Song Of The Six Hundred M.P.'S
‘We are 'ere met together
in this momentous hower,
Ter lick th' bankers' dirty boots
an' keep the Bank in power.’
We are 'ere met together
ter grind the same old axes
And keep the people in its place
a'payin' us the taxes.
We are six hundred beefy men
(but mostly gas and suet)
An’ every year we meet to let
some other feller do it.'
I see their 'igh 'ats on the seats
an' them sprawling on the benches
And thinks about a Rowton 'ouse
and a lot of small street stenches.
'O Britain, muvver of parliaments,
'ave you seen yer larst sweet litter?
Could yeh swap th' brains of orl this lot
fer 'arft a pint o' bitter?'
‘I couldn't,' she sez, ‘an' I aint tried,
They're me own,' she sez to me,
‘As footlin' a lot as was ever spawned
to defend democracy.'
poem by Ezra Pound
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Their Brains in the Bottom Drawer
With some people, the more power they receive,
and the bigger boots they get,
they file away their brains in the bottom drawer.
Their brains end up where there ass should be,
and their ass where their brains should be.
This leaves everyone to wonder,
did they get a degree in stupidity.
We meet them all the time,
and we all know the old saying,
a little power goes to their head.
How many times
have we heard that said?
Little people with big notions,
well beyond their station.
Some people are born to be leaders,
some others are the righter of wrongs.
Some think they know it all,
but most of them are dumb.
They abuse the power they have acquired
in a most idiotic way,
so in the bottom drawer their brains are bound to stay.
(2 May 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Appreciation
MY muvver's ist the nicest one
'At ever lived wiz folks;
She lets you have ze mostes' fun,
An' laffs at all your jokes.
I got a ol' maid auntie, too,
The worst you ever saw;
Her eyes ist bore you through and through, —
She ain't a bit like ma.
She's ist as slim as slim can be,
An' when you want to slide
Down on ze balusters, w'y she
Says 'at she's harrified.
She ain't as nice as Uncle Ben,
What says 'at little boys
Won't never grow to be big men
Unless they're fond of noise.
But muvver's nicer zan 'em all,
She calls you, 'precious lamb,'
An' let's you roll your ten-pin ball,
An' spreads your bread wiz jam.
An' when you're bad, she ist looks sad,
You fink she's goin' to cry;
An' when she don't you're awful glad,
An' den you're good, Oh, my!
At night, she takes ze softest hand,
An' lays it on your head,
An' says 'Be off to Sleepy-Land
By way o' trundle-bed.'
So when you fink what muvver knows
An' aunts an' uncle tan't,
It skeers a feller; ist suppose
His muvver 'd been a aunt.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Lick It Up
Dont wanna wait til you know me better
Lets just be glad for the time together
Lifes such a treat and its time you taste it
There aint a reason on earth to waste it
It aint a crime to be good to yourself
Chorus:
Lick it up, lick it up, its only right now
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah
Lick it up, lick it up, come on, come on
Lick it up, lick it up
Dont need to wait for an invitation
You gotta live like youre on vacation
Theres something sweet you cant buy with money - lick it up, lick it up
Its all you need, so believe me honey
It aint a crime to be good to yourelf
Chorus
Come on - its only right now (its only right now)
Ooh yeah (ooh yeah) ooh yeah (ooh yeah), yeah yeah
Chorus repeats out
song performed by by Kiss
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Power To The People
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Say you want a revolution
We better get on right away
Well you get on your feet
And out on the street
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
A million workers working for nothing
You better give em what they really own
We got to put you down
When we come into town
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
I gotta ask you comrades and brothers
How do you treat you own woman back home
She got to be herself
So she can free herself
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Now, now, now, now
Oh well, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Yeah, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
song performed by by Lennon John
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Grind
Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind
I can bend in sixty-eight ways
I have lived for twelve thousand days
Twenty-eight teeth inside my head
Grind three types of things and I'm sad that they're dead
Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind
song performed by by Phish
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Cant Lose What You Never Had
Had a sweet little girl,
Run out and took the baby boy, people aint that sad.
Oh, had a sweet little girl,
Left me, run out and took the baby boy, oh aint that sad.
Chorus:
Cant spend what you aint got,
Cant lose what you never had.
Cant spend what you aint got,
Cant lose what you never had.
