Down Down Down The Drain They Go
A flavoring of their own taste of envy,
Has brought them unable to stomach...
What was encouraged to flourish.
The affect of it has made them sick.
Although the implementation of it,
Came easy for them to inflict.
Using slander as an ingredient to base...
A defamation of character,
To pepper gossip heated to deface.
And not letting a waste of time go by,
To bake personalities...
And watch some fry.
Finding like minds just as demented.
And overtime their own crimes...
Began to boil over.
And lamenting it...
They could not stop,
Or it prevent.
These deeds of theirs they tried to drop!
But...
Down down down the drain they go.
Everyone around them enjoyed the show.
They used slickness in wicked ways.
No one wanted this stench to stay!
And down down down the drain they go.
Everyone around them enjoyed the show.
They used slickness in wicked ways.
No one wanted this stench to stay!
And the flushing of them came rather quick.
As a mending began to heal...
The wounds once salted,
Abused and picked!
A flavoring of their own taste of envy,
Has brought them unable to stomach...
What was encouraged to flourish.
And this gutter sludge suitable for the sewer...
Gets kicked to the curb,
And drifts!
And down down down the drain they go.
Everyone around them enjoyed the show.
They used slickness in wicked ways.
And this gutter sludge gets a lift,
As it drifts away!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Show Must Go On
(carly simon)
Some folks like to stay at home
Some folks like to be alone
So when they finally come out of their nest
Ive got to turn it on
Ive got to be my best
The street may be slick with ice
And im sick with butterflies
And some other girl may be the talk of the town
I could lose my voice
Or i could split my gown
But when im in the spotlight
Its got to be a hot night
Even when im feeling down
The show must go on
The show must go on
The show must go on
The show must go on
Ive won some and i have lost
But what i enjoy the most
Is never knowing how the evening will end
Will i be the joke or the comedienne
And when im in the spotlight
Its got to be a hot night
Even when im shivering cold
The show must go on
The show must go on
The show must go on
The show must go on
Repeat to end.
Background answers:
Even in a hurricane
Your contact lens goes down the drain
When your agent goes insane
When you can hardly stay awake
Youd rather stay at home and bake
When youve got a tummy-ache
To an audience of one
And you think hes got a gun
When laughing isnt any fun
You want to watch the end of cheers?
song performed by by Carly Simon
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I am not interested in slickness for the sake of slickness.
quote by Ralph Bakshi
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I'm A Wicked One
They say it's off the record gotta keep it clean.
Can't be too abusive can't be too odscene.
But he's got a plan to build a future he's been putting it off for way too long.
Another safety pin through his cheek
and he's three chords short of a punkrock song.
Wicked is as wicked does he'll fight it till the end he'll show his finger than say:
I'm a wicked one.
He's a stereotype bastard and he likes it that way.
Can't be all taht happy can't be all that gay.
Wicked is as wicked does he'll fight it till the end he'll show his finger than say:
I'm a wicked one.
They say get off the stage they say get outta here.
Can't be all that punkrock can't be all that queer.
He'll make them wish they never knew him he'll make them pay for being wrong.
But he doesn't really know how to do that.
So we'll give him three chords to his punkrock song.
Wicked is as wicked does he'll fight it till the end he'll show his finger than say:
I'M A WICKED ONE.
song performed by by The Hives from Barely Legal
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Outnumbered
I don't want them to be encouraged...
To show now the right thing to do
With a renewed flourish subdued
In public speech.
I want them fucked up!
And flogged for all to view!
To show their deceptive ways...
Have been enough
Throughout the years and countless days!
They have been outnumbered by patience...
Tolerated by sorrows.
Excused by empathy,
No demon has heart to borrow.
Good deeds have been sacrificed.
Stomped to the ground...
Drowning out voices of lives being too nice!
I want them fucked up,
If ever I was asked for my advice!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sickened By the Wicked and Kicked
So many moaning thrown under the bus.
And overdosed by phonies...
Now busted of trust.
And O.D.'d by these phonies,
They once believed.
O.D.'d by straight phonies,
They chose not to see!
So sad are these believers,
Deceived to grieve.
With hearts they show to others,
Upon on their sleeves.
And signs of empathy don't come at all!
To those spoiled by a lifestyle fed to fall.
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
So many moaning thrown under the bus.
And overdosed by phonies...
Now busted of trust.
And O.D.'d by these phonies,
They once believed.
O.D.'d by straight phonies,
They chose not to see!
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
So sad are these believers,
Deceived to grieve.
