A Better Type of Crime (To a Moral Prig)
You're mistaken if you think I'm kind,
One day I'll rob you, steal you blind,
I'll take everything that you have got,
Kick you in the gutter, and there you'll rot! !
You make me sick with your bourgeois ways
And the way you think insincerity pays,
An INNOCENT crime would be a relief -
I'm raising my glass to a good, honest thief! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Crime Pays
Music: hall
Lyrics: hall/oates/s. allen
I know you know all the pros and cons
They help you get to everything you want
Greasing policemen bending all the rules
Make them an offer that they cant refuse
One crime baby I cant forgive
The kind that hurts where I live
Im a nice guy I try to wait and see
If youll get caught or go free
You stole my heart and left me blue
It look like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seem like crime pays
Crime pays
Beat the heat but you couldnt pay me off
Youre staying cool no matter what it costs
You get caught youll never do the time
I have to say youve got a way with one crime baby I cant forgive
The kind that hurts where I live
Its all too clear but I still dont see
Why all the guilty go free
You stole my heart and left me blue
It look like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seems like crime pays
Crime pays
It seems like crime pays
Crime pays
Catch a thief and let her go
You wont get back the love she stole
Shake her down but she dont mind
cause she commit the perfect crime ok, ok
You know I know youre a pro and con artiste
Oh baby youre a false alarm
Why do I try to play it by the rules
I was the victim but Im not a fool
You stole my heart and left me blue
It looks like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seems like crime pays
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Kick, Kick, Kick.
When hurt kick,
When lonely kick,
When embaressed kick,
When happy kick,
When sad kick,
When nervous kick,
When laughing kick,
When crying kick,
When sick kick,
When playing kick,
When dead kick...
If you can!
I mean, what are those feet for?
Kick, kick, kick...
If you still can!
poem by Azeem AbdulRahim
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Thief Of Hearts
You can lock up all the doors
Pull up the covers
Turn out the lights
I'll know where you are
It's alright
You can go head and hide
You know you can't keep me out
I'll find my way
I'm here to stay
Even the cops can't save you now
Hey, baby, there's nothing you can do
Hey, baby, it's isn't up to you
Chorus:
I am the thief of hearts
Don't hide or try to run
I'll play the part, I'm the thief of hearts
I've come to steal your love
You can hold on to your heart
You ain't gonna win
Go ahead and draw the blind
I'm still coming in
Hey, baby, I'm gonna wear you down
Hey, baby, Better listen to me now
Chorus:
I am the thief of hearts
The shadow on your wall
The whisper in your ear
The footsteps in the hall
I am the thief of hearts
Don't hide or try to run
I'll play the part, I'm the thief of hearts
I'm gonna steal your love
Hey, baby, there's nothing you can do
Hey, baby, you know there ain't no use
Chorus:
I am the thief of hearts
I'm guilty of the charge
You can throw away the keys
And double up the bars
I am the thief of hearts
Don't hide or try to run
I'll play the part, I'm the thief of hearts
I'm gonna steal your love
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Theft of people
I am not a thief;
I don’t steal anything.
I am still a thief;
I steal people for me.
I coax others clients
To switch over to me..
I steal women’s heart
Unknown to their partners.
Paramours and elopers
Are more than a thief.
Theft of kinds is
Less a threat to us
Than the theft of peoplf.
07.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The gravity of the crime
To steal something from someone is a crime.
The gravity of the crime is in tune
With the value the owner had for it
And the faith he has displayed in the thief.
05.01.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To Get That Money
to get that money
make that money
steal that money
go to jail.
to get that jewelry
make that money
steal that jewelry
go to jail
banker man,
understand
steal that money
go to jail.
wallstreet man
understand,
steal that money
go to jail.
mr. thief
it's my belief
steal that money
go to jail.
mr. crime
I ain't lyin'
steal that money
go to jail.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Too Official
Give someone some piece of your mind.
Shine it, shine what youve been assigned.
Has your identity sold out?
Sit in the back and make no sound,
this earth will swallow you down.
Honest it makes you sick.
You dont act on what you thinks right.
Honestly want to kick down,
doors that keep you in.
Let your hair down.
Sometimes relax your stiff posture.
Or so they say, all work no play make you dull.
Chance to change the patterns were born to.
A fear of appearing too concerned,
try to speak, but the words just get stuck.
Honest it makes you sick.
You dont act on what you thinks right.
