If you have real passion for a career in game shows, be willing to serve an apprenticeship; it's the best way to learn.
quote by Randy West
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The apprenticeship of difficulty is one which the greatest of men have had to serve.
quote by Samuel Smiles
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Careers
A career has overtaken me for it is easier than me,
You fight more than this to satisfy, to push the other.
Pulling a nail out of the wall means too much strength,
It entails the right career to be followed, and the real coin.
A professional is a man or woman in headaches,
The career is a job of brilliance that helped me further
And aided others, for my wallet is gone,
My purse is spent on the real conversation of thoughts.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Just as every conviction begins as a whim so does every emancipator serve his apprenticeship as a crank. A fanatic is a great leader who is just entering the room.
Your job is not your career
I responsible to my job, I fight for my career
I bound to job, I grow with career
Job is described, career is developed
Job is fulfilled, career is achieved
Job is for living, career is for life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I attribute my entire football career, as far as getting me started, getting me interested, keeping me that way was my father. He went to every game even though he was crippled and wasn't real healthy.
Look At Your Game Girl
There's a time for living
Time keeps on flying
Think you're loving baby
But all your doing is crying
[chorus]
Can you feel
Are those feelings real
Look at your game, girl
Look at your game, girl
What a mad delusion
Living in that confusion
Frustration and doubt
Can you ever live without the game
The sad, sad game
Mad game
Just to say loves' not enough
?? it can't be true
Oh, you can tell those lies but you're only fooling you
[chorus]
??? you feel
I ??? those feelings ain't real
Then you better stop trying
Or you're gonna play crying
Stop trying
That's the game
Sad sad game
Mad game
Sad game
[spoken]
Thanks, chas
Jack
song performed by by Guns N' Roses
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Plastic Passion
Plastic passion is a hard to handle
Plastic passion is a sold out scandal
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is the ladies lover
Plastic passion is the marble mother
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a diamond delight
Plastic passion is the nadir of night
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a hycoscine heart
Plastic passion is a transparent tart
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a gold guarantee
The plastic passion is murdering me
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
song performed by by Cure
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The Great Game
We who play the great game
instinctively know our enemies
as our enemies instinctively
know us and so it has always been
across centuries thousands of
years as we each serve our masters.
Life and Death is the shadow game we play
those of us who play hard prepare to die
to live or die always ultimately for what we
believe in this never ending game power
struggles in quests to be free to enslave
we choose our sides thus we live or die.
We all play the game at various skill levels
some hide some observe act some risk all
some serve Mammon some serve Heaven
and when all the battle dust finally settles
what will be our waiting final resting place?
What rewards await those who served wrong master?
When people are prepared to fight for power
people die people are killed in such struggles
it is not called a power struggle for nothing.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dream of Passion in the night
I had a dream last night of passion
but when I awoke and realised it wasn't a dream
but mmmmmmmmmmmmm - a night of real passion
the evidence all around me assured me
it was real mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
sweet dreams are made of this.......................
but in reality is even sweeter..........I had a dream
last night of passion
Damn! what a nite............................. I had a dream
of passion in the night
poem by Precious Scott
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Without Your Love
If I see you again
You might understand the way
That I feel
Though time after time I try
To explain the feeling was so real
And I want you to know time hasnt changed
When I was loving you then
The breeze of your lips
The warmth of your hands
One touch and Im flying again
I cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
All I wanted from life
And learned about love was
Much better beside you
And I just cant forget
Learning to cry
The day I found out that
I had lost you
Though love is a game
And games always end
I just cant think of you
As a memory
All the days that you cared
All the love we once shared
Inside I cant seem to forget you
And cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
I cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
Though love is a game
And games always end
I just cant think of you
As a memory
All the days that you cared
All the love we once
Inside I cant seem to forget you
I cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
I cant go on without you
Feeling this way about you
I just cant learn to live
Without your love
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Kellogg's Jingle (mono)
by Micky Dolenz
There's a way, there's a way for you and I if you'll just stay,
If you'll just stay to keep me hidden from the day,
And all its light that's covered up by night when you're away.
When you're away the image of your face is clear,
It is clear across the room and I am here,
Against the wall, afraid that it is all just a game.
Just a game that's played in fun but not too real,
Not too real to take a chance on finding out
You've really lost, I can't see you clearly while I'm here.
While I'm here and you are in my state of mind,
My state of mind is changing places all the time,
And I am lost, trying to get across another time.
When you're away the image of your face is clear,
It is clear across the room and I am here,
Against the wall, afraid that it is all just a game,
Just a game,
Just a game,
Just a game,
Just a game,
Just a game,
Just a game,
Just a game.
fade out...
song performed by by Monkees
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Where Is My Passion
Where is my passion
Far too much pain
Where is my passion
Must I love in vain?
