She Devils
When she devils fight with such venom, to intervene would be just pissing in wind. There scorn creates those horns. Their jealousy turn them solid red. And with all the bickering you wonder if the if its worth it. From the manipulation words to physical fights its so absurd. Their are the victims of their own creation. Look in the mirror and meet your maker. Not so pretty is she. But yet they strut as if they got all right stuff. A sick, morbid, and twisted sense of self confidence. Your who their parents were and what they did to these poor women. Break the cycle if you can. But do not become part of their alternate ego. Tirading you around like a prom dress that only be worn one night. Theirs something that isn't right. Its like a hydra for if you cut the head of the one five more grow in it stead. Its superficially f*cked in head. I watch in horror as I know where this leads next. Boredom follows the suit and then its time for her to move on. Suckers a plenty waiting to be bated and hooked.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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How You Remind Me (live)
Crowd cheering in Background)
Right now were gonna perform the Canadian National Anthem
and I swear to god I'm gonna screw the words up
Never made it as a wise man
couldnt cut it as a poor man stealin
tired of livin like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feelin
And this is how you remind me
Of what i really am
This is how you remind me
of what I really am
It's not like you to say sorry
We're now waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For givin you a heart worth breaking
And i've been wrong, I've been down
To the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream "Are we havin fun yet?"
Yet, Yet, Yet, dun, dun
Yet, Yet, Yet, dun, dun
Couldnt cut it in the basement
Said I hate you and I swear I still do
It must've been so bad
livin with me must've Damn near killed you
And this is how you remind me
of what I really am
This is how you remind me
of what I really am
Not like you to say sorry
We're now waiting on a differant story
This time I'm mistaken
for givin you a heat worth breaken
And I've been wrong, I've been down
To the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream "Are We Havin Fun Yet?"
Yet, Yet, Yet, dun, dun
Yet, Yet, Yet, dun, dun
Yet, Yet, Yet, dun, dun
Yet, Yet, Yet
(crowd cheers in background)
Never made it as a wise man
Couldn't cut it as a poor man stealin
tired of livin like a blind man
Sick of sight without a sense of feelin
And this is how you remind me
of what I really am
This is how you remind me
of what I really am
Not like you to say Sorry
We're now waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
(screaming)For givin you a heart worth breakin
I've been wrong, I've been down,
To the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Sream "Are we havin fun yet?"
Yet,Yet
cause are we havin fun yet
yet, yet
cause are we havin fun yet
yet, yet, yet
yet, yet, yet,
yet, ye-tah!
alright
(crowd cheering
song performed by by Sum 41
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Prom
Last night and great moments
For us seniors to go to
Prom
We going have time of our life
Last time we to have fun with each other
In this special night
One last time to dress up, good nice and
Have a good time with each other like this
Get music started
So I can dance
Let’s eat and drink from all dancing we all did
I need a break and get back to dancing afterward
Taking pictures, eat dinner, staying out all night and being at
Prom
Is just amazing feeling and there is no words to describe it
It doesn’t matter what I ride to get to
Prom
As along I am there with friends and enjoying my time
Tonight we can show what we got
I’m not going care, worry and just dance like I mean it
Let get this night going until midnight
Don’t let music stop, keep it going
We will look back on our
Prom
Night and look at memories we have
We didn’t regret it and glad we went and also didn’t miss fun
This is very important night for you and me
I can’t believe I was there and I glad I went
I will never forget it and I was smiling like I never did before
Even thought I wish I was with you baby dancing
This was such a blast time I have at
Prom
poem by Christina Phan
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Mirror Mirror
I see a damsel
In danger and distress
I see that she is pretty
I see a young girl
Dressed in a dirty dress
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
I see a fat girl
With her hair a mess
I see that she is pretty
I see a proud girl
She's pregnant i would guess
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
Mirror mirror do not fail
Who deserves to go to jail
I see the school girls
Dressed in their sunday best
I see that they are pretty
I see the wagon trains
Of pioneer women heading west
I see that they are pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
