In the beginning, though, I have to admit that I did have a chip on my shoulder. I did want to prove everyone wrong. But after I went through the process and came out the other side, it wasn't about anyone else.
quote by Billy Corgan
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Bee In My Bonnet
I got a bee in my bonnet
Got a chip on my shoulder
I got a hole in my shoe
And my toes are getting colder
I got ants in my pants
I got fries in my thighs
I got a bone in my nose
I got frit in my ass
I got a bee in my bonnet
Got a chip on my shoulder
I got a flee in my ear
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I got a ticket for the train
And I'm ready to leave
I got a rockin' pneumonia
and the boogie woogie flu
I got the palpations
All because of you
I got a bee in my bonnet
Got a chip on my shoulder
I'm burning, with love
I got my fish on the line
I got my hand in the water
I know right from wrong
So I do what I oughta
I laugh in the day
I cry in the night
Woo hoo baby
Gonna be alright
I got a bee in my bonnet
Got a chip on my shoulder
I got a bee in my bonnet
Got a chip on my shoulder
song performed by by 10 Cc
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We came in today with a chip on our shoulder to prove who we are.
quote by Bill Laimbeer
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One By One
I remember wasting time
Watching as the planes fly by
I remember hearing the engines echoing through the sky
And they used to say
That someday you'll forget it
You won't hear them
And they used to say
That time goes by
That nothing changes
[Chorus]
I won't miss my flight again
I'm not where I belong
So give me just one chance
And one by one I'll prove you wrong
One by one I'll prove you wrong
I remember every night
Sitting by the runway side
I remember waiting for a reason to say goodbye
And they used to say
That someday you'll forget it
You won't hear them
And they used to say
The day goes by but you can't change it
[CHORUS]
Sometimes I think I've been wrong
But this is the place that I think I belong
And everytime I speak my mind I'm leaving you behind
and I won't miss my flight again
I'm not where I belong
So give me just one chance
And one by one I'll prove you wrong
I won't miss my flight again
I'm not where I belong
So give me just one chance
And one by one I'll prove you wrong
one by one I'll prove you wrong
one by one I'll prove you wrong
one by one I'll prove you wrong
song performed by by Simple Plan
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No time to Fake
Faked?
My abilities and deeds,
You believe has been faked?
I have yet to admit,
All things I am familiar with.
And with 'whom' I have initiated a process.
Faked?
I feel like a child beginning to learn how to walk.
And you believe my efforts taken have been faked?
Are you saying that just to ignite,
The depths of my greatness?
Or...
Are you hoping someone will validate,
More of a perceived ego...
I have yet to publicly admit?
Either way,
I have had no time to fake!
I have enough on my plate as it is!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Like This...
It's like this...
Whatever you are now seeing,
But did not see then.
Or refused to see it for what it was,
Has not changed!
The reason it is in your focus,
Is you now find it on your back!
And you believe it is something,
You can brush or shake off!
Just like that.
You know...
Like something you've been accustomed,
To doing.
However,
It's like this...
That chip you carried on your shoulder?
Well,
It is now a boulder.
And,
It's like this...
You are not the only one carrying it,
Either.
Expect it to be there for a while.
Since you and the others...
Have more now in common than your realize!
And whatever was allowed to be put where it is...
Is yours.
You claimed it!
That is why it is there!
If it wasn't what you wanted,
It would not exist!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Every Aspect of Their Lives Has Been Colorized
Shot, maimed.
Dragged from behind trucks.
And swung randomly from trees.
That is the visual...
I get from 'those' people.
And with me it sticks.
From me it wont leave.
And I remember Katrina,
When these same people...
Were calling 'my' people refugees.
As if they weren't the immigrants...
On land their ancestors illegally stole.
From those who are native!
To instigate intimidation and disrespect.
And I've been told I carry an embitteredness.
I've been told by those I carry a chip on my shoulder,
That I should address.
I've been 'called' and told many things...
By those folks who will not confess,
If it wasn't for people of color...
They would find it difficult to feed themselves.
Or be able to protest,
Whatever those interests are...
They have to defend and protect.
Since every aspect of their lives has been colorized.
And maybe that's why their 'greatness'
IS apparently on the waning side!
And they walk around envious, insecure, unhappy and upset!
Yet...
If it wasn't for those of color,
Their achievements would not have been their best.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chip Chip Chip Away
You want to come on the ranch,
And do a bit of hi-dee-hey.
You come expecting everyone to do,
What it is you say, yo!
You want to feel you're the boss,
At any cost without delay.
But you aint giving any bucks...
To anyone with an up in pay!
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in.
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo!
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in.
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in!
You want to come on the ranch,
And do a bit of hi-dee-hey.
You come expecting everyone to do,
What it is you say, yo!
You want to feel you're the boss,
At any cost without delay.
But you aint giving any bucks...
To anyone with an up in pay!
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in,
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo.
Today...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in,
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo.
