Still I Sit With This Bitterness
After fifty years,
You are much too late!
To entice any interests
To bait my creative tastes.
I have not been waiting,
For your awareness to discover...
An identity you have suppressed,
That now finds you recovered.
When I was given 'gifts'
It was my duty to persist...
To lift them to heights.
Not to hide them in fright!
A veil from your eyes have been lifted.
You 'now' want to express your worth.
You now find something within yourself...
That you have found more valuable than dirt!
Weren't you the one to say back then,
That I was the scum of the Earth?
Now that scum is priceless!
And you find that 'scum'...
Has become 'royalty' to serve?
How humbling an 'act' I observe!
After fifty years,
You are much too late!
To entice any interests
To bait my creative tastes.
I have not been waiting,
For your awareness to discover...
An identity you have suppressed,
That now finds you recovered.
When I was given 'gifts'
It was my duty to persist...
To lift them to heights.
Not to hide them in fright!
A veil from your eyes have been lifted.
You 'now' want to express your worth.
You now find something within yourself...
That you have found more valuable than dirt!
Weren't you the one to say back then,
That I was the scum of the Earth?
Now that scum is priceless!
And you find that 'scum'...
Has become 'royalty' to serve?
For some.
How humbling an 'act' I observe!
And still I sit with this bitterness...
I have yet to find strength to overcome.
As I hold back anger,
Sometimes in fits!
Biting my lips to be pleasant to everyone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Scum
I am scum.
Nothing more than a worthless bum.
I crossed the last line.
There is no return.
In the end I'm deeply burned.
Self loathing hatred fills me up.
They replace what I choked out.
I am scum what can be done?
I'd change it all in heartbeat times run.
Stabbed and beaten till all were bleeding.
I am scum I hate myself.
It's no wonder I've never been loved.
I am scum so all can see,
Most ecspecially I know does she.
I retire in this weary state of mind.
I can't take anymore sorrow I'm a crime.
So from this scum I say goodbye.
I never intentionally told a lie.
So forgive me for the things I do.
I'm scum of the earth God hates me too.
poem by Michael McParland
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Scum Of The Earth
Scum of the earth
Come on
Yeah
Run and kill
Destroy the will
A hero that doesnt exist
Yeah
Smoking gun
Well I am the one
A bullet whole in your fist
Yeah
Hey,Im breathing
Hey,Im bleeding
Hey,Im screaming
Scum of the earth
Come on (x2)
Yeah
Wake up dead
Beedin red
A world that dosent exist
Yeah
Heaven waits
With the gates
Rusting in the mist
Yeah
Yeah
Hey,Im breathing
Hey, Im bleeding
Hey,Im screaming
Scum of the earth
Come on (x2)
Go (x12)
Yeah
Run and kill
Destroy the will
A hero that dosent exist
Yeah
Smokin gun
Well I am the one
A bullet whole in your fist
Yeah
Hey,Im breathing
Hey,Im bleeding
Hey,Im screaming
Scum of the earth
Come on (x2)
Hey(x6) scum of the earth
Hey(x6) scum of the earth
Hey(x6) scum of the earth
Hey(x6) scum of the earth
song performed by by Rob Zombie
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Scum Of The Earth
There was a group called called Scum of the Earth
And they say they got their birth
In a basement bar on Greek Street down in Soho
The bass man he smoked grass and the drummer he kicked ass
And the lead guitar ate speed while everybody boogied
The drummer's name was Mavis he was a twice convicted rapist
They say he learned to play in a garage band in Balham
He'd cut out your heart for a dime and he kept lousy time
But the rest of the band was too damned scared to tell him
And The Scum of the Earth they just keep boogyin' on
Higher and higher until the fire was burned out and gone
And The Scum of the Earth they just keep boogyin' on
Now the bass man's names was Spiker he dressed like a black jacket biker
But underneath his leathers he wore black lace silk panties
They say he sang his sweet love number directly to the drummer
While he kept his eye on the guitar player's fanny
On lead guitar was Static he was a hey health-food fanatic
He lived on berries and nuts and had scurvy and rickets
He did his Yoga excercisin' and he kept on tryin' and tryin'
'til finally he could bend all the way over and lick it
And The Scum of the Earth they just keep boogyin' on
Higher and higher until the fire was burned out and gone
And The Scum of the Earth they just keep boogyin' on.
Now one night Scum of the Earth they was playin' for all they was worth
Guitar screams and wails and cymbal crashes louder faster and higher
Till their electric cords caught fire and the whole damn band was burned to a pile of ashes
And The Scum of the Earth they just keep boogyin' on
Higher and higher until the fire was burned out and gone
And The Scum of the Earth they just keep boogyin' on
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Our army is composed of the scum of the earth - the mere scum of the earth.
quote by Duke of Wellington
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A Rag Man's Trumpet
A mutual friend has told me
that you're a tow rag now,
and that you've already
broken your marriage vows.
