Henry James in the Heart of the City
We have a small sculpture of Henry James on our terrace in New York City.
Nothing would surprise him.
The beast in the jungle was what he saw--
Edith Wharton's obfuscating older brother. . .
He fled the demons
of Manhattan
for fear they would devour
his inner ones
(the ones who wrote the books)
& silence the stifled screams
of his protagonists.
To Europe
like a wandering Jew--
WASP that he was--
but with the Jew's
outsider's hunger. . .
face pressed up
to the glass of sex
refusing every passion
but the passion to write
the words grew
more & more complex
& convoluted
until they utterly imprisoned him
in their fairytale brambles.
Language for me
is meant to be
a transparency,
clear water gleaming
under a covered bridge. . .
I love his spiritual sister
because she snatched clarity
from her murky history.
Tormented New Yorkers both,
but she journeyed
to the heart of light--
did he?
She took her friends on one last voyage,
through the isles of Greece
on a yacht chartered with her royalties--
a rich girl proud to be making her own money.
The light of the Middle Sea
was what she sought.
All denizens
of this demonic city caught
between pitch and black
long for the light.
But she found it
in a few of her books. . .
while Henry James
discovered
what he had probably
started with:
that beast, that jungle,
that solipsistic scream.
He did not join her
on that final cruise.
(He was on his own final cruise).
Did he want to?
I would wager yes.
I look back with love and sorrow
at them both--
dear teachers--
but she shines like Miss Liberty
to Emma Lazarus' hordes,
while he gazes within,
always, at his own
impenetrable jungle.
poem by Erica Jong
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Concrete Jungle
No sun will shine in my day today
The hich yellow moon won't come out to play
I said darkness has covered my light
And the stage my day into night
Where is the love to be found
Won't someone tell me
Cause life must be somewhere to be found
Instead of concrete jungle
Where the living is harder
Concrete jungle
Man you got to do your best
No chains around my feet
But I'm not free
I know I am bound here in captivity
yeh-I've never known the happiness
I've never known what sweet caress is
Still-I'll be always laughing like a clown
Won't somebody help me 'cause
I've got to pick myself from off the ground
In this ya concrete jungle
I said what do you got for me now
Concrete jungle ah won't you let me be now
song performed by by Bob Marley from Catch A Fire
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The Spring Running
Man goes to Man! Cry the challenge through the Jungle!
He that was our Brother goes away.
Hear, now, and judge, O ye People of the Jungle--
Answer, who can turn him--who shall stay?
Man goes to Man! He is weeping in the Jungle:
He that was our Brother sorrows sore!
Man goes to Man! (Oh, we loved him in the Jungle!)
To the Man-Trail where we may not follow more.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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My City
My city lay sleeping during the light but comes, alive in the dark
The light brings clairvoyance the dark unexpected feelings
My headphones can’t drown the noise out it only grows
Louder till dawn my city screams for its people
We scream back but in a different language
Walls speak of times of prosperity, and peace
Park benches holler about littler left underneath
Statues cry for people they have seen leave far to soon
Books are opened for childish vandalism but not to gain
My city screams as does yours
You just need to stop and listen
poem by Ronald Speight
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Jungle
Here I go
Down below
The sun is goin' down
A jungle comes alive
The beast is waking up
To take another life
I can't sleep
In too deep
The man with nothing left
Without a place to hide
Will take a final breath
And tumble in the night
Yeah
Someone's safe at home
Someone dies alone
Someone's fallen prey
Yeah
Some will take their fill
Like lions to the kill
Livin' day to day
Whoooaaaaaoooohhhh, The Jungle
Mothers mourn
Fathers groan The child takes a hit
And then he starts to cry
A mother never hears
Her baby's last goodbye
Yeah
Someone's safe at home
Someone dies alone
Someone's fallen prey
Yeah
Some will take their fill
Like lions to the kill
Livin' day to day
Whoooaaaaaoooohhhh, The Jungle
The sun is coming up
A city comes alive
The lamb will never see
A jungle in the sky
Yeah
Someone's safe at home
Someone dies alone
Someone's falling prey
Yeah
Some will take their fill
Like lions to the kill
Livin' day to day
Yeah
Someone dies alone
Someone's safe at home
All is flesh and bone
Whoooaaaaaoooohhhh, The Jungle
song performed by by Kiss
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Loud And Clear
One in the jungle
Say lord have mercy!
Loud and clear
Lyrics like that, lyrics amaze
They could never ever pain
Wanna get it in hot sunny spain?
