On Automanic
On automanic!
People in a panic.
Looking for a switch...
That stops the twitching,
And the itch.
We're standing frantic,
In the midst of antics...
Trying to find,
Reality
Somewhere in our minds!
On automanic!
People in a panic.
Looking for a switch...
That stops the twitching,
And the itch.
We're standing frantic,
In the midst of antics...
Hoping in time,
Darkness
Doesn't leave us blind!
It seems we have been,
Too busy being dizzy.
Taking the wrong medication!
We've come to deadends,
Thinking turning back was easy.
But we hid inside...
Behind lies,
That fight us!
We market...
Rascism!
We market...
Disrespect and fast rejection!
We market...
Fear!
We market...
Peace to tease in pieces!
Trying to find...
A few kind reminders!
On automanic!
Psychomanic panic.
Looking for a fix and quick!
To stop this mental fit that's sick!
We're standing frantic!
In the midst of antics...
Trying to find,
Someone who hasn't lost their mind!
On automanic!
People in a panic.
Looking for a switch...
That stops the twitching,
And the itch!
We're standing frantic,
In the midst of antics...
Hoping in time,
Darkness
Doesn't leave us blind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Itch, Itch, Itch
should it not annoy me
what comes from single addition sound
itch, itch, itch
scratching my finger point
my heart is like free market
my brain is like full garbage
itch, itch, itch
there's worm army in my back
I get itch in my leg
itch, itch, itch
it's an itch in my mouth
I have sharpen my nail
I want to jump and scream
can I come to scratch you into pieces
the hands that touch me impolitely
the blunt mind that speaks empty
itch, itch, itch
you are just itch for me
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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In An Utter Panic
Frantic.
In an utter panic.
So confused they are,
By their own policies.
They are now on the attack,
Of those who uphold them.
Believing those of other ethnocentricities,
Aren't as competent to follow through on policy.
The same standards and qualities...
They have long forgotten and do not recognize.
Since their philosophies,
Have become more attached to distractions.
And these distractions,
Have become their satisfactions.
Frantic.
In an utter panic.
So confused they are,
By their own policies.
They are now on the attack,
Of those who uphold them.
And proving themselves to be as blind as bats!
They've succeeded in eroding their own values...
That now have dimmed in broad daylight.
They fight to create their own demise!
With a wish for darkness,
To assist in keeping 'truth' out of their sight.
Frantic.
In an utter panic.
So confused they are,
By their own policies.
They are now on the attack,
Of those who uphold them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Did. Did You Do A Panic
Did. Did you do a panic.
With a frantic...
Undoing panic?
Did. Did you do a panic...
Frantically?
Tell me did you do a panic.
With a frantic...
Undoing panic?
Did you really do a panic...
Frantically?
Or...
Did you feel romantic?
Or...
Was it really panic?
Tell me did you do a panic.
With a frantic...
Undoing panic?
Did you really do a panic...
Frantically?
Or...
Did you feel romantic?
Tell me, tell me now.
Or was it really panic?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Panic
Tripped out,
Over their finances.
Doubts begin to cloud their minds...
With a suggestion to breathe deeply.
To prevent a panic to exist.
And if they don't breathe deeply,
That's exactly what they'll find!
That's exactly what they'll get...
Panic!
But do people listen?
No!
Is common sense from them missing?
Well...
I don't want to pass,
That as harrassment.
But if I'm allowed,
I would choose to brag.
I don't want to pass,
That as harrassment.
But people seem to get,
Just what they ask!
And everywhere you go,
You'll see them in their stubbornness to give!
In 'fits' like spoiled little kids.
And everywhere you go,
You'll see them in their stubbornness to give!
In 'fits' like spoiled little kids.
But do people listen?
No!
Is common sense from them missing?
Well...
I don't want to pass,
That as harrassment.
But if I'm allowed,
I would choose to brag.
Tripped out,
Over their finances.
Doubts begin to cloud their minds...
With a suggestion to breathe deeply.
To prevent a panic to exist.
And if they don't breathe deeply,
That's exactly what they'll find!
That's exactly what they'll get...
Panic!
People quick to throw a fit and...
Panic.
One's finances will do it!
Cause a panic.
A lack of money will do it....
Cause a panic.
There is no benefit in it,
But people panic.
People quick to throw a fit and...
Panic.
One's finances will do it!
Cause a panic.
A lack of money will do it....
Cause a panic.
There is no benefit in it,
But people panic.
