On A Corkscrew
Though I, alas! a prisoner be,
My trade is prisoners to set free.
No slave his lord's commands obeys
With such insinuating ways.
My genius piercing, sharp, and bright,
Wherein the men of wit delight.
The clergy keep me for their ease,
And turn and wind me as they please.
A new and wondrous art I show
Of raising spirits from below;
In scarlet some, and some in white;
They rise, walk round, yet never fright.
In at each mouth the spirits pass,
Distinctly seen as through a glass:
O'er head and body make a rout,
And drive at last all secrets out;
And still, the more I show my art,
The more they open every heart.
A greater chemist none than I
Who, from materials hard and dry,
Have taught men to extract with skill
More precious juice than from a still.
Although I'm often out of case,
I'm not ashamed to show my face.
Though at the tables of the great
I near the sideboard take my seat;
Yet the plain 'squire, when dinner's done,
Is never pleased till I make one;
He kindly bids me near him stand,
And often takes me by the hand.
I twice a-day a-hunting go;
Nor ever fail to seize my foe;
And when I have him by the poll,
I drag him upwards from his hole;
Though some are of so stubborn kind,
I'm forced to leave a limb behind.
I hourly wait some fatal end;
For I can break, but scorn to bend.
poem by Jonathan Swift
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Red
Place that bayonet in my hand,
And fill this pouch with lead;
Show me the blood and leave me, and let me
Stand
By my dead.
Cover those staring eyes and go
And stab in the red, red rain.
Show me that blood and leave me. They groan
In the snow.
With the pain.
Cover his head with a scarlet cloak,
And run to your scarlet strife,
Show me that blood and leave me, where white
Snows choke
Out the life.
Turn his face to the sanguine skies,
The skies where the red stars move.
Show me that blood and leave me; a dead man lies
With his love.
poem by Leon Gellert
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One Minute Man
[missy]
Ooooooh, i don't want i don't need i can't stand no minute man
I don't want no minute man
Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
I don't want no minute man
Ohh, ohh, uhh, oooh
Ohh, ohh..
Ohh, ohh, uhh, oooh
Ohh, ohh..
[missy]
Boy i'ma make you love me, make you want me
And i'ma give you some attention, tonight
Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin
See i'ma keep you all night, for a long time
Just start countin the ways
[chorus]
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause i don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause i don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause i don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause i don't want, no..
[missy]
Tonight i'ma give it to you, throw it to you
I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes)
Boy it's been a long time, a crazy long time
And i don't want no minute man, and that's real
Give it to me some more
[chorus]
[jay-z]
Fifty grand i get this on one take (hova)
Look, i'm not tryin to give you love and affection (uh-huh)
I'm tryin to give you sixty seconds of perfection (uh-huh)
I'm tryin to give you cabfare and directions
Get your +independent+ ass out of here - question?
I'm not your man, not ralph tresvant
Not ronnie romance.. no ma
I'm tryin to hit you then put you in the middle of the round
Like i'm roberto duran.. no mas
Six a.m. another chick in the house (put your hands up)
6:15 another chick kicked you out (put your hands up)
Spend one minute tryin to dig her out
The other fourteen tryin to "put it in her mouth"
The dick too chubby, too much'll make you love me
Now be a nice wifey and run home to your hubby
Cause we, both knowin what we doin is wrong
Don't forget to put your ring back on {*quiet laughter*}
[missy]
Ooooooh, i don't want i don't need i can't stand no minute man
I don't want no minute man
Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
I don't want no minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause i don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause i don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause i don't want, no one minute man
Break-break me off, break break me off
Break break me off, show me what you got
Break me off, show me what you got..
Break me off, show me what you got..
Break me off, show me what you got..
Break me off, break break me off
song performed by by Missy Elliott
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Show Yourself
When I was small I used to stand
With my hand on my heart
And I would sing to you
You were my son and my lover
My father and my brother
I beleived in you
It was so easy then
It was so easy then
But where are you now
It seems like you cant hear me anymore
Maybe youre just getting too old
But do you remember
201 years ago
When you were young
How strong you had become
Promising every one you sweet gift of freedom,
Now you know exactly who I am
I seem to tell you all the time
Now tell me some kind of truth about yourself
Your life should be as opena s mine
There are children dying for you
That doesnt sound like freedom to me
You keep lyin about why theyre dyin
When they should be concieved in liberty
Show yourself
Show yourself to me
Youre the one that told me
Remember
You told me I was born to be free
Open all your doors I want to see
All your doors and your keys
I want to see I want to hear you
All 88 keys yeah
Oh give it to me
Show yourself
Show yourself to me
I want to see tha stars and the stripes
That can make those things scream
Show yourself
Show yourself to me
Expose yourself I wanna see your face
Come on give it to me
Show yourself
Show yourself to me
Are you rca
Are you standard oil
Are you a.t.&t. I wanna see
Give it to me if you got one
I wanna see come on and show yourself
Who runs this? who runs this country?