That's how I like it in the rain
Lyrics like that, lyrics amaze
They could never ever pain
Wanna get it in hot sunny spain?
That how I like it in the rain
Yeah!!
Loud and clear
Loud and clear
Jungle no wet, jungle no play
Jungle has face that don't fear the way
And make your move body
Your body like me say
Like me say with no deelay
Get on the dancefloor
Move your body with no deelay
Right about now jungle this is the way
But thing are going on Jungle today
Jungle no wet, Jungle no play...
To east, to the west, to north, to the south
Jungle is Forever and they can't run way out
To east, to the west, to north, to the south
Jungle is Forever and they can't run way out
That how i like it in the rain
Loud and Clear
Loud and Clear
Candyman for the microphone
And I run up the mordor
With the badford dj ride the rythm
Here up's we go for
When we joied the loop in the rain
You and me sing out
Jungle is the remedy
Jungle is the don't you ever
Seen it fight that do
song performed by by Scooter
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Things I Find When I Clean
Halloween has marked the day
-rest of The Holidays are on the way
Clear some room it's been requested
For out-of-towners to be nested
They only stay over night
Then as soon as it's bright
We'll be off to The City by The Bay
Favorite spot of mine I'll say
Things I find when I clean
Things for years I haven't seen
Stacks of books to move
I can get rid of some I'll prove
I throw thoughts onto what I can find
Written on scraps the contents of my mind
Then folded between pages
Of books I havn't seen in ages
Things that came out of my head
Written while sitting on a rented bed
In The City late at night
Under a single light
On guest letterhead envelopes my notes
Of things that matterd important quotes
Also maps and an old resturant ad
Reminds me of being very glad
As do the books I have to clear
Going to a book sale I fear
No room for anything new
Unless I'm brave enough to recycle a few
It's like-
Parting with friends
Even ones heavy with dust
-back to my notes
Folded maps stolen menus
A parking ticket paid I hope
Even a room key/card
A borrowed bookmark I forget to return
All now in a small pile
After the old books are cleaned
Of stuff that that would only confuse
New owners that will have to
Cope with my margin notes
My guides of where to look
For related stuff my reactions
-But I disgress-
My book shelves were sagging
No room for the books on the floor
Soon overnight guests will be coming
Thanksgiving and shopping trips
From friends and family up North
Looking for a place to stay
Overnight
When the traffic is light
We're forty-five minutes
To the Golden Gate Bridge
Waive at walkers stretch our necks
Gawk at all the sailboats
Sliding across The Bay
They're day-tripping too
Our car has it's own crew
Each ready to unfurl
Catch whatever wind is up
It's hard to hold our vessel
On the Waldo Grade approach
They're so anxious to join the fleet
Anxious to throw anchor at shops diners
In their favorite spot
Staying on course takes all I got
I've also thought of being 746 feet up
Above the water in a tower of the bridge
I can feel the pull on my keel
Wanting to join the boats
Out on the water looking up
That's also where I want to be
On my way out to sea
Wind pulling or pushing
I don't care
Along for the ride
I would like that view too
Instead of looking down at them
To be able to look up at the Bridge-
Taking time to find reasons
To make new notes
Find new books to refill
I'll be seeing things
To write about-
Tourists at the railing
Looking down at all the boats
From the deck of The Bridge
While it carries their weight
Supportiong too our rolling vessel
Letting us cruise on
Imagining
While on our way
To The City
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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It's A Jungle Out There
It's a jungle out there
Disorder and confusion everywhere
No one seems to care
Well I do
Hey, who's in charge here?
It's a jungle out there
Poison in the very air we breathe
Do you know what's in the water that you drink?
Well I do, and it's amazing
People think I'm crazy, 'cause I worry all the time
If you paid attention, you'd be worried too
You better pay attention
Or this world we love so much might just kill you
I could be wrong now, but I don't think so!
'Cause there's a jungle out there.
It's a jungle out there.
song performed by by Randy Newman
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An Open Letter To NYC
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
Brownstones, water towers, trees, skyscrapers
Writers, prize fighters and Wall Street traders
We come together on the subway cars
Diversity unified, whoever you are
We're doing fine on the One and Nine line
On the L we're doin' swell
On the number Ten bus we fight and fuss
'Cause we're thorough in the boroughs and that's a must
I remember when the Duece was all porno flicks
Running home after school to play PIX * 1
At lunch I'd go to Blimpies down on Montague Street
And hit the Fulton Street Mall for the sneakers on my feet
Dear New York I hope you're doing well
I know a lot's happen and you've been through hell
So, we give thanks for providing a home
Through your gates at Ellis Island we passed in droves
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
The L.I.E. the B.Q.E
Hippies at the band shell with the L.S.D.
