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It seemed sensible to move to a market town where I could walk everywhere.

quote by Mary Wesley
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Movin' On

Mmmmm Mmmmmm
Mmmmm Mmmmmm.
I get up in the morning and its just another day
Pack up my belongings, Ive got to get away.
Jump in to a taxi and the time is gettin tight
I go to keep on movin I got a show tonight
Mmmm,
And Im movin on, movin on from town to town
Movin on, baby, yeah Im never touchin the ground. Yeah.
I take it to the ticket gate and have another bowl
headin for the bordengate Im feelin pretty low
Fifteen minutes later, Im sittin on my plane
fastened in my safety belt Im takin off again
And Im movin on, movin on from town to town
Movin on, baby, yeah Im never touchin the ground.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Yeah.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
And Im movin on, movin on from town to town
Movin on, I cant seem to stop now.
(Improv. Guitar Solo)
I got to move on, move on from town to town.
I got to move on, I never seem to slow down.
Oh, I got to move on, move on from town to town.
I got to move on, I never seem to slow down.

song performed by by Bad Company
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Move To Mamphis

(pal waaktaar/magne furuholmen)
Walked around no one around
You were the one who taught me better
This old town brings me down
You were the one who told me you've got to
Move to memphis
That's what i'll do
Move to memphis and follow you
Trace that highway down to your doorway
Move tho memphis and be with you
On the day you walked away
I was the one who said
You'd better stick around stay in town
You were the one who told me you've got to
Move to memphis
That's what i'll do
Chase the shadow that follows you
Trace that highway down to your doorway
Move to memphis and be with you
That's what i'll do
Move to memphis to be with you
I'm gonna be with you

song performed by by A-Ha
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Events To Come?

The roamers and vagabonds
still roam this land.
They migrate towards the cities
and hold out their hand.
A few pennies here,
A few nickles there,
A few dollars, maybe
but that's pretty rare.
Most are afraid of them.
They look the other way.
For seeing is believing
on every passing day.

And so the business suits move on.
To their cubicles they go.
They're intent on how the market's doing
and their portfolio.
'How much money will I make?
Will I lose my shirt? '
They never think that they just might
wind up in the dirt
with a few pennies here,
a few nickles there,
a few dollars, maybe
for the market's now a bear.

Move over roamers
and vagabonds too.
Now we need handouts
just the same as you.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Move To Memphis

(pal waaktaar/magne furuholmen)
Walked around no one around
You were the one who taught me better
This old town brings me down
You were the one who told me youve got to
Move to memphis
Thats what Ill do
Move to memphis and follow you
Trace that highway down to your doorway
Move tho memphis and be with you
On the day you walked away
I was the one who said
Youd better stick around stay in town
You were the one who told me youve got to
Move to memphis
Thats what Ill do
Chase the shadow that follows you
Trace that highway down to your doorway
Move to memphis and be with you
Thats what Ill do
Move to memphis to be with you
Im gonna be with you

song performed by by A-Ha
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Packin Up

(margie hendrix)
So if I give up (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Packin up (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Im not chained and Im no longer bound
Said if I get up (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of town)
Oh yeah (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Im not chained and Im no longer bound
My suitcases ready
My clothes are too
And these are the things
You took me through
My friends told me
All about you
That men are evil
The things you do
And I keep on (Im not chained and Im no longer bound)
And then Im packin (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Oh yeah (yes, Im packin up)
Movin out of the town (movin out of the town)
Im not chained and Im no longer bound
Now that Im gone
Just look at me
Im looking better than
Any girl you see
Ive gotta brand new clothes
I gotta diamond ring
I gotta brand new man
He give me everything
So keep on (Im not chained and Im no longer bound)
And then Im movin (movin movin)
Oh, movin (movin movin)
And I gotta move (movin movin)
And I wanna move (movin movin)
Oh yeah (movin movin)
And I gotta move (movin movin)
And I gotta move (movin movin)
And I gotta move (movin movin)
Start packin up (movin movin)
Start packin up (movin movin)
Start packin up (movin movin)
Movin out of town (movin movin)
Alright (movin movin)
Yeah, yeah (movin movin)
Start packin up (movin movin)

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Can't Go On

How can it be easy to forget you when I think about you all the time
I never know how I miss you when I never had you, well nevermind
I move on, but I can't go on without you
Said I try, don't know why, what to do without you
Can't move on, can't move on
It'd be cool if we never met, if we never locked eyes
Then I'd feel so happy, not knowing you're so fine
I move on, but I can't go on without you
Said I try, don't know why, what to do without you
Can't move on, can't move on
I get so nuts when I'm around you there's nothing I can say
I wish you'd get outta my head, I think about you every day
I move on, but I can't go on without you
Said I try, don't know why, what to do without you
Can't move on, can't move on without...
ROCK!
I move on, but I can't go on without you
Said I try, don't know why, what to do without you
Can't move on, can't move on, can't move on, without... you

song performed by by Good Charlotte
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You never walk alone

I will walk with you tomorrow
through the streets of Boston town.
I will be right there beside you,
if you but take a look around.

