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Goose Bump Me Weak from a Grumpy Crunch

Who do you think you are to me?
Someone who keeps my eyelids separate,
Fluttering to close but don't shut together to sleep?
You come with a touch to tremble me deep!
Goose bump me weak from a grumpy crunch that leaps.
You think you got it like that?
Like that you think you got it?
I'm not quick to say come take this!
Take it quick and then from me split.
Thump my heart and pump me up...
Make me believe I can rub your rump!
To leave me heated for you to dump?
You think you got it like that?
Do you?
Well...
You do!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Was the Wrong Time, Done

I needed it!
And wanted it,
Submitting.

I admitted I was there to get every bit,
Of it!
Yes...
I did!
I needed it.
And wanted it,
submitting.

I admitted I was there to get every bit,
Of it!

I had been the one stubborn,
Sitting on a bump.
So grumpy I couldn't dump the funk!

Trying to put up a front I did.
To camouflaged my rump that stunk!
But even in its hiding,
It was not hidden enough...
To excuse or forbid.

I needed it!
And wanted it,
Submitting.

I had been the one stubborn,
Sitting on a bump.
So grumpy I couldn't dump the funk!

But even in its hiding,
It was not hidden enough...
To excuse or forbid.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blow Away

One of the band told me last night
That music is all that he's got in his life.
So where does it go?
Surely not with his soul.
Will all of his licks and his r'n'b
Blow away?
Blow away
Blow away
Our engineer had a different idea
From people who nearly died but survived,
Feeling no fear of leaving their bodies here,
And went to a room that was soon full of visitors.
Hello minnie, moony, vicious, vicious, buddy holly, sandy denny.
Please don't thump me,
Don't bump me,
Don't dump me back there.
Please don't thump me,
Don't bump me,
I want to stay here.
Put out the light, then, put out the light.
Vibes in the sky invite you to dine.**
Dust to dust,
Blow to blow.
Bolan and moony are heading the show tonight.
Hello minnie, moony, ("bill " [?]), vicious, vicious,
Buddy holly, sandy denny.
Please don't thump me,
Don't bump me,
Don't dump me back there.
Please don't thump me,
Don't bump me,
I want to stay here.

song performed by by Kate Bush
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Quick

Quick to dismiss,
That which is misunderstood.
And quick to do this often.
Because one can and could.

Quick to define something wrong.
Quick to complain about it,
All day long.
Quick to sit to nitpick and pull apart.
As if this quickness was intended from the start.

Quick to resist a comprehension that exist.
Quick to allow a temper tantrum fit.
Quick to whip up excuses...
And split to disappear.

Quick to discover the nearest exit!
That's what troublemakers do...
When they stir up others in raging fits!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blow Away (For Bill)

One of the band told me last night
That music is all that hes got in his life.
So where does it go?
Surely not with his soul.
Will all of his licks and his rnb
Blow away?
Blow away
Blow away
Our engineer had a different idea
From people who nearly died but survived,
Feeling no fear of leaving their bodies here,
And went to a room that was soon full of visitors.
Hello minnie, moony, vicious, vicious, buddy holly, sandy denny.
Please dont thump me,
Dont bump me,
Dont dump me back there.
Please dont thump me,
Dont bump me,
I want to stay here.
Put out the light, then, put out the light.
Vibes in the sky invite you to dine.**
Dust to dust,
Blow to blow.
Bolan and moony are heading the show tonight.
Hello minnie, moony, ("bill " [? ]), vicious, vicious,
Buddy holly, sandy denny.
Please dont thump me,
Dont bump me,
Dont dump me back there.
Please dont thump me,
Dont bump me,
I want to stay here.

song performed by by Kate Bush
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Kiss Me Quick

(words & music by doc pomus - mort shuman)
Kiss me quick, while we still have this feeling
Hold me close and never let me go
cause tomorrows can be so uncertain
Love can fly and leave just hurting
Kiss me quick because I love you so
Kiss me quick and make my heart go crazy
Sigh that sigh and whisper oh so low
Tell me that tonight will last forever
Say that you will leave me never
Kiss me quick because I love you so
Let the band keep playing while we are swaying
Lets keep on praying that well never stop
Kiss me quick just cant stand this waiting
cause your lips are lips I long to know
Oh that kiss will open heavens door
And well stay there forevermore
Kiss me quick because I love you so

