Unwrap Their Brains From The Cellophane
Unwrap their brains from the cellophane.
Something has curtailed their use.
A preservation will not induce thought.
Who wrapped them up like that anyway?
And 'why' to us have they been brought?
Unwrap their brains from the cellophane.
Resuscitate them quick.
Perhaps they have something to say.
And this action has been legit.
If they had not use them at anytime before...
What makes saving them,
Something to explore?
If the user has ignored them,
What use are they to us?
Shouldn't we continue,
To let them cuss their own existence?
Eliminating for us this fuss.
And like they've done in the past...
Let the brightest amongst them,
Be ignored.
Disrespected.
And distanced...
Until they have become wasted?
And they amongst themselves be trashed.
They alone delight in performing this task!
Where will they be stored?
It is hard enough to move fat asses now.
Don't you think it would be dangerous,
To give them another chore?
And hear complaints of choking yokes,
Their ancestors wore!
We don't need to provide another reason...
For them to sit on stoops.
Drooping to drop,
In front of their doors!
Unwrap their brains from the cellophane.
Something has curtailed their use.
A preservation will not induce thought.
Who wrapped them up like that anyway?
Is there a lesson in this to be taught?
And to whom will this benefit?
These dead brains will not be sought!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Opportunities
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, i've got the brains
Let's make lots of -
I've had enough of scheming and messing around with jerks
My car is parked outside, i'm afraid it doesn't work
I'm looking for a partner, someone who gets things fixed
Ask yourself this question: do you want to be rich?
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, i've got the brains
Let's make lots of money
You can tell i'm educated, i studied at the sorbonne
Doctored in mathematics, i could have been a don
I can program a computer, choose the perfect time
If you've got the inclination, i have got the crime
Oh, there's a lot of opportunities
If you know when to take them, you know?
There's a lot of opportunities
If there aren't, you can make them
Make or break them
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
Let's make lots of -
(aahhhhh) money
(aahhhhh)
(aahhhhh - di du da di da bu di ba)
You can see i'm single-minded, i know what i could be
How'd you feel about it, come and take a walk with me?
I'm looking for a partner, regardless of expense
Think about it seriously, you know, it makes sense
Let's (got the brains)
Make (got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (oohh money)
(let's) you've got the brawn
(make) i've got the brains
Let's make lots of money (oohh money)
I've got the brains (got the brains)
You've got the looks (got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (oohh money)
Money
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Their Brains in the Bottom Drawer
With some people, the more power they receive,
and the bigger boots they get,
they file away their brains in the bottom drawer.
Their brains end up where there ass should be,
and their ass where their brains should be.
This leaves everyone to wonder,
did they get a degree in stupidity.
We meet them all the time,
and we all know the old saying,
a little power goes to their head.
How many times
have we heard that said?
Little people with big notions,
well beyond their station.
Some people are born to be leaders,
some others are the righter of wrongs.
Some think they know it all,
but most of them are dumb.
They abuse the power they have acquired
in a most idiotic way,
so in the bottom drawer their brains are bound to stay.
(2 May 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Stranger In My Mirror
there's a stranger in my mirror, who don't know how to behave. he keeps grinnin
bout you and whistilin tunes, while he ought to be watchin, we move alike and
we loo the same but i swear we've got totally different brains and the love
we're in with you, just makes it clear, he used to be my win, now there's a
stranger in my mirror. and he doesn't want to go out drinkin with all of his
friends no more, he's got both of thinkin, you're what we;re livin for. we've
gone crazy and we can't recover. you're always on one mind or the other. i
admit we should be certified. he's a little schizophrenic and so am i, there's
a stranger in my mirror, who don't know how to be have, he keeps grinnin bout
you and whistlin tunes. while he ought to be watchin me shave, we move alike
and we loo the same but i swear we've got totally different brains and the love
we're in with you, just makes it clear, he used to be my win, now there's a
stranger in my mirror.
and he's always doin little things i never thought i'd do, like lookin at
diamond rings, drwin hearts and writin i love you's. thought it was just a case
of mild affection, until i cought a glimpse of my reflection. i looked up into
my own eyes. and saw someone startin back i didn't recognize.
there's a stranger in my mirror, who don't know how to behave. he keeps grinnin
bout you and whistilin tunes, while he ought to be watchin, we move alike and
we loo the same but i swear we've got totally different brains and the love
we're in with you, just makes it clear, he used to be my win, now there's a
stranger in my mirror. lord i'm in love with you and there's a stranger in my
mirror.
