Don't Want Nuthin' From U
I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
If you gave a stack of money,
I'd give right back!
I'm done.
I'm through with you.
You've lost my trust.
You make me sick to my guts.
I'm done.
I'm through with you.
Once you lie and cheat.
You wont with me repeat.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
If you gave a stack of money,
I'd give right back!
When you open your mouth,
BS comes out.
And I'm tired of that.
But to you that doesn't matter.
When you look at me,
I know you're lieing through your teeth.
And I'm tired of that.
But to you that doesn't matter.
I'm done.
I'm through with you.
Once you lie and cheat.
You wont with me repeat.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.
I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.
I'm done.
I'm through.
There's nothing new for us to do.
Good riddence.
Goodbye.
You lie!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sumthin For Nuthin
Foolish bride call me up, beg to scratch her itch
Rich old man got the needle, slipped and dropped a stitch
Name the time, name the price leave you door unlocked
Ill bring a toy guaranteed to put the spring in your shock
Sumthin for nuthin
Gigolo sounds so cold, call me teachers pest
Twice a day, double pay, at my trade Im the best
Never late, watch her watch seconds on the clock
Overtime, break my back, slip and fall in the crack
Sumthin for nuthin
Well in and out, its never free
Sumthin for nuthin
Leave the money where its easy to see
She plays the role of a roving matriarch
Diamond rings, fancy things, dubonnet on the rocks
For a treat gave it free--happy 63
Crazy days, easy money--i was just 16
Easy money for such a good deed
Sumthin for nuthin
Ya, in and out is never free
Sumthin for nuthin
Satisfaction guaranteed
Sumthin for nuthin
Target practice in the dark
Sumthin for nuthin
Im a crack shot on the mark
And I love my work
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Stay On Your Stoop to Juice a Fool
When you take it up a notch,
It has to be shopped to the top!
Until your breathing stops.
And you are dropped...
Into the ground to rot!
You can bop,
And do nuthin'.
Finger pop,
And do nuthin'.
Hang on blocks,
And do nuthin'.
For that mess to fetch.
Lie a lot,
And do nuthin'.
Live in slop,
And do nuthin'.
Sit like a rock,
And do nuthin'.
For that mess to fetch.
OR stay on your stoop,
To laugh...
At 'those' chumps.
The same chumps who got off their rumps!
The same ones accepting their best to test.
And not those with dumb stung tongues.
You can bop,
And do nuthin'.
Finger pop,
And do nuthin'.
Hang on blocks,
And do nuthin'.
For that mess to fetch.
OR stay on your stoop,
To laugh...
At 'those' chumps.
The same chumps who got off their rumps!
The same ones accepting their best to test.
And not those with dumb stung tongues.
You can bop,
And do nuthin'.
Finger pop,
And do nuthin'.
OR stay on your stoop,
To juice a fool!
You can bop,
And do nuthin'.
Finger pop,
And do nuthin'.
OR stay on your stoop,
To juice a fool!
Lie a lot,
And do nuthin'.
Live in slop,
And do nuthin'.
Sit like a rock,
And do nuthin'.
OR stay on your stoop,
To juice a fool!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Aint Nuthin' But What It Is
This aint nuthin' but what it is!
And...
You can choose to shelter it in with disbelief.
Or...
Accept like it is because its not gonna leave.
And...
This aint nuthin' but what it is!
Nothing but what it is.
And...
This aint nuthin' but what it is!
Nothing but what it is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Song
It's not my fault!
It's not my fault!
that the seas are soiled
with offal and oil
It's not my fault!
It ain't my doin'!
It ain't my doin'!
that trees are stained
with acid rain-
It ain't my doin'!
I can't do nuthin'!
I can't do nuthin'
It's past the command
of any one man-
I can't do nuthin'!
I don't make the rules!
I don't make the rules!
Exxon does, dammit,
with help from the Senate-
I don't make the rules!
You can't walk to work!
You can't walk to work!
And there ain't no train
so who's to blame?
I can't walk to work!
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Which Backstreet Boy Is Gay
We are, on fire, we have, desires, but one, is that way, one backstreet boy is
Gay.
And we dont want to be mean, since now hes a queen, dont ask please, which
Backstreet boy is gay?
Tell me who? aint sayin that its aj
Tell me who? aint sayin that its howie
Tell me who? I never wanna hear you say: which backstreet boy is gay?
Now I can see him, hes in womens clothes, but he dont need an iud, yeah,
He likes village people, hes playin croquet, his dog is a pekinese.
He is on fire, his back, prespires,
Wont say, wont say, wont say, whos gay!
Hes always sayin: aint nuthin but a butt-ache, aint nuthin but a friutcake,
Hes pickin up a souffl which backstreetboy is gay?
Ok, were all gay.