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Pump Me Up

Yo Jeff baby lets keep it ol skool
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Haha
Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince back together
Now Jeff look go ahead and warm that thing up boy
Warm that thing up
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
What
A-ight now you
Look I know its been a minute since we did this thing
But I want you to go ahead you get ready
Cause we gonna tear this place down
Jazzy blaze
Comin with it
Say what say what
Strike the flame up
*Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up*
Right haha
Now Jeff do that thing where you snatch it back
*Pump Me Up*
Wooh haha DJ Jazzy Jeff
Look boy you know we don't miss a step when we do this thing
Now give me that quick scratch quick scratch
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Uh Now Jeff everywhere I go everybody ask me
"Look you and Jeff

song performed by by Will Smith from Willennium
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Quick to Dump Their Junk

Some seem ready to jump into a garbage dump.
Quick to dump their junk,
And then start running.
Quicker to abuse their minds.
Quicker to find the time to whine.
And quick to say who's nuts...
And who ain't crazy.

It seems easier to walk away from people raging.
Easier to say who should be who they are.
Easier to start a fight.
Easier to say who's not living right.
And easier to be the one who sleeps at night.

Quick and easy it seems not to worry.
It appears some live lives free of mental strife.
Quick and easy it seems for them not to hurry.
When a life they choose to live,
Is not disguised by lies.

It seems some can take their lumps and not be moaning.
Or groan from Sunrise 'til that Sun goes down.
Whether they keep a faith.
Or pray every second of each day.
They don't walk around,
With a face to frown.

Why is it...
Some seem ready to jump into a garbage dump?
And why is it...
Some are quick to dump their junk,
And run?

Why are they...
Quicker to abuse their minds.
And why so quick are they to whine?
And quick they are to say who's nuts...
But they're not crazy.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick Is The Beat Of My Heart

Written by lewis mark
Lead vocals by james young
If its my time to die today
Please God oh make it fast
Balanced on this point for a year and half
I just dont think I can last
Theres a man whos laid to rest
The man who gave me my start
I wish I could quit but I cant and its rough
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
So please all you people
Dont you grieve for me
The blood in my veins is black and I cant bleed
Ive suffered the pain
And all I can face is the dark
Oh, lord, quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Now my bags are almost packed
The trains about to depart
I wish I could quit but I cant and its rough
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
If its my time to die...

song performed by by Styx
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All You Wanna Do Is Bump

All you wanna do,
Is bump bump.
We don't even talk,
But bump bump.
Morning-noon-and-night-time-too
We bump bump.
Bump bump.

All you wanna do,
Is bump bump.
We don't even talk,
But bump bump.
Morning-noon-and-night-time-too
We bump bump.
Bump bump.

Peace...
Bump bump.
Is hard to find...
Go bump bump.
When on your mind...
Bump bump.
Is thumpin' on someone's rump!
Said, peace...
Bump bump
Is hard to find...
Go bump bump.
When on your mind...
Bump bump.
Is thumpin' on someone's rump!

All you wanna do,
Is bump bump.
We don't even talk,
But bump bump.
Morning-noon-and-night-time-too
We bump bump.
Bump bump.

All you wanna do,
Is bump bump.
We don't even talk,
But bump bump.
Morning-noon-and-night-time-too
We bump bump.
Bump bump.

All you wanna do,
Is bump bump.
We don't even talk,
But bump bump.
Morning-noon-and-night-time-too
We bump bump.
Bump bump.

All you wanna do,
Is bump bump.
Bump!
The rump!
All you wanna do,
Is bump bump.
Bump!
The rump!

All you wanna do,
Is bump bump.
We don't even talk,
But bump bump.
Morning-noon-and-night-time-too
We bump bump.
Bump bump.

All you wanna do,
Is bump bump.
Bump!
The rump!
Morning-noon-and-night-time-too,
We bump bump.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lady Gaga

She has 'it'!
But what is 'it'...
That everyone admits,
Is hip?

It's that staccato,
That belongs to Lady Gaga.

The beat is fresh and really rips.
No one who hears it can just sit.

She came upon the scene as Lady Gaga.

'Gimme lights.
I gotta move my hips.
Step left to right.
And shake my rear.
With nuevo class.
And a bass that pumps.
Rock nonstoppin'
Feel that thump
de thump.
Feel that thump
de thump.
Feel that thump
de thump.
Feel that thump! '

'Gimme lights.
I gotta move my hips.
Step left to right.
And shake my rear.
With nuevo class.
And a bass that pumps.
Rock nonstoppin'
Feel that thump
de thump.
Feel that thump
de thump.
Feel that thump
de thump.
Feel that thump! '

It's that staccato,
That belongs to Lady Gaga.

