Once One Has Paid Their Dues
Once one has paid their dues,
Not too many will attempt...
To prove it to others,
With the giving out of samples to taste.
Or maps with easy directions to follow,
That point out the best escape routes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Somebody Out There
Who cares what I'm gonna do
Without you, without you
Who cares if I blow a few
Without you, without you
I go run after dark
I know you heard it all before
I'm doing fine without you
On my own
What do you expect of me
You used to run, used to be
Got my own life without you
(Now I know)
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
And black and blue
And so confused
There's somebody out there
And so a few are born to lose
Getting me nowhere
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
Who cares what you're gonna be
You're without me, you're without me
Who cares if you're coming clean?
You're without me, you're without me
You go run after dark
I think I heard it all before
I'm doing fine without you
(On my own)
What am I supposed to say
I'm used to all the games you play
I'm doing all right without you
(Now I know)
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
And black and blue
And so confused
There's somebody out there
And all of you are born to lose
Getting me nowhere
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
It's been weighing on my mind
And taking up my day
Then I opened up my eyes
Nothing left to say
I wanna take the time to find
Can you help me on my way
So if you push me down in time
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
And black and blue
And so confused
There's somebody out there
And all of you are born to lose
Getting me nowhere
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
There's somebody out there
There's somebody out there
song performed by by Holly Valance
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People say, You paid your dues, but I never paid any dues. It's always been a great trip.
quote by Richard Donner
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Maps & Legends
Hes not to be reached, hes to be reached.
Hes not to be reached, hes to be reached.
Called the fool and the company,
On his own where hed rather be.
Where he ought to be, he sees what you cant see,
Cant you see that?
Maybe hes caught in the legend,
Maybe hes caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood.
Down the way the roads divided,
Paint me the places you have seen.
Those who know what I dont know
Refer to the yellow, red and green
Maybe hes caught in the legend,
Maybe hes caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood.
Hes not to be reached, hes to be reached. (4 times)
The map that you painted didnt seem real.
He just sings whatever hes seen
Point to the legend, point to the east,
Point to the yellow, red and green
Maybe hes caught in the legend,
Maybe hes caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood, been misunderstood.
(maps and legends)
(maps and legends) is he to be reached?
Hes not to be reached.
(maps and legends) is he to be reached?
Hes not to be reached.
(maps and legends) is he to be reached?
Hes not to be reached anymore.
song performed by by REM
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Easy
Know it sounds funny
But I just cant stand the pain
Girl Im leaving you tomorrow
Seems to me girl
You know Ive done all I can
You see I begged, stole
And I borrowed
Ooh, thats why Im easy
Im easy like sunday morning
Thats why Im easy
Im easy like sunday morning
Why in the world
Would anyboddy put chains on me?
Ive paid my dues to make it
Everbody wants me to be
What they want me to be
Im not happy when I try to fake it!
No!
Ooh,thats why Im easy
Im easy like sunday morning
Thats why Im easy
Im easy like sunday morning
I wanna be high, so high
I wanna be free to know
The things I do are right
I wanna be free
Just me, babe!
Thats why Im easy
Im easy like sunday morning
Thats why Im easy
Im easy like sunday morning
Because Im easy
Easy like sunday morning
Because Im easy
Easy like sunday morning
song performed by by Lionel Richie
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Maps And Legends
He's not to be reached he's to be reached.
He's not to be reached he's to be reached.
Called the fool and the company
On his own where he'd rather be.
Where he ought to be he sees what you can't see can't you see that?
Maybe he's caught in the legend
maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
have been misunderstood.
Down the way the road's divided
Paint me the places you have seen.
Those who know what I don't know
refer to the yellow, red and green
Maybe he's caught in the legend,
maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
have been misunderstood.
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached. (4 times)
The map that you painted didn't seem real.
He just sings whatever he's seen
Point to the legend, point to the east,
Point to the yellow, red and green
Maybe he's caught in the legend,
maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
have been misunderstood, been misunderstood. (Maps and legends)
(Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached.
(Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached.
(Maps and legends) Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached anymore
song performed by by REM
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Sick of home
Sometime I get homesick for places I have never been.
I get wanderlust so badly it makes me grind my teeth till they shatter..
During the grave shift, at the shelter,
some nights, will I do nothing but look up bus and (even better) train schedules.
(Everyone knows trains are the only romantic way to travel)
I use maps and red markers to plot escape routes.
