there once was a man named glen
whom i knew way back then
he robbed a bank
did it for that skank
and now doing time in the pen
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Monster Skank
Chorus:
I want it I need it I'm headed out for something to break
I got it I'm feeling it I'm headed out on a monster skank
My feet are moving faster than my mind can do no thinking
My body's twisting in contortions that weren't meant to be
My head is spinning like a yo-yo that don't know no better
Off to the special place where there is only room for me
Have a little dance with a twist-hear you were hungry-eat a fist
Chorus
My mind paints pictures but I couldn't find no frame to fit it
Only an artist can create what he don't understand
I tried to tell you but you didn't have no time for reason
Off to my special place where only I am in command
What's to skank?-monster skank'n
Aye got something break'n-we've gone monster skank'n
Roses are red-violets are blues-you're uglier than a monkey-you should live
in a zoo
Chorus
Shoot off your mouth don't like what you said-here's my response a boot to
your head
The wise man feels no pressure then he tells you not to worry
Your inspiration hits me like a ton of falling bricks
Lost in a cemetery of forgotten resolutions
Off to my special place where I can break all that you fix
Aye gone monster skank'n-I don't need nobody
I think something's break'n-I've gone monster skank'n
Is it skank? Monster skank
What kind of skank? Monster skank
It's a monster-a scary scary monster!
Aye got something break'n-we gone monster skank'n
It's a monster
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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The Witches of Little Begone
Little Begone was a tiny place
Untouched by the fronds of time,
The cottages there, since Edward the third
Had lain in a valley sublime,
Wisteria climbed at the cottage walls
Where lilies and lilacs grew,
And over a fence, the witches stared,
In Little Begone there were two.
They hated each other in Little Begone,
The youngest was Annabel Prank,
She'd stolen the seeds of a magical herb
From the garden of old Mother Skank,
So Skank put a spell on her garden that
Instead of the herbs, would grow
An army of huge zucchini's that
Would spread, right into the road.
Annabel tried to dig them out
But they seemed to grow and grow,
‘That will teach you to mess with me, '
Old Mother Skank had crowed.
So Annabel stormed back into the house
And put on her witches hat,
She turned Skank's cat to a cockerel,
And her cockerel into a cat!
Skank didn't know ‘til the cock miaowed
And the cat began to crow,
‘I've more spells than you know about, '
She screamed from the path below,
She sent an army of ugly toads
To breed in her neighbour's pond,
While Annabel watched the zucchini's grow
And sank in a deep despond.
That night she summoned up Beelzebub
While Skank sat down to plot,
Set fire to her neighbour's chimney piece
And shattered the chimney pots,
So Skank called up an army of bats
To nest in her rival's eaves,
When Annabel ran, with bats in her hair
Skank followed her through the trees.
They fought, pulled hair, and scratched and screamed
‘Til the neighbour's all came out,
‘Isn't it time that we ducked these two, '
Said the blacksmith, Simon Stout.
They seized and carried them down to the pond
And they brought the ducking chair,
Then ducked them both, and they both came up
With pondweed in their hair.
‘If you don't behave in Little Begone
Begone is what you'll be,
We've had enough of your witch's tricks
Since fifteen forty three! '
Now Annabel sells zucchini's at
The market, by the bank,
And she always looks the other way
When she spots old Mother Skank!
6 September 2012
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Any time three New Yorkers get into a cab without an argument, a bank has just been robbed.
quote by Phyllis Diller
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Please Tell Me, If You Ever Know...
who robbed us of the days
we laughed with childlike mirth?
who robbed us of the days
when vibrations flowed between us
like milk and curds in their
purest form that little krishna
filled his tummy with?
who robbed us of the days
we danced and sang on unknown
river banks competing against
wind water and amusing little ripples
set in those crystalline waters?
who robbed us of the days
we built any number of castles
by the mighty seas and swayed
to the rhythm of the waves?
who robbed us of
the air that giggled in glee?
who robbed us of
the days of milky moonlight?
who robbed us of
the first showers of monsoon?
who robbed us of
the days of peacok feathers?
who robbed us, dear friend?
can we retieve those days of
spontaneous giggles
unfretterd spirit
uninhibited expression...?
tell me, my friend
if you know the one
one who robbed us of the
very fundemental connection
is he the master-crafter time?
is she a naughty elf?
him or her i wish to meet
no, not to accost
but to see if the booty
really filled his or her heart
and if it did
i wish to leave all of it
for their happiness...
