Upon Over-Much Niceness
Tis much to see how over nice some are
About the body and household affair,
While what's of worth they slightly pass it by,
Not doing, or doing it slovenly.
Their house must be well furnished, be in print,
Meanwhile their soul lies ley, has no good in't.
Its outside also they must beautify,
When in it there's scarce common honesty.
Their bodies they must have tricked up and trim,
Their inside full of filth up to the brim.
Upon their clothes there must not be a spot,
But is their lives more than one common blot.
How nice, how coy are some about their diet,
That can their crying souls with hogs'-meat quiet.
All drest must to a hair be, else 'tis naught,
While of the living bread they have no thought.
Thus for their outside they are clean and nice,
While their poor inside stinks with sin and vice.
poem by John Bunyan
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I Better Be Good
If I ain't cool
My daddy gonna send me
To Military School
If I ain't nice
My girlie gonna freeze me
With cold shoulder ice
If I'm real late
My teacher gonna use me
For alligator bait
So, I better be good
I better be good
If I jump on the gas
The cops are gonna jump
All over my back
If I smoke too much
Doctor says he's gonna
Put my lungs in a crutch
If I'm caught without my pants
Consuelo's dad is gonna shoot
Until he sees me dance
So, I better be good
I had better be good
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
You better be nice tonight
If I spray it on the seat
Lady gonna tie a big knot
In the meat
If I spewey too fast
Lover's gonna stick
My Wrangler in a cast
If zipper grabs skin
I'll know I had it out
When I shoulda kept it in
Ow.
I better be good
I better be good
I better be good
Ooh.
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
I'd better be nice tonight - yeah
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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It Would Be So Nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet, sometime
Everybody wakes, and in the morning
Hot tea and cant stop yawning
Pass the butter please.
Have you ever read the daily standard?
Reading all about the plane thats landed
Upside down?
And no one knows what I did today
There can be no other way
But I would just like to say
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
Everybody cares about the weather
And everybody should know better
What a waste of time
Everybody lives beneath the ceiling
Living out a dream that sends them reeling
To a distant place
But no one knows what I did today
There can be no other way
But I would just like to say
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
It would be so nice
To meet sometime
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Mikes Song
Trapped in time and I dont know what to do
These friends of mine, I can see right through
You dont gotta tell me I dont gotta move
cuz Im sittin back here sharin in the groove
No Im no nice guy (me no are no nice guy)
No Im no nice guy (me no are no nice guy)
No Im no nice guy (me no are no nice guy)
I walk through the hallways inside my mind
I chase the backbeat from behind
Big dude in the doorway was blockin my way
He reached to grab me and this is what he said
No Im no nice guy (me no are no nice guy)
No Im no nice guy (me no are no nice guy)
No Im no nice guy (me no are no nice guy)
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Indians lying on dawns highway bleeding
Ghosts in the young childs fragile ... mind
Aahhhhhhhh!
Careful with that axe, eugene
Mother
Careful with that axe, eugene
Aahhhhhhhh!!!!!
song performed by by Phish
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Act Nice & Gentle
You dont need no fancy clothes
Whered you get them, goodness knows?
Just show some civility.
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
I dont need no luxuries,
As long as you are understanding,
Im not difficult to please.
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
Well Im the kind of guy who likes
To take you as I find you
So throw away those false eyelashes and,
Act nice, act nice, baby.
Come on baby, hold my hand.
Come on baby, understand, you gotta
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
Come on baby, hold my hand.
Come on baby, understand, you gotta
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
song performed by by Kinks
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From A Wasp...
I spotted your back door, gaping wide,
So I thought that I would come inside.
I was in the area, and thought I'd dropp by;
I often visit people: we wasps aren't shy.
Do you have anything nice for me to eat?
A sticky bun would go down a real treat!
I'm partial to a piece of cake, oozing with jam,
But I also like meat, especially honeyed ham.
I've only come for food - so, why all the alarm?
Breathe nice and deeply, and keep yourself calm!
I'd really appreciate it, if you could remain seated,
While my search of your premises, is duly completed.
I see that I now have your full attention;
Do I detect a certain amount of tension?
No! Don't do that! It makes me annoyed;
Upsetting me is something you should avoid.
There are sweet treats within in my view,
But they're all covered up! Well done you!
Though, I find all this, a little frustrating,
As for a sticky treat, I have been waiting.
Ooh! I detect a pleasant smell upon your skin,
And I can smell something nice in your bin.
What's that you're holding? A can of spray!
