Once when I was standing at the base, they started rotating the set and a big, heavy wrench fell down from the 12 o'clock position of the set, and got buried in the ground a few feet from me. I could have been killed!
quote by Marvin Minsky
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Shakey Ground
Lady luck and the four leaf clover
Wont ease this hurt,i feel all over
My life was one special occasion
Till u leave me damp in the situation
Well well well standing on shakey ground
Ever since you put me down
Standing on shakey ground
Ever since you put me down
My car got repossessed this morning
Harder times I havent seen in years
Able to throw me a life preserver
'cos Im about to drown in my own tears
Well well well standing on shakey ground
Ever since you put me down
Standing on shakey ground
Ever since you put me down
Well well well standing on shakey ground
Ever since you put me down
Standing on shakey ground
Ever since you put me down
Standing on shakey ground
Ever since you put me down
Well well well standing on shakey ground
Shaking, shakey ground
Standing, standing
Standing on shakey ground
song performed by by Don Henley
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Got My Feet On The Ground
I wanna lot out of life, but I know my limitations
Guess I want a lot of things and got my inclinations
Got my feet on the ground, and Im standing on my own
I dont need no one
I dont need no one
Ive learned a lot out of life, watchin other folks mistakes
Funny things that they can get for finding out too late
I got my feet on the ground, and Im standing on my own
I dont need no one
I dont need no one
Well I dont need nobody else
All I needs a single ticket
When I travel on my own
Not afraid to be alone
I got my feet upon the ground, and Im standing on my own
When I travel far and wide
And looking for a four leaf clover
Dont mind if I cant find it, got no chip upon my shoulder
Got my feet on the ground, and Im standing on my own
I dont need no one
I dont need no one
Well I dont need nobody else
All I needs a single ticket
When I travel on my own
Not afraid to be alone
I got my feet upon the ground, and Im standing on my own
When I travel far and wide
And looking for a four leaf clover
Dont mind if I cant find it, got no chip upon my shoulder
Got my feet on the ground, and Im standing on my own
I dont need no one
I dont need no one
(repeat)
song performed by by Kinks
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When I started my program... there was a big clock in the corner and I looked and it said nine o'clock exactly. And it was funny, because when I was standing on the podium, it said exactly 10 p.m., and this whole hour had changed my life.
quote by Sarah Hughes
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St. Louis is more humid. But after a while, the heat started taking a toll on us, so we started rotating a little more up front trying to stay fresh out here.
quote by Leonard Little
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What Lies Ahead
It was a windy day that day
But the apple still fell near its tree
The clock struck zero
A cry filled the room
A son of the past
The father of the future
The distance between two feet
As the clock ticked life away
The ground was opened each day
And seeds dropped quietly in it
Days came and walked away
With the same plot and stale tale
All looked upon the future
Wondering what glory lied ahead
Will I walk on the sky or ask the ground to bury me?
The clock delivered the future as he promised
Each got a basket of past deeds returned
The acorn became a mighty oak
It was a windy day that day
Yet the apple refused to fall far from the tree
All that had gone around
Came around to say hello
The future was here and held glory for some
The future was here and turned off the lights of others
The future is the past hidden in a seed
Today is tomorrow
What do you want to lie ahead?
Dig your ground
Drop your seed
Stand your ground
It will be a windy day that day
But your apple will fall right in your life
And when all you've done around
Comes around to say hello
You'd firmly shake their hands
And say, I've been waiting for you
My whole life long, welcome.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Psycho
Can mary fry some fish, mama
Im as hungry as can be
Oh lord, how I wish, mama
You could stop the baby cryin
cause my head is killing me
I saw my ex again last night mama
She was at the dance at millers store
She was with that jackie white mama
I killed them both
And theyre buried under jacobs sycamore
You think Im psycho dont you mama
I didnt mean to break your cup
You think Im psycho dont you mama
You better let em lock me up
Oh, dont hand me johnnys pup mama
As I might squeeze him too tight
Im havin crazy dreams again mama
So let me tell you bout last night
I woke up in johnnys room mama
Standing right there by his bed
With my hands around his throat mama
Wishing both of us were dead
You think Im psycho dont you mama
I just killed johnnys pup
You think Im psycho dont you mama
Youd better let em lock me up
Oh you recall that little girl mama
I believe her name was betty clark
Oh dont tell me that shes dead mama
cause I just saw her in the park
We were sitting on a bench mama
Thinking of a game to play
Seems I was holding a wrench mama
Then my mind just walked away
You think Im psycho dont you mama
I didnt mean to break your cup
You think Im psycho dont you mama
Mama why dont you get up?