I always have a fire escape and enough bills to leave town.
8 hours spent with maps and bus schedules spread out on the floor of a locked office... plotting the great escape.
I have been homesick for Russia: (Thanks to Dostoyevsky and Akhmatovaa)
Henry Miller made me homesick for the Paris of the 40's.
I blame two things on literature:
two fatal cracks and fissures in my personality,
cracks and fissures that often manifest in 'strange' and 'inappropriate' places.
(Watch the news and tell me there is anything that can be called
'inappropriate behavior' these days....)
The two 'feet of clay' I place squarely on literature's doorstep are:
My ability to only feel at home in places where I am not,
and my Heroin addiction.
Cos every good junkie:
Heroin or travel
have their mentors.
poem by Brevet Wilson
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Giving It All Away
Writers: leo sayer & david courtney
I paid all my dues so I picked up my shoes
I got up and walked away
Oh, I was just a boy
Nobody else to blame...
Ive worked hard and failed
Now all I can say is
I threw it all away
Oh, I was just a boy
Giving it all away...
Sail away, sail away,
Ooh, I know better now, I know better now
Giving it all away
Ooh, I know better now, I know better now
Ive given it all away...
Went out in the world -- too much for my nerves
Only myself to blame
Oh, I was just a boy
Nobody else to blame...
Ive done all I can, now its out of my hands
Stand on my head and say
Oh, I was just a boy
Giving it all away...
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Backseat Drivers (Fun Poem 87)
Have you ever had those days
when you have had a backseat driver
giving directions to you?
Think yourself lucky that it was one,
and then think of me with two!
One wants you to go in one direction
and the other wants you to go in another.
Confused?
You can get that way
and it’s so easy when you know the way,
but they don’t think you do.
The question that comes to mind,
just what do you do?
Easy, carry on regardless
and ignore the both of them.
In fact, that is exactly what I had to do.
16 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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It Dont Come Easy
(it dont come easy, you know it dont come easy)
(it dont come easy, you know it dont come easy)
Got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues
And you know it dont come easy
You dont have to shout or leap about
You can even play them easy
Forget about the past and all your sorrow
The future wont last
It will soon be your tomorrow
I dont ask for much, I only want your trust
And you know it dont come easy
And this love of mine keeps growing all the time
And you know it dont come easy
Open up your heart, lets come together
Use a little luck, and we will make it work out better
Got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues
And you know it dont come easy
You dont have to shout or leap about
You can even play them easy
Please remember peace is how we make it
Here withing your reach, is your freedom to take it
I dont ask for much, I only want your trust
And you know it dont come easy
(de de de) growing all the time
And you know it dont come easy
(thank you)
song performed by by George Harrison
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Prove Your Love
Written by christine mcvie.
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooooooh...
I want to be, inside your heart
Thats place, the place for me
But I could understand, it wont be easy
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Like I say it aint easy
To let your heart run wild
So if you want to please me baby
Then dont act like a child
But I can understand, it won t be easy
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
It doesnt matter if youre far away
Or right here by my side
Thats the way I feel about it
We cant let the whole thing slide...
So if you cant see me
Right where you are
They why dont you send for me baby
By the nearest star
It wont be easy, and youve got to prove
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Youve got to prove, prove your love to me
Ooooohhhh, oooooohh, ooooooh...
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Deep Rooted Issues
There are those,
Who would rather get their updates...
On the lives lived they attempt to escape,
From a psychoanalysis, a medical doctor.
Or a high priced and paid psychiatrist.
Then they will go to a bar or somewhere to eat off,
Their surmounting frustrations.
Than to listen to someone who says it,
Just like it is as it has been observed for years...
To accuse them of being unempathetic and insensitive.
And this they tell to those as if to announce,
Their unwarranted victimization.
As the ones giving time to listen,
Provide them with a baited sympathy given.
With a comforting that guarantees,
They will never face their deep rooted issues to confront.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Over the years, I was never really driven to become a solo artist, but I was curious to find out who I was as an individual creative person. It's taken some time, but now I feel I've truly paid my dues. I guess I'm at a point now where I'm more comfortable in my own skin.
quote by Annie Lennox
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I'm Sure 'Someone' Is Aware Of That
It would be nice to know,
Those I had chosen to follow...
Were not secretly making attempts,
To sabotage my interests.
Since that would make no sense at all...
Especially,
If I carry on my back the maps...
