I have an answering machine in my car. It says, I'm home now. But leave a message and I'll call when I'm out.
quote by Steven Wright
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Answering Machine
We flew here to see you
My feelings and I
I looked down on the city
From up in the sky
The sun was reflecting
From the roofs and the water
Spring had come early
In the parks and the old town
I came with a mission
To patch up a dream
We walked and I talked and my words were absorbed
Into the answering machine
I came two thousand miles
Just to take a look at you
But you were broken and frozen
A heartbreak of a statue
In the bullet-proof mirrors
Where your eyes used to be
I stared at myself and I called for some help
Into the answering machine
The day slipped by and I tried and tried
You took me home and you said
"Goodnight, Sleep tight"
On the floor by the bedroom door
I watched you sleep and I left before first light
The bugs don't bite
The bugs don't bite
The bugs bite
From the land of the frozen
To the land of the low
We journeyed together
But we were always alone
So if I should come calling
Best not pick up the phone
Cause I'm no good for you and you're no good for me
Let me talk to the answering machine
I can cope with the answering machine
I'm a friend of the answering machine
song performed by by Marillion
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The Answering Machine
We flew here to see you
My feelings and i
I looked down on the city
From up in the sky
The sun was reflecting
From the roofs and the water
Spring had come early
In the parks and the old town
I came with a mission
To patch up a dream
We walked and I talked and my words were absorbed
Into the answering machine
I came two thousand miles
Just to take a look at you
But you were broken and frozen
A heartbreak of a statue
In the bulletproof mirrors where your eyes used to be
I stared at myself and I called for some help
Into the answering machine
The day slipped by and I tried and tried
You took me home and you said goodnight. sleep tight.
On the floor by the bedroom door
I watched you sleep and I left before first light
The bugs dont bite
The bugs dont bite
The bugs bite
From the land of the frozen
To the land of the low
We journeyed together
But we were always alone
So if I should come calling
Best not pick up the phone
Cause Im no good for you and youre no good for me
Let me talk to the answering machine
I can cope with the answering machine
Im a friend of the answering machine
song performed by by Marillion
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When I answer the phone
The phone is ringing
I can just look at the clock
And know it's you
You always call
Around the same time
Your so predictable
I let the answering machine answer it
Because I don't feel like getting yelled at just yet
So you leave a stupid random message
That always seem to make me smile
Then the next time you call back
I answer it and you make me cry
You always seem to bring me down
And the worst part of it
Is that I think it makes you happy
So after we're done talking
I sit alone and cry
I should of known better
Not to answer the phone
When you call
But all my friends hear
those stupid random messages
And tell me how funny you are
And how lucky I am to have you around
But your not funny
And I'm not lucky to have you around
No one see's how badly you treat me
When you think no one is around
I just want someone to see
How you really are
They think it's me that has the problem
When it's you that has the problem
But no one will see it
Because your such a great actor
I don't really have time to sit down and write. But when I think of a melody, I call up my answering machine and sing it, so I won't forget it.
quote by Britney Spears
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Whispers From Bones
THE WAR MACHINE
IS QUITE OBSCENE
THE WAR MACHINE
IS QUITE UNCLEAN
BUT
THE WAR MACHINE
WILL NOT STOP
BECAUSE
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST BE FED
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST HAVE BLOOD
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST HAVE DEATH
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST HAVE LIFE
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST HAVE STRIFE
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST BE FED
THE WAR MACHINE
LOVES THE DEAD
THE WAR MACHINE
WILL NOT STOP
BECAUSE
THE WAR MACHINE
IS ANGRY MAN.
poem by M.L. Squier
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Leave Them. Leave Them Alone
When people are immuned,
To get a message that is coming...
Leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people stubbornly refuse to hear a message,
Others hear...
Just leave them,
Alone on their own.
Too many have been fitted to be limited!
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Too many have been gifted with the flapping of lips.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people are immuned,
To get a message that is coming...