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Make That Connection
Oh what would I do
Oh what would I do babe
Honey I have this feeling
Its never ever ever explained
Yeah Im afraid a part of my heart
Would always feel misunderstood babe
I would never know honey
I never meant to drive you away
Whats wrong?
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
What would I give if I could have you now
Baby what would I give to see your smiling face again
You know theres nothing I would not do
No river I would not swim, no mountain I would not climb baby
If I could have you right here once again
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
Tell me baby is it something I might have said?
Is it something I might have done wrong to change your mind?
Tell me baby is it something Ive have said?
Is it something I couldve done?
Honey somehow let me right all your wrongs
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
Oh what would I give if you would tell me just one thing
Honey what would I give if you would stroke my hand with your brow
Or whisper sweet things into my ear I would smile like a baby
I would be happy like a child if I could have you right here, right here, right here
Right here with me now
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, yes I do
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, whats wrong?
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Accountability
FOLKS ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits;
Him dat giv' de squir'ls de bushtails made de bobtails fu' de rabbits.
Him dat built de gread big mountains hollered out de little valleys,
Him dat made de streets an' driveways wasn't shamed to make de alleys.
We is all constructed diff'ent, d'ain't no two of us de same;
We cain't he'p ouah likes an' dislikes, ef we'se bad we ain't to blame.
Ef we'se good, we need n't show off, case you bet it ain't ouah doin'
We gits into su'ttain channels dat we jes' cain't he'p pu'suin'.
But we all fits into places dat no othah ones could fill,
An' we does the things we has to, big er little, good er ill.
John cain't tek de place o' Henry, Su an' Sally ain't alike;
Bass ain't nuthin' like a suckah, chub ain't nuthin' like a pike.
When you come to think about it, how it's all planned out it's splendid.
Nuthin's done er evah happens, 'dout hit's somefin' dat's intended;
Don't keer whut you does, you has to, an' hit sholy beats de dickens,--
Viney, go put on de kittle, I got one o' mastah's chickens.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Tired Eyes
Well he shot four men in a cocaine deal
And he left them lyin in an open field
Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors.
He tried to do his best but he could not.
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Well, it wasnt supposed to go down that way.
But they burned his brother, you know,
And they left him lying in the driveway.
They let him down with nothin.
He tried to do his best but he could not.
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Well tell me more, tell me more, tell me more
I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser?
He was a friend of yours.
What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors?
He tried to do his best but he could not.
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Years passing by
Vco
Vca
And again
And again
Years passing by
Let her go
Let her stay
In the memorys place
Gets a machine
Vco
Vca
Get the tape
Get the bass
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Patch bay, patch bay
Eq low cut
Free post
Frequency 1000
La da, da, da
Vco
Vca
In the memorys place
We let them pay
Vco
Vca
I am no techno-guy
The live ...
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song performed by by Vangelis
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Connection
All I want to do is get back to you
Connection, I just cant make no connection
But all I want to do is to get back to you
Everything is going in the wrong direction
The doctor wants to give me more injections
Giving me shots for a thousand rare infections
And I dont know if hell let me go
Connection, I just cant make no connection
But all I want to do is to get back to you
My bags they get a very close inspection
I wonder why it is that they suspect em
Theyre dying to add me to their collection
I dont know if theyll let me go
Connection, I just cant make no connection
But all I want to do is to get back to you
song performed by by Everclear
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L.a. Connection
Oh, carry home my broken bones and lay me down to rest
Forty days of cries and moans i guess i've failed to pass the test
I've been sent away not a thing to say
I'm banished from the fold
I'm a fallen angel who's lost his wings and left out in the cold
Ooooh l.a. connection
Oh l.a. connection
L.a. connection, yeah
Operator place a call keep secret but it through
Investigator knows it all he's at the window i wonder who
I've got to cut the line and let me drift find a haven in the storm
I got no time i need a lift to where it's sweet and close and warm
I say
Ooooh l.a. connection
Oh l.a. connection
L.a. connection
Hey, carry home my broken bones and lay me down to rest
Forty days of cries and moans well i've just failed the test
Feel i'm balanced on the brim should i lean another way
Like a flame that's going on the dim needs blessing from the day, oh
Ooooh l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Oh take me away i got nothing to say
It's got to be an l.a. connection, oh
Ooooh l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Ooooh, l.a., l.a., l.a., l.a., l.a. connection
Connection, oh
Ooooh l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Oh l.a., oh, l.a. connection
L.a., l.a. inspection
Ooooh l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Oh i'm down, oh i'm down
I can't take a rejection
L.a., need an l.a. connection
L.a., yeah, oh l.a. connection
L.a. connection
I'm flying away
Take me back home, i gotta get home to l.a.
L.a., l.a. connection, l.a.