'Gimme lights.
I gotta move my hips.
Step left to right.
And shake my rear.
With nuevo class.
And a bass that pumps.
Rock nonstoppin'
Feel that thump
de thump.
Feel that thump
de thump.
Feel that thump
de thump.
Feel that thump! '

'Gimme more.
Pump up that thump.
Gimme more.
Pump up that thump.
Gimme more.
Pump up that thump.
Gimme more...'

Lady Gaga!

'Gimme more.
Pump up that thump.
Gimme more.
Pump up that thump.
Gimme more.
Pump up that thump.
Gimme more...'
Two-Three
'Gimme more.
Pump up that thump.
Gimme more.
Pump up that thump.
Gimme more.
Pump up that thump.
Gimme more...'

Lady Gaga!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shoot From The Hip

If you want to get it quick.
I shoot from the hip.
Not a mumble do I grumbled,
Nor backstabbing gossiped hits.

I'm not one to leave you wondering...
What's on my mind,
Not a bit.
I don't hide my words,
When I choose to be heard.

If you want to get it straight.
I shoot from the hip.
Without a moment of delay.
I say it I don't spit.

If it's not liked how it is,
That's your business...
I'm not pissed.
Nor will you leave me in a fit.
To quiver with shut lips.

If you want to get it quick.
I shoot from the hip.
Not a mumble do I grumbled,
Nor pout and sit.
I'm not the kind to leave you wondering,
What's on my mind to admit!
Or suggest you see a psychic...
To tell you what you want and like it!

If you want to get it quick.
I shoot from the hip.
I'm not the kind to leave you wondering,
What's on my mind to admit!
If it's not liked as it is...
I'm not the kind to get pissed.
I'll deliver what I give you,
And that is it!

'So you're sayin' you do what? '

I shoot from the hip.

'What about the ears of others?

I shoot from the hip.

'What if they should have druthers? '

I said I shoot from the hip.
If they don't want to hear it,
Like it is from my lips...
They can turn around and I will kick them,
Where they are split!

Not a mumble do I grumbled.
I shoot from the hip.
No stumble do I fumble on...
I shoot from the hip!

If it's not liked how it is,
I will not get pissed.
Nor will I leave you quietly,
To quiver with shut lips.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Guzzle From the Pump...Chump

Guzzle from the pump...
Chump.
Pump payer.
Wallet slayer.
Guzzle from the pump...
Chump.
You ain't by yourself.
And the ride is bumpy...
Gonna leave you grumpy.

Muzzle up and hump,
Chump.
Pump payer.
Wallet slayer.
Grumble in a mumble if you want.
But if you want to get by...
You're gonna squalor for that dollar.
No matter if you holler!

Guzzle from the pump...
Chump.
Pump payer.
Wallet slayer.
Guzzle from the pump...
Chump.
You ain't by yourself.
And the ride is bumpy...
Gonna leave you grumpy.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like a Seesaw that Bumps Your Rump

Don't blame me...
Like a seesaw that bumps your rump.
When you're riding high,
Times come when you meet a slump!

I wont pretend to be amazed,
When the rush begins to slow...
And your flow is on hold!

Don't be mean...
When you see me get over a hump!
I was too keen,
To realize I might be dumped!

You warned me many years ago,
If I couldn't keep up with you...
Then no more of me you'd know!

Don't blame me...
Like a seesaw that bumps your rump.
When you're riding high,
Times come when you meet a slump!

I wont pretend to be amazed,
When the rush begins to slow...
And your flow is on hold!

You warned me many years ago,
If I couldn't keep up with you...
Then no more of me you'd know!

That one hint given...
Got me up to go!
And that seesaw that you ride is old!
You're on your rump alone and now it shows!

Don't blame me...
Like a seesaw that bumps your rump.
When you're riding high,
Times come when you meet a slump!

You warned me many years ago,
If I couldn't keep up with you...
Then no more of me you'd know!
And that seesaw that you ride is old!
You're on your rump alone and now it shows!

