I don't really like to play live. I don't like to be on stage. I feel very self-conscious.
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It Is Not
Conscious of structure.
Conscious of order, law and discipline.
Conscious of those to whom is given respect.
Conscious of tradition and ideals...
And the effect this has on one's mindset.
Conscious of a faith that goes much deeper,
Than the faking of an acceptance of rituals.
Conscious of life,
And the limits of it lived.
Conscious are those,
Who are aware that this life...
Is much more than it is perceived,
It is!
Since it is not what we have been led to believe.
And a consciousness of those conscious of this,
Is what has been received.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They Oughta Wanna Be Conscious
Some folks want to live,
And not contribute.
Consume and complain.
Talk about others,
Who share in likeminded cliques.
Avoiding situations,
To leave what they should solve...
For someone else to handle it.
They oughta wanna be...
Conscious.
They came upon this life to play,
A game
That didn't go their way.
They wanna be up,
Don't wanna be down.
They wanna be so high...
So they can float around.
They wanna feel real good,
Don't wanna feel bad.
They wanna have all of their friends believing...
They've got more than they actually have.
They wanna lay in bed all damn day.
Don't wanna work to earn their pay.
They wanna be rich,
Don't wanna be poor.
They want a big fat check,
Laying at the front door.
And hoping that a breeze...
Will blow it across the floor!
They wanna have sex.
Don't wanna be without.
They wanna be in love...
Don't wanna be in doubt.
They oughta wanna be...
Conscious!
Yeah that's it!
They oughta wanna wake up,
From their own stupid...
Ssshhhhh
Obviousness!
And if that should happen,
While there's still time.
Maybe they will find peace of mind!
And remove self destruction...
As a means to find time to whine.
They oughta wanna be conscious...
Yeah.
That's it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beauty is holistic
Be clean; you are conscious of skin.
Do yoga; you are conscious of body.
Do prnayama; you are conscious of energy.
Do meditation; you are conscious of mind.
Being conscious of it is strengthening of it.
Then which woman can resist you?
12.08.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Get Off The Stage
Oh, you silly old man
You silly old man
Youre making a fool of yourself
So get off the stage
You silly old man
In your misguided trousers
With your mascara and your fender guitar
And you think you can arouse us ?
But the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one
Downstage, and offstage
Dont you feel all run in ?
And do you wonder when they will take it away ?
This is your final fling
But then applause ran high
But for the patience of the ones behind you
As a verse drags on like a month drags on
Its very short, but it seems very long
And the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one
So, get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when we get down off of the stage
Please stay off the stage - all day !
Get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when weve had our money back
Then Id like your back in plaster
Oh, I know that you say
How age has no meaning
Oh, but here is your audience now
And theyre screaming :
Get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
Because Ive given you enough of my time
And the money that wasnt even mine
Have you seen yourself recently ?
Oh, get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
Get off the stage
Get off the stage
Get off the stage
For whom the bell tolls
song performed by by Morrissey
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So what this is is us, our personalities refined down on to a stage performance. In other words, the way we play is the end product of the way we live - we live in the cities, you see.
quote by Alice Cooper
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You've got to love the villain if you have to play him. You've got to find something that you can live with in yourself if you're going to play the villain in a play on stage.
Let Me Feel The Love
A brand new day, a brand new show
Ready for soundcheck here we go.
We're in a hurry, there's no time
I take the mic chip to chip to right.
At general is stopped the magazine
"Hey Bobo, tell me what do you dream :
Do you wanna be famous
Do you wanna be rich
What you gonna do when someone quiz your pitch"
Life goes up, no more waiting dancing and screaming, celebrating
And the prowd is looking like a whale in ocean
Now beginning world in motion.
Thing just straggling vain locate,
Time for the show let the music play.
Music, I can't get it enough
So let me feel your love
Only feel the love of my life time, all
That i'm dreaming of.
Stay with me and
Show me on your secrets, all that i'm
Dreaming of.
I cannot live, cannot live
Without your love.
I live in hide, and I
Cannot get enough.
Let me feel your love.
Let me feel your love.
Another night, another place
I feel the riven, feel the pace
Dancing, singing, my world is in stage,
I feel like a lion living his cage.
Happy people everywhere
Music's hutch they did not care, they don't care about imps,
Care about lies care about friend
No compromise
I say to you loud
"Without no doubt I'm proud of the crowd and thats about
The beat that spins you around
Get up, stand up with too the sound."
The last time I tap parade, ready for
The show, let the music play.
Your supports take me high enough
So let me feel your love.
