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Pat O'Brien knows nothing. He's on the Hell express.

quote by Rob Corddry
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Trans-Europe Express

Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Rendezvous on Champs-Elysees
Leave Paris in the morning on T.E.E.
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
In Vienna we sit in a late-night cafe
Straight connection, T.E.E.
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
From station to station
back to Dusseldorf City
Meet Iggy Pop and David Bowie
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express

song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Trans Europa Express

Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Rendez-vous auf den Champs Elysees
Verlass Paris am Morgen mit dem TEE
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
In Wien sitzen wir im Nachtcafe
Direkt Verbindung TEE
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Wir laufen 'rein in Duesseldorf City
Und treffen Iggy Pop und David Bowie

song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Fairhaven

Chris Messina, Rich Sommer, Tom O'Brien, Sarah Paulson, Alexie Gilmore, Natalie Gold, Tom O'Brien

from Fairhaven (2012)
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Glad To Be Happy

Yesterday I was glad that I m happy
I don't know the reason to be,
But I danced with the tune as
I am glad to be happy

Unable to express I started playing drums
Don't know how to hold that one
But trying as I am glad
But it sounds damn hell

So unable to express again
This time with a guitar I begin
Hardly a minute and 3 rd one gone
Still I m glad to be happy
I don't know the reason to be..

So unable to express again
This time in painter's style
Trying a country side
But it was almost suicide
It turns out to be a modern art
And was 1st in that chart
Still unable to express
That I m glad to be happy

Trying to express again
But don't know what to do
I m not a drummer nor a guitarist
Nor a painter or any artiest

So searching someone to express
I called u up and said
I m glad that I am happy
I don't know the reason to be…

poem by Jaideep Garg
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Card Swapping

O’Brien brought
cigarette cards

to school
and showed you

what he had
in the playground

and Davis said
who’s the dame?

Veronica Lake
O’ Brien said

holding the card out
between finger and thumb

Sutcliffe took hold of it
and held it close

to his eyes
not bad

he said
you looked over

Sutcliffe’s shoulder
my dad likes her

you said studying
the picture

taking it
from Sutcliffe’s hand

who else you got?
Davis asked

and O’Brien fingered
through the pack

mostly soccer players
and the odd movie star

he said
hey got any Marilyn Monroe?

Sutcliffe said
gazing short-sightedly

at O’Brien’s hands
what’s a matter Eddie

got the hots for her?
Davis laughed

and Sutcliffe pulled
a face

wouldn’t say no
he muttered

wouldn’t say no?
O’Brien said

why Eddie you wouldn’t know
one end of a dame

from the other
you’d end up kissing

the wrong cheeks
Sutcliffe pulled a face

I’ll swap you
for the Veronica Lake

you said
holding it close

to your school jumper
sure

O’Brien said
and you swapped him

with a soccer player
you had three of

and he took it
and tucked it in his pack

and you put Veronica
in your jacket pocket

nice and snug
between the pages

of a jotting book
save and sound

waiting for
your bedtime look.

poem by Terry Collett
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John Doe: Vigilante

Daniel Lissing, Jamie Bamber, Lachy Hulme, Paul O'Brien, Paul O'Brien, Sam Parsonson, Harry Pavlidis, Bryce Hardy, Louise Crawford

by Stephen M. Coates from John Doe: Vigilante (2014)
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Lay Me Down

(l. stansfield/i. devaney/a. morris)
Hes warmer than the radiator
Sweeter than caramel
The way he weaves his madness
And it puts me in a spell
He twists me round his finger
And I enjoy it so
Hold me in his tender arms
And never let me go
Hell never let me go
Never let me go
Never let me go
Chorus:
Do, down, lay me down (x4)
Theres never complication
Hell never compromise
His kisses never ending
And they send me to the sky
Hes understanding
And hell never let me down
He fills me up with passion
And hell always be around
Hell always be around
Hell always be around
Always be, he will always be around
Do, down, lay me down (x2)
You hear what I say
Do, down, lay me down (x3)
Hell never let me down
Do, down, lay me down
Do you know what it means to me
Do, down, lay me down
And hes everything, oh baby
Hell always be around
Hell always be around
Hell always be around
Hell always be, hell always be around

