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For The Sake of Pretentious Prestige

There are those campaigning,
With a wish to take back America!
But from who? Or whom?
Those who bought it?
Or those who sold their souls,
To keep their turned up noses?

They came.
They settled.
They stole and sold.
And now they cry for a way of life,
They decided to bribe and barter away...
For the sake of pretentious prestige!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bought And Sold

Bought and sold.
Bought,
And sold.

Bought and sold...
As if no feelings I keep.
But deep inside I'm touched.
Nothing here is cheaply rushed.

Bought and sold...
On what to me has been told.
Not me I'm not of mush.
Nor easily crushed to dust.

Excesses on the cheapness of life,
Has made a weakness increase...
And,
Bought and sold.

Bought,
And sold.
Bought and sold.
Too many given anything.
Just to say they've gotten a piece,
To be...
Bought and sold.

Bought and sold...
On what to me has been told.
Not me I'm not of mush.
Nor easily crushed to dust.

Bought and sold...
As if no feelings I keep.
But deep inside I'm touched.
Nothing here is cheaply rushed.

Too many people take for granted and accept too easily.
To be sold,
On what they're told.

Too many people take for granted and accept too easily.
Bought and sold,
On what they're told.

Too many people take for granted and accept too easily.
To be sold,
On what they're told.
Bought and sold,
On what they're told.
Just...
To sell.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sold Me Out

I always knew that theyd get me somehow sooner or later,
But with a bullet in the head, a knife in the back,
Not a pocket calculator.
Sorry mister, youre all wiped up,
Youre all washed up,
Sold you out.
Got no dreams, got no ambition,
Cant decide, cause theres no decision,
Got no claim to any position,
Cant compete with the competition.
Youre always complaining,
Its so depressing,
But if youre old enough,
Start to confess it.
You say, you sold me out,
To get a better deal for yourself,
You sold me out,
And now we want some of your precious wealth,
Because you sold me out.
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out.
You sold me out,
To get a better deal for yourself.
You sold me out,
And now its every man for himself.
Work all your life, put the money in the bank,
Sign on the dotted line.
Try to draw it out, the jokes on you,
Put up the empty sign.
Sorry mister, were all sold out.
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out.
You, Im talkin to you.
You sold me out,
To get a better deal for yourself.
You sold me out,
And now we want some of your precious wealth.
And sell you out,
Like you sold me out.
Are you in so deep, that you cant get out?
Got no dreams, got no ambition,
Cant decide, cause theres no decision,
Got no claim to any position,
Cant compete with the competition.
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out.
(repeat)

song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Never Been Sold Before

You ask me, babe, "Can you work tonight?"
I've been up, babe, since broad daylight
I just can't believe that you're selling me,
You never sold me before
I just can't become your lousy who-o-ore
Yeah, I'm stacked nice, they really like my style
Fifty bucks, babe, ha, can't even buy my smile
I just can't believe that you're selling me,
You never sold me before
I just can't become your lousy who-o-ore
I-I-I-I find I come around just to lay this money on you, babe
I'm sick of streets, chicks and dicks, and I'm,
I'm really sick of you
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
I just can't believe that you're selling me,
You never sold me befo-ore
I just can't become your little whore
No, no, no, no
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Dream In B Minor

i dreamt Jesus came back last night
& walked thru the tents & tarps
& the mud & the cholera of Haiti...
amidst the bodies & the children crying;
and He turned back towards Jerusalem,
weeping for the sins of apathy
to be crucified again.

i dreamt Jesus came back last night
& walked thru the streets & the cities of America...
thru the addiction & the poverty,
the homelessness, the prejudice, the lostness...
to the halls & cathedrals of Washington
where life is bought & sold & blood is cheaper
than oil...

