The Progress Of Man?
you cut the howl from your dogs,
blunt the claws of your cats...
then leave them for Buicks to devour
on hungry homeless roads.
cut the balls off your boys,
give them guns, make them soldiers.
then send them to die
under the flag of the lie.
sell your daughters like meat,
burn your grandchildrens dreams...
in the pipes of your excess
in smoke filled rooms.
the progress of man?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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No Reason to Believe
black and white print, rain wet papers.
the liturgy of the movers and shakers.
the angry rant of the homeless on the streets,
while the elite still sleep on satin sheets.
sell your mothers and daughters on the corner.
sell your sons to the wars in foreign lands.
learn to hate, to use, and to destroy...
bow down to your gods made in the image of man.
there's no reason to believe when you're hungry.
when you're down on the bottom, nowhere to go.
the law of liberty becomes the law of survival.
you gotta pay for all the seeds that you sow.
the cash register rings, another soul disappears,
and the soldiers of oil have already won
while the children down in the project,
become users armed with hatred's guns...
chase away the migrants, your fields are empty.
leaving your fruits to rot on the ground.
put your thinkers in jail and burn the books,
but the walls of your kingdom are burning down.
there's no reason to believe when you're hungry.
when you're down on the bottom, noiwhere to go.
the law of liberty becomes the law of survival.
you gotta pay for all of the seeds that you sow.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Peace And Propriety
in the name of propriety
to cats we must be cats too
you know what happens when
we show to the cats that we
are really dogs in feelings and
actions,
there will be a chase of course,
and chaos, and there will be war
and there will be losers and
winners,
and in this matter
and manner of speaking we choose
to be dogs to assure that we win
but that is not always the case
the cats have advanced in their feline
technology and breeding
so my dear, let us just be proper
to cats we shall be cats
and make this world a happy place
for all.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Beware The Pen
Raise your daggers raise your guns,
Rant and rave and burst your lungs
Chant on highest mountain top
Seal the roads make traffic stop
Shoot to kill as you think right
Blast with bombs in deep of night
Spread all rumours in your favour
Win each battle stop and savour
Preach to all converted lands
Shoot unless they show their hands
Send the soldiers brave and true
To do the dirty work for you
All things equal in your world
As long as it's your flag unfurled
Make your mark as you see wise
Grow your empire in the skies
Just one thing before you go
Something that you need to know
If but one pen is left to write
You may lose this fiercest fight
For pens the rank of soldiers swell
Such written words of courage tell
A victory cant be assured
The pen is mighty... not the sword.
poem by Dave James
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Cats Eye Resurrection
Cats ~ cats ~ cats
Eye
Cats ~ cats ~ cats
Splashing on my walls ~ my walls
In the field the bodies are tied
To the their crosses hair hanging down
The blood is rolling down their
Arms to the waiting dogs
Bad ~ bad ~ bad
Doctors
Bad ~ bad ~ bad
Counting the meat on the tables
In the field the bodies are tied to the
Altar the popes mule sings a song of
Freedom from his majesty-the pope
Nazi ~ nazi ~ nazi
Butchers
Nazi ~ nazi ~ nazi
Waving their tongues in the air
Cats-cats-cats-bad-bad-bad-cats eye
Resurrection
song performed by by Rob Zombie
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Bad Boys Running Wild
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine, herman rarebell
Out in the streets
The dogs are on the run
The cats are all in heart
Out in the streets
Snakes are all around you
Dirty rats are on their way
They control you and theyll make you play
Out in the night
Glaring eyes in darkness
Tigers wanna fight
Out in the night
Spiders all around you
Spinning webs and make you pray
Tie you up and you cant get away
Bad boys running wild
If you dont play along with their games
Bad boys running wild
And you better get out of their way
Out in the streets
The dogs are on the run
The cats are all in heat
Out in the night
Spiders all around you
Spinning webs and make you pray
Tie you up and you cant get away
Bad boys running wild
If you dont play along with their games
Bad boys running wild
And you better get out of their way
Bad boys running wild
If you dont play along with their games
Bad boys running wild
And you better get out of their way
Get out of their way
song performed by by Scorpions
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Blessed Cats and Dogs
Cats and dogs, aren’t they blessed?
Causing the country to insist
What the blows are to the chest.
Why do little angels work so caressed?
Making the country to assist
Cats and dogs, aren’t they blessed?
My soldiers in the army are with a blood test,
Keeping lines and dictation as a checklist,
What the blows are to the chest.
Amazed by the brilliance of those in the contest,
Canine help became something to co-exist,
Cats and dogs, aren’t they blessed?
May service feed the animals of conquest,
Domestic keepers will arrive at their crest,
What the blows are to the chest.
