Neighbours
There are some that are rowdy,
making a noise all the time.
Shouting and screaming,
thinking they are better than the rest.
There are some that are quiet,
keeping themselves to themselves.
Most of the time
you would never know they’re there.
There are some that are friendly
and will help you at anytime.
Over the years,
they become trusted and beloved friends.
poem by David Harris
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Undisputed
Get free, yeah!
Npg get rowdy, get rowdy now!
Npg get rowdy, get rowdy now!
Once again I dont follow trends, they just follow me
Just like the israelies thru the red sea
It might take u some time but u will want 2 see
The undisputed truth and get free (get free)
Npg (feel me) get rowdy (love me), get rowdy now! (live)
Npg (feel me) get rowdy (love me), get rowdy now! (come on)
(get free, yeah!)
Npg (feel me) get rowdy (love me), get rowdy now! (go, come on)
Npg (feel me) get rowdy (once again)
(backwards: the uncredible)
At the very core of thinking I originate
Thats why ull never know my thinking or my fate
Invisible - unless of course u r my mate
If not, u think u see me - I disintegrate
Disintegrate my thoughts from yours
U can feel me coming outa everyone of your pores
Were integrating where I am understood and adored
Ure just 2 my subject - thats y ure outtatouch!
So whats this claim - out of what?
My dear, I am the touch
Oh, hear me, feel me
Oh, hear me, feel me
Come on
Npg (get funky)
[...]
Npg get rowdy, get rowdy now!
I can give u power (power), I can take it away
I can make u dance, cuz this guitar I play
Heavy rotation (come on, come on)
Never made my world go round
Commercialization, commercialization of the music
Is what brought it down
(overhere)
(2 the bridge)
My level is now what u must learn 2 rise above
Talk to dangelo or better yet - ? uestlove
It might take u some time but u will learn 2 see
The undisputed truth and get free (get free)
Npg (feel me) get rowdy (love me), get rowdy now! (live)
Npg (feel me) get rowdy (love me), get rowdy now! (come on)
(get free, yeah!)
Npg (feel me) get rowdy (love me), get rowdy now!
Npg (feel me) get rowdy (once again)
(backwards: the incredible)
(get free, yeah!)
Npg (feel me) get rowdy (love me), get rowdy now! (horns)
Npg get rowdy, get rowdy now!
Get funky
[...]
Funky
Npg - new power (chuck)
Theres no rasism (14)
Free nation (funky)
Free nation (funky)
Check it
(undisputed!)
Come on, come all 2 the download ball, off
Theres no curfew 2 hurt u - no substitutions
Schools now in session
Put down the smith & wessons
Real renegades dont invite grenades 2 make the grade
This is a brain raid - who rise above the lies
Raise above these days
New ways disguised as a craze
Uh, gotcha back against the status they thrown at us
Back against the wall again
High trees catch a lot of wind, oh
Last band standing
Gotta knock my overstanding
According 2 planing (npg get rowdy)
And look up in the sky
No cable wire
God bless the child
God bless the child
(so funky)
Ha-ha-ha-ha ...
song performed by by Prince
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Keeping still
Keeping his back still
So that he no longer feels his body.
He goes into his courtyard
And does not see his people.
No blame.
True quiet means keeping still when the time has come to keep still, and going forward when the time has come to go forward.
In this way rest and movement are in agreement with the demands of the time, and thus there is light in life.
poem by from I Ching
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Help
There is a voice that the world cant hear like
Its on mute and that voice is help
It's a long way down but no one still won't give a hand
To the person falling and screaming help!
We cant hear the call and we cant see like we are
Blind and deaf but its just selfishness overcoming us
You are enjoying your quiet sleeps while
The person screaming help! Suffers the toughest
Night
Help! Help! They call but we all think they are
Annoying like bugs so we decide to swat them away
And give them the leftovers that were trouble ling
Our pockets as a hearted giving well we are all cold hearted
And cruel to those that are shouting help!
We live those in need of help unsheltered while your building
A 50 meter square closet just to keep your cloths
We make sure we are on time to watch our favourite
Television shows but never have the time to be in time
For the people shouting help
When we look at the people in need of help we change our faces like
We are eating ripe mangoes with no nectar in them well that's what
The helpless are taking while your enjoying your chocolate bars
But never let the people screaming "help! " enjoy with us
HELP!
poem by Atlay Mwenifumbo
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My Beloved Sister
Today, while I sit in my rocking chair to rest
Reminiscing the time that I loved the best,
In my vision I can once more see,
My beloved sister and brothers and even me.