& He turned away from the cross,
and went fishing!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Sold My Soul

I prayed to God and jesus
But I guess they didnt hear
My sacrfice was useless
My pleas fell on deaf ears
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I looked to the lord in heaven
But he must have looked away
My crying eyes repentant
Please send her love to light my day
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
Sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
Sold my soul to the devil
To the devil
Sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul
I sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil

song performed by by Nazareth
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Bought For A Song

Come on, now get your ass out of bed
You heard what the man said
The crew is already gone
We were all kinda high, but man what were you on?
Tried to take a shuttle to Spain
They kicked me off the plane
I guess I'll go to Japan
It all looks the same when you stump for the man
And down in the valley we crawl in the alley
Who knew the 101 was so long?
Before you get sold, you get bought for a song
Sake in aluminum cans
It fell in the wrong hands
And now we're chewing the scene
Stumbling out of the Lexington Queen
Walking through a German hotel
And not walking very well
I gotta get to the van
Excuse me, I'm weaving as fast as I can
And Tom won't admit he got lost in the city
He's saying that the directions are wrong
Before you get sold, you get bought for a song

song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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All For A Friend!

I SOLD MY TENT TO BUY MY HOUSE!
I SOLD MY SANDALS TO BUY MY SHOE!
I SOLD MY HORSE TO BUY MY AUTOMOBILE!
I SOLD MY TROUBLES TO BUY MY PEACE!
BEHOLD! I WILL BE GLAD TO SELL THE CHURCHES AND BUY A TRUE FRIEND!

poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Sold

The ground and foundations.
Temptations solicted from staid traditions.
Beliefs...
And those who held them.
Sold for profit.
And nothing had stopped it!

Values and standards.
Smokescreening hoodwinkers...
And bribes from crooks,
Who stole like bandits.
Liars who used deceit to hide.
Sold...
Like pieces of meat!
Diced and spliced...
In divisions before eaten.

Beholding their boldness.
And unfolding a way of life cheapened.
But...
Never would they conceive,
All of their degradations...
And treasures,
Spoken and told...
Would be sold!

To the first who offered a bid!
For a desperate situation...
Seeking a quick way to sell a mess,
To rid!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Many Ideas Have You Stole

How many have you stole,
From an idol you say that you like.
How many have you stole,
Chosen ideas to re-write!
And...
How many have you stole,
And how many of them have you sold.
With a knowing to be never told.

Just how many ideas have you stole.
From an idol you say that you like.
How many have you stole,
Chosen ideas to re-write!
And...
How many have you stole,
And how many of them have you sold.
With a knowing to be never told.

'Who knows. Who knows? '
Just how many ideas have you stole.
'Who knows. Who knows? '
Just how many ideas have you stole.
'Who knows. Who knows? '
And how many of them have you sold.
With a knowing to be never told.
Does your idol know about those?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The net is loss.

A stock bought at a price
Was not sold at its rise,
Waiting for further rise
And sold when it fell sharp.
08.08.2011.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Courtroom Is Empty

the courtroom is empty,
the gavel untouched.
no hands on the book,
no jury of twelve.
(and the hands of the clock
have stopped!)

small children killed, tossed in the trash,
women abused, old people hungry, alone.
young girls sold into slavery
young boys sold into war
homeless ghosts walk the halls,
without hope in man or God.

and there's no sound, no feeling,
not even a breath of air
(and the hands of the clock
have stopped!)

an American tragedy,
or just human tragedy.
justice bought and sold,
afforded by just the few.
the wheels of Wall Street turn,
politicians barter with lives.
drinking the blood of the babies
that will never be born!

the takers keep taking,
and the honest man falls
to die nameless in the ditch,
covered by ashes and dust.

and there's no sound, no feeling,
not even a breath of air.
(the hands of the clock
have stopped!)

the courtroom is empty

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Everlasting Hope

Beautiful is my love and,
I am from the joyous dreamland;
I lost my hope and you found me,
You are my everlasting hope.
Beautiful is my love and,
I am from the joyous dreamland;
I sold my heart and you bought it back,
You are my everlasting hope.
I was sold and lost,
But never forgotten in your mind;
Beautiful is my love and,
I am from the joyous dreamland.
Your are so great! Whiter than snow;
My everlasting hope,
You are so kind to me.
I sold my mind and you bought it back,
You all that i need in times like this;
You are so great! The desire of my heart;
You are so great my love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Song of The Coffle Gang

This song is said to be sung by Slaves, as they are chained in gangs,
when parting from friends for the far off South-children taken from
parents, husbands from wives, and brothers from sisters.

See these poor souls from Africa,
Transported to America:
We are stolen, and sold to Georgia, will you go along with me?
We are stolen and sold to Georgia, go sound the jubilee.