Just leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people rather shuck and jive,
To realize their own survival...
Just leave them,
Alone on their own.
Too many wish to sit and make a game of it.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Too many rather drift and not take benefit,
So leave them...
Leave them alone.
Fools are taking numbers just to stand and wait.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Fools like this await for frosting on their cake.
So leave them,
To taste it alone.
Too many wish to sit and make a game of it.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Too many rather drift and not take benefit,
So leave them...
Leave them alone.
When people are immuned,
To get a message that is coming...
Just leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people stubbornly refuse to hear a message,
Others hear...
Just leave them,
Alone on their own.
Just leave them.
Leave them alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just A Machine
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
Four wheels that travel from A to B.
Why worship this idol that you see,
That’s pretty silly, don’t you agree.
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
Costing a fortune, must keep its shine.
Had to have it, this knockout design.
Thought it simply something so divine.
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
Depreciates in so quick a time.
Won’t last long, rusty, bang goes its prime.
It certainly won’t be worth a dime.
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
A car that travels from A to B.
Not an icon, no god this taxi,
Merely moulded plastic, with a key.
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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What do you think--what do you make out of that recording?
I dont know, gloria, I just--
Some kind of singing. they sound like all kinds of people, right?
Yeah.
And then it says another child is born in india every time you call this number, right?
Yeah, right.
Does that make any sense to you?
No, it doesnt make no sense to me.
And the guy that spoke--i dont know who he is.
Yeah.
But that--it doesnt sound like no answering machine, right?
No, it aint an answering machine because theyre not saying anything, theyre just--
But what does he get--how does he make money on this? whatever hes advertising in the paper, thats the part that dont make no sense.
Oh, hes advertising this in the paper you saw it.
In the village voice, yeah. they got--thats where the kiss clinic, but they give you another number if you wanna join it. and I got intellectuals meet with other intellectuals.
Yeah.
Speak another language.
Yeah. oh.
They meet at la mai--la maisonette restaurant. they give you the price. then they give you another number to call if youre interested. this guy, all you get is this here recording, but I dont
Ow he makes money.
Yeah, yeah.
You know what Im saying? its just--they got the craziest things in that paper.
Yeah.
They come over with all--they got the craziest things. but this one here-- there must be giants, its called. and it says, call machine, and they got the phone number.
Yeah.
But what kind of money does he make? it dont make no sense. well, he dont make any money, right?
No.
But, then--then hes a nut, right? do you see--do you see any sense to that? there may be giants? that re--that recording I have on. the new one. did you hear it? I changed it. I too
The intellectuals. I put on there may be giants.
What?
Whos they may be giants?
What are you talking about?
Thats whats on my--the phone, there may be--argh, well I cant explain it. cause I dont know what it is. look in the paper, dont blame me if the guys a nut.
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Ive Got Your Number
I miss the soft cold touch of your skin
In the night when [? ]
I see your picture smashed to the ground
But my heart begins to pound
Ive got your number but youre never at home
I leave a message, please telephone
Its so sad that youre not around
Its bringing me down
In the [? ] where we would meet
In a crowd where theres no one around
Its such a sin, this mood Im in
Now that we got [? ]
I bet youre burning up on the town
With every jerk and every clown
I walk the streets, hear your voice in my head
I [? ] an empty bed
Ive got your number but youre never at home
I leave a message, please telephone
Its so sad that youre not around
Its bringing me down
I know my news[? ] leave a lot to be desired
But I thought that we had it made
But I guess that Im not so smart
Youre breakin my heart
Ive got your number but youre never at home
I leave a message, please telephone
Its so sad that youre not around
Its bringing me down
Guess Ill pack up and leave this town
With all its memories of you
Theres a [? ], new york city
Ill get by without you
I miss the soft cold touch of your skin
...
song performed by by Kinks
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The Checks In The Mail
Well, hey how ya doin have a seat have a drink
Boy its good to see you, what can I say?
