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I got caught up on drugs for a few years, I'm off it, I'm very happy, got two kids and a family and everything. And like I said I'm making the underground music, and keeping it real.

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The Drug's Not Working

I was shooting in the back of the car
When the windows smashed on the police cars
I was swimming through the streets of New York
With my cocaine dagger and throats to cut
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
But it was making me high
She was a hooker at the age of 16
All she wanted was the money
She didn't need an I.D.
She was a junkie and I know its clich
But then so was her life
I mean, she lived in L.A.
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
But it was making her high
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
But it was making her high
And it was making her cry
And it was making her cry
(Riot in my skull, demons are coming)
And it was making her cry
(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)
And it was making her cry
(Painted it all black, the chains are jerking)
And it was making her cry
(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)
And it was making her cry
(Riot in my skull, demons are coming)
And it was making her cry
(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)
And it was making her cry
(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)
Riot in my skull, demons are coming
L.A. your dead, the drugs ain't working
Painted it all black, the chains are jerking
L.A. is dead, the drugs ain't working
L.A. your dead, the drugs ain't working
L.A. your dead, the drugs ain't working
The drugs ain't working
The drugs ain't working

song performed by by Ryan Adams
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What's Wrong With Kid Now?

Whats wrong with kids today? The way they speak, they don't care,
Oh what's wrong with kids, they don't even like anymore to share;
Some have become bullies, and like to cause harm and trouble,
Where back years ago, when I was young, kids would would be so humble.

What's wrong with young people, They don't care if they get caught,
Swearing, lying, cheating, Doing drugs, they'll not do what theyre taught;
Some underage caught driving and end up killing someone they don't know,
But fail to take the blame, please God, let them see that others know.

What's wrong with some young adults, who have become parents too soon,
Then leave their young ones unattended, and babies left in their room;
While the parents are out doing drugs and drink, not caring at all,
Please God, they need to grow up and see, they have taken a fall.

What's wrong with other people, from many different places,
Coming to our country, who cause strife, for strangers faces;
Why can't they think of becoming a very trusting, caring friend,
Please God. Make them see, the world has gone round the bend.

What's wrong with country leaders, who bring shame to their country,
By stirring up strife in their party, being dishonest, to so many;
Why don't they realize they'll be caught, when they don't expect too,
Please God, help us to get honest leaders, to be honest and be true.

poem by Margaret Haig
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A Girl That I Met

I met her down streets one evening,
She was coming out of what she calls home,
Where she had left a family,
That is her responsibility,
To provide all the necessities.

She’s a mother and a father,
To the two younger girls at home,
For their parents had passed away,
About four years ago from the disease,
Then she should take care of the family.

There’s no uncles and aunts for them,
All they did was to sweep away everything,
Cars, estates, houses and everything,
Leaving the kids with concrete poverty,
And the children are now suffering.

I asked that orphaned girl how she managed,
To feed the family at her age under eighteen,
She started crying but she dared to tell me,
The story of her everyday life,
The story that keeps on torturing my mind.

She sells drugs down streets every day,
Then selling her body downtown every night,
Making sure she earns something,
To be back with at home for the family to survive,
Family needs shelter, food and clothes.

poem by Fadhy Mtanga
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The Kids Dont Like It

Got some words, I dont know
Gonna singem here I go
Wanna try not to be lame
Wanna make you feel the same
I just wanna be someone
Dont you know we tried to do something new
It may sound real good, but I dont think were getting through
Because the kids dont like it (no, no)
The kids dont like it (no, no, no)
The kids dont like it, no they dont like it at all
Had a hit, famous? no
Easy come, easy go
Should be happy with what I got
Should be happy but Im not
I just wanna be someone
Dont you know we tried to do something new
It may sound real good, but I dont think were getting through
Because the kids dont like it (no, no)
The kids dont like it (no, no, no)
The kids dont like it, no they dont like it at all
I thought thered come a day
When Id run out of things to say
But I know now its true
No one listens anyway
And all we wanted was to do somethin new
I doesnt sound so good and I dont think were getting through
Because the kids dont like it (no, no)
The kids dont like it (no, no, no)
The kids dont like it, no they dont like it at all, anymore

song performed by by Reel Big Fish
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Parents are key when it comes to keeping kids off drugs. Good parenting is the best anti-drug we have.

quote by Mel Carnahan
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Murder Suicide Meteor Slave

(j.buckley)
Would you like to meet the villain somewhere
Underneath the skull of a moon.
Fire burned his eyes out
Cause his chains are too long for you.
Someone has to pay for the damage done.
N-ones gonna love you now.
Your whole familys splintered,
Youre a slave to it all,
Now.
Oooooo ahhhhh
Youre a slave to it all now
Youre a slve
Welcome down to paradise rock.
There is no single entrance,
With the stars to revolve around,
There is no real underground.
No stars to revolve around
Here, theyre fashioning the noose.
Sickened by the knell of the graveyard bell
You know its not long for you.
Sick of all the vomit childhood,
Not a trampoline for the freaks,
Not even a slave to your father.
Oh, youre a slave to it all, now,
Oh, youre a slave to it all, now.
Welcome down to paradise rock.
There is no single entrance
Theres no stars to revolve around
There is no real underground.
Youre a slave to it all, now.
Happy, happy, happy, happy,
Happy, happy, happy, happy.

song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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Peace From Expression

It’s not just that easy to just say “No”
'No To The War On Drugs',
it is about boundaries I think so.
Starting in your family are you
free to express or are you repressed?
Free to say what you feel,
or to deny your true feelings and think they are not real?
So the 'War on Drugs' should be the 'Peace of Expression',
that’s what all teenagers need to do to end Depression.
and not use drugs for repression.