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Spotlight
(eric carmen)
Get my guitar
Get the car Im gonna take a little strip out of town
Gotta go do a show
Rock and roll until Im upside down
(I see the light) I see the light
Hear the crowd
Clappin loud, they want the show to start
Oh, and now the stage is dark
Mmm, I can feel my heart
Cant you feel your heart
Spotlight, lighting the stage
I gotta go a little crazy tonight
Spotlight, take me away
Im gonna rock till I feel alright
Here it comes
Feel the drums pound the rhythm of a jungle beat
And all around
Hear the sounds that go up and down the city street
(play that guitar) play that guitar
Play it hard
Open up and let it move your soul
Oh, Im goin out of control
Im goin out of control
Cant you feel it grow
Spotlight, lighting the stage
I gotta go a little crazy tonight
Spotlight, take me away
Im gonna rock till I feel alright
Spotlight, give me the heat
Im gonna burn like a star in the sky
Spotlight, Im gonna explode now
Im ready to go, Im ready to go
Alright
Spotlight, lighting the stage
I gotta go a little crazy tonight
Spotlight, take me away
Im gonna rock till I feel alright
Spotlight, give me the heat
I wanna burn like a star in the sky
Spotlight, I wanna explode now (yeah)
Im ready to go, Im ready to go
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
(give it to me)
Spotlight
Feel the drums pound the rhythm of a jungle beat
Spotlight
Cant you feel it, feel it, feel it, feel it
Spotlight
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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The Stage
If the world is just a stage
and we're the actors in it,
why do the same ones get to play
the lead roles every minute?
For once I'd like to see a change
take place upon this stage
where the lead characters are the poor
stepping out of their cage.
Where all the minor roles would be given out
to all the power players
who've controlled this drama from the start
having never said their prayers.
And as the curtain rose each day
we would look and see
the poor and needy in front row seats,
the rulers in standing room only.
If this is just a stage we're on
and life is just a play,
then wouldn't it be ingenious
to see them all portray
us.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Getting Old
When you’re young you think you know it all
Then you get old and life begins to unfold.
In their youth they don’t think ahead
The future is something they do not dread.
They feel that everything in life they can control
They’re young and strong and very bold.
Aaaah! Those beautiful days bring back memories
Of how simple life used to be.
Youth had respect for the elderly
And their fellow man.
Now the elderly they try to scam.
When they are older they will see
They want respect and to live with dignity.
they are young and they don’t seem to understand
That with age you may need a helping hand.
Everything in life comes in stages
It’s like a book when you turn the pages
It gets deeper and keeps you enthralled
Until the time that you reach the end
And you’ve lost all your family and friends.
The First stage is when you are a child
And someone is taking care of you for that while.
The Second stage is when you become a teen
And you feel like a king or queen.
You feel that you can not get old
This is what you believe at this stage in your life
Because you’re not looking at the struggles and strife.
The Third stage is the adolescent years
And you feel you’re in control and lose your fears.
The final stage is when you become old and gray
And your youthful years have slipped away.
You look back and ask yourself!
where did All those years go?
Why did I waste so much time?
And the most important thing is
That I am so glad I made you mine
For with you by my side I had a life divine.
So to the youth who have not gotten to this stage
Don’t get angry, and get rid of your rage.
There is no way to turn back the time
For time just moves straight ahead
You’re getting to the point that you now dread.
WELCOME TO OLD AGE! HA-HA
poem by Louis Rams
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Back In The Day
Where were you when it happened
Where could you be found
Were you at the front of the stage
Or in the underground
From S.F. out to Old Brit
New York to L.A.
The world of metal changed forever
Back in the day
Well that was back in the day
And if you weren't there
It doesn't matter anyway
Because you wouldn't understand
Live to die
Die to play
Every day and place
Leave a path of metal
Across a world from stage to stage
Well that was back in the day
And if you weren't there
It doesn't matter anyway
Because you wouldn't understand
In denim and Leather
We were a one for all-all for one force
Knocked Rock n Roll on it's ass
And put metal on the course
Back in the Day
If you wern't there
It doesn't matter
Cause you wouldn't understand...
This is our way of life
A life that was born free
To follow orders how to live
Was never meant to be
Hints of thunder, seeds of lightning
The power hits the stage
The music was exciting
The mania raged
We all had the fever
Our ears started to ring
Feeding this wildfire
Consuming everything
Metal's king back then
And still is to this day
others imitate or challenge
But it never goes away
song performed by by Megadeth
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The Play
Hey look at you now
Don't cry, pick yourself off the ground
You say you're through with love and..
It tore you down
And you tried to stay and take it somehow
Your whole life's ahead now
Don't let it get to you
There's no real reason to
Carry the weight of the world
Hey, it's not what we say
It's how we act here today
It's all in the play on the stage
Hey look at you now, you smile but I see you hurt
You can't hide that from me
You tell me you know
But that's not the way things have to go
When love breaks you down
Don't let it get to you
There's no real reason to
Carry the weight of the world
Hey, no it's not what we say
Its how we act here today
It's all in the play on the stage
Life can be so cruel
Love makes us play the fool
But there'll always be better days
Don't let it get to you
There's no real reason to
Carry the weight of the world
Hey, no it's not what we say
It's how we act here today
Cause we're all in the play on the stage
song performed by by 38 Special
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Play To Play
Play to play
Not for home
Not for bed...
Play to
The ground...
Play with
Ball and the bat
OR run and play...
Live your body
Good for health
Have the nice...!
