Fingers!
the same fingers
that pull the trigger,
lace the shoe...
play the piano,
dig in the dirt.
stroke your face,
turn the lock.
wear the ring,
unbutton your desires.
pick up the pen,
light the smoke...
trace the hunger
of the hidden one!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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anno piano twenty twelve
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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Shoot To Thrill
All you women who want a man of the street
But you dont know which way you wanna turn
Just keep a coming and put your hand out to me
cause Im the one whos gonna make you burn
Im gonna take you down - down, down, down
So dont you fool around
Im gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
Yeah
Im like evil, I get under your skin
Just like a bomb thats ready to blow
cause Im illegal, I got everything
That all you women might need to know
Im gonna take you down - yeah, down, down, down
So dont you fool around
Im gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
cause I shoot to thrill, and Im ready to kill
I cant get enough, I cant get the thrill
I shoot to thrill, play to kill
Yeah, pull the trigger
Pull it, pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Oh
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women, with too many pills
I said, shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
cause I shoot to thrill, and Im ready to kill
And I cant get enough, and I cant get my thrill
cause I shoot to thrill, play it again
Yeah
Shoot you down
Yeah
Im gonna get you to the bottom and shoot you
Im gonna shoot you
Oh hoo yeah yeah yeah
Im gonna shoot you down yeah yeah
Im gonna get you down
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooooooh
Im gonna shoot to thrill
Play to kill
Shoot to thrill
Yeah, ooh yeah
song performed by by AC-DC
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Pull The Trigger
Call up the guns
Beat on the drums
Join the hell
Grey magazines
Evil machines
Zero two ten
Eighty-eight millimetre mortal rounds
AK 47's make a hell of a sound
Rolling thunder's gonna get the better of you
If you wanna get ahead and win the hearts and minds
You gotta pull - pull - pull - pull the trigger
Fire your guns
You gotta pull - pull - pull - pull the trigger
Fire your guns
Pick up the phone
Start up the drones
Radio base
Head outta town
On enemy ground
Nothing to tell
Chain of command
News on demand
Security leaks
Innocent lives
Desperate lies
Deny all reports
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Forming
Rip them down
Hold them up
Tell them that
Im your gun
Pull my trigger
I am bigger than
Rip them down
Hold them up
Tell them that
Im your gun
Pull my trigger
Im bigger than
Mr. prez in his big white house
Listen he sez were coming out
Infiltration, were numbing your minds
Concentration, weve done time
Rip them down
Hold them up
Tell them that
Im your gun
Pull my trigger
I am bigger than
Rip them down
Hold them up
Tell them that
Im your gun
Pull my trigger
Im bigger and never step down
song performed by by NOFX
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Pick Up The Bones
Collecting pieces of my family
In an old pillow case
This one has a skull
But it don't have a face
These look like the arms of father so strong
And the ring on this finger
Means my Grandma is gone
Here's some legs in a cloud
Where my sister once played
Here's some mud made of blood
And these teeth are decayed
The ear of my brother
The hand of a friend
And I just can't
Put them back together again
Pick up the bones
And set them on fire
Follow the smoke going higher and higher
Pick up the bones
And wish them goodnight
Pray them a prayer and turn out the light
There are stains on the floor
Where kitchen once stood
There are ribs on the fire place
Mixed with the wood
There are forces in the air
Ghosts in the wind
Some bullets in the back
And some scars on the skin
There were demons with guns
Who marched through this place
Killing everything that breathed
They're an inhuman race
There are holes in the walls
Bloody hair on the bricks
And the smell of this hell
Is making me sick
Pick up the bones
And set them on fire
Follow the smoke going higher and higher
Pick up the bones
And wish them goodnight
Pray them a prayer and turn out the light
Pick up the bones
And set them on fire
Follow the scope going higher and higher
Pick up the bones
And wish them goodnight
Pray them a prayer and turn out the light
Now maybe someday
The suns gonna shine
Flowers will bloom
And all will be fine
But nothing will grow
On this burnt cursive ground
Cuz the breathe of the death
Is the only sound
song performed by by Alice Cooper from Brutal Planet
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Boy, Boy, Boy,
Words that pull the trigger
Fear the laughing sound
Haunts you/to consider
Love might turn you around
To face a blind emotion
Words like hey let's try
Words like/think it over
They just don't apply
Chorus:
I'm the boy (you made me)
I'm the boy/i'm the boy
I'm the boy (you made me)
I'm the boy, i'm the boy
Love is....