Creature creature, here the plan
Leads unto the fall of man
I see a matron
Unbuttoning a tightly fitting dress
I see that she is pretty
I see a maiden
She's careless like all the rest
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
Mirror mirror do not fail
Who deserves to go to jail
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the prettiest one of all
Mirror mirror humor me
Do they see what i see
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar, violin, baglama
Brian ritchie: upright bass, reed organ
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
gorno music reprinted with permission
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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The One I'm Waiting For
The way that girl can break a heart: It's like a work of art: And this is the worst part: She knows it
And she's so confident: That she's what everybody wants: But nobody wants: Her to know that
So fall back on all of your premonitions: And just learn to listen: To those that have more wisdom than you: And just stop: Putting so much stock: In all of this stuff: Live your life for those you love
And I'm still waiting for: You to be the one I'm waiting for
The way that girl can turn a head: Well she is such a threat: But don't ever forget: She knows it
And she's got it all: All figured out: And she won't let you doubt: She knows it
I'm still waiting for: You to be the one I'm waiting for
Something tells me that this is going to make sense: Something tells me it's going to take patience
Something tells me that this will all work out in the end
song performed by by Relient K
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Mirror Mirror (I See A Damsel)
I see a damsel
In danger and distress
I see that she is pretty
I see a young girl
Dressed in a dirty dress
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whos the fairest one of all
I see a fat girl
With her hair a mess
I see that she is pretty
I see a proud girl
Shes pregnant I would guess
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whos the fairest one of all
Mirror mirror do not fail
Who deserves to go to jail
I see the school girls
Dressed in their sunday best
I see that they are pretty
I see the wagon trains
Of pioneer women heading west
I see that they are pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whos the fairest one of all
Creature creature, here the plan
Leads unto the fall of man
I see a matron
Unbuttoning a tightly fitting dress
I see that she is pretty
I see a maiden
Shes careless like all the rest
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whos the fairest one of all
Mirror mirror do not fail
Who deserves to go to jail
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whos the prettiest one of all
Mirror mirror humor me
Do they see what I see
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar, violin, baglama
Brian ritchie: upright bass, reed organ
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dvs perversion room, milwuakee, wi
gorno music reprinted with permission
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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Creator
Everybody wants some more
Everybody, take some more
Justified to meet their maker
Satisfied to be your creator
You want more out of life
As is sucks out your eyes
Fashion aint no surprise
Lower your chin and open wide
Strapped in your mirror world, silently waiting
But somethings coming at you
So turn around cause here it comes, here it comes
Here it comes
Everyday youll wake up to know,
Ill be watching you, see every move that you make
Everyday youll wake up to know,
Ill be there each time, hear everything that you say
You got to keep yourself alive
Your fate is shortened and supplied
Its a burning design for the crucified
Strapped in your mirror world, silently waiting
But somethings coming at you
So turn around cause here it comes, here it comes
Here it comes
Everyday youll wake up to know,
Ill be watching you, see every move that you make
Everyday youll wake up to know,
Ill be there each time, hear everything that you say
Every time you walk away
Ill be watching you, see every move that you make
Therell never be a place you can go
There aint no denying
Sometimes she flies away
So high she flies away
Ya know its clear, ya know its time, deciding when
Ya know its clear, ya know its time, deciding when
Justified will meet their maker
Satisfied to be your creator
song performed by by Uranium 235
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Worth Fighting For
You said I could never find, a way to ease your mind
But where I go you wind up in the dust
I tried so hard to have you reach another side of me
Instead you werent to nowhere and forgot
So I wonder on
Asking where you might have gone
But what I knew before
Some things are worth fighting for
Diserty can wear you down, but still Im rollin through
Did I see your figure in the haze?