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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When I'm Killed
When I’m killed, don’t think of me
Buried there in Cambrin Wood,
Nor as in Zion think of me
With the Intolerable Good.
And there’s one thing that I know well,
I’m damned if I’ll be damned to Hell!
So when I’m killed, don’t wait for me,
Walking the dim corridor;
In Heaven or Hell, don’t wait for me,
Or you must wait for evermore.
You’ll find me buried, living-dead
In these verses that you’ve read.
So when I’m killed, don’t mourn for me,
Shot, poor lad, so bold and young,
Killed and gone — don’t mourn for me.
On your lips my life is hung:
O friends and lovers, you can save
Your playfellow from the grave.
poem by Robert Graves
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The Day You Started To Walk
Baby, When you were eight months old,
you were thin and enterprising,
liked to know about everything,
that were kept at heights and locked,
you crawled for a month all around,
and picked up anything from the ground,
so we made our home 'baby safe'
you did like to crawl up the stairs,
first head in front and then turned,
tried to crawl back in the stairs,
so I taught you,
to climb up step by step,
when I checked you, you reached the top,
with much ease and valiant,
made noise from the top to carry you down.
Do you remember the day,
that you started to walk?
I still remember you standing up,
At first it was very tough for you,
to carry your own weight on your feet,
you cried a lot and I was sad,
but I had to let you go through,
the life's lesson and you are the one,
must learn your own lesson and,
no one can ever help you to do it for you.
you held the cupboard for support,
and started to take the steps,
you were crying a lot,
and the drops of tears fell,
on your beautiful cheeks,
I was there beside you,
to hold you, in case if you might fall,
watching you walking,
catching in the camera and memory,
slowly in two days,
you did not need support,
started to walk,
slowly and steadily,
with both hands wide open,
to keep yourselves balanced,
you started the journey,
to travel on this earth,
as a courageous independent human,
with that first step taken,
just in front of me.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Sister Madly
Now youre heading down to get someone
Shouldve done what he had to do years ago
The position is coming through
All the people that youre standing on
All the people that youre standing on
Now youre heading down to be someone
Someone that youve seen in a magazine
Your premonition is coming true
Oh baby youre not so green
No baby youre not so green
No baby youre nutso
Sister madly waking up the dead
Youre systematically stepping on my head
Now youre heading down to find something
Something that you buried in your backyard
The position is coming through
From all the dirt that youre digging up
From all the dirt that youre digging up
Now youre heading down to be somewhere
Somewhere you imagined in your wildest dream
The opposition is coming through
From all the people that youre standing on
From all the people that youre standing on
Now youd better take a firm hand
Sister madly waking up the dead
Youre systematically stepping on my head
Now youre heading down to get someone
Someone that you shouldve had years ago
The position is coming through
All the people that youre standing on
All the people that youre standing on
Youre hard to get a hand on
Sister madly waking up the dead
Systematically stepping on my head
song performed by by Crowded House
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Mercy # 2
black man, white man,
ground beneath their feet.
families carrying guns and Bibles,
living on the street.
rich man, well hid,
cocktails made of blood and oil.
tyranny, mass slavery,
bodies buried, American soil.
and the hands on the clock
crawl like justice spurned....
tick tock, tick tock,
mercy gives what mercy earns!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Poet Endureth!
i stare at my face in the mirror,
and count with the heavy rhythm
of the clock... moment by moment...
every feeling, born and unborn,
every taste, intoxicating, burning the lips...
every smell, faint and overpowering...
every touch... real and imagined...
and who am i? and what have i to give?
i am the sound that you cant define,
cant put to words, cant control.
i am the fire that warms you, and destroys you...
the water you drink that drowns you;
the wind at your back, the infidel wind
that whispers to you in the middle of the night.
i am the small child, lost and crying,
i am the murderer, still someone's son.
i am the woman you'd die for,
that leaves you broken and bleeding.
i am the priest, the prophet, the thief,
the addict, the whore...
i am everything you believe in,
everything you're scared to admit you feel.
i am the tear no one sees you cry,
i am the fear you keep hidden.
i am the hungry man standing in line,
whose family is long gone.
i am the casket they buried your mother in...
i am the words written in stone,
that no one ever reads.
i am the stranger who steps in front of the car,
pushes you away, and is killed.
i am the path grown over,
... that you'd forgotten!
