I had friends at school, but I was never part of a gang and I dreamed of that sense of belonging to a group. You know, where people would call me 'Em' and shout across the bar, 'Em, what are you drinking?' after the show.
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R. Gang
Written by John Mellencamp
oow, hahaha ha
Well now to live in this world
Sometimes you gotta get touch
I got me a bunch of boys when the going gets rough
Someone to lean on when their calling my bluff
Someone to .....
Talking about R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang
There were only your friends who died ??
Well now the boy wanna run out with the boys tonight
And the girls are on the corner in a fashion show all right
I got their allmoter dead on my right
You better get great protect on this cool old night
Talking about R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang
There were only your friends who died ??
Well now, if there's a moral to be told
Its just that, growin' up is to growin' old
And when the asses say yeah, I'm doing all right
Well I got my bunch of boys, its Saturday night
Talking about R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang
There were only your friends who died, yeah ??
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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I'm trying to make a case for those people who don't have a sense of belonging that they should have, that there is something really worthwhile in having a sense of belonging, and recasting and looking at our modern history.
quote by Billy Bragg
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School Is Out
(anderson/barge/guida/royster)
(c) - (f) - (g)
(c) no more books and studies
And I can (f) stay out late with my buddies
(c) I can do the things that I wanna do
cause (g) all my cares are through
I can (c) root for the yankees from the bleachers
And dont (f) have to worry bout teachers
And (c) Im so glad that school is out
Well, (g) Im gonna sing and (c) shout!
Chorus:
(school is (g) out)
Everybodys gonna have some fun
(school is (c) out)
Everybodys gonna jump and run
(school is (g) out)
Come on, people, dont you be late
(school is (c) out)
I just got time to take my girl out on a date
(c) school is out at last
And (f) Im so glad I passed
(c) everybody come and go with me
Were gonna have a night with (g) daddy g
People, are you ready, people, are you ready
For the show time, show time thats in your town ?
People, are you ready, people, are you ready
For the show time, show time thats in your town ?
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Never go away
Hi, no dear I am your fancy thought
Got you earnestly and hopefully brought
To hold you in esteem and be a precious pearl
In your head crown to call you a lovely girl
I am part and parcel of your belonging
Dreamed a lot and enough of longing
With beautiful smile you are signing
My name with pen and completely reigning
It is your party and your fellow friends
I am no where to be seen even in the end
Who will know me as your precious stone?
All may enjoy it more when I am gone
I would still stay with you
Look around and pierce through
As the songs and music may catch the tone
You are lost in me as party goes on
You are there as central figure
I am there in middle for sure
You are attraction and shining star
I would never go away very far
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Shout It Out Loud
Well, the nights begun and you want some fun
Do you think youre gonna find it (think youre gonna find it)
You got to treat yourself like number one
Do you need to be reminded (need to be reminded)
It doesnt matter what you do or say
Just forget the things that youve been told
We cant do it any other way
Everybodys got to rock and roll, whoo, oh, oh
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
If you dont feel good, theres a way you could
Dont sit there broken hearted (sit there broken hearted)
Call all your friends in the neighborhood
And get the party started (get the party started)
Dont let em tell you that theres too much noise
Theyre too old to really understand
Youll still get rowdy with the girls and boys
cause its time for you to take a stand, yeah, yeah
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Youve got to have a party
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Turn it up louder
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Everybody shout it now
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Oh yeah
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Hear it gettin louder
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
And everybody shout it now
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
song performed by by Kiss
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1%
All the people I know wanna be left alone
Some people! I don't know?
They wont leave you alone
You gotta be just - be just like them
Biggest gang I know they call the government
Gang is a weapon
That you trade your mind in for
You gotta be just - be just like them
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
Trouble comes down
Like a foot steppin heavy
Shake your fist
At the bitch
Or wave your money
You gotta be right
You gotta be right
Don't be no
Supper for a big fish
With the big lip
And the over -
Bite - bite
You gotta bite
Bite - bite - bite - dabita
Bite - bite - badadabita
Bite - bite - bite - bite
Bite - bite - bite - bite
Sll the people I know wanna be left alone
Some people I don't know?
They wont leave you alone!
