Flames from the lips may be produced by holding in the mouth a sponge saturated with the purest gasoline.
quote by Harry Houdini
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Flashpoint
I lied
Right to your face
And I'll burn
Eternally in flames
In flames...
Instinct
Has failed me now
Enslaved
By my deceit
Lies sink in like gasoline
Saturates my body
One last spark of dishonesty
And that will be the death of me
Damned
In flames
Damned
In flames (2x)
Lies engulf me
Lies they burn me
Lies they purge me
Lies they free me
Lies sink in like gasoline
Saturates my body
One last spark of dishonesty
And that will be the death of me
Damned
In flames
Damned
In flames (2x)
song performed by by Fear Factory from Demanufacture
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Purest Feeling
Purest feeling
Purest feeling
Well I think Im gonna push it
As far as it will go
Give in to desire
Only you will know
So tell me all your secrets
Ill stick it in your head
I wish I could remember
Everything she said
Purest feeling
Purest feeling
Purest feeling
Purest feeling
Well she could be a saviour
With everything she does
Or some kind of punishment
For people just like us
I dont really believe she understands
Whats happening to me
The sooner that she gets it
The better it will be
Purest feeling
Purest feeling
Purest feeling
Purest feeling
I have got to figure it out
I just want to know
I cant live with it
Purest feeling
Written and performed by: trent reznor
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Gasoline
Houses haunted
I just want to go for a ride
Out an on
Thought Id set this room a light
Left alone
Forever and for crimes unclear
With my patience gone
Someone take me far from here
Burn that gasoline
Yea
Burn that gasoline
New day only
Another day in solitude
Houses honest
Clearly more than I can bare
Drain me all
Before I set my world on fire
I am gone
The sun will never set tonight
Burn that gasoline
Yea
Burn that gasoline
No more forests
Only a can on red
Says danger on it
I have found another way
Burn that gasoline
Yea
Burn that gasoline
Burn it all the way
Burn it all the way
song performed by by Audioslave
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Gasoline Alley Bred
Woman, get your head out of curlers.
Time get your butt out of bed.
Get down your hats and baggage, my child.
Going back home,
going back to the homestead.
I'm a-gonna heat me some water,
and put a shine upon my shoes.
Telephone my ma,
Keep the room above Joe's
'Cause we're coming back,
coming back to the homestead.
Everything is packed,
getting back to the homestead.
This time, this time we'll stay.
I know that we could have made it;
we had ideas in our heads.
And I wish somehow
we could have saved it
but we're Gasoline Alley bred.
Yet the years haven't really been wasted,
and I know it in my head.
We did good for the life that we've tasted
'cause we're Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley bred
Woman, you can really believe it,
I did everything a man could do.
Breaking my back just to make us a dime.
That won't mean a damn
when no one wants to know you.
Woman, I know how you're feeling.
I've seen the hurt upon your face.
How many time do you think that I've cried?
Knowing every day that your heart was getting broken,
holdin' back your pride til you were nearly chokin'
Oh let's get away.
chorus
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
song performed by by Hollies
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Like A Sponge
One day you will realize,
You have become saturated with my love.
And like a sponge,
You have taken what I have given to you for granted.
To absorb as if my giving is unlimited.
And from it you come to go to sometimes run again.
As if there for you to use upon request.
However...
What is next for me is to experience my own happiness.
And to this I can attest,
There has been little to less to detect of your contribution.
That is why I can leave you and be relieved,
What I have is in abundance to be appreciated by someone else.
Who accepts what I have to offer as an exchanging of rewards.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A market is never saturated with a good product, but it is very quickly saturated with a bad one.
quote by Henry Ford
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Flames
Every man is a flame
God the hands that lights us
Satan the lips that blow the wind that seeks to quench us
Our destiny
To stay aflame
We are all flames
Though from different races
Our mission
To ensure that in our desire
To stay flames
We keep as many flames aflame
Together as flames
Our vision burns brighter
Our mission clearer
And the lips that blow the wind
Will only spread us
Never quench us
As flames
We stay close to the hands that light us
And together we remain aflame
poem by Onyeka Omenye
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The Mouth!