Show me
Show yourself
Give it to me
Show yourself to me
I want to know I wanna see
Give it to me show yourself
Show yourself to me
I want you know I wanna see
Give it to me show yourself
Show yourself to me
Who runs it? who runs it around?
Show me show me show your face to me
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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The Statesmen
How blest the land that counts among
Her sons so many good and wise,
To execute great feats of tongue
When troubles rise.
Behold them mounting every stump,
By speech our liberty to guard.
Observe their courage--see them jump,
And come down hard!
'Walk up, walk up!' each cries aloud,
'And learn from me what you must do
To turn aside the thunder cloud,
The earthquake too.
'Beware the wiles of yonder quack
Who stuffs the ears of all that pass.
I--I alone can show that black
Is white as grass.'
They shout through all the day and break
The silence of the night as well.
They'd make--I wish they'd go and make--
Of Heaven a Hell.
A advocates free silver, B
Free trade and C free banking laws.
Free board, clothes, lodging would from me
Win wamr applause.
Lo, D lifts up his voice: 'You see
The single tax on land would fall
On all alike.' More evenly
No tax at all.
'With paper money,' bellows E,
'We'll all be rich as lords.' No doubt--
And richest of the lot will be
The chap without.
As many 'cures' as addle-wits
Who know not what the ailment is!
Meanwhile the patient foams and spits
Like a gin fizz.
Alas, poor Body Politic,
Your fate is all too clearly read:
To be not altogether quick,
Nor very dead.
You take your exercise in squirms,
Your rest in fainting fits between.
'Tis plain that your disorder's worms--
Worms fat and lean.
Worm Capital, Worm Labor dwell
Within your maw and muscle's scope.
Their quarrels make your life a Hell,
Your death a hope.
God send you find not such an end
To ills however sharp and huge!
God send you convalesce! God send
You vermifuge.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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The Statesmen
How blest the land that counts among
Her sons so many good and wise,
To execute great feats of tongue
When troubles rise.
Behold them mounting every stump
Our liberty by speech to guard.
Observe their courage:-see them jump
And come down hard!
'Walk up, walk up!' each cries aloud,
'And learn from me what you must do
To turn aside the thunder cloud,
The earthquake too.
'Beware the wiles of yonder quack
Who stuffs the ears of all that pass.
I-I alone can show that black
Is white as grass.'
They shout through all the day and break
The silence of the night as well.
They'd make-I wish they'd _go_ and make
Of Heaven a Hell.
A advocates free silver, B
Free trade and C free banking laws.
Free board, clothes, lodging would from me
Win warm applause.
Lo, D lifts up his voice: 'You see
The single tax on land would fall
On all alike.' More evenly
No tax at all.
'With paper money' bellows E
'We'll all be rich as lords.' No doubt
And richest of the lot will be
The chap without.
As many 'cures' as addle wits
Who know not what the ailment is!
Meanwhile the patient foams and spits
Like a gin fizz.
Alas, poor Body Politic,
Your fate is all too clearly read:
To be not altogether quick,
Nor very dead.
You take your exercise in squirms,
Your rest in fainting fits between.
'T is plain that your disorder's worms
Worms fat and lean.
Worm Capital, Worm Labor dwell
Within your maw and muscle's scope.
Their quarrels make your life a Hell,
Your death a hope.
God send you find not such an end
To ills however sharp and huge!
God send you convalesce! God send
You vermifuge.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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John Barleycorn: A Ballad
There was three kings unto the east,
Three kings both great and high,
And they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn should die.
They took a plough and plough'd him down,
Put clods upon his head,
And they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn was dead.
But the cheerful Spring came kindly on,
And show'rs began to fall;
John Barleycorn got up again,
And sore surpris'd them all.
The sultry suns of Summer came,
And he grew thick and strong;
His head weel arm'd wi' pointed spears,
That no one should him wrong.
