I often think that could we creep behind the actor's eyes, we would find an attic of forgotten toys and a copy of the Domesday Book.
quote by Laurence Olivier
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When Toys
Unfortunately someone did not have any toys
In the forgotton childhood...hides my attic.
Ingaged, they now play with the other toys
between the wooden rails...ironwood is....
Butterfly wings stick together while others cry
pulling back the wind they fly not far apart....
Jack and Jill they have no other toys
some where In your lost childhood...
When hills had eyes I came back to say
When toys..........
T.G.
poem by Is It Poetry
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Toys In The Attic
In the attic lies
Voices scream
Nothings seen
Reals a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothings seen
Reals a dream
(chorus)
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
In the attic lies
Voices scream
Nothings seen
Reals a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothings seen
Reals a dream
(repeat chorus) (yayayayayayayow!)
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Toys In The Attic
In the attic lies
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
(Chorus)
Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic
Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic
Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic
Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic
In the attic lies
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
(Repeat Chorus)
song performed by by Warrant
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Toys In The Attic
In the attic lies
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
(Chorus)
Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic
Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic
Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic
Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic
In the attic lies
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
(Repeat Chorus)
song performed by by Warrant
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Toys In The Attic
So many years have passed me by
and so many toys in the attic lie.
Old rusty skates that used to glide,
I see them lyimg on their side.
A doll carriage, a wheel that's broken,
The doll that said 'Mama' now unspoken.
Coloring books all yellowed with age,
memories of 8 colors are on every page.
A kite assembled all by my dad,
the best kite a kid ever had.
A tricycle that mom and dad kept,
a remembered fall when I had wept.
Yo-yos and batty balls in a box,
and plenty of legos and wooden blocks.
So many toys from my childhood days
are in mama's attic that's like a maze.
They're everywhere I step, everywhere I look
but the best thing there is a pocketbook.
Mama filled it with pennies she saved for me
and they're better than all the toys I see.
See my books at stores.lulu.com/reizerj
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Man With All The Toys
Hes the man with all the toys
Someone found a lighted house late one night
And he saw through the window a sight
A big man in a chair
And little tiny men everywhere
Hes the man with all the toys
Well how thrilled that someone must have been
And he must have been tempted to go in
He stayed out in the cold
And when he left them he told
About the man with all the toys
Hes the man with all the toys
The man with all the toys
Hes the man with all the toys
song performed by by Beach Boys
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MY Toys
I have instructed someone else,
To play with MY toys!
'Instructed?
Why don't you just give them your toys? '
I want it understood that they are mine...
When and IF I decide I want them back.
'Why 'those' toys? '
Gee...
I hadn't thought of it.
I guess the real reason is...
Those were the only toys they selected.
AND...
I now find that myself to be strange.
Because...
IF they had 'not' selected 'those' toys...
I would have given them away,
Anyway.
I hate to be intruded upon!
Especially by those making demands,
With high expectations.
Oh well...
My mind goes 'cuckoo' on me sometimes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Throw My Toys Around
Ive got no time for fairy stories
Im not a little girl
So you can leave me all alone
And turn off the lights as well
If you are frightened
Then listen
But I dont think youd like it
Such a nice kid
Nobodys looking now
Ill throw my toys around
Somebodys being very bad
I wonder who it can be
Somebodys gonna get in trouble
I know it isnt me
Im just a little angel
But you dont know what Ive done
When your backs turned
Nobodys looking now
Ill throw my toys around
Pick up those building blocks
Chop off the babys locks
Swing dolly by the hair
Put down that teddy bear
Slam dunk a happy clown
I throw my toys around
Ive got no time for bedtime stories
Im not a little child
Everything makes me furious
And everything makes me wild
If you are frightened then whistle
And Ill come running you
As you boo hoo
Nobodys looking now
Ill throw my toys around
Nobodys looking now
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
song performed by by No Doubt
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I'll Throw My Toys Around
by No Doubt feat. Elvis Costello
Gwen Stefani - Elvis Costello - Gwen Stefani & Elvis Costello
I've got no time for fairy stories
I'm not a little girl
So you can leave me all alone
And turn off the lights as well
If you were frightened then listen
But I don't think you would like it
Such a nice kid
Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking)
I throw my toys around
Somebody's being very bad
I wonder who it could be
Somebody's going to get in trouble
I know it isn't me
I'm just a little angel
But you don't know what I've done
When your backs turned
Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking)
I throw my toys around
Pick up those building blocks
Chop off my baby's locks
Swing dolly by her hair
Put down that teddy bear
Slam dunk a happy clown
I throw my toys around
I've got no time for bedtime stories
I'm not a little child
Everything makes me furious
And everything makes me wild
If you are frightened
Then whistle and I'll come running to you
As you boo hoo
Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking)
I throw my toys around
Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking)
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
song performed by by No Doubt
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But I would like to think that it's the actor that makes the difference in these cases. Not the director, not the guy that wrote the book, not the guy that adapted it for the screen, but the actor.
quote by Ray Walston
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Toys In The Attic
Light voices scream nothing seems reals a dream
Leaving the things that you learned behind
Leaving the things that you love behind
All of the things that you learned were real
Nothing except for the years
Voices scream, nothing seems reals a dream
Toys toys toys in the attic
Light voices scream nothing seems reals a dream
Leaving the things that you love behind
Leaving the things that you learned behind
All of the things that you learned were real
Nothing except for the years
Voices scream, nothing seems reals a dream
Toys toys toys in the attic
song performed by by REM
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Not Forgotten
Not forgotten, although gone,
thoughts of you go on and on.
One clear picture and then another
come to mind as if to smother
any other scene where you're not there.
