There's nothing worse than putting two similar shows back-to-back. Viewers don't want to watch one show and then sit through another half-hour of almost the same thing.
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Snail Shell
Sir hand
Or is it maam
I fell out of my right place again
And you
Considered me
And now Im where a snail has to be
I want to thank you for putting me back in my snail shell
I want to thank you for putting me back in my snail shell
Was it something you would do for anybody?
Was it what youd only do for me?
I need to know because you see
I want to thank you for putting me back in my snail shell
Friend
Look what you gave
And how can you ever be repaid?
How may I give you a hand
From the position at your feet where I stand?
So let me thank you for putting me back in my snail shell
Id like to thank you for putting me back in my snail shell
Was it something you would do for anybody?
Was it what youd only do for me?
I need to know because you see
I want to thank you for putting me back in my snail shell
Snail shell
Thank you
Snail shell
Thank you
Ah
Ah
Ah
Was it something you would do for anybody?
Was it what youd only do for me?
Or was it something where you acted when you saw the need
And knew that there would be a way the act could be repaid
And so it may, but for today
I want to thank you for putting me back in my snail shell
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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One More Go Round
Workin on a thing
Workin on a thing
Funny little thing I know
Sure got to like it
Only thing I got to show you
Running around the room
In my fruit o the loom
A cup of coffee from king tuts tomb
Save me, lumalammalu
Sure enough I must have been mocus
And so out of focus
To miss the first half of the show
Oh, it gets to the end
We get to run it again
Just like before
One more go round
Drank myself some wine
Back in 69
I was fooling around with my friends
In my spare time
Life along the river
Knobby little knees
In the summer breeze
Hammock and a couple of trees
Swing low, if you please
Oh, I must have been mocus
And so out of focus
I missed the whole half of the show
Come to the end
And they run it again
Same as before
One more go round
After all this time
Of fooling around it
And never having nothing to show
Yeah, Im happy to say
That I finally found it
Right underneath my own nose
Oh, I must have been mocus
And so out of focus
I missed the first half of the show
Please dont let it end
I want it again
Just like before
One more go round
song performed by by James Taylor
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When I was doing half-hour shows, I loved it and was preparing myself for the hour shows. Then when I did the hour shows, I was preparing myself for the specials and features.
quote by Richard Donner
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For the very first time, viewers will be able to watch their favorite shows before the rest of the world.
quote by Peter Chernin
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Networks decide who will have a chance to do shows, but it is the viewers who make the final decision of who stays and who goes. I am very fortunate, in that the television viewers of our country have decided that Bob Barker can stay.
quote by Bob Barker
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Half An Hour Of Your Happiness
Your heart is in my hand
I am looking after half an hour of your happiness
I am imagining your sad smile
It seems you depend on me too much
I can feel your heart beating
I am putting it into your half an hour of happiness
It is in a safe place in my hand
It seems you depend on me too much
The rhythm of your heart is getting faster
It is happy in your half an hour of happiness
They are in my shaking unsteady hand
It seems you depend on me too much
Your heart wants to jump out of the cage
Called your half an hour of happiness
I am holding them with both hands and trembling
It seems you depend on me too much
Your heart has gone crazy and I do not know why
I wonder if it will survive your half an hour of happiness
I open my hands and I see two embraced hearts
It seems I depend on you too much
poem by Jankovic Zoran
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In our show you have to pay attention and know what happened before. I think it's very intelligent entertainment. It makes demands of viewers that a lot of shows don't.
quote by Victor Garber
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Uncomfortable
Uncomfortable, I wish I was comfortable,
'Cause I could show you loveable and sit another hour with you.
Sympathy, I need a little sympathy.
You ask me what I wanna be, I wanna little time with you.
If I could just see you again, i'd show you who I am.
If I could be with you again, i'd show you what, i'd show you what is
Uncomfortable, I wish I was comfortable,
'Cause I could show you loveable and sit another hour with you.
Apathy, I wish that wasn't half of me.
I hope it's not the end of me, just wish i'd never made it come true.
If I could just see you again, i'd show you who I am.
If I could be with you again, i'd show you what, i'd show you what is
Uncomfortable, I wish I was comfortable,
'Cause I could show you loveable and sit another hour with you. (I could show you)
And sit another hour with you. (I could show you)
And sit another hour with you. (I could show you)
And sit another hour with you. (I could show you)
And sit another hour with..
song performed by by Goldfinger
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Dip It Low [Video Version]
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talk, then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That's when you give it to him good
[Chorus:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
You getting bold
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And you're thinking of leaving
But give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me
Yall come on
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move (mooove)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (show her what you got daddy)
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (ouuuh..wouh ouh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ima show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ouhhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
We can move if you wanna
We can move if you wanna
We can mooove if you wanna
We can mooooooove...
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (slowww)
Roll it all around (ohhhh)
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing (yeah)
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke (come on come on come on)
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ooooh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo
song performed by by Christina Milian
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On A Seven-Day Diary
Oh I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and talked and went to sleep.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
from work and ate and slept.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and watched a show and slept.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate steak and went to sleep.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and fucked and went to sleep.