20sep2009
13.20hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Rosalie Come & Go (cut)
I knew a girl named Rosalie,
We used to hang out in the park,
We used to score the system grease,
From the fellas after dark.
We used to sail the streets at night,
Used to hang out late,
She had a bad time in the barrack,
Caught a bullet in the teeth.
Rosalie come go,
Rosalie come stay,
Rosalie come go,
I never liked you anyway.
I knew a girl named Mary Ann,
She had a camera and a cane,
She used to walk me to the station,
When I was dying in the rain.
She was a friend of Rosalie's,
They had a nurse they liked to share,
Well Mary Ann was doing the doctor,
You know his covers went bare.
Rosalie come go,
Rosalie come stay,
Rosalie come go,
I never liked you anyway.
Rosalie come go,
Rosalie come stay,
Rosalie come go,
I never liked you anyway.
I knew a boy named Billy Haynes,
He had it all figured out,
He had a trail of dust and branches marked,
To get him back down south.
But the blue lights had his number,
And he was sweating hard from the heat,
He's got a pack of bullets in his satchel
Down on forty second street.
Rosalie come go,
Rosalie come stay,
Rosalie come go,
I never liked you anyway.
Rosalie come go,
Rosalie come stay,
Rosalie come go,
I never liked you anyway
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Lou, Sue and the church pew
Oh girl when i look at you
why is it you look so blue
are you waiting for a dream come true
are you searching for a clue
do you want to begin anew
in a time thats long overdue
fun times theres been a few
true happiness you never knew
you married a guy named Lou
it was a love that never grew
so you fooled around with a lover or two
even with a man you never knew
so you go to church and sit in a pew
you sat beside a girl named sue
turned out she knew lou too
seems you both share the same view
that brought you to this church pew
poem by Joseph Whelan
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Dont Let It Get You Down
Written by dewey bunnell, 1976
Found on hideaway.
Somebody told me that the time was right
To keep on ridin and to hang on tight
I heard the cry of a dog in the night
But nobody told me it would be all right
Dont let it get you down
But nobody make a sound
Dont let it get you down
We took a ride down a hill that night
The man was crazy but he wouldnt fight
With bullets in his back and money in a sack
We robbed a bank and we never looked back
Dont let it get you down
But nobody make a sound
Dont let it get you down
We took the bank, kept on runnin, but never too slow
The ride was fun and you know we went to mexico
But the action that felt all right
Still haunts me in the night
We took the bank, kept on runnin, but never too slow
The ride was fun and you know we went to mexico
But the action that felt all right
Still haunts me in the night, alright
Dont let it get you down
cause nobody made a sound
Dont let it get you down
Theyll be lucky if were ever found
Dont let it get you down (dont let it get you down)
Dont let it get you down (dont let it get you down)
Dont let it get you down (dont let it get you down)
Dont let it get you down (dont let it get you down) ...
song performed by by America
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Meet Me in the Green Glen
Love, meet me in the green glen,
Beside the tall elm-tree,
Where the sweetbriar smells so sweet agen;
There come with me.
Meet me in the green glen.
Meet me at the sunset
Down in the green glen,
Where we've often met
By hawthorn-tree and foxes' den,
Meet me in the green glen.
Meet me in the green glen,
By sweetbriar bushes there;
Meet me by your own sen,
Where the wild thyme blossoms fair.
Meet me in the green glen.
Meet me by the sweetbriar,
By the mole-hill swelling there;
When the west glows like a fire
God's crimson bed is there.