i am the kiss, the touch of flesh,
the cry of passion in the night.
i am the soul damned to hell,
burned at the stake by the righteous!
i am the hand that touches forbidden places,
that holds yours when you're alone.
i am every mistake you've ever made,
and some you want to make!
i am a lost soul with a glimpse of eternity,
nothing more, nothing less...
i am the poet endureth! i am nothing
but the dust beneath your feet...
i am merely the echo of what makes you human,
i have no name... i am everybody!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Enough!
dead tired from work,
fell asleep in my chair.
woke up with a start;
dreaming of sex, and death,
and the ten thousand things
i worry about, but cant change.
get up,
sweep the floor,
pour a cup of coffee,
stare out the window...
night falling over the trees
like an anvil.
who am i?
a scarecrow with
a cardboard heart,
an adjustable wrench,
broken, and discarded.
a candle melted down,
a doorbell that
doesnt work anymore!
an aching back...
a set of lips in a jar.
a sign thrown in the street
when the goon squad came...
saying: 'Stop The Wars! '
an iron barred teepee
built over silent ground,
bones scattered and buried
by the layers of time.
enough!
a shot of brandy,
curl up with a book...
spirit and flesh,
and whispering ghosts!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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From The Damage
This time Im done with always screwing up
Im sick of one direction down
Im a broken picture frame
My whole worlds twisted inside out
Streaming voices like a hurricane
Its telling me to wake up
Get out of bed
Put your feet on the floor
Theres fresh air out the door
And Ive been acting so pathetic
Knocking around like a ball on a string
Its taking time for me to get it
Im ready and willing to do anything to make it up to you
My arms are hurting so bad from being so empty
My heart weighs like a ton cause it feels so heavy
Im standing here all alone
Wishing that I couldve known
You just cant walk away
From the damage
Last time Im playing with a broken string
It dont matter no ones listening
Cause losing you has made me see
Ive gotta change
Gotta blame it
All on me
And Ive been acting so pathetic
Knocking around like a ball on a string
Its taking time for me to get it
Im ready and willing to do anything to make it up to you (oh)
My arms are hurting so bad from being so empty (so empty)
My heart weighs like a ton cause it feels so heavy (heavy yeah)
Im standing here all alone
Wishing that I couldve known
That you just cant walk away
From the damage (damage)
My eyes may as well be blind if I just cant see you(if I cant see you)
My hands may as well be tied cause they just cant touch you (touch you)
Before the smoke can really clear away
From fires I started yesterday
I know Ive gotta find a way
Somehow Ive gotta find a way to wake up
From the damage
My arms are hurting so bad from being so empty
My heart weighs like a ton cause it feels so heavy
Im standing here all alone
Wishing that I couldve known
You just cant walk away
From the damage
My eyes may as well be blind if I just cant see you
My hands may as well be tied cause they just cant touch you
Im standing here all alone
Wishing that I couldve known
You just cant walk away
From the damage
Im standing here all alone
Wishing that I couldve known
You just cant walk away
From the damage
song performed by by O-town
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The Stairs
(pamela brown, david roberts)
She looks at the clock, its a quarter past nine.
She hears his car as he pulls in the drive.
Dinners still waiting from hours before.
She knows hes been drinking when he walks through the door.
In anger he strikes out and she starts to cry.
How much more can she take, how much more can
She lie.
And she fell down the stairs again.
But it hasnt happened since she dont know when.
Was it in spring when she packed up the kids, or
Maybe in winter with his job on the skids.
Oh but just like before shell have to
Pretend that she fell down the stairs again.
A short time ago, she started
A job, serving chicken fried steak and corn on the cob.
She started out shy, but she ended up sure,
That a ticket to anywhere could be the cure.
But he couldnt handle her change for the better.
She tried to leave him , but he wouldnt let her.
He says hes sorry, hed never mean it.
He swears it wont happen again. but shes so confused,
She wants to believe it. she just wants this nightmare to end.
And she fell down the stair again.
But it hasnt happened since she dont know when.
Was it in spring when she packed up the kids, or
Maybe in winter with his job on the skids.
Oh but just like before shell have to pretend
That she fell down the stairs again.
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Today... 'The Firstfruits
For three days His body was buried in the ground.
and when they went to the tomb He could not be found.
This seed had died has now come bursting through the grave
He is the firstfruits of all those He came to save.
When the end comes and the harvest is gathered in
and innumerable saints are redeemed from sin.
He shall reign with His enemies beneath His feet
and the great plan of salvation will be complete.
