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I don't believe in gutter politics. I don't believe in gutter journalism.

quote by Maria Shriver
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Loving That Taste For The Gutter

If they always call those they visit trash,
And on a daily basis they are around them.
What do they regard themselves?
Trash collectors?
Or recycled garbage...
Loving that taste for the gutter.

They can't leave it,
'Cause they come right back.
No matter what they call it they want it like that!
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
They love that taste for the gutter.

Whenever its suspected someone else will attack,
They will defend their trash with a coming back.
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
Yes they love that taste for the gutter.

They can't leave it,
'Cause they come right back.
No matter what they call it they want it like that!
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
They love that taste for the gutter.

If they always call those they visit trash,
And on a daily basis they are around them.
What do they regard themselves?
Trash collectors?
Garbage defenders?

Whenever its suspected someone else will attack,
They will defend their trash with a coming back.
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
Yes they love that taste for the gutter.

Garbage defenders,
Loving that taste for the gutter.
Trash collectors,
Loving that taste for the gutter.
But wont admit or quit,
Loving that taste for the gutter.

They can't leave it,
'Cause they come right back.
Because they love that taste for the gutter.
Garbage defenders,
Loving that taste for the gutter.
Trash collectors,
Loving that taste for the gutter.
But wont admit or quit,
Loving that taste for the gutter.

But wont quit,
That taste for the gutter.
Or admit...
A loving for the gutter.

And wont quit,
That taste for the gutter.
Or admit...
A loving for the gutter.

No they wont admit it,
A loving for the gutter.
Or...
Quit,
A taste they have for the gutter.

No they wont admit it,
A loving for the gutter.
Or...
Quit,
A taste they have for the gutter.
Or...
Quit,
A taste they have for the gutter.
No they wont admit it,
A loving for the gutter.
Or...
Quit,
A taste they have for the gutter.
Or...
Quit,
A taste they have for the gutter.
No they wont admit it!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Amy Hit The Atmosphere

If I could make it rain today
And wash away this sunny day down to the gutter
I would just to get a change of pace
Things are getting worse but I feel a lot better
And that's all that really matters to me

Amy hit the atmosphere
Caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter and
She's never coming back

song performed by by Counting Crows from This Desert Life
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Wishing I Was Lucky

I was living in a world of make believe
When my best friend wrote and told me
That there may be a job in the city
And you never told me
He would dream about another scheme
About another sordid hall of dreams
About a man whos king of industry
He would swear by his mouth almighty
He would buy the best
But never something new
And he never told me
I like kicking in the gutter and
Wishing I was lucky
Wishing I was lucky, wishing I was lucky
Oh I like kicking in the gutter
Wishing I was lucky, wishing I was lucky
Its the only life I know
Lie, lie, lie is all you ever do
To make me want to push on through
Cry, cry, cry cry is all I ever do
Say thats how you want to make me push on through
I like kicking in the gutter and
Wishing I was lucky
Wishing I was lucky, wishing I was lucky
Oh I like kicking in the gutter
Wishing I was lucky, wishing I was lucky
My best friend wrote and told me so
He said that there may be a job in the city
I like kicking in the gutter and
Wishing I was lucky
Wishing I was lucky, wishing I was lucky
I was wishing I was lucky
Hey son go, hey son go, to the city

song performed by by Wet Wet Wet
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Got Your Mind In The Gutter

Whats a man to do when hes bein acused
I hear you talkin its real bad news
Nothin happened with that girl last night
So baby wont you tell me why
You got your mind in the gutter
You got your mind in the gutter
Youre jumpin to conclusions and its plain to see
You got your mind in the gutter dont blame me
You say Im foolin round playin the field
Baby let me tell you its not big deal
No I aint gettin a little on the side
But I feel like a prisoner with both hands tied
You say you found a number on a matchbook in my coat
And lipstick smeared on my shirt
I hate to disappoint you and it scares me to death
That if your shovel aint full you just keep diggin up some dirt
Youve pushed me into a corner youve got my back to the wall
I stand accused of bein lome kind of liar
Hey I wouldnt those you down if you were on fire
You got your mind in the gutter
You got your mind in the gutter
Baby I keep those women far away from my skin
But since your minds in the gutter man I just cant win
I too her aside to give her my point of view
What you tryin to pull babe it just aint true
There should be a warnin up above your cage
Sayin dont feed the lion shes in a state of rage
How can I prove that Ive done nothin wrong
You know in your heart that youre all that I want
Youre all fired up just a little too tight
Now babe what can I tell you you just aint right
Aint got a bad reputation so why you tearin it down
Dont know what happened but your minds gone south
No I cant believe what comes out of your mouth
You got your mind in the gutter
You got your mind in the gutter
I know what youre sayin but it just aint true
Youve got your mind in the gutter baby shame on you
You say Im foolin round playin the field
Baby let me tell you its not big deal
No I aint gettin a little on the side
Baby what can I tell you you just aint right

song performed by by Europe
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I Get Excited

