If you want to win a race you have to go a little berserk.
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If you want to win anything - a race, yourself, your life - you have to go a little berserk.
quote by George A. Sheehan
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Nervous Breakdown
Im about to have a nervous breakdown
My head really hurts
If I dont get the hell outta here
Im gonna go berserk, cause
Im crazy and Im hurt
Head on my shoulders
Im going berserk
Always talk the same old talk
The same old lies
You see the way I am
You stop anytime you can, cause
Im crazy and Im hurt
Head on my shoulders
Im going berserk
Im crazy and Im hurt
Head on my shoulders
Im going berserk
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Nervous Breakdown
Im about to have a nervous breakdown
My head really hurts
If I dont get the hell outta here
Im gonna go berserk, cause
Im crazy and Im hurt
Head on my shoulders
Im going berserk
Always talk the same old talk
The same old lies
You see the way I am
You stop anytime you can, cause
Im crazy and Im hurt
Head on my shoulders
Hm going berserk
Im crazy and Im hurt
Head on my shoulders
Im going berserk
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Nervous Breakdown
Im about to have a nervous breakdown
My head really hurts
If I dont get the hell outta here
Im gonna go berserk, cause
Im crazy and Im hurt
Head on my shoulders
Im going berserk
Always talk the same old talk
The same old lies
You see the way I am
You stop anytime you can, cause
Im crazy and Im hurt
Head on my shoulders
Hm going berserk
Im crazy and Im hurt
Head on my shoulders
Im going berserk
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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french Fries -context-2nd World War-1940-fall Of France
An owl hoots, hoots, hoots, hoots
A dog barks, barks, barks, barks
Then some boots, boots, boots, boots
Uproots, uproots, uproots, uproots
The night lurks, lurks, lurks, lurks
Red wines bespatter,
French fries berserk, berserk, berserk, berserk
As the tall neighbours jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk
There rents the air some surrealists
The face of renaissance recaptured nationalists
No ikebana for my darling in Paris
As scenaries take on cemetaries
And greenaries take on apothecaries
Some invitations dugging heccatomb
Our menu-guns, missiles, mortar and a bomb.
Some toddler girls hanging for apricots
Uproar the gargantuan mascots
Come bigots,
Come faggots,
All yield in to the zealots
Ablaze relaxes a man
In some shabby agonized catamaran
His cries laughed away;
His worries withered away;
Is he the last to give in?
For Paris to Berlin.
04/03/2009
Race Of Veterans
RACE of veterans! Race of victors!
Race of the soil, ready for conflict! race of the conquering march!
(No more credulity's race, abiding-temper'd race;)
Race henceforth owning no law but the law of itself;
Race of passion and the storm.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Berserk and Charming Man
A berserk man is a charming one,
Childlike in his being, in boiling point.
Bitter moments are remembered,
Decorous life shall inhibit his trials
From taking victory.
Ceaseless life manages moments
Just about boundless, full in lustre.
The berserk man clumsily munches
On and on, feeding his frenzy with
Unions and betrayals, of a higher
Form of justice that he is so proud of.
Cheap and cloudy are the inner workings
Of his mind - the real object, the actual object.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Slave To The Wage
Run away from all your boredom
Run away from all your whoredom and wave
Your worries and cares
Goodbye
All it takes is one decision
A lot of guts, a little vision to wave
Your worries and cares
Goodbye
Its a maze for rats to try
Its a maze for rats to try
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Sick and tired of maggies farm
Shes a bitch with broken arms to wave
Your worries and cares
Goodbye
Its a maze for rats to try
Its a maze for rats to try
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Burn away
Run away, run away
Run away, run away
Run away, run away
Run away, run away
song performed by by Placebo
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Alankar (Decor) -35
The Giddy(Catena Rondo)
When all compulsions swirl around
Born the Giddy by its stature
Frenzy is the Giddy's feature
When all compulsions swirl around
Born the Giddy by its stature
Menaced to menace imbalanced
All chores incomplete unbalanced
Born the Giddy by its stature
Menaced to menace imbalanced
A responsive dad unable
Inattentive pitiable
Menaced to menace imbalanced
A responsive dad unable
Amid all tantrum, conundrum
Menacing Giddy born there from
A responsive dad unable
Amid all tantrum, conundrum
Berserk goes the whole family
Spending, saving clash so badly
Amid all tantrum, conundrum
Berserk goes the whole family
When all compulsions swirl around
lost is free will and peace abound
Berserk goes the whole family
When all compulsions swirl around
Born the Giddy by its stature
Frenzy is the Giddy's feature
When all compulsions swirl around
poem by Indira Renganathan
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They were saying, 'Keep this under your hat, but Jack Sparrow's going to die in the second movie.' I went, 'You're kidding me. The fans are going to go berserk.'
quote by Geoffrey Rush
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A Race Already Won
We’re in a race already won, in the race we daily run,
It is the race we call life, won for us by Jesus Christ,
A race we run so many ways, living out all our days,
Racing upon this earth, for a crown of Eternal worth.
As we run for that prize, in this race, we fix our eyes,
On The Author of our faith, guiding us by His Grace,
For as we live this daily life, we run into undue strife,
Difficulties along our way, we go through every day.