Meet me in the green glen.
poem by John Clare
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Cheater Cheater
Cheater cheater,
pumpkin eater,
liar liar
pants on fire
honey honey
it aint funny
slut slut
spill your guts
skank skank
close your pants
whore whore
cant give no more
lust lust
no more trust
worry worry
youre not sorry
poem by Jess Terry
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A Glen Song
There's a green glen in Eirinn,
A green glen in Eirinn!
Do you remember yet, a gradh, the sunshine of that day,
How the the river ran before us, and the fleckless blue hung o'er us,
And against the purple heather gleamed the yellow of the hay?
There's a green glen in Eirinn,
A green glen in Eirinn!
Where on a dew-wet swinging spray brown throstles trilled above,
And the blackbird carolled after in a silver rain of laughter,
And the little linnet piped its song that has no theme but Love.
There's a green glen in Eirinn,
A green glen in Eirinn!
'Twas sweet with you beside me in a world of harvest gold:
The sallaghs made a shadow in a corner of the meadow,
And your eyes were wells of kindness, and my hand lay in your hold.
There's a green glen in Eirinn,
A green glen in Eirinn!
The voice of Spring comes on the winds like cuckoo calling clear
She bids us fare together, nor heed the fitful weather–
And seek in yon green glen the joy that waits our hearts, my Dear.
poem by Anna Johnston MacManus
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Crazy Little Stalker Named Mike
This stalker named Mike he just can't handle it
This stalker named Mike he just can't get over it
He's so loco
Crazy little stalker named Mike
This stalker named Mike (named Mike)
He cries (Like a baby)
In a cradle all night
He screams (whoo hoo)
He moans
He shakes all over like a lunatic
I once kinda loved him
Now I more then kinda hate him
Wish that I could just get rid of him
Crazy little stalker named Mike
There goes his mind
He's losing his grip on reality that's for sure
He drives me crazy
He gives my computer viruses and so much damn spyware
Then he cries when I won't take him back
Breaking out in cool cool sweat
Wondering how he next try to get my attention
Boy needs to learn how to be cool, relax, get off my back
Hit the road Mike
Hitch-hike
And maybe take a fatal ride on the back of a psycho's motorbike
Just leave me the hell alone
Crazy little stalker named Mike
poem by Ramona Thompson
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The Sad Punk
I smell smoke
Taht comes from a gun
Named extintion
It was a long time ago
Could have happened to anyone
He was struck by a bullet
And he melted into fluid named extintion
One thousand miles an hour
Im just like anyone
I want to feel
The road of tar beneath the wheel named extinction
And evolving from the sea
Would no be too much time for me
To walk beside you in the sun
I read something
About a son of a gun
Named extinction.
song performed by by Pixies
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Hold Your Position (Stones)
Now here comes the great musical thing called "hold your position"
Rasta, them style ya a just levelment Uncle seen
Hold me position, Just a hold me position
I ya, hold me position, just a hold me position
Go on, hold me position, just a hold me position
Just like Jesus Christ in the valley of decision
Devil come along and tru to deceive man through him
Got him plan from the older one
Him had to hold him position, had to hold him position yeh
Hold him position, had to hold him position
Well rhythm like this makes me and me daughter
Go down at the dance, bubble on the corner
When the rhythm is sweet, we a go hold tighter
Rub-adub like this makes you go one
So you hold your position
Say you hold you position aya
Hold your position, say hold your position
Things and time was a getting slow let off the rhythm
Let the good time roll
Don't bother go a slow and stay a back row
I man come to make the rhythm
Just a rock and flow, because me hold me position
Just a hold me position
Special request to 39 Acker Tree, Frontline, everyman on Kime
UB40 say come and rhyme
Yes, Daddy Stone, me in the dance hall style
So we really come to make it versatile
Because one of a kind we come to blow your mind
So you should hold you position
Yes, hold your position, aya
Hold your position, hold your position
Hold Your Position (cont'd) Stones
Skank steady, Skank Steady
I tell you rock the rhythm
You should skank down steady
You know you say, it heavier than lead
Kinda tougher than tough
You know that Jah, Jah covers
Since he stands over us
So hold your position
Hold your position
Move to the east, and you could a move to the west
Lyrics like this Jab know never go jest
Say chunk ice water say right to your chest