(tennant/lowe)
--------------
(excited)
(excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(i get excited)
(i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I hear the sound of the subway, the sigh of the heat
The click of the visitors' heels on the street
The rattle of the taxi, the scream of the cars
The clatter of the dustbin and the beat of my heart
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
You're in my soul
My body moves to your control
Baby, i've been thinking about you
All night long, and the neighbours are talking
I don't know why, i don't know why (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited) (i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(ooooooooh)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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More Suitable For You

I should have more of an understanding,
As to where you are coming from?
Your quick slide into the gutter,
Has been done by your own doing.
My stay there,
Was a result from your suppression.

You will find your stay,
More comfortable than I did.
At least those who slid there with you,
Are all of your acquaintances.
Like you they too have similar traits.
And like you they chose to deceive others too!

That gutter is a place,
That seems to be an ideal fit.
A perfect one and more suitable for you!
Please don't be offended,
If my dog does what dogs do.
I left my poop scooper!
If I were you I'd do my best to do a little move.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Metaphor Of The Pigeons Cooing

pigeons live inside the ceiling
taking the entrance at the broken side of the gutter

i can hear them coo

some eggs hatch and some fledglings
are cooing

one day i have not heard of them anymore
and the rats are singing

like pigeons cooing
these rats wanting to get attention

tomorrow i will take away the gutter
so the pigeons will know that we are missing them

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If You Want Blood You Got It

Its criminal, there ought to be a law
Criminal, and you know what were shootin for
Shouting at the other guy
When his back is turned
Dont know the reason why
Aint it bout time you learn
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
Blood on the sheets, blood on the rocks
Blood in the gutter, give my last drop
You want blood, you got it
Wha-ooh
Its animal, livin in the human zoo
Its animal, and I know what you gotta do
Its the curse of the working man
Givin more and gettin less
Doin everything he can, cleaning up the mess
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
Blood on the sheets, blood on the rocks
Blood in the gutter, give my last drop
You want blood, you got it
Ooooh (shove it)?
You want blood, you want blood
After you
Blood on the sheets, blood on the rocks,
Blood in the gutter, give my last drop
You want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it

song performed by by AC-DC
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These Vase Rolled Back

The Vases were rolled back
my wife wake up
grumbled
“Who rolled back these flower vases?
I’m sure, those wild cats did it! ”

I revise these pot lies
To the ordinary places
From roled back on the gutter

To day there is no cat like to eat
The gutter mouse
Scent their meat
Were not delicious anymore

Those cat prefer like
To steal salted fish
Mommy
Who has much vase?
Or roast which had spices
Nice, yes their smell sting
But mommy still watch
Her roast beef
With cudgel
Broom
Ready to beat
those wild cat
draw near hers

those cat were angry
after Ministerial meeting
rolled back
whole flower pot
in the palace
together, rally
with the gutter mouse
rolled back not only pot
also the whole flower pot
around the city

poem by Prasetya Utama
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The Residue

Rain in the gutter,
muttering as it gushes down
through the drain cover.

Water in volume, rushing along,
so strong and powerful,
buffeting the kerb stones and mortar
at the pavements edge,
wedging the silt up into a pile,
and all the while,
building it higher and higher.

When the streams subside,
the residue is left to be dried,
by the sun,
and the wind whisks it up in swirls,
and it is deposited further down the street,
to meet up with other surplus dust.

A never ending circle of events,
happening in this gutter,
even a strutter such as a pigeon
taking his morning bath,
knows the culvert well.
Wearing his feathered mackintosh,
preening his plumage, cleaning his quills,
he displays no frills.

Rain in the gutter,
is muttering, and the pigeon is fluttering,
perched on the drain cover.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Philippine Junket

Just as the clock starts to tick
There sprung the tongues of fire
When these honorable men play their mutual smack
One will see their infinite capacity to lie
Through their gums like soothing mark
For nobody cares
Everyone loves to smell the roses
And we end up smelling the gutter instead!

Their speeches are so hilarious
Quite apart from poignant
They seem to feel their colleague’s loss as their loss
To us an expostulation of wonderment
Weeping and gnashing their teeth to protect their boss
For nobody cares
Everyone loves to smell the roses
And we end up smelling the gutter instead!

