Money, again, has often been a cause of the delusion of the multitudes. Sober nations have all at once become desperate gamblers, and risked almost their existence upon the turn of a piece of paper.
quote by Charles Mackay
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Ladder To The Sun
From the very start
Came Earth parted
Broke up into pieces and
I was sure I could have missed it
It could risked it
But I put myself into your hands
Cause you're not just anyone
You're a ladder to the sun
You're not just anyone
You're a ladder to the sun
I can run my courses
Opposing forces
Then I...
If you want me you can have me
Oh take me, oh baby grab me
Cause if you want me then you can have me
Cause you're not just anyone
You're a ladder to the sun
You're not just anyone
You're a ladder to the sun
you cannot run
I had it all and I risked it
I had it all and I risked it all
And I risked it all
And I risked it all
A ladder to the
A Ladder to the sun
A ladder to the
A ladder to the sun
A ladder to the
A ladder to the sun
And I risked it all
A ladder to the
A ladder to the sun
And I risked it all
I risked it all
I had it all
I risked it all
A ladder to the sun
song performed by by Coldplay
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Paper And Ink
Touched the mirror
Broke the surface of the water
Saw my true self
All illusions shattered
Money's only paper only ink
We'll destroy ourselves if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Sat down up close to the colored black hole
Like they'd always told me not to
Saw the one dimension polka dot pacifier
And all illusions shattered
Money's only paper only ink
We'll destroy ourselves if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Bared myself wholly heart and body unadorned
Stripped down solely
To the evil and the good
Felt no shame
Naked to the world
And all illusions shattered
Money's only paper only ink
We'll destroy ourselves if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Faced towards the sea
Looked to heaven up above
Felt the world revolve around me
No one could tell me otherwise
But the turbulent waters won't reflect this life
Only the sun the moon and sky
And all illusions shattered
Money's only paper only ink
We'll destroy ourselves if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Money's only paper only ink
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Lonely, Desparate, And Pathetic
Are you lonely?
Are you desperate?
Are you absolutely pathetic?
Just maybe.
Just maybe.
Shame, shame.
Calling names, never letting it go.
Don't you know?
Are you lonely?
Are you desperate?
Are you absolutely pathetic?
Just maybe.
Just maybe.
Paper cuts to the skin, call it cutting yourself.
Self mutilation, with the light touch.
Come on what joke I'd have more fun snorting line of coke.
Never done it, cause like you paper cuts its absolutely pointless.
Are you lonely?
Are you desperate?
Are you absolutely pathetic?
Just maybe.
Just maybe.
Giving all your money to men just so they will stay.
Then when they leave because you have no more.
You cut yourself yet again.
Like that's the cure.
You continuously try to get em back with desperate acts.
I would call you a prostitute but you got it all backwards.
Are you lonely?
Are you desperate?
Are you absolutely pathetic?
Just maybe.
Just maybe.
When you get angry you just stare so teary eyed like a puppy dog who's so alone.
You spit in the nice guys face an expect him to stay.
Well I say no way.
Girl your broken.
Money is no object to me.
So to throw it in my direction.
It would just cause more rejection.
Like an infection you nearly got me.
But then I realized something.
Are you lonely?
Are you desperate?
Are you absolutely pathetic?
Just maybe.
Just maybe.
So stay the hell away from me.
song, lyrics by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A Piece Of Paper
A diploma hanging on the wall
is really not you at all.
It's just a piece of paper.
A marriage certificate in your file
of when you two walked down the aisle
is just a piece of paper.
A birth certificate, signed and sealed
made you legal but concealed
that it's just a piece of paper.
A death certificate proves you're gone.
The truth is you've just moved on.
It was just a piece of paper.
All these papers that yellow with time
were really not worth one thin dime.
They were just pieces of paper.
Your life was never all those things.
Your life was when you took on wings
and soared with love for all.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Casablanca
Hiding in the shadows-
Are The Casino's
Painting a Neon Desert Sight
...In search of that
...Proverbial 'Pot O' Gold'
Come the rainbow seekers
Towards glittered lights.
It's a Gamblers Paradise,
...Money Throwers-
A Utopia for Risk takers -
With its cha-chinging -
...Background Ambience -
And the Corporate Money Makers! !
Casting a lure, into the bright lights -
...Where green paper
...Burns its holes
In the pockets of the slot addicted
The inner core of the Gamblers Soul!
