Second Round Ok
Why shooting from far? like women
dropp your gun let hit the ring and
throw punches for fun, i promise you
second round ok.Bang bang it
sound like a gun shot, but that
is the sound of my punches. I
got the move of Ail, the raw of
Tyson, harder than the klitschko
brothers.You will be drow in my
ocean of punches, after one round
you will be punching the air cos your
eyes will be fold.30 second into
the second round i can see you
staggering cos you are intoxicate
from my punches.you are in my
jungle and you are not going same
man cos your mouth will be broken
you face full of blood, black face shall
go with it.haahaa! why making love
to my canvass? .I got the braging
right boy.
poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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When you throw punches at actors, you stop, you pull it, and it looks like you pulled it. When you throw punches at cartoon characters, they are not there, so you can swing through. It looks like you really decked them.
quote by Brendan Fraser
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Roll With The Punches
They say that people are livin in the street
No food in their belly, no shoes on their feet
Six black children livin in a burned-up room
One bare light bulb swinging
Little black kid come home from school
Put his key in the door
Mr. rats on the stairway, mr. junkies lyin in his
Own vomit on the floor
You gotta roll with the punches, little black boy
Thats what you got to do
You got to roll with the punches
Tap it baby
Theres all these boring people, you see em on the tv
And theyre making up all these boring stories
About how bad things have come to be
They say you got to, got to, got to feed the hungry
You got to, got to, got to heal the sick
I say we aint gotta do nothin for nobody
cause they wont work a lick, you know
They just gonna have to roll with the punches, yes they will
Gonna have to roll with them
They gonna have to roll with the punches, yes they will
It dont matter whether youre white, black or brown
You wont get nowhere putting down
The old red, white and blue
Tap it baby. alright. all right!
Look at those little shorts hes got on, ladies and
Gentlemen
You can see all the way to argentina
Get it
So pretty
Let em go to belgium, let em go to france
Let em go to russia
Well at least they ought to have the chance to go there
We have talked about the red, we have talked about the blue
Now we gonna talk about the white
Thats what were gonna do
Now we had to roll with the punches, yes we did
We had to roll with em
We had to roll with the punches
Yes we did
We had to roll with em
I dont care what you say
Youre livin in the greatest country in the world
When youre livin in the usa
Tap it baby, alright
All right
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Bang-bang
Bang bang, you shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
I was five and you were six
We rode on horses made of sticks
I wore black, you wore white
You would always win the fight
Bang bang, you shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Seasons came and changed the time
I grew up, I called you mine
You would always laugh and say
Remember when we used to play
Bang bang, you shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Music played and people sang
Just for me the church bells rang
After echoes from a gun
We both vowed that wed be one
Now youre gone I dont know why
Sometimes I cry
You didnt say goodbye
You didnt take the time to lie
Bang bang, you shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
song performed by by Cher
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Thats The Way
(annie roboff/holly lamar)
Everybody wants an easy ride
On the merry-go-round that we call life
Take your drive on cruise control
Then you wait to find out its a winding road
I had my dreams in view
When the money ran out and the engine blew
Hung my tears out to dry
Then my dreams fell out of that clear blue sky
And i, I was walkin the clouds
Feelin so safe and sound
Then somethin else knocks me down
Well, oh, thats the way it is
You gotta roll with the punches
Thats the way it goes
You gotta bend when the wind blows
You live you learn
You crash and burn
Its hit or miss
And thats the way it is
One fine day you wake up
Completely, hoplessly fallen in love
Hes just what youre lookin for
The only problem is, that the mans not sure
Another guyll give you everything
The only problem is you dont feel a thing
Well I know from expirence
Nothins ever gonna make perfect sense
Oh, one day you get what you want
But its not what you think
Then you get what you need
Well, oh, thats the way it is
You gotta roll with the punches
Thats the way it goes
You gotta bend when the wind blows
You live you learn
You crash and burn
Its hit or miss
And thats the way it is
Yeah they say your soul is growin
But sometimes I feel like throwin somethin
Well, oh, thats the way it is
You gotta roll with the punches
Thats the way it goes
You gotta bend when the wind blows
Well, thats the way it is
You gotta roll with the punches
Thats the way it goes
You gotta bend when the wind blows
You live you learn
You crash and burn
Its hit or miss
And thats the way it is
song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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Thats The Way It Is
Everybody wants an easy ride on the merry-go-round that we call life
Take a drive on cruise control, then you wake to find its a winding road
I had my dreams in view when the money ran out and the engine blew
Hung my tears out to dry, then my dreams fell outta the clear blue sky
And i, I was walking in the clouds feeling so safe and sound
til something else knocks me down
Chorus:
Oh and thats the way it is
You gotta roll with the punches
Oh and thats the way it goes
You gotta bend when the wind blows
You live, you learn
You crash, you burn
And thats the way it is
One fine day you wake up, completely, hopelessly fallen in love
Hes just what youre looking for, the only problem is that the mans not sure
Another guy will give you everything, the only problem is you dont feel a thing
Well I know from experience, nothings ever gonna make perfect sense
Oh, one day you get what you want, but its not what you think, then you get what you need
Chorus:
Oh and thats the way it is
You gotta roll with the punches
Oh and thats the way it goes
You gotta bend when the wind blows
You live, you learn
You crash, you burn
And thats the way it is
Yea
They say your soul is growing
But sometimes I feel like throwing something
And thats they way it is
You gotta roll with the punches
And thats they way it goes
You gotta bend when the wind blows
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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Gandhi Stamp!