Get my BVD's from VIM
You know I'm reppin' Manhattan the best I can
Stopped off at Bleeker Bob's got thrown out
Sneakin' in at 4:00 am after going out
You didn't rob me in the park at Dianna Ross
But everybody started looting when the light went off
From the South South Bronx on out to Queens Bridge
From Hollis Queens right down to Bay Ridge
From Castle Hill to the Lower East Side
From 1010 WINS to Live At Five
Dear New York this is a love letter
To you and how you brought us together
We can't say enough about all you do
'Cause in the city were ourselves and electric too
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
Shout out the South Bronx where my mom hails from
Right next to High Bridge across from Harlem
To the Grand Concourse where my mom and dad met
Before they moved on down to the Upper West
I see you're still strong after all that's gone on
Life long we dedicate this song
Just a little something to show some respect
To the city that blends and mends and tests
Since 911 we're still livin'
And lovin' life we've been given
Ain't nothing gonna take that away from us
Were lookin' pretty and gritty 'cause in the city we trust
Dear New York I know a lot has changed
2 towers down but you're still in the game
Home to many rejecting know one
Accepting peoples of all places, wherever they're from
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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The Passion Fruit
[The Passion Fruit]
An epic Stanza a Dream if Might the cruel fates play tricks on the love longing mind. For Hope was the plant and Passion the fruit of the hearts implore. And love, Love is the Rain of all growth and for everyday a little rain must Fall.
The Dream of Dreams is to be loved in return by the one you dream of most. And so, her love grew for him as she saw the figure of his shadow in the corridor, and heard the deep soothing sound of his voice. And alas, She sought the longing in her eyes would at one point be returned by his. She knew at this point would be a point of no return.
Love can drive you to do incredible things; it seeks the soul, mind, and the spirit. And just as beauty, love is in the eyes of it’s beholder, for each person love comes differently, by the way they receive it, the way they give it, the way they earn it, and the way they see it. Each is its own plant.
For her it was the Passion Fruit.
She showered this fruit with love, and heartened it with hope. At last the fruit was brimming with Passion.
It was the Passion Fruit.
It was filled with Passion, but it was lacking light.
The light of restoration in which she would finally see the longing in his eyes as they were in hers.
And although she filled it with everything else there was no light, and No plant can survive without light.
Without light there is no hope and without hope there is no plant.
The passion in her eyes became a dull place in a bright world. For in her world there was no light in which to see, and no hope for it to be seen.
And so she faded away.
The day she would leave all passion behind, all hope, and all cares, she told him the story of the Passion Fruit. How it loved, laughed, and lived.
The words she said to him before her final farewell were, “When all seems Dark look for Light for there is always Light you just have to find it. Remember Hope was the plant and Passion the heart’s wish, it’s fruit. And love, Love is the Rain of all growth and for everyday a little rain must Fall.”
“But don’t forget light, for without light you cannot see the rain of love, and without the rain, a plant will cease to exist. I have Finally found my light, but alas I have already gone through a dark tunnel.” These words she uttered before she took her last breath.
He never forgot, for secretly she was his passion, his light, and his rain.
He eventually found another, but he would never love her, for there is only one love, for love is jealous of all others. So, he loved but once and the rest was just of like.
On his last breath he said, “I have found my Light, but at the end of a dark tunnel, for there she is waiting for me, my dream of dreams.”