Black Jack and Roulette -
...Craps, a roll of the dice -
...Place your bet on numbers
It's just a mild sort of vice...? ?
For, it is a fact of life -
That the House most always wins -
...Leaving some of the loosers -
...Bankrupt and in despair -
And The Casino Owners, With Big Grins!
poem by Theodora Onken
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Gamblers Roll
Gamblers roll
Words by warren haynes
Music by warren haynes and johnny neal
(c) 1990 music corporation of america, inc.,
Buzzard rock music and song pantry music, inc.
Transcribed by b. luckett
The dealer sits alone in the dark
Cigarette shines on his very last card
Everything he had... watched it come and go
On a gamblers roll
Cold wind blows a young girls world apart
She bet it all she bet it all on the jack of hearts
Gained her freedom but lost her soul
On a gamblers roll on a gamblers roll
You know the gambler he rides... rides on a fools train
Ah tradin silver for gold
Oh but his luck will change... time takes its toll
On a gamblers roll
The dealer knows... its just about his last game
Not even she knows all the sorrow and pain
As the forty-five deals the fatal blow
On a gamblers roll...on a gamblers roll
You know the gambler he rides... rides on a fools train
Tradin silver for gold
Ah but his luck will change... time takes its toll
On a gamblers roll... on a gamblers roll
On a gamblers roll... on a gamblers roll
On a gamblers... gamblers roll
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Paper Flowers
You seem like a girl who likes to tell her bed is made
You seem like a girl who likes to wear her pearls
Well Im not the type who likes to dwell,
Save my money or kiss and tell, yeah
Oh why does she water them, paper flowers?
This girl walks up so graciously,
Slips something in my pocket so secretly,
I said: honey, whats this you gave to me?
Oh nothing, water, wait and see
I said: paper flowers, they cant grow!
Just giveem water and let me know,
Giveem water and let me know, giveem water
And let me know
Oh why does she water them, paper flowers?
Paper flowers...
Oh why does she water them, paper flowers?
Paper flowers...
Shes dressed in black as you can see,
She tries so damn hard to be the enemy,
Shes got big black boots, get outta her way,
She wants to kick tomorrow, punch yesterday,
Kick tomorrow, punch yesterday
Oh why does she water them, paper flowers?
Paper flowers...
Turn a light on, turn a different light on
Turn a light on, turn a different light on now
Turn a light on, turn a different light on
Turn a light on, turn a different light on now!
Oh why does she water them, paper flowers?
Paper flowers...
song performed by by Live
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Paper Lies
(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth & john helmer)
When you look into the mirror
Do you see a face you hardly recognise
If you look into the sun too long
Do the things you see begin to burn your eyes
Paper lies
Just to express what hes thinking
Must a man take all the mail will bring?
Are we living only for today
Its a sign of the times ... we believe anything ... and nothing
Paper lies
When you kill the truth
You can make a killing
You might just make losing look like winning
You came to tell the people whats goin on
But nobody knows whose side youre on
Seems like youre sailin pretty close to the wind again
Paper lies
You have already won a prize!
I know something that you dont know
Something that you ought to know
Its burning a hole in my pocket book
Listen ... do you want to know a secret?
We can print our own money here
If you let us do a piece on you
We can take you to pieces
When you look into the money do you see a face you hardly recognise?
When you get behind the news of the world do the things you find begin to bend your mind?
Paper lies
Why dont ya let us take a piece outta you?
song performed by by Marillion
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Money Senses
what is the smell of money?
paper and copper
or stinky like fishmonger
what is the look of money?
colorful and shiny
or the boss with no mercy
what is the taste of money?
bitter and cold
or tangy like blood
what is the feel of money?
weighty and strong
or temptation to turn wrong
what is the hear of money?
oh, only untidy melody!
but you can always dropp ONES to get attention
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Paper & Ink
Touched the mirror
Broke the surface of the water
Saw my true self
All illusions shattered
Moneys only paper only ink
Well destroy ourselves if we cant agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Sat down up close to the colored black hole
Like theyd always told me not to
Saw the one dimension polka dot pacifier
And all illusions shattered
Moneys only paper only ink
Well destroy ourselves if we cant agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Bared myself wholly heart and body unadorned
Stripped down solely
To the evil and the good
Felt no shame
Naked to the world
And all illusions shattered
Moneys only paper only ink
Well destroy ourselves if we cant agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Faced towards the sea
Looked to heaven up above
Felt the world revolve around me
No one could tell me otherwise
But the turbulent waters wont reflect this life
Only the sun the moon and sky
And all illusions shattered
Moneys only paper only ink
Well destroy ourselves if we cant agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Moneys only paper only ink
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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The Unseen Butterfly
Folding the last edge of the paper
he pointed the folds
into the palm of his hand,
closing it in a clockwork swirl
he forms a fist.