The sober Autumn enter'd mild,
When he grew wan and pale;
His bending joints and drooping head
Show'd he bagan to fail.
His colour sicken'd more and more,
He faded into age;
And then his enemies began
To show their deadly rage.
They've taen a weapon, long and sharp,
And cut him by the knee;
Then tied him fast upon a cart,
Like a rogue for forgerie.
They laid him down upon his back,
And cudgell'd him full sore;
They hung him up before the storm,
And turn'd him o'er and o'er.
They filled up a darksome pit
With water to the brim;
They heaved in John Barleycorn,
There let him sink or swim.
They laid him out upon the floor,
To work him further woe;
And still, as signs of life appear'd,
They toss'd him to and fro.
They wasted, o'er a scorching flame,
The marrow of his bones;
But a miller us'd him worst of all,
For he crush'd him between two stones.
And they hae taen his very heart's blood,
And drank it round and round;
And still the more and more they drank,
Their joy did more abound.
John Barleycorn was a hero bold,
Of noble enterprise;
For if you do but taste his blood,
'Twill make your courage rise.
'Twill make a man forget his woe;
'Twill heighten all his joy;
'Twill make the widow's heart to sing,
Tho' the tear were in her eye.
Then let us toast John Barleycorn,
Each man a glass in hand;
And may his great posterity
Ne'er fail in old Scotland!
poem by Robert Burns
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Path Of Mirrors
They walk so close to you, yet so far away
Their eyes are lost, their faces fixed like stone
They walk behind the mirrors and here they shall stay
You walk with other souls liveng, breathing, yet for them they are alone
You walk through the hall way down the path of glass
You watch as they walk on into eternity, into the dark
They walk there behind the glass,
People around you going through leaving their mark.
They walk past your reflection as if you never saw
They walk through time as if time weren’t there
They know you would never aproach them
They know you would never dare.
They walk through the glass and look straight ahead,
They know nothing lies ahead, yet they know they can not turn back,
So they walk into nothing instead,
Passing you so all you see is their back.
You pause infront of the glass looking looking past,
You know that you shall not join them you know it is not your fate
You think about the footsteps you take, wondering which shall be your last,
You walk on again only thinking of their fate
Their faces emotionless the souls so cold,
You think of how you own skin feels, so warm,
You watch as the move like action figures made from a mold,
All the same, all waiting out the storm
The storm of life, the storm of death,
You walk along side them as they walk past everyone,
They watch ahead never turning, never looking above,
They turn to noone.
You walk along beside them as they take no notice to lifes dance,
They only walk past, walk through the mirrors of fate,
Kepping one great stance,
You watch people finding their fate.
Their faces so still, alone in the world, without hope
You watch them walk on, you watch them pass
You see their unmoving faces, as they walk up the endless slope
They walk along, behind the glass.
You turn to watch as their souls move on,
You reach out your hand to touch the glass,
Only to feel the glass is gone,
You watch as your hand passes through the glass.
As you hand melts through one by one the spirits turn,
One takes your hand and pulls your arm through,
More spirits feel your presence and more turn,
They watch as you melt through.
You watch your world leave as you leave it,
You have found you fate and not you are here along with them,
They walk on as you pull your body through, leaving behind the sweater of life you knit,
You have come and joined them.
You look back at the mirror to look at your face,
And you see your eyes becoming lost,
As you enter their race,
The race that shall never end, the race through eternity, for now you are lost
You skin feels so cold you face feels so hard,
You walk with them, as one
As you emotions turn hard,
In true time you are done.
You walk with them, walk alone
They walk so close to you, yet so far away
As everything becomes an endless drone,
For now you are here to stay.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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A Path To Follow
When your spirits at its lowest
and there seems no one to turn to
Just go to our Lord to see you through.
He will lift your spirits
and help you through
those troubled times that bother you.
He will relieve the sadness
that clouds your mind with uncertainty.
Show you the light you have waited for,
give you a path to follow that will lead you
from the darkness that seems to plague your life.
Open your heart to him
and he will show you a better life to be found.
Just go to our Lord and he will see you
through the darkness that clouds your mind.
5 October 2008
poem by David Harris
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I Would Be Your Slave
Walking in the snowy street
Let me understand
Drifting down a silent park
Stumbling over land
Open up your heart to me
Show me who you are
And I would be your slave
Do you sleep in quietude?
Do you walk in peace?
Do you laugh out loud at me?