A person who taught us
non-violence gets punches everyday,
Stamp punching in post office!
A person who taught us
non-violence gets punches everyday,
Gandhi Stamp!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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You Dont Pull No Punches But You Dont Push The River
(da da da....)
When you were a child, you were a tomboy
Gimme soul satisfaction
Way back in shady lane
Do you remember darlin?
And its the woman in you, and its the woman in you
Gimme soul satisfaction
And it takes the child in you to know
The woman an you are one
Were goin out in the country to get down to the real soul,
I mean the real soul, people,
Were goin out in the country, get down to the real soul
Were gettin out to the west coast
Shining our light into the days of bloomin wonder
Goin as much with the river as not, as not, yeah, yeah
An Im goin as much with the river as not
Yeah, yeah, right, yeah
Blake and the eternals oh standin with the sisters of mercy
Looking for the veedon fleece, yeah
William blake and the eternals oh standin with the sisters of mercy
Looking for the veedon fleece, yeah
You dont pull no punches, but you dont push the river
You dont pull no punches, and you dont push the river
You dont pull no punches, and you dont push the river, no, no
Goin as much with the river as not
Were goin out in the west, down to the cathedrals
Were goin out in the west (alright), down to the beaches
And the sisters of mercy, behind the sun
Oh behind the sun
And william blake and the sisters of mercy looking for the veedon fleece,
Yeah
You dont pull no punches, goin west, goin as much with the river as not
With the river as not, with the river as not, goin as much,
Goin as much with the river as not, no, ah
You dont pull no punches, and you dont push the river, no
You dont pull no punches, but you dont push the river, no
You dont pull no punches, but you dont push the river, no
You dont pull no punches, but you dont push the river
And we was contemplating baba, william blake and the eternals
Goin down to the sisters of mercy
Looking for the veedon fleece
Looking for the veedon fleece
Looking for the veedon fleece
Looking for the veedon fleece
You dont pull no punches, but ya, you dont push the river
You dont pull no punches, but ya, you dont push the river, no
You dont pull no punches, but ya, you dont push the river
You dont push the river, you dont push the river
song performed by by Van Morrison
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The final bell rings
The crowd were going crazy
as the two boxers entered the ring
the best fighters in there division
one would be the new boxing king.
The bell rang for the start of the fight
the arena was now at fever pitch
one of these pugilists would be a victor
and become wealthy and stinking rich.
The punches from them both were hard
this was a fight that was brutal and tough
these fighters really meant business
and the rounds were mean and rough.
There was nothing between them both
as the fight went to it's final round
when suddenly one of them collapsed
from being noisy you couldn't hear a sound.
The medics rushed into the blood stained ring
as the boxer lay motionless and deathly White
the referee raised the arm of the new champion
and he was announced as the winner of the fight.
But sadly the loser never ever came round
he died in the hospital that very same night
this brave and courageous warrior lost his life
sadly never again to step into a ring to fight.
poem by Kevin Halls
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In His Corner
The Cut man and the manager
had seen this scene before.
Smoking Joe was staggering.
He looked destined for the floor.
His left eye badly swollen
from where a cut had bled.
