Mystic Anchor
human beings race around
like mad rats praising a God
that they barely know,
and wouldnt recognize
if they met Him on the street...
hoping for a quick fix,
a lucky talisman, a mystic anchor
against storms of our own design.
a nod of the head to eternity,
as life pours from a boot
onto bloody streets...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Slave To The Wage
Run away from all your boredom
Run away from all your whoredom and wave
Your worries and cares
Goodbye
All it takes is one decision
A lot of guts, a little vision to wave
Your worries and cares
Goodbye
Its a maze for rats to try
Its a maze for rats to try
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Sick and tired of maggies farm
Shes a bitch with broken arms to wave
Your worries and cares
Goodbye
Its a maze for rats to try
Its a maze for rats to try
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Its a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
Burn away
Run away, run away
Run away, run away
Run away, run away
Run away, run away
song performed by by Placebo
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Human Beings
Human being beings are strange in being human,
Strange in love and art and vice,
Strange in being nice
Human beings are strangers in the night
Lights shining on a starry night
No sooner blinked out they are gone
A stranger in the human race
Keeping up keeping face,
Moving on
In crowds and queues and buses
Walking alone at ten
Human beings in being human
Make the strangest men
Not easy to be read,
Or clothed or fed
Or put to bed
Each thought entwined
Lives over signed overlapped
Smaller beings kept but not as 'pets'
Sometimes feel 'trapped'
For human beings are best when left at sea
Frantic firey disordered unchained set free
Their limpet souls make rocks their strange security
For love for life for space,
Human beings are strangest in 'The Human Race'
poem by Yvette Smith
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The Storms Have Passed
the days are getting cloudy for me,
storm clouds over my head,
so dark, i can barely see,
the storms have passed by me.
the swetness of life, has passed me by,
of my life, the storms have went,
and i look forward to when i die,
the storms have passed me by.
of the Lord, i'll meet and see,
to be with Him, ever more,
and there, i'll never need to plea
the storms have passed by me.
Design is directed toward human beings. To design is to solve human problems by identifying them and executing the best solution.
quote by Ivan Chermayeff
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The Evil World
The evil world is like hell with human life,
So for almost every man beats his wife.
No place is worser than a life in a cell,
Except for eternity with demons in hell.
The evil world is filled with worthless life,
Yet life is sometimes worth living.
At night I lay in my bed
Wondering when is everyone dead.
Yet the evil world is like hell:
Evil conquers most human beings.
Without light or good the human race
Will seize to exist.
You must fulfill the life of man.
The evil world is like hell with human life.
poem by Tamika Taylor
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As all human beings are, in my view, creatures of God's design, we must respect all other human beings. That does not mean I have to agree with their choices or agree with their opinions, but indeed I respect them as human beings.
quote by Stockwell Day
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Shake The Nightmare From Your Head
Shake the nightmare from your head
Awaken…
Let not the black magicians beguile you
Fan away their dark clouds of confusion
Refuse them your blood and life essence
The time is ripe for transparency/truth
You’ve hungered for sovereignty
Take it…
Recognize your divine self
Recognize your true destiny
Recognize your place in the Cosmos
Eternity awaits you…
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Mystic Child
It was only the time of the newly born dead
With wispy cobwebs in your head
The polar moon looked out instead
Goin wild
Liquor shifting through the brain
The manic depressive goes insane
Goin wild
Goin wild
Desperate anger hits the streets
By the foul smelling river by the meat market
Goin wild
Mystic child
Goin wild
Mystic child
In the winter with frozen toes
Looking out the big windows
To fly
Goin wild
Situation x out of control
My eyes half opened like a mole
Who smiles
Goin wild
Who smiles
Goin wild
In the mystic morning where the river meets
The hurdy-gurdy of the hip-hop beat
5 a.m. the viscous street
Oh, wild
Goin wild
Out the window like a flash
Fallin through a rooftop crash
Blind
Goin wild
Sick and misty like a pup by the curb