Where is my passion
I need must know
Where is my passion
I want so much to grow
Where is my passion
Lost in your lips
Where is my passion
I feel for your kiss
Where is my passion
Lost in your eyes
Where is my passion
Release me to fly
Where is my passion
There in your hands
Where is my passion
Touch me…expand
Where is my passion
Please…be a man
poem by Fleurette Elaine Harris
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Learn
when broken
learn
when happy
learn
when bored
learn
when you float and does not know what to do
learn just the same
when filled with idealism
learn
when fed with what you cannot swallow
learn again
when the times get rough and you want to kill yourself
learn, learn, learn
you still have many things to learn
faces of life
bodies of life
learn, learn, learn everything
do not surrender
for in truth, you do not do what you only want
you will also do what you are told to do
no questions asked
or you will be left out
or you will be not a part of the picture
this life
learn, learn, learn, always learn
do not surrender
live, learn, live, learn
you will soon do all that others will tell you
learn, learn and learn again
and sooner you will have learned everything
and then do what you want to do
with firm conviction
you know now what is right
and that is what you will do,
now without even being told
you have become yourself
but still learn, learn, and learn again
because
you might be wrong,
try thinking some more, learn
relearn, learn, learn, learn, forevermore....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Shes Got It Bad
I get off my things, I lay down in the sidelanes
I dont feel that I hide, just permanently ride
And Im waiting for your gentle rain
Something thatll help me learn
But one look at her and you know
That shes got it bad
One look in the mirror shows
I live as I want
But shes got it bad
Check it out, check it out, roll up there now
Huh!
Shes headed for a festival of heartache
Miss executive desperationyou only suck the
Blood thats spilled
Your macho imitation femininity is killed
I pray that you feel no pain
Only if it helps you learn
But one look at her and you know
That shes got it bad
One look and the mirror shows
I live as I want
But shes got it bad
She knows it
It shows!
song performed by by Simply Red
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The things I love with a passion
I rock and roll with passion
I talk out my soul with a passion
I eat good food with passion
I defeat bad mood with a passion
I sleep well with passion
I weep hell with a passion
I dream endlessly with passion
I gleam ceaselessly with a passion
I aim for money with passion
I do the same for honey with a passion
I listen carefully with passion
I glisten dutifully with a passion
I search for fame with passion
I research to blame with a passion
I walk everyday with passion
I talk and play with a passion
I embrace life with passion
I face nightlife with a passion
I laugh out with passion
I chaffe about with a passion
I cook with others with passion
I look at mothers with a passion
I touch gently with passion
I clutch tightly with a passion
I work hard with a passion
I rock mad with a passion
I gear up goals with passion
I stir up roles with a passion
I make friends with passion
I take weekends with a passion
I love kissing with passion
I love teasing with a passion
I make love with passion
I take from above with a passion
If push comes to shove
Label me old fashioned
For these are things I caption
In life with all my passion
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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I was feeling real good and real manly. Until a real cowboy walked by and told me I had my hat on backwards. So much for my career as a cowboy.
quote by Michael Biehn
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And I think because of the passion of every English player and every English supporter, and every English journalist for the game, most of the game is played with passion, love for football and instinct, but in football you also have to think.
quote by Jose Mourinho
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We must remember that politics is more than a power game. The core of politics in my view is to serve our citizens, to serve our fellow human beings.
quote by Kjell Magne Bondevik
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Society game
from this room
i can see everything
even if i pretend to be blind
i can see you
i can see the cruelty
i can see discrimination
i can see your pain
i wish i didnt see it
i wish i'd see perfection
but it ain't any perfection in the real world
even in the imagination perfection played its last game
game over game over
it's over kid
it's game over
over and over
now you'll have to play the real game through your life away
till you put an end in your way
till there you'll win discrimantion and cruelty, the pain
you played it cool
now just pretend you stay cool
at least they won't be so glad when attacking you
this is the society game
you gotta stay cool or you'll die
in this society u'r the black sheep
don't let them to kill you first
poem by Ashley Genocide
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I’m Proud, an Indian Doctor
I’m proud an Indian doctor;
I have a billion lives to save;
In practice, let me not falter;
But with my patients well behave.
’Tis thrilling to serve fellowmen,
Suff’ring from newer disease;
Let me use my fullest ken,
And teach them how to live in peace.
My country is a poor nation;
My brethren need my treatment;
So, let me serve with passion;
And free them from their ailment.
God turned me to be healer great;
And serve my fellowmen ill;
Let me improve patient’s fate;
By using my God-given skill.
I’m proud to serve my brethren;
God will bless me some day, some way;
A Doctor turns earth to heaven-
Some day, my patients will sure say!
poem by John Celes
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