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Inventing is a combination of brains and materials. The more brains you use, the less material you need.
quote by Charles Kettering
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We can certainly go further than cats, but why should it be that our brains are somehow so suited to the universe that our brains will be able to understand the deepest workings?
quote by Brian Greene
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You can't imagine how much detail we know about brains. There were 28,000 people who went to the neuroscience conference this year, and every one of them is doing research in brains. A lot of data. But there's no theory. There's a little, wimpy box on top there.
quote by Jeff Hawkins
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Heart Cooks Brain
Slow walk
Its land mine
Its coal mine
Its a bad thought
On the way to God dont know
My brains the burger and my hearts the coal
Im trying to get my head clear
I push things out through my mouth I get refilled through my ears
Im on my way to God dont know or even care
My brains the weak heart, and my hearts the long stairs
Inland from vancouver shore
The ravens and the seagulls push each other inward and outward
Inward and outward
In this place that I call home
My brains the cliff, and my hearts the bitter buffalo
My hearts the bitter buffalo
We tore one down, and erected another there
The match of the century: absence versus thin air
On the way to God dont know
My brains the burger and my hearts the coal
On this life that we call home
The years go fast and the days go so slow
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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Ed Is Dead
Her head is in a bitter way
Her brains on fire
Shes just looking for the perfect wave
Its her brains desire
Ill think of her when I walk the strand
On this true hormos a night
Ed is dead (4x)
Shes just rotting in stupid bliss
With music on her bars uh
Her face burning in the l.a. sun
She got no got no fear of cars
I better kick my strand cruiser
To the friendlier oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ed is dead (4x)
Ed is dead
Ed is, yeah ed is
Ed is dead (3x)
E.i.d. (3x)
No, no, no, no, no
song performed by by Pixies
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The old Spaniard
Nicely wrapped with cellophane layers in different colors,
Like beehives, hanged on a stick
Who carries them to each and every door step the Candyfloss.
Though I am a diabetic I buy one.
'Today's the daylight saving time begins' I reminded him.
Then he changed the hands of his old wrist watch.
[I murmured my silent prayer; 'Let his tiresome walk leads to a big candy factory one day! ]
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Achieve
Wrapped in a mental
image of one's self
with no way out
Caught in the crowd
walking towards repetition
into the same life
as everybody else
Unwrap yourself
leave the crowd
see what you can do
with your mind
and your hands
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Liqueur and Life
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Blow my brains
Oh, transcendence a kiss
Last forever and a day
Like the music of a harp
There notes string you along
Like a child you hear
But not the voices behind
The silence in what they say
Because you're to blind drunk
You cannot hear or see
Beyond, your own misery
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Blow my brains away...
But quantum physics
I better understand
Like Janis Joplin she lives with me
Through you!
Thunder in the airways can't you see
Life under a toadstool, how can it be?
My life's boxed under the stairs
With you!
Take a rain cheque darling,
I can't take no more
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Blow my brains away...
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Nomenclators
Nomenclators like debaters,
Continue to regurgitate...
Impressive knowledge they've obtained.
By listing that which they've regained.
Or created!
And they become so animated,
When they think someone will rate...
How they come across as speakers,
With gestures people appreciate.
And they like it when they knock and mock.
Name dropping without stop.
They love it when they see the people shocked...
With mouths wide open and eyes popped!
Nomenclators like debaters,
Continue to regurgitate...
Impressive knowledge they've obtained.