Written by Christina Sunrise on January 29,2012
www.suechevalier.com

poem by Christina Sunrise
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The Happy Family

playing the role of the happy family,
acting carefully like a perfect family,
putting a lie,
in everyone's eye,
making promises that can't be broken,
putting smiles that can't be taken,
feeling bad and not happy,
but being good at acting happy.

playing the role of the happy family,
father, mother, sister and brother,
but none of them bothers,
everyone is all alone.
talking in a different phone,
talking with a different language,
eating at the same table everyday,
acting happy by every way,

playing the role of the happy family
but there is always the quite,
for every single day and night.
wearing a faked smile,
letting between each one of them, a mile
watching together the television,
but each one is seeing it from his vision,
trying to love and care,
but they can't even share,
each one is in adifferent place.
wearing a big mask on his or her face
a mask of a big smile like a clown,
as all of them are living in a different town,

but still playing the role of the happy family,
still acting like a happy family
still wanting to make us believe that they are a family.

poem by Sarah Abu Zeid
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When drugs came around I sampled them just like anybody else but I never became dependent creatively on drugs; like various cartoonists in the underground never did anything if they weren't stoned, That was the prerequisite for sitting down and drawing.

quote by Bill Griffith
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J'adore the underground

Underground,
London is awake, the city is moving,
Business is created.
underground,
Love is in the air,
Children are born, one up, one down
London is buzzing.
Underground, underground,
People meet, chat, laugh,
Get acquainted, start walking
Passion is created.
Underground, underground
Take me around, show me all the places
That I haven’t found.
Underground, take me to the airport
London is connected.
Underground, underground
Modern technology, old wisdom
Schools are open, universities are visited.
Underground, take me home, mind the gap,
you keep moving all seasons.
Underground without you, London is like sun without ammunition.
You keep London moving, motivated.
Underground, underground
J'adore you.

poem by Lucia Domingos Fula
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Whatever Makes You Happy

You ain't gotta make it hard if it's easy
Applying pressure on the wound when it's bleeding
Hangin' with the guys cos it's just cool being me
Too much talking from the girls drive me crazy
You're telling me your definition of a pop star
You give a smile as you cover up your heart
So tell me what to say and I'll deliver it
I won't stop, can't stop, cos I'm living it
Chorus:
Whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me
Is it making you crazy that I'm happy?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
Now let me break it down
Tell you what it means to me
I don't wanna spend my time in the VIP
I gotta meet someone who doesn't need publicity
Cos your style is....
And you can justify everything
But it don't really matter when reality kicks in
So tell me what to say and I'll deliver it
I won't stop, can't stop, cos I'm living it
Chorus:
Whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me
Is it making you crazy that I'm happy?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
(You ain't doing it for me)
So whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me
Is it making you crazy that I'm happy?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
(You ain't doing it for me)
I'm finding out I don't wanna be in this place
Cos it's about the music, not the fame
Chorus:
So whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me (cos it's doing it for me)
Is it making you crazy that I'm happy?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
(You ain't doing it for me)
So whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me
Is it making you crazy (crazy) that I'm happy (happy)?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
(You ain't doing it for me)
So whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me

song performed by by Sugababes
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We Are All On Drugs

When you're out with your friends
In your new Mercedes-Benz
And you're on drugs
And you show up late for school
'Cause you think you're really cool
When you're on drugs
And you put on your headphones
And you step into the zone
When you're on drugs
But the world don't care
If you are not there
'Cause you're on drugs
GIVE IT TO ME
We are all on drugs yeah
Never getting enough (never get enough)
We are all on drugs yeah
Give me some of that stuff (WOO)
And you twitch in your seat
'Cause you wanna hit the street
When you're on drugs
And you cause such a fuss
'Cause there's no one you can trust
When you're on drugs
And the best of your days
Will vanish into haze
When you're on drugs
And you wish you can quit
'Cause you're really sick of it
But you're on drugs
GIVE IT TO ME
We are all on drugs yeah
Never getting enough (never get enough)
We are all on drugs yeah
Give me some of that stuff (WOO)
I wanna confiscate your drugs
I don't think I can get enough
We are all on drugs yeah
Never getting enough (never get enough)
We are all on drugs yeah
Give me some of that stuff (WOO)

song performed by by Weezer
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A Family (Acrostic)

Being with family is best part,

real world to spend meaningful life;

and it is when you feel at home...

to mingle with people you love.