You gotta be just - be just like them
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
song performed by by Jane's Addiction from Jane's Addiction
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I met some friends in the end of 10th, beginning of 11th, who were in the popular group so I finished off high school in that group and got to see both sides.
quote by Shane West
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Shout It
Not on this stage to take up space I'm here to communicate face to face
I'll hold my head up high and shout it look you in the eye and shout it
hold my head up high shout it look you in the eye and shout it
criticized for speaking out I guess you don't know what we're about
so I'll hold my head up high and shout its look you in the eye shout it
hold my head up high shout it look you in the eye and shout it
we're just some friends who want to be heard through out music we'll spread our word
trying our best to figure what life is about seeing the good makes me want to shout
shout it there's nothing wrong with saying my part the message I cry is from the heart
won't change my ideas just to please you you've built the walls we're breaking through
song performed by by Youth Of Today
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My Sweet School
School is where one learns,
Kowledge is what one earns,
Teachers, friends are a part of school,
Without them, a school, isnt a school,
A teacher's duty is to teach,
And a student's duty is to breach,
When parents get the complain,
The teacher's trust then, gets hard to retain,
Oh! It's recess,
But to her heart there is no access,
Boy tries to impress girl,
But oh! She's a knurl,
Recess is over and class has resumed,
Next exam, God! I am doomed,
I know I won't pass,
Coz I know Im a bass,
Walking back home in the evening,
It feels like my stress is lessening,
Im happy to be home,
Coz there is every place to roam,
Back to school, early in the morning,
I see it is snowing,
I'm back to a place of learning,
Knowlegde is what Im earning,
School is a source of knowlegde,
The best part in my life is being at this stage,
It includes everything,
And it lacks nothing,
Teachers, friends are a part of a school,
Without which a school isn't a school..............
poem by Sherbanu Molu
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In School
In school so much go's on
You read
You write
Friends are there to help you make it through
Teachers are there to help you learn
You got books
You got computers
In school
You get away from parents
In school
There are people that understand you
There are people that hate you
There are people that look up to you
In school
There are bad lunches
There are packed halls
There are smelly locker rooms
All in school
poem by Sally Minns
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Of Cliques and Monopoly
Doesn't everyone have to forgive themselves
For the half-formed, maladaptive masks
They once wore in youth? In school, I lived for years
Underneath a knitted navy blue cape
All through junior high, worn daily
To disguise newly sprouted breasts
And complementary curves in other places
They must have wondered then
If I had any arms at all, under there?
It was a teenage security blanket extraordinaire
Thank god, the cape finally gave way
Before high school, under it's relentless use.
By high school, I wanted to defy being labeled
Terrified of belonging to one particular sub-group
I lived in a shades-of-blue uniform all year;
Steel blue shirts, navy pants
No bright yelling colors, no makeup..
No school uniform could have been stricter-
I defied both convention and classification
Only my hair was unkempt, always in my eyes
Part of the covert rebellion perhaps:
I was in the army of one.
Since I refused steadfastly to identify with anything
I unwittingly joined ranks with the only group that fit me:
The outcasts. At lunch in the cafeteria; we, the dregs
Of high school society, sat at the edges of the room;
On the very last table; rungs on a ladder going nowhere,
And we fit together like a hinge
Swinging from side to side, as the doors opened,
And more often closed, on our expectations and ambitions:
Only one of us went to the prom
And not the one you would have guessed
One did drugs sometimes, but none of the others ever admitted to it.
I was the closet drinker no one knew about;
Always able to keep a secret, no matter what
My grades were really too high for the outcast group,
But therein lay it's beauty: no where else to go.