Hes throwin up
Wild
Like a child
Goin wild
Like a child
If he cant have all that relates
To testify that he is great
Hell cut someone with a broken plate
Stand upon the subway grate
And smile
Goin wild
Goin wild
With a smile
Holy morning
Sun is up and someone
Here has lost his cups
The dawn is tattered all cut up
Goin wild
Like a mystic child
Like a mystic child
Sunday morning looking down from the rooftop
Goin wild with a smile
Mystic child
Top of the world hes got it made
Rings are gold, braids are jade
Jumped to the street, hes got it made
Goodbye, child
Goodbye, child
Mystic child
Goin wild
Like a mystic child
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goin wild, ah
Goin wild
Like a mystic child
Holy morning
Sun is up and someone
Going wild
Like a mystic, like a mystic, like a mystic -
- child
Goin-goin, goin-goin wild
Like a mystic child
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh
Jumped to the street
song performed by by Lou Reed
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The note of hope is the only note that can help us or save us from falling to the bottom of the heap of evolution, because, largely, about all a human being is, anyway, is just a hoping machine, a working machine, and any song that says, the pleasures I have seen in all of my trouble, are the things I never can get — don't worry — the human race will sing this way as long as there is a human to race. The human race is a pretty old place.
quote by Woody Guthrie
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Hookywooky
Im standing with you on your roof
Looking at the chemical sky
All purple blue and oranges
Some pigeons flying by
The traffic on canal streets so noisy
Its a shock
And someones shooting fireworks or a gun
On the next block
An-an-and, I wanna hookywooky with you
I wanna hookywooky with you
The traffics so noisy its a shock
Sounds like fireworks or a gun on the next block
Ah, hookywooky with you
Your ex-lover satchel is here from france
Yet another ex
They gather about you like a mother superior
All of you still friends, but -
None of my old flames ever talk to me when things
End for me they end
They take your pants, your money, your name
But the song still remains
An-an-and, I wanna hookywooky with you
Ah-ha-ha-ha, I wanna hookywooky with you
Then they take your pants, your money, your name
But the song still remains, sayin -
I wanna hookywooky with you
Youre so civilized it hurts
I guess I could learn a lot, ha-ha...
About people, plants and relationships
How not to get hurt a lot
And each lover I meet up your roof
I wouldnt want to throw him off, mmmmm..
Into the chemical sky, down into the streets to die
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
And each lover I meet up on your roof
I wouldnt want to throw him off, mmmmm..
Into the chemical sky
Under the wheels of a car to die on canal street
Ah-ah-hi, I wanna, ah, hookywooky with you
Ah-huh, huh-huh-huh-ah
I wanna hookywooky with you
I wouldnt want to throw him off into the chemical sky
Down into the streets to die
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Hookywooky
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Hookywooky
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Hooky-hooky-hooky-wooky
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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How Luckey
Today I walked down the street I use to wander
Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet
There was all these things that I don't think I remember
Hey, How lucky can one man get.
I bronzed my shoes and hung from a rearview mirror
Bronzed admiration in the blind spot of regret
There was all these things that I don't think I remember
Hey, How lucky can one man get.
Today I walked down the street I use to wander
Yeah, scratched my head and lit my cigarette
Well, There was all these things that I don't think I remember
Hey, How lucky can one man get.
Today I walked down the street I use to wander
Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet
There was all these things that I don't think I remember
Hey, How lucky can one man get.
Hey, How lucky can one man get.
Hey, How lucky can
one ..
man..
get.
song performed by by John Prine
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Mind By Design
If you use it...
There is nothing you should fear.
Just don't abuse it.
Refuse to as you choose.
If you use it...
No dozing snoozing will oppose.
If you do as you suppose.
And if you use it...
Accusations will vacation.
Freeing you to cruise and choose.
To chase away confusion...
From your head that stays cool.
If you use it...
You can stop the drinking booze.
Or drugging up to soothe and numb...