No one else that is free
Open up your heart to me
Show me all you are
And I would be your slave
I dont sit around and wait
I dont give a damn
I dont see the point at all
No footprints in the sand
I bet you laugh out loud at me
A chance to strike me down
Give me peace of mind at last
Show me all you are
Open up your heart to me
And I would be your slave
I dont sit and wait
I dont give a damn
I dont see the point at all
No footprints in the sand
I would give you all my love
Nothing else is free
Open up your heart to me
And I would be your slave
song performed by by David Bowie
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Show Me Thy Ways, O Lord
(words & music hazel shade)
Show me thy ways, o lord
Show me thy ways, o lord
Help me love when Im hated
Spread joy unabated
Show me thy ways, o lord
Jesus was more than just a man from galilee
Christ the son of god, he died for you and me
They scorched him and walked him upon in delight (? )
Still jesus loved them, forgave and he cried
Show me thy ways, o lord
Show me thy ways, o lord
Help me love when Im hated
Spread joy unabated
Show me thy ways, o lord
Show me thy ways, o lord
Help me love when Im hated
Spread joy unabated
Show me thy ways, o lord
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Popcorn Box
There's a black girl singin' in the morning before church
cause she wants things just right
There's a white boy holdin' his head
cause he stayed out too late last night
At the same time Mamma's yellin'
move your asses or I'll leave you behind
The god lord don't wait for sinners all day
especially sinners of your kind.
CHORUS:
The old days
The old ways of the drive-in picture show.
It's a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we'd surely go.
The picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don't see a thing.
Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box,
at the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes)
I love you, could you, hold me tight,
like we're pretending it ain't about black or white.
Sun burns hot early in the morning
small town, best hush my mouth.
We've all got closets that we live in.
Down at Baker's house
the right fun with the wrong one
that's things we don't talk about.
Hell always seems to rise to the surface
on that you can count.
CHORUS:
The old days
The old ways of the drive-in picture show
It's a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we'd surely go
the picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don't see a thing.
Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box,
at the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes)
I love you, could you, hold me tight,
like we're pretending it ain't about black or white.
Young man makes a young man's stand,
tries to stand up tall.
Old man from the same clan
bangs his head against the wall.
Life's rough, it just get's tougher
but that ain't no thing, it's always one thing
or another, let me tell you brother....
Shut your mouth boy and sing.
CHORUS:
The old days
The old ways of the drive-in picture show
It's a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we'd surely go
the picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don't see a thing.
Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box,
at the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes)
I love you, could you, hold me tight,
like we're pretending it ain't about black or white.
I love you, could you, hold me tight,
like we're pretending it ain't about black or white.
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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John Barleycorn
There was three kings into the east,
Three kings both great and high,
And they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn should die.
They took a plough and plough'd him down,
Put clods upon his head,
And they hae sworn a solemn oath
John Barleycorn was dead.
But the cheerful Spring came kindly on,
And show'rs began to fall;
John Barleycorn got up again,
And sore surpris'd them all.
The sultry suns of Summer came,
And he grew thick and strong;
His head weel arm'd wi' pointed spears,
That no one should him wrong.
The sober Autumn enter'd mild,
When he grew wan and pale;
His bending joints and drooping head
Show'd he began to fail.
His colour sicken'd more and more,
He faded into age;
And then his enemies began
To show their deadly rage.
They've taen a weapon, long and sharp,
And cut him by the knee;
Then tied him fast upon a cart,
Like a rogue for forgerie.
They laid him down upon his back,
And cudgell'd him full sore;
They hung him up before the storm,
And turned him o'er and o'er.
They filled up a darksome pit
With water to the brim;
They heaved in John Barleycorn,
There let him sink or swim.
They laid him out upon the floor,
To work him farther woe;
And still, as signs of life appear'd,
They toss'd him to and fro.
They wasted, o'er a scorching flame,
The marrow of his bones;
But a miller us'd him worst of all,
For he crush'd him between two stones.
And they hae taen his very heart's blood,
And drank it round and round;
And still the more and more they drank,
Their joy did more abound.
John Barleycorn was a hero bold,
Of noble enterprise;
For if you do but taste his blood,
'Twill make your courage rise.
'Twill make a man forget his woe;
'Twill heighten all his joy;
'Twill make the widow's heart to sing,
Tho' the tear were in her eye.
Then let us toast John Barleycorn,
Each man a glass in hand;
And may his great posterity
Ne'er fail in old Scotland!
poem by Robert Burns (1782)
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Show Me
Once I needed your love
But that was just one thing left on my mind
Then I needed to feel you near me
You said:dont have the time.