Oh, l.a. connection, l.a. connection
Ooooh, ooooh, l.a. connection, l.a.
song performed by by Rainbow
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Nuthin' That It's Not
Your aim to gain a pain to sustain...
Just to maintain an agony to go through,
Is on 'you'.
Your claim to fame is to claim no pain.
When the strain of it is showing..
And I see and know your in some pain.
Why do you keep it to yourself?
You don't have to try to prove a thing to me.
I'll think more of you not less.
Unless there's something you don't wish to address.
Like doing something you know will create more mess.
Your aim to gain a pain to sustain...
Just to maintain,
An agony to go through is on 'you'.
And if it's that bad you've got to hide it...
You've got that to explain.
And 'my' pain coming too!
So you gotta get up off sumthin'.
To let whatever that it is get much better.
You gotta get up off sumthin'.
Or the nuthin' that it's not...
Gonna cause some uncomfortable heat!
So you gotta get up off sumthin'.
To let whatever that it is get much better.
You gotta get up off sumthin'.
Or the nuthin' that it's not...
Gonna cause some uncomfortable heat!
Your aim to gain a pain to sustain...
Just to maintain an agony to go through,
Is on 'you'.
Or the nuthin' that it's not...
Gonna cause some uncomfortable heat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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~63~
Get back!
Get back I say!
Get back.
How dare you sneak up on me like this?
Get back!
Get back I say!
Get back.
How dare you?
How dare you?
How dare you?
Get back!
'Grandpa? '
And will you stop calling me that!
I do not have children.
OR grandchildren.
And IF I did...
They will show me much more respect,
Than you have.
GRANDPA?
'God, thatnk You for saving me,
From a lifetime spent in prison.'
'You funny as hell,
Gramps.
Got you a little sumthin sumthin.'
How dare you come in here with that?
'Grandpa?
I thought you were cool with it?
You're the one who said you had no problem.
Age aint nuthin but a number.
ESPECIALLY when that store clerk,
Thought you were 59.
And you know I'm teasing you.
Why so serious?
Feeling a little...
OLD? '
No!
Yeah...
NAW!
No!
Yeah...
A little.
'Can't make up your own mind!
I hope like hell that doesn't happen to me! '
And don't be coming in disturbing me,
With that filthy mouth!
But...
But.
But...
Why did it have to creep upon me so soon?
I wasn't paying attention.
I consented to 62!
And that was cool with me.
But 63 is gon' be wild!
I can tell that already!
'You'll be fine.
You should feel blessed.
Look?
So many folks can not say they will be 63!
SIXTY THREE years old.
What a blessing! '
Yeah, right!
So many folks ain't here to say nuthin'.
I guess you're right.
But all those candles on that cake,
Heat the whole room!
Why you do this to me?
Why?
Get back!
Get back I say!
Get back.
How dare you sneak up on me like this?
'Oh...
He's acting now!
Let me say this to you.
Sssshhh...
He's loving the attention!
However...
Before?
Before this surprise,
He was quite serious!
He 'still' thinks he's in...
In his 40's.'
LIES!
Pure BS!
That's all that is.
Don't pay that no mind t'all!
I most certainly do not!
And who is this you talking to?
They don't need to know my business!
And who invited them in here to snoop,
In the first place?
Ya'll don't need to hear this.
Now scoot!
'Scoot?
Where's the scaddle?
LOL
Yeah...you're getting...
Uh...you up there! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Would You Like to Participate With Us
Would you like to participate with us,
During our global meditation?
Many of us are striving for a higher consciousness!
And we are going to do this the first of the year.
At 12noon!
'Excuse me?
A higher what?
Consciousness.
Oh, I'm conscious all right.
Ain't nuthin' wrong with my mind!
Naw...
Ya'll go 'head with that mess!
Since...
That's yo thing not my thing and my thing ain't yo thing.
And you and them that do those things think ya'll all that!
Well..
My feet is on the Earth,
And I ain't got time to waste on nonsense!
I ain't 'bout to raise 'nuthin' no time soon!
I ain't got time to waste on that! '
So, that is a no?
'That's yo thing not my thing and my thing ain't yo thing.
And you and them that do those things think ya'll all that!
You better come down to Earth and be real! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Keep My Best Advice to Myself
If I had a dime,
For those times...
I did not take my own advice,
I'd be up at least a dollar.
At least.
'That doesn't make sense.
You're saying you take your own advice,
Most of the time.'
Exactly.
The problem is this...
The people I use to give it to,
Have no clue as to its value.
And I am very protective,
Of my own investments.
That's why I keep my best advice,
To myself these days.
And somebody owes me some money,
To have it kept that way.
No more freebees!
Not here.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give and Free It Up On The Rough Stuff
When I was hard,
It wasn't enough.