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
With hearts they show to others,
Upon on their sleeves.
And signs of empathy don't come at all!
To those spoiled by a lifestyle fed to fall.
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
And signs of empathy don't come at all!
'You and me too.
Used and abused!
And...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
And...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
And...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
And O.D.'d by these phonies,
We once believed.
O.D.'d by straight phonies,
We chose not to see!
Now...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked.
Now...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked.
Now...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked.
Now...
Sickened by the wicked.
Sickened by the wicked.
Sickened by the wicked and kicked! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something Wicked
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
More than an adversary I'm very quick
I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift
I'm equipped to kick
Grab you coat and you hat
song performed by by Tupac from 2Pacalypse Now
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There Must Be Some Other Way
Youre no longer part of my life
I must remind myself again
Too much has happened to us to cause eachother pain
Its over now, theres too much guilt to share
Once there would have been a time for talking and learning
There must be some other way
To get where we have to go
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Once it would have been so easy, to do what we have to do
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Are we no more than parts in a play
Letting other people, strangers say our lines?
To think it should come to this, after all these years
What was mine and what should stay behind
Once there would have been a time of sharing, of caring
There must be some other way
To get where we have to go
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Once it would have been so easy to do what we have to do (there must be some other way)
There must be some other way
Please show me, show me another way...
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Theres nothing much left to say
We have said it once and said it all again
This time we have gone too far, it could never be the same
Its time to carry on create new lives
Once we promised we would stay together forever
There must be some other way
To get where we have to go (there must be some other way)
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Once it would have been so easy to do what we have to do (what we have to do)
You know there must be some other way
Please show me another way
You know there must be another way
Please show me, show me another way (there must be some other way)
You know there must be some other way...
song performed by by Genesis
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Sonnet- The World's End Comes At God's Time
When water boils at hundred centigrade,
Why waste more fuel making it boil fast?
No matter, how you boil, it can’t degrade,
The steam cools off to form the water past.
The state of matter can he changed by men;
But God has created matter constant;
The minds of men cannot better God, then;
God knows each ray of Sun that falls aslant.
The end of world, cannot be brought by men,
However wicked or intelligent;
God knows when things should happen, how often,
His ways of thinking are quite different.
Few men on earth dare not decide future;
The Maker lone has pow'r over Nature.
poem by John Celes
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Two Ways To Play
Somethin' crossed my mind again
You were in my eyes
It was somewhere out by Bombay
And I'm tellin' all those lies
I've been there and you've been there
And there ain't no mistake
We could take it anyway
But the one thing we can't fake
There's just two ways to play
Just two ways to play
And I don't want to stay
There's just two ways to play
And I'm gonna play it right, this time
Yeah
There's always the easy numbers
There's those hard ways too
There's those cheaters blunders
It's either one of two
But fortune telling's mezmorizing
In the game of chance
But rollin' dice ain't sympathizing
When you play romance
There's just two ways to play
Just two ways to play
And I don't want to stay
There's just two ways to play
I can't control the numbers
I can't control your sexy ways
I can't control my inner thunder
It makes me want????????
Two ways to play
There's Just two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
I'm gonna play it right this time
There's two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
Two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
And I don't want to stay
There's just two ways to play
song performed by by ZZ Top
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Show Me (Cherry Baby)
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry
I found you wanting
Like everyone
Always trying
Happy lying
cos Im no stranger
To the ways of the world
I felt like crying
I felt like dying
We took a coffee
You took it so strong
Shaded from the neon
I could still see your eyes
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Found in the gutter
With a knife in her back
Letter said sorry
Please dont worry
She had a lover
With danger in his eyes
I tried to tell her
But she had the wildest heart
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
song performed by by INXS
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Show Me
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry
I found you wanting
Like everyone
Always trying
Happy lying
'Cos I'm no stranger
To the ways of the world
I felt like crying
I felt like dying
We took a coffee
You took it so strong
Shaded from the neon
I could still see your eyes
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Found in the gutter
With a knife in her back
Letter said sorry
Please don't worry
She had a lover
With danger in his eyes
I tried to tell her
But she had the wildest heart
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Oh cherry baby
Oh cherry
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
Show me, show me
Show me how
song performed by by INXS
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Time, Mother Nature And Patience
If it was possible for many,
To turn back the clock...
It would be returned to that time,
They found within themselves...
A choice to choose with ease,
That taste to discredit someone's deeds.
And decide then to say nothing at all,
Instead of create an atmosphere of deceit.
But that opportunity for them is not meant to be.