Then it was Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!
Love must be the reason for the week!
We went shopping! I saw clouds!
The children explained everything!
I could talk about the main thing!
What did I drink on Saturday night
that lost the first, best half of Sunday?
The last half wasn't worth this 'word.'
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
from work and ate and went to sleep,
refreshed but tired by the weekend.
poem by Alan Dugan
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A Squeeze On Me (Fun Poem 48)
I had a machine on my arm
and every half hour
it put the squeeze on me.
The Doctor wanted
a twenty-four hour monitor
on my BP.
Not the fuel for my car,
but the fuel in my body
for me.
This machine had a mind
of its own,
if it didn’t like
the first reading it got,
it squeezed a bit harder
until it got a better result
just to show me
that at it disapproved,
the problem was
there was nothing I could do,
but just put up with it
putting the squeeze
on poor old me.
poem by David Harris
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Surroundings-11
Crow-Mynah Fight
Chased crow
Angry mynah
To get back its snatched prey
Half an hour show closed both loosing
Grabbed third
Crow-Mynah Fight
Chased crow
Angry mynah
To get back its snatched prey
Half an hour show closed both loosing
Grabbed third
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Come Back To Me
(Dolly Parton)
Come back to me
Come back and say you're still in love with me
Come back and say that I am all you'll ever need
Baby come back come back to me
Oh please come back to me
Come back and say you'll work it out with me
Come back to stay and say you're never gonna leave
Baby come back, come back to me
Oh and kiss me once again as only you can
Touch me like nobody else can do
Oh, oh, and hold me and show me you're still my man
And that you didn't need somebody new
Oh come back to me
Come back and hold this torch that's burning me
Come back and promise me eternity
Baby come back, won't you come back to me?
Kiss me once again as only you can
Touch me like nobody else can do
Oh, oh, oh, and hold me and show me you're still my man
And that you didn't need somebody new
Oh, come back to me
Come back and mend this broken heart in me
Without your love I know I'll never be complete
Baby come back, won't you come back to me
Oh please come back to me
Baby come back, baby come back to me
Baby come back, come back and say I'm all you need
Come back, won't you come back to me
Come back to me
Come back and say you're still in love with me
Come back and say that I am all you'll ever need
Baby come back won't you come back to me
Oh, please come back to me
Come back and hold this torch that's burning me
Come back and promise me eternity...
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Gravity Is My Enemy
He walks into the room
Doesnt even know his name
Hes looking for the answer
His familys to blame
We all know where he came from
And who hes looking for
Uncovering the window
You watch out for the door
In and out the thing goes
Back and forth the looks flow
He walks into the kitchen
Doesnt even know the score
I try to look him in the eyes
He looks towards the floor
Hes only doing what he knows
In the way that he knows best
The doctor felt quite confident
He passed the entrance test
In and out the thing goes
Back and forth the looks flow
Hes standing by the canopy
Thirty paces from the door
Hes looking at your shoulder
That means he wants some more
Dont give him what he came for
Dont let him know you care
If he looks at you just look away
He cant tell from over there
In and out the thing goes
Back and forth the looks flow
He walks into the room
Doesnt even know his name
Hes looking for the answer
His familys to blame
We all know where he came from
And who hes looking for
Im covering the window
You watch out for the door
In and out the thing goes
Back and forth the looks flow
He walks into your bedroom
Checks the posters on the wall
Hes looking through the closet
Looking for something small
He looks inside your handbag
He rips apart your drawers
He asks you for a crowbar
Wants to check beneath the floors
In and out the thing goes
Back and forth the looks flow
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Sleeping With Boa
I show her how to put her arms around me,
but she’s much too small.
What’s worse, she doesn’t understand.
And
although she lies beside me, sticking
out her tongue, it’s herself she licks.
She likes my stroking hand.
And
even lets me kiss.
But at my demand:
“Now, do it to me, like this,”
she backs off with a hiss.
What’s in her little mind?
Jumping off the bed,
she shows me her behind,
but curls up on the rug instead.
I beg her to return. At first, she did,
then went and hid
under the covers. She’s playing with my feet!
“Oh, Boa, come back. Be sweet,
Lie against me here where I’m nice and warm.
Settle down. Don’t claw, don’t bite.
Stay with me tonight.”
Seeming to consent, she gives a little whine.
Her deep, deep pupils meet mine
with a look that holds a flood ...
But not my brand.
Not at all.
And,
what‘s worse, she’s much too small.
poem by May Swenson
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The Kissing From Above
We are back with the kissing from above,
back with the shining faces baking outside,
their desires climbing as a ritual
like a pergola.
Fragile
we are back at the kissing, if we do not get wet from ripe.
Back with the witticisms, where hour upon hour there is being gossiped:
the questions that become unsafe,
where everyone are lost and baggy afraid of the shining
that comes back with hidden things
and the eyes glitter with questions that get larger,
against the pain that scratches and swarm,
calm.