You've been screwing around
without a thought or care
and leaving your scum
just about anywhere.
You told me she was the one
and then chucked me in.
You hurt me so bad,
I couldn't stop crying.
Since then I've found out
just what you are.
A toe rag and scum bag
that drives a red car.
Your just a worthless anus
of the worst possible kind.
You want stuffing with a ragman's trumpet
horn end first and from behind.
poem by Tex T Sarnie
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Scumbag
Recorded live at new yorks fillmore east, 6 june 1971
Scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag.
Scumbag, yeah! scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag, ho!
Scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag.
Scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag.
Scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag.
Scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag.
Scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag.
Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag.
Scumbag.
Scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag.
Scum, scum, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag.
-hey, listen! I dont know whether you can tell what the words are to this song but theres only two of them and id
Like to have you sing along cause its real easy. anybody who comes to the fillmore east can sing this song. the name
Of the song is scumbag. ok? and all you gotta do is sing scumbag.
Right on, brothers and sister lets hear it for the scumbag!
Scumbag! scumbag! scumbag! scumbag! scumbag!
Scumbag! scumbag! scumbag! scumbag!
Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag,
Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, scumbag,
Scum,
Scumbag, baby, scumbag,
Scumbag.
Scumbag, baby,
Scumbag, baby, (scumbag, baby)
Scumbag, baby, (scumbag, baby)
Scumbag, (scumbag, baby)
Scumbag, (scumbag, baby)
Scumbag, oh yeah, (scumbag)
Scumbag (scumbag)
Scumbag (scumbag) (whos scumbag? )
Hey, scumbag, (scumbag)
Scumbag (scumbag)
Scumbag (scumbag)
Scumbag, scumbag,
Scum, uh!
Scumbag,
Scumbag,
Scumbag (scumbag)
Scumbag,
Scumbag,
Scumbag,
Scumbag.
(oh, oh, oh, yeah)
-good night, boys and girls!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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This Is Not Your Country
Road blocks and fire
Barb wire upon barb wire
This is not your country
Armoured cars, corrugated scars
Grafitti scrawls:
This is not your country
Home sweet fortress
Gunshot - we hate your kind
Get back !
This is not your country
I need some air
And Im stopped and repeatedly questioned:
Born and raised ?
But this is not my country
Were old news
Alls well
Say bbc scum
One child shot, but so what ?
Laid my son
In a box, three feet long
And I still dont know why
A short walk home becomes a run
And Im scared
In my own country
Were old news
Alls well
Say bbc scum
Everybodys under control
Of our surveillance globes
Were old news
Alls well
And thirty years could be a thousand
And this peugeot ad
Spins round in my head
British soldier pointing a gun
And Im only trying to post a letter
A short walk home becomes a run
And Im scared, and Im scared, I am scared
Old news
Alls well
Bbc scum
Youve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Youve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Youve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Youve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
song performed by by Morrissey
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Mad
Mad, you just make me mad
I hate your silent breathing in the night
Sad, you make me sad
When I juxtapose your features I get sad
I know I shouldnt had someone else in our bed
But I was so tired, I was so tired
Who would think youd find a bobby pin
It just makes me mad, makes me mad
It just makes me, makes me -
- mad
Glad, when Im gone youre glad
That overwhelming tension dissipates
Oh, tad, you think Im a baby
Nobody likes to here, why dont you grow up at dawn
I know I shouldnt had someone else in our bed
But I was so tired, so tired
Who would think youd find a bobby pin
It makes me mad, makes me mad
Dont you know it just makes me -
- mad
It just makes me mad
Dumb, youre dumb as my thumb
In the wistful morning you throw a coffee cup at my head
Scum, you said Im scum
What a very lovely and feminine thing to do
Bark, why dont you just bark
Sit, come, stay are the perfect words meant for you
Ah, ass, you says Im an ass
You better call 911 just Im gonna hold you tight
I know I shouldnt had someone else in our bed
But I was so tired, so tired
You said youre out of town for the night
And I believed in you, I believed you
And I was so tired, it makes me so mad
It makes me so -
- mad
It makes me so mad
It just makes me mad
It makes me mad
It makes me mad
It makes me mad
It makes me mad
It makes me mad, ah
Dumb
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Winter
The sun with all its beauty and glory has gone.
Where has it gone? Nowhere.
But again I ask: Why do I not see it?
It has given way to Winter.
But why?
Is it because that everything in nature comes and goes
or is it because that it had no choice but to go and give way
to a sombre and disheartening state of affairs just for the sake of it? Hmm.....
I have often wondered.
Gloomy days and frosty nights are its constituent.