Family is the basic unit

and the foundation of society.

making peace and unity at home,

is the secret of a progressive community.

life shall become worthwhile for all the people

yearning for a happy family is to make it happened.

poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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The thing that reinforces my belief about that is having worked the last four years with the Safe Kids Campaign on a national basis. I am so amazed at what these little kids do in keeping their parents alerted to what they are there for.

quote by C. Everett Koop
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Please Don't Buy His Music

Dark rewrite of Rihanna's Please Don't Stop The Music

Please don't buy his music
Please don't buy his music
Please don't buy his music
Please don't buy his music

Before it's too late
I'm got to take a stand
Confess and rock up this place
I gotta stop his cash from flowing
So that I can help to take his drugs away
My somebody boyfriend has got to go back to being a nobody
Or there's no way that I can stay
Rehab candidate for sure, yeah
Never could have knew
Never thought that he would get so caught up
Start striking out at me and our crew
His dirty little habit is making staying so impossible
Poor baby, I used to find him so incredible
Now if he won't go get some help, help
I won't be stayin'
Oh no, I won't

Don't wanna even get me started
All he ever wants to do is party
Always feelin' up those hos out on the dance floor, actin' naughty
Layin' my love and our romance to waste
Hurts so much watchin' my player play
Later I know he's gonna take his hands to my face
Because I dared to confront him
He thinks he'll teach me my place

I just wanna take his drugs away
Escape back into our music, no more hurtin'
Standin' by and watchin' my player play
I just can't go on like this
I refuse to do it
Somehow gotta stop him from dopin' up
So fans I'm beggin' you
Please don't his, please don't buy his music

Here he comes again in a drug fueled rage
I can feel it
Another beating is getting close
Domestic tension is ready to explode
What goes on between us, oh no-somehow someone has to be told
Someone has to know
How he treats me no better than some cheap ghetto trash ho

Please don't buy his music
Please don't buy his music
Please don't buy his music
Please don't buy his music

2009 Ramona Thompson

poem by Ramona Thompson
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Drugs

I remember the day drugs came into your life
You thought it would never change your life
Well it did it took your smile away
And removed you from your family

Remember no matter what you feel
The love from your family is here to heal
We dread the day that knock at the door
And your life with us will be no more

We know you think we nag and shout
But it’s our love for you, that’s what it’s about
So lets sit and talk we will get through
Our lives family blood pumps through you

You know that drugs is not the way
You see it in the news every day
So don’t turn your back and walk away
This family loves you what more can we say

17 10 2010
Chellaston

poem by Jim O'Donnell
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The one thing that kept our family together was the music. The only thing that our family would share emotionally was to have our dad cry over something the kids did with music.

quote by Dennis Wilson
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I think probably trying to please too many people. Sometimes I get so caught up in making other people happy that I just sort of forget about making myself happy and you obviously need to make yourself happy.

quote by Kate Bosworth
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Say ‘No’ to Drugs

I was a catastrophic mess
Utterly and completely useless
Alcohol has its limit
Unless you desire to hit rock bottom-pit

Do you want to get high?
Please say ‘No’ to drugs
Mellifluous music is plenty to make one fly high
Please say ‘No’ to drugs
Surplus of love is plenty to make one fly high

The consequence of this chemical substance
With family and friends, you find yourself at distance
You lose your focus and your mental balance
What is left is an entire nuisance without guidance

And it was always blowing a wind of hell
My mind was always thinking ‘Money, Drugs and Girls’
Deep down, I sensed snubbing cocaine
Was the only way to stop me from going insane!

I tried to find a corrective institution
Because telling lies was an addiction
My senses somewhere were vindictively bugged
And I was horrified at the mere thought of being a thug

Say ‘No’ to drugs
Say ‘Go’ to drugs
Say ‘Boo’ to drugs
And if you have said ‘Yes’, please just pull that plug

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Daddy

(reba mcentire)
My daddy is a rancher
Hes wrangled cattle dang near all his life
He also liked to rodeo
He traveled around with four kids and a wife
Well his old ranch is rocky
But his ropes sail smooth for several years
He worked real hard
And roped real good
And tried to get his ranch out in the clear
He didnt want us kids to rodeo
He wanted more out of life for us
Maybe banking, or a lawyer
Or maybe even driving some old bus
Well thats when we took up singing
And his pride grew greater day by day
And I know his eyes grew misty
The night I sang up on the opry stage
Chorus:
Now his ranch is so much bigger
The the days when he first started
The grass grows now where none used to be
His roping got him started
Cattle prices made it better
And hes trying to get his ranch out in the clear
Five years ago september, he bought more steers and hung up all his
Ropes
But he often tells the stories about the rodeos he won and cowboy jokes
Well its funny that the first big roping that he won some thirty years
Ago
Was the same day that I sang on the stage of the grand old opry show
Repeat chorus
Now hes feeding cattle
Toting hay
And branding the y.o.
And his hired hands there to help him
And she also cooks their meals when they get home
They built their ranch together
And listening to the kids sing through the years
Well they worked real hard and roped real good and now they got their
Ranch
Out in the clear
Because when a family works together
They finally get their ranch out in the clear
Out in the clear

song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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