Everything that goes mouth is sensual!
the toffee run up and down,
the noise to blow up a tasty gum,
the mouth open in surprise!
Oh! ! ! !
Everything in your mouth is sensual!
the cleaning of its corners with the napkin,
the clicking of his tongue before you saying yes,
the soft against your lips when they meet one another!
Ah! ! ! !
Everything in ours mouth is sensual!
the dropp we exchanged wet through
Ours lips moving slightly,
Our kisses!
Hummm!
Everything in ours bodies is sensual!
what gonna in yours mouth!
What remains in it and
All that comes an goes!
Ui! ! ! ! !
poem by Mirna Morgan
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Gasoline Alley
(rod stewart, ron wood)
I think I know now whats making me sad
Its a yearnin for my own back yard
I realize maybe I was wrong to leave
Better swallow up my silly country pride
Going home, running home
Down to gasoline alley where I started from
Going home, and Im running home
Down to gasoline alley where I was born
When the weathers better and the rails unfreeze
And the wind dont whistle round my knees
Ill put on my weddin suit and catch the evening train
Ill be home before the milks upon the door
Going home, running home
Down to gasoline alley where I started from
Going home, and Im running home
Down to gasoline alley where I was born
But if anything should happen and my plans go wrong
Should I stray to the house on the hill
Let it be known that my intentions were good
Id be singing in my alley if I could
And if Im called away and its my turn to go
Should the blood run cold in my veins
Just one favor Ill be asking of you
Dont bury me here, its too cold
Take me back, carry me back
Down to gasoline alley where I started from
Take me back, wont you carry me home
Down to gasoline alley where I started from
Take me back, carry me back
Down to gasoline alley where I started from
Take me back, carry me back
Down to gasoline alley where I started from
Take me back, carry me back
Down to gasoline alley where I started from
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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There is poison in the fang of the serpent, in the mouth of the fly and in the sting of a scorpion; but the wicked man is saturated with it.
Unzip
Loves just the gimmick
A mime or a mimic
That makes sex seem respectable
Make you feel more than a dream holding me
Holding me, holding me, holding me
Lips that seem so kissable
Unpermissible unzippable unzip!
Why take pleasure in censorship
Unzip! unzip! unzip!
Shes vegetarian except when it comes
To sex
Hes strictly ad lib
Except when he consults the text
Lips that seem so kissable
Unpermissible unzippable unzip!
Youre just the captain of a sinking ship
Unzip! unzip! unzip!
Lips that seem so kissable
Unpermissable unzippable unzip!
You shoulda let your snarl, slip
Unzip! unzip! unzip!
song performed by by Abc
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Again
I see you turn your back on life again
And I see your stumbling down worked smooth again
I feel despair kissing our lips again
I feel despair holding our hearts again
You hear me crying behind your back again
You hear my heartbeat slowly down again
I feel despair kissing our lips again
And I feel despair holding our hearts again
I feel despair kissing our lips again
And I feel despair holding our hearts again
Oh baby yes
I feel despair kissing our lips again
And I feel despair holding our hearts again
I feel despair kissing our lips again
And I feel despair holding our hearts again
Despair holding our hearts again
That's right
Yeah
song performed by by H.I.M.
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Sponge
Vic Chessnut)
pleasure is melting like chocolate
my blue ribbon gumption is gone
all my gravy must have soaked into something
and the world...
