That's such a thrill - a story I wrote at the beginning of my career, and it's still packin' the house.
quote by Anne McCaffrey
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Packin Up
(margie hendrix)
So if I give up (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Packin up (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Im not chained and Im no longer bound
Said if I get up (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of town)
Oh yeah (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Im not chained and Im no longer bound
My suitcases ready
My clothes are too
And these are the things
You took me through
My friends told me
All about you
That men are evil
The things you do
And I keep on (Im not chained and Im no longer bound)
And then Im packin (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Oh yeah (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Im not chained and Im no longer bound
Now that Im gone
Just look at me
Im looking better than
Any girl you see
Ive gotta brand new clothes
I gotta diamond ring
I gotta brand new man
He give me everything
So keep on (Im not chained and Im no longer bound)
And then Im movin (movin movin)
Oh, movin (movin movin)
And I gotta move (movin movin)
And I wanna move (movin movin)
Oh yeah (movin movin)
And I gotta move (movin movin)
And I gotta move (movin movin)
And I gotta move (movin movin)
Start packin up (movin movin)
Start packin up (movin movin)
Start packin up (movin movin)
Movin out of town (movin movin)
Alright (movin movin)
Yeah, yeah (movin movin)
Start packin up (movin movin)
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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As far as I am concerned, the first episode of Buffy was the beginning of my career. It was the first time I told a story from start to finish the way I wanted.
quote by Joss Whedon
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Outside Looking In
Its over now, the thing we had
I aint sorry, babe, I just feel mad
You walk real pretty and you talk real fine
Night after night you wrote the lines
My lifes the same story
Again and again
I m on the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
Hey, make-believe aint real
I dont doubt the way I feel
You walk real pretty and you talk real sweet
Well babe I was born in the driving seat
My lifes the same story
Again and again
I m on the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
Yes i m on the outside looking in
Its over now, the thing we had
I aint sorry, babe, I just feel mad
You walk real pretty and you talk real fine
Night after night you wrote the lines
My lifes the same story
Beginning to end
Beginning to end
I m on the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
Yes i m on the outside looking in
Yes I am
Yes I guess I am
Baby i m on the outside looking in
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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After Leaving Las Vegas I did assume that things would get a lot easier than they've been. But it's just been a mirror of the way my career's been from the beginning, so for it to have changed would have been strange. My career has never been perfect.
quote by Elisabeth Shue
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Your job is not your career
I responsible to my job, I fight for my career
I bound to job, I grow with career
Job is described, career is developed
Job is fulfilled, career is achieved
Job is for living, career is for life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I'm Packing You In
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Bryan Adams - Hey Honey - I'm Packin' You In!
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Had enough of your crazy ways
Had enough of your leavin' for days
Don't wanna hear you waggin' your chin
Sick 'n' tired of your noisy din
Don't want another kick on the shin
Hey honey - I'm packin' you in!
Had enough of your faddy diets
I can't wait for a real good fry up
I'm getting bored of microwave cookin'
And you tellin' me how awful I'm lookin'
Don't wanna hear how you gotta be thin
Hey honey - I'm packin' you in
Chorus
I don't wanna be the joke of the party
I just wanna be back where I started
I'm gettin' out before the goin' gets grim
So hey honey - I'm packin' you in
Had enough of you hangin' round bars
And crashin' up my favourite car
Sick 'n' tired of this and that and ya askin' for favours
And usin' up my brand new razors
Don't want another cut on my chin
Hey honey - I'm packin' you in
Chorus
No point in hangin' round with a restless heart
Don't wanna let you down but I'm blowin' this town
For a brand new start
I want out - you want in
Forget about that weddin' ring!
Had enough of your hand in the til
Sick 'n' tired of your credit card bills
Get on back to your next of kin
Hey honey...
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Shall I Tell You A Story?
Shall I tell you a story about a mouse
That lived in the wall of a very old house?
He dined on scraps that fell from the table
And dodged the cat whenever he was able.
Shall I tell you a story about a cat
Who sat by the fire, on a lovely warm mat?
He'd prowl the house with a haughty strut,
But would stay out of range of the yapping mutt!
Shall I tell you a story about a pup,
Who next to his master's feet would curl up?
A more faithful friend you never will see.
His name 'True Blue' fits him to a tee!