Actually, I was just going! Have a nice day!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Say Something Nice
Say that you like me the way I am
Just take some time out to understand
It may not be much, but I do all I can
Say something nice
Id never do it to one of you
Id say something nice if it wasnt true
Id make you feel better when youre feeling blue
Id say something nice
Say something nice, only once or twice
Say something nice, only once or twice
Say something nice
I wanna hear that Im beautiful
But you wouldnt say it even if I were
Wearing my diamonds and a coat of fur
You wouldnt say nothin nice
Tell me you think that my hairs real nice
Dont stand around and just criticize
Cant you understand that when a person tries
You say something nice
And its oh so hard, oh so hard
To listen to the words that you say
Oh, say something nice, just once or twice
It wouldnt hurt, dont you see
I wanna hear something nice, say something nice
Say something nice, just once or twice
It dont hurt you at all, say something nice
Say something nice baby, only once or twice
Say something nice
Say something nice baby, only once or twice
Say something nice
Hey dont you hear me, hey dont you hear me
Hey dont you hear me, hey dont you hear me
Say something nice
Say something nice
And its oh so hard, and its oh so hard
And Im dying to hear what Ive never heard (fade out)
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Have A Nice Day
I heard it from the gangster
I heard it from the priest
I heard it from my best friend
Way down in the middle east
Have a nice day- That's all I hear every day
Have a nice day- I don't believe a word you say
I heard from the landlord
When he kicked me out
I heard it from the spirits
As they possessed my house
Have a nice day- That's all I hear every day
Have a nice day- I don't believe a word you say
When they look me in the eye I turn the other way
It's just a trained reaction something they gotta say... yeah
I heard it in New Zealand
I heard it at the club
I heard it from my doctor
Before he pulled the plug
Have a nice day- That's all I hear every day
Have a nice day- I don't believe a word you say
Have a nice day- That's all I hear every day
Have a nice day- I don't believe a word you say
song performed by by Ramones from Adios Amigos
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Your Flesh Is So Nice
(j.buckley)
I want to tell you a story
About a little cutey
She's ass-slappin' pretty
And voluptous fingers
Wanna let her lick me
Stick the thick of my pussy
From across the street
She looks good enough to eat me
Kitty! your flesh is so nice
Your flesh is so nice
Let me take a bite
Your flesh is so nice.
Oh, i take off my belt
Oh, i whip the staircase
(whip the staircase)
Kill all the men
Everything's dead to them
You're the only one i follow
Come on and let me give you that "o".
Your flesh is so nice
I wanna take you twice
Your flesh is so nice
Oooo your flesh is so nice
Your flesh is so nice
Wanna take a bite
Your flesh is so nice
Your flesh is so
Your flesh is so
Your flesh is so
Your flesh is so
Nice
(repeat)
song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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Good To Feel
It is always good to feel nice
Over full of nice food stuffs with rice
It gives good smell when nicely arranged
Now only good test to be observed and managed
These are all external feelings
When it comes to real happening!
It turns out to be unpleasant
When it seems not ideal and important
There are many ways to feel happy
Only positive mind can speak it without worry
One needs to remain in cheerful mood
As it is not always the question of good food
Food can provide good nourishment
Body can be kept in fit condition with nice movements
But what about inner conscience and its concern
It can’t be kept quiet with possible wait of turn
You can go tough with the situation
You can be very rough when time comes for evaluation
You have to be committed with certain aspects
As that may only guarantee you some respect
It is said one need not worry about whole world
At any time they may show you wall and turn cold
At such time you can come out well and act as very bold
You respond to soul and see it is not bartered or sold
The key lies with us with all the options
We must be capable of its retention
Nothing can be snatched if you are firm
Only you must stick to belief and confirm
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It Is Nice And Easy
It is nice and easy does it
When you have a moly maid at home
You come from school
And everything is done for you
Mothers do the cooking, do the washing, do the cleaning, do the shopping, Do the ironing
Mother's were born to be moly maids for the rest of their lives
Nice and easy does it
Nice and easy does it
Nice and easy does it
Nice and easy does it
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Good Friends in Life...
’Tis nice to have good friends in life;
They share your emotions of yours;
They help to balance joy and strife;
They are your loving choice!
’Tis nice to have someone to greet,
And talk to you in pleasant ways;
Someone who offers you a seat,
When you’re tired in case!
’Tis nice to have a soul to share
Your feelings of sorrow and joys;
Someone who shows you, he does care,
When you have choked a voice!
’Tis nice to have a guy who jokes,
A gal who argues for your sake;
A someone, who can surely coax,
But who is ne’er a fake!
