I've figured out what to do so far, but it's always the next thing you come to where the man with the bucket of ice cold water is waiting - whoosh! in your face. That's why you work with directors who know what to tell you to do.
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Bucket T
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Found her in a barn in tennessee
I paid five bucks for my bucket t
Took me three years of sweat and blood
To clean off all that tennessee mud
Chorus:
My bucket t (bucket t)
Bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
T t t... bucket bucket bucket...
Cruise down the street in front of school
I wanna rev it up but I gotta be cool
Drivin down the road Ill get my kicks
Apoppin the clutch and aslippin the sticks
[chorus]
I was right, too, shes first in her class
Theres nothing on the freeway she dont pass
All the girls want to take a ride with me
But theres only one seat in my bucket t
[chorus]
song performed by by Who
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One Bucket Of Water
One bucket of water
Razed the city to ashes.
One bucket of water
Could not quench the fire
Blazing from the town's
Central pump.
One bucket of water
A man held, jumped the
Queue to the pump.
One bucket of water
At the pump, about to
Collect water, resisted.
They stared each other
In the eye. Their tribal
Marks were different.
They threw caution to
The winds. Including
All buckets on the line.
Everyone queued behind
Their tribal marks. And
The city burnt through its
Length and breath. Death
Sprung out of life. And life
Spilled out of the bucket.
poem by Adeoye Adetoba
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Cold water
Water is cold water is wet,
Water is cold and can be a big mess...
Water is a teer dropp running down your cheek,
Water is the stuff that makes you feel weak...
Water can be good if you feel down,
Water can be bad if you don't come back around...
Water is a thing that can make you feel cold,
Water is a thing that can make you be bold...
Water is a cold, cold thing,
Everyone has water running through them...
poem by Alexandra Greif
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The Possibilities of Ice
One day at school
I decided to put a pool
Of ice water over Mrs. Stuart's desk
When she sat down in the chair
The bucket turned in the air
And boy I swear what a mess
She stood up to shout
The person responsible will be out
Of school for a couple of days
It was funny to see
The stunned looks of glee
But not as funny as that teacher's face
Although I got out
Because of that teacher's shout
Mr. Owen said to me
Nice work young one
But the trouble's only begun
Because when you come back there'll be
Mrs. Stuart with a bucket of ice
And a room full of unsanitary mice
So Mrs. Stuart
I'm as sorry as I could possibly be
But you should have sen the look on your face
The day that you yelled at me.
poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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The One I'm Waiting For
The way that girl can break a heart: It's like a work of art: And this is the worst part: She knows it
And she's so confident: That she's what everybody wants: But nobody wants: Her to know that
So fall back on all of your premonitions: And just learn to listen: To those that have more wisdom than you: And just stop: Putting so much stock: In all of this stuff: Live your life for those you love
And I'm still waiting for: You to be the one I'm waiting for
The way that girl can turn a head: Well she is such a threat: But don't ever forget: She knows it
And she's got it all: All figured out: And she won't let you doubt: She knows it
I'm still waiting for: You to be the one I'm waiting for
Something tells me that this is going to make sense: Something tells me it's going to take patience
Something tells me that this will all work out in the end
song performed by by Relient K
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Bucket Kicker
What rhymes with bucket?
'That depends.
Is the bucket empty?
And
Is there anyone kicking it? '
Let's say the bucket is full.
And it is being carried?
'In a Porshe?
Or a Mercedes? '
You know
Sometimes I wonder why,
I bother to ask you anything!
'Oh
So 'you're' the kicker?
That should be obvious.'
Why is it obvious now?
'Well,
If a bucket is struck by a kicker out of luck
And that bucket is not picked up,
That bucket struck aint worth
What's being dumped into it from an outhouse.'
What's an outhouse have to do with it?
'That's for you to figure out
That bucket I'm going to carry
Is going to be in the trunk of my limousine.'
Thank you.
But that doesn't rhyme with bucket
'My plucked duckets
In the trunk of a limo
Sitting filled to the brim
In my golden bucket
And your hands aint around
Or near enough to touch it
Uh, I don't know about you
But that sounds very poetic to me
And you can fuss and cuss,
While kicking your bucket all you want
Thank you for your inspiration.'
No problem.