Succumbing doubt that overcomes.
And if you use it...
There is nothing you should fear,
That's so severe you keep so near...
To pursue as a life that suits.
When to the curb you can boot it.
You can use it!
That mind by design.
You can use it!
I's one of a kind.
You can use it.
Use it.
Use it.
Use it...
That mind by design.
Yours and one of a kind.
You can use it.
Use it.
Use it.
Use it...
That mind by design.
Yours and one of a kind.
You can use it.
That mind by design.
Know you can use it!
Yours and one of a kind.
Accusations will vacation.
Freeing you to cruise and choose.
To chase away confusion...
From your head that stays cool.
You can use it.
Use it.
Use it.
Use it...
That mind by design.
Yours and one of a kind.
Just choose to use it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Get A Life
Ive been wondering whats eating at your head?
The cheap way you handle things, the slander that you spread.
Making misery is the way you spend your time.
I think its safe to say when it comes to truth youre blind
Whatever happened is over now for you.
With you theres nothing, that you wouldnt do.
Nothing you wouldnt do.
Now its time to get a life, you gotta get a life.
Now its time to get a life, you gotta get a life, gotta get a life.
This is my life
The faces that you show have everyone concerned.
But if they turn their backs to you, trust in you,
Theyll learn.
Whatever happened is over now for you.
With you theres nothing, that you wouldnt do.
Nothing you wouldnt do.
Now its time to get a life, you gotta get a life.
Now its time to get a life, you gotta get a life, gotta get a life.
This is my life
Whatever happened is over now for you.
With you theres nothing, that you wouldnt do.
Nothing you wouldnt do.
Now its time to get a life, you gotta get a life.
Now its time to get a life, you gotta get a life, gotta get a life.
This is my life
song performed by by Queensryche
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You Will Always Be My Father
I dearly loved my Father,
Till I was about twelve years old,
Then he started to go astray,
An affair is what I was told.
I fought with my Mother and Brothers,
They said he was just a rat
He was my reason for living,
My Dad could not do that.
At first he disappeared for days,
I didn't know where or when,
He could have been alive or dead,
But then he'd appear again.
There was never an explanation,
He should have given me that at least,
Then he'd show from out of the blue,
With his gifts from the mystic east.
You left my mum to struggle on,
With five of us in tow,
You let your heart rule your head,
You just didn't want to know.
I never believed you could have an affair,
I kept that in my head,
Until that fateful day I was shown,
You lying in anothers bed.
I never spoke to you for seven years,
That's when fate stepped in,
When I met you in the street one day,
I still felt the love within.
I bonded with you once again,
I unloaded my long held grudge,
Who am I to lecture you,
The Good Lord would be your judge.
You then met your younger siblings,
Whom you had barely known,
It gave you one last chance in life,
To see how they had grown.
You threw away a life of bliss,
But I don't believe you were bad,
To throw away your Wife and Sons,
You had to be bloody mad.
I was with you on the Thursday,
You just wanted to go to bed,
When I went to meet you on Friday,
I was informed that you were dead.
I will be eternally grateful,
For having you back in my life,
Life is really far too short,
To continue a lifelong strife.
So may you rest in peace Dad,
Though it's thirty two years on,
It seems like only yesterday,
I was told that you had gone.
Your wayward ways affected us all,
They had us in a lather,
But regardless of your betrayal,
‘' You Will Always Be My Father ‘'
How Lucky
Today I walked down the street I use to wander
Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet
There was all these things that I dont think I remember
Hey, how lucky can one man get.
I bronzed my shoes and hung from a rearview mirror
Bronzed admiration in the blind spot of regret
There was all these things that I dont think I remember
Hey, how lucky can one man get.
Today I walked down the street I use to wander
Yeah, scratched my head and lit my cigarette
Well, there was all these things that I dont think I remember
Hey, how lucky can one man get.
Today I walked down the street I use to wander
Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet
There was all these things that I dont think I remember
Hey, how lucky can one man get.