’Tis nice to have a heart of love,
Who thinks of you, more than you do;
A hand that pats you truly, ‘Wow! ’
And sometimes at you ‘boo! ’
’Tis nice to have someone to hear
Your stories and your pranks and bear;
A someone who is far, yet near,
Pays for you, your bus-fare!
’Tis nice to have someone to smile,
And make you laugh, despite your tears;
Someone quite strong and yet docile,
Who takes away your fears!
Good friends can make your life wholesome,
Bestow the verve and zeal you need;
Good friends are souls always welcome,
And guide you well indeed!
Good friends are friends for life although,
Life takes them through its maze of own;
Good friends have comforting words, oh,
You feel you’re never alone!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-8-2008
poem by John Celes
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Bananas & Cream
(kinky friedman)
Well, a long time ago in old tokyo
By the softly flowing stream
I left her there with the stars in her hair
On the other side of a dream.
Well, I traveled through with a heart full of blue
Never quite making my way
Till I come upon a strawberry blonde
Living in pittsburgh, p.a.
Ah, bananas and rice they used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Oh, bananas and rice they used to be nice
But now its bananas an cream.
I stood hypnotized, I stared in her eyes,
She smiled and I suddenly knew
If I made her my bride then the other side
0f my dream would finally come true.
Ah, bananas and rice they used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Oh, oh, bananas and rice they used to be nice
But now its bananas and cream.
Well, a long time ago in old tokyo
By the softly flowing stream
I left her there with the stars in her hair
On the other side of a dream.
Ah, bananas and rice they used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Oh, bananas and rice they used to be nice
But now its bananas and cream.
Bananas and rice used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Oh, oh, bananas and rice they used to be nice
But now its bananas and cream.
Bananas and rice used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Bananas and rice ...
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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Bananas And Cream
(Kinky Friedman)
Well, a long time ago in old Tokyo
By the softly flowing stream
I left her there with the stars in her hair
On the other side of a dream.
Well, I traveled through with a heart full of blue
Never quite making my way
Till I come upon a strawberry blonde
Living in Pittsburgh, P.A.
Ah, bananas and rice they used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Oh, bananas and rice they used to be nice
But now it's bananas an cream.
I stood hypnotized, I stared in her eyes,
She smiled and I suddenly knew
If I made her my bride then the other side
0f my dream would finally come true.
Ah, bananas and rice they used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Oh, oh, bananas and rice they used to be nice
But now it's bananas and cream.
Well, a long time ago in old Tokyo
By the softly flowing stream
I left her there with the stars in her hair
On the other side of a dream.
Ah, bananas and rice they used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Oh, bananas and rice they used to be nice
But now it's bananas and cream.
Bananas and rice used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Oh, oh, bananas and rice they used to be nice
But now it's bananas and cream.
Bananas and rice used to be nice
On the other side of a dream.
Bananas and rice ...
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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In Every Dream Home (A Nightmare)
The guy who lives upstairs
Is an actor so they say, or maybe worse
They say he changed his name
'cause someone with the same name made it first
His girlfriend come to stay
we hear her screams and think that they rehearse
so maybe it's a play
or maybe someone's really getting hurt
Look round every home town
every nice house-every fair deal
every good job-every square meal
in every dream home
a nightmare
The girlwho lives next door
is a model so they say though I'm not sure
She never seems to work
though clothes she wears suggest that she's not poor
She seems to be well known
with man friends always coming to her door
But they don't look her type
And she don't look the type to be a whore
Look round every home town
every nice house-every fair deal
every good job-every square meal
in every dream home
a nightmare
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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In Every Dream Home
The guy who lives upstairs
Is an actor so they say, or maybe worse
They say he changed his name
'cause someone with the same name made it first
His girlfriend come to stay
We hear her screams and think that they rehearse
So maybe it's a play
Or maybe someone's really getting hurt
Look round every home town
Every nice house - every fair deal
Every good job - every square meal
In every dream home
A nightmare
The girl who lives next door
Is a model so they say though i'm not sure
She never seems to work
Though clothes she wears suggest that she's not poor
She seems to be well known
With man friends always coming to her door
But they don't look her type
And she don't look the type to be a whore
Look round every home town
Every nice house - every fair deal
Every good job - every square meal
In every dream home
A nightmare
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Nice
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
Verse 1
Take the beautiful sting of a scorpio,
A careless smile and it begins to snow,
And it hurts me to think that you might never know,
That I've got this thing about you,
In case you don't understand,
There's something else I meant to tell you!
