The tires were scorching hot, in fact I burned my fingers on one.
quote by Malcolm Campbell
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You Dream Flat Tires
It came to pass
Like lightening striking from above
Electric flash
Just like lightening striking from above
Struck by precious love
Precious, precious love
So hopeless and so inspired
Why do you dream flat tires
When you dream flat tires?
You dream flat tires
With a jack and a spare youre there
Trying to get to where love is
Coming in on a wing and a prayer
Trying to get to where love is
cause love is precious love
You said it was precious
When first you felt my fire
Before you dreamed flat tires
You dreamed flat tires
You dream flat tires
Woman she bounce back easy
But a man could break both his legs
Are you telling me that to tease me?
Or just to hear me beg
Please dont go!
Cause I know that you love me
But, when are you going to let love be
Just a vague flirtation
Or extra special company?
cause love is precious love
Everybody knows its precious
When first they feel that fire
Before they dream flat tires
They dream flat tires
They dream flat tires
Woman she bounce back easy
But a man could break both his legs
Do you tell me that to tease me
Or just to hear me beg
Please dont be cold
I know that you love me
But, what are you going to let love do?
(flat tires, love, love is precious, flat tires,
Love, love is precious, flat tires, love,
Love is precious)
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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The raging fire which urged us on was scorching us; it would have burned us had we tried to restrain it.
quote by Giacomo Casanova
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Never To Be Burned Again
You gave it.
I ate it.
You told me I had rated.
I cried.
Inside.
My tears...
I could not deny.
Elated.
When it faded.
I hated to be baited.
You tried.
To fight.
But I...
Showed my inner pride.
Never to be burned again!
Not like that and that's a fact.
I'll never let hurt begin.
Not to be a loser or a fool to bend.
You gave it.
I ate it.
You told me I had rated.
I cried.
Inside.
My tears...
I could not deny.
Elated.
When it faded.
I hated to be baited.
You tried.
To fight.
But I...
Showed my inner pride.
And I'll never be burned again.
Not like that and that's a fact.
No, I'll never let hurt begin.
Not to be a loser or a fool to bend.
No, I'll never be burned again!
Not like that and that's a fact.
No, I'll never let hurt begin.
Not to be a loser or a fool to bend.
Not me.
You gave it.
I ate it.
You told me I had rated.
I cried.
Inside.
My tears...
I could not deny.
Never to be burned again!
Not like that and that's a fact.
Oh I'll never let hurt begin.
Not to be a loser or a fool to bend.
Not me!
('Never to be burned again')
Not like that and that's a fact.
Not me!
('Never to be burned again')
Not like that and that's a fact.
Not me!
('Never to be burned again')
Not like that and that's a fact.
Not...ME!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Youre Gonna Get Your Fingers Burned
(lead vocal - lenny zakatek)
Watch me closely catch my eye
If you do I beg you to remind me
Who is stronger who is weak of those who seek
And dont know where to find me
Ask me why, I dont know
You ask me why and I say
Now you see me now you dont
I thourght by now youd learned
Youre gonna get your fingers burned
Watch me closely understand
That what you see is only an illusion
If Im wrong and you are right
Then I will light your darkness with confusion
Ask me why I dont know
You ask me why and I say
Chances are youre playing with fire
I thought by now youd learned
Youre gonna get your fingers burned
Watch me closely be aware
That all I do is only to suprise you
Every move is sleight of hand
And every word is planned to mystify you
You ask me why I dont know
You ask me why and I say
Dont get fooled a second time
I thought by now youd understand
Youre gonna get your fingers burned
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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I See You in Your Fingers
I see your fingers
I see you in your fingers
I see your history from your fingers
I feel your touch from your fingers
They don't tell a lie to me
They don't give me a fake smile
Or promising kiss
But they give me a warm hold
and tickling touch
I see you from your fingers
I see the truth from your fingers
I see you in your fingers
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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All In All I Know
When I asked myself the other day I came to realise I'm not ok
I've burned my fingers bad before I've seen myself through worse I'm sure
But just the same I'm really not ok
Oh how I wish that I could sleep
I try but won't just sink that deep
My fingers won't stop aching so tired yet awaken
Or should I let it all loose and just weep
I've been pacing up and down my floors I have lost all sense of time
I sometimes halt and ask myself if I'm about to loose my mind
All in all I know ::
From when I get up way past lunch time I keep on asking myself
If when the night falls hard on all I'm up to pace around again
All in all I know ::
song performed by by Quorthon
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The person who has burned their fingers often asks for tongs.
Fundamental of Liar Chapter V: Fact
A lie with no fact is an ego
A lie with some fact is an argument
A lie with all fact is a plagiarism
A fact with no lie is a truth
A fact with some lie is a gossip
A fact with all lie is a fiction
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Say It Ain't So Joe
(Head)
Say it ain't so Jo, please, say it ain't so
That's not what I wanna hear Jo
And I got a right to know
Say it ain't so Jo, please, say it ain't so
I'm sure they're telling us lies Jo
Please tell us it ain't so
They told us that our hero has played his trump card
He doesn't know how to go on
We're clinging to his charm and determined smile
The good old days have gone
The image and the empire may be falling apart
The money has gotten scarce
One man's word held the country together
But the truth is getting fierce
Say it ain't so Jo, please, say it ain't so
We pinned our hopes on you Jo
And they're ruining our show
Ooh baby don't you think
We're gonna get burned
Ooh baby don't you think
We're gonna get burned
We're gonna get turned
We're gonna get burned
Yes we're gonna get turned
We're gonna get burned
We're gonna get turned
Yes, we're gonna get burned
We're gonna get burned
We're gonna get burned
Yes we're gonna get turned
We're gonna get burned
Say it ain't so Jo, please, say it ain't so
That's not what I wanna hear Jo
And I got a right to know
Say it ain't so Jo, please, say it ain't so
I'm sure they're telling us lies Jo
Please tell us it ain't so
Say it ain't so Jo, please, say it ain't so
That's not what I wanna hear Jo
And I got a right to know
Say it ain't so Jo, please, say it ain't so
I'm sure they're telling us lies Jo
Please tell us it ain't so
Say it ain't so
song performed by by Hollies
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The Night The Carousel Burnt Down
Werent you there when the carousel burned down
The fire and confusion, the smoke and the sound
I swear you were there when the carousel burned down
We were all around
The rings charred and tarnished all over the ground
And the heads hung down
And we all left town the next day
The children all cried when the carousel burned down
The old ladies sighed and the carousel burned down
The rest of us lied as the carousel burned down
And the flames did fly
The pipes steamed and shrieked out a blazing goodbye
As the boiler died
And they melted down the midway
And we all left town the next day
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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O what we must suffer for the sake of God's church! said the abbot, when the roast fowl burned his fingers.