I will help you bear the suffering
As you walk the sixty miles.
I will be right there beside you
In such breeze as can be found.

I will walk with you tomorrow
as your spirit proves its worth.
I will be right there beside you
though I no longer walk on earth.

It was six years ago this day
I suffered and I died.
So now my God-child walks for me
And I will share your miles.

You are walking with survivors
of the chemo and the knife.
Hear me in their laughter.
See me in their life.

I will walk with you tomorrow
Through the streets of Boston town
I will be right there beside you,
if you just take a look around.

poem by John F. McCullagh
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Outskirts Of Town

Im gonna move you baby
Way on the outskirts of town
Oh Im gonna move you darlin
I said way on the outskirts of town
Because I dont want nobody
Whos always hangin round
Mmm, maybe funny baby
Funny as can be
We have any children
I want em all to look like me
Well Ill move you darlin
Way on the outskirts of town
cause I dont want nobody
Nobody always hangin round
(play it now)
A move me a new baby
Way from here
I dont know how I can get no iceman out
Im wanna get me a fridgidaire
We gonna move
Way out on the outskirts of town
I dont want no bully
Always hangin around
Im gonna move darlin
way on the outskirts of town
Im gonna move darlin
Way, way on the outskirts of town (yeah)
Because I dont want nobody
Always hangin round
(play it for me, play guitar)
(instrumental)
It may seem funny, honey
Funny as can be
Have any children
Want em all to look like me
Im gonna move you darlin
All the way on the outskirts of town
Because I dont want nobody
Whos always hangin around
Oh, no no no no, yeah!

song performed by by Van Morrison
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I think the market is always going to be around. The goal is not to say, let's get rid of the market, because the market does render a huge number of services, and I don't want to have a fight about the price of something every time I buy a book or a bottle of water.

quote by Susan George
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Move Away

Moving moving
Move away
Spirit changed the conversation
Stepping stones across the land
I never wanted to be a hero
I never wanted to be a man
I hurt you darling
I made you cry
I hurt you darling
Dont ask me why
Move move move away from me darling
I never said Id hold your hand
Move move move away from me darling
I never said Id understand
If I could say this was judgment day
You know Id be a millionaire
Im prepared to wear my sorrow
Everywhere we go in town
Aint no need to beg or borrow
While youre there to drage me down
(justice right)
I need you so
I cant let go
I never said Id hold your hand
Why dont you move?

song performed by by Culture Club
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Didn't He Ramble

Didn't he ramble.... he rambled
Rambled all around.... in and out of town
Didn't he ramble....didn't he ramble
He rambled till the butcher cut him down
His feet was in the market place..his head was in the street
Lady pass him by, said..look at the market meat
He grabbed her pocket book..and said i wish you well
She pulled out a forty-five..said i'm head of personnel
Didn't he ramble...i said he rambled
Rambled all around...in and out of town
Didn't he ramble...oh didn't he ramble
He rambled till the butcher shot him down
(instrumental break)
He slipped into the cat house..made love to the stable
Madam caught him cold..said i'll pay you when i be able
Six months had passed ..and she stood all she could stand
She said buddy when i'm through with you
Ole groundhog gonna be shakin yo' hand
And didn't he ramble...he rambled
Rambled all around...in and out of town
Oh didn't he ramble......he rambled
You know he rambled...till the butcher...cut him down
I said he rambled..lord...'till the butcher shot him down

song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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What Price Creativity?

My heart beats passionately.
My mind thinks creatively.
My soul cries desperately.

I am an individual undreamed of.
I will not comprise.
I will not bleat with herded sheep.

Truth Honour Justice Disguised?
For these three I stand alone.
For these three I walk alone.
These three I aspire to distinctly own.

Wisdom Knowledge Worked Of Past Ages.
As I merge ancient celestial wisdom.
As I sweep across unknown ages.
As I walk worlds apart from material wealth.

In a capitalistic world I moan.

What Price Creativity?
What market value?
Which market?

For what reason?
For what profit?