What you make it
Love the overflow
Play if you can take it/some
They just don't know
If all the rules they are making
Break somebody's heart
What's the use in taking
Babys fall apart
(chorus)
(you made me)
You made me realise
That love is just is just a word
That goes unheard in a situation
Where love is nothing
And you....
Are all i can see
This boy's in love with you
You're everything
I can see
This boy's in love with you
You have taken it all
Away from me
Words that pull the trigger
Fear the laughing sound
Haunts you/to consider
Love might turn you around
To face a blind emotion
Words like hey let's try
Words like/think it over
They just don't apply
(chorus)
song performed by by Culture Club
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Flyleaf-Cassie(lyrics)
Flyleaf_Cassie(lyrics)
The question asked in order
To save her life or take it
The answer no to avoid death
The answer yes would make it
Make it
Do you believe in God?
Written on a bullet
Say yes to pull the trigger
Do you believe in God?
Written on a bullet
And Cassie pulled the trigger
All heads are bowed in silence
To remember her last sentence
She answered him knowing what would happen
Her last words still hanging in the air
In the air
Do you believe in God?
Written on a bullet
Say yes to pull the trigger
Do you believe in God?
Written on a bullet
And Rachael pulled the trigger
How many will die
I will die
I, I will say yes
And Cassie pulled the trigger
Do you believe in God?
Written on the bullet
And Rachael pulled the trigger
Do you believe in God?
Written on the bullet
And Cassie pulled the trigger
Do you believe in God?
Do you believe in God?
Do you believe in God?
And I will pull the trigger
poem by Alexandria Rios
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Roses On White Lace
I saw you in your wedding gown
The prettiest dress
I came into the room that night
And made such a mess
In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
With your ring in your hand
Your eyes and your mouth open wide
In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
So dead upon the bed
You hurt me in the deepest way
I'm crippled inside
I took your evil skin away
It's all cut and dried
I saw you tonight and carefully took your hand
With some smears on my cheeks
I knew that you would understand
In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
So dead upon the bed, still searching for your head
They're never gonna find your face
It's hidden away
I found a very special place where you used to play
In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
With your ring in your hand
Your eyes and your mouth open wide
In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
Crimson and sweet, stained on the sheet
Roses on white lace, pretty in red, dripping and wet
Roses on white lace, spilled on the walls, dark in the hall
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Lavender Lace
Lavender lace, tears on my face
Our love ? ? ? to celebrate our first date
But Im alone in lavender lace
Lavender lace, theres not a trace
Of that guy that I love so well
Now he wont see me in lavender lace
Why oh why didnt my baby show?
Why oh why, didnt he love me, no
I dont know if Ive ever been so lonely
Lonely in lavender lace
Oh, lavender lace seems out of place
Its 2am, well whats with him, making me cry?
Giving me blues in lavender lace
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The Coal Picker
He perches in the slime, inert,
Bedaubed with iridescent dirt.
The oil upon the puddles dries
To colours like a peacock's eyes,
And half-submerged tomato-cans
Shine scaly, as leviathans
Oozily crawling through the mud.
The ground is here and there bestud
With lumps of only part-burned coal.
His duty is to glean the whole,
To pick them from the filth, each one,
To hoard them for the hidden sun
Which glows within each fiery core
And waits to be made free once more.
Their sharp and glistening edges cut
His stiffened fingers. Through the smut
Gleam red the wounds which will not shut.
Wet through and shivering he kneels
And digs the slippery coals; like eels
They slide about. His force all spent,
He counts his small accomplishment.