Had some money in the bank,
Got busted, people aint that so sad.
Oh, I had some money in the bank,
Got busted, people, people aint that sad.
Chorus
Had a sweet little home,
Got drunk, burned it down, people aint that sad.
Oh, had a sweet little home,
Got drunk, burned it down, people aint that sad.
Chorus
Ooooh, hmmmm, hmmmm... oohhhh!
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Freedom, Don't Give It All Away
The media bombards, the shelter of our homes,
the crisis deepens, the worst we've ever known,
the bankers screw us over, they really have no shame,
they've done it once, now they're doing it again.
And we all know, the politicians are on the take,
but why is religion the cause, of so much hate?
a corrupt president, again fills his boots,
more children will die, as he robs and he loots.
Freedom, don't give it all away,
freedom, freedom, come what may,
freedom, a basic human right,
freedom, we can't give up tonight.
If you don't defend democracy, it won't defend you,
if you tolerate injustice, then you could be next,
no room to be complacent, they will exploit that too,
the power hungry, and fanatical religious sects.
A war is declared, once again in my name,
another world leader, wants his moment of fame,
not for the oil he says, oh give me a break!
tell us the truth for once, for pity's sake!
freedom, don't give it all away,
freedom, it's all gonna be ok,
freedom, is still within our sights,
freedom, free from fear and strife.
who's gonna pay for, reckless irresponsibility?
the government, the fat cats, or you and me?
you have to be lied to, to know the value of truth,
keep extremism at bay, with ballot and voting booth.
freedom, don't give it all away,
freedom, express yourself today,
freedom, everyone has the right,
freedom, let's all be free tonight.
poem by Peter Strugnell
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2008 Wall Street Crash
Wall Street 2008 crashes causes global downturn.
Verdict into shock cause January 2011 is finally out.
Taking too many risks. Ask questions whoever for?
No surprises corrupt bankers regulators politicians.
Wall report precisely names the causes interpretation.
Republican Democrat data spin split on ripe party lines.
Each fingers opponent manipulates data interpretation
double party system proves to be double jeopardy sins.
Bankers not controlled by regulators not controlled
by politicians who line their patron protected pockets.
Incomes small fortunes each over half a million a year
pay no taxes put all debt upon fleeced shoulders poor.
Real cause of 2008 Wall Street Crash is now crystal clear
greed greed self serving greed at nation public expenses.
Split on party lines means impact advice has no impact.
Bail out of Wall Street Crash runs US debt to 15 trillion?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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You Cant Lose What You Aint Never Had
By mckinley morganfield
Had a sweet little girl, ran off, took her the baby boy.
People aint that sad?
Whoa, I had a sweet little girl, the mother ran off took the baby boy.
Aint that sad?
Whoa, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
Ah, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
I had money in the bank, got busted.
People aint so sad?
Whoa, I had some money in the bank got busted.
People, people, aint that sad?
But oh, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
Ah, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
I had a sweet little home, got drunk, burned it down.
People aint so sad?
Oh, I had a sweet little home, got drunk, burned it down.
People aint that sad?
Oh, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
Oh, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Power To The People
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Say we want a revolution,
Wed better get it on right away.
Well, get yer on your feet
And into the street, singing:
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
A million workers workin for nothin,
You better give em what they really own.
We got to put you down
When we come into town, singing:
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
I gotta ask you comrades and brothers,
How do you treat your own woman back home?
Shes got to be herself,
So she can give us help, singing:
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Now, now, now, now!
Oh well, power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Oh yeah, power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, power to the people!
Power to the people!
Oh well, power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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You're So Small
i went to school here in michigan at a place
Called interlochen, and, uh, there's a lot of dancers there.
About 60% of the dancers were either anorexic or bulemic.
And i often blamed it on their boyfriends.
So i wrote this about that.
I didn't agree with that, by the way."
Gonna walk down the street
And seduce every man i meet
Because i'm having a bad day.
I am
Not size six.
My legs are not
Skinny as sticks
And dammit, someone's got to pay.
(that's the power of a woman, ohhhh)
I feel unattractive.
I'm gonna see if it's true.
I'm going to break a heart or maybe two.
I'm gonna put on a sexy red thing
Gonna run very late
I'm gonna pull some strings
Cause my strength is in my
Power over you.