People quick to throw a fit and...
Panic.
One's finances will do it!
Cause a panic.
A lack of money will do it....
Cause a panic.
There is no benefit in it,
But people panic.
People sick of taking risks,
And so they panic!
People sick of taking risks,
And so they panic!
People sick of taking risks,
And so they panic!
People panic
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The antics of a market buffoon provide laughter, but nobody prays that his child becomes the market buffoon.
Giving Up
Giving up!
I don't know,
The meaning of it.
Am I out of luck?
Giving up!
I don't know.
The meaning of it,
To stay stuck in a rut.
Giving up!
I don't know.
But many people...
Seem to share this equally.
I hear the fussers cussing,
Not to give it up.
I see those hustlers rushing,
Not to give it up.
And...
I see some frantic.
And,
In a panic.
Giving up!
I don't know.
And I wont!
'Cause I don't.
Giving up!
I don't know.
The meaning of it.
Am I out of luck?
Giving up!
I don't know.
The meaning of it,
To stay stuck in a rut.
I hear the fussers cussing,
Not to give it up.
I see those hustlers rushing,
Not to give it up.
And...
I see some frantic.
And,
In a panic.
Giving up!
I don't know.
But...
I hear the fussers cussing.
I see those hustlers rushing.
Giving up!
I don't know.
But I...
See some frantic.
And...
In a panic.
But giving up!
I don't know.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Midst Of This
There seems to be a duality switch,
As an evolution progresses.
Leaving all that lives...
In the midst of this as if part of a quiz!
Everything upon the Earth is going through a change.
And people are conflicted,
As to what will remain untouched.
And what will stay to become restricted.
Fast on a pace is the past phasing out.
With understandings being rearranged...
While minds thought to be conscious,
Are being tossed about.
Those unaccepting of what is going on today...
Find themselves with no defense,
To control or comprehend...
The totality of disarray.
There seems to be a duality switch,
As an evolution progresses.
Leaving all that lives...
In the midst of this as if part of a quiz!
Although it really isn't,
For those who are observant...
And witnessing it with the acknowledgement,
We are all born from birth to develop to transform.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stepped Out With A Greeting Of My Fate
I've stepped out with a greeting of my fate.
I've stepped out with a greeting of my fate.
Way pass mechanics,
With a seeing 'it' as it is...
And with examined antics that can panic,
Leaving those hopes on automatic...
Disappointing but coping,
With emotional deficits...
I feel I have an advantage.
Why bob for apples...
When from trees they can be picked.
Way pass mechanics and antics that can panic.
Why seek surprises...
From those hiding behind disguises.
No longer with automatic hopes,
To inspire lumps left in my throat.
I've stepped out with a greeting of my fate.
Disappointing but coping,
With emotional deficits to leave to learn...
It is my life I must face.
I've stepped out with a greeting of my fate.
Disappointing but coping,
With emotional deficits to leave to learn...
It is my life I must face.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Introduction To Solution
Sung by the tramp:
While the rich get their kicks with their affluent antics
Mr. black sits and ponders their fate.
He just sits in the gloom of his dimly-lit room
Waiting for them to swallow the bait.
While the rich run their rackets he sits in his attic
And casually clocks their defeat.
While the politicians cover up mistakes that theyve made
And all the promises, the lies and deceits.
A military coup has been long overdue.
Now theres fighting and panic in the streets.
Amid the mass disillusion, disorder and confusion,
He will rise now his plan is complete.
But me, Im only standing here
Watching it all go on and Im watching it all go wrong
And its painfully clear that the battle is near
And I wish I could just disappear.
While flash and his men drink champagne in their den
And debase life with crude ostentation,
The poor cry for more, but theyre reaching the point
Where the people cant stand any more.
But me, Im only standing here
Watching it all go on, and Im watching it all go wrong
And its painfully clear that the battle is near
And I wish I could just disappear.
song performed by by Kinks
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Now I Have My Eyes On Dinner
When I say I am seeking something substantial in my life?
Why does that make you laugh to see me at a flea market?
I am seeking something that doesn't need to be high maintenanced...
Looking for wrinkles to moisturized.
To get nipped and tucked when bags begin to sag.
'And...
You are going to find that at a flea market? '
OH yes.
Some people don't know quality to throw it away.
Just like that.
Maybe recently divorced?
Or separated?
'You are talking about being at flea market,
Right! '
Ab-so-yes indeed-lutely!