For death entered creation through Adam the man
But now in Christ all will be made alive again.
For this grain of wheat fell into the ground and died
but sprang up again and its fruit had multiplied.
Not just by thirty or even a hundredfold
But countless myriads are safe within the fold.
Each of them has been purchased and cleansed by His blood
part of the kingdom He has given back to God.
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box below)
A Restful Sleep
I was sneaking off to sleep
and was waiting for my alarm to beep
and then I did weep,
with only three hours to sleep...
I could hear only
beep, beep, beep
From my bed I did ooze
and very quickly did press snooze,
crawled between my sheets,
fell into a restful sleep
until I heard a loud
beep, beep, beep
and once again, I did ooze
and once again, I did press snooze
but could not sleep
for all I could hear
was the tock, tock, tock
of the clock, clock, clock
I hit the sheets,
rose to my feet.
'You will not tock!
You stupid clock! '
and in the heat, it did
Beep! Beep! Beeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....
And with my all
I kicked the clock against the wall!
after which,
in my sheets I did creep,
and did nothing but
sleep, sleep, sleep
poem by Joseph Wordsmith
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Everytime A Poet Is Killed
every time a poet is killed
and buried
unceremoniously on some
hidden ground
it is there where you see
purple flowers blooming on a patch
of earth
beside it
a singing river runs
seeking final refuge to the
Great Blue Sea
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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At Six O'clock
I heard the Ave Maria at six o'clock,
Today hear crimes on the radio at six o'clock.
I watched The Little Princess on tv at six o'clock,
Today watch explicit sex at six o’clock.
I was playing catch-up with my friends at six o'clock,
Today lonely children play atari at six o'clock.
I drank hot soup at six o’clock,
Today guys smoke crack at six o'clock.
I prayed to the guardian angel at six o'clock,
Today they kill people at six o'clock.
I studied algebra at six o'clock,
Today are planned crimes at six o'clock.
I was happy at six o'clock,
Today are all scared at six o'clock.
Parody in honor of Llorca
poem by Aschelminto Da Silva
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The Gods Made Heavy Metal
In the beginning there was silence and darkness
All across the earth
Then came the wind and a hole in the sky
Thunder and lightning came crashing down
Hit the earth and split the ground
Fire burned high in the sky
From down below fire melted the stone
The ground shook and started to pound
The gods made heavy metal and they saw that is was good
They said to play it louder than Hell
We promised that we would
When losers say it's over with you know that it's a lie
The gods made heavy metal and it's never gonna die
We are the true believers
It's our turn to show the world
In the fire of heavy metal we were burned
It's more than our religion it's the only way to live
But the enemies of metal we can't forgive
Cause we believe in the power and the might
And the gods who made metal are with us tonight
The gods made heavy metal and they saw that is was good
They said to play it louder than Hell
We promised that we would
When losers say it's over with you know that it's a lie
The gods made heavy metal and it's never gonna die
We believe in the power and the might
And the gods who made metal are with us tonight
We're here tonight for heavy metal are you ready in the hall
They have chosen us and we have heard the call
Gonna tear the roof off with our sound
Crack the walls and shake the ground
Fight tonight for metal one and all
Cause we believe in the power and the might
And the gods who made metal are with us tonight
The gods made heavy metal and they saw that is was good
They said to play it louder than Hell
We promised that we would
When losers say it's over with you know that it's a lie
The gods made heavy metal and it's never gonna die
song performed by by Manowar from Louder Than Hell
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I Slipped And Fell In Love
A drunk man walking down a rainy street
A wood floor and new socks on your bare feet
You look down and suddenly you're looking up
Whoops, I slipped and fell in love
A bald tire running on an icy road
A steep hill underneath a foot of snow
A greased pig fallen off a pickup truck
Whoops, I slipped and fell in love
I hope that you're feeling the way that I feel
It's just like flying but you're standing still
The birds and the bees are sure powerful stuff
Whoops, I slipped and fell in love
An ice cube hiding on your kitchen floor
A bad step leading up to your back door
How'd I wind up on my butt
Whoops, I slipped and feel in love
I hope that you're feeling the way that I feel
It's just like flying but you're standing still
The birds and the bees are sure powerful stuff
Whoops, I slipped and fell in love
I hope that you're feeling the way that I feel
It's just like flying but you're standing still
The birds and the bees are sure powerful stuff
Whoops, I slipped and fell in love
Help, I've fallen I can't getup
Whoops, I slipped and fell in love
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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