By listing that which they've regained.
Maintained,
To drain brains.
And they like it when they knock and mock.
Name dropping without stop.
They love it when they see the people shocked...
With mouths wide open and eyes popped!
And they like it when the people,
Strain.
And they like it,
When the people try...
To maintain drained brains.
And they like it when the people,
Strain.
And they like it,
When the people try...
To maintain drained brains.
Nomenclators never get enough.
They like it!
Nomenclators never get enough.
They like it!
Nomenclators never get enough.
They like to see the people do their best,
To maintain drained brains!
Nomenclators never get enough.
They like it!
Nomenclators never get enough.
They like it!
Nomenclators never get enough.
They like to see the people do their best,
To maintain drained brains!
Nomenclators never get enough.
They like it!
Nomenclators never get enough.
They like it!
Nomenclators never get enough.
They like it!
They like it!
They like it!
Nomenclators never get enough.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Right Now
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
Slowly driving me insane
But now that's over
So what if the sex was great
Just a temporary escape
Another thing I grew to hate
But now that's over
Why you always kick me when I'm high
Knock me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right but she'll do right now
I used to hang on every word
Each lie was more absurd
Kept me so insecure
But now that's over
She taught me how to trust
And to believe in us
And then she taught me how to cuss ... that bitch!
It's over
I used to be such a nice boy
song performed by by Sr-71 from Now You See Inside
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Interested?
Interest made a fond memory,
Inside it heaves as an enigma
Of metallic seizures,
Of worm and cellophane
And murderous beasts.
I have a wonder to proclaim:
Thunk by many, thought by some,
A word too hard a task to connive.
It made me harsh in cruel features in the face
And a wonderful man in the beginning.
Murdered by the words I conjecture,
The life is already abomination,
All white in thought and number,
And it suffices to remedy a disease at the cost of a cure.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Neath To Under
My circumference is death, my faith is my punishment, i have to walk alive - I render my back to the knife - I salute the soldiers lost to the dead, i break the crust, butter my blade, i do not dread - The judge have been juried, i can never move a note to be purer - I clever for you to understand, the gun in my hand, only triggers on this land - My brains will portray the painting on the wall, my mouth will myth the explosion to the call - The bones which bonds my brains to my skull, will carpet the fall with a dull - The sound to thunder, the clouds will tear, the rain will pain the neath to under
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Cackleseed
They do a cackleseed before a run done.
They plant their gossip with a stinging of their tongues.
Cackleseeding like maidens chatting chit to chit chat.
With a tit for tat while knitting something gritty to unwrap.
They do a cackleseed before a run done.
The ones who gossip for the sport and fun of it.
And in strict 'confidence...
Juicy tea is pour on those who get no pity that's omitted.
Cackleseeders do their chatting,
With dirt to unpack.
Cackleseeders do their chatting,
With no benefit of facts.
No matter where they cackle at.
Cackleseeders do their chatting,
With dirt to unpack.
With no benefit of facts,
And no matter where they cackle at.
They do a cackleseed before a run done.
Cackleseeders do their chatting,
With dirt to unpack.
They do a cackleseed before a run done.
With no benefit of facts,
And no matter where they cackle at.
They do a cackleseed before a run done.
Cackleseeding like maidens chatting chit to chit chat.
With a tit for tat while knitting something gritty to unwrap.
Cackleseeders do their chatting,
With dirt to unpack.
They do a cackleseed before a run done.
Cackleseeding like maidens chatting chit to chit chat.
With a tit for tat while knitting something gritty to unwrap.
