Asking "Who ought to be the boss" is like asking "Who ought to be the tennor in the quartet". Obviously, the man who can sing tenor.
quote by Henry Ford
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Boss Of Me
Yes, no, maybe
I don't know
Can you repeat the question?
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
Life is unfair, so I just stare at the stain on the wall where
The TV'd been, but ever since we've moved in it's been empty
Why I, why I'm in this room
There is no point explaining
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
Life is a test, but I confess
I like this mess I've made so far
Grade on a curve and you'll observe
I'm right below the horizon
Yes, no, maybe, I don't know
Can you repeat the question?
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
Life is unfair
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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My grandfather was in a barbershop quartet and my grandmother was in a gospel quartet with her sisters.
quote by Kevin Richardson
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Da Bo$$ Would Like To See You
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Dizzle fizzle! Da bizzle! (Boss!)
Tha bling! Tha bling! (Ah ah ah!) [echoes]
Yeah... Uh uh
It's 2002 [echoes]... And whatchu gon' do? (whatchu gon' do?)
I'ma boss up... Ironically speakin' (uh), or it is generally speakin'...
I'm the ambassador, better yet, the PROFESSOR, of G-OLOGY (of G-ology...)
Just bossin' up right now...
Uh uh... Tha Boss would like to see ya (yeah... yeah)
Tha Boss would like to see ya
Bugsy! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Gotti! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Capone! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Soprano! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
DOGGY! First Black with a casino! (Ah ah)
Tha Boss would like to see ya (who me?)
Yeah, I ain't takin' orders no more (Huh-uh!)
Boss Boss... [echoes]
Uh.. I'm tha Boss (ahh!)
It's my house (my house), and I (and I) leave here (yeah, I'm tha Boss)
It's my house (my house), and I (and I) leave here...
Tha Boss would like to see ya (who?)
Bugsy! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Gotti! Tha Boss would like to see ya... (who? who?)
Capone! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Soprano! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
DOGGY! Fist Black with a casino (ah ah!)
Boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss... [echoes til end]
song performed by by Snoop Dogg
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I'll tell you what I would do in a shot if I could. I would sing in the barbershop quartet in The Music Man.
quote by Ned Beatty
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Some people say there was no jazz tenor before me. All I know is I just had a way of playing and I didn't think in terms of any other instrument but the tenor.
quote by Coleman Hawkins
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Boss Man
Boss man boss man what do ya say
I gotta get you alone in the mine some day
Boss man boss man turn it around
If you dont look away how can I sit down
Look at this load upon my back
Gotta get this wheel back on the track
I cant hold on but I cant let go
And I cant say yes I cant say no
Holes in my pockets and holes in my shoes
If youre ready for me Im ready for you
The company plan takes all my pay
Got a child in july and another last may
Boss man boss man what do ya say
Gonna get you alone in the mine some day
Push your face down in the coal
cause you got no heart you got no soul
Country lifes the life for me
In ten more years Ill a pensioner be
The younger lad knows when the girls are out
But you might say hes a rural sprout
Boss man boss man what do ya say
Gonna get you alone in the mine some day
Boss man boss man clear the track
Youre gonna tear the skin right offa my back
Boss man, boss man what do ya say
If you cant lend a hand then get outta my way
Itll be murder in the first degree
If you ever lay your hands on me
Boss man boss man pay my rent
A dollar Ive earned is a dollar Ive spent
The company plan takes all my check
For breakin my back and riskin my neck
Boss man boss man what do ya say
I gotta get you alone in the mine some day
I cant hold on but I cant let go
And I cant say yes I cant say no
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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I Heard You, Solemn-sweep Pipes Of The Organ
I HEARD you, solemn-sweet pipes of the organ, as last Sunday morn I
pass'd the church;
Winds of autumn!--as I walk'd the woods at dusk, I heard your long-
stretch'd sighs, up above, so mournful;
I heard the perfect Italian tenor, singing at the opera--I heard the
soprano in the midst of the quartet singing;
... Heart of my love!--you too I heard, murmuring low, through one of
the wrists around my head;
Heard the pulse of you, when all was still, ringing little bells last
night under my ear.
poem by Walt Whitman
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The Disconcerted Tenor
A tenor, all singers above
(This doesn't admit of a question),
Should keep himself quiet,
Attend to his diet,
And carefully nurse his digestion.
But when he is madly in love,
It's certain to tell on his singing -
You can't do chromatics
With proper emphatics
When anguish your bosom is wringing!
When distracted with worries in plenty,
And his pulse is a hundred and twenty,
And his fluttering bosom the slave of mistrust is,
A tenor can't do himself justice.
Now observe - (SINGS A HIGH NOTE) -
You see, I can't do myself justice!
I could sing, if my fervour were mock,
It's easy enough if you're acting,
But when one's emotion
Is born of devotion,
You mustn't be over-exacting.
One ought to be firm as a rock
To venture a shake in VIBRATO;
When fervour's expected,
Keep cool and collected,
Or never attempt AGITATO.
But, of course, when his tongue is of leather,
And his lips appear pasted together,
And his sensitive palate as dry as a crust is,
A tenor can't do himself justice.
Now observe - (SINGS A CADENCE) -
It's no use - I can't do myself justice!
poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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Loan Shark's Secretary
She writes on a piece of paper; My Boss is a multi-millionaire
Though he's never been to a school.
Boss questioned her 'What do you write honey'
'I am writing about you sir' Secretary replied.
'Then read it louder' Boss said.
'My Boss knows the secret of success than a learned person.'
When she gets her pay slip the following month she found it has been increased more than a double.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Job Interview
Boss lady: Tommy you got Id? ,
Tommyizzle: Hold on let me check,
Boss lady: Now I know you new,
Tommyizzle: What you mean new?