For Fourteen Rounds
He'd matched his foe,
the greatest, many said.
Now it seemed he's have to yield
to this implacable foe.
Eddie reached and grabbed the towel
he was prepared to throw
Frazier glared with his good eye
to tell his corner ' NO'!
The minutes seemed forever.
He gave his all, they said
The fifteenth round has ended
and smoking Joe is dead.
In their last fight in Manila in 1975, Frazier and Ali traded punches with a fervor that seemed unimaginable among heavyweights. Frazier gave almost as good as he got for 14 rounds, then had to be held back by trainer Eddie Futch as he tried to go out for the final round, unable to see.
This is my tribute to Joe Frazier. In my scenario he goes out for that fifteen round against his opponent, Death
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Bang! Bang!
There was peace in the town until… bang! Bang!
A man fired a gun and it wasn’t for fun.
He had shot his wife the love of his life
she had been sleeping around…bang! Bang!
Not a word was passed, as she breathed her last
now she lies dead, with a bullet in her head.
Two more shots are quickly fired… bang! Bang!
Her lover makes no sound, as he lies on the ground
his end has come, but not all is yet done,
another solitary shot echoes out… bang! Bang!
With a shot to his head, there’s one thing more to be said,
there’s peace in the town, as they lay on the ground,
until someone disturbs the peace… bang! Bang!
poem by Orlando Belo
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Curb Kickuh
You're a curb kickuh.
A no nonsense takuh.
And a mean love makuh.
U don't fake or take no bull.
And if it's not the way u want it...
You don't pull no punches.
You're a curb kickuh.
A no nonsense takuh.
And a mean love makuh.
You like to shake up stuff.
See that dust.
And direct how it should be cleaned up.
You prefer to stir a bit of lust with cussin'.
And when you've had enough...
U get tuff when it's time,
For folks to get up and leave.
You don't fool me.
You're a curb kickuh.
A no nonsense takuh.
And a mean love makuh.
U don't fake or take no bull.
And if it's not the way u want it...
You don't pull no punches.
I can be like that myself.
But at least with me...
U don't have to be so ruff!
Like u tuff or somethin'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It was a natural process, because when we go to the ring we are human beings, but once you feel the punches and the competition that's when the beast comes out and takes hold of us.
quote by Alexis Arguello
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When I interview celebrities, I always try to throw them off balance. My favorite is to ask 'em about crazy sex stuff like donkey punches and Monroe transfers. Works every time.
quote by Rachel Perry
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Cowboy In The Jungle
Cowboy in the jungle
By: jimmy buffett
1978
Theres a cowboy in the jungle
And he looks so out of place
With his shrimpskin boots and his cheap cheroots
And his skin as white as paste
Headin south to paraguay
Where the gauchos sing and shout
Now hes stuck in porto bello
Since his money all ran out
So he hangs out with the sailors
Night and day theyre raisin hell
And his original destinations just another
Story that he loves to tell
With no plans for the future
He still seems in control
From a bronco ride to a ten foot tide
He just had to learn to roll
Chorus:
Roll with the punches
Play all of his hunches
Make the best of whatever came his way
What he lacked in ambition
He made up with intuition
Plowing straight ahead come what may
Steel band in the distance
And their music floats across the bay
While american women in moomoos
Talk about all the things they did today
And their husbands quack about fishing
As they slug those rum drinks down
Discussing who caught what and who sat on his butt
But its the only show in town.
Chorus:
Theyre tryin to drink all the punches
They all may lose their lunches
Tryin to cram lost years into five or six days
Seems that blind ambition erased their intuition
Plowin straight ahead come what may.
I dont want to live on that kind of island
No I dont want to swim in a roped off sea
Too much for me, too much for me
Ive got to be where the wind and the water are free.
Alone on a midnight passage
I can count the falling stars
While the southern cross and the satellites
They remind me of where we are
Spinning around in circles
Living it day to day
And still twenty four hours may be sixty good years
Its still not that long a stay.
Chorus:
Weve gotta roll with the punches
Learn to play all of our hunches
Makin the best of whatever comes your way
Forget that blind ambition
And learn to trust your intuition
Plowin straight ahead come what may
And theres a cowboy in the jungle
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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At the Boxing match
Sat at the ringside
as the boxers
entered the ring.
One in the blue corner
the other in the red
referee in his white shirt.
