For the first few years we paid all the bills first and divided what was left as salary. Sometimes that was $50 a week.
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Two Divided By Zero
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Lets not go home, well catch the late train
Ive got enough money to pay all the way
When the postman calls, hell deliver the letter
Ive explained everything; its better that way
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) its better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
Well catch a plane to new york, and a cab going down
Cross the bridges and tunnels, straight into town
Tomorrow morning well be miles away
On another continent and another day
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) or call it a day
(divided by, divided by) you wont be alone
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
(d...d...d...d...d...divided by)
(divided by, divided by)
(z...z...z...z...z...zero, zero)
(divided by)
(turn of that noise...)
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by zero, zero)
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
So why hang around for the deed to be done
You can give it all up for a place in the sun
When the postman calls well be miles away
On a plane to new york and another day
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by) and someone has to pay
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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A Rent Free Home To Live In
once you were offered
a rent free home to live in
for you and your family
a full time job
for both your wife
and yourself
a much higher salary
than you were making
a salary for your wife
house was warm freshly painted
beautify prepared for your family
not taken was this opportunity
a school was next street behind
but a short walk for your children
your salary was fully guaranteed
house waited empty a full year for thee
opportunity open dawn bright for thee
salary guaranteed in perpetuity for thee
you chose instead nuts and bolts living
you choose instead continued paying renting
time passes now your bills I am not paying
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Rubbish Sad Salary Somber N
rubbish sad salary somber n'
exquisite
influenced by everything.
rubbish sad salary somber n'
intricate a
Rubiks Cube, Waldo was found
in an outhouse by the summit of an epoch
the 1920s washed out into depressive oblivion. Simon included
this in his autobiography, written in the 3rd person.
rubbish sad salary somber n'
infinite.
rubbish sad salary
rubbish sad salary
a sombering quintet.
As Fickle as Fate
Life is a gamble but you've won your bet,
She's the sweetest girl that you've ever met,
You've paid all your bills and your out of debt
And this is as good as it's gonna get!
What will it be like in twenty years?
Will your mother be there to dry your tears?
Your woman has left you and you're in arrears
And you can't find the answer in a thousand beers!
You thought that you'd really got it made,
You felt so happy when you'd been laid,
But luck has run out for you, I'm afraid,
And the King of the Castle has been betrayed!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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It Doesnt Have To Be
You are on one side
And I am on the other
Are we divided?
You are on one side
I am on the other
Are we divided?
Why cant we live together
There are no rights
This isnt your decision
We need to talk of changing things
But no one wants to listen
It doesnt have to be like that
It doesnt have to be like that
It doesnt have to be like that
A heart on the inside
The same as any other
Are we divided?
Someone always has to suffer
We are broken
Theres no one left to change it
Is that the way it has to be?
Why cant we rearrange it?
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
What is the secret
In calling me a brother?
Are we divided?
Always one against the other
We are strong now
Put down the ammunition
For what we know is right
Is gonna breakdown this division
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
You are one side
And I am on the other
Are we divided?
song performed by by Erasure
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It's a tough life being a pop star. You know, at the end of the day when you've paid all the bills and put the kids through college and that, you know, there's only enough left for a small island off the South Pacific.
quote by Larry Mullen Jr.
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Why Work
After months of tedious
Boring, heavy, tiresome
Atrocious, appalling, nude
Light, offensive and etc. work
The next best thing to happen
Is receiving the pay
It's good and who will argue
But before the pay
Landed into our sad and starving wallets
It undergoes a myriad of colorful
Miserable and inevitable circumstance
These sad things man himself invented
The deductions unlimited…
Deduct Deduct Deduct Deduct
Personal Income Tax, Medical Dental
Retirement Tax, Property Tax
Professional Tax, Business Tax
Thumb Tucks, Online Tax…..whewww! ! !
And after the first screening
The second follows…
The Loans, Salary Loan
Policy Loan, Emergency Loan
Calamity Loan, Insurance.
At last, the grain Is so fine
Here comes the hard earned money
The Take Home Pay
And whose waiting..