I never understood that my decision
To pledge myself to nobody and nothing
Exiled me by default, into the group that nobody wanted to be in
I have always underestimated the effect of decisions
Everything has always been all or nothing; black or white
Which means in monopoly terms, I always had overwhelming
Victories and defeats
And in my now-habitual role of non-conformist,
I have never been
To even a single high school reunion:
Somehow, I think they are not surprised.
poem by Patti Masterman
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Circle Of Amour
Mary, claire, denise and belle
Best friends as far as I could tell
Chearleaders except 4 denise
She was the wild one
She was the beast
She was the one who named the group
The original gang of 4
Mary, claire, denise and belle
Circle of amore
10th grade central in september
That was a year I remember
On this chilly cold afternoon
I overheard the gang in the locker room
Rendezvous, marys house
Dirty words and wine
Needless 2 say they all spend the day
Just counting time, counting time
Halfway through her history class
Denise she kindly raised her hand and asked
If she could be excused (can I be excused? )
Then she ran from school (ran from school) in a hurry,
The other girls, ooh they knew
This is what friends are really 4
Mary, claire, denise and belle
Circle of amore
Circle of amore
Imagination showed a window (imagination)
On a cold september day (ooh)
Leaves are brown (brown), passion sounds (ooh)
Memory self astray
4 hands in the place where the feet connect
(gang of 4)
Circle of sex
In the vicious race 2 maturity
Theyre almost phased from ecstasy
Sweat upon the necks of dames
Loser in the circle game
Cause memories r worth so much more (so much more)
Mary, claire, denise and belle
Circle of amore
(ooh)
Mary, claire, denise and belle
Mary, claire, denise and belle
Circle of amore
Mary, claire, denise and belle
Mary, claire, denise and belle
Circle of amore
Circle of amore
song performed by by Prince
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School Is Not So Cool
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool
We're here 5 days a week
8 hours a day.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
People laugh when we fall
we just have to make a call.
School, School, School
A school is not so cool.
We have to work hard to get good grades
I'm not going to do it no more
I do it everyday.
We cant go on the grass
We cant bother another class
We cant save spots at lunch
We have to go as a bunch.
We have 3 minutes in the hall
I'm always late what a ball.
We have to pay attention
if not we get detention.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
They have to many rules
they play us as fools
if we get A's
the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.
If we get F's
we tell them we need to take a rest.
We always have homework
we never have classwork
they have to many rules
they need to take it cool.
School, School, School,
A school is so not cool!
poem by Chantel Braatz
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Grade
We go to school and we learn
We go to school and we laugh
We go to school and we make friends
We go to school to know life
But parents are thinking something else
You should do better
You should do harder
It's just a year or two do your best
Are grade only part of us?
Does school offer us nothing more than grades?
School teach us how to laugh and cry
School is not only for grade
Please Mom Dad respect that
poem by Custous Angelus
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Stay In School
Stay in school, don't be a fool
A dropout gets left out
A dropout gets pushed out
Show me your name, what does it mean
Show me your ring, you're in the scene
Without an education there is no beginning
With education you are winning
Stay in school, student maintain your cool
It's so hard to get a job now days
Without education just be on your way
Show me your car, what does it prove?
Show me youe diploma, you're in the groove
You don't have to be smart to finish school
But you are a square if you are not there
Dropout, you can start back
Students that are in school
You are on the right track
You can stand around the corner
Watching the school bus go by
You know deep down inside you want to cry
It is good to stop drinking
It is good to stop smoking
When you are thinking about stopping your education
My friend you better start thinking
poem by Leon Thomas Lee
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A School Is So Not Cool
School Is Not So Cool
School, School, School,
A school is not cool
We're here 5 days a week
8 hours a day.
School, School, School,
A school is not cool.
People laugh when we fall
we just have to make a call.
School, School, School
A school is not cool.
We have to work hard to get good grades
I'm not going to do it no more
I do it every day.
We can’t go on the grass
We can’t bother another class
We can’t save spots at lunch
We have to go as a bunch.
We have 3 minutes in the hall
I'm always late what a ball.
We have to pay attention
if not we get detention.
School, School, School,
A school is not cool.
They have too many rules
they play us as fools
if we get A's
the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.
If we get F's
we tell them we need to take a rest.
We always have homework
we never have class work
they have to many rules
they need to take it cool.