I am driven by your thirst, to quench myself of love
The sun beats on me for the price I pay
So I wonder on
Asking where you might have gone
From what I knew before
Some things are worth fighting for,
Yeah
Night rode leads me to a town of dust
Beckon by the gloss, of jealousy, and tumble weed
There calling out
Forever more
Worth fighting for
Im leading in the wind
Head bowed down from what I saw
My shadow far a friend
Theres something that worth fighting for
So Im moving on
Asking where you might have gone
From what I knew before
Some things are worth fighting for
Worth fighting for
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Intrigue
Not a single fictitious character in my head,
the inner monologue is dead - not a single
feeling stirring, no emotion except the dis-
comfort of boredom being uncomfortable
in my chair, in exasperation I wonder what
part of my wild diet is turning on me today
Why did my pre-physical spirit decide to have
allergies and pay for each sin of dietary indis-
cretion with physical and mental discomfort -
was this some idiotic pre-birth plan to keep my
life within narrow confines as happy all-knowing
spiritualists claim, wrongly, as far as I can see
I only turn into a self-pitying grumbler and that
can't be good, just waiting for time to pass to
eat again - if only my inner group of characters
would present a story again - life is so boring
without an intrigue in the mind!
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Quick Fade
Time, time on your mind
A conscience ticking
Images passing by like picture slides arranged
Love will survive
It twists and turns you
A circuit inside your head reminds you that its fine
I miss you more than words can say
A part of me has torn away
A china heart will always break
A fracture to a twisted face
But things are gonna heal again
Eyes once blind will see again
I miss you more than words can say
I miss you more than words .....
Quickfade
Try, learning to fly
Reach new sky
Find a new place to be and watch life pass you by
Try to get high
Jumped so you could feel it...
Youre living inside a dream
As waterfalls surround
I miss you more than words can say
A part of me is torn away
China hearts will always break
A fracture to a twisted face
But things are gonna heal again
Eyes once blind will see again
I miss you more than words can say
I miss you more than words .....
Quickfade...fade, fade, fade...
Glide, glide over tides
And waves that pull you
Oceans divide us once and bring you home again
Love will survive
It twists and turns you
Hes gone, gone, quickfade
Its gone, gone, quickfade...
I miss you more than words can say
A part of me is torn away
China hearts will always break
A fracture to a twisted face
But things are gonna heal again
Eyes once blind will see again
I miss you more than words can say
I miss you more than words .....
Quickfade
song performed by by Feeder
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Pretty Words
Ive seen the way he cast his spell
Hes gonna hurt you I can tell
Just to prove that he can be your lover
Hes gonna turn on that charm
Tonight hell wrap you in his arms
Tomrrow he will leave you for another
Pretty is as pretty does
Thats how it is and always was
Pretty words are all hes givin you
And when he whispers int he dark
Watch out hes gonna break your heart
cause pretty words wont make your dreams come true
Theyre just pretty words
Just pretty words
In the morning you will find
That you were just the next in line
Theres nothing I can do thats gonna stop you
Before you go just let me say
Id never treat your love that way
Ill be here long after hes forgot you
Pretty is as pretty does
Thats how it is and always was
Pretty words are all hes givin you
And when he whispers int he dark
Watch out hes gonna break your heart
cause pretty words wont make your dreams come true
Theyre just pretty words
Just pretty words
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Poor Little Girl
Poor little girl
With her head in the air
Theres a poorly sick world all around you
Poor horny boy
One thing on his mind
That poor little girl
He must find you
Chorus:
Theres a whole lotta love
Shaking inside of me
And I must figure out why its there
Theres a bottomless heart
Thats hooked into all of you
And its wondering how much you care
Poor little girl
With a whole in her heart
Theres a poorly sick world all around you
Poor horny boy
One thing on his mind
That poor little girl
He must find you
Theres a whole lotta love
Shaking inside of me
And I must figure out why its there
Theres a bottomless heart
Hooked into all of you
And its wondering how much you care
Poor little boy
Head in a whirl
Theres a phony slick world all around you
That poor little girl
With her head in the air
That poor little boy he must find you
Theres a whole lotta love
Shaking inside of me
And I must figure out why its there
Theres a bottomless heart
Hooked into all of you
And its wondering how much you care
Theres a need and desire I have
To express whats inside of me
I must figure it out while its still there
And an endless amout of
Of a joy that you touch me with
Thought its almost too much for me to bear
Poor litte girl
song performed by by George Harrison
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Treat Myself
Theres a place I can go
When the tensions high and Im feeling low
In a falsh I can be in an another space
As a different me, have a new id.