Twice the day
Morning and
Evening go to play...
That is secerat
Of your life
Understand
To try with
Play to play
Day by day....!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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How Does It Make You Feel
I am feeling very warm right now
Please dont disappear
I am spacing out with you
You are the most beautiful entity that Ive ever dreamed of
At night I will protect you in your dreams
I will be your angel
You worry so much about not having enough time together
It makes no difference to me
I would be happy with just one minute in your arms
Lets have an extended play together
Youre telling me that we live to far to love each other
But your love can stretch further than you and I can see
So how does it make you feel?
How does it make you feel?
How does it make you feel?
How does it make you feel?
How does it make you feel?
Do you know when you look at me
It is a salvation
Ive been waiting for you so long
I can drive on that road forever
I wish you could exist to live on my planet
Well its very hard for me to say these things in your presence
So how does it make you feel?
How does it make you feel?
How does it make you feel?
How does it make you feel?
How does it make you feel?
So how does it make you feel?
Well,i really think you should quit smoking
song performed by by Air
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It avoids a self-conscious relationship to the act. We live in the most self-conscious society in the history of mankind. There are good things in that, but there are also terrible things. The worst of it is, that we find it hard to give ourselves to the cultural process.
quote by Larry Harvey
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Letter to God
dear god
how little i feel
about myself
despite your claim
that i am the top
of your creation
a little virus
would kill me off
i feel mysellf
a plaything
your plaything
a toy, a puppet
and the world your stage
with my role written
where i should play out my part
talk about freewill?
is there one?
one plus one equals two
an empty stomach
does not have free will
to choose?
a woman with
near dead child at her hands
knows free will is spoken
only by the gods
in their written scripts
to enliven their puppets
to act out
i know too after all
the theatrical parts
like a buffalo led by the noose
i will be torn out
of existence
as you plan your next play
like the sun
that comes after heavy rain
the land cleaned of its dirt,
where fresh breeze blows
i am but then
would be lost
in existence
consciouness
torn to shreds
to get your next
theatre going
not a trace of mine
would be left
on this stage
where i had acted out my part
with flesh, blood and soul
free will
no freewill and all
god, you the puppeteers
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Happiness in change of stages
I went on foot to far away school.
Then I rode on a bicycle with a pride.
Later two-wheeler took me to pedestal.
Now a car. In each stage I was happy.
In each stage the intensity was same.
Every up stage is a happy stage
till it is replaced by the next stage.
31.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The play-writes curse
The play-writes curse
~
Give me a stage
and the world to write
give me characters
to fit my plot line
give me time and money
to assemble my script
that I may play with ideas
and work what fits
give me the option
for a sudden plot twist
give me set designers
who understand my mind
and actors to follow
whatever my command
give me wine and ink
that I may drink them both
in all my madness
give me your hope
give me this and a stage
that I may write you a play
but please I beg of you
before you give me anything
give me the opening line
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Turn The Page
On a long and lonesome highway, east of omaha.
You can listen to the engine moaning out its one lone song
You can think about woman, or the girl you knew the night before,
But your thoughts will soon be wandering, the way they always do.
When your riding sixteen hours and theres nothing much to do
And you dont feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through.
Say, here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go, turn the page.
Well you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road,
You can feel the eyes upon you as your shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesnt bother you, but you just want to explode.
Most times you cant hear em talk, other times you can.
Oh the same old cliche, as that woman on her a man
You always see my number, you dont dare make a stand.
Here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go, turn the page.
Out there in the spotlight your a million miles away,
Every ounce of energy, you try and give away,
As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play.
Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed,
With the echo from the amplifiers ringing in your head,
You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said.
Now here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go, turn the page.
Here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Ah here I go, playing star again.
There I go, there I go.
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Good Enough
When footsteps from that Sunday march faded out into the dark
The melody blows in to ease the pain
Two thousand years and we're still here fighting over the same old fear
The muddy steps of hate can't stand this rain
I'll stand up on this stage as if it was my altar
I'll face down all the rage and no, I will not falter
Say I'm good enough to play but not good enough to stay
In your heart
The mat on the floor says welcome, the sign on the door says no
Says 'No coloreds allowed unless you're playing in the show'
Well I've never seen a color except the ones up in the sky
When I see this kind of hatred I die a little inside
I'll stand up on this stage as if it was altar
I'll face down all this rage and no, I will not falter
Say I'm good enough to play but not good enough to stay
And when you finish your song boy you've got to be on your way
But if I'm good enough to play then I'm good enough to stay
In your heart
This one's for the Godfather, Duke, Ella, and the Count
And for all those who fought their way here no matter the amount
For all of God's children walking through dumpsters in the back
Had to finish their show and leave just because their skin was black
They stood up on the stage as if it was their altar
They faced down all the rage and no, they did not falter
They were good enough to play but not good enough to stay
And when they finished their songs boy they had to be on their way
They were good enough to play and somehow they've always stayed
In our hearts
And if I'm good enough to play then we've got to find the space
In our hearts
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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