People are saying that I'm an alcoholic, and that's not true, because I only drink when I work, and I'm a workaholic.
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Workaholic
R- ray a- anita
Ok, let's go to work!
The workaholic!
The workaholic!
R: the workaholic he works every day
24 hours, no time to play
He won't quit; he's addicted to work
I think he's going out like a jerk
Working, working, what can you do?
See the light from a different point of view!
Ready in the morning for the bell to chime
I think he's glad it's working time!
The workaholic!
A: work your body, baby work your soul!
Keep on workin' workin' to the bone!
Work your body, baby, work your soul
I'm a workaholic when i'm on the floor!
The workaholic!
R: first like a jerk, why you always work?
Messing up your mind with that paperwork?
The only thing is to break ball
Is working, yo, and that's all
They do it for money, but he for fun
He won't get away until the job is done
For drinkin' drinkin' like an alcoholic
The guy is just a workaholic!
The workaholic!
A: work your body, baby work your soul!
Keep on workin' workin' to the bone!
Work your body, baby, work your soul
I'm a workaholic when i'm on the floor!
The workaholic!
The workaholic!
The workaholic!
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Alcoholic Blues
You're an alcoholic but not a smoker -
What else is there to say?
Your poetry is mediocre -
It's been another lousy day.
You used to think
If you had a drink
Your blues would go away -
But now you know that isn't true
So you haven't had a drink today.
Well done, old boy!
But there's no joy,
So what are you going to do?
You're dead inside, and lonely too
And bored and in despair.
Your fellow alcoholics care -
They say, 'If you choose
To turn again to booze
You've a hell of a lot to lose! '
You'd lose your peace of mind, I guess.
The answer's 'Yes,
But wouldn't it be nice
To ignore this sound advice,
To relax, chill out, and have a little happiness?
Or at least to write a decent verse,
Something pungent, moving, terse,
Transcending this alcoholic's curse! ! ! '
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Pop Juice
You went there until you crash here
Then woken up to wonder where the night went
Keep breathing it'll come back again
Tonight will be different
We will all be saved
My name's Jimmy, I'm an alcoholic
And I have been for 33 years or more
So kill me, I will die without it
It's like this wherever I go
So we crashed down in BB's
Keep quiet because the question is elaborate
You need a lawyer, a doctor, a drink
To keep surviving
Keep me firing
My name's Jimmy, I'm an alcoholic
And I have been for 33 years or more
So kill me, I will die without it
It's like this wherever I go
I don't feel like going out
I don't feel like going out
Feel like going out
I don't feel like going out
I don't feel like going out
Feel like going out
Feel like going out
My name's Jimmy, I'm an alcoholic
And I have been for 33 years or more
So kill me, I will die without it
It's like this wherever I go
My name's Jimmy, I'm an alcoholic
And I have been for 33 years or more
So kill me, I will die without it
It's like this wherever I go
Do you feel like going out?
Do you feel like going out?
Do you feel like going out?
Do you feel like going out?
Do you feel like going out?
Do you feel like going out?
Do you feel like going out?
song performed by by Gomez
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Yuko and Hiro
This is my work place
And these are the people I work with
Yuko and hiro
We work together
We work for the company
That works to the future
We work hard to please me
They will protect us
I never see you
We're never together
I'll love you forever
I drink in the evening
It helps with relaxing
I can't sleep without drinking
We drink together
From monday to saturday
I go to my workplace
But on sunday we are together
Yuko and hiro
I never see you
song performed by by Blur from The Great Escape
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12 Steps of Bad Poets Anonymous
1. I recognize that I’ve written more trash than anything worthwhile,
And I’m therefore committed to change my ludicrous lifestyle.
2. I give my life up to the Bottle to grant me genius that I miss
And beg forgiveness of bad poets whose asses that I used to kiss.
3. For I’m powerless without it - the mighty strength of Alcohol -
That gives me boundless inspiration, while sitting in a toilet stall.
4. No matter how great the effort, I cannot write a goddamned thing
Without my daily meditation with an alcoholic drink.
5. I drink and I become awakened to all the beauty that’s within
Those sparkling ice cubes in my cognac, my vodka, whiskey, rum and gin.
6. I seek a moral higher ground within my realm of Alcohol,
That grants me peace and inner virtues, that I revere and extol.
7. Let’s drink away our shortcomings until our heads begin to spin,
Until we all become connected to our geniuses within.
8. Let our words become true hammers to dropp upon the sleeping minds,
To guide them from their lives of error, from pastures ignorant and blind.
9. Each day I make another toast to the Holy Ghost of Alcohol
And pray that it may give me guidance and peace to my tormented soul.
10. I’m no Byron, no Shakespeare, no Baudelaire, nor Rimbaud,
But every drink makes me immortal and fills me with supernal awe.
11. It’s when my Atman becomes Brahman, my inner I, the God within,
And I begin to feel that oneness with the Eternal Everything.