Frenzied Fingers Run Amuck
When I get you into my arms
I can't control the things that I do.
Fingers grab the hair on your head.
Fingers caress the small of your back.
Fingers travel down your spine
and back up again.
Fingers reach to all corners of your being,
quietly unnoticed at first,
but more frenzied with passing time.
Wild fingers travel your soul
with frenzied action that is hard to stop.
Uncontrollable fingers run wild
until you beg them to stop.
But even then, there's no counting on it.
These fingers like to run wild.
Whenever I place my fingers on you,
frenzied fingers run amuck.
Candle of Love
He was the fire...the fire to my burning candle
When I first recieved him he lit up my life
His flame burned vibrantly, it burned with care, and
it burned forever
Now that fire that once burned for me won't even
spark for me
Maybe its old, maybe I'm not lighting it right..or
maybe his flame is tired of my candle
poem by Octavia Tisdale
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It Had Flat Tires
A mindbinding that begins,
With an awakening from a dream that ends...
Sends one that has become conscious,
Wondering...
If a message 'was' sent...
Why does it seem to make little sense?
And how important is it,
To seek from those who do not comprehend...
Why anyone would dream,
Something the dreamer does not understand?
'What did you eat before you went to sleep?
Maybe you shouldn't eat it again.
Especially if you ran from it.
And it chased you screaming.
With, as you say...
A pigeon behind the wheel,
Of a tricycle that had four flat tires?
I wish I could help you.
But I don't have dreams like that.
It had flat tires, huh?
Well...'
And 'why' are you looking at my stomach?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On Any Other Day
You want something corny?
You got it
Theres a house on my street
And it looks real neat
Im the chap who lives in it
Theres a tree on the sidewalk
Theres a car by the door
Ill go for a drive in it
And when the wombat comes
He will find me gone
Hell look for a place to sit
My wife has burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay
Cut off my fingers in the
Door of my car
How could I do it?
My wife is proud to tell me
Of her love affairs
How could she do this to me?
My wife has burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay
And it would be ok on any other day
And it would be ok on any other day
Throw down the morning papers
And spill my tea
I dont know whats wrong with me
The cups and plates are in a
Conspiracy
Im covered in misery
My wife has burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay
And it would be ok on any other day
And it would be ok on any other day
And it would be ok on any other day
song performed by by Police
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Storm
Now
What do I do
Now that my mood turned blue
And my heart burned too
Out of control
Scorching the soul
Too late for survival are
Your lips of revival.
Now
What do I say
Now that your words are blowing away
As I clutch at the breeze
Fall to my knees
You are deaf to my pleas
As in dreams i scream
Stay.
Now
What have I left
Among remnants of emotional theft
I captured love but now
Bereft
Of all feeling
To damaged for healing.
And all i hear, and all I see
Are echoes of what used to be
Swept forever out to sea
By this storm.
poem by Kevin East
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The Vantage Point
If tires of trees I seek again mankind, Well I know where to hie me--in the dawn, To a slope where the cattle keep the lawn. There amid loggin juniper reclined, Myself unseen, I see in white defined Far off the homes of men, and farther still, The graves of men on an opposing hill, Living or dead, whichever are to mind. And if by noon I have too much of these, I have but to turn on my arm, and lo, The sun-burned hillside sets my face aglow, My breathing shakes the bluet like a breeze, I smell the earth, I smell the bruisèd plant, I look into the crater of the ant.
poem by Robert Frost
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The Man Amplifier
The man amplifier
Has everything but desire
Is a robot when he should
Never tires, ever good
And were singing
Parallel sympathy with you
Skin to metal overture
Take a walk, hes always near
Like a shadow, never fear
While were singing
Like a tower in the dark
He can leave you feeling stark
While his fingers fall away
Love is climbing in his heart
So were singing
Take a towel to his brow
Soothe the features of the proud
Lubricate the inner man
Exercise him when you can
And be singing
song performed by by Young Marble Giants
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I Hate The Fact
I hate the fact
that one can steal your heart
and leave it broken in many parts
I hate the fact
that one can make you feel
but then you looked he had turned the wheel
I hate the fact
that one can catch your eye
and finally find it was for a while
I hate the fact
that one can sweep you off your feet
into a fantasy that only you could feel
I hate the fact
that when you hear ones name
you remember he was once your dame
I hate the fact
that you had to go
and you left me here with a broken soul
I hate the fact
that love was there
but left me in pain that one cant bare
I hate the fact
that memories hurt
and that nothing ever seems to ever work
I hate the fact
that i cry so much
that everyday i long to feel your touch
I hate the fact
that i cant move on
but maybe its something that can make me strong
poem by Miri Tuecemo
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