Forget the just and the wicked
For that is like squeezing blood from stones
They all wrought turbulence hard and morbid
When they speak, they sound like storms
Relatively an equanimity they stood as united
For nobody cares
Everyone loves to smell the roses
And we end up smelling the gutter instead!

poem by Edgar Rendon Eslit
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Let Forever Be

And how does it feel like to wake up in ther sun?
And how does it feel like to shine on everyone?
How does it feel like to let forever be?
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime sitting in the gutter?
Scream my symphony
(screen my sin for me)?
How does it feel like to sail in on the breeze?
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime sitting in the gutter?
Scream my symphony
(screen my sin for me)?
How does it feel like to make it happening?
And how does it feel like to be with everything?
And how does it feel like to let forever be?
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime sitting in the gutter?
Scream my symphony
(screen my sin for me)?
How does it feel like to be in christamine?
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime sitting in the gutter?
Scream my symphony
(screen my sin for me)?

song performed by by Oasis
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Sunny Day Upon Sunny Day

While sunny day upon sunny day
is swept away
and life goes on in its age-old clutter
with beggars in the gutter

some people are full of laughter,
are celebrating to the day after
and to others have no pity
while they are happy and pretty

and so life still goes on,
with every passing day that is gone,
while from the time of birth
the days of man go back to the earth,

while sunny day upon sunny day
is swept away
and life goes on in its age-old clutter
with beggars in the gutter.

poem by Gert Strydom
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The Decision To Be Happy

I am watching water
dripping from the gutter

the rain has just stopped
falling

the sun begins its part
spreading soft light on the window panes

my wife has finished taking her bath
and kisses me on my cheeks

breakfast is ready on the table
and the smell of rice and pork grill spreads in the house

the water that drips from the gutter
to the leaves of the fortune plant appears

like diamonds bringing all that gladness
to the younger hours of the day

well, ask me what is this all about
oh yeah, this is all about this decision to be just

simply happy.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nail-Pierced Hands

Cut and Paste My Love:
As I rise from the
Gutter's darkness-blind
But the strong nail-pierced
Hands grip mine and pull -
Then wash me by Blood

Copy-Paste My Mercy:
As I lean forward
To that gutter again -
See the nail-piercings'
Shadows on my hands
As I reach out to you
By that same flood of love

Paste and Save My Heart:
As we walk each day
Together side by side
Closer to Your glory
Step by step toward Home -
Rooms Built by Nail-Pierced Hands

poem by Frederick Kesner
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Heart Of Stone

I cry for your heart of stone
Im gonna wait until you come home
Oh why I am I alone?
Im as good as dead yeah
Ooh I lost my sense of passion and direction
To protect myself from hurting and despair
Listen to my heart my soul is aching
Fool or saint?
Cause you went and left me
And you so upset me
I cant believe that you would ever find it easy
To walk away as if youd never really cared
Did you expect that Id give in and beg for mercy
Out in the gutter
Out in the gutter
I cry for your heart of stone
Im gonna wait until you come home
Oh why I am I alone?
Im as good as dead yeah
Ooh I look back on the first night with affection
And if you had a heart youd remember too
The way we used to run around like little children
Fool or saint?
My mother told me
Youd be no good for me
I cry for your heart of stone
Im gonna wait until you come home
Oh why I am I alone?
Im as good as dead yeah
Out in the gutter
I got to break that heart of stone
I cry for your heart of stone
(I been worried about you baby)
Oh why I am I alone?
(I been worried about you baby)
Im as good as dead yeah
(I want you back)

song performed by by Erasure
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Slum Kids

Were just slum kids, and we know it,
And we never stood a chance.
We were dragged up from the gutter,
From the wrong side of the tracks.
So how dare you criticize,
When you dont know what its like
To be dragged up from the gutter,
From the wrong side of the tracks.
Why do rich kids get all the breaks,
While the poor slum kids have to work, sweat, struggle and slave?
Why, lord, theres so much injustice in this world?
Slum kids never stand a chance.
Look at all the slum kids all around you,
Oh, they never stood a chance.
We were dragged up from the gutter,
From the wrong side of the tracks.
Why do rich kids get all the breaks,
While the poor slum kids have to work, sweat, struggle and slave?
Why, lord, theres so much injustice in this world?
Slum kids never stand a chance.
Look at all the slum kids all around you,
Oh, they never stood a chance.
We were dragged up from the gutter,
From the wrong side of the tracks.
So how dare you criticize,
When you dont know what its like
To be dragged up from the gutter,
From the wrong side of the tracks.

song performed by by Kinks
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Slum Kids (take 1)