Water trickling down from overhead and onto the ground,
moistening the earth after the earth baking I found
Oh! a water dropp fell down the back of my neck
- how cold yet how soothing.
All cuddled up in a big fur coat seeking to find some shelter
I was where from a front yard porch could look at the water
washing away all the ash of yesterday.
How pleasant it is to see such a sight
as a river of water making its way
down the gutter of man made carrying with it
all the dirt and scum that was and will be there another day.
Having found my shelter and home I was dripping and shaking from a winter day looking out there and thinking I dare not be in it again.
It can be good and it can be bad, knowing this now after years gone by
when I was a child in dismay wondering why I felt so sad. A child in dismay. A child in dismay.......
Ah! another cold dropp fell down the back of my neck,
through a hole in the porch roof which awakened me from days gone by.
Oh how cruel winter is in a way stirring me to think of memories from pleasanter days.
The days are short, the nights are long and both are cold.
I must adapt myself as others do to escape the danger
and cost of paying the bill when all is needed for winter.
How I wish I was in summer dreaming about winter,
but then why should I when both are hard times.
poem by George Krokos
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Motorcycle Landscape
On a hanging garden ------
----------- [babylon seat]
------------- [baby batters]
----------------------- [weak]
---------- [hope you be great]
And the children have said their backbones
Will hurt you if you think
For there is a dolls arm
Floating in the scum
And its calling you over
While its calling you a bum
And it beckons you to frown
And it beckons you to brown
And it thinks its found a
Chance to build another real
Motorcycle landscape
The only thing that watches there
-----------[nails] are bloody red
On a -------------------------
[come to] ----------- are dead
All that we can read while
---------- are girlie magazines
For their [jest] theyre save your wrapper
Girls arent in their teens
[billions can sleep while hold to]
[fields of meanless wire]
Do the kids in----------------------
------------- on the fire]
[though ------ to marriage
[stabbed of broken bliss]
[shade ---------------------
[some them were] like this
For there is a dolls arm floating in the scum
And its calling you over while its calling you a bum
Motorcycle landscape
song performed by by Xtc
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Find Your Way Back
You know its been a long long road
Since I packed up and left on my own
And I can carry a heavy load
Just try n get back to her heart
I sure aint got no home
I seem to find love where I ramble
And when its time to go
I hear that voice again, say n
Chorus:
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Leave a message with the rain
You can find me where the wind blows
The snow across the pain
And the frost upon the heart
You got no place to be
Still you wonder where youre goin
And why I had to leave
I hear a voice and it says to me
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
To her heart, cmon
I know its too late now
But I wish I could go back in time
And start all over somehow
And get it right from the start
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back (find your way back) find your way back
Find your way back (find your way back) find your way back
Find your way back (find your way back) find your way back
Find your way back (find your way back) find your way back...
song performed by by Starship
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Find Your Way Back
You know its been a long long road
Since I packed up and left on my own
And I can carry a heavy load
Just try n get back to her heart
I sure aint got no home
I seem to find love where I ramble
And when its time to go
I hear that voice again, say n
Chorus:
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Leave a message with the rain
You can find me where the wind blows
The snow across the pain
And the frost upon the heart
You got no place to be
Still you wonder where youre goin
And why I had to leave
I hear a voice and it says to me
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
To her heart, cmon
I know its too late now
But I wish I could go back in time
And start all over somehow
And get it right from the start
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back
Find your way back to her heart
Find your way back (find your way back) find your way back
Find your way back (find your way back) find your way back
Find your way back (find your way back) find your way back
Find your way back (find your way back) find your way back...
song performed by by Starship
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The rich are the scum of the earth in every country.
G.K. Chesterton in Flying Inn (1914)
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Organizations like the ACLU fought and won the good fight back in the 1960's, but it's clear that nowadays they've run out of useful things to do since they now spend most of their time defending the scum of the Earth from getting what they rightly deserve.
quote by Craig Bruce
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Your Leader
I am your leader.
Follow me to the promised land.
I'll deliver you from the scum that fills the earth.
My wrath to scorch the world.
Your leader here to fill with fear,
the scum that takes us now our honor smears.
It's time forme to clean the trash.
The leaer now is useless,
and cowers so fast.
I'm your leader now we'll conquer need,
destroying all that displeases me.
I'm tired of waiting for change that's not there.
A nation of cowards that fear the very change of the air.
Your leader is here now bw at my feet.
If you don't like what I do you'll feel
pain and anguish so true.
I will not take this further disgrace.
Of deling with retards in this small living space.
Breathing room now your leader does say.
If your not here to help I'll put you out of my way.
Death and destruction,
such pain and awesome reward.
First is the suffering then victory and bounty to hoard.
Your leader is delivered,
Praise the God that's here now.
I'll deliever us from demons that destroy and surround.