“My Passion Fruit”
(c) 2006
poem by Kelsey Neystel
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Jungle Bill
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
But nobodys blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the autumn
Maybe dew [baby-do] is making him wretch
Oh man was it dark in the jungle
His heart is an empty fretch [thretch? ]
A man is a duck in the jungle
Whos lost in the big bamboo
Snake jumps out of the fire
And its cryin [goin] for baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun was a hell of a light
Oh man Im gonna have my ice cold
Baby-do is out of sight
Im in danger
In your jungle
Im a stranger
Land of mambo
Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
Im in danger
Oh baby-do
[repeat all and chorus]
song performed by by Yello
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Jungle Bill
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
But nobodys blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the autumn
Maybe dew [baby-do] is making him wretch
Oh man was it dark in the jungle
His heart is an empty fretch [thretch? ]
A man is a duck in the jungle
Whos lost in the big bamboo
Snake jumps out of the fire
And its cryin [goin] for baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun was a hell of a light
Oh man Im gonna have my ice cold
Baby-do is out of sight
Im in danger
In your jungle
Im a stranger
Land of mambo
Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
Im in danger
Oh baby-do
[repeat all and chorus]
song performed by by Yello
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No Place To Run
Joey rides the subway
Fast from east to west
On the street hes number one
Some say that hes the best
Got something going on
In a honkey tonk down town
He is expected
Word has got around
The other-side of midnight
Or in the combat zone
Meeting no resistance
Joe stands alone
Night riders prowling
Out into the night
Theres someone else out there
And theyre looking for a fight
Between the rain soaked buildings
A distant whistle blows
Fate lies in waiting
Its hand it never shows
* heart beating like a drum
Out in this wasteland
And theres no place baby for us to run
(in) jungle land (baby)
Jungle land, jungle land
Jungle land. jungle land
Under the railway arches
Someone calls his name
Streams out the words
Come on boy this aint no game
One flash of bright cold stsel
In a strangers hand
Kids dance away like shadows
Theres no one to command
Joeys got his name
Pairited on the wells
On the side of buses
Subways and tenement halls
(repeat *)
Jungle land, jungle land
Jungle land, jungle land
Jungle land, jungle land
Jungle land, jungle land
song performed by by Ufo
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The nearest we have to a Henry James or an Edith Wharton of the East Coast's Wasp upper classes.
quote by Charlotte Curtis
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The Royal tiger of India
Stressful chattering of birds,
monkeys jumping from one branch to another.,
fluttering wings of birds,
running around of animals,
a sudden unrest in the jungle,
the news spread like forest fire,
there comes the majestic
yellow and black striped beast,
walked slowly on the dried leaves,
the best catwalk if one could luckily see,
the bold and the beautiful,
its the tiger on the scene,
the Royal tiger of India indeed,
unruffeld by noise around.,
unquestionable the king of jungle,
the wildest cat on earth,
unsocial solitary beast,
make every soul to fear for life,
be it a bird, animal, man or a beast.
poem by renu Vig sharma sharma
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Jungle Bell
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
But nobody's blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the autumn
Maybe dew is making him wretch
Oh man was it dark in the jungle
His heart is an empty fretch
A man is a duck in the jungle
Who's lost in the big bamboo
Snake jumps out of the fire
And it's cryin' for baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun was a hell of a light
Oh man I'm gonna have my ice cold
Baby-do is out of sight
I'm in danger
In your jungle
I'm a stranger
Land of Mambo
Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
I'm in danger
Oh baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
And nobody's blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the fire
His heart is an empty fritch
A man is afraid of the jungle
Baby-do is a hell of a witch
A man is a cock in the jungle
He's lost in the big bam boom
The snake jumps out of the fire
And it's cryin' for baby-do
The moon is a drop in the black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
A man who might have my ice cold
Baby-do is shakin' its might
I'm in danger
In your jungle
I'm a stranger
Land of Mambo
'Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
I'm in danger
Oh baby-do
song performed by by Yello
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Jungle Bell
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
But nobody's blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the autumn
Maybe dew is making him wretch
Oh man was it dark in the jungle
His heart is an empty fretch
A man is a duck in the jungle
Who's lost in the big bamboo
Snake jumps out of the fire
And it's cryin' for baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun was a hell of a light
Oh man I'm gonna have my ice cold
Baby-do is out of sight
I'm in danger
In your jungle
I'm a stranger
Land of Mambo
Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
I'm in danger
Oh baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
And nobody's blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the fire
His heart is an empty fritch
A man is afraid of the jungle
Baby-do is a hell of a witch
A man is a cock in the jungle
He's lost in the big bam boom
The snake jumps out of the fire
And it's cryin' for baby-do
The moon is a drop in the black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