See wives and husbands sold apart,
The children's screams!-it breaks my heart;
There's a better day a coming, will you go along with me?
There's a better day a coming, go sound the jubilee.

O, gracious Lord? when shall it be,
That we poor souls shall all be free?
Lord, break them Slavery powers-will you go along with me?
Lord, break them Slavery powers, go sound the jubilee.

Dear Lord! dear Lord! when Slavery'll cease,
Then we poor souls can have our peace;
There's a better day a coming, will you go along with me?
There's a better day a coming, go sound the jubilee.

poem by Anonymous Americas
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Stolen

Let truth be told
Until its sold
Silence is golden
Too bad its all been stolen
Stolen! stolen! stolen!
Our defense is your defense
Your defense in some sense
Some sensless way unfolded
Folded cause its all been stolen
Stolen! stolen! stolen!
The gilded scale was burning
Just as your back was turning
Just as our trust was leaving
Youd have us all believing
These truths we hold
Self-evident
Bought and sold
The more you hunt the more I sing
Then quickly rewrite everything
Truth returns bloated, swollen
Then dissapears - its been stolen!
Stolen!
The gilded scale was burning
Just as your back was turning
Just as our trust was leaving
Youd have us all believing
These truths we hold
Self-evident
Bought and sold
Its all been stolen! [x2]

song performed by by Ministry
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For The Price And The Cost Of One's Life

The fact that it's talked about,
To be discussed...
Has advanced from whispers,
To an accepting public not shocked.

Secrets and demons do not join hands,
When the tentacles of evil reaches.
And has come to squeeze the life,
From one who has sold...
An image made to appear as sweet,
But with a lost soul.

And in places where the doing of it,
Is expected...
Souls are sold to glimmer like gold,
For the price and the cost of one's life.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Age

Ive been up and down and around and round and back again
Ive been so many places I cant remember where or when
And my only boss was the clock on the wall and my only friend
Never really was a friend at all
Ive traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time
Ive turned inside out and around about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again
Once I had myself a million, now Ive only got a dime
The diffrence dont seem quite as bad today
With a nickel or a million, I was searching all the time
For something that I never lost or left behind
Ive traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time
Ive turned inside out and around about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again
And now Im in my second circle and Im headin for the top
Ive learned a lot of things along the way
Ill be careful while Im climbin cause it hurts a lot to drop
When your down nobody gives a damn anyway
Ive traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time
Ive turned inside out and around about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again

song performed by by Jim Croce
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Somebody Stole My Car

Thats life in the big city
You beg for mercy but you got no pity
Low-life zero mentality
Vandalized victims of depravity
Fast food, take-out mentality
Where the dogs eat the dogs
And the innocent bleed
The city cant cope and the cops dont care
Theres fear in the streets
Its a jungle out there
I dont want it, dont want it
Dont want it, dont want it
Chorus:
Somebody stole my car
Somebody stole my automobile
They ripped off the radio and sold the wheels
And if its happened to you
Then you know how I feel
Somebody stole my car
Somebody stole my car
I left it parked outside of my home
It had a new a/c and a cellular phone
And Im as sick as a dog
cos Im still paying off the loan
Somebody stole my car
Thats life in the metropolis
Living on credit and overdrawn interest
Craving commercialized commodities
Everything advertised, stirring up greed
Everyday I wonder why
Everyday I cant get away
The citys in debt, up past its ears
Yet we still borrow more
And pay it back next year
Now Im paying for a car that I no longer own
And the next time anybody offers me a loan
Ill say I dont want it, dont want it
Dont want it, dont want it
Somebody stole my car
Its just been cleaned and Ive just had it taxed
It had brand-new stereo speakers in the back
And I call up the cops
With a panic attack
Somebody stole my car
Somebody stole my car
I bet theyre riding around and running red lights
Got chicks in the back and ballin all night
While I sit at home
Getting more uptight
Somebody stole my car
Chorus
Dont want it, dont want it
Dont want it, dont want it
Somebody stole my car
Somebody stole my car
Somebody stole my car
That life in the metropolis
Possessions mean nothing in a world like this
Some punks wanna ride and they see my car
So they take it, shake it
Burn it up and break it
Hey, thats my car
Somebody stole my car

song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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America.... Revolution, Or The Fall!