Boss lady: New at job hunting,
Tommyizzle: Now hold up (Never New) !
Boss lady: Tell you what,
Tommyizzle: What?
Boss lady: Will let you have a job,
Tommyizzle: How?
Boss lady: if you fill this out,
Tommyizzle: ok but that's ten dollars,
Boss lady: Ain't I paying you? ,
Tommyizzle: Yeah but you know,
Boss lady: I'm not your woman (But a Boss lady)
Tommyizzle: Ok
poem by Tommy Laster
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The Boss
His visitors call him boss
and they bow their heads on him.
He's the boss
but the only thing he can do now
is move his eyes
and shed tears.
He was the boss
and still the boss
but he can no longer say it
so he only shed tears.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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A tenuous Tenor
He sang a tenor’s part-
No more a tenor really
Though aging cords may gamely try
It was disaster- nearly.
He lost the lyric line.
Poor fellow –must be blasted
Too much North Fork wine
Or maybe he’s just past it.
A singer lost for words
is clearly up against it.
A staircase that’s collapsing
can only be descended.
Some forty years or more have past
Since he sang at their Wedding
A rose cheeked boy with strong clear tones
He was, then, worth the hearing.
With time his talent vanishes
He cannot compensate
For lyrics he’s forgotten
And notes he cannot make.
His hopes to leave on a better note
Then disappeared completely,
Only a swan- at its last-
can be sure to sing more sweetly.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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You have to make a choice when you start to sing and decide whether you want to service the music, and be at the top of your art, or if you want to be a very popular tenor.
quote by Alfredo Kraus
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Don't You Quit
boss,
don't you quit
loving
don't mind
the pain
i will take
over
this pumping
this beating
boss,
i am your heart
and stronger
than you think
when i was
first shattered
and broken
boss,
look, i have
no hands
look,
i heal myself
sooner
than you
think.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bud Johnson, God rest his soul of fame, a tenor saxophonist. Bud was always a big, big, big booster of mine and he always when I first met Bud in Pittsburgh when he came through there, he heard me sing and he wanted me to come to Chicago.
quote by Billy Eckstine
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Why ….. Boss Always Bann FB FB?
WHY ….. Boss always bann FB FB?
Office time la …work u - work u
FB Friend la call me come u come u
Office work... Boss fear...
.Friends calls come here,
My Mind aare full in tenss
WHY ….. Boss always bann FB FB?
Boss call u work u work u
Frnds call u cum u cum u
B/w both my Mind la stuff u stuff u
Fb without life la.bore u bore u
Y boss can't ……realize …
WHY ….. Boss always bann FB FB?
poem by Ruhi Narang
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Big Boss Man
Big boss man, cant you hear me when I call?
Big boss man, cant you hear me when I call?
You aint so big, you just tall, thats just about all.
You got me working boss man, a workin around the clock,
I want a little drink of whiskey, you sure wont let me stop.
Big boss man, cant you hear me when I call?
You aint so big, you just tall, thats just about all.
Im gonna get me a boss man, one gonna treat me right,
I work hard in the daytime, sure get drunk at night.
You aint so big, you just tall, thats just about all.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Big Boss Man
(words & music by smith - dixon)
Big boss man, cant you hear me when I call?
Big boss man, cant you hear me when I call?
Cant you hear me when I call?
Well you aint so big, you know youre just tall thats all, all right
Well you got me workin boss man
Workin round the clock
I wanna little drink of water
But you wont let big al stop
Big boss man now cant you hear me when I call? all right
I said you aint so big, you know youre just tall thats all
Big boss man, why cant you hear me when I call? all right
You know you aint so big, I said youre just tall thats all, all right
Im gonna get me a boss man
One whos gonna treat me right
I work hard in the day time
Rest easy at night
Big boss man, cant you hear me when I call? cant you hear me when I call?
I said you aint so big, youre just tall thats all
Im gonna get me a boss man
One thats gonna treat me right
I work hard in the evenin
Rest easy at night
Big boss man, big boss man, cant you hear me when I call?
I said you aint so big, youre just tall thats all
All right, big boss man
Its all right
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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They would wake me up when I was sleeping, and say sing a song for our friends. I had a sweet voice, I had a nice little tenor voice. God knows what I sang, but my whole family would admire me.
quote by Dominic Chianese
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Running With The Boss Sound
Yesterday by the paperstand I felt the power
Of another religion
Rebels with a cause came out of the sun
And spoke the only language theyd been given
Creepers tapping out the beat as I felt the heat
Man they sure looked neat
Well tonight for sure
You could feel the same as me
We didnt have to fight
On the other side of town
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
In the day we use machines or brains
Cos we need hard cash for living
And later between tracks & raps with friends
Well find some time for loving
Stratocasters straff the sky
As disco johnny hustles by
Man those feet can fly, high
Well tonight lets dance and risk romance
Baby lets take a chance
Well make it in a single bound
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
I feel it in the air and I know that youre there
We wont let you down
The phantoms of the underground
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
Racing wild with the radios blasting
Out ready steady go
As we rip through the charts
Crashing like angles
At the end of rocks rainbow
Electricity runs in my blood like gods
Man if you could see it
By tonight for sure youd be the same as me
A junkie needing more
Our feet burning up the ground
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
Yeah were burning up the ground
Where the rockabilly beat pounds
With the ska rhythm pressing down
Where the skinhead moon stomp pounds
Where the heavy metal comes down
When the punk rockers are round
Yeah you and I are found
Yeah you and I are found
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
Running with the boss sound
song performed by by Billy Idol
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