Why bother?

poem by Terence George Craddock
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This Town

(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth)
The cars leave their trails of hot & cold light inside my head
Like burned-in long exposure pictures
The wheels spin slowly backwards
Strobing in the amber light
And the rain comes down and washes my brain
But it dont get clean
This town has turned me into what I have become
This town dresses me up like a stranger
This town performs in the window like the ultimate gift
This town takes us down
I feel like Im losing you to this town
We were saving our money for half of our lives
We were saving our dreams
And we came to this place to make the chances real in the big city
But Ive been counting the days Ive been watching you change
And I can feel it dying
The noise outside takes you in its arms like a lamb to a lion
And down there somewhere among the noise
The magazine dolls and the big money boys
Move silently on their easy heels
They move silently on their greasy wheels
This town has turned me into what I have become
This town dresses you up like a stranger
This town hangs around in the doorway and tells me Im late
This town takes us down, takes us down
I feel like Im losing you to this town
The morning breaks and I watch you awake and this town takes you down away from me again

song performed by by Marillion
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Listening to every Tom, Dick and Donkey

Come, we have a story, said the Old Man. Come, sit and I shall tell you all a little tale of a donkey, a boy and his father…and of strangers too…and many a busybody…
And the children sat round the campfire and the Old Man began his tale…

One day
(and this is many, many
uncountable days ago)
Father called Son
and he said:
‘Son
you are grown now
into a fine young lad
and you must learn
how to buy and sell
and make a profit

‘So, come let us go
you and I
to the market to see
what silver coins we can get
for this old donkey
in our shed’

2

And so Son and Dad
set out for the town market
across the sandy and rocky miles
and some way off
Dad grew tired and he said:

‘Ah, Son
this walk tires me and so
I shall ride the donkey
while you walk by the side;
so, come let us go
you and I
to the market to see
what silver coins we can get
for this old donkey
that I shall ride’

3

‘Ho, ho!
What do we have here? ’
came a voice
as the Dad sat riding the donkey
while the Son walked by the side
‘A cruel father you are, ’
said the Family Standards Officer
‘Get down, you grown man
and let the child ride! ’

And the Father was ashamed
and so he let the Son ride the donkey
and he walked beside

And the Family Standards Officer
was extremely pleased
and he filled up his forms
and he bade the Father and Son safe journey:
‘Ah, this is another
success story
of the Family Welfare Dept
where conscience has won the day
and the Son rides the donkey
and the Father walks beside’

4
A nd the Father and Son are gone but a mile, a mile - when another interruption came their way, heading straight their way….

‘What do we have here? ’
came a scream
and the Mandarin of the
State Morals Education
stopped the trio
and the Mandarin glared disapprovingly
at the boy riding the donkey and he said:
‘Where is your filial piety?
Know you not the son must do his duty
by the father?
Get off the donkey -
you young donkey!
and allow your father to ride
while you walk with reverence
and duty beside! ’

And so now we have the
Father on the donkey
and the Son walking beside
all three slowly on and on
Father and son
to the market to see
what silver coins
they might get
for this old donkey
that they have taken turns to ride

5

Then comes an old woman
and she mutters to herself as she passes by:
‘Ah, what’s come of life
that a father should ride and
allow the young to walk.’

And so the Father bids his Son
be a pillion rider with him on the donkey
and so they ride
merrily, merrily
on to the market
to see
what silver coins they can get
for this old donkey
that they both ride

5

But no sooner have they covered
but a mile, just a mile
with the respectable Father
and the filial Son
(both on the hapless donkey)
when a voice thunders out from the bush
and the Animal Rights Activist stands out
and he screams:
‘Oh, you cruel people
that you should ride a helpless donkey!
Shame on you!
Much better that you both
carried the creature! ’

And of course
the Son and Father
so reasonable and
always with an open mind
they jump off the donkey
and they carry
the donkey all the way
all the way
just four more miles
just four more miles
and they soon come into the market
carrying the donkey
and shouting:
‘Donkey for sale!
Donkey for sale! ’

6

And the buyers
at the markets
they see
this Father and Son
carrying the donkey
and screaming:
‘Donkey f or sale!
Donkey for sale! ’

And the buyers they say:
‘But it appears, Sirs,
there are
three donkeys for sale
three donkeys for sale!
In declaring
“Donkey for Sale! ”
when there are clearly three
are you offering three
for the price of one? ’

poem by Raj Arumugam
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Janie, Dont Take Your Love To Town