(the power of a woman)
But i'm afraid that i can't satisfy myself
And that my happiness depends on someone else.
I feel weak, so you're gonna take the fall.
You're so small, you're so small, you're so small.
You're so small, i feel fat, you're so small.
You're so small, i don't feel anything, cuz you're so small.
song performed by by Jewel
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Scorn
You business men with your large desks with your stenographers and your bell-boys and your private telephones I say to you these are the four walls of your cage.
You are tame as canaries with your small bird-brains where lurks the evil worm you are fat from being over-fed you know not the lean wild sunbirds that arrow down paths of fire.
I despise you. I am too hard to pity you. I would hang you on the gallows of the Stock Exchange. I would flay you with taxes. I would burn you alive with Wall Street Journals. I wouild condemn you to an endless round of bank banquets. I deride you. I mock at you. I laugh you to scorn.
poem by Harry Crosby
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One More Payment
Aint that the way the luck goes
Seems like it never can be found
Break my back to make those bank notes
Payin on an almost always broken down
Fix that car nine ways to sunday
And it wont start again when monday rolls around
Aint that the way the rent goes
Seems like its never goin down
And that bankers bound to foreclose
At this rate, Ill lose my interest in this town
Paint the walls mend the windows
bout the time the roof comes crumblin to the ground
Ive been footin the bill for some time
Stretchin my credit out of line
Well I may not get ahead but now I wont be far behind
Ive got one more payment and its mine
Were gonna swing it
Aint that the way the heart goes
Seems they just attack without a sign
My minds been on vacation
And my bodys been workin overtime
But Ive done all that I can do
Theres just one more balance due before its mine
Ive been footin the bill for some time
Step by step and line by dotted line
Well I havent bought the farm yet
But Im not that far behind
Ive got one more payment and its mine
One more payment and its mine
One more payment and its mine
One more
One more
One more
song performed by by Clint Black
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Bang A Gong
Well, you're dirty and sweet, clad in black, don't look back, and i love you.
You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah.
Well, you're windy and wild you've got the teeth of the hydra upon you.
You're dirty-sweet and you're my girl.
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on.
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on.
(?)
These boots were made for walking, and that's just what they'll do.
Bon voyage, y'all.(?)
Meanwhile, i'm still thinking.(?)
song performed by by Blondie
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Taxed
Taxed in our groceries and taxed in our pay
The taxman keeps taking from us every day
But of heavy taxes the bureaucrats he spare
Tax every battler not the billionaire.
Who says that everything in life is fair
The wealthy of tax never pay their fair share
The wealthy getting wealthier with advantage on their side
And the gap getting wider in the social divide.
More taxes on petrol and more taxes on beer
Of taxes and more taxes is all that we hear
Taxed in our electricity bills and taxed by our bank
For some of our poverty the tax man we can thank.
Taxes even on the water that we drink
Soon they will tax us on the thoughts we think
We are burdened by taxes it does seem to me
And it's thanks to the tax man for our poverty.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Woman Goin Crazy On Caroline Street
By: jimmy buffett, steve goodman
1975
Chorus:
Theres a woman goin crazy on caroline street
Stoppin every man that she does meet
Sayin if youll be gentle if youll be sweet
Ill show you my place on caroline street
She claimed in a loud voice to be a dancer
But I dont think shes cut a rug in years
Listens to the jukebox for her answers
Slowly guzzles twenty-five cent beers
Talks about the men shes known and then some
Shes seen them in her dreams and on the street
She slides her dapper legs from beneath the table
As if to reveal some kind of treat
Chorus:
Theres a woman goin crazy on caroline street
Stoppin every man that she does meet
Sayin if youll be gentle if youll be sweet
Ill show you my place on caroline street
Her lover left her stranded in jamaica
Just right now she cant recall his name
Perceiving shes the center of attention
And all the lurking eyes they look the same
Weathers got the shrimpers in a frenzy
Theyre horny and dont need a good excuse
Someone yells and things just start erupting
And in a flash all hell has broken loose
Chorus:
Theres a woman goin crazy on caroline street
Stoppin every man that she does meet
Sayin if youll be gentle if youll be sweet
Ill show you my place on caroline street
(instrumental)
When I woke up and looked around the barroom
She was gone and I was black and blue
So be careful when you go to swing your partner
Someone just might take a swing at you
Chorus:
Theres a woman goin crazy on caroline street
Stoppin every man that she does meet
Sayin if youll be gentle if youll be sweet
Ill show you my place on caroline street
Ya theres a woman goin crazy on caroline street
Stoppin every man that she does meet
Sayin if youll be gentle if youll be sweet
Ill show you my place on caroline street
Theres a woman goin crazy on caroline street
Stoppin every man that she does meet ...