You want to come on the ranch,
And do a bit of hi-dee-hey.
You come expecting everyone to do,
What it is you say, yo!
You want to feel you're the boss,
At any cost without delay.
But you aint giving any bucks...
To anyone with an up in pay!
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in.
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo!
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in.
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in!
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in,
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo.
Today...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in,
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo.
And do it,
Today!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Spirits Rebellious
I can't do right when all I wanna do is wrong
My conscience sounds alarm like the waning of a Chinese gong
I know about the punishment, I know about the law
My sins cut deeper than the teeth on a saw
My attitude is bad and my nerves are raw
I'm a shotgun snake, I'm a jackal with claws
I was born with a chip on my shoulder on a stormy night
Alright
My spirits rebellious, you tell us everything's okay
No way
Spirits rebellious, we won't do anything you say
It's a hard, hard world with a black corroded heart
There's a livin', breathin' devil trying to tear my soul apart
In a cold, cold grave on a dark, dark night
Eternity is black, I'll never see the light
Never listen to advice, I was never that bright
Couldn't walk away, I was lookin' to fight
I was born with a chip on my shoulder on a stormy night
Alright
My spirits rebellious, you tell us everything's okay
No way
My spirits rebellious, we won't do anything you say
No Way
My spirits rebellious, you tell us everything alright
Tonight
Spirits rebellious, all we gonna hear is lies,lies, lies
Lies...
My spirits rebellious
I can't do right when all I want to do is wrong
My spirits rebellious
I know about the punishment, I know about the law
My spirits rebellious
My sins cut deeper then the teeth on a saw
My spirits rebellious
I'm the teenage curse of the monkey's paw
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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To Admit You Are Wrong
To admit you are wrong should not be a sign of weakness
It is indeed a fortress of the strong
To swallow your pride of you does seem so noble
And to a rare breed you surely belong.
Just goes to show that you are not pigheaded
One brave enough for to apologize
To admit you are wrong it may seem rather humbling
But to a better self it does give rise.
To admit you are wrong always takes heaps of courage
To say I'm wrong should not be a loss of pride
To deny truth is more of a sign of weakness
Behind a falsehood one should never hide.
To admit you are wrong is nothing to feel ashamed of
To apologize should shows how brave you are
You are one not lacking in moral courage
And moral courage in life it can take you far.
poem by Francis Duggan
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This Process
This process.
As difficult as it is,
Gives an ease that seems to flow.
There is a representation that creates an image.
And that picture painted,
Allows what is in one mind to another show.
This process can also deliver emotions as well.
And the skill of it,
Can bring hardened eyes to soften with tears.
This process can even produce a fear.
With a rushing done by someone stunned,
To run from room to room...
With the turning on of every light,
With something firmly tight held near.
This process can invite those feelings of love.
And melt a cold shoulder.
Or...
Even heat a flame under burning sheets.
This process can also get extremely tired.
With a nodding of a process,
That introduces...
Sleep!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The World Is Full Of Angry Young Men
Gone are the days,
When hate filled my heart,
I feel now I am a happy man,
I laugh now at values that I had.
All through my youth,
I was shouting and no one would hear.
Blind to the ways,
Of the people who now I hold dear.
Its loud and clear.
The world is full of angry young men,
Chip on the shoulder,
An ideal in their head.
The world is full of angry young men,
Who think life owes them something,
But you only get out what goes in.
There was a time,
When I fought the worldm
I see now,
It was just an actors stage.
I see clear,
The colours through the haze.
As time goes on,
Your opinion will change like the weather.
Things that you said,
Now seem small,
They just dont seem to matter,
I learned for the better.
The world is full of angry young men,
Chip on the shoulder,
And an ideal in their head.
The world is full of angry young men,
Who think life owes them something,
But you only get out what goes in.
There was a time I was lost in the dark,
I ran a race I didnt know where to start.
Now Ive changed my ways,
Seeing better days,
Im turning my world upside down.
The world is full of angry young men,
Chip on the shoulder,
And an ideal in their head.
The world is full of angry young men,
Who think life owes them something,
But you only get out what goes in.
Angry young men,
What you put in is what you get out.
song performed by by Xtc
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Is There Anything Wrong In The Wanting of This?
Is there anything wrong,
In providing an environment...
In which one prefers quietness,
Than the conflicts of daily argument.
Is there anything wrong with not wanting this?
Especially if it comes to one who has invested,
In the elimination of certain relationships...
That did not fit to mix,
With a growth that is felt matched up with.
Is there anything wrong with not wanting this?
I hope not.
I would hate to be the one to admit,
The happiness I have that has arrived...
Means nothing more than a mirage described.
When I know...
On the other side of a door I turn my key,
Peace and harmony is there to greet me.
And I,
Can sit and eat.
To fall asleep,
Butt naked if I choose to.
Is there anything wrong in the wanting of this?
I hope not.
I would hate to be the one to admit,
The happiness I have that has arrived...