We see, we know the animals are depressed,
May loving people take a goodness as a list,
What the blows are to the chest,
Cats and dogs, aren’t they blessed?
poem by Naveed Akram
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It's Hot Tonight
It's hot tonight
Too hot for talkin'
It's hot tonight
I sweat tonight
I sweat no sleeping
It's too hot tonight
Dogs are barkin'
Cats are screamin'
Streets are steamin'
Gods own heats the devil' demon
My turn tonight
To burn with fever
I burn tonight
I smoke tonight
I'm all on fire
It's damn hot tonight
Summer nights they
Make me crazy
Make me all hazy
It's hot tonight
It's too hot for talkin'
It's hot tonight
I sweat tonight
I sweat no sleeping
It's too hot tonight
Dogs are barkin'
Cats are screamin'
Streets are steamin'
Gods own heats the devil' demon, yeah
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Among the Red Guns
Among the red guns,
In the hearts of soldiers
Running free blood
In the long, long campaign:
Dreams go on.
Among the leather saddles,
In the heads of soldiers
Heavy in the wracks and kills
Of all straight fighting:
Dreams go on.
Among the hot muzzles,
In the hands of soldiers
Brought from flesh-folds of women--
Soft amid the blood and crying--
In all your hearts and heads
Among the guns and saddles and muzzles:
Dreams,
Dreams go on,
Out of the dead on their backs,
Broken and no use any more:
Dreams of the way and the end go on.
poem by Carl Sandburg
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Hunger They Feel
i cannot and will not stand
to watch any living being go hungry...
whether it be homeless people,
street bums, addicts, or small children...
and even dogs and cats abandoned
by their 'owners'....
the hunger they feel
is a part of me...
drives me like a harsh wind...
morsels of food, whatever i've got...
come sit by the fire....
we are one!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Gone Fishing
gone fishing...
Wall Street keeps grinding,
bombs keep falling overseas.
the homeless still cry out,
the hungry stare...
and the feeble old man
still needs help...
the air's filled with carbon,
the oceans' filled with oil.
corporate America keeps leeching,
and the rich pay no taxes....
the politicians keep lying,
and the preachers sell eternity.
if it wasnt for all of this...
i'd put up the sign:
GONE FISHING!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Conscientious Deacon
(A song to be syncopated as you please)
Black cats, grey cats, green cats miau—
Chasing the deacon who stole the cow.
He runs and tumbles, he tumbles and runs.
He sees big white men with dogs and guns.
He falls down flat. He turns to stare—
No cats, no dogs, and no men there.
But black shadows, grey shadows, green shadows come.
The wind says, 'Miau!' and the rain says, 'Hum!'
He goes straight home. He dreams all night.
He howls. He puts his wife in a fright.
Black devils, grey devils, green devils shine—
Yes, by Sambo,
And the fire looks fine!
Cat devils, dog devils, cow devils grin—
Yes, by Sambo,
And the fire rolls in.
And so, next day, to avoid the worst—
He takes that cow
Where he found her first.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Stray Dogs Lapping
stray dogs lapping
at the bloody tracks
the homeless leave in the snow.
burnt out Marlboro fingers
shaking with the cold...
small children's big eyes screaming
with silent stinking fear!
and the halls and the walls
of the traders vibrate with smoke...
nothing gained, nothing lost,
in the land of nothing....
my grandmother's Bible lays by
the stove that was never empty...
my father sits and stares at the walls,
listening for the echo of....
my mother's voice....
and all the things we believed in
are lost,
forgotten....
stray dogs lapping
at the bloody tracks
the homeless leave in the snow...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Send Me No Wine
Send me no wine
To make an invitation.
Leave me no time
In your imagination.
Only to find
Words in your mind
Theyre gonna make you, leave your,
Leave your heart behind.
Send me, send me no wine,
To send my love away.
Send me, send me no wine,
To send my love away.
(for) once in my life
I need no conversation.
All of my time
Ill spend in fascination.
Give me my love,
With you in my life.
If only everybody
Found the answer in love.
Send me, send me no wine,
To send my love away.
Send me, send me no wine,
To send my love away.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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There Will Come A Time!
there will come a time,
when you eat your own flesh,
and drink your own blood...
when the air you breathe
will be filled with smoke and ashes.
when a man will kill a man
for a gallon of gas,
or a jug of water...
there will come a time!
there will come a time,
when you'll sell
your sisters and daughters.
when you'll bury
your mothers and fathers
for their houses.
when you'll burn your faith,
and deny the truth...
there will come a time.
there will come a time,
when you have to choose,
when everything is
all you have to lose.
when you sacrifice yourself,
or sacrifice your children.
when justice demands an answer,
and the world waits at the door...
there will come a time!
and the time is now!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Fingernails
Babies have fingernails
Children have fingernails
Teenagers have fingernails
Adults have fingernails
Senior Citizens have fingernails
Dead people have decaying fingernails
Kittens have claws
Kitties have claws
Felines have claws
Cats have claws
Seniors Catizens have claws
Dead cats have decaying claws
Hotwheels have wheels
Vespas have wheels
Slugbugs have wheels
Hummers have wheels
Oldsmobiles have wheels
Dead car parts have decaying wheels
But most importantly, I have fingernails, a cat, and a car.