I just know from now on
Not to ask you anything
'I'm cool with that
Bucket kicker.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pet Name
You gave me a pet name
Which is not to say I like it
We met at a party
Not to say I was invited
You said love was just a lie
But I could tell that you were lying
And we almost figured out how wed get along
And given time wed find it strange to be alone and
You work in a hotel
At the magazine concession
Back in just five minutes
Reads the sign above your station
Slip your profits in a bag
And youre looking up to the hour hand
And we almost figured out how well get along
And given time well find it strange to be alone and
You just forgot your one pet name for me
And all those promises you said youd keep
And its a lucky thing
Because that sentimental stuff
Doesnt suit you
At all
Waiting at the bus stop
For just about an hour
Strategies for hangman
Cats cradle, origami
You say Im ok for a guy
But I can tell that you are lying
And weve almost figured out how well get along
And given time well find it strange to be alone and
You just forgot your one pet name for me
And all those promises you said youd keep
And its a lucky thing
Because that sentimental stuff
Doesnt
You just forgot your one pet name for me
And all those promises you said youd keep
And its a lucky thing
Because that sentimental stuff
Doesnt suit you
At all
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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A Humble Bucket
There have been some great inventions
and some are not noted for their worth.
Take a humble bucket and all the uses
of it that can be employed.
It can carry water
when you’re thirty for a drink
or when you want a wash.
It can carry clothes
and most objects you can name.
You can put a bag in it
and use it as a waste paper bin
and it can be used as an overnight latrine
in case you are caught out
in the middle of the night.
A humble bucket
is one of the most versatile inventions ever made.
Australia’s most famous bushranger Ned Kelly
used a metal one to cover his head and hide his identity.
The list of uses go on and on,
so the next time you see a humble bucket
raise a glass to him
for all the work he has done for us.
18 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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I do like to work with young directors because it's such a difficult business that I think after directors have been around a while sometimes, not always, but sometimes their passion gets siphoned off because they get hurt.
quote by Ellen Burstyn
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Its Cold Outside Of Your Heart
The harder I try
Seems the further I fall
The deeper my love seems to be
And I know that i
Never doubted at all
That someone was waiting for me
Then out of the blue
It was over
And how did you think I would survive
Cos its cold outside
Yes its cold outside of your heart
Cos its cold outside
Yes its cold outside of your heart
I never thought it could happen to me
Like the one that gets you
That you just dont see
And now I dont want to be free
I thought it was always to be
That someone was waiting for me
The longer the shadows
Become in my life
The colder the breeze seems to be
The days roll on by
Still I cant quite believe
That someones not waiting for me
The flame of desire
Is still burning
The warmth of your body close to mine
Cos its cold outside
Yes its cold outside of your heart
Cos its cold outside
Yes its cold outside of your heart
Its a big world to face all alone
And Im begging you now just to come on home
Cos i, I dont want to be free
I thought it was always to be
That someone was waiting for me
You know that its you I need
You see I refuse to believe
That someones not waiting for me
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Bosses
Ted Jones our supervisor a quiet bloke he doesn't have much to say
But he makes sure we do our work or so 'twould seem that way
For he's often with our foreman Tim and on us they keep an eye
The word from them if you keep working the time so quickly fly.
I work because I have to work though work I don't enjoy
And it's never easy cutting branches when you are way up high
It's scary on cherry picker bucket when you look towards the ground
But we must keep on working on with Tim and Ted around.
Ted to me seems a gentle sort but the system's got to him
And then of course I never could see eye to eye with Tim
For if you dare complain to Tim he'll tell you where to go to
He'll say there's plenty out of work and better men than you.
I'm slave to Southern Travel Towers of trimming trees constantly
And living stress and repetitive work has made an old man of me
And the Company Directors have Ted and Tim to make sure I earn my pay
You start from the work yard every morning and finish there each day.
If Ted Jones had his own way the job would be okay
At least he doesn't keep watching us like Tim does every day
But Tim more than makes up for him and Ted now must feel sure
That with Southern Travel Towers leading hand in charge his job must be secure.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A minnow, trench and a widow
I found a guppy struggles to swim in that lack of water ditch
And I borrowed a bucket of water from the near by watering widow.
Then I poured the whole into the ditch.
Oh! The minnow swims happily I watched
And I too felt happy after a long time.
I returned the bucket and said; 'Thank you very much Madam.'
I sniffed and measured her roomy smile
Really it's deeper than the trench.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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hopelessness -a coiled
Water hose has forgotten
That it should whoosh
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Coiled Water Hose
hopelessness -a coiled
Water hose has forgotten
That it should whoosh
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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From Mother To Daughter From Mother To Daughter.