A half-a-dozen clinker-coals
Which still have fire in their souls.
Fire! And in his thought there burns
The topaz fire of votive urns.
He sees it fling from hill to hill,
And still consumed, is burning still.
Higher and higher leaps the flame,
The smoke an ever-shifting frame.
He sees a Spanish Castle old,
With silver steps and paths of gold.
From myrtle bowers comes the plash
Of fountains, and the emerald flash
Of parrots in the orange trees,
Whose blossoms pasture humming bees.
He knows he feeds the urns whose smoke
Bears visions, that his master-stroke
Is out of dirt and misery
To light the fire of poesy.
He sees the glory, yet he knows
That others cannot see his shows.
To them his smoke is sightless, black,
His votive vessels but a pack
Of old discarded shards, his fire
A peddler's; still to him the pyre
Is incensed, an enduring goal!
He sighs and grubs another coal.
poem by Amy Lowell
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Space (The Phatheads Remix)
Verse 1
Here we come
Jah right
And the sight you mighta heard
If the word ain't feelin the streets beat the third
The fourth if ya ready
Ya make my belly get sick
The way you talkin so loud
Who you rollin with
Move coward/You sweet and sour
Let me introduce you to friend of ours
You better look bolth ways before you cross this road
You wanna tangle with the boys
What you watin for
What?
Chorus
If you got something to say
Haha
You better say it
Or don't even look my way (I wantcha to, I wantcha to)
And if you pull that card to play
Haha
You better play it
Cause if not get outa my face
And don't waste my time.
Verse 2
Street tested
Tangle through
Make your move
My crew we wanna prove
From the bottom to the top
Top to the bottom
We got em lock
And lock is how we got em
Gave birth to this game
Pay dues for his name
If your trains about to end
And I'm gonna send it away
I was built for this role
And I own it
I take the plane
Keep talkin real big and watch me do big things
What?
Chorus
If you got something to say
Haha
You better say it
Or don't even look my way (I wantcha to, I wantcha to)
And if you pull that card to play
Haha
You better play it
Cause if not get outa my face
And don't waste my time.
Bridge
Chorus
If you got something to say
Haha
You better say it
Or don't even look my way (I wantcha to, I wantcha to)
And if you pull that card to play
Haha
You better play it
Cause if not get outa my face
And don't waste my time.
(I wantcha to, I wantcha to,I wantcha to, I wantcha to,I wantcha to, I wantcha to)
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Uncertain Weather
A day of uncertain weather
Captured in a frame forever
A face in a faded photograph
He must have had a life
Maybe with a family
People who meant everything to him
A sinner, a saint, a soldier
Caught up in a war he never
Had a chance to start or build a life
All gone long ago
Leaving no trace
Disappearing like smoke in the wind
To become just a face without a name
Leaving no trace
Disappearing like smoke in the wind
Hopes and fears important plans
Forgotten memories
Footsteps fading in the sand, ooh
Schemes and dreams small and grand
Nothing left to see
Footsteps fading in the sand, ooh
Someone who cast a shadow
Maybe just a lazy man
Doesnt make much difference now its true
A day of uncertain weather
Captured in a frame forever
A face in a faded photograph
All gone long ago
Leaving no trace
Disappearing like smoke in the wind
To become just a face without a name
One more to add to the total
Of those never heard of again
Yes hes gone
Just a face without a name
Leaving no trace
Disappearing like smoke in the wind
All gone
Just a face without a name
Leaving no trace
Disappearing like smoke in the wind...