America, America,
your pale skinned death testifies!
the cross of your democracy laid down,
the blood on your hands names your guilt.
your bodies laid in soldiers' graves,
strewn across your planted fields.
while wild fires rage,
and your tenements boil,
as your children march to death.
the poverty of indifference,
strikes the bell that cannot ring.
while the wealthy drink the blood
of your disembodied men.
and your hallowed god turns his face,
disgusted by what he's seen.
blood sacrifices on your borders,
blood sacrifices in your mills.
your families driven from their homes,
while your prisons turn the wheel.
and the hungry walk your streets
wearing familiar shoes.
the haunting cry of liberty,
rattles against your walls.
while justice is bought and sold
in your sacred halls!
and the colors of eguality,
bleed into your angry streets.
your schools struck numb
by propaganda's thumb,
your daughters sold like meat.
America, America,
revolution, or the fall!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Sold My Heart To The Junkman

Intro to: I sold my heart to the junkman
...this is a very sad song, this next song were gonna do.
The song is so sad that sometimes I have to leave the stage and
Cry in the backstage a little bit while Im singing this song. the reason
This song is so sad because this story happened to me just a little
While ago (not true, but true) (audience laughs) and it was, it was
A thing where I met this this beautiful girl, right? was she a
Beautiful girl as she was, she was nice and ... and I gave her my whole
Heart, every every bit, and she gave it back to me a month later all
Beat up, so bad and so terrible looking that
I sold my heart to the junkman !
Now I can never fall in love again....
(starts song)
...song, this is a very sad song, this next
Song were gonna do.
The song is so sad that sometimes I have to
Leave the stage and cry in the backstage a
Little bit while Im singing this song.
The reason this song is so sad because this
Story happened to me just a little while ago
(not true, but true) (audience laughs)
And it was, it was a thing where I met this
This beautiful girl, right? was she a
Beautiful girl as she was, she was nice and ...
And I gave her my whole heart, every every bit,
And she gave it back to me a month later all
Beat up, so bad and
So terrible looking that
I sold my heart to the junkman !
Now I can never fall in love again....
Well I gave my heart to you, open, so open and trusting
And you gave it back to me, it was broken up and busting
(sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman
(sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman
I can never fall in love again
Oh and I know you took my heart, you thought that you
Could use it
When you gave it back like a toy
You broken and bruised
(sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman
(I sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman
I can never fall in love again
Now, it was a movie sad scene, I played my part
Ooh I wanted the happy ending, but all I got was
A broken heart
(all he got was a broken heart)
(I sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman(I sold my heart) I sold my
Heart to the junkman
I can never fall in love again
Now I swear it was a movie setting, baby I played my part
And all I wanted was a happy ending,
But now Im left with a broken heart
(now hes left with a broken heart)
(I sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman
(I sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman
I can never fall in love again
I gave my heart to you, so open and trusting
And you gave it back to me, it was broken up and busting
(so I sold) I sold my heart to the junkman
(yes I sold) I sold my heart to the junkman
I can never fall in love again
Yes I did sold my heart to the junkman
Yes I did, yes I did
Sold my heart to the junkman
Now I can never fall in love again
Since I sold my heart to the junkman.

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Sold As Seen

You know the place where faces fit
I've heard they've got a name for it
Lets go back to the sandy shores
The velvet skies are ours once more
We're fake, for real
Our minds are steel
Our eyes are green
We're sold as seen
I heard you joined the main parade
A hero dressed in ticker-tape
And go if all the worlds a trick
I'll take the sky and measure it
So leave your favourite photograph
The only thing you had that lasts
And go back to the sandy shores
The velvet skies are ours once more
There all for real
There is no deal
They're sold as seen
You know the place where faces fit
I've heard they've got a name for it
Lets go back to the sandy shores
The velvet skies are yours once more
You're fake, for real
Your minds are steel
Your eyes are green
You're sold as seen
Sold as seen
We're fake, for real
Our minds are steel
Our eyes are green
We're sold as seen
Sold as seen
Sold as seen

song performed by by I Am Kloot
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