I think Ill treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Yes, Im going to treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Theres no rich, theres no poor
Everything is love, no such word as war
Theres no black and no white
Rainbow colors they, dress the days and nights, lifes a paradise
I think Ill treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Yes, Im going to treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Its amazing how the mind
Can do what you want it to
It can take you to a time
Where youll want to stay forever
Feeling everlasting pleasure
If your lifes in a place
That you can hardly bare
Come along with me to mental ecstasy
I think Ill treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Yes, Im going to treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
(repeat)
(backgrounds) whatsoever things are lovely
Whatsoever things are pure
Whatsoever things are honest
Whatsoever things are true (repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Head Howl
Not everyone can get
the things running down on your little head
not every single person can see
the things twirling on your twisted head
the things you can pull out of your hectic fantasy
No one has the right
or the right instinct
to testify
the things that happened in your head last night
No one can explain the reason you said you had to fight
should we decry the candles for burning so bright and gloomy?
was it the burning light?
or the trembling grin of a shadow that stayed still?
of a shadow that got to obsess your rusty dark old mind?
Was it you fighting as a mighty knight?
or were you that poor crippler creeping and begging
for some candles to light on
for some hysteria to speak on
for some pain to go on
for some function to keep it on
for some twisted function your head protects
in order for you to not lose the way
in your reverted battle
and the reaper stands above your head
You are the only thing among the wronged
that is sentenced any way
But there are still things that you can gain
even if your mind after all that time, stays the same
I say, you can still find things in the loss
you can still gain time in the loss
or feelings you ignored
an instant howl that once consoled
your artificial mind
If you are still able to escape
throw behind you the little stones
that will lead you back, ‘cause it's you, you will return
On the side of the warms you crawl
on the side of the ravens you howl
on the side of the crocodiles you cry
on the side of the losers you still give up
and on the side of the winners, you put off the fight
For there is a big howl in your mind
for there is an uncontrolled hole in your mind
trying to follow it with your eye
but your eye blinks too many times
to be able to find some space to breathe
before the light
to catch the lonely inconsolable glimpses of your twisted mind
for your pupil has so much expanded in the dark
that you are used to show already way too much
for your endless fight has given the opponent the right key
to open the night
the night that you have inside
that grows older and still stronger than you
the gloomy night that keeps you behind
and you smile for this retardation
for you are not ready
to howl, enough
So howl!
What are you expecting of, howl…
But I keep seeing with a tear and a sigh in my soul
that you are not even ready to crawl
for if you want to gain, you should lose again
for if you want to stay, you should fall again
and crawl, crawl in the dirt
in the dust where you spit
the things you say you do not like to be
the parts that made you the person from whom you cannot get away
you do not get to see
you should crawl first
and fall
in the parts of you, you dropped and chopped
behind where is the one truth you left to call
the only truth that stands you
the only glimpse that will destroy your fight
and will prepare you for the coveted howl
You are the only howl in your head
that never found the time to run away
Is it the howl you deny?
or is it the sense of freedom
you shall taste
haunting you
hidden behind the crawl, keeping you behind?
You are dying
fight and howl
or lose the fight, howl and crawl
exhausted from what you did not do
exhausted from the howl
you never got to fool
Your head might,
might fly
when you are ready to give up.
Free as you already are
you will never be ready to give up.
Exhausted from the howl that creates you.
poem by Katerina Val
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I'ma Queen
In as deep, deep sleep...