the filthy steps, the cold concrete
the phony earth below my feet
the ancient odor of the streets
yes the world it is a sponge
and when the crisis passes
when the coast is clear
I'll be buffed down to a liquid
and the world it is a sponge
throughout this entire ugly outing
I've been mumbling the convex of what I should be shouting
but I'll soon be silent you'll soon hear nothing
'cause the world it is a sponge
song performed by by REM
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Rent, Groceries And Gasoline
I used to live the luxury life
A new house, three cars to drive
Steppin' over the credit line
I was payin' a heavy price
It seemed more was never enough
So I called my creditor up
Said "All I need is that cadillac car,
I'm heading for a brand new start"
I was in way to deep
Straightened out my priorities
I'm a man of simple needs
Just rent, groceries, and gasoline
I got a trailer sturdy and cheap
Hot time, job work when I please
Goin' to Mexico next week
Gotta feel that ocean breeze
I might settle down sometime
Right now, it ain't on my mind
Got a pretty girl along for the ride
She's the adventurous kind
I got everything I need
Straightend out my priorities
I'm a man of simple means
Just rent, groceries, and gasoline
Got a full tank and some food to go
Check the map and we'll hit the road
In the flicker of the dashboard lights
I feel my life unwind
I got everything I need
Straightend out my priorities
I'm a man of simple means
Just rent, groceries, and gasoline
Rent, groceries, and gasoline
I need rent, groceries, and gasoline
Just give me rent, groceries, and gasoline
And I'm outta here!
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Awakening Love
awakening love
with desiring eyes
flirting thick mouth
and purple lips
holding back dark
in a smile
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Times of general calamity and confusion create great minds. The purest ore is produced from the hottest furnace, and the brightest thunderbolt is elicited from the darkest storms.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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Rent, Groceries, & Gasoline
I used to live the luxury life
A new house, three cars to drive
Steppin over the credit line
I was payin a heavy price
It seemed more was never enough
So I called my creditor up
Said all I need is that cadillac car,
Im heading for a brand new start
I was in way to deep
Straightened out my priorities
Im a man of simple needs
Just rent, groceries, and gasoline
I got a trailer sturdy and cheap
Hot time, job work when I please
Goin to mexico next week
Gotta feel that ocean breeze
I might settle down sometime
Right now, it aint on my mind
Got a pretty girl along for the ride
Shes the adventurous kind
I got everything I need
Straightend out my priorities
Im a man of simple means
Just rent, groceries, and gasoline
Got a full tank and some food to go
Check the map and well hit the road
In the flicker of the dashboard lights
I feel my life unwind
I got everything I need
Straightend out my priorities
Im a man of simple means
Just rent, groceries, and gasoline
Rent, groceries, and gasoline
I need rent, groceries, and gasoline
Just give me rent, groceries, and gasoline
And Im outta here!
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Times of great calamity and confusion have been productive for the greatest minds. The purest ore is produced from the hottest furnace. The brightest thunder-bolt is elicited from the darkest storm.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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You Run Your Mouth
Who doubt say, who doubt when i say, who doubt...
You cats keep beetin' up your chops
I had turn you over to the cops
I dig this spiel i'm going way on your gate
Don't cop your broom pop or buddy or mate
You run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
You run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
You tell everybody i'm busted
You talk so much you got me disgusted
You run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
Yeh, you run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
You run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
You start up telling me you're my pal
End up telling how to handle my gal
You run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
You run your juicy mouth and i'll run my business brother
You run your juicy mouth and i'll run my business brother
You're always telling me what to do
Saying "i wouldn't do that if i was you"
You run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
You clamp your liver lips and i'll run my business brother
Just clamp your liver lips and i'll run my business brother
If i follows your advice on how to make dough
I'd been in the jailhouse long ago
You run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
Yeh, you run your juicy mouth and i'll run my business brother
Just you run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
You tell everybody i'm busted
You talk so much you got me disgusted
You run your mouth and i'll run my business brother
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Dewpoint.......Final couplet is the poems' kernel
I am at the point
Where I can absorb no more.
You can only get so rain-soaked
And then rain-soaked no more.
Like a slug, sliding across the floor,
I leave a slimy trail, like fingerprints,
Wherever I go,
Bleeding my lifeblood,
I wear the hematomas like a shroud.
The body can only take so much pain
before the bones break, the marrow spills out
and the face becomes twisted, wrung...
An old, sunken in, sponge.
Stepping out of the shower, upto a fogged mirror
Where my face is no longer visible.
I am saturated with heartbreak
And at the dewpoint of its breakdown.
poem by John Tansey
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