Hey, how lucky can one man get.
Hey, how lucky can
One ..
Man..
Get.
song performed by by John Prine
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Mother's Face
She's the cradle of mankind
that sings to me lullabies.
She's the everlasting chord
that binds me to my birth and life.
She's a diamond in the nights
that reflects prayers
to heavens above.
She's an anchor on the seafloor
when my life's boat is tossed
by storms and cyclones.
She is my mother, our mother-
our life, anchor and guide.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Admit The Rat (Interlude)
I got a story
bout all these rats
all the sewer rats
all these gun rats
im talkin bout all these gold diggen rats
these hood rats
my grandmothers a rat
she's just an old school rat
my mothers a rat
she's just a high class rat
my sisters rats
she's just a middle class rat
my cousins rats
they just low class rats
im tired of rats tryin to get into my boyz pockets
im tired of rats tryin to ride around in my cars
im tired of rats talkin all that jibber jabber to their friends
but ond day these rats are gonna be straight
no diss to rats
cuz there are some rats that i love too
my message to you today is admit the rat in you
to all women admitt the rat in you
admit the rat in you
admit the rat in you
admit the rat in you
song performed by by Next
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Give Me No More Booty
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
Ah
Booty is too good
Ah
Your booty is too good.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
I can never stop,
When you give it out a lot.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
Giving me so much,
Makes my head get such a rush.
I can't sustain my game with it!
Or sustain my need to be relieved.
I'm whipped!
Quick.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
Ah
Booty is too good
Ah
Your booty is too good.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
I can never stop,
When you give it out a lot.
I'm no beast to eatcha.
When you are in heat.
I'd rather just keep ya...
Between sheets,
Beneath.
Oh,
I'm no beast to eatcha.
When you are in heat.
I'd rather just keep ya...
Between sheets,
Beneath.
Oh,
But...
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
Ah
Your booty is too good
Ah
Your booty is too good.
Give me no more booty,
'Cause your booty is too good.
I can never stop,
When you give it out a lot.
You make it hard...
To give that booty a boot.
Make it hard,
To give that booty a boot.
You make it hard...
To give that booty a boot.
Make it hard,
To give that booty a boot.
You make it hard...
To give that booty a boot.
Make it hard,
To give that booty a boot.
You make it hard...
To give that booty a boot.
Make it hard,
To give that booty a boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
Got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
Got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
Got to,
Get up off your booty and boot.
I've got to,
Get up off your booty.
Get up off your booty.
Get up off your booty.
And boot!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Look Before You Leap
I got so wrapped up and locked into perfection.
Thinking I should be...
Someone other than me.
And then this hit me up 'side my head...
It was something that you said,
That put a mental hurtin' on me to sting!
'You better look,
Before you leap!
Don't you jump into it quick,
To wallow in a pity pit.
Don't just destroy your life,
Over something that's addictive.
Recognize and leave it.
Or a sadness of a life,
You will live.
You better look,
Before you leap!
Don't you jump into it quick,
To wallow in a pity pit.
Don't just destroy your life,
Over something that's addictive.
Recognize and leave it.
Or a sadness of a life,
You will live.'
I got so wrapped up and locked into perfection.
Thinking I should be...
Someone other than me.
And then this hit me up 'side my head...
It was something that you said,
That put a mental hurtin' on me to sting!
'You better look,
Before you leap!
Don't you jump into it quick,
To wallow in a pity pit.
Don't just destroy your life,
Over something that's addictive.
Recognize and leave it.
Or a sadness of a life,
You will live.
You better look,
Before you leap!
Don't you jump into it quick,
To wallow in a pity pit.
Don't just destroy your life,
Over something that's addictive.
Recognize and leave it.
Or a sadness of a life,
You will live.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I knew I wanted children in my life. The acting was always in relation to it. Life at home is chaos. They're wonderful. They're such interesting human beings. I just love it. I'm lucky.
quote by Annette Bening
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