poem by Gerald Flippinhanger
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Gospel
you flash a picture
of a brown skinned
big eyed orpaned child,
hungry, and homeless
on the screen...
and want me to make
a donation so you can
send them your gospel...
when the gospel that they
really need is for us
to acknowledge
that we're human...
change our way of living,
consuming, and taking...
so that all people
have the chance...
and their needs met!
send food, and medicine...
yes!
send the message that
we're family....
hell yes!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Come Out To Play
He used to think that it was neat
When he hung out on the street
Now that its his daily beat, hes not so sure
Cause hes come to depend
On a street with a dead end
And hell sell you his best friend, so he can score
(chorus
Boys and girls come out to play
The junk mans on the streets to say
Hell make your dreams feel real today
And steal your minds tomorrow
Now his thoughts dont seem so clear
His whole life is filled with fear
His habit cost him dear in every way
His girl cant take the heat
But his friends all cross the street
Still the needle keeps him sweet
If he can pay for one more day
His bones have got no meat
Hes unsteady on his feet
And he doesnt get to eat, not every day
What started out for kicks
Has become a daily fix
And his girlfriends turning tricks to pay his way
(chorus)
Boys and girls come out to play
The junk mans on the streets to say
Hell make your dreams feel real today
And steal your minds tomorrow
song performed by by Ub40
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Tearin' It Up (And Burnin' It Down)
We all came here for a party tonight
And your gonna get left if you don't get right, child
So forget your troubles and forget the news
We're gonna pull the plug and black out them blues
And if your tie's to tight then adjust the noose
'Cause if your gonna hang tight, cut loose
Tearin' it up
And we're burin' it down
Hey daddy's hide your daughters
'Till the sun come back around
'Cause we all came here to party
We came to come unwound
So go tell everybody that the boys are back in town
Just to tear it up
And to burn it down
We love to hear you stomp and sing
Just swamp a little southeast western swing thing
So just grab unto each other and let go
Make a little midnight moonlight mo-jo
When the magic happens let it all hang out
If you wanna join the fun shout
Tearin' it up
And we're burin' it down
Hey daddy's hide your daughters
'Till the sun come back around
'Cause we all came here to party
We came to come unwound
So go tell everybody that the boys are back in town
Just to tear it up
And to burn it down
Tearin' it up
And we're burin' it down
Hey daddy's hide your daughters
'Till that sun come back around
'Cause we all came here to party
We came to come unwound
So go tell everybody that the boys are back in town
Just to tear it up
And to burn it down
We know you like to party
We know you like to throw it down
So go tell everybody
Let's get them all around
We're gonna tear it up
And burn it down
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Tearin' It Up
We all came here for a party tonight
And your gonna get left if you don't get right, child
So forget your troubles and forget the news
We're gonna pull the plug and black out them blues
And if your tie's to tight then adjust the noose
'cause if your gonna hang tight, cut loose
Tearin' it up
And we're burin' it down
Hey daddy's hide your daughters
'till the sun come back around
'cause we all came here to party
We came to come unwound
So go tell everybody that the boys are back in town
Just to tear it up
And to burn it down
We love to hear you stomp and sing
Just swamp a little southeast western swing thing
So just grab unto each other and let go
Make a little midnight moonlight mo-jo
When the magic happens let it all hang out
If you wanna join the fun shout
Tearin' it up
And we're burin' it down
Hey daddy's hide your daughters
'till the sun come back around
'cause we all came here to party
We came to come unwound
So go tell everybody that the boys are back in town
Just to tear it up
And to burn it down
(instrumental break)
Tearin' it up
And we're burin' it down
Hey daddy's hide your daughters
'till that sun come back around
'cause we all came here to party
We came to come unwound
So go tell everybody that the boys are back in town
Just to tear it up
And to burn it down
We know you like to party
We know you like to throw it down
So go tell everybody
Let's get them all around
We're gonna tear it up
And burn it down
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Cats In The Well
The cats in the well, the wolf is looking down.
The cats in the well, the wolf is looking down.
He got his big bushy tail dragging all over the ground.
The cats in the well, the gentle lady is asleep.
Cats in the well, the gentle lady is asleep.
She aint hearing a thing, the silence is a-stickin her deep.
Bridge #1:
The cats in the well and grief is showing its face
The worlds being slaughtered and its such a bloody disgrace.
The cats in the well, the horse is going bumpety bump.
The cats in the well, and the horse is going bumpety bump.
Back alley sally is doing the american jump.
Bridge #2:
The cats in the well, and pappa is reading the news.
His hair is falling out and all of his daughters need shoes.
The cats in the well and the barn is full of bull
The cats in the well and the barn is full of bull
The night is so long and the table is oh, so full
Bridge #3:
The cats in the well and the servant is at the door.
The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war.
The cats in the well, the leaves are starting to fall
The cats in the well, leaves are starting to fall
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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