Drink in some,
ice cold water little girl,
drink in some ice cold water,
some day you'll be big and strong,
but water will carry you all along.
Drink in some ice cold water little girl,
the day has been harsh to you,
the times are tough,
and getting rough,
but water will carry you though.
Drink in some ice cold water little girl,
although it's not getting easier,
refresh yourself,
from a nearby creek,
and maybe you'll see just what you need,
maybe water will show it to you.
Drink in some ice cold water little girl,
although you have grown much bigger,
you maybe be growing up strong and tall,
but water has carried you through.
Drink in some,
ice cold water little girl,
drink in some ice cold water,
some day you'll be big and strong,
but water will carry you all along.
poem by Sandra jacks
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Cold Cold Change
Cold cold change, we were so excited
But you came and went so soon
Cold cold change, we were not invited
We smiled all the while we were taken in
Cold cold change, bringing in the winter
Freezing up the water, closing up the mind
One more danger, gonna have to deal with
One last moment fading all the time
But no lasting change, well we were turned around
We jumped in the air to see over the wall
No master plan, its a bad design
Significant time in spite of us all
Cold cold change, we were so excited
Waiting on the outside, waiting to begin
Left us all angry and bewildered
Laughing at the way we were taken in
You better lock the door, turn it off (the light)
Well leave the nights alone, better keep me hoping
That the change is over, the ice is gone
And when the weathers warmer you can hear me shouting yeah
(hirst/moginie)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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If It Aint One Thing Its Another
(bobby carmichael/ tony stampley/joe stampley)
I got up this morning tried to get off of work
I couldnt even find not one clean shirt
There was no hot water when I jumped in the shower
I know my boss is gonna dock me an hour
The older I get the more I discover
If it aint one thing its another
I got the car, I tried to get motivated
Now Im stuck in the traffic, all Im doing is waiting
The fool behind me keeps blowin his horn
I got my top laid back and its coming up a storm
The older I get the more I discover
If it aint one thing its another
Light bill phone bill water and gas
Pay day comes and it goes so fast
Theres no way out and Im telling you brother
If it aint one thing its another
I got to the job and I tried to explain
The boss said you wont have to do that again
I called home just to tell her the news
She said bye bye baby Im leaving you
She took the kids and shes gone to her mothers
If it aint one thing, its another
Light bill phone bill water and gas
Pay day comes and it goes so fast
Theres no way out and Im telling you brother
If it aint one thing its another
If it aint one thing its another
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Bucket of Water
carrying a bucket of water
up a hill... careful not to spill.
whose life will i come
in contact with today?
and what kind of impact
will i make?
do i do enough?
or am i deluding myself?
do i really care?
or am i just going
through the motions?
when someone talks,
do i listen?
when i listen,
do i really hear?
when someone is hurting,
do i feel it?
or am i so hardened
and calloused from the battles,
that i dont really feel
much of anything?
when someone else needs,
do i take the time to really
be there?
or am i so blind
that i just walk by?
when this day is over,
will i really have lived
every moment?
hard questions you ask yourself...
carrying a bucket of water
up a hill...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Big Red
Have you heard about big red?
They even bought a beebread rig
To help the flowers in mean space
Theyre trying to make that place green
Hope the trees will take away the storm [2x]
Dont know how this whole thing started
There was a crowd and then we parted
Dont know if Ill ever go back
Its a long way across all of this black
Here I am in my bucket today
In the middle
Here I am in my bucket today
In the middle
They got a mule they call sal
Bulldozing up canal walls
Theyre gonna tap that icecap too
When they do theyre gonna make that green map blue
The weather is finally getting warm
And the weather is really getting warm
Dont know how this whole thing started
There was a cloud and then it parted
Dont know if Ill ever go back
Thats how I felt when I left that tarmac
Here I am in my bucket today
In the middle
Here I am in my bucket today
In the middle
song performed by by Frank Black
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Washed Away
It's hard to tell
what exactly is streaking my face
the water pouring over me
or the water leaving my eyes
Trying to use the scolding hot water
use it to wash away everything
the world
the pain
The warm water
running over me
then to the drain
taking nothing with it
The cool water
flowing into the drain
none of the pain circling with it
no matter how much I want it to
The cold water
making me shiver
numbing me
inside and out
Ice cold water
freezing my veins
finally ridding me of pain
leaving nothing
The only sign of life
is the slight shiver
I get when I think of what happen
when I think of her.
poem by Kaysen Fraker
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