School, School, School,
A school is so not cool!
poem by Fahed Sharaf
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Some Of My Best Friends Are Trains
Flashmans in the belfry shouting as loud as he can
Samsons up all night again talking about himself
What a wonderful man
And Im just wild about ronnie
And ronnies just wild about me
I saw him selling winter coats on the portobello road
I thought I bet he wishes he was really working for the nme
When the gang came down here again
And theyre phoning up australia and they call each other names
And they all just wanna look like richard hell and tom verlaine
Some of my best friends are trains
Now stevens in a sweat, he just cant read kerouac books
And robins all excuses, says he cant find much but he does look
He goes up to the playfair
He goes down with the stars
He goes wild all the weekend in a girlfriends car
And he calls me from chelsea and he says its such a thrill
And though I dont believe a word but he keeps me talking
Til the gang come down here again
And theyre phoning up australia and they call each other names
And they all just wanna look like richard hell and tom verlaine
Some of my best friends are trains
And did you ever have
One of those days
Where the worlds wide open
And you can do anything
And you can go anywhere
And you dont have to think
About who youll offend
Every time that you even blink
Im going to the station where a big red train
Is waiting to take me to the country again
Then youll come from yonkers but why should I care
Itll rain and rain for days and days and you know I wont be there
When the gang come down here again
And theyre phoning up australia and they call each other names
And they all just wanna look like richard hell and tom verlaine
Some of my best friends
Yeah the gang come down here again
And theyre calling up australia and theyre scaring all my friends
And they all just wanna look like hell and verlaine
Some of my best friends are trains
song performed by by Waterboys
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I Lost everything
I lost everything all at once.
My world stopped just like that.
My friend ditched me. I'm out of school.
I even lost Monica.
She was sweet, funny, and nice.
She moved out of state.
I won't graduate.
My life is anything but great.
Maryssa ditched me. I don't know if
we're still friends.
My life is terrible.
It should go ahead and end.
I lost everything all at once.
Nothing's right at all.
I need a job so I can move.
So I can independently stand tall.
Like I'm an adult. Not a kid.
Like other people think.
Most people would say my life is good,
but I say my life stinks.
Once you quit school your friends
forget about you.
Take it from me I know.
Believe me I do.
I've lost everything all at once.
Shattered are my dreams.
I need to find a way to realize
exactly what my life means.
I know I've been hateful, but I
have a reason to cry.
If I could speak to God myself
I'd only ask him why?
Why put me through this torment?
I haven't done a thing.
Help me figure out why all my
heart does is sting.
I'm seventeen. I'm too young
for this stress.
I can't sleep at night. My
whole life is a mess.
No one will help me.
Or show me the way.
All people tell me is that
It'll one day be okay.
I have hope that it eventually
will.
So, what do I do till then?
This pain is too damn real.
I've lost evrything all at once.
It hurts too bad.
I want something to call my own.
So, I won't be so sad.
Help me please show me
someone cares.
My life hurts. Sometimes
it's too hard to bare.
Will someone tell me what my life means?
Until then I've lost everything.
poem by Heather Noble
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I Dreamed.
I dreamed a dream and in that dream,
I dreamed that I had dreamed a dream,
Of hope and fairytales come true,
I dreamed a dream and thought of truth,
I dreamed a dream of life and love,
Of fate and angels and God above,
I dreamed a dream of good wishes and friends,
I dreamed a dream I dreaded to end,
But then I woke into my dream,
I dreamed I woke in a world obscene,
I dreamed a dream of violence and hate,
And once again I dreamed of fate,
I dreamed a dream of terror and fear,
I dreamed that each word went unheard,
And so children never spoke a word,
I dreamed a dream of demons and beasts,
I dreamed a dream that ended at last,
I woke in my bed and wondered if,
I dreamed a dream of dreams or if,
I dreamed a dream of truth that night,
And if so I wondered which was truth,
And which was merely a dream.
poem by Emma Wright
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My School Days
Now-a-days where is that cheer,
unless i call up friends to have a beer,
Just like mist gone we are apart in many ways,
But where are my School days.
Now-a-days where is that enthusiasm,
for i bump into people with only sarcasm,
we sail world over on a ship,
unsuccessful even to strike a good friendship,
We have indeed drifted in many ways,
But where are my School days.
Now-a-days where is that laughter,
I hear just laughs to flatter,
true friends were those who where just there,
to say 'Hey we really care'
Scattered are we in many ways,
But where are my School days.
We are born with faces,
and now with a 'book',
we are now connected in many ways,
Where i come to cherish my School days.
poem by Deepak Calyampoondi
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