Then the bell goes
for the first round
both boxers move about.
Blue shorts punches first
then red shorts returns
with two big body shots
blue shorts winces in pain.
Both fighters slug it out
for another ten rounds
the crowd around me
are up on their feet.
The bell ends the battle
red shorts thinks he's won
but blue shorts gets his arm
raised by white shirt.
The pugilists hug each other
and there's no hard feelings
just fighters doing their job.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Less Than You Think
Your mind's a machine
It's deadly and dull
It's never been still and its will
Has never been free
Lightly tapping
A high-pitched drum
As your spine starts to shine
You shiver at your soul
A fist so clear and climbing
Punches a hole
In the sky
So you can see
For yourself
If you don't believe me
There's so much less
To this than you think
It's almost gone
The night is dissolving
In a cup God lifts
To toast the lightning
Lightly tapping
It's high-pitched and it hums
Your spine starts to shine
And you shiver at your soul
A fist so clear and climbing
Punches a hole
In the sky
So you can see
For yourself
If you don't believe me
There's so much less
To this than you think
song performed by by Wilco
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Round & Round
Lead voice by tevin campbell
Oh yeah
Round and round and round
Round, round
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh yeah
Can u tell me where were going 2?
Can u tell me what it is we really want 2 find?
Is the truth really there? or is it right under our hair?
4 all we know its been there all the time.
I say, nothing comes from dreamers but dreams
I say, sitting idle in our boat while everyone else is down the stream
Nothing comes from talkers but sound
We can talk all we want 2, but the world still goes around and round.
Round and round. we go round and round and round.
And what were looking 4 still isnt found
Can u tell me when we gonna get 2 it.
Im tired of fooling around I said I wanna do it. (go 4 it, get 2 it)
I learned my lesson young, I said if want to have fun (go 4 it)
And when u win say, I knew it (go 4 it, get 2 it)
Nothing comes from dreamers but dreams
I say, sitting idle in our boat while everyone else is down the stream
Nothing comes from talkers but sound
We can talk all we want 2, but the world still goes around and round.
Round, round, round, round, round, round
Round and round (get get get get 2 it, go 4 it, get 2 it)
We go round and round and round.
And what were looking 4 still isnt found
1 day Ill make it in the big city
And Ill be looking 4 a girl whos pretty
1 day Ill make a play and she will say ok
cause I plan 2 be a cool kitty
Round and round.
I say, nothing comes from dreamers but dreams
I say, sitting idle in our boat while everyone else is down the stream
Nothing comes from talkers but sound
We can talk all we want 2, but the world still goes around and round.
Round and round. we go round and round and round.
And what were looking 4 still isnt found
Round and round we go. round and round we go.
Round and round and round and round and round and round we go.
Round and round, round and round,
Round and round we go, round and round we go
Round and round.
song performed by by Prince
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Bang & Blame
If you could see yourself now, baby
Its not my fault
You used to be so in control
Youre going to roll right over this one
Just roll me over, let me go
Youre laying blame
Take this as no, no, no
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Its not my thing so let it go.
If you could see yourself now baby,
The tables have turned
The whole world hinges on your swings
Your secret life of indiscreet discretions
Id turn the screw and leave the screen,
Dont point your finger,
You know thats not my thing
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Its not my thing so let it go.
Youve got a little worry,
I know it all too well,
Ive got your number,
But so does every kiss-and-tell
Who dares to cross your threshold,
Or happens on your way,
Stop laying blame.
You know thats not my thing.
You know thats not my thing,
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Its not my thing so let it go.
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Its not my thing so let it go.
You kiss on me, tug on me, rub on me, jump on me,
You bang on me, beat on me, hit on me, let go on me,
You let go on me.
song performed by by REM
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Where Angels Play
Come with me to a place no eyes have ever seen
A million miles from here where no one's ever been
God-given grace and a holy heaven face
I'm on the edge of something shattering
I'm coming through
Ok let's fly she says 'this carpet's made for two'
This ugly little box no place for me and you
Our carpet falls on a dew-fresh dappled plain
Take a look around there's something happening
All the colors fade
I don't want you now
Bang bang bang gone
Ooh I don't need you now
The seeds are sown
Ooh bang bang pretty pretty bang bang
I don't think so no no
I don't think so no no
Bang bang
song performed by by The Stone Roses from B-sides & Other Songs
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