The sensitive and warm nice guy,
I had to give with no hint of the tough stuff.
I was the one who supplied the tenderness,
With touches.
Supplied I did the sweet kisses too!
You want it tough and rough and ready,
Through the weekends.
And all week until we get through too!
The sensitive and warm nice guy,
I had to be with no hint of the tough stuff.
You want it tough and rough and ready,
Through the weekends.
And all week until we get through too!
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
I like to get it and receive it with a tender touch.
I like to feel it getting heated with a whispered love.
I like to get it and receive it with a tender touch.
I like to feel it getting heated with a whispered love.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
I like to get it and receive it with a tender touch.
I like to feel it getting heated with a whispered love.
I like to get it and receive it with a tender touch.
I like to feel it getting heated with a whispered love.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
I was the one who supplied the tenderness,
With touches.
Supplied I did sweet kisses too!
You want it tough and rough and ready,
Through the weekends.
And all week until we get through too!
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.
Supplied I did the sweet kisses too!
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
When I was hard,
It wasn't enough.
The sensitive and warm nice guy,
I had to give with no hint of the tough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
Free it up until it's nuthin'...
That rough stuff.
Free it up until it's nuthin'...
That rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
Free it up until it's nuthin'...
That rough stuff.
Free it up until it's nuthin'...
That rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
Free it up until it's nuthin'...
That rough stuff.
Free it up until it's nuthin'...
That rough stuff.
You've got to give and free it up on the rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
Free it up to give it up!
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.
That rough stuff.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Oh! Sweet Nuthin
(reed)
Say a word for jimmy brown
He aint got nothing at all
Not a shirt right of his back
He aint got nothing at all
And say a word for ginger brown
Walks with his head down to the ground
Took the shoes right of his feet
To poor boy right out in the street
And this is what he said
Oh sweet nuthin
She aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
Say a word for polly may
She cant tell the night from the day
They threw her out in the street
But just like a cat she landed on her feet
And say a word for joanna love
She aint got nothing at all
cos everyday she falls in love
And everynight she falls when she does
She said
Oh sweet nuthin
You know she aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
Oh let me hear you!
Say a word for jimmy brown
He aint got nothing at all
Not a shirt right of his back
He aint got nothing at all
And say a word for ginger brown
Walks with his head down to the ground
Took the shoes right of his feet
To poor boy right out in the street
And this is what he said
Oh sweet nuthin
She aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
She aint got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin
She aint got nothing at all
She aint got nothing at all
She aint got nothing at all
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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Tell Me Do You Wanna
Oooh oooh aaah! check me out baby
Chorus:
Tell me do u wanna go home with me? tell me do u wanna come creep with me? tell me do u wanna get wild with me? tell me do u wanna go home? tell me do u wanna go home with me? tell me do u wanna
Creep with me? tell me do u wanna get wild with me? tell me do u wanna go home?
Verse 1:
The dance floor is jumpin the music is pumpin Im checkin out your grooves bout to make my moves across this crowded room cause Im scoping you Im feeling confident I just came from th
Sick of wondering who the hell you are cause I want you what a fella gotta do tell me.
*chorus*
(tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me) (oooh aaaah)
2nd verse
You wanna have some fun? come ride with me, lets chill Ill take you to a place and both of us get ill cause Im feeling you just tell me what to do, baby take my hand lets go thats all i
Do fellas wondering how to step with you cause my game was tight everything turned out right that night, tell me
*chorus*
(tell me, tell me, tell me) (it aint nuthin but a thang) (you aint said nuthin but a word baby)
Ill break you off till the sun comes up baby, come and get this thang gyrl wont tell a soul its down low trust me, Ill give you what you want baby lets go get freaky cause Im in the
Get nasty, get wild on my side baby wanna get in where I fit in baby baby, tell me do you wanna go.
*chorus*
(I gotta have you all to myself, yes I do) (Ive been peeping u) (I like your style) (I like the way you move) (yes I do) tell me do ya, uh (echoes & fades) tell me do ya aaah(echoes, f
& ends)
song performed by by Ginuwine
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Good Advice
Open the window I need some air
So many people and theres such disorder here
Familiar faces found out lies
Turn to the street now I watch the passers by
I wonder what they recognize
And what theyd recommend to fill my days
Possessions start to wear me down
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Instead they harbor secret thoughts
They break through windows that have twice been locked
I have to walk to wear me out
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
I throw my arms and pray to leave
I gotta head for love like is inside me
My lips press tight so not to drown
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Im nervous
Give me some good advice to wear me down
song performed by by Texas
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The best advice one can offer to both press and public is the suggestion Ronald Reagan himself gave to students in Chicago ... Don't let me get away with it. Check me out. Don't be the sucker generation.
quote by Jean Nathan Miller
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