Turning to the children,
He spoke…
‘What do you see? ’
‘A hand…
…a fist’, said the other.
Without acknowledgement
He asked, ‘Do you see the butterfly? ’
As if to turn,
and search the skies
The children shook their heads.
Slowly, gently
Unfolding his fingers like petals
He tenderly placed his finger
On the square of paper…
‘Do You see the Butterfly? ’
wide eyes and indignant laugh
revealed the children’s Puzzlement.
‘It’s a piece of paper’
became their mantra
Raising his eyebrows,
quiet finger to lips
he recaptures their attention.
‘Look, do you see the Butterfly? ’
the slip of paper pinched
between finger and thumb
‘Do You see the Butterfly? ’
Restless, the children
Shuffled from foot to foot
Peering around and about
As if looking through
the finger and thumb
‘It’s just a piece of paper! ’
mocking adult indifference
the children say again
‘it’s a piece of paper…’
Then let us see, he unfolds
The first edge opened
doubles the dimension
of what is visible
With his thumbs he expands
the dimension a step further
‘Do you see the butterfly? ’
with taut Patience
the children snap
‘it’s hidden…it’s hidden….
How can we see
What is hidden…’
Until it is unfolded?
Do You see the Butterfly?
poem by Adrian Wait
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXVIII: Messenger
in what way would you like to receive an important message:
in spontaneous gesture
in curve of smile
in calming words
in long ceremony
in shocking revelation
in piece of paper
in suprising package
in desperate seconds
in puzzle of lie?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Nautical Terms
Nautical Terms
The night above me is like an elastic balloon, a plane penetrates
flies through and disappear only its engine roar remains and echoes
into the infinite. I can see its light, green for starboard and red for
portside. On a tramp ship I served on, the old captain, when he got
up on the bridge in the morning, open a locked drawer he only had
the key to; read on a piece of paper and closed the drawer again.
When he resigned, the first officer took over, he was curious about
the piece of paper, opened the drawer and found a folded piece of
paper. On it was written: right is starboard and left is portside.
It is good to meet people who know they are fallible.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Within Boundaries You Value
You want it staid and kept measured.
Within boundaries you value.
So you say.
Pleasuring a stagnant and irresistable existence?
Done in an explicit standard way.
Sober, grave and mysteriously serious?
I'm down and cool with it.
I don't find for me your etiquette appropriate.
But why are you over here,
Obviously out of place.
Is there something about my exuberance,
You wish to witness up close and in your face?
You want it staid and kept measured.
Within boundaries you value.
So you say.
Pleasuring a stagnant and irresistable existence?
Done in an explicit standard way.
Sober, grave and mysteriously serious?
I'm down and cool with it.
I don't find for me your etiquette appropriate.
But,
Tell me this...
Why is it you can not admit,
You're tired of walking as if 'corked' so stiff?
And you want me to relieve you...
With a pulling it out and you want this done quick.
Should I count to ten as you turn around,
Before I get on with it?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paper
Paper promises, Dunstead said,
paper cups, wallpaper being stuck
up on the wall for the next to last
time, paper tigers, paper to wipe
the ass and best of all paper to
create art, to have it from the heart,
to see it out there, being gazed at,
studied by some bearded guy with
glasses and paper money to buy
the next paper to create and then
if I’m lucky the muse turning up on
time and giving me the big nudge
in the right direction or some paper
picture of some nude dame giving
the long time wished for erection.