12. With every glass of wine and brandy, with every alcoholic drink
I change into the Master Poet, like Rumi on an angel’s wing.
August 16,2010
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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I had to accept that I was an alcoholic, that was the main thing. I think you've got to. But I try not say that I'm an alcoholic. I prefer to say that it's a disease I've got.
quote by Paul Gascoigne
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That'll Work
I never judge a man
By the color of his skin,
But by what I see--
That'll work!
I never judge a man
By what people say,
But by what I know--
That'll work!
I never judge a man
By what is said of him,
But by what I see--
That'll work!
True love is unlimited.
It goes on without complaint.
It offers without expectation--
That'll work.
True love protects without explanation;
It gives without asking.
True love is forever.
That'll work.
poem by Vaudaline Thomas
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I'm a workaholic. I love every movie I've been in, even the bad ones, every TV series, every play, because I love to work. It's what keeps me going.
quote by Karl Malden
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Come to Work
Leisure-lovers, looking for
Exotic reasons to explore
The mystery of recent past
Strap on your watches, strive
To look a little nine-to-five
And be Industrial at last
Don’t look as if you’d shirk
Our next activity: To Work-
A game I’m sure you’ll grasp
Get into working rhythm, find
Dancing to The Daily Grind
The ultimate in hip-hop blast
Toss off your miniscule computers
Mingle with these old commuters
Join them in their ancient task
Find bliss – a new emphatic thrill
Behind this old pneumatic drill
And give it your ghetto blast
The natives of this odd time-spot
Are leisure-seeker-friendly, not
All against lane-living Fast
They..their stress in Union
Strikes – a kind blest communion
Under Holy Mentor, Marx.
If it’s your quirk then please frolic
In sun of work, be workaholic
Drink from it labour flask
Well, work-fantasists, a pleasure
It has been to guide your leisure
I must sleep now - kavlast!
poem by John a'Beckett
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I never stood in a public house bar and alcoholic drink never touched my lips.
quote by James Larkin
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One More Cup of Tea
Oh, one more cup of tea and then I'll do some work
Just one more wander to the kitchen
Then I'll settle down and work
But no... there's no motivation in me at all
No, there's no reason to be here
Just waiting for the weekend now
I used to love to work
To work hard and learn
Impress the bosses, raise my salary
Make a difference, make some money
But no... there's no motivation in me at all
No, there's no reason to bother anymore
This is just time that's bided
I don't want to be here
I don't want to work
I just want to go out and drink myself to death
Where there are people who could conceivably love me
But I go out, and drink myself close to death
And there are no people who could conceivably love me
So just one more cup of tea and then I'll do some work
Just one more wander round the office
And then I swear I'll do some work
But no... there's no drive in me to work
No, there's no reason to want to try
This is just time that isn't mine
Just waiting for the weekend now
This is just time that's bided
This is just time that isn't mine...
poem by B. Alexander
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Older Than You
We are younger in years! Yes, that is true;
But in some things we are older than you.
For instance, you sometimes say with a smile,
'It will do to drink wine once in a while.'
We say, 'It will not do at all!'
Wine is an imp of old Alcohol.
So are gin and beer, and cider, too.
If you drink up them, they will eat up you.
'Cider is not a strong drink,' you say.
Ah! but, my friend, it opens the way
For brandy and whiskey to follow fast.
It has done it many a time in the past.
It tempts and teases the appetite.
Let it alone, boys, keep to the right;
Onward and upward we mean to go.
Heaven is reached that way, you know.
People who drink are behind the time.
They are back with darkness, and woe, and crime.
This age is progressive. You people who drink,
Though ever so little, just pause and think-
Think of the anguish that liquor makes;
Think of the hearts that it burdens and breaks.
Let it alone: stop drinking to-day-
This is what we, the children, say.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Turn My Way
Take my hand
And dont let go
Trust this man
And let it flow
Dont take me down
Cause Im not done
Dont steal my crown
Before its won
The wide expanse
The wheel of chance
Will turn my way
The sky will not be gray
I dont wanna be like other people are
Dont wanna own a key, dont wanna wash my car
Dont wanna have to work like other people do
I want it to be free, I want it to be true
Take my hand
And dont let go
Trust this man
And let it flow
I drank in every bar in town
I filled my cup when I was down
I saw the things I wanted to see
Became the man I wanted to be
But then somehow I lost my way
Ive got to get back there today
I dont wanna be like other people are
Dont wanna own a key, dont wanna wash my car
Dont wanna have to work like other people do
I want it to be free, I want it to be true
I dont wanna be like other people are
Dont wanna own a key, dont wanna wash my car
Dont wanna have to work like other people do
I want it to be free, I want it to be true
I dont wanna be like other people are
Dont wanna own a key, dont wanna wash my car
Dont wanna have to work like other people do
I want it to be free, I want it to be true
I dont wanna be like other people are
Dont wanna own a key, dont wanna wash my car
I lie awake at night, or wait until its light
I want it to be free, I thought that I was right
Tought that I was right
Tought that I was right
Tought that I was right
Tought that I was right
Tought that I was right
Tought that I was right
song performed by by New Order
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The Occasional Blackout Feb 8th 2011
I PASSED SOME HARD WORKING ALCOHOLICS ALONG THE WAY,
EVEN SOME WHO COMMITTED SUICIDE BUT BE THAT AS IT MAY,
THOSE POOR PEOPLE SO INCLINED SHOULD BE HELPED OUT OF THEIR DISTRESS,
BUT IT DOESN’T WORK TOO GOOD WITH ALCOHOLICS, I GUESS.