Oh, sorry gotta run well get together again
Say, what was your name anyway?
Well were working on the problem well get back to you soon
But dont try to call me Ill be in a meeting every afternoon
For a year maybe longer keep in touch
Thanks for dropping by and have a nice day
(chorus)
The checks in the mail - hey! youre beautiful
Dont ever change you know what I mean
My girl will call your girl
Well talk it through lunch
Or leave a message on my machine
So baby wont you sign on the dotted line
Im gonna make your dreams come true
The checks in the mail, would I lie to you?
Well hey wait a minute whats the matter hold on
You want me to fork over the loot?
You say you hate my guts you wanna take me to court
And you got yourself a lawyer with a three-piece suit?
Well Im proud to say youre not the only critic of mine (yeah)
So if you wanna sue me Im afraid youre gonna have to wait in line
Take a number thanks for calling who loves you baby
Dont forget to read the fine print.
(chorus)
Oh, trust me!
The checks in the mail - hey! youre beautiful
Dont ever change, you know what I mean
Why dont you leave a message with my girl
Ill have lunch with your machine
So baby wont you sign on the dotted line
Im gonna make your dreams come true
The checks in the mail, would I lie to you?
The checks in the mail, would I lie to you?
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Spiderwebs
You think that we connect
That the chemistrys correct
Your words walk right through my ears
Presuming I like what I hear
And now Im stuck in the web
Youre spinning
Youve got me for your prey...
Chorus:
Sorry Im not home right now
Im walking into spiderwebs
So leave a message
And Ill call you back
A likely story, but leave a message
And Ill call you back
You take advantage of whats mine
Youre taking up my time
Dont have the courage inside me
To tell you please just let me be
Communication, telephonie invation
Im planning my escape...
Chorus:
And its all your fault
I screen my phone calls
No matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone calls
Now its gone too deep
You wake me in my sleep
My dreams become nightmares
cause youre ringing in my ears
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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Remaining Recording Time
Remaining recording time, three minutes,
That gives them plenty of time,
To call and say there's been a mistake,
And ease my troubled mind,
My heart goes out to the family,
Who'll recieve the shoes and purse,
That looked just like my daughter's,
But I am so sure they are
not hers,
Leave a message if I can't get to the phone,
From this nightmare I want to awaken,
It could not have been my daughter found,
In that lonely area so God forsaken,
For I feel she's on her way here now,
To throw the football with her son,
With her suitcase of toys for the baby,
She'll be tired when this day is done,
So please leave a message,
Please confirm my suspicion,
That it really was not my daughter,
But one who shares her image,
Someone with full lips like hers,
And lovely fingernails,
Someone leave a message please! !
Oh God this must be Hell,
poem by Vallerie Lobell
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Whale Song
The seas of home
Once teemed with life
But now I drift for miles alone.
I sing but there is no reply-
Have the human’s killed us all?
Am I the last beyond recall?
No, I hear the answering call
Echoing out from miles away
A friendly voice above the storm
From without the depths
The answering songs
are fainter now than ere before.
We live amidst man’s detritus
The heavy metals poison all
Thus our proud line falls.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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What Is 'That' Suppose To Mean
What kind of an excuse is this to make,
To anyone...
'My answering machine has been messing up.
That's why I haven't responded to any of your calls.'
~Oh.
Okay!
So is it fixed now? ~
'No not really.
I had nothing else to do.
So I decided to give you a call,
To give you updates about myself.'
~Oh, okay.
I'm all ears.