Intercity, outer city everywhere the best you better
Hold you position, just hold your position
Hold you position, say hold your position
Well rhythm like this is really so hot
Let off the vilse because a legal shot
Because we hold our position
Yes, we hold our position aya
Hold our position yes, hold our position
Hold on tight never let go
Tee, ta, tee, say them all in a row
Donkey want water, you should hold him
Joe hold on tight and never let go
Hold your position, just hold your position
Hold your position a ya, just hold your position
Wah dat, hold your position
I say hold your position settle hold your position John
Hold you position Aunty, hold your position
Say hold your position go on
Hold your position, tell them rhythm so crucial
Rhythm so nice like sugar, like a spice
Cause when we a come a dance give you rough, nough, choice
A youth like me should a drive Rolls Royce
Sugar my tea baby, you're irie thought the two of us
Will go to bed cosy
Just a hold me position, hold me position
song performed by by Ub40
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Ask 9: Nostalgia sets the mood,
Take these etchings from my mind,
Stepping back to take in the view
Tell me something I never knew
Take me to the places you’ve been
Let me in to the things you’ve seen
A soul on ice
Behind the sun
Turn the page
The end begun
Why is it we can’t leave these ghosts
Behind us in our path?
Stop now babe, whilst your ahead.
If you don’t stop soon, you’ll soon be dead.
Playground antics, shattered illusions
It’s all getting to my head.
One more time to see it through,
Once more dance alone with you
Remember back to way back when
We would loose the game and then
Laughing when our time was done
Having all we needed, wanting for none.
All given to you in dreams,
Gifts from moon beam maidens.
Ripped up at the seams,
Going back, back
Nostalgia sets the mood,
Passing faces stare blankly,
We all know who to thank,
The passage of time dissolving
Slowly as queues in a bank.
poem by David Lacey
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You Got Your Baby Back
They gave you such a hard time
When they took your babe away
You heard it on the airwaves
That she joined the sla
Oh the stories, tape recordings
Just when things seemed at their worst
Then the good lord heard you calling
And he gave back patty hearst
You got your baby back
Poor girl is out of the sack
Silly young thing, was just a fling
Like any teenager would do
But daddy is here now, to buy you some clothes
And maybe a new cadilliac
You got your baby back
When she started to flee, you gave food for free
But you knew that you wouldnt go broke
The day in the bank, the sporting, the prank (? )
Was just a fraternity joke
You got your babe, thats no lie
Thanks to the old fbi
Time to relate and sit by a pool
And maybe shell go back to school
And daddy is here now, to buy you some clothes
Amd maybe a new cadilliac
You got your baby back
(spoken)
Why patty baby
I knew deep down in my heart that youd be coming back to your papa
And honey, I didnt believe a thing they said in all those silly little old
Newspapers,
Especially the ones I didnt own.
But dont worry darling, well be keeping your supper warm
When she started to flee, you gave food for free
But you knew that you wouldnt go broke
The day in the bank, the sporting, the prank
Was just a fraternity joke.
You got your baby back, poor girl is out of the sack
Silly young thing, was just a fling like any teenager would do
But daddy is here now, to buy you some clothes and maybe a new cadilliac
You got your baby back (repeat three times)
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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The Casino
Casino is the place when one is robbed the other celebrates,
Money and money is seen everywhere,
Cards smoke and alcohol can be named casino,
Which is lightened everyday.
Is it like life?
One day we are also happy the other day gloominess surrounds us,
We are also running after money, same as casino,
Betrayal, deceive is what life nowadays is named,
Due to which no light is left.
But, the truth remains the same,
Like in casino, the owner, the creator never loses they always win.
poem by Sambidhan Acharya
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Calling Cards
A sorting office in the old kent road
Caters from coast to most
A nice little number if youre out of work
And arent the sort to boast,
Youre in need of a job, bob-a-job, rob-a-job
Im your man to see
Ill sit Ill listen Ill not say a word
The less said would be best for we
Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
Ooh, Ive been a naughty boy
We dont want to mark each others card
Except the one you need
I need you and your returns to help
Build my company.