And today must be my lucky day.
Because I am looking at a bargain.
A steal that's too genuine to leave.
And...
What do you think I've discovered?
'A day you found something priceless? '
Is there such a thing...
Of hoping to spend every moment,
With something so priceless...
To wish it is available?
'What can I say?
Your discovery is as good as mine? '
Are you sure you don't want to look around?
'What makes you think I haven't been doing just that?
I was hoping to see those candleholders you purchased,
Last week...
Again.'
So you had your eyes on 'them' too?
'Very much so.
Now I have my eyes on dinner! '
With breakfast?
'And lunch? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Switch
He's nothing special
Don't need his dough
Settling down what is that a joke
You're feeling his best friend
Your ex bores you
'Cos he started to ignore you
He starts his speech
Tell him not to preach
Always talking out of his ass
What's the point of that
He's not on your level
Like the new man
The fly man
The man who really understands
Remember a good way
To get out of an old thing
Is to jump into a new thing and
Switch
If you don't deliver
You just ditch
Grab another lover
Scratch your itch
From dusk 'til dawning
Until that new guy has you yawning
Switch
If he don't please you
You just ditch
Find someone to tease you
Makes you itch
Freaks you 'til the morning
Until this new guy has you yawning
Same old thing the TV
The video
song performed by by Sugababes from Angels With Dirty Faces
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Heart Like A Wheel
In the days of confusion
Youve turned angry and cold
You say its an ilusion
Theres no fire in your soul
Say you dont love me
Say you dont care
But dont leave me standing here
Your hears like a wheel
Just waiting to roll
Its longing for freedom
To get out on the road
Youre hungry for something
That you may never find
So many reasons
Your love has made you blind
You say you dont love me
You say you dont care
So dont leave me standing here
Dont leave me standing here
You say you dont love me
You say you dont care
Dont leave me
Dont leave me standing here
Life aint been easy
Full of passion and pain
Told me no reason
Why I was to blame
Dont leave me standing
Dont leave me standing
Dont leave me standing
On my own
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Fixing A Hole
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where will it go
I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door
And kept my mind from wandering
Where will it go
And it really doesn't matter if i'm wrong
I'm right
Where i belong i'm right
Where i belong.
See the people standing there who disagree and never win
And wonder why they don't get in my door.
I'm painting my room in the colourful way
And when my mind is wandering
There i will go.
And it really doesn't matter if
I'm wrong i'm right
Where i belong i'm right
Where i belong.
Silly people run around they worry me
And never ask me why they don't get past my door.
I'm taking the time for a number of things
That weren't important yesterday
And i still go.
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go.
song performed by by Beatles
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Most people might just as well buy a share of the whole market, which pools all the information, than delude themselves into thinking they know something the market doesn't.
quote by Merton Miller
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Itch and Scratch
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
Just like a train
on a railroad track
You go away today
and tomorrow come back.
Try taking an aeroplane
instead of a car,
then hop on a rocket
to a distant star.
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
And just like an itch
you’ve got under my skin,
this is a situation
that I just can’t win.
Please give me a break
and get off my back.
Get out of here
and don’t come back.
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Gas Panic!
What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains?
Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night
I think he don't got a name but I can't be certain
And in me he starts to confide
That my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And if you hear me tap on your window
Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way
My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer
My eyes are dead and my throat's like a black hole
And if there's a god would he give another chancer
An hour to sing for his soul
Cos my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on yer window
Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way
Cos my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on yer window
Then you get on your knees and you better pray
Cos my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on your window
Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way
Panic is on the way
Panic is on the way
Panic is on the way
song performed by by Oasis from Standing On The Shoulder Of Giants
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Stop Dont Panic
My heads under pressure baby
Lifes the same
Its a suicidal incubator thats killing my brain
There must be some sonic infiltrator making the strain
See Im a high-pressure operator
In case the same
Stop dont panic, its just a thing I do
Its not so tragic, nothing to hold on to
Im like a tiger in a cage so Im afraid
How do I stop this crazy rage
Im not so cool about my own route
Im gonna hit my switch and fly through
Stop, dont panic, its just a thing I do
Its not, so tragic, nothing to hang on to
Stop dont panic, its just a thing I do
Its not so tragic, nothing to hang on to
Something I hang on to
Its just a thing I do
Nothing to hang on to
Stop, its just a thing I do
Nothing to hang on to
Its just a thing I do
Nothing to hang on to
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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Strike Zone
YOU TELL YOUR SELF YOU'RE NOT THE ONE YOU WOUN'T GET HURT WHEN THE DAMAGE IS DONE.