Let me know if you have an interest,
In what I've been doing without interruptions.~
'And what is 'that' suppose to mean? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ho Skit
(answering machine)in the middle of the day now hey hey,i seem to think of only
Heheheeeee yeah hey yeah um hey(beep)
(girl talking) why aint call mall me back,im been tring to get that out you
All week (beep)
O.k o.k alright damn Ill swollow just call me back(beep)
O.k o.k alright the crew can hit it just call me back
(man talking) well um dude there you have
song performed by by Ludacris
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Home Sweet Home
Met this girl called josephine and took her up on my machine
We had a little fun and now we got a little one
Had to get married, being chased out of town
Found ourselves a place to live, we put all our money down
Call it home sweet home, home sweet home
Eleven floors up in a tower block
Happy just to have a home
Ive gone and changed the lock on our home
Nothing really worked out right, things got broke,
They stayed that way
None of our friends came around at night and little sam got
No place to play
Weve got to get out of here, bill she said Ive been telling
You all the while
When I came home from work that night shed jumped out the
Window with our chiled
From our home sweet home, home sweet home
Just a place to take a rest, just a place ot make our nest
-- we call it our home
When the insurance money came through seemed dirty didnt
Know what to do
Took the cash went down the casino, down on the wheel
On the double
And I won, oh yes I won, like I never won before
Bought myself a country house with an antique carved
Oak door
It was home sweet home, home sweet home
Just a place to lay our head think of all those things we said
About in our home sweet home.
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Every Hour I Have Is Precious
You said you would be here.
And gave a time when you would arrive.
That time passed.
I did not get upset.
I elected to believe you had other priorities.
Since you did not call me to confirm that!
A week had gone by...
And you left a message on my answering service.
I did not call right away,
Since at the time I had priorities.
I called you when I could.
And when I expressed that...
You believed I was upset!
I was not upset at all.
At least I did call!
I spoke the truth.
I had something else to do!
And you weren't on the agenda!
There is nothing in my life,
I have put on hold...
For anyone to make a decision,
How best to use my time!
Certainly not to play tag!
Every hour I have is precious.
Obviously...
I am the only one that feels that way!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Boo
he tends to get carried away
like a talk show he's got drama everyday
lots of rage and mental abusing
the way he treats me it's obvious he's confusing
me for some dumb bitch
who will stick around
I tend to stick around
you tell me that you love me if it's true
why am I runnin' from you and who
are these bitches on my answering machine
yeah you you tell me that you love me but boo
if this is love
it's a good thing you don't hate me
superfly
someone who'll at least try
who'll smoke me out from time to time
and love me all nite
tell me everything about him
and none of it turns out to be lies
easy
rainbows
these words come to mind
and he loves me all nite
you tell me that you love me if it's true
why am I runnin' from you and who
are these bitches on my answering machine
yeah you you tell me that you love me but boo
if this is love
it's a good thing you don't hate me
never settle for the things that you don't really want
cause all it gets you is a big ol' piece of unhappiness
happiness could be mine but it's so hard to talk to you
baby
one day I will
some day I will and
this is what I'll say
hold me close
cause I'm the most and
make a toast to you and me
see that's the way love's supposed to be
not stressful alright
you tell me that you love me if it's true
why am I runnin' from you and who
are these bitches on my answering machine
yeah you you tell me that you love me but boo
if this is love
it's a good thing you don't hate me
never settle for the things that you don't really want
cause all it gets you is a big old piece of unhappiness
it's a good thing you don't hate me
is this is love how could this be
song performed by by Macy Gray from The ID
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Woman Machine
She'll do your work in half the time
Never sick and can't go blind
Oh, woman machine
Brains of tape that fill her head
She knows more now than all the dead
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Heart of steel and skin that's cold
Can't wear her out, she can't grow old
Oh, woman machine
She goes to bed when her work is through
She'll do it all, just change the tubes
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine-ine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman
She can't talk back
With no playback
But she'll listen
To all your woe
Trade your old one
For a new one
They just don't make 'em like they used to
No!
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
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song performed by by Alice Cooper
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You have to take into account it was the cell phone that became what the modern-day concept of a phone call is, and this is a device that's attached to your hip 24/7. Before that there was 'leave a message' and before that there was 'hopefully you're home.'
quote by Giovanni Ribisi
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