poem by Terry Collett
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I Feel The Blues Movin In
Though the miles are between us
I thought our love would strengthen
As it has so many times before
But something has happened
I can see it in your eyes
I can feel my world is crumblin
And the blues are at my door
Chorus:
The last letter that you wrote was
On a blue piece of paper
That old feelins back
The clouds are movin in
The beginning of the end is near
I feel your love has faded into darkness
It seems I have no friend
I feel the blues movin in
Oh its not the words you wrote that made me sad
And broken-hearted
Thats put me in this sad shape Im in
Between the lines are mixed emotions
And theres teardrops on the paper
You said thats all Ill write today
Ill cose for now old friend
Repeat chorus
My state of mind is desperate
And this hole that Im sinkin in
Gets deeper while Im diggin to get out
Oh please give the right answer to the questions Im askin
Tell me you still love me
That would turn my world about
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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For The Love Of Money
Money money money, money
Some people really need it (oh, well)
Some people got to have it (in vain)
Listen here yall, do things, do things, do bad things with it
So you will do things, do things, do good things with it
Talk about cash money, no help at all
For the love of money
People will steal from their mother
For the love of money
People will rob their own brother
For the love of money
People cant even walk the street
Because they never know who in the world they gotta beat
For that lean, mean, mean green
For the love of money
People will lie, lord, they will cheat
For the love of money
People dont care who they hurt or beat
For the love of money
A woman will sell her precious body
For a small piece of paper it carries a lot of weight
Call it lean, mean, mean green
Almighty dollar
I know money is the root of all evil
Do funny things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds
Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Some people really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Lay down, lay down, a woman will lay down
For the love of money
All for the love of money
Dont let, dont let, dont let money rule you
For the love of money
Money can change people sometimes
Dont let, dont let, dont let money fool you
Money can fool people sometimes
song performed by by Utopia
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Bombarded By A Variety Pleasures
There is a seeking to be entertained.
Not a desire to have their brains engrained,
With a maintained wisdom that sustains a momentum...
Gaining in comprehension, no!
They have done their best...
To restrict and depict as weak the existence of reality.
Delusion!
That's it.
A delusion that fits,
The welcoming of an expecting temperament.
With a keeping of secret misdeeds meant kept,
Self righteously protected by a deception expressed.
Delusion for them is the idol that symbolizes life.
And the living of it the way they like...
Bombarded by a variety pleasures.
And deceits of all kinds to lead away innocent minds,
Kept behind the scenes to partake as intended with others...
While discussing the rules and the nature of a game played.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paper Thin
Rich and wealthy canvas
Clustered up in jewels
Finding all your heavyweights
Are featherweights and fools
Broken all your promises
Broken all your paper plates
Clustered in gold
Crusted in gold
Heavy and hollow
Look at the shape were in
Find us here
Paper thin
Heavy and humble
Look at the shape were in
Find us here
Paper thin
In origami cities
In nations build on sand
Love got bend right outta shape
Things got outta hand
Polystyrene skylines
Papier mch smiles
Rusted and bruised
Tarnished and frail
Heavy and hollow
Look at the shape were in
Find us here
Paper thin
Heavy and humble
Look at the shape were in
Find us here
Paper thin
Stars scrape the moon
And the moon scrapes the sky
We stand beneath
Wondering why
Stars scrape the moon
And the moon scrapes the sky
We stand beneath
Wondering, wondering why
Paper buys the men
The men that make the bomb
The bomb that makes this world
Paper thin!
Money markets crumble
Gentle as a drum
But if you see me stumble, im
Paper thin!
Life is but a fragile thing
So delicate and pure
An accolade bestowed on us
Paper thin!
So contemplate the skull
The skull beneath the skin
One day we all die, were
Paper thin
Bury your destruction
In your last battle hymn
The barriers between us, make em all
Paper thin! paper thin!
Paper thin! paper thin!
Underneath the paper moon
The sky is paper thin
Torn into a thousand shreds
So let the solar system in
Rich and wealthy canvas
Clustered up in jewels
Finding all your heavyweights
Are featherweights and fools
In origami cities
In nations build on sand
Love got bend right outta shape
Nothing ends as planned
And its all-paper thin
Paper thin. paper thin
song performed by by Abc
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A Few Easy Pieces
Piece of this
piece of that
Peace and bliss,
Piece of crap
Peace of mind,
Piece of cake,
piece of work
Piece of steak,
Piece of eight
Piece of the action
Piece of the pie
Peace and satisfaction
Piece in the valley
Piece of glass
piece of my mind
Piece of a….
That’s quite enough now! ! !
Let’s quit this dance
Let’s stop while we’re ahead…
Let’s Give peace a chance
poem by David Whalen
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