Honestly want to kick down,
doors that keep you in.
Each time you get to raise your hand for changes you dont know your luck,
so put yourself to use like,
you were taught by, by your heroes.
You speak your mind, thats something.
You speak your mind, thats something.
We dont get it too often
song performed by by Quicksand
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A Thief May Steal Irreplaceable Possessions
A thief
is a man
woman
child
in need
who may steal
more than
your possessions.
He She may steal
your time moment
which is irreplaceable.
He She may offer
nothing except
his her naked need
to take possess
steal while offering
no sincerity
trust loyalty
friendship faith joy
or inspiration.
Only the naked need
to covert corrupt
ridicule manipulate
that cannot share
give uplift
or honour anything
except a thief
more cunning
exploiting
or blatant
than himself
herself.
A thief may steal
irreplaceable possessions
character thoughts
harmony sanity of mind.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Bourgeois Blues
(Huddie LedbetterAlan Lomax)
(G7) - (C7) - (G) - (D7)
(G7) Me and my wife went all over town
And everywhere we went people turned us down
Lord, in a (C7) bourgeois town
It's a (G) bourgeois town
I got the (D7) bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all a- (G) round
Home of the brave, land of the free
I don't wanna be mistreated by no bourgeoisie
Lord, in a bourgeois town
Uhm, the bourgeois town
I got the bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all around
Well, me and my wife we were standing upstairs
We heard the white man say ?I don't want no niggers up there?
Lord, in a bourgeois town
Uhm, bourgeois town
I got the bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all around
Well, them white folks in Washington they know how
To call a colored man a nigger just to see him bow
Lord, it's a bourgeois town
Uhm, the bourgeois town
I got the bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all around
I tell all the colored folks to listen to me
Don't try to find you no home in Washington, DC
?Cause it's a bourgeois town
Uhm, the bourgeois town
I got the bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all around
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Thief! ! !
You are a thief
THIEF, THIEF, THIEF
Thief from bones and soul
Thief till dust and ash
THIEF, THIEF, THIEF
Thief who steals and shouts
Thief who cheats and hides
You have a pride
A pride of THIEF
You have an ethic
An ethic of THIEF
You have rules
Rules of THIEF
You take what you want
And run from everyone
Irresponsible about what you’ve done
Leave this mess to be blown
THIEF, THIEF, THIEF
There’s nothing real
From your belonging
You’re just a thief
And why I should follow a thief
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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U Thief, U Stole My Heart
U thief, U stole my heart
Oh, the grief, i am torn all apart
U thief, U stole my heart
Oh, the brief encounter, i should have known it would b
bad from the start
U thief, U stole my heart
Oh, the relief, i don't have 2 let u in, I guess even though
i will b lonely, i win
U thief, U stole my heart
Oh, the belief, y do i dare, y do i even care
U thief, U stole my heart
Oh, the mischief, i saw the signs, but i chose not 2 read
between the lines
U thief, U stole my heart
Like the falling leaf, i will just have 2 make a new start
poem by Wendy A. Bartko
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Bourgeois Blues
(huddie ledbetter/alan lomax)
(g7) - (c7) - (g) - (d7)
(g7) me and my wife went all over town
And everywhere we went people turned us down
Lord, in a (c7) bourgeois town
Its a (g) bourgeois town
I got the (d7) bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all a- (g) round
Home of the brave, land of the free
I dont wanna be mistreated by no bourgeoisie
Lord, in a bourgeois town
Uhm, the bourgeois town
I got the bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all around
Well, me and my wife we were standing upstairs
We heard the white man say i dont want no niggers up there
Lord, in a bourgeois town
Uhm, bourgeois town
I got the bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all around
Well, them white folks in washington they know how
To call a colored man a nigger just to see him bow
Lord, its a bourgeois town
Uhm, the bourgeois town
I got the bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all around
I tell all the colored folks to listen to me
Dont try to find you no home in washington, dc
cause its a bourgeois town
Uhm, the bourgeois town
I got the bourgeois blues
Gonna spread the news all around
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Upon The Thief
The thief, when he doth steal, thinks he doth gain;
Yet then the greatest loss he doth sustain.
Come, thief, tell me thy gains, but do not falter.
When summ'd, what comes it to more than the halter?
Perhaps, thou'lt say, The halter I defy;
So thou may'st say, yet by the halter die.
Thou'lt say, Then there's an end; no, pr'ythee, hold,
He was no friend of thine that thee so told.