The time of happiness that only our family knows,
Before the impending moment that maturity grows.
I am just reminiscing - they have gone their own way now.
Since then - my black hair has turned gray above the brow.
The house is still there - no noise anymore,
No one to pick on, no wrestling on the floor,
No heavy footsteps, no laughter or glee,
My beloved sister's voice no longer calling me.
Many years of our life were spent apart,
My sister and brothers to new nests did part.
Something went amiss one sad day
When my beloved sister left to go far away.
I may have some pleasures and leisure from care,
But willingly, some of my possessions I'd gladly share
If only my beloved sister I could hold near,
For one cherishing moment of that long ago year.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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Is There Anyone Out There?
Staring at the stars at night
it makes you wonder
if this is the only planet with life
in the vastness of space.
You feel like shouting at times.
Is there anyone out there?
People see things in the night sky
that they cannot explain.
Even in the daylight
mysterious objects appear unexplained
and all the time you feel like shouting.
Is there anyone out there?
Years from now when
we might have learned to listen,
we might find someone else
is really out there listening
to us shouting.
Is there anyone out there?
It is quite possible one day
in the truth we might find
that all the time we’ve been shouting
someone else has been out there
shouting back at us too.
Is there anyone out there?
21 February 2011
poem by David Harris
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Anytime
Written by randy owen, teddy gentry, and greg fowler
Anytime you wanna love me you can love me anytime
Early morning, late at night, anytime the time is right
Oh, if you want to hold me, well, you know that you can
Anytime, anytime, i'm your man
Baby you're something, you're something else
I'll keep you're loving all to myself
I live for the moment when its just you and me
Baby, just you and me
Anytime you wanna love me you can love me anytime
'cause i'm ready and i'm willing, name the placem name the time
December through november, just give me your hand
Anytime, anytime, i'm your man
So hold me close, close as you can
Whisper to me, now what's your plan
You can trust me, understand baby, understand
Anytime you wanna love me you can love me anytime
Oh, if you want to hold me, well, you know you always can
Anytime, anytime, i'm your man
song performed by by Alabama
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Anytime
Ooh, ooh anytime that you want me
Ooh, ooh anytime that you want me
Ooh, ooh anytime that you want me to
Ooh, ooh anytime that you need me
Im standing here with my arms a mile wide
Hoping and praying for you
Listen to me and enlighten me
I hope that you need me too, cause,
Ooh, ooh anytime that you want me
Ooh, ooh anytime that you want me
Ooh, ooh anytime that you want me to
Ooh, ooh anytime that you need me
Give me all of your sunshine
A spark is all I need
To take away, all of the shadows
Well what more can I say.
Anytime at all
Anytime at all
Anytime at all
song performed by by Journey
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There was lad who said: 'Anytime;
Early morn, af'noon or prime time,
This activity's the best
Above all the rest -
Anytime's sex-time, no crime!'
quote by by Comfort Ndlovu
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Anytime (I'm Your Man)
Written by randy owen, teddy gentry, and greg fowler
Anytime you wanna love me you can love me anytime
Early morning, late at night, anytime the time is right
Oh, if you want to hold me, well, you know that you can
Anytime, anytime, Im your man
Baby youre something, youre something else
Ill keep youre loving all to myself
I live for the moment when its just you and me
Baby, just you and me
Anytime you wanna love me you can love me anytime
cause Im ready and Im willing, name the placem name the time
December through november, just give me your hand
Anytime, anytime, Im your man
So hold me close, close as you can
Whisper to me, now whats your plan
You can trust me, understand baby, understand
Anytime you wanna love me you can love me anytime
Oh, if you want to hold me, well, you know you always can
Anytime, anytime, Im your man
song performed by by Alabama
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Noise
Dads stuck in the factory, machines are banging all around.
Mommas in the kitchen, she got the radio on all the time.
My little sisters screaming, and stamping on the ground.
And the radio keeps pumping out the same old boring sound.
All I hear is noise.
Cant get away from the noise.
Can you hear me above the noise?