Chorus
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
Verse 2
Staying up with the moon,
And walking home in the rain,
Mixed with your perfume and never twice the same,
I got a lot to lose but everything to gain,
When I really think about it You haven't got a clue,
It's all that I can do to hide it!
Chorus
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
Verse 3
Did I already say?
Because you make me forget,
I might as well be brave and tell you,
And it hurts me to think that you might never know,
Will it hurt as much being true?
I might as well be brave and tell you!
Chorus
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
There is nothing better than being with you,
And I'm feeling so Nice!
There is nowhere better than here with you,
And it's feeling so Nice!
Yeah i'm feeling,
And it's feeling So nice!
song performed by by Duran Duran
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A Plea
Treat me nice, Miss Mandy Jane,
Treat me nice.
Dough my love has tu'ned my brain,
Treat me nice.
I ain't done a t'ing to shame,
Lovahs all ac's jes' de same;
Don't you know we ain't to blame?
Treat me nice!
Cose I know I 's talkin' wild;
Treat me nice;
I cain't talk no bettah, child,
Treat me nice;
Whut a pusson gwine to do,
Wen he come a-cou'tin' you
All a-trimblin' thoo and thoo?
Please be nice.
Reckon I mus' go de paf
Othahs do:
Lovahs lingah, ladies laff;
Mebbe you
Do' mean all the things you say,
An' pu'haps some latah day
W'en I baig you ha'd, you may
Treat me nice!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Airtalk
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Its sad that air is the only thing we share,
No matter how close we are theres always air between us.
Its also nice that airs something we all share,
No matter how far apart we are an air links us.
Its sad that past is something we can never share,
No matter how close we are the past is between us.
But its also nice that without the past
Wed have never known each other,
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together.
Yes, its very nice to have someone to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our past but we have our future to share.
Its sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear,
No matter how close we are its easy to despair.
Its also nice that you and I know its what we all share,
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care.
Theres something very nice to have something to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share.
Yes, theres something very nice to have something to care,
Theres something very nice to have someone to share.
We may not share our language but we have the world to share.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Airtalk
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Its sad that air is the only thing we share,
No matter how close we are theres always air between us.
Its also nice that airs something we all share,
No matter how far apart we are an air links us.
Its sad that past is something we can never share,
No matter how close we are the past is between us.
But its also nice that without the past
Wed have never known each other,
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together.
Yes, its very nice to have someone to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our past but we have our future to share.
Its sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear,
No matter how close we are its easy to despair.
Its also nice that you and I know its what we all share,
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care.
Theres something very nice to have something to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share.
Yes, theres something very nice to have something to care,
Theres something very nice to have someone to share.
We may not share our language but we have the world to share.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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My Sort O' Man
I don't believe in 'ristercrats
An' never did, you see;
The plain ol' homelike sorter folks
Is good enough fur me.
O' course, I don't desire a man
To be too tarnal rough,
But then, I think all folks should know
When they air nice enough.
Now there is folks in this here world,
From peasant up to king,
Who want to be so awful nice
They overdo the thing.
That's jest the thing that makes me sick,
An' quicker 'n a wink
I set it down that them same folks
Ain't half so good 's you think.
I like to see a man dress nice,
In clothes becomin' too;
I like to see a woman fix
As women orter to do;
An' boys an' gals I like to see
Look fresh an' young an' spry.--
We all must have our vanity
An' pride before we die.
But I jedge no man by his clothes,--
Nor gentleman nor tramp;
The man that wears the finest suit
May be the biggest scamp,
An' he whose limbs air clad in rags
That make a mournful sight,
In life's great battle may have proved
A hero in the fight.
I don't believe in 'ristercrats;
I like the honest tan
That lies upon the healthful cheek
An' speaks the honest man;
I like to grasp the brawny hand
That labor's lips have kissed,
For he who has not labored here
Life's greatest pride has missed:
The pride to feel that yore own strength
Has cleaved fur you the way
To heights to which you were not born,
But struggled day by day.
What though the thousands sneer an' scoff,
An' scorn yore humble birth?
Kings are but puppets; you are king
By right o' royal worth.
The man who simply sits an' waits
Fur good to come along,
Ain't worth the breath that one would take
To tell him he is wrong.
Fur good ain't flowin' round this world
Fur every fool to sup;
You 've got to put yore see-ers on,
An' go an' hunt it up.
Good goes with honesty, I say,
To honour an' to bless;
To rich an' poor alike it brings
A wealth o' happiness.
The 'ristercrats ain't got it all,
Fur much to their su'prise,
That's one of earth's most blessed things
They can't monopolize.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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