For I can remember you everywhere.
Not forgotten, although gone,
I awaken and again I'm drawn
back from dreams to reality.
Yes you're gone, not your memory.
Another day that I must face.
I stare again into vacant space.
Not forgotten, not by me.
With open eyes I still can see
every feature, every look.
To me you were an open book.
Nothing hidden on any page,
now I'm trapped in this worldly cage
without you.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Throw My Toys Around (feat. Elvis Costello)
(E. Costello, C. O' Riordan)
I've got no time for fairy stories
I'm not a little girl
So you can leave me all alone
And turn off the lights as well
If you are frightened
Then listen
But I don't think you'd like it
Such a nice kid
Nobody's lookin' now
I'll throw my toys around
Somebody's being very bad
I wonder who it can be
Somebody's gonna get in trouble
I know it isn't me
I'm just a little angel
But you don't know what I've done
When your back's turned
Nobody's lookin' now
(nobody's lookin')
I'll throw my toys around
(with Elvis:)
Pick up those building blocks
Chop off the baby's locks
Swing dolly by the hair
Put down that teddy bear
Slam dunk a happy clown
I throw my toys around
I've got no time for bedtime stories
I'm not a little child
Everything makes me furious
And everything makes me wild
If you are frightened then whistle
And I'll come runnin' you
As you boo hoo
Nobody's lookin' now
(nobody's lookin')
I'll throw my toys around
Nobody's lookin' now
(nobody's lookin')
I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
song performed by by No Doubt
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Gonna Creep Up On You
Im gonna creep up on you
Im gonna creep up on you
Im gonna creep up on you
Im gonna gonna
The writing on the wall showed the scandal
Pointed out the victim of the vandal
The lady was upset by the angle
Scratch your back and hot to handle
Im gonna creep up on you
Im gonna creep up on you
Im gonna creep up on you
Im gonna gonna
Youre sly, youre slick, youre sleek, youre outstanding
My legs are week, my heart, it beats, its pounding
Soon youre gonna weep in your sleepless surrounding
'cause Im the one taking you down for grounding
Im gonna creep up on you
Im gonna creep up on you
Im gonna creep up on you
Im gonna gonna
Little lady let me take a little bit of your love
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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A writer can write in an attic, or on top of a bus. Or with a sharp stick in some wet cement. To act, an actor has to have words. A stage. a camera turning.
Eyes-radio-lies
Slipping past position
You know I watch you dive
Watching you painted in chrome max factor
And feeling number one
all alone now
I can see you way, to the drone
Radio waves, hitting your brain from the phone
I can see
I cant see whats on your mind
Because your never alone
I am the voice inside your head
And the eyes in your radio
Im the eyes in your radio (radio, radio)
Im the eyes in your radio (radio, radio)
Hello mr. race car driver
You know Im watching you too
In the trauma-room, brain dead, still you went faster
Now your number means nothing
Mr. nickel-plated candyman
Are you feeling in lifeless in aluminum
Spinning decisions to the core
As everyone dances in the fast lane
I cant see whats on your mind
Because your never alone
I am the voice inside your head
And the eyes in your radio
Im the eyes in your radio (eyes in your radio)
Im the eyes in your radio (radio, radio)
With all thats fake, theres sence to make
From toys that break (from toys that, from toys that break)
Its time to throw away, all the bad things that you hated
You scared yourself away, now heres what you appreciate
Thats why people lie (people like you)
Thats why people lie (people like me)
Thats why people lie (people like you)
Thats why people lie (people like me)
Thats why people lie (so go away)
Thats why people lie (people like me)
Thats why people lie (people like you)
Thats why people lie
Im the eyes in your radio (eyes in your radio)
Im the eyes in your radio (radio, radio)
With all thats fake, theres sence to make, from toys that break (radio,
Radio...)
With all thats fake, theres sence to make, from toys that break (radio,
Radio...)
With all thats fake, theres sence to make, from toys that break
With all thats fake, theres sence to make, from toys that break
song performed by by Orgy
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Toybox
Metal toys in, quite predictably, toy box perform "The Book of Genesis". The book is old and mechanism even older and Repairman is... well, on vacation. Deus Ex Malfunction Machine.
An actor is an actor is an actor. The less personality an actor has off stage the better. A blank canvas on which to draw the characters he plays.
quote by Arthur Lowe
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A First Review
Love, Fear and Hate and Childish Toys
Are here discreetly blent;
Admire, you ladies, read, you boys,
My Country Sentiment.
But Kate says, 'Cut that anger and fear,
True love's the stuff we need!
With laughing children and the running deer
That makes a book indeed.'
Then Tom, a hard and bloody chap,
Though much beloved by me,
'Robert, have done with nursery pap,
Write like a man,' says he.
Hate and Fear are not wanted here,
Nor Toys nor Country Lovers,
Everything they took from my new poem book
But the flyleaf and the covers.
poem by Robert Graves
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Belated Conscience
To buy for school a copy-book
I asked my Dad for two-pence;
He gave it with a gentle look,
Although he had but few pence.
'Twas then I proved myself a crook
And came a moral cropper,
I bought a penny copy-book
And blued the other copper.
I spent it on a sausage roll
Gulped down with guilt suggestion,
To the damnation of my soul
And awful indigestion.
Poor Dad! His job was hard to hold;
His mouths to feed were many;
Were he alive a millionfold
I'd pay him for his penny.
Now nigh the grave I think with grief,
Though other sins are many,
I am a liar and a thief
'Cause once I stole a penny:
Yet be he pious as a friar
It is my firm believing,
That every man has been a liar
And most of us done thieving.
poem by Robert William Service
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