I am the man a leader born true.
If you are undesireble I'm coming for you.
poem by Michael McParland
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Undress for the T.S.A (tune of Come to the Cabaret)
What good is sittin' alone in your room
Hop on a flight today,
First Take off your coat, your hat, your shoes
Undress for the T.S.A..
We’ll scan your suitcase, your ipod and phone
Mister, we have all day,
Undress for the T.S.A. you scum
Undress for the T.S.A..
We grope the guys, we fondle girls
Best of all our acts are legal
Because we’re working for the Eagle
No use permittin' a Prophet’s buffoons
To Wipe every smile away, yes
Undress for the T.S.A. you scum
Undress for the T.S.A!
What good are privacy rights anymore?
With full body scans O.K’d,
Bend over, cough, salute the flag
Undress for the T.S.A.
I once enjoyed holidays by the shore
but now I just drive most days,
rather that than the T.S.A, old Chum
Rather that than the T.S.A.
And as for me,
As for me,
What good is waiting on long airport lines
at the mercy of the T.S.A.
While someone named Kalid pats you down
wands you and kicks your bags around
Makes me loathe the T.S.A.!
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Bastards srtike
Bastards have already stuck their strike.
All ready had the forced entery.
In my head they stay no to exit.
I felt pain that day.
I had the pain.
Forcible sex.
Hurt through and through.
Now I know what hate is.
Becuase hate is all I feel for you.
Bastards strike on the weak.
The speak threats with their beak.
They had thier nasty streak.
Tuants and threats they speak.
Bastards raped me and I hate them.
Theyre are scum.
Evil vile scum.
And rotten to the core.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Rise
Touch my hand
Does it feel strange to you
Somehow I'd like to know
If you're my friend
Why'd you stay inside your shell
Take a look outside yourself
Just tell me what you see
Does it still look like me
Can't find a way to rise again
Find the shade
Flood it with your golden eyes
Before it turns you blind
Not too late
Try to make amends inside
Try to open up your mind
My body hits the dirt
Too late to find a cure
Can't find a way to rise again
Jesus help me
I'm falling
song performed by by Green Lizard from Identity
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I Wish You Found the Time to Find Me
I wish you found the time to find me.
Not just to see me,
In chance encounters when we meet!
To appear out of the blue...
In such out of the way places,
To say hello when we greet!
And I...
With these deep feelings I have for you,
Sitting inside of me wishing you knew.
I wish you found the time to find me.
I wish you could witness the preparation taken,
To await your presence each time...
We catch each other by surprise.
And I find that look in your eyes,
So priceless.
'Oh hi!
It's you again!
You too.
Have a good day.'
I wish you found the time to find me,
The one to value!
The one you discover to have met,
By an accident...
That happened to have blessed,
Your life and mine.
And not just merely as an occurrence...
Of a repeated coincidence!
Planned.
But who knew...
Just how 'lucky' two like us can be?
What a karmic fate we share?
You...
And me?
Meeting like this?
Isn't it breath taking?
Would you say that to me,
I wonder?
When we cuddle and it is raining,
With lightening and thunder!
I wish you found the time to find me.
As I have found you...
Not quite yet,
To take notice of my efforts!
Perhaps I should apply the basics?
Instead of the diverse creative approach?
Yes!
I had not thought,
You may prefer the 'basic-in-my-face-stuff'.
But declaring, 'I want to jump your bones! '
May be too offensive.
Even today!
Oh...
I am getting tired of these inner monologues!
They go on and on and on and on...
And I have yet to select my disguise for tomorrow.
I wish you found the time to find me.
I am running out of ideas!
And I fear your rejection!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Scum Of The Earth
Sung by flash, spivs & floosies.
Flash: they call me the scum of the earth.
They say Im the scab of the nation.
But deep inside Im only human.
Just an ordinary man.
With ordinary plans.
They say Im crooked and bent,
They call me a rogue and a villain,
But if they could see deep inside me
Theyd see a heart that once was pure
Before it touched the evils of this world,
For if I cut myself I bleed
And if I catch a cold I sneeze.
Have I not eyes to help me see?
Have I not lungs to help me breathe?
Have I not hands, organs, senses
And affections just like you?
Stop the music.
Well aint I human
Like everybody else?
Before you condemn me my friends,
I suggest that you look deep inside you
For good and evil
Exist in all of us,
And no man is a saint
And each creates his heaven and his hell.
Chorus: we know that hes only a man.
Hes got feelings and faults
Just like everyone else.
Flash: so dont put me down because Ive done well,
For even wide boys, hoods and spivs
Have got the right to live.
Chorus: we know were the scum of the earth,
We know were the scab of the nation,
But were your enemies and your brothers
And no man is a saint
And deep down were all the same as one another.
song performed by by Kinks
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