Electric Bills, Water Bills, Cable Bills, Telephone Bills
So…..I drink cheap wine too…and ignore the erotic pie
poem by Ayi Escalona
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Since You Went Away
You said you couldnt tell the doormat from my face
You said if I had brains I would pawn them
Could be Ive finally gotten up off of my thumbs
Could be that youre the one that was on them
Cause the plants have grown
The dog came home
The bills are all getting paid
Things are much better since you went away
And Ive changed my looks
I read new books
Ive got friends that mean what they say
Things are much better since you went away
You said without your help I couldnt tie my shoes
You said without a doubt Id be stranded
Could be that you were right and you had to fly the coop
Could be the eagle finally has landed
Cause the plants have grown
The dog came home
The bills are all getting paid
Things are much better since you went away
And Ive changed my looks
I read new books
Ive got friends that mean what they say
Things are much better since you went away
When I was younger I was told without another
Id be incomplete and deflated
My chosen one has chosen to befriend another
And to my surprise -
Im elated!
Cause the plants have grown
The dog came home
The bills are all getting paid
Things are much better since you went away
And Ive changed my looks
I read new books
Ive got friends that mean what they say
Things are much better since you went away
[repeat]
song performed by by Monkees
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Let me tell you something: I have members in my charter who, after paying their rent and house bills and taking care of their families, don't even have enough money left over to pay the fifteen dollars a week dues.
quote by Chuck Zito
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Going Nowhere
This is what you offer me,
A system of dishonesty,
Where life is measured, monetarily,
And I'm just another face.
Another man with the simple skills,
Of staying alive, and paying the bills
I'll Never amount to anything,
Live and die where I've always been.
This is where I'm at, the bills
Still come no matter what,
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
Uneducated, though I graduated,
Wish I would have been a little more dedicated,
And got something out of school,
Instead of always playing the fool.
But even if I did for just one day,
Had all the right words that I wanted to say,
It wouldn't make any difference anyway,
Cause no-one's listening
This is where I'm at, the bills
Still come no matter what,
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
So save your words,
Just save your words,
Cause I don't care anymore,
So save your words,
Just save your words,
Cause I don't care anymore,
So save your words,
Just save your words,
Cause I don't care anymore,
So save your words,
Just save your words,
Cause I don't care any-more,
My father worked his life away,
In all those years he never missed a day,
There isn't anybody that could say,
He didn't keep his bills paid.
All that time, he never got to do,
All the things in life that he wanted to,
He always kept his family fed,
With the blood and sweat he shed.
With the sacrifice he's made,
This is how he gets repaid,
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
song performed by by Zero Down
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No Charge and No Price
If I was an engineer
A lawyer or a doc.
A musician or a poet
My salary would be top.
If I was yet a surgeon
A scientist or a barrister
My salary would rise again
It would be so much higher.
Apart from my profession
I'm blessed to be a mother,
To love and guide you throughout life
And keep you like no other.
Apart from the necessities
Of all our daily lives,
To keep the home fires burning
And balance out the strife.
I give you access to my wisdom
And how to find your truth
To go through life compassionately,
And not go through the roof!
All the things which matter not
I teach you to discern.
I listen to your troubles
And show you how to earn.
A 'living' not just money,
But a balanced way of life
To help you to be calm and true
And rise above the strife.
Apart from these core issues,
I cook, wash, iron and dust.
I shop for all the family
And not because I must.
If I was paid in pounds and pence
For all these tasks I do.
A millionaire I soon would be,
Just for loving you.
Instead the salary I command,
For being your friend and mother,
Is zero; for there is no charge.
I love you as no other.
poem by Rosi Caswell
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You Broke Their 'Image' Rule!
Twice you've paid it.
That price.
To be nice.
And polite.
But the people you baited,
Decided...
They wanted to see,
That side that fights.
Twice you've paid it.
That price.
To be nice.
And polite.
But the people rated,
You much too light!
And they decided,
Amongst themselves to fight!
Whatever that was you had eroded...
Those warm shoulders to freeze cold.
Whatever that was you showed them, molded.
And corroded your bold hold.
You've been demoted,
To a warting toad.
Now the people want you scolded...
For what they chose you sold!
Twice you've paid it.
That price.
To be nice.
And polite.
But the people you baited,
Decided...
They wanted to see,
That side that fights.
Now...
Divided they delight to fight,
Among themselves.
Blaming with claims they raise...