A man who might have my ice cold
Baby-do is shakin' its might
I'm in danger
In your jungle
I'm a stranger
Land of Mambo
'Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
I'm in danger
Oh baby-do
song performed by by Yello
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Welcome To The Jungle
Welcome to the jungle, jim
Welcome to the jungle, jim
Welcome to it, jim
Welcome to the jungle, anne
Welcome to the jungle, dan
Welcome to it, john
Think youre gonna like
I think youre gonna like it
Once youve given the jungle a chance
Think youre gonna like it
Once youve given it a chance
In the jungle
In the jungle
In the jungle
Now you will be with me
Put your hand in my hand
Lift up the rock and see all the things
That share the jungle with us
Welcome to the
Welcome to the
Trees
Trees
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face
Didnt really like
I didnt really like
The last time when you pushed me in the face
Didnt really like
The last time when you pushed my face
In the jungle
In the jungle
In the jungle
Now you will be with me
Put your hand in my hand
Lift up the rock and see all the things
That live in the jungle with us
Put your hand near the bug
We are so much like them
See how the bug reacts to your hand
In the same way as I do
Notes
The dial-a-song version has substantial differences:
Welcome to the jungle, jim
Welcome to the jungle, jim
Welcome to it, jim
Welcome to the jungle, anne
Welcome to the jungle, dan
Welcome to it, john
Think youre gonna like
I think youre gonna like it
Once youve given the jungle a chance
Think youre gonna like it
Once youve given it a chance
In the jungle
In the jungle
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle, diane
I think youre gonna like your brown safari hat
Welcome to the trees
Welcome to the trees
Welcome to the jungle, diane
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face
Didnt really like
I didnt really like
The last time when you pushed me in the face
Didnt really like
The last time when you pushed my face
In the jungle
In the jungle
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle, pierre
I think youre gonna like your brown safari hat
Welcome to the trees
Welcome to the trees
And welcome to the jungle, pierre
Jungle, jungle
Jungle, jungle
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle
Jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face again
Push me in the face
Didnt really like
I didnt really like
The jungle once youve given it a chance
Didnt really like it
Once youve given it a chance
In the jungle
In the jungle
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle, diane
Im glad you didnt like your brown safari hat
Welcome to the trees
Welcome to the trees
And welcome to the jungle, diane
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Beastie
From early days of infancy, through trembling years
Of youth, long murky middle-age and final hours
Long in the tooth, he is the hundred names of terror ---
Creature you love the least. picture his name before
You and exorcise the beast.
He roved up and down through history --- spectre
With tales to tell. in the darkness when the
Campfires dead --- to each his private hell. if you look
Behind your shoulder as you feel his eyes to feast, you
Can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast.
Beastie
If you wear a warmer sporran, you can keep the foe at
Bay. you can pop those pills and visit some
Psychiatrist wholl say --- theres nothing I can do
For you, everywheres a danger zone. Id love to help
Get rid of it, but Ive got one of my own.
Theres a beast upon my shoulder and a fiend upon
My back. feel his burning breath a heaving, smoke
Oozing from his stack. and he moves beneath the
Covers or he lies below the bed. hes the beast upon
Your shoulder. hes the price upon your head. hes
The lonely fear of dying, and for some, of living too.
Hes your private nightmare pricking. hed just love
To turn the screw. so stand as one defiant --- yes, and
Let your voices swell. stare that beastie in the face
And really give him hell.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Jungle Boogie
Jungle Boogie
I wanna see your hands up
Jungle Boogie
I wanna see you feet down
Jungle Boogie
I wanna see you movin'
Jungle Boogie
What you doin' standin'
Jungle Boogie
Better start movin'
Jungle Boogie
Moshin' with the party
Selfish desires are burning like fire
Among those who hoard the gold
As they continue to keep the people asleep
And the truth from being told
Racism and greed keep the people in need
From getting what's rightfully theirs
Cheating, stealing and double dealing
As they exploit the people's fear
And now Down Jones owns all the people's homes
And all the surrounding land
Buying and selling their humble dwelling
In the name of the master plan
'Cause paper money is like a bee without honey
With no stinger to back it up
And those who stole the people's gold
And definitely corrupt
Get down with the Jungle Boogie
And 24-7 Spyz...
And if you feel good
And you came to party
Everybody scream and say yeah!!
Feel the spirit... Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Feel the spirit... Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Feel the spirit... Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Of the boogie... Ooooh
song performed by by 24-7 Spyz
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A Hell In A Concrete Jungle
A hell in a concrete jungle
A hell in a concrete jungle
We have already turned animals
and lost our sixth sense,
merely to fill the stomachs
we run days, months and years
after unreal wealth.
Love has turned into lust
Romance is no more pure
Violence encroaches
every inch of our being
Peace is long perished
and is burried in the land of demons
God is helpless. Yes god is helpless
to help humanity in this concrete jungle
Heaven has vanished and
this planet is now a hell
and the people live in sorrow and grief
poem by Sakthi Ravichandran
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