The cowboys at the rodeo
The rhine-stones on that romeo
Your theme tune on the radio
Souvenirs that only go to
_ chorus:
Show me, show me
Show me that your mine
Show me, show me
Give me just one sign
Show me, show me
Second that emotion
Show me, show me love
Since were skimming the surface darling
Nows time to get in deep
Youve opened up the envelope
But theres still one secret you keep
A pirate station or the late night show
A sunken ship with a rich cargo
Buried treasure that the four winds blow
Wind and rain it only goes to
_ chorus
Some things are hidden
Some things youll see
Make me know
Signal to me
Nine out of ten, in every case
She might look pretty but theres make up on her face
Show me, show me love
And you can be free
And you could be free. free. free.
Where are the diamonds?
Where are the curls?
Where are the things that you took from this world?
These are the diamonds
These are the curls
These are the things that you took from this world
song performed by by Abc
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I Am the Wind
I am the Wind,
I am a personification of freedom.
The whole Earth presents my kingdom.
That only one can be my wife
whose soul is free,
who understands my life.
Trust me and I’ll show you what freedom is.
But…don’t be in a hurry, please.
My gift of freedom is eternity,
it comes together with paternity.
My breathing is the God’s touch.
Just close your eyes
and you will feel so much.
I will open to you my face,
I will show you the grace
of the waves in the oceans and fields
made by my tender and elusive breath.
I will walk up and down your dress,
I will leave on your lips a hot kiss,
I will show your heart how to fly,
In my timid hugs you will never die.
I am the Wind,
I am refractory and love freedom,
I am the wonderer,
the Wind of wisdom.
I am an experienced lover.
Together with birds I hover
and then turn into a crazy hurricane.
The strength and power are in my vein.
Yes, my mood is so changeable,
but for you I can be so loveable.
Why my beauty you turned red?
I am yours. Aren’t you glad?
Don’t turn away your head!
I don’t know the word ‘no’.
If you don’t like me I will go.
But…if you give me your hand
I will show you the whole Land,
I will teach you the troubles to withstand.
I will fill your heart with love and belief,
you’ll be able to walk on any relief,
you will know how the seeds to sift,
freedom will be my wedding gift.
I am the Wind.
I am a personification of freedom.
It flows in my veins.
It will forever be retained.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Light Of The World
Lead vocal - graham dye
I am just a stranger, in a promised land
I am only learning a game with the rules I dont understand
Going round in circles, Ive been round before
I can walk no more
I can walk no more
I am just a drifter, in an open sea
But no matter how much I try, the tide will not turn for me
Going round in circles, till I reach the shore
I am blown by so many winds
I can take no more
I can take no more
Light of the world, I stand alone
Cause I could not see the light of the world
Show me the fire, in a true believers eye
I am just a dreamer, when I close my eyes
I can fly so close to the sun, that I can not see it rise
Going round in circles, in a silent sky
I am lost for so many worlds
I can not say why
I can not say why
Light of the world, I stand alone
Cause I could not see the light of the world
Show me the fire, in a true believers eye
Just a traveller, on an endless flight
But no matter which way I turn, I journey into the night
Going round in circles, till the mountains fall
To believe in so many truths
Makes no sense at all
Makes no sense at all
Light of the world, I stand alone
Cause I could not see the light of the world
I was afraid, cause I could not see the light of the world
Show me the fire, in a true believers eye
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Concrete Mind
Can I get a pass, from my wrongs?
Will you make me not forget?
Are you like a concrete mind,
That's permanently set?
Concrete mind won't wear out.
For when she has a crack.
She only fills in where it's split.
Your wrongs she'll always track.
I thought I would be honest
Lead a new way of life
To concrete mind this is a weapon
She'll use just like a knife
She'll just use it against you
You'll never live it down
Her life is like a circus
And you're the lonely clown
And when you try to fix
The things that have been broken
Concrete mind will take your wrongs
And use them like a token
Where did I go wrong you'll ask
In each and every way
So if you trip and stumble
Concrete mind will say:
“Go straight to jail,
Do not pass go
Be ashamed
You are so low
Just like scum,
You always rise
All of your truths
To me their lies
You past is now
You'll never change
Forgiveness a word
I find so strange
I will forgive
But not forget
My heart is hard
My mind is set
Show you mercy?
Show you grace?