Can you, can you, can you, can you, can you, can you hear me?
Can you hear the noise? (noise)
Cant get away from the noise. (noise)
Can you hear me above the noise? (noise)
Can you, can you, can you, can you, can you, can you hear me?
Banging in my ears, in every direction.
Listen to the roar, hear that city[? ], poundin, poundin.
There oughta be a law, hey buddy, turn that radio down.
Sometimes I get used to it and I forget that its around.
But all I hear is noise. (noise)
Cant get away from noise. (noise)
Can you hear me above the noise? (noise)
All of this confusion is ruining my day.
Let the noise be like the sunset, and slowly fade away.
Fading, fade.
Girl, I want to build a better world for me and you.
I wanna pull out all the plugs before I finally blow my fuse.
Wish all the confusion would slowly fade away.
Id tell you that I love you, but you dont hear what I way.
All you hear is noise. (noise)
Cant get away from noise. (noise)
Can you hear me above the noise? (noise)
Can you, can you, can you, can you, can you, can you hear me?
Noise in the street, theyre digging up the pavement.
Noise in the air, those traffic jams are everywhere.
Noise on noise, to cover up the noise.
The pressures building up because theres no way to avoid,
All the noise. (noise)
Cant get away from noise. (noise)
Can you hear me above the noise? (noise)
All of this confusion is ruining my day.
Let the noise be like the sunset, and slowly fade away.
Fading, fading.
song performed by by Kinks
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Younger Days
IM STILL YOUNG AT HEART
I PLAY THE PART
I FEEL SO GOOD, I FEEL SO GOOD
WHEN MADISON SQUARE GARDEN NO LONGER SCREAMS FOR ME
AND THE RECORD COMPAGNIE DONT SEND NO LIMOS FOR ME
AND THE YOUNG GIRLS THEY THINK THAT IM TOO OLD
REFREIN:
I KNOW I BE OKE WHEN I THINK OF THE YOUNG DAYS, THE YOUNG DAYS
WITH A MIKE AND A GUITAR I USED TO RACKET ON ANY STAGE, ANY STAGE
FROM THE HOOD TO THE SUBURBS IN THE THEATER NEAR YOU
THE BIG NEONLIGHTS WHENEVER WE CAME THROUGH
PEOPLE PUSHING THROUGH LIKE THEY DONT NO WHAT TO DO
BOUNCERS SCREAMING HE, HE, HE
AINT NO PUSHING TO THE BACK OF THE LINE
DONT YOU KNOW
EVERYBODYS BOUND TO GET IN
WAIT YOUR TURN
TICKETHOLDERS ARE FIRST ON THE LINE
BUT IT MADE ME FEEL SPECIAL WHEN
A HUNDERD GIRLS RUSHED THAT DOOR
AINT NO WHAT THE BOUNCERS SAY
THEY WENT TO THE CLUB SCREAMING TOM
IT MADE ME FEEL SPECIAL WHEN THE SAY
DJ PLAY THIS REQUEST
ALLRIGHT
THINKING OF MY YOUNGER ROWDY DAYS
I KNOW MY PEOPLE SAY
COME RUSH THE DOOR WE GONNA BOMBRUSH THE DOOR (3*) HE, HE ,HE
COME RUSH THE DOOR WE GONNA BOMBRUSH THE DOOR (3*) HE, HE, HE
WHEN I LOOK IN YOUR EYES THATS THE ONLY STARS I SEE
AND I GO THROUGH NEW YORK WITH NO SECURITY
AND ON THE BILLBOARDS IM NO LONGER NUMBER ONE
REFREIN:I KNOW I BE OKE WHEN I THINK OF THE YOUNG DAYS, THE YOUNG DAYS ETC
IT WAS YOUNG AND ROWDY
NOW IM OLD AND ROWDY
AS LONG AS I STAY ROWDY
NOTHING GONNA BE CLOUDY
REFREIN:
IT WAS GOOD IN SIXTY-FIVE
IT WAS GOOD IN SIXTY-SIX
IT WAS GOOD IN SIXTY-SEVEN
I FELT I WAS IN HEAVEN
IT STILL FEELS GOOD
AFTER ALL THESE YEARS
NOW WERE IN A
NEW MILLENIUM
I CAN DIG IT
I STILL DIG IT
I STILL DO IT
CAUSE I LOVE IT YES I DO-ac
song performed by by Tom Jones
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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White Hot Day
Instrumental version called bass line
In time, only time, speak for time, in time
Time calls, time cries, sweet friend of mine
Time could be a place, a spirit and a face
Teardrops through time
While away below, the whirlwinds will blow
A pretty nation speaks in time
The beauty of it is, to waken up to
Shake the hand of time
In time, only time, well speak for time
On a quiet night of a white hot day
Whisper the things that will come our way
On a quiet night of a white hot day
Hold back the years, hold back the years
Time calls, time cries, sounds like a friend of mine
Time will run to meet, the slick and shiny beat
That creeps to me through time
While away below, the whirlwinds will blow
A pretty nation sleeps in time
The beauty of it is