My twins work brighton on a sunny day
They cover town with the shake of a hand
On a high come back coz of no come back
Now theyre working in the promised land.
Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, Ive been a naughty boy
(the allied irish cyprus bank)
(india bank bank of turkey)
(united bank the peoples bank)
(to catch the worm you got to be up early)
Temporarily out of bounds had to move office
Clear out of town
For every problem theres a solution and
I can do without constitution
Dealing cards from up the old kent road
Ive been checked up on my heavy load
You can go but be back soon
Ill have some work for you to groom.
Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, Ive been a naughty boy
(trustees bank, barclays bank)
(the natwest bank, midland bank)
(bank of scotland, williams and glyns)
(bureau de change, the peoples bank)
Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
Ooh, Ive been a naughty boy
song performed by by Madness
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There is a small glen in the clouds
There is a small glen in the clouds
where cumulus receive nice forms,
enthralled souls fly, on heavens grounds.
Up there the Sun his golden crowns,
faithful rises to brighten morns,
there is a small glen in the clouds.
Strong currents sing solitude's sounds,
on glen souls bare of painful thorns,
enthralled souls fly, on heavens grounds.
The winds affray in gray surrounds;
air streams repeat some lyric calls,
there is a small glen in the clouds.
Beholden soul on glen, astounds,
a dream is remnant while it mourns,
enthralled souls fly, on heavens grounds.
Souls rise on glen to feast in bounds,
air callithumps atop the knolls,
there is a small glen in the clouds;
enthralled souls fly, on heavens grounds.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Gouge Back The Innocence
This moment is just the moment
and thats what it will always be
Waves of time wash away
all thats left is sand this day
Fresh, and this moment will mould
Once again for time to take
My castles still up you see
tides havnt washed it away
Its just the way I am
new eyes in this world
but I guess thats just me
Im afraid its gonna get the best of me
I take shelter under the house,
built of pink pills and smoke rings
Time goes by fast
Still this castle stands
Maybe youre the wiser part of me
thats slowly starting to see
the short roads not the one to take,
on the other side theres more heart-ache
Hope still glimmers inside of me
Movies and fairy tales have gotten the best of me
False hope gets the best of me
from time to time my soul takes a stride
robbed of innocence along the path
someone tear my eyes out
a price I pay to get it back
robbed of innocence along the path
someone tear our eyes out
a price we pay to get it back
poem by Wild Child
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Tam Glen
1 My heart is a-breaking, dear Tittie,
2 Some counsel unto me come len';
3 To anger them a' is a pity,
4 But what will I do wi' Tam Glen?
5 I'm thinking, wi' sic a braw fellow,
6 In poortith I might mak a fen':
7 What care I in riches to wallow,
8 If I mauna marry Tam Glen?
9 There's Lowrie, the laird o' Dumeller,
10 "Guid-day to you,"--brute! he comes ben:
11 He brags and he blaws o' his siller,
12 But when will he dance like Tam Glen?
13 My minnie does constantly deave me,
14 And bids me beware o' young men;
15 They flatter, she says, to deceive me;
16 But wha can think sae o' Tam Glen?
17 My daddie says, gin I'll forsake him,
18 He'll gie me guid hunder marks ten:
19 But, if it's ordain'd I maun take him,
20 O wha will I get but Tam Glen?
21 Yestreen at the valentines' dealing,
22 My heart to my mou gied a sten:
23 For thrice I drew ane without failing,
24 And thrice it was written, "Tam Glen"!
25 The last Halloween I was waukin
26 My droukit sark-sleeve, as ye ken:
27 His likeness cam up the house staukin,
28 And the very gray breeks o' Tam Glen!
29 Come counsel, dear Tittie, don't tarry;
30 I'll gie ye my bonie black hen,
31 Gif ye will advise me to marry
32 The lad I lo'e dearly, Tam Glen.
poem by Robert Burns
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