O my beloved dreamer: you catch Johnny naked at the fence
where you peep big-eyed through the bush as a bride.
And at the figure
among the hillocks, made by the hands of a ancient master
your half eaten fruit is spoiled, through sorrow I try to reach to you
against the hour when a whimper at a time was nice,
that happening by bewitchment
where once upon a time love was written on the sand.
Indeed, we are back at the kissing from above,
stolen bended bodies find depth for their bosses,
pasted together.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Hold Back
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Now when we started - no interventions
I wanted everything with no conditions
You took my love and told it to the world
But now it really changes things
The ring you wear belongs to someone else
Somebody else and my heart keeps saying
Hold back - hold back your love
Baby its just a crazy thing to start
Hold back - hold back your love
Maybe its just the easy way to part
Hold back - hold back (hold back, hold back...)
No denials - no introspection
Im not competing for some true perfection
I wanted something thats fine and thats for sure
And now I wonder how she feels
cos in her heart she knows theres someone else
Somebody else and I hear her saying
Hold back - hold back your love
Baby its just a crazy thing to start
Hold back - hold back your love
Maybe its just the easy way to part
Hold back - hold back
Hold back (hold back)
Hold back your love
Hold back (hold back)
Hold back your love
(baby...) hold back (hold back)
Hold back your love
Baby its just a crazy thing to start
Baby its just a crazy thing
You gotta hold back - hold back your love
(hold back) - hold back your love
(hold back) - you gotta hold back your love
(ooh) you gotta hold back your love
(ooh) hold back your love
Hold back (hold back)
(ooh)
(ooh)
Hold back
(ad lib to fade)
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Not Enough Channels
I understand that when
you own the cable TV,
you can watch Law and Order
pretty much constantly,
and HBO and Showtime
at times show shows to see,
and I understand that even
local channels aren't blurry.
But I'm too poor, and can't afford
such a fine luxury,
but you wouldn't know, since you watch your shows
over in gay Paris.
poem by John W. McEwers
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Isle Thing
Met this fine young thing
At the local circle k
We made a date for a half past eight
And I said, what the hey?
So I journeyed to her crib
And I let myself inside
That chick was slouched down on the couch
I think her brain was fried
Couldnt figure it out
She wouldnt even look at me
Then I saw her eyes, she was hypnotised
Cold glued to her tv
Hey, whats your problem baby doll
Lets have a little fling
She said, hey you fool, now just be cool
Im watchin that gilligans isle thing
Isle thing
Isle thing, isle thing, isle thing
Watchin all night
Musta, been a marathon
I was bummin, those shows kept comin
Heres what was goin on
These castaways were stranded
On this island out at sea
One of them called gilligan
So lets name him after m
Hed mess up every rescue
Man, that first mate was illin
If I was one of those castaways
I think Id probably kill im
Just about that time
Telephone began to ring
She said, just let it, my machinell get
Were watchin the gilligans isle thing
Isle thing
She loves that gilligans isle thing
Isle thing, isle thing, isle thing
Please, baby, baby, please
I like the professor
He always saves their butts
He could build a nuclear reactor
From a clouple of coconuts
She said, that guys a genius
I shook my head and laughed
I said, if hes so fly, they tell me why
He couldnt build a lousy raft
And while were on the subject
Ill tell you one thing for sure
Those homeboys brought an awful lot
For just a three hour tour
Then her mom came in the room
It was kind of embarrasing
She said, hey you two, I was once like you
And I loved that gilligans isle thing
Isle thing
Shed watch that gilligans isle thing
Please, baby, baby, please
Skippers in a hammock
Hes looking kinda fat
Hed throw a fit and then hed hit
Old gilligan with his hat
Mrs. hal had it goin on
But mr. hal was meaner
Ginger and mary anne couldve used
Some funky cold medina (? )
I was really diggin this show
I didnt know what to do
It kinda looked like I was hooked
Now Im an addict too
I know each episode by heart
Now Im the rerun king
And on every date we both stay up late
And we watch the gilligans isle thing
Isle thing
Hasta la vista, little buddy
Gilligans isle thing, isle thing, isle thing
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Go Ahead And Run
Everyday is the same ol thing
I still do the same ol thing
Time keeps on going by
Yet I'm still stuck in the past
While I watch everyone move on
I still sit and remember all the things I use to do
All the things I got away with
All the people I use to hang out with
All the wrongs we did and laughed about it
Now when I try to go forward
It seems like I get pushed back
What's holding me back?
Why cant I just move on?
I watch all my friends leave me
Especially my loved ones
I start to fall for someone
Next thing I know
Poof they gone
Is it me?
Are they running away from me?
Or am I not running with them
Whats so wrong with staying here?
They say life is hard
So why would u run from it?
Whatever their running from
It's only going to be waiting for you
Where ever you go
I'm just going to stay here
And whatever happens will happen.
10-02-05
poem by Ashley Olson
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