Well wake up to, shake the hand of time
In time, only time, in time, only time
In time
On a quiet night of a white hot day
Whisper the things that will come our way
On a quiet night of a white hot day
Hold back the tears, hold back the tears
In time, only time, well speak for time
On a quiet night of a white hot day
Whisper the things that will come our way
On a quiet night of a white hot day
Hold back the tears, hold back the tears
In time, only time
Quiet night of a white hot day
Whisper the things that will come our way
On a quiet night of a white hot day
Roll back the years, roll back the years
In time, only time, well speak for time
On a quiet night
Hold back the tears to another day
Quiet night of a white hot day
Hold back the tears, hold back the tears
Time, only time, speak for time
Quiet night of a white hot day
Whisper the things that will come our way
On a quiet night of a white hot day
Roll back the years, roll back the years
In time, only time, speak for time
Quiet night of a white hot day
Hold back the tears to another day
Quiet night of a white hot day
Words & music : james kerr, charlie burchill, mel gaynor, derek forbes, michael macneil (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Can't Fall Asleep
My thoughts keep me up at night,
my tears put me to sleep,
my dreams wake me up,
after only an hour of sleep.
I can't rest no more,
I can't fall back to sleep,
so I lie in bed for hours at a time,
watching the clock as the time keeps going by.
I toss and I turn,
trying to find something comforable,
but when I'm almost asleep,
my thoughts wake me up again.
So I lay there thinking the thoughts,
that wont leave me alone.
I try time and time again,
but I cant fall back to sleep.
Finally I fall asleep,
but then i quickly hear a noise,
it is my alarm telling me to get up for the day ahead,
but it doesnt realize that I've been up all night.
Thinking, thinking of those thoughts that won't let me sleep.
So I quickly turn off the annoying buzzing noise,
and there I lay in my bed,
dreading the day ahead.
poem by Rebeckah Schroeder
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Childhood Is...
Childhood is hanging your pictures on the refrigerator, and tea parties you always have to cater.
Childhood is chasing butterflies and picking flowers,
playing with blocks and making towers.
Childhood is hating nap time,
and thinking everything is always MINE
Childhood is crayons and coloring books,
Playing hide and go seek in all the right nooks.
Childhood is falling asleep to your favorite lullaby,
wishing you had wings so you could soar into the sky.
Childhood is only crying over a scrapped knee,
or being stung by a bumble bee
Childhood is thinking boys have cooties,
or your mom making you wear itchy booties.
Childhood is ruining mommy's new leather,
and making friends and keeping them forever.
Childhood finally ends,
When you start to grow up,
And not having to drink out of a sippy cup
poem by Shenika Vermaak
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The Door Is Always Open
The door is always open,
there is a welcome
always in here,
so come on in at anytime
and we will raise a cup of good cheer.
The world can go on its merry way,
just pull a chair up by the fire
and warm yourself a bit.
There door is always open,
there is a welcome mat
and a friendly face
will always greet you
at anytime night or day.
As the door is always open,
you can come in anytime.
You will never leave hungry
as something is cooking
all the time.
So take up my invitation
and just come on in.
The door is always open
to welcome you.
23 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Those Who Make Claims
Being friendly,
And having a few close friends...
Is quite a difference.
Those who brag about their friends,
But can not depend on them...
Delude themselves with being popular.
The same applies to the giving of respect.
I don't have to know you to do it.
But many who don't do it at all,
Seem to be the ones who delude themselves...
With a notion that the not doing of it,
Makes them popular.