song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Gasmask Revival

Yeah! Youll have to wear this my friend
Youll have to throw rocks once again
Hurry up get yourselves together
Because its for now and for the future
Hold your breath, control your fear
Remember why youre here
Everything else will go wrong
Unless this has settled down
Just keep it in mind
Its a good day to express yourself
Its a nice day to raise hell as well
Thats the way Im feeling too
Youre waiting here and you dont have a clue
Beyond the fence theyre watching you
And there is not much you can do
We are saying no more lies
Tear gas wont make us cry
Stand for your right and yell my son
And dont forget what they have done
No, Im no more a good citizen and never was
Its a good day to express yourself
Its a nice day to raise hell as well
I got hit by a rock on the head
And now Im seeing red

song performed by by Voivod
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Friend In Need

O’Brien went to the same school
as you and used to thieve from

local shops and kid’s pockets and
bags and from the teacher’s desk

and probably from his mother and
father if he was at home asleep in

his chair and he used to take things
openly from the tuck shop without

paying and borrow things and not
give them back. O’Brien was your

best friend at school but never stole
from you for some reason anyhow.

You often wonder what happened
to him and what he’s doing now.

poem by Terry Collett
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It's a poem thing

A poem is a thing to express your feelings,
A poem is a thing to express your rageing...

A poem is a thing to express your sadness,
A poem is a thing to express your madness...

A poem is a thing to express your heart,
A poem is a thing to express your art...

A poem is a thing to express your real self,
A poem is a thing to express your necessities that are more than art...

A poem is a thing to know,
A poem it a thing we all should and could know...

This is what a poem thing should show...

poem by Alexandra Greif
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Love Is Hell

There's strange weather in the back of the room
And she's pretty, Jesse's spinning the tunes
Eyelashes, and some white leather boots
God, what have I been drinking?
I could be serious but I'm just kiddin' around
I could be anything, anything but sticking around
Love is hell
Love is hell
Love is . . . hell
Is . . .hell
It's raining, I can see it outside
Funny I'm still in it
Just sitting here with Johnny and Raph'
Untll the room starts spinning
I could be serious but I'm just kiddin' around
I could be anything, nothing, whatever, oh well
Love is hell
Love is hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Is . . . hell

song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Express Your Conundra

Breathe, call me, talk, speak, and yell
Express yourself, quit giving me hell
Whisper, hum, sing, complain
And shock me; your words will not sink in vain
Through the pipes of my ears
Tell me about it, talk to me about your fears
Teach me; inform me, converse with me
Please make my life easier and my nights easy.

You drive me crazy when you don’t express yourself
A world without words and signs is senseless
Describe the landscapes, the skies; do your best
Okay, you are free to begin your sentences with f
You can say it, express yourself, and talk to me
Mum the words, say something, anything
Use your tongue to beautify the hills and the sea
Blow me kisses in winter, summer and spring.

And never be afraid to make mistakes
Humans were born to err
And to have their situations corrected.

poem by Hebert Logerie
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Gonna Raise Hell

Words and music by rick nielsen
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Ambition? ha!
If all Ive heard is true,
Theres nothin much I can do
To change the world, its irreversible.
But in what it lacks,
Its got a taste that smacks of somethin irresistable.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Submission? yes!
Now I wont name names, and a secrets a secret,
But a hints a hint or a clue.
You really wanna know, you really wanna go,
Theres only two things you got to do.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
My mission? ah, yes!
Everybody hear? everybody here,
Its a fate I all agree.
Sometimes you win, I never lose,
To me its no mystery.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
(repeat to coda)

song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Autumn In The South

In April when the first cool days
Foretell of winter's coming frost,
And waning sun's soft golden rays
Shine weaker now that summer's lost;
When morning mists, in veils of grey,
The trees along the river cloak,
Until the breezes blow away
The clinging mist, like clouds of smoke.
Then under skies of palest blue,
In these clear days before the cold,
The trees that shed their gowns bestrew
The fading green with flecks of gold.