song performed by by Genesis
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Rosie
She was standing at the load-in
When the trucks rolled up
She was sniffing all around
Like a half grown female pup
She wasnt hard to talk to
Looked like she had nowhere to go
So I gave her my pass
So she could get in and see the show
Well I sat her down right next to me
And I got her a beer
While I mixed that sound on stage
So the band could hear
The more I watched her watch them play
The less I could think of to say
And when they walked off stage
The drummer swept that girl away
But rosie youre all right -- you wear my ring
When you hold me tight -- rosie thats my thing
When you turn out the light -- Ive got to hand it to me
Looks like its me and you again tonight rosie
Well I guess I might have known from the start
Shed come for a star
Might have told my imagination not to run too far
Of all the times that Ive been burned
By now youd think Id have learned
That its who you look like
Not who you are
But rosie youre all right -- you wear my ring
When you hold me tight -- rosie thats my thing
When you turn out the light -- Ive got to hand it to me
Looks like its me and you again tonight rosie
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Fiddle Riddle
Once stood a man on my face
Ooh yeah, on my face
Gobbled him up cause my taste
Leaves nothing to waste
Hear the riddle that I say
Hear the riddle that I say
What is fair is fair
That is fair and square
To me
Piano it marks the good pace
Ooh yeah, the good pace
Dont know if its right, but I like the bass
So turn up the bass
Hear the fiddles as they play
Hear the fiddles as they play
What is fair is fair
And the guitar player
No metal, no brick, was no trace
Oh, no, was no trace
But machines moved on and still chased
No particular place
Hear the riddle that I say
Hear the riddle that I say
What is fair is fair
That is fair and square
To me
What is fair is fair
That is fair and square
To me
song performed by by Frank Black
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Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
If youre havin trouble with your high school head
Hes givin you the blues
You wanna graduate but not in is bed [...but not in his debt]
Heres what you gotta do -
Pick up the phone
Im always home
Call me any time
Just ring
36 24 36 hey [36 24 36 8]
I lead a life of crime
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds and theyre done dirt cheap
You got problems in your life of love
You got a broken heart
(shes) hes double dealin with your best friend
Thats when the teardrops start - fella
Pick up the phone
Im here alone
Or make a social call
Come right in
Forget about him
Well have ourselves a ball
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds and theyre done dirt cheap
If you got a lady and you want her gone
But you aint got the guts
She keeps naggin at you night and day
Enough to drive you nuts -
Pick up the phone
Leave her alone
Its time you made a stand
For a fee
Im happy to be
Your back door man
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds and theyre done dirt cheap
Concrete shoes, cyanide, tnt
Done dirt cheap
Neckties, contracts, high voltage
Done dirt cheap
song performed by by AC-DC
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If you're going to kill someone there isn't much reason to get all worked up about it and angry - you just pull the trigger. Angry discussions beforehand are a waste of time. We need to smile at Novell while we pull the trigger.
quote by Jim Allchin
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Pull My Finger
If I pull my finger on You
Would you pull your trigger?
Bang clack clack pop pop
How many have to drop before it stops
Big man with a trigger
What makes him bigger by blasting off a cap
But how do you figure?
The number one son-of-a-gun is named death
A thief of life
song performed by by Dog Eat Dog from All Boro Kings
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The Beast looking for light.
Hide away....make sure you lock all the doors tight,
the Beast is loose again, so please...stay in your homes tonight.
Pull your curtains... turn your lights down low,
from any lantern....be sure to not allow the Beast... to see the glow.
Avoiding the shadows, in its search of light.
Listen carefully to my words....and you may, just be alright.
listen not...and you may only might.
It`s dressed in ways that good can never be,
hidden from all....until the light it does see.
Lost in shapes.... figures of dark symmetrical dress,
only to the Devil.... does it to me,
the Beast...the Moth...confess.
poem by James Urwin
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The piano chords
You play the piano chords
In this sonata as well as
In the music of Prokofiev,
Emphatically catching the music's mood.
Fingers seem to stick the keys
And the keys seem to direct the fingers,
When the thumbs move under them.
You both look like a single being,
In together.
The piano seemingly breaks the sounds.
They penetrate my soul,
Searching for the necessary words.
I understand the story of your feelings.
Dedicated to Richard Clayderman
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Piano Lessons
Piano lessons and the key notes that touched your heart,
My fingers on the keys are like my fingers on your love;
And there you sat and watched me play all day long.
Enquire into my past and enquire into my love today,
For tomorrow comes and you will be with me again;
Because you are the one that i love and,
These piano lessons are meant for your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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