Go find those things
Another place.
All you give.
I'll simply take.
I'll do this till,
Your will I break”
Concrete mind
Will you soften a bit?
I've tried so hard,
But I want to quit.
Like one step forward
And Ten steps back
You throw me a rope
Without any slack
Concrete mind
Can't you see
From your concrete prison
I can't break free
So concrete mind
I ask one last time
Will I ever pay the price
For my past crimes
Your concrete heart
Your concrete mind
Won't let me leave
My past behind
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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The Show Must Go On
Empty spaces - what are we living for
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on,
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens, Ill leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess Im learning, I must be warmer now
Ill soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark Im aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
Ill face it with a grin
Im never giving in
On - with the show -
Ill top the bill, Ill overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the -
On with the show -
The show must go on...
song performed by by Queen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Show Me Love
(spoken) Hello
This was an accident
Not the kind where sorrow sounds
Never even noticed
We're suddenly crumbling
Tell me how you've never felt
Delicate or innocent
Do you still have doubts that
Us having faith makes any sense
Tell me nothing ever counts
Lashing out or breaking down
Still somebody loses 'cause
There's no way to turn around
Staring at your photograph
Everything now in the past
Never felt so lonely
I wish that you could show me love
Shov me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til you open that door
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til I'm up off the floor
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til it's inside my pores
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til I'm screaming for more
Random acts of mindlessness
Commonplace occurences
Chances and surprises
Another state of consciousness
Tell me nothing ever counts
Lashing out or breaking down
Still somebody loses 'cause
There's no way to turn around
Tell me how you've never felt
Delicate or innocent
Do you still have doubts that
Us having faith makes any sense
You play games and play tricks
Girls and girls, but you the one
Like a game of pick-up-sticks
Played by f***in' lunatics
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til you open that door
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til I'm up off the floor
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til it's inside my pores
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til I'm screaming for more
Show me love
Show me love
Give me all that I want
Show me love
Show me love
Give me all that I want
Show me love
Show me love
Give me all that I want
Show me love
Show me love
'Til I'm screaming for more
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til you open the door
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til I'm up off the floor
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til it's inside my pores
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til I'm screaming for more
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til you open the door
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til I'm up off the floor
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til it's inside my pores
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
'Til I'm screaming for more
song performed by by Tatu
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ya Tvoya Ne Pervaya
hello...
hello...
do you see wind?
so what?
just look at the window.
so what?
it was sun yesterday
so what?
why are you always saying the same thing?
i am-answering machine.
Just to calm down,
silence is gold,
radio insomnia,
station parting.
who will get who,
coins will show?
who will be left to who,
by nerves, pills?
behind the windows at night
(she) will yell and break,
this doesn't count, this doesn't count.
(she is) faithful, not faithful,
i am not your first,
you are my sudden.
(you)show, show, show, show,
show, show me love.
(you) show, show, show, show
why, why am i with you.
(you)show, show, show,show
show, show me love.
(you)show, show, show, show
why, why am i with you.
i guess (someone) will refuse,
easier not to meet (not to introduce ourselves to each other)
who of us will refuse,
just to calm down.
girls like girls,
and then- sleepwalkers.
Numbers and narrows,
Chocolate bars, wrappings.
(she)will hide, cry,
will, say, scare.
this doesn't count
i am not your first
you are my sudden.
(you)show, show, show, show,
show, show me love.
(you)show, show, show, show,
why, why am i with you.
(you)show, show, show, show,
show, show me love.
(you)show, show, show,show,
why, why am i with you.
show, show me love.....
show me love......
song performed by by Tatu
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Show Me Your Heart
You always ask for flowers and candy, baby,
Never knowing I was your chocolate rose.
You always tell me that you like what Im wearing,
But you think I look better here without any clothes.
Get out of my head. show me your heart.
Get out of my head. show me your heart.
You play a game of attack and surrender.
Always leaving me halfway there.
Well Ive got something that you should remember.
Until you draw blood, baby, nobody cares.
Get out of my head. show me your heart.
Get out of my head. show me your heart.
Sometimes Id swear you were from venus, now, oh.
If I didnt already know your type.
Youd rather tell me youre an angel, darling,
Then show me by floating gracefully by.
Get out of my head. show me your heart.
Get out of my head, oh. and, show me your heart.
Get out, get out, get out of my head.
Yeah, and show me your heart.
Show me your, oh.
Get out of my head. and, show me your heart.
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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