Shall I tell you a story about a man
Who muddles along the best that he can,
With his dog, and his cat, and even the mouse?
Contented, they stay in that ramshackle house.
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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Is That Askin' Too Much
(Donny Lowery/Craig Wiseman)
Some people say theres no American dream
I hear them talkin' but they dont say a thing
I still believe youve got to give it to get
Baptize your every aspiration in sweat
I vow my head each night and roll up my sleeves
Cause buddy its a long hard road to Easy Street
Where all the cars go
Fast, fast, fast
When you step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road
I want a great big house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I aint never known
Is that asking too much
Am I over the line
Am I way out of touch
Tell me am I losing my mind
I know I wont never get enough
Is that asking too much
Ive never been accused of dreaming too small
I never saw no shame in wanting it all
I guess thats just the curse of being born poor
No matter what you got you always want more
Everybody wants a lot, a little inside
Im not the only one with hungry eyes
That wants a car that goes
Fast, fast, fast
When you step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road
I want a great bid house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Man, givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I aint never known
Is that asking too much
Am I over the line
Am I way out of touch
Tell me am I losing my mind
I know I wont never get enough
Is that asking too much
I just wanna go fast, fast, fast
When I step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road
I want a great big house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Man givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I aint never known
When I step on the gas, gas, gas
You know I wanna go fast, fast, fast
Nobody better ever pass me up going down the road
I gotta build me a house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Man, givin' me a thrill, thrill, thrill I aint never known
Now is that asking too much...
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Is That Asking Too Much
(donny lowery/craig wiseman)
Some people say theres no american dream
I hear them talking but they dont say a thing
I still believe youve got to give it to get
Baptize your every aspiration in sweat
I vow my head each night and roll up my sleeves
cause buddy its a long hard road to easy street
Where all the cars go
Fast, fast, fast
When you step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road
I want a great big house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I aint never known
Is that asking too much
Am I over the line
Am I way out of touch
Tell me am I losing my mind
I know I wont never get enough
Is that asking too much
Ive never been accused of dreaming too small
I never saw no shame in wanting it all
I guess thats just the curse of being born poor
No matter what you got you always want more
Everybody wants a lot, a little inside
Im not the only one with hungry eyes
That wants a car that goes
Fast, fast, fast
When you step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road
I want a great bid house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Man, givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I aint never known
Is that asking too much
Am I over the line
Am I way out of touch
Tell me am I losing my mind
I know I wont never get enough
Is that asking too much
I just wanna go fast, fast, fast
When I step on the gas, gas, gas
Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road
I want a great big house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Man givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I aint never known
When I step on the gas, gas, gas
You know I wanna go fast, fast, fast
Nobody better ever pass me up going down the road
I gotta build me a house on the hill
Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills
Man, givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I aint never known
Now is that asking too much
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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The Beginning and The End
The beginning and the end
Every moment the beginning and the end
Every breath the beginning and the end
Every thought the beginning end the end
Every feeling the beginning and the end
Every choice the beginning and the end
Every action he beginning and the end
Every breath the beginning and the end
The beginning and the end
Always together the beginning and the end
Nothing separates the beginning and the end
It is all one the beginning and the end
poem by Maria Manias
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The Note You Never Wrote
Later on, the story goes,
A bottle floated out to sea.
After days, when it had found the perfect spot,
It opened up,
And I read the note that you never wrote to me
After all, Im sure you know,
The mayor of baltimore is here.
After days now he can finally appear,
Now at last hes here,
But he never is gonna get my vote,
cause he never is gonna get a quote
From the little note
That you never wrote to me.
Further on, along the line,
I was arrested on the shore,
Holding papers of governments galore.
I was taken in,
But I read the note that you never wrote.
Yes, I read the note that you never wrote.
Oh, I read the note that you never wrote to me.
To me.
To me.
To me.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Hey Honey - I'm Packin' You In!
Had enough of your crazy ways
Had enough of your leavin' for days
Don't wanna hear you waggin' your chin
Sick 'n' tired of your noisy din
Don't want another kick on the shin
Hey honey - I'm packin' you in!
Had enough of your faddy diet!
I can't wait for a real good fry up
I'm gettin' bored of microwave cookin'
And you tellin' me how awful I'm lookin'
Don't wanna hear how you gotta be thin
Hey honey - I'm packin' you in!