I WAS ONCE AN ALCOHOLIC MYSELF SO I KNOW THEIR WAYS,
TRY TO ACT AND TALK SOBER IN THE MIDST OF CONSTANT MALAISE,
AND HIDE THE SECRET SICKNESS THAT SO FEW KNOW ABOUT,
PRETENDING WE WERE AS SOBER AS A UNIFORMED BOY SCOUT.
LIVING IN THE OCCASIONAL BLACKOUT VERY CLOSE TO THE BRINK,
WHAT DID I DO FOR THOSE FOUR HOURS AND HOW MUCH DID I DRINK?
HOW DID I GET FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CITY TO HERE?
DID MY CAR KNOW THE WAY AND SHOULD I LOOK AROUND IN FEAR?
IT WAS FEAR OF SCARY BLACKOUTS THAT CAUSED ME TO GO DRY,
I COULDN'T REMEMBER THOSE MANY HOURS, THE WHEN, THE WHERE OR WHY,
I LEFT MY MANY FRIENDS IN THE TAVERNS AND THOSE CLOSE KNIT BARS,
OTHERS, AMONG MY FRIENDS HAD TO GO BACK FOR SOME … CIGARS.
FEB 8TH,2011
poem by James Bredin
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I can't convince you to put the drink down if you're an alcoholic, you have to want to do that. I can't convince you to stop eating the cookies when you're a diabetic. You have to do that. And that takes responsibility.
Picasso's Last Words (Drink To Me)
The Grand Old Painter Died Last Night
His Paintings On The Wall
Before He Went He Bade Us Well
And Said Goodnight To Us All.
Drink To Me, Drink To My Health
You Know I Can't Drink Any More
Drink To Me, Drink To My Health
You Know I Can't Drink Any More
3 O'clock In The Morning
I'm Getting Ready For Bed
It Came Without A Warning
But I'll Be Waiting For You Baby
I'll Be Waiting For You There
So Drink To Me Drink To My Health
You Know I Can't Drink Any More
Drink To Me Drink To My Health
You Know I Can't Drink Any More
Jet... Drink To Me
Drink To Me... Ho Hey Ho
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Picassos Last Words
The grand old painter died last night
His paintings on the wall
Before he went he bade us well
And said goodnight to us all.
Drink to me, drink to my health
You know I cant drink any more
Drink to me, drink to my health
You know I cant drink any more
3 oclock in the morning
Im getting ready for bed
It came without a warning
But Ill be waiting for you baby
Ill be waiting for you there
So drink to me drink to my health
You know I cant drink any more
Drink to me drink to my health
You know I cant drink any more
French interlude
Temp change
Jet... drink to me
Drunken chorus
French (tempo) drink to me... ho hey ho
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Revised
Wake up, put a frown on my face
'Cause I'm gonna take the trip down to that evil 'school' place
We're gonna work and never be done
'Cause kids just cannot have fun!
[Cannot have fun
Cannot have fun
Cannot have fun
Cannot have fun]
Make your day a work-filled one
'Cause kids just cannot have fun!
***Note: Some Canadians/Torontonians might know of the famous amusement park, Ontario Place, in Toronto, and have seen the television advertisement for it in the summers. This poem/song is based on the jingle in that advertisement, with 'revised' lyrics for typical workaholic students (including yours truly here) .***
poem by Poor Lil Copycat
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Anxiety 101
when you eat
not to fill your hunger
but to feed
time
to make it preoccupied
so that
it won't bother you for long
with its
boredom
when you drink
not to satisfy your thirst for water
but to please
your lips for what has been
missing
when you miss the alcoholic
breath
of life
the dance of life
in cold and damp
nights
when your arms embrace no one
when your hands
wish for the usual touch
when what you hear is the wind
that gushes on your
window panes
when you arrive home
and no one
greets you
when the only pet dog you have
dies
when the furniture
is accumulating dust from the
other side of
the street
when you dream
and nothing comes
true
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mr. Speaker, as a grateful recovering alcoholic of 24 years myself, I am living proof that treatment does work and that recovery is real.
quote by Jim Ramstad
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