Means nothing more than a mirage described.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm Waiting
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
Uh, uh, well
Sugar
Heres another one
And another day
Move to this, let me see you jump and twist
Pump your fist cause you know its hard to resist
As long you know youre rollin with the love
specialist
Feel the pow, let me put the groove in your hips
The night is young, so lets go roll with the fun
You got some gun, check it out, gimme some
Cause Im about to play an old girl like a drum
She shackatack, poor soul settle down
Girl, what you gon do with all that body
{Shake it up all night}
Careful with that thing before you hurt somebody
{Tell me what you like}
Do it, baby
How you can grant the woman access to your villa
Trespasser and a witness while you cling on your pillow
You better watch your back before she turn into a killer
Best for you and the situation not to call the beaner
To be a true player you have to know how to play
If she say you're not, convince her say you're gay
Never admit to a word when she say makes a claim
And you tell her baby no way
But she caught me on the counter
"It wasn't me"
Saw me banging on the sofa
"It wasn't me"
I even had her in the shower
"It wasn't me"
She even caught me on camera
"It wasn't me"
She saw the marks on my shoulder
"It wasn't me"
Heard the words that I told her
"It wasn't me"
Heard the screams getting louder
"It wasn't me"
She stayed until it was over
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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On The Wrong Side
I must be going
Kiss me goodbye
All the colors are changing
There's a tear in my eye
Hearts filled with passion
Eyes without sight
Oh, we never went runnin'
On the wrong side
All the faces of liars
And the faces of glass
Oh, they walked by the window
But they never got past
Action for action
Fight for fight
Oh, we never went runnin'
On the wrong side
On the wrong side
On the wrong side
We never went runnin'
On the wrong side
I must be going
Kiss me goodbye
All the colors are changing
There's a tear in my eye
And I'll go on living
All the rest of my life
And I'll never go runnin'
On the wrong side
On the wrong side
On the wrong side
I'll never go runnin'
On the wrong side
I'll never go runnin'
On the wrong side
I'll never go runnin'
On the wrong side
song performed by by Lindsey Buckingham
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You Were The Adult, I Was Just A Kid
you had control,
you made me feel special,
but something wasn't right,
questions were floating around,
of why i did the things i did,
the more there was,
the more secretive you became,
told me we couldn't continue,
if my parents found out,
but it didn't feel right,
you told me my parent would think i was lying,
guess what?
they did,
i created a war,
things gotten hard,
it was easy for me to admit i was lying,
than for ppl to question my judgement,
i was a kid,
you had a edge,
kids lie, easy out,
you made me depend on you,
and for what?
what did you ever do to me?
besides take advanage and kick me to the side,
you hurted me, in ways i couldn't understand,
until now, you coward,
couldn't admit to your actions,
because you,
know they were wrong,
and now becuz of you,
i understand why i don't trust,
it was one thing you took from me when i was young.
poem by Mona Martinez
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I Can Prove You Wrong
(monty criswell/greg mcdougal/billy spencer)
I know he gave you every reason
To lose your faith in love
Give me the chace Ill find the pieces
To a heart thats given up
You say theres nothing I can do
But no ones ever too far gone
Its a heartache talking when
You say youll never love again
And I can prove you wrong
I can prove you wrong
I know I can make you see
That youre right where you belong
When youre right here with me
If I could wrap these arms around you
You wont even know hes gone
But if youre still afraid
Love always ends that way
I can prove you wrong
I can show you what Im saying
Is so much more than empty words
And if you want me here Im staying
But Ill walk away if you prefer
A broken heart takes time to heal
And right now yours is not that strong
You say theres no one left for you
But if you want me to
I can prove you wrong
I can prove you wrong
I know I can make you see
That youre right where you belong
When youre right here with me
If I could wrap these arms around you
You wont even know hes gone
But if youre still afraid
Love always ends that way
I can prove you wrong
But if youre still afraid
Love always ends that way
I can prove you wrong
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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When Greed Is the Issue
Well...
There is one thing he needs not try any longer,
To convince others he can do.
He is one of the biggest liars on Earth.
No certification is needed to prove that's true.
Everything he has done is evidence.
He carries that in his attitude.
Someone inept ever given authority...
Never disappoints,
They have incompetence they wish to prove.
Implusive and self indulgent.
Insecure and intelligence free.
People like this seldom admit...
Listening to others is at the top of their list.
They find that demeaning,
Since they would have to sit...
Through a learning process.
Of course he is ignorant.
But having wealth doesn't make one smart.
And obtaining that all one has to accomplish...
Is to know the art of conniving.
And enlist others to take part.
Especially when greed is the issue...
With deception in one's heart!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A lot of people thought I was going to be a one-hit wonder, so I had that chip on my shoulder.
quote by Bubba Sparxxx
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A chip on the shoulder indicates wood higher up.
It's hard for a fellow to keep a chip on his shoulder if you allow him to take a bow.
quote by Billy Rose
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