I don't wanna be the joke of the party
I just wanna be back where I started
I'm gettin' out before the goin' gets grim
So hey honey - I'm packin' you in!
Had enough of you hangin' round bars
And crashin' up my favorite car
Sick 'n' tired of this and that and ya askin' for favours
And usin' up my brand new razors
Don't want another cut on my chin
Hey honey - I'm packin' you in!
I don't wanna be the joke of the party
I just wanna be back where I started
I'm gettin' out before the goin' gets grim
So hey honey - I'm packin' you in!
No point in hangin' round with a restless heart
Don't wanna let you down but I'm blowin' this town
For a brand new start
I want out - you want in
Forget about that weddin' ring!
Had enough of your hand in the til
Sick 'n' tired of your credit card bills
Get on back to your next of kin
Hey honey..
song performed by by Bryan Adams from Waking Up The Neighbours
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No More
I wrote my name on the seashore
The waves came and it was no more
I wrote my name in the air
The wind came and it was no more
I wrote my name in the sky
The clouds came and it was no more
I wrote my name in the puddles
The sun came and it was no more
i wrote my name in the dust
The rain came and it was no more
One day Gabriel wrote my name
and alas! i was no more
poem by Humna Hamid
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Hey Honey - Im Packing You In!
Had enough of your crazy ways
Had enough of your leavin for days
Dont wanna hear you waggin your chin
Sick n tired of your noisy din
Dont want another kick on the shin
Hey honey - Im packin you in!
Had enough of your faddy diet!
I cant wait for a real good fry up
Im gettin bored of microwave cookin
And you tellin me how awful Im lookin
Dont wanna hear how you gotta be thin
Hey honey - Im packin you in!
I dont wanna be the joke of the party
I just wanna be back where I started
Im gettin out before the goin gets grim
So hey honey - Im packin you in!
Had enough of you hangin round bars
And crashin up my favorite car
Sick n tired of this and that and ya askin for favours
And usin up my brand new razors
Dont want another cut on my chin
Hey honey - Im packin you in!
I dont wanna be the joke of the party
I just wanna be back where I started
Im gettin out before the goin gets grim
So hey honey - Im packin you in!
No point in hangin round with a restless heart
Dont wanna let you down but Im blowin this town
For a brand new start
I want out - you want in
Forget about that weddin ring!
Had enough of your hand in the til
Sick n tired of your credit card bills
Get on back to your next of kin
Hey honey..
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Hey Honey - Im Packin You In!
Had enough of your crazy ways
Had enough of your leavin for days
Dont wanna hear you waggin your chin
Sick n tired of your noisy din
Dont want another kick on the shin
Hey honey - Im packin you in!
Had enough of your faddy diet!
I cant wait for a real good fry up
Im gettin bored of microwave cookin
And you tellin me how awful Im lookin
Dont wanna hear how you gotta be thin
Hey honey - Im packin you in!
I dont wanna be the joke of the party
I just wanna be back where I started
Im gettin out before the goin gets grim
So hey honey - Im packin you in!
Had enough of you hangin round bars
And crashin up my favorite car
Sick n tired of this and that and ya askin for favours
And usin up my brand new razors
Dont want another cut on my chin
Hey honey - Im packin you in!
I dont wanna be the joke of the party
I just wanna be back where I started
Im gettin out before the goin gets grim
So hey honey - Im packin you in!
No point in hangin round with a restless heart
Dont wanna let you down but Im blowin this town
For a brand new start
I want out - you want in
Forget about that weddin ring!
Had enough of your hand in the til
Sick n tired of your credit card bills
Get on back to your next of kin
Hey honey..
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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In The Day's When We Are Dead
Listen! The end draws nearer,
Nearer the morning—or night—
And I see with a vision clearer
That the beginning was right!
These shall be words to remember
When all has been done and said,
And my fame is a dying ember
In the days when I am dead.
Listen! We wrote in sorrow,
And we wrote by candle light;
We took no heed of the morrow,
And I think that we were right—
(To-morrow, but not the day after,
And I think that we were right).
We wrote of a world that was human
And we wrote of blood that was red,
For a child, or a man, or a woman—
Remember when we are dead.