We remember as we run, that the race has been won,
For this Truth we receive, when, in Christ, we believe,
Our Lord, in Who we trust, won this race for all of us,
When He finished at Calvary, providing to us Victory.
So when we run into a test, in our Lord, we shall rest,
As we are in God’s Hand, when we don’t understand,
So in the midst of the race, we simply seek His face,
Then He gives to us peace, as we run doesn’t cease.
Anyone today can choose, this race, they can’t lose,
The race that’s been won, by Jesus, God’s own Son,
And to Him alone we raise, as a victor, eternal praise,
As we gain Eternal Life, in this race with Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©01/2010)
In a More Receptive Mood
If it's going to be about race,
Today.
Let us vow to say...
That race is for the taste of life.
And we keep a pace to make it right.
If it's going to be about race,
Today.
And if it is about race,
Today.
Let's pray to race for harmony and peace.
And show there is a life believed with liberties,
We ourselves achieve.
Chase we must those shadows away.
And those gray clouds created,
To shade the brightest colors to fade.
And if it is about race,
Today.
Our hearts must remain wide open.
To initiate another fate...
That places us in a more receptive mood.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Science In You
Science is earn t by honest men of work,
Intelligent beings are striving and striding, not going berserk.
poem by Naveed Akram
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In the final analysis this congressional race is always going to be a close race, whether there's a presidential race or governor's race or not. But is this a better year? Yes, this would probably be a better year.
quote by Baron Hill
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My friend is thinking about his race
i want to have somebody to talk
my friend is thinking about his race
i want to take somebody out to have a good meal
my friend is thinking about his race
i want to talk about his interest with him
my friend is thinking about his race
i want to really teach my friend a thing or two
my friend is thinking about his race
i want to tell him to have wider look of life
my friend is thinking about his race
i want to cheer everything up with him
my friend is thinking about his race
i want to tell him he is living like a stone
my friend is thinking about his race
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Alankar(Decor) -69
Their Race Yet Not Over(Kyrielle Poem)
a narrative, it tells a story.
stanzaic, in quatrains.
syllabic, each line is 8 syllables. in iambic tetrameter.
written with a refrain in the 4th line of the quatrain.
rhyme scheme may vary. Quatrain options abaB, cbcB, dbdB
Their race yet not over with that
Else way tortoise as thought to race
To run, to swim in halves, to work-
Agreed the hare willing to race
Starting speeded with hare on land
Plodding slowed with tortoise to race
To help the river came on hand
Swam fast tortoise won first the race
Knowing not to swim the hare lost
Foolish was his challenge to race
Judging oneself the best way last
Is the way best to win the race
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Race
Lie down, [fair 1//pheromone], and come away
Till the rain is over and gone
G-g-gimme the beat now (face the music)
Lead line (face the music)
If the air is a little thick in this room 2nite
I reckon its the result of an onslaught of separatist rookies
Overcome by this colorful sight
Talkin so fast that even they
Talkin so fast that even they
Dont know what they mean
Of all the things that base a rhyme
How is it that u everytime
Regurgitate the racist lines that keep us apart?
Thank God this aint monopoly
Ud make us all go back 2 start
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
I gotcha
Race
Race
Check it
Three seats over theres a lady black
Entrusted 2 her care is a little white girl
And the fact of the matter is
Before her momma or another kid at school
Tells her about the fallacy that 1 race rules over the other
Shed be a much-better-off-left fool (face the music)
If we never heard about the evils that those before us committed
Then how my dear, tell me now how my dear, tell me now how now would we know
And then the band say
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
I gotcha
Race
Race
(face the music)
D-d-down with h-i-s-t-o-r-y and all this bs propagandi
Keepin u from me and me from u as we grow
I dont wanna know (I dont wanna know)
Why those before us hated each other
Id rather believe they never did
Id rather believe (Id rather, Id rather believe)
That theres hope 4 a kid
And if he imitates the best
I guess thats what Ill try 2 be
And I will let the rest dissolve with my guitar underneath the sea
Race
(face face face face face)
Face the music (face the music)
Face the music
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
Get it?
Race
Got it
Race
Face the music
Race race
(face face face the music)
Race race
(face face face the music)
Race race
Race race
(face-f-face the music)
Race
song performed by by Prince
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Our Home Is Faraway From There
on the last day
our nerves went berserk
at the 29th floor
we viewed the
river again
and since it is so cold
we closed the
glass window
and now we
remember what you
have long said
about what home
really is....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Deaf And Dumb
Are you sleeping with hate?
I wanted to know, does it have a meaning?
For we human beings, any equals in plants and animals?
There was this audacious betrayal of a brute force
to behead a beautiful lass, a scion of fine race.
The baby king was still sleeping in his tomb.
Tut, we were talking of a Kamikaze attack on
Tutenkhamun. Living in piece meals, walking
Alongside the wall only, fear writ large on the face
the moon birth had gone waste. Eye donors were
waiting for the vision in darkness of violence,
the hstages were thrown out limb by limb,
the crazy world going berserk. Somebody
was carring flowers on the beach. My words
were losing the edge. I was dreaming of only bleeders.
Satish Verma
poem by Satish Verma
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You had to decompress the pressure before the race. I taught my heart to relax. I lay down before the race. It gave me more energy just before the race.
quote by Emerson Fittipaldi
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