J. bon jovi
Sitting here just watching you sleep
Wish I could slip inside and be
In some technicolor dream
But the airs too thick for one of us to breathe
Im not fool enough to think
You couldnt live life without me
I didnt come this far to throw the towel in
I didnt fight this hard to walk away
If I aint smart enough to say Im sorry
Its just because the words got in the way
I remember how it used to be
I was you and you were me
We were more than just the same
Now these shoes dont fit, my skins too tight
When you want a kiss, I take a bite
Let your heart call up the cops, read me my rights
Last night I drak enough to drown
Raise a toast to your good looks and to my health
Look, we both know how much Ive let you down
Janie dont you take your love to town
Janie dont you take your love to town
Janie dont you take your love to town
If Ive got to beg, Ill beg, just dont walk away
Janie dont you take your love to town
You deserve a shooter, a saint
Someone to give it to you straight
To find the soul throught flesh and bone
My lifes a treasure, full of sunny weather
But its left me feeling cold
Now all you want to do is take me home
I hated you, the night you said you loved me
I hated you, cause I couldnt love myself
Im begging you now, baby please just hold me
I got one foot in, one foot off the ground
Janie dont you take your love to town
Janie dont you take your love to town
If Ive got to beg, Ill beg, just dont walk away
Janie dont you take your love to town
Sitting here while youre fast asleep
In the bathroom by the sink
Trying to write the right words down
I turn out the lights, close my eyes
There aint no prayers or kiss goodnight
What Ill forget to say tomorrow, Ill say now
Janie dont you take your love to town
Janie dont you take your love to town
Janie dont you take your love to town
If Ive got to beg, Ill beg, just dont walk away
Janie dont you take your love to town

song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Waterfront

Get in, get out of the rain
Im goin to move on up to the waterfront
Step in, step out of the rain
Im goin to walk on up to the waterfront
Said, one million years from today
Im goin to step on up to the waterfront
Get in, get out of the rain
Come in, come out of the rain
So far, so good, so close, yet still so far
So far, so good, so close, yet still so
So far, so far, so far
The rain, Im going to move on up to the waterfront
Step in, step out of the rain
Im going to walk on up to the waterfront
Said, one million years from today
Step on up to the waterfront
Said, come in, come out of the rain
Said, come in, come out of the rain
Said, come in, come out of the rain
Im goin to move on up to the front
Im goin to walk on up to the front
Im goin to live on up by the front
Im goin to walk on up to the front
Come in, come out of the rain
Come in, come out of the rain
Said, come in, come out of the rain
Come in, come out of the rain
Move on up, to step on up
Walk on up, live on up
Far away, far away, far away
So, walk away, so far, I walk away
So, so, walk away, up to the waterfront
Up to the waterfront
So far, so far
Words & music : james kerr, charlie burchill, mel gaynor, derek forbes, michael macneil (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission

song performed by by Simple Minds
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Enterprise

It's time to walk.
The overtime spent talking,
Is through.
You've been given a boost!
God has given you the desires of your heart!
If...
You just see this and get up and move!
That power of The Almighty,
Is there.
Be now aware of it!
The enterprise inside you,
Should no longer be a surprise.
It's time to walk.
Stop your squawking.
God has given you the desires of your heart!
If...
You just see this and get up and move!
The enterprise is not disguised.
Or to realize before your eyes...
To appear in the skies.
It is and has been within you.
It is there...
If you so choose.
Now get up and move!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Small Town

Well I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Probly die in a small town
Oh, those small communities
All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity
Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic thats me
But Ive seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an l.a. doll and brought her to this small town
Now shes small town just like me
No I cannot forget where it is that I come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what I want to be
Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look whos in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and thats good enough for me
Well I was born in a small town
And I can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in this small town
And thats probly where theyll bury me

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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He Feels The Time Is Ripe

Where many do live for local renown
The ageing fringe dweller in the old country town
Has never played football with the local club
And always drinks on his own when he is in the pub.

Since he does not talk about the local club's latest loss or win
He remains an outsider and does not fit in
Though he has lived here for ten years as an outsider he remain
The status of a local he has yet to attain.

He feels a decade of his life enough to have spent here
He will move to the bigger town early next year
This not a town for one such as he an artist and a talented man
More suited to a footballer or a football fan.

In the old country town he does not have a friend
And his stay in the place is coming to an end
In his early to mid fifties his best days long gone
And he feels the time is ripe for him to move on.

poem by Francis Duggan
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O. R. R.

(gary rossington -- johnny vanzant -- hughie thomasson -- rickey medlocke)
Theres a story to tell about days of old
A man and his gun, a street fighter Im told
Theres one in every town, tryin to make himself a name
If hes quicker on the draw, comes glory and fame
They say hes always alone, he rides a horse with no name
His only friend was the devil by his side but it caused him so much pain
If his guns could talk, oh, the stories they would tell
Of all the men who tried and lost, all the ones he sent to hell
(chorus)
They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town cant stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run
Things havent changed much these days
Faces are younger, but still they keep playing the deadliest game
Brothers and sisters, what are we fightin for
Its not for the fame or the glory anymore
I hear the mothers cryin
Too many children dyin
How many tears have to fall to bring this to an end
They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town cant stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... oh
Theyre all outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town cant stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run

song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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