Listen! We wrote not for money,
And listen! We wrote not for fame—
We wrote for the milk and the honey
Of Kindness, and not for a name.
We paused not, nor faltered for any,
Though many fell back where we led;
We wrote of the few for the many—
Remember when we are dead.
We suffered as few men suffer,
Yet laughed as few men laugh;
We grin as the road grows rougher,
And a bitterer cup we quaff.
We lived for Right and for Laughter,
And we fought for a Nation ahead—
Remember it, friends, hereafter,
In the years when I am dead—
For to-morrow and not the day after,
For ourselves, and a Nation ahead.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Been There Done That
I've seen the devil,
Stared him straight in the eyes.
Danced in his fire on my darkest nights.
Laid in his garden an' I drank his wine.
Slept with temptation to laugh at salvation:
It almost saved me alive.
Oh, I've been there done that, had my thrill:
Ain't goin' back again.
I was the life of every party,
It nearly did me in.
I was the baddest man you've ever seen,
Lord, I wrote the book on sin.
Yeah, I been down that road,
I ain't goin' back again.
I caused more damage than a hurricane.
I broke your heart an' didn't feel a thing. (I walked.)
Then walked away and cursed your name in vain. (Cursed your name.)
But with you as my witness,
You gave me forgiveness,
Now I've got a second chance.
Oh, I've been there done that, had my thrill:
Ain't goin' back again.
I was the life of every party,
It nearly did me in.
I was the baddest man that you've ever seen,
Lord, I wrote the book on sin.
Yeah, I been down that road.
He's knockin' at my door,
Ain't walkin' round here no more.
Been there, done that,
Ain't goin' back again, no!
Instrumental Break.
I was the baddest mother that you've ever seen,
Lord, I wrote the book on sin.
Been there, done that,
Ain't goin' back again.
I was the life of every party,
It nearly did me in.
I was the baddest man that you've ever seen,
Lord, I wrote the book on sin.
Yeah, I been down that road.
I ain't goin' back again,
Oh, no!
Been there, done that.
I was the life of the party, yeah.
(Been there, done that.)
To fade.
song performed by by Van Zant
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Thrill Has Gone
Listening I hear your voice
Together you and I have nothing left to carry on
And Im seeing you slip away
Cause you never cared
You never even realised
Now the thrill has gone
Cause I can see it in your eyes
Now the thrill has gone
And it was you who threw it all away
Now the thrill has gone
Wondering as I look outside
Changes all around
Theres nothing left here to hide
And Im asking you have you lost your soul
Cause you never cared
You never even realised that I wasnt there
Now the thrill has gone
Cause I can see it in your eyes
Now the thrill has gone
And it was you who threw it all away
Now the thrill has gone
Say to me what I want to hear
Say to me what I want to hear
Cause you never cared
You never even realised that I wasnt there
Now the thrill has gone
Cause I can see it in your eyes
Now the thrill has gone
And it was you who threw it all away
Now the thrill has gone
Now the thrill has gone
Cause I can see it in your eyes
Now the thrill has gone
And it was you who threw it all away
Now the thrill has gone
song performed by by Texas
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People have forgotten how to tell a story. Stories don't have a middle or an end any more. They usually have a beginning that never stops beginning.
quote by Steven Spielberg
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Maybe I Was Damon In A Past Life
Maybe I was Damon Runyon in a past time
he died at age 66 which was the year I began my life.
I also write about someone I call the 'Guy'
who maybe is kind of shy.
Damon wrote a play with Dolls & Guys
which was acted out in NYC—very true-not a lie.
I write about a Doll
who is cute and kind of small.
Damon also named his pet _____
almost like mine.
I write about a character with letter
beginning with N—
he was only a sponsor to me—
he wanted to be more than friends—
Just like Damon-
who writes about characters where
he actually supported them
in his writing he actually defends.
Damon also writes about baseball
I don't know baseball at all.
I am more of a poet who story-tells-
I write of the doll character nicknamed Mel.
See baseball is not my cup of tea—
but to Damon he was famous for
being a reporter known around the country.
He even wrote a character named Sarah Brown
I have a character Sarah who lives by a clown.
Little Miss Marker was a play he wrote-
I wrote a poem Little Miss Melodie who sings a note.
His grandfather was from New Jersey just like me
I see a lot of similarities-
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 17,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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