But yet woke...
Surrounded by beauty...
That gift, that woman...
Gods creation...
Queens a plenty...
Woman...there are not many...
Coming of age at a...
Young age...
Sharing all the world...
And its rage...
Doing her part on stage...
Born to be wrap in silk...
Queen-mother in her own rite...
Poor she is not...
Inner riches help to...
Deter the plots...
Cots made a wonderful...
Lay for pay...
A soul enlaced with beauty...
A wild seed...there were many...
Time give view to her real duties...
Duties of self...esteem...
Self...worth...
Self, self, self...
Is there nothing else?
Inward tears flow forward...
Smiles become frowns...
And back again...
And the queen within...
Wins...
Sun and rain together...
Allows the flower...
To grow...
Grow my pretty...grow...
Fly...
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Not Afrocentric Enough
Years ago...
They acted as if,
I was an embarrassment to them.
Not Afrocentric enough.
Even though I had identity,
Branded on my 'strut-and-stuff'!
My name, Lawrence Suhuba
Yuroban selected.
Doubling the meaning of my given name.
Suhuba (Lawrence) now Lawrence S.
Proud of my heritage and having no shame!
None to confess.
Today I 'strut' with my stuff all over the internet.
Doing what I've done most of my life.
And that's write.
And I might have been an embarrassment to them then...
But 'them' not feeling comfortable to be who they are now,
Should embarrass them more!
Since having no identity today,
Makes little sense since everything folks have lived for...
To impress with materialism has diminished in value.
And everything they are has been invested in it!
My head is held high...
Most times.
If I am not in deep thought!
And...
I might not have a dime in my pocket.
Most times,
My mind tells me I'm worth millions!
And I look to the ground,
Just to make sure I'm not dropping any of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Please youreslf
I think that ladies should ignore
The dictates of the fashion trade
The doubtful claims of haute couture
by so called experts often made.
A wise lady will choose her clothes
to show her assets at their best.
Not as the expert all suppose
to look exactly like the rest.
Dress to suit your face and figure
There is no need to buy in haste
clothes which make your rivals snigger.
Have faith in your own good taste.
Women come in many shades
different shapes and different sizes.
Mature matrons and slim young maids.
Every one that some man prizes.
A well dressed women who stands out.
Knows full well what she’s about.
She won’t let the experts tell her
how to dress to please her feller.
Some women have good fashion sense
but many lack the confidence
to tell the experts to get lost.
They can dress well at half the cost.
Fashion labels may sell clothes
but only silly girls suppose.
Only the latest style will do.
When obviously it is not true.
Suit yourself in the way you dress.
Choose the clothes that will suit you
If you do you will impress
in the way you ought to do.
Let all the fashion gurus prate
But don’t believe a word they say.
You know that you will look great
when you dress in your own way
Fashions come and fashions go.
You know when you’re looking good
What do the so called experts know? .
Ignore them as you know you should.
8-Feb-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Head For The Barricade
FIGHT, FIGHT
FIGHT, FIGHT
FIGHT, FIGHT
FIGHT, FIGHT
Sometimes you gotta fight for your right
When your not sure you're in a fight for your life right?
If you ain't packin any tactics
You might get ass kicked
Even if you are you little knucklehead
I'm kinda sick of being aggravated
I'm glad I'm hated
I guess I'm doing something right
But that's what happened back in Columbine
You gotta know when to stop
And not go over the top
Cause there's a chamber deep inside the brain
It's covered with chains
So don't be shaking them loose
And if you do I'll be running for the hills
Cause I'm ready to rock and now we're playing for real
I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
You better watch out when my adrenaline kicks I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
IT'S TOO LATE, YOU ALREADY BEEN HIT, DAMN!