Like a seesaw,
Bump. Bumpin' your rump.
A seesaw,
Bump bump bumpin your rump.
Like a seesaw,
Bump. Bumpin' your rump.
A seesaw,
Bump bump bumpin' your rump.
Like a seesaw,
Bump. Bumpin' your rump.
A seesaw,
Bump bump bumpin' your rump.
Like a seesaw ride!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Get Stiff Quick

When your backbone bends,
And your vision dims...
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

When you know you need to move,
From foolish doers...
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

No need to put up more with that funky stuff.
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

No need to ride a roller coaster,
You know was tough.
No need to do a shuffle singing those sad songs.
Or get along with others you wish from you gone!

Just,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick!

When your backbone bends,
And your vision dims...
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

Mean what you say and be done with it.
You've got to,
Get stiff...
Get stiff quick!

Don't let just anything fall from your lips.
Or bite your tongue to let an old patience sit.
When you wish to make a point you know wont quit.
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pump It

Ooh pump it!!!
One step up
and 2 steps down
I keep on knockin'
but you won't come down
face the fact
we both know
come on honey now I won't let go
Everybody's crazy
all right
Everybody's moving
that's right
wanna be your baby
all night
come on be my baby
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
ooh pump it !!!
All I need
is 4 you to say
come on baby
won't you come my way
all I want
is to make you see
that baby
you belong to me
Everybody's crazy
all right
Everybody's moving
that's right
wanna be your baby
all night
come on be my baby
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
ooh pump it
Tell me now
what do you see?
Do you wanna have
a peace of me?
come on
let me hear you scream
na na na yeah
Make a wish
close your eyes
a kiss and fantasise...
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
ooh pump it!!!

song performed by by X-Session
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Pump It

Ooh pump it!!!
One step up
and 2 steps down
I keep on knockin'
but you won't come down
face the fact
we both know
come on honey now I won't let go
Everybody's crazy
all right
Everybody's moving
that's right
wanna be your baby
all night
come on be my baby
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
ooh pump it !!!
All I need
is 4 you to say
come on baby
won't you come my way
all I want
is to make you see
that baby
you belong to me
Everybody's crazy
all right
Everybody's moving
that's right
wanna be your baby
all night
come on be my baby
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
ooh pump it
Tell me now
what do you see?
Do you wanna have
a peace of me?
come on
let me hear you scream
na na na yeah
Make a wish
close your eyes
a kiss and fantasise...
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
Hey pump it
ooh pump it!!!

song performed by by X-Session
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Making Decisions

We make decisions.
Some of them quick.
Some of them split.
Some of them mixed,
With a wish to quit...
Making decisions we have to admit!

We make decisions.
Some of them quick.
Some of them split.
Some of them mixed,
With a wish to quit...
Making decisions we have to admit!

How often does a hindsight renew,
A clearer vision wished we had then used.

How often do we then excuse this...
As mistakes we've made,
Too late to shake away.
To turn around unphased,
Just to have things our way!

We make decisions.
Some of them quick.
Some of them split.
Some of them mixed,
With a wish to quit...
Making decisions we have to admit!

How often does a hindsight renew,
A clearer vision wished we had then used.
While making decisions wearing the same old shoes.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Knees Of My Bees

we share a culture same vernacular
love of physical humor and time spent alone
you with your penchant for spontaneous events
for sticky and raspy, unearthed and then gone
you are a gift promised sent with a wink
with tendencies for conversations that raise bars
you are a sage who is fueled by compassion
comes to nooks and crannies, is bound for all stars
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak
you are a spirit that knows of no limit
that knows of no ceiling who baulks at dead-ends
you are a wordsmith who cares for his brothers
not seduced by illusions of fair-weather friends
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak
you are a vision who lives by the signals of
stomach and intuition as your guide
you are a sliver of god on a platter
who walks what he talks and who cops when hes lied
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak

song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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The Watch

I wakened on my hot, hard bed;
Upon the pillow lay my head;
Beneath the pillow I could hear
My little watch was ticking clear.
I thought the throbbing of it went
Like my continual discontent,
I thought it said in every tick:
I am so sick, so sick, so sick;
O death, come quick, come quick, come quick,
Come quick, come quick, come quick, come quick.

poem by Frances Darwin Cornford
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The Watch

I wakened on my hot, hard bed;
Upon the pillow lay my head;
Beneath the pillow I could hear
My little watch was ticking clear.
I thought the throbbing of it went
Like my continual discontent;
I thought it said in every tick:
I am so sick, so sick, so sick:
O death, come quick, come quick, come quick,
Come quick, come quick, come quick, come quick...

poem by Barry Cornwall
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