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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This Aint Living
This towns so hype its got sould
As a philly cat
Im with the roll
And the swing of my things
How they work like clockwork
Tick tock tick tock
Times always lurking in your head
Got to go to work and get fed
That man didnt eat but he goes to sleep
Gets up at dawn not to see the sunrise
But because its too damn cold outside
Underneat the bridge they punp the citys bilge
Into the alley they sweep the citys filth
The flowers wilt the flowers wilt
Dont tell me about no game
Cause that is a man
And his family
Revolution family
Look at the family
Dig the family
Theyre living the wrong way
Cant get nothing
Dont get nothing all they wanted was
Something like a job - mercy mercy
But its robbed - mercy mercy
And theres so many street side
Beggars and disabled veterans
Glass-eyed and peddling
Drunk and just meddling
So you conclude its their fault
They like the street they must like the asphalt
But that is man woman and children
The system has stalled shelters home
Thats not what I call it
I call it bad health
Some say help themselves
Yo if you you gots it
Every hundred people a dollar in change
Every hundred people a dollar in change
This aint living
This aint living
Oh no
You know its rough, had enough of holding a
Cup full of spare change
The doctor diagnosed me as a
Dome full of bad brains
So, toe to toe with employers
Cause theyre telling me no
Hooked on prescription drugs
So I stay broke, Id run away
But you cant run away from
Yourself or your health so
I deal with the cards that Im dealt
Tweet-a-leet-leet
The morning bird sounding sweet
Though I sleep on the streets
I have a feeling Im free
From societys hand picked hypocrisy
Mercy mercy dont give a damn for me
Mercy mercy now what am I going to eat
Peek through the windows of the restaurant
People eating caviar fifty bucks on lunch
A hand-me-down meal
Full of God knows what
Put it away in my gut
Quick and then I wonder
Why Im sick, brick for brick
I know the city like my hand print
Just a pit in the gutter
Of a skid-row ditch
But Ill survive the pain
Let me know Im alive
But I still feel that
This aint living
Check my beat dig they rhythm
Me belly full but me hungry so I fill it
Once I start gaining taxes start taking
Cause the governments perfected funk faking
Breaking me down striking me down
What goes around comes around but
I keep rising seeing through the lies and
The surprise comes when I see myself
The music I felt
Im on
This aint living
This aint living
Oh no
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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It is not enough to merely defend democracy. To defend it may be to lose it; to extend it is to strengthen it. Democracy is not property; it is an idea.
quote by Hubert H. Humphrey
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The Low Down
Mother; remember I am small
a little over two feet tall
My view from here is limited
the shopping mall a place of dread.
Boots and shoes are all I see
as people rush impatiently.
You have forgotten how it feels
to see only toes and heels.
You hold me firmly by the hand
but I don’t think you understand
Just how it feels to be so small
and dragged around a shopping Mall.
If you ere small and couldn’t see
then you would know what frightens me.
16-May-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Oh! Sweet Nuthin
(reed)
Say a word for jimmy brown
He aint got nothing at all
Not a shirt right of his back
He aint got nothing at all
And say a word for ginger brown
Walks with his head down to the ground
Took the shoes right of his feet
To poor boy right out in the street
And this is what he said
Oh sweet nuthin
She aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
Say a word for polly may
She cant tell the night from the day
They threw her out in the street
But just like a cat she landed on her feet
And say a word for joanna love
She aint got nothing at all
cos everyday she falls in love
And everynight she falls when she does
She said
Oh sweet nuthin
You know she aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
Oh let me hear you!
Say a word for jimmy brown
He aint got nothing at all
Not a shirt right of his back
He aint got nothing at all
And say a word for ginger brown
Walks with his head down to the ground
Took the shoes right of his feet
To poor boy right out in the street
And this is what he said
Oh sweet nuthin
She aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
She aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
She aint got nothing at all
She aint got nothing at all
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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