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricades)
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricades)
This world can make you stick to your stomach so I
Put on my headphones, listen to the Deftones
It's getting crowded in my spaceship
Living in a dream
Running from the hate machine
You know it's,
Such a drag when there's people talking down to ya
Such a drag when everything sucks do ya,
Walk away with spit on your face or do ya,
Draw lines and give them a taste cause I,
Know it's never gonna end
If it happens again I'm going straight for the throat
Another note
Don't forget you had a chance
Now I'm over the sidelines and ready to dance
I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
You better watch out when my adrenaline kicks I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
IT'S TOO LATE, YOU ALREADY BEEN HIT, DAMN!
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricade)
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricade)
IF YOU GOT THE GUTS (Head for the barricade)
Then come on down (Head for the barricade)
IF YOU GOT THE GUTS (Head for the barricade)
Then come on down (Head for the barricade)
AND HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
GET UP GET UP
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
GET UP GET UP
FIGHT
HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
I ain't playin around
HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
I ain't playin around
HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricade)
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricades)
song performed by by Limp Bizkit
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Hi Heel Sneakers
(words & music by robert higginbotham)
Put on your red dress baby cause were going out tonight, oh yeah!
Put on your red dress baby cause were going out tonight, yeah!
Well now wear some boxing gloves in case some fool might start a fight
You know what Im sayin
Put on your hi-heel sneakers, put your wig hat on your head, oh yeah!
Put on your hi-heel sneakers, slap that wig right on your head, yeah!
Well Im pretty sure now baby, pretty soon youre gonna knock em dead
Oh gonna mess around baby
All right!
Da da da da etc.
Put on your red dress baby cause were going out tonight, oh yeah!
Put on your red dress baby cause were going out tonight, yeah!
Well now wear some boxing gloves in case some fool might start a fight
You know what Im sayin
Put on your hi-heel sneakers, put your wig hat on your head, oh yeah!
Put on your hi-heel sneakers, slap that wig right on your head, yeah!
Well Im pretty sure now baby, pretty soon youre gonna knock em dead
Walk around baby!
Da da da etc.
Put on your hi-heel sneakers, put your wig hat on your head, oh yeah!
Put on your hi-heel sneakers, slap that wig right on your head, yeah!
Well Im pretty sure now baby, pretty soon youre gonna knock em dead
All right take it home baby!
Da da da etc.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Tear It Up
(john burnette, dorsey burnette & paul burlison)
Come on, little baby, lets tear that dance floor up
Come on, little baby, lets tear that dance floor up.
Come on, little mama, let me see you strut your stuff.
Im a leavin, little baby, gonna be gone a long, long time.
Im a leavin, little baby, gonna be gone a long, long time.
Well come on honey and show me a real good time.
Tear it up! tear it up!
Tear it up! tear it up!
Come on little baby let me see you strut your stuff.
[instrumental verse]
Tear it up! tear it up!
Tear it up! tear it up!
Come on little baby let me see you strut your stuff.
Well you step back baby, and you move my way,
Step around again and let me hear you say
Tear it up! tear it up!
Come on little baby, let me see you strut your stuff.
Tear it up! tear it up!
Tear it up! tear it up!
Come on little mama let me see you strut your stuff.
Tear it up! tear it up!
Tear it up! tear it up!
Come on little mama let me see you strut your stuff.
song performed by by Rod Stewart
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Maker
Oh, Oh Deep water
Black, and cold like the night
I stand with arms wide open
I've run a twisted mile
I'm a stranger
in the eyes of the maker
I could not see
for fog in my eyes
I could not feel
for the fear in my life
From across the great divide
In the distance i saw a light
Jean baptiste
walking to me with the maker
My body is bent and broken
by long and dangerous sleep
I can work the fields of abraham
and turn my head away
I'm not a stranger
in the hands of the maker
Brother john
Have you seen the homeless daughters
standing there
with broken dreams
I have seen the flaming swords
there over east of eden
burning in the eyes of the maker
burning in the eyes of the maker
burning in the eyes of the maker
burning in the eyes of the maker
oh river rise from your sleep
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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