They do a cackleseed before a run done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Things To Come
Washin my brains in the public fountain
Buildin my brains in the shadow of the mountain of glass and steel
Wrap me in your arms again
Ill make you warm again
We can touch the storm again
Tonight tonight tonight
Dont let it break you
Dont let it take you apart
Ill be your lifeline
Ill be your change of heart
Shatter the glass and all the walls between us
Strip your body naked flying dangerous
My love is waiting at the edge of the world
Here we go through the doors again
Here we go round the world
Dont let it scare you
Dont be afraid to start
Ill be your lifeline
Ill be the fire in your heart
Go straight up -- past all numbers -- all numbers
Past god, past mars, past light where there are no numbers
Wrap yourself in a cloak of fire and drive on through
Bathe in the waters of isis hathor
And the light it will amaze you
Just let it take you
Just let it take you away
Ill be your lifeline
Ill be the light of day
Dont let it shake you
Dont let it take you apart
Ill be your lifeline
Ill be your change of heart
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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Quandary
Never have I been glad or sad
That there was such a thing as bad.
There had to be, I understood,
For there to have been any good.
It was by having been contrasted
That good and bad so long had lasted.
That's why discrimination reigns.
That's why we need a lot of brains
If only to discriminate
'Twixt what to love and what to hate.
To quote the oracle at Delphi,
Love thy neighbor as thyself, aye,
And hate him as thyself thou hatest.
There quandary is at its greatest.
We learned from the forbidden fruit
For brains there is no substitute.
'Unless it's sweetbreads, ' you suggest
With innuendo I detest.
You drive me to confess in ink:
Once I was fool enough to think
That brains and sweetbreads were the same,
Till I was caught and put to shame,
First by a butcher, then a cook,
Then by a scientific book.
But ' twas by making sweetbreads do
I passed with such a high I.Q.
poem by Robert Frost
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Oh, Marion
The boys got brains
He just dont use em thats all
The boys got brains
He just refuse to use em and thats all
He said the more I got to thinkin
The less I tend to laugh
The boys got brains
He just abstains
The boys got a heart
But it beats on the opposite side
Its a strange phenomenon
The laws of nature defied
He said its a chance I had to take
So I shifted my heart for its safety sake
The boys got a heart but it beats on
His opposite side
Oh, marion,
I think Im in trouble here
I should have believed you
When I heard you saying it
The only time
That love is an easy game
Is when two other people
Are playing it
The boys got a voice
But the voice is his natural disguise
Yes the boys got a voice
But his words dont connect to his eyes
He says oh, but when I sing
I can hear the truth auditioning.
The boys got a voice
But the voice is natural
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Scarecrow People
Hope you enjoyed your flight,
In one of our new straw aeroplanes,
Youll find things here are just like what youre used to.
Theres lots of waste and razor wire,
And no one gives a damn about the land,
We just stand around and stare like you folks do.
For we aint got no brains,
And we aint got no hearts,
Its just that wild old wind that tears us all apart.
Were the scarecrow people,
Have we got lots in common with you.
And if you dont start living well,
Youre all gonna wind up scarecrow people too.
Hope you enjoyed your meal,
Its only gas and chemicals,
We thought that youd prefer something not nature made.
Now while youre here can you advise us,
On a war wed like to start,
Against some scarecrows over there, a different shade?
For we aint got no brains,
And we aint got no hearts,
Its just that wild old wind that tears us all apart.
Were the scarecrow people,
Have we got lots in common with you.
And if you dont start living well,
Youre all gonna wind up scarecrow people too.
We dont have no tears here,
No one hopes or cares or fears here,
For the old, the sick, the poor and them what taint you.
We thought wed base our civilization upon yours,
cause youre the smartest animals on earth, now aint you?
We dont have no love here,
Theres no need to rise above here,
No one wants to write a book or try to paint thee.
We thought wed base our civilization upon yours,
cause were all dead from our necks up, now aint we?
And we aint got no brains,
And we aint got no hearts,
Its just that wild old wind that tears us all apart.
Were the scarecrow people,
Have we got lots in common with you.
And if you dont start living well,
Youre all gonna wind up scarecrow people too.
And I aint got no brains,
And I aint got no heart,
Its just them other humans tear my soul apart.
Im a scarecrow person,
Have I got quite some message for you.
For if we dont start learning well,
Were all gonna wind up scarecrow people too!
song performed by by Xtc
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