You duped them with your cool.
They see themselves as fools.
Divided they delight to fight,
Among themselves.
Blaming with claims they raise...
You duped them with your cool.
They see themselves as fools.
Divided they delight to fight,
Among themselves.
Blaming with claims they raise...
You duped them with your cool.
They see themselves as fools.
Twice you've paid it.
That price.
Now...
Divided they delight to fight,
Among themselves.
Blaming with claims they raise...
You duped them with your cool.
They see themselves as fools.
You broke their 'image' rule!
And for them that is not cool...
At all!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Managers, regardless of salary, should not be allowed to earn or use comp time. They are expected to work as many hours as needed to get the job done - especially at these salary levels.
My agent tells me I am drawing the largest salary ever paid in the halls of England. Wonderful, isn't it? for a quiet, rural gardener like myself.
quote by Lillie Langtry
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This Is Payment Price This Poet Pays
My friend is a salary man luckily gainfully employed
five days a week for eight hours a day he earns his pay.
I also for decades worked my days for weekly monthly pay.
I studied hard put in extra time to fully earn my worker pay,
years sped by I worked and worked to earn hard earned pay,
now for a time a time and a half I do not work this way.
I write I write each day by day or through long night.
I work far harder than I did employed in salary fight.
I live on savings hard earned to earn a right to write.
I charge not chance reader read or read not just as you like.
I work I sacrifice to give gift of love as free as stars above.
I give in time in thought in words in wisdom I give in love.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The World Divided
The world first is one
And then it’s divided
To explore the world
And search a better home
The world is divided
And then it united again
By the passion to conquer the world
And find forever glory
The world is united
And then it’s divided again
The rule of living is placed
And the game of power is played
The world is divided
And then it’s blurred
In the darkness of fate
And moral questioned
The world is united
And then it’s shattered
By the nature’s tragedy
And evolution selection
The world is divided
And it tries to be united again
To end meaningless war
And look for compromise peace
The world is united
And then it’s more divided
Of prejudice and pride
And the lust of money
The world is divided
And it’s waiting to be united again
By the dream of children
And the love in the heart
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Those from whose pocket the salary is drawn, and by whose appointment the officer was made, have always a right to discuss the merits of their officers, and their modes of exercising the duties they are paid to perform.
quote by Charles Babbage
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A Ballad Of Refreshment
The lady stood at the station bar,
(Three currants in a bun)
And oh she was proud, as ladies are.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)
For a weekly wage she was standing there,
(Three currants in a bun)
With a prominent bust and light gold hair.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)
The express came in at half-past two,
(Three currants in a bun)
And there lighted a man in the navy blue.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)
A stout sea-captain he was, I ween.
(Three currants in a bun)
Much travel had made him very keen.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)
A sober man and steady was he.
(Three currants in a bun)
He called not for brandy, but called for tea.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)
'Now something to eat, for the train is late.'
(Three currants in a bun)
She brought him a bun on a greasy plate.
(And the bun was baked a week ago.)
He left the bun, and he left the tea,
(Three currants in a bun)
She charged him a shilling and let him be,
And the train went on at a quarter to three.
(And the bun is old and weary.)
poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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We've Cut Back
Why is it always those 'with' the money,
Attempting to convince the ones living...
On a fixed and unchanging income,
Without a dime left to spare...
They could save 'more' money?
'IF'...They decided to put their minds to it.
Well, my mind has been decided for many years now.
But somehow my rent, utility bills and food expenses,
Seem to care less where my mind happens to be...
When the time comes around and they need to get paid.
And my thoughts seem to be confined with the picking of lint,
Straight out of my empty pockets on a monthly basis.
'If 'we' can do that...
You should be able to do that too.
In fact...
We've cut back from taking those yearly cruises,
To the Caribbean.
And redecorating our home every other year?
We recently decided made no sense to 'us' at all.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not As Different!
as long as you keep
the poor working class
of men and women divided....
afraid of each other,
hating each other,
fighting each other....
divided by race and religion,
by language and other imposed barriers....
as long as you keep them divided,
then you can keep them poor.
take all they have,
take all they build,
take all their dreams....
divided.... but oh,
if they ever unite...
they'll change the world.
we're not as different
as they would like us
......to believe!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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