© Dennis N. O'Brien,2011 - 2012

poem by Dennis N. O'Brien
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Go To Hell

Now if your mind lies in the Devil's workshop
And evil duens your thrill
And trouble and mischief is all you live for
You know darn well
That you'll go to hell
So you're living high and mighty
Rich off the fat of the land
Just don't dispose of your natural soul
'cos you know darn well
That you'll go to hell
I say hell
Where your natural soul burns
Hell
Where you pay for your sins
Hell
Keep your children from wrongdoing
'cos you know darn well
That they'll go to hell.
I say hell
Man, woman were created
Hell
To live for eternity
Hell
With an apple they ate from the tree of hate
So you know darn well
That they went to hell
Now Satan was an angel in heaven
But he stirred up trouble and woe
So the LORD commanded that the Devil be branded
So you know darn well
He went to hell
Yeah, he went to hell
Yeah, he went to hell
He went to hell.

song performed by by Nina Simone
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Burning Hell

Women got legs, men got pants
I got the picnic, you got the ants,
Put it in the fire heaven knows
Take my torch and touch your toes in hell
Its a burning hell
You can burn in hell
Its a burning hell
You can burn in hell
Its a burning hell
Women dont fret, boys dont bet
Let me see your silhouette in hell
Women above me take my love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Its a burning hell
Its a burning hell
Baby, baby, baby, Im hell
Its a burning hell
Girl stop moving, boy behave
Baby, Ill put you in an early grave in hell
Love on the ceiling, love on the floor
Im gonna leave you burning for more
Burn in the country, burn downtown
All the best people are burning down in hell, hell, ah hell
Its a burning hell
Youll burn in hell
Its a big, burning, giant, colossal matter
Hell
Oh baby, Im hell
Burn, burn, burn!

song performed by by REM
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Shared Cigarette

O’Brien held the cigarette tight
Between forefinger and thumb
He placed it between lips and
Inhaled. Danny Davis wanted
A drag too and Eddie Sutcliffe
Stood like a young pup waiting
For his chew on the bone. They
Watched the end of the cigarette
Flare up in the early winter cold
Eddie rubbed his hands together
In anticipation. You kept an eye
Out for school prefects or any
Odd teacher who might happen
To venture forth into the school
Playground. I liberated this from
My dad’s packet, O’Brien said
Taking the cigarette from his lips
And passing it over to Davis who
Took a quick drag then gave it to
Sutcliffe who held it like a girl
Having her first kiss. No one was
Coming, so you had a quick drag
After Eddie had left drips of dribble
And inhaled the smoke. O’Brien
Made a comment about some
Girl he’d had or so he said the
Night before. Davis guffawed
Loudly, but Sutcliffe stood there
Opened mouthed while you
Half smiled and wondered if it
Was true about the girl’s arse
Or just some smutty joke

poem by Terry Collett
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Hell Bent For Leather

Seek him here, seek him on the highway
Never knowing when hell appear
All await, engines ticking over
Hear the roar as they sense the fear
Wheels! a glint of steel and a flash of light!
Screams! from a streak of fire as he strikes!
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Black as night, faster than a shadowcrimson flare from a raging sun
An exhibition, of sheer precision
Yet no one knows from where he comes
Fools! self destruct cannot take that crown
Dreams! crash one by one to the ground
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Theres many who tried to prove that theyre faster
But they didnt last and they died as they tried
Theres many who tried to prove that theyre faster
But they didnt last and they died as they tried
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather

song performed by by Judas Priest
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The Harrows

Our harrows to a triangle would fold,
And so they'd stay until there was the need
To work the ground and harrow in the seed;
But now as warmer days replaced the cold;
As winter's icy grip released its hold,
The time had come to plant the fields that we'd
Ploughed well and deep to grow our summer feed,
As westward billowed clouds, and thunder rolled.

The harrows hitched - but then a shrill protest;
For there upon them woven neat and round
A wagtail and her mate had built their nest
And from it softly came a plaintive sound
As bravely parents chided on the wing;
And so we borrowed harrows all that spring.

Sonnet #9

© Dennis N. O'Brien,2012

poem by Dennis N. O'Brien
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By The Time I Get To Phoenix

(jim webb)
By the time I get to phoenix hell be risin
Hell find the note I left hangin on his door
And hell laugh when he reads the part that says Im leavin
cause Ive left that man so many times before
By the time I make albuquerque hell be workin
Hell probably stop at lunch and give me a call
But hell just hear that phone keep on ringin
Off the wall, thats all
By the time I make oklahoma hell be sleepin
Hell turn softly and call my name out low
And hell cry just to think Id really leave him
Though time and time Ive tried to tell him so
Oh, he just didnt know
I would really go
I would really go

song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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