I belabored over to detail a safe journey.
I'm sure 'someone' is aware of that?
I hope no one in front whispering,
Believes I follow...
Because I have nothing else to do.
And I hope the one giving them attention,
Knowing what I have in my possession...
Isn't easily deceived,
'IF' arriving to their destiny is a priority for all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Giving Up
When I was young
I was told what to want
Ive got a wife and babies too
Ive tried so hard
But all my feelings have gone
So have my wife and money too
So Im giving up
Time for easy action
So Im giving up
Im gonna do what I want
I always worked if I envy part of the scheme of things (? )
One weeks work one weeks pay
I find it hard
The (? ) not so easy
So Im heading up and moving out
Giving up
Its a cool reaction
Oh Ill give it up
Dont want to fight no more
Giving up
Time for easy action
Theres always been a feeling down inside of me
I dont care I (? )
Im off the wall
Giving up
Time for easy action
Im giving up
Im gonna do just what I want
Giving up
Its a cool reaction
Oh Ill give it up
Dont want to fight no more
Giving up
Time for easy action
Giving up
What I wanted was before
Giving up
Its a cool reaction
Giving up
I shall overcome
song performed by by Heaven 17
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I did my time for the rape. I paid my money to Las Vegas. I paid my dues.
quote by Mike Tyson
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Popularity Bestowed
To declare someone or a thing done,
As popular...
Is a point of view.
Like a fad one embraces,
Until the taste of it is replaced...
By something else considered fresh,
And updated.
In some schools these 'labels' given,
Hold true too.
With a giving of attention...
To a uniqueness that is mentioned.
That others may attempt to replicate.
But when something is determined by some,
To become popular...
Others may perceive that a popularity bestowed,
May go to one's head to marinate to stay.
To carry around without sleep.
With a thought of this believed.
To be accepted as received.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dues
I think Im headed for a terrible accident.
Made more plans than anyone who ever paid their rent.
Im not stupid and I might be havin too much pride.
Surgeon general has determined that I may as well die.
Jesus are you watching or have you gone blind.
Evil souls are upon us and were surely runnin out of time.
Chorus
I tried religion and some holy roller steals my tenth.
In the grave yard I aint strong enough to jump the fence.
Some men they say they got more soul than both my shoes.
Makes me wonder can we ever stop payin dues.
I might be workin on a scene that I can never act.
Everybodys gonna think that my mind is cracked.
I dont care because its my right to win or lose.
Makes me wonder can we ever stop payin dues.
Crazy, am I crazy for wanting so much more.
My mind says I cant ever give up but I still cant be sure.
Chorus
Can we ever stop payin dues.
Can we ever stop payin dues.
Can we ever stop payin dues.
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Why Would You Wanna Live
It's all happened here before.
I know you've seen it too.
I know you've seen it too.
And it's all happened to you.
Kid you've paid your dues.
Dues and dues.
Why would you wanna live in this world?
Why would you wanna live in this world?
I know you watch the news.
I've seen it too.
I've seen it too.
And it's all happened to you.
Kid you've paid your dues.
Dues and dues.
Why would you wanna live in this world?
Why wouldn't you wanna live in this world?
Wouldn't you wanna live
song performed by by Wilco
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Until The Day Is Done
Any days rife with anger are long-since gone;
Remaining behind is hurt and confusion, long-lingering, since its dawn!
Love, alone, should've been enough for reasoned thought to follow,
Believe, I do, the mantra: 'always tell the truth...', your words are hollow!
Long gone too, any want for vengeance:
God shall allow for you to serve your penance!
Your futile attempt to prove me guilty, proved you to be such,
Though perhaps deserving of punishment, penal-may be too much!
Self-guilt, served with a helping of inner-shame shall, I believe, suffice,
Though, a taste of your bitter medicine, I think, at times, to be nice!
You have implied in the past that, perhaps I love thee not sufficiently-
It appears though, that you were the one loving deficiently!
If anyone need prove anything, to anyone,
It is you, to me and all others! I await thee dear, until the day is done!
Maurice Harris,17 January 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Lost Trees
The cutting of trees is distinct for we play,
Escape routes exist to last for generations.
A growth arises in the muddy waters,
Slaves seem to decay as the land alters.
A sane person was a town for the trees,
Pavements in places sensed the crowd;
Tracks for the routes dismayed our coasts,
For travel became a lost cause, a lost religion.
poem by Naveed Akram
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