YOU TELL YOUR SELF IT WOUN'T HAPPEN TO YOU
IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY THERE'S NOTHING NEW.
CAN'T BE THE ONE TO LOSE YOU'RE ONLY WEARIN'SOME ONE ELSE'S SHOES CAN'T YOU READ IT IT'S UP ON THE WALL HOW CAN SOME ONE SO BIG BE SO SMALL.
YOU'RE NOTHIN'WITH OUT YOUR FRIENDS THEY'LL BE WITH YOU TILL THE BITTER END YOUR NOTHIN' AND YOU'LL FIND OUT WHAT THIS WORLD IS ALL ABOUT
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE RUNNIN' WITH THE PACK
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE AIN'T NO USE IN TURN' BACK.
YOU WANT NO WAR IT'S THE CHANCE YOU TAKE NOTHIN' EASIER
AND THE ICE WOUN'T BREAK
WHEN THE SUN COMES OUT AT THE END OF THE NIGHT
YOU WOUN'T ESCAPE FROM THE BLINDING LIGHT
FREEDOM GOES BUT WHO TO BLAME SEE THE MADNESS BURNIN' IN THEIR BRAINS
NO WHERE TO RUN NO PLACE TO HIDE YOUR ALL ALONE ON A ONE WAY RIDE.
YOU'RE NOTHIN WITH OUT YOUR FRIENDS THEY'LL BE WITH YOU TILL THE BITTER END YOUR NOTHIN'AND YOU'LL FIND OUT WHAT THIS WORLD IS ALL ABOUT STANDING IN THE STRIKE ZONE RUNNIN' WITH THE PACK STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE AINT NO USE IN TURNIN' BACK
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE THERE'S A PANIC IN THE STREETS AINT NO GOLDEN PARKS RETREAT
YOU TELL YOUR SELF YOU'RE NOT THE ONE
YOU WOUN'T GET HURT WHEN THE DAMAGE IS DONE
YOU TELL YOUR SELF IT WOUN'T TO YOU
IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY THERE'S NOTHIN' NEW
CAN'T BE THE ONE TO LOSE
CAN'T YOU READ IT IT'S UP ON THE WALL
HOW CAN SOME ONE SO BIG BE SO SMALL
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE
THERE'S A PANIC IN THE STREETS
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE
AIN'T NO GOLDEN PARKS RETREAT
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE
YOU GOT A TICKET FOR A FRONT ROW SEAT
STRIKE ZONE
RUNNIN' WITH THE PACK
STANDING IN THE STRIKE ZONE
AINT NO USE IN TURNIN' BACK
YOU'RE ONLY WEARIN' SOME ONE ELSE'S SHOES
song performed by by Loverboy
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Rain
I woke up and you made me see
You and I we can never be
All the things that we wanted to
So I set you free
Here we are, point of no return
Never thought it would crash and burn
Started out with the best of intentions
I never learn
What is it that I never find
I just want a little piece of mind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why is it that I never find
All the things that I left behind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
You said we would last forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain?
I just tried to make you see
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
We were meant to be forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain
When did we become just me
So let's drink to the life ahead
Standing tall just like you said
Only this time it's someone else
That is in my bed
When you left I had much to say
But today time has come to pay
And i know how hard it is just
To fly away
What is it that I never find
I just want a little piece of mind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why is it that I never find
All the things that I left behind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
You said we would last forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain?
I just tried to make you see
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
We were meant to be forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain
When did we become just me
Why did you leave me standing
Why did you leave me standing
I'm standing tall just like you said
I was trying to see the life ahead
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
You said we would last forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain?
I just tried to make you see
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
We were meant to be forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain
When did we become just me
song performed by by E-type
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The Mist
Through the mist I wander.
With all the time to ponder.
Beasts of such ferocity come at me with such intensity.
I continue on of neccesity,
to find a true philosophy.
The mists so dense.
I need to make recommpence.
For all that's wrong I must confess.
I cannot stand this lonley test.
In the mist and in the midst.
I'm truly blind it gives me fits.
The mist is thick,
it eats you cold and quick.
Beats you madly like a switch.
The mist is dark it kills the heart.
Madly eats you like a shark.
The mist is cold and I grow old.
Hopefully soon I'll find my hold.
poem by Michael McParland
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