Since time has a way,
To reveal the truth for what it is.
And for those not living it,
As they now hoped they did...
Would not find themselves,
Not only exposed without credibility.
But also without places they can run and hide.
After denying any involvement,
In the implementation of their wicked ways.
Time, Mother Nature and Patience...
Seem to have been closer in their association,
Than many were led to believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Figure 8
See that face from across the room
and i can feel you're nothing
show your fear its not hard to see
intentions pale its blinding
stop from the place ive been
no good for the shape im in
im slow to the race you win
you wanna take me out
stop with your face off in
my space and the wicked descend
no taste for the place im in
you need to stop
i am all you need to know
and im everywhere you go
no one can save you now
when it all comes around
i am everything you see
and im what you'll never be
no one can save you now
when it all comes around
show your face and stare at me
and i can feel you glaring
showing up and preparing me
you're the one i'll bury
stop from the place ive been
no good for the shape im in
im slow to the race you win
you wanna take me out
stop with your face off in my space and the wicked descend
no taste for the place im in
you need to stop
take you down
song performed by by Trust Company from The Lonely Position of Neutral
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Unexpected Absence
They are here!
The results...
Pleasured by those needs teasing,
And feeding...
As they bleed from the taking of risks!
And they are here,
The offspring...
Of those misguided teachings,
We...
You and I encouraged to try,
This craving taste of a way of life...
Lived!
As taught,
With little self examination.
And brought to deliver...
As a means to prevail.
With perfected implementation.
And they are here...
The results!
Of those quick to heat passions.
They are here...
Without the cheering done.
There is an unexpected absence of it!
And we have been overcomed...
By a deafening disrespect given.
And they...
Are here to crush,
Whatever it was we thought with beliefs...
Was our right to give to nourish,
A glow to forever flourish.
That would manifest a harvesting of inspiration!
And they are here,
The results...
To prove,
So wrong has been our self righteousness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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I Do Not Do Endorsements
Hold on.
Just one moment.
I never endorsed
Your low life, disgusting ways.
Nor your taste for decadent behavior.
Or your visitations with lust and temptations.
Where did you hear this?
I seek my own moments in the gutter to satisfy.
And I am certainly not one to give testimonials...
With or without recommendations.
Don't listen to that malicious gossip!
I don't freelance.
I specialize.
And any sleaze I enjoy...
I am not about to endorse.
So that rumor did not come from me!
Unless my last performance...
You found incredible.
And you are trying to steal my 'thunder'!
By spreading lies 'you' provided the lightening?
I can understand you wanting it that way.
However...
I do not do endorsements.
Not when it comes to territory I treasure.
I do not share my sweat for it to wander.
Or exaggerate,
Who stirred 'who' with heat under the sheets.
You can borrow some.
But you did not create it!
'You disgust me! '
Thank you! I know.
And you enjoyed every moment of it too...
Didn't you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Into The Wilderness
Always there will be those,
Going out of their way as if chosen...
To inflict their wicked misdeeds upon others.
Only to arrive with feelings they discover,
Has left them to grieve wishing forgiveness.
Knowing...
Time has not come to heal their wounds.
And those who have been picked to be inflicted,
With wounds...know this.
Even attempts made trying to hide them,
Still sit not to be forgotten.
And the repeated visits with bitterness,
Sometimes may take them on long drives...
To 'trip' into the wilderness just to cry...alone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Worthy of the Taste
I do not waste time making 'nice'!
I seek to make 'me' better.
Hoping that ingredient alone...
Is worthy of the taste condoned,
Enjoyed and savored!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Circle Of Drain
I've got myself deep this time
Tons of frustration builds in mine
And it shows me nohting
it shows me nothing at all
Circle the drain
Backward solace right from your side
And you sit and criticize
Shows me nothing
it shows me nothing at all
Circle the drain
I don't need it...I don't
It shows me nothing
it show me nothing at all
Circle the drain
i don't need it...I don't.
song performed by by 36 Crazyfists
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Flushed With a Gush!
Protecting one's domain,
Is a natural human instinct.
To have some say...
Which way this should be done.
And how to do it,
In a way that pleases everyone,
Is a theory created by fools!
Especially those who invade when they come.
Protecting one's domain,
Can become vicious.
Can become wicked...
Strange and insane!
But there are those,
Who continue to impose...
A point of view
That will pull the guts of humanity,
Sucking away in a twirling whirlpool...
Flushed with a gush!
Down with the stench of cussing fuss...
Thrusted through an awaiting drain!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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