Being friendly,
And having a few close friends...
Is quite a difference.
We know when, where and what time it is,
That we can disrespect each other.
And not take it personal.
However...
Those who make claims to have lots of friends,
Have no clue which one...
Will kick them under the bus,
Regardless of when, where or what time it is!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Being Away From You (Love Poem)
Be-tubed in my silver coffin for take-off,
Bemused by passenger coping strategy,
Beloved by adjacent nervous new-friend,
Being away from you is harder every time.
Bewildered by the preying nervousness,
Be-crossed by maddening screaming kids,
Bespectacled study of the unending 1Q84,
Being away from you is harder every time.
Be-thinking of what you are doing as I soar,
Because appoggiatura in 'Someone Like You',
Begets a 'Missing You' sadness deep inside,
Being away from you is harder every time.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Football Stole my Man: A Song
Woke to the alarm clock a screaming
Pulling my away from all of my dreaming
the morning sun is hazy and grey, telling me it’s
Time to start my day: everyday seems just the same
And his mind is on that damn ole game
Sunday comes and he is hanging with the boys
They are out in the back jumping around and making all that noise
I just sit back and try to understand
How football came and stole away my man
His mind is drifting away again
I feel like I lost my best friend
I could back up and go away
A tired lady with three kids in tow
~laugh~ but no I know I will stay
Sunday comes and he is hanging with the boys
They are out in the back jumping around and making all that noise
I just sit back and try to understand
How football came and stole away my man
Saturday night and I put my make-up on and do my hair up pretty
Get all dressed up and take him to the city
And try to rekindle that old flame
Try to get back to where we began
When there was no football, just me and my man
but
Sunday comes and he is hanging with the boys
They are out in the back jumping around and making all that noise
I just sit back and try to understand
How football came and stole away my man
One more Sunday and we are hanging with the boys
Jumping around and making all that damn noise
Now that I am a fan
It is just football me and my man
© JPM 1/25/09
Make Some Noise
{eminem} 123...7:00 party at my friends house dr.dre want me to
Sing new tunes and turn the place insideout i said...maby if mr.grady ill let
Me out of detenchion and ill talk my mom out susption while im cooking
Pancakes in the kitching at the same time making wishes hoping that theyll come
True cause its the only thing to do and if they do come true my life want be
So blue [chours]{dr.dre}when i say make some you say noise make some
(crowd)noise [dr.dre] make some{crowd{noise} [repeat3times]{eminem}every body
Make some noise ...now the party aready is jumping..people left the nextdoors
Neighbors party to come knocking on are door cause the music got more and more
Loud while i chowd sandwitches singing making more noise the party got so wild
The police came while i listing to the negihbor say 2can play at that game the
People at the party were so insane and when the police left i herd dr.dre say
{reapeat chours 7times and on 5th time fade}{dr.dre sings chours}
song performed by by Eminem
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Understanding More About Myself
i think back and i wonder,
why my trusting is so messed up,
part of me knows the reason,
but at times it still a puzzle,
that i just can't seem to put together,
i remember things clearly,
as i have the flashbacks,
i'm learning that my memories,
are not lies,
but are truth that was hidden,
so much pain comes up,
when i think of that part of my life,
but at the same time,
it what makes me feel better about myself,
i know that i am stronger because of it,
at times when i'm in the moment,
it feels so far from the truth,
but if i continue to run from my past,
and do the things that i don't like,
i'm not really dealing with it,
i'm making it worse by keeping myself the victim,
i was the victim in the past,
i don't have to be it now,
yeah my past will take some time to move on from,
but it doesn't changes much of who i am,
i have ppl who see me for me,
i may be a sensitive girl,
but there are some that don't take advantage of it,
some guys will always be jerks,
but not all guys are,
as i open up and trust some guys,
i'm realizing that some guys can be trusted,
just like some girls can be trusted,
it not so much on who they are,
it ppl actions that can attract you to somebody,
or just as well walk away from them,
i'm learning that i do have control of my life,
i'm just afraid to take it at times,
as a young girl,
speaking your mind ment,
i got more than i can handle,
you start to learn to stay quiet,
and just take what is coming to you,
a hard thing to take,
but up til this day,
it what i've been doing,
not speaking up,
when ppl start to treat me wrong.
poem by Mona Martinez
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