Hear thou the Word of God, that will thee tell,
Without repentance thieves must go to hell.
But should it be as thy false prophet says,
Yet nought but loss doth come by thievish ways.
All honest men will flee thy company,
Thou liv'st a rogue, and so a rogue will die.
Innocent boldness thou hast none at all,
Thy inward thoughts do thee a villain call.
Sometimes when thou liest warmly on thy bed,
Thou art like one unto the gallows led.
Fear, as a constable, breaks in upon thee,
Thou art as if the town was up to stone thee.
If hogs do grunt, or silly rats do rustle,
Thou art in consternation, think'st a bustle
By men about the door, is made to take thee,
And all because good conscience doth forsake thee.
Thy case is most deplorably so bad,
Thou shunn'st to think on't, lest thou should'st be mad.
Thou art beset with mischiefs every way,
The gallows groaneth for thee every day.
Wherefore, I pr'ythee, thief, thy theft forbear,
Consult thy safety, pr'ythee, have a care.
If once thy head be got within the noose,
'Twill be too late a longer life to choose.
As to the penitent thou readest of,
What's that to them who at repentance scoff.
Nor is that grace at thy command or power,
That thou should'st put it off till the last hour.
I pr'ythee, thief, think on't, and turn betime;
Few go to life who do the gallows climb.
poem by John Bunyan
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The Dog Wonders
Kick the dog, they kick the dog
Living a life worse than a dog
Shabby smoky hopeless hogs
Used to the lives in the bogs!
The dog is innocent, it’s so good
It scours the streets for food
These guys are dingy, dark and morose
They kick the dog when it’s too close!
The dog wonders what it has done
Why the hell do they kick him?
Is it hatred or a moronic fun?
The dog is baffled by their whim!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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The thief who has no opportunity to steal thinks he is an honest man.
Even If they Have to Steal Images
I am sorry Mister Thief.
But it is difficult for me to believe,
You are here to protect your integrity.
Not with a water gun you are trying to pass,
As a weapon.
And that nylon stocking pulled over your head,
Has a run in it over your right eye.
Now...
Let me show you my loaded 45!
Mr. Thief?
Mister Thief?
Has it come to this?
People are desperate,
To keep their good intentions...
At any cost!
Even if they have to steal images.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take Me Back
I shoulda seen it coming
I shoulda seen the signs
Didn't really think that she needs me
Must've 'bin blind
She didn't give me a warning
Said I shouldn't treat you wrong
But when I woke up this mornin'
She was gone gone gone
She said...
Take me back won't ya
Take me back won't ya
I'll change my ways
Take me back won't ya
Take me back won't ya
I'm not the same
She didn't tell me about it
Am I supposed to read your mind
You make me get up and shout it
It's a crime crime crime
I shoulda seen it coming
I shoulda seen the signs
Didn't really think that she needs me
Must've 'bin blind
She said...
Take me back won't ya
Take me back won't ya
I'll change my ways
Take me back won't ya
Take me back won't ya
I'm not the same
Won't ya take me back
Won't ya take me back
song performed by by Bryan Adams from Cuts Like A Knife
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Mere Honesty
A watchman who is honest
Is still as much a thief
If he overlooks someone
Who steal under his nose.
(01.02.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mistaken Identity
Undercover cop car
Came screeching to a halt
Body lying on the ground
Must be someones fault
Circumstantial evidence
Seemed to point her way
Her right to remain silent
Was all she heard them say
Blue dress, blue eyes
Blonde hair, about five foot nine
Wrong place, wrong time
Wrong face, wrong crime
(chorus):
Mistaken identity
Could happen to you or to me
Mistaken identity
Mistaken identity
Could happen to you or to me
Mistaken identity
Mistaken identity
(I didnt do it, no, I didnt do it)
No money for a lawyer
To defend her case
Standing in the line-up
Tears rolling down her face
No one cared to listen
Someone had to take the heat
Sometimes theres no justice
When youre a victim of the street
Wrong place, wrong time
Wrong face, wrong crime (x4)
(chorus):
Tu ut tu tu tu...tu ut tut tu tu
They didnt even say
Im sorry
Tried to put her away
In a hurry
Dont make her pay the price
Shes not guilty
(guilty)
For someone elses crime
Set her free
(set her free)
I didnt
I didnt
I didnt do it no (x4)
(chorus out)
song performed by by Donna Summer
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