When It's Summertime
When it's Summertime,
The people love the heat.
And the weather's fine,
To please those on the beach.
And...
Everyone feels they've been reminded,
Of...
A fun away from home,
To forget their groans and moans.
And...
Everyone feels they've been reminded,
Of...
A fun away from home,
To forget their groans and moans.
When it's Summertime,
The people love the heat.
And the weather's fine,
To please those on the beach.
And...
Everyone feels they've been reminded,
Of...
A fun away from home,
To forget their groans and moans.
When it's Summertime,
We are reminded of...
A fun away from home,
To forget our groans and moans.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chicago Streets
So good to be home
and out of the heat.
All those excess people reminded I'm alone
as I explored the busy Chicago streets.
So good to be mild
and not full of heat.
All those old buildings reminded I'm only a child
as I explored the ancient Chicago streets.
So good to be recognized
and not sweating in the heat.
All those dollars spent reminded me of the love I'm still denied.
as I explored the poor Chicago streets.
So good to be back from running away
and back from the heavy, humid heat.
All of the luggage and vacations reminded me problems come to stay.
as I left, for a long time, those Chicago streets.
poem by Delilah Miller
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Sunny Afternoon (feat. Space)
Words and music by Raymond Davies
In the summertime
The taxmans taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
And I cant sail my yacht
Hes taken everything Ive got
All Ive gots this sunny afternoon
Save me, from this squeeze
Ive got a big fat momma tryin to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime (everything seems fine)
My girlfriends gone off with my car
And gone back to her ma and pa
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty
And now Im sitting here
Sipping on my ice cold beer
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
Help me, sail away
Give me two good reasons why I ought to stay
Cos I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime
Everything is fine because its the summertime
In the summertime
(I dont care about a doggone thing)
in the summertime
(Im broke, Ive skint, but its the summertime)
In the summertime
(even though I aint got a dime, in the summertime, I dont have a dime)
In the summertime
(I just got this ice cold beer, everything seems fine)
In the summertime
(Nothing seems to matter)
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Lets Dance To The Tune Of Lust
The world says hush
It's not the time to rush
Forget the things which are must
Let's dance to the tune of lust
The common man may feel disgusted
Their manhood has got rusted
So ladies tighten your bust
Forget the things which are must
Let's dance to the tune of lust
Fill environment with moans and groans
Flush out every booming drone
Entice the world with bust, booty and curves
Burst every man's crust
Forget the things which are must
Lets dance to the tune of lust
Blast the society,
Blast the blasphemous rules
We aren't 21st century fools
Blow out cynical and old fashioned dust
Just forget the things which are must
Let's dance to the tune of lust
poem by Freespirit Juneja
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Home
Take me home
Send me on a ship
My life leaves me
Homesick
Home
I forget myself
Home
I cant let myself
Let myself go
Miss my baby bones
I know the way they felt
Ive been aching
For mothers milk
Home
I forget myself
Home
I cant let myself
Let myself go
And I wanna be only bereft
And I wanna get smartest in my heart
Somebody to cut what I cant chew
Fill me up like it fills the room
Got my big girl
Body and shoes
Sometimes lately
Its hard to choose
Home (cant let myself go)
I forget myself
Home (cant let myself go)
I cant let myself go
Home (cant let myself go)
I forget myself
Home (cant let myself go)
I cant let myself
Let myself
Let myself
Let myself
Let myself go.
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Summertime
Summertime - let the love birds fly tonight
Summertime - can you feel it deep inside
Summertime - come along and sing this song
Let's celebrate a party all night long
No clouds in the deep blue sky
We're so happy so don't be shy
Summertime, I feel so strong
Let's party all night long
Let the sunshine in your heart
Take my hand let the romance start
Everybody's feeling fine
It's summertime
See the stars they are shining bright
Everything is gonna be alright
Summertime goes on and on
Let's party all night long
Honest passion this is true
I feel the fire just for you
Everybody's feeling fine
It's summertime
Now I close my eyes, I'm hypnotized
Living in a dream like paradies
Like Lightning, from the deep blue sky
You entered my life and captured my mind
Like a thief you've stolen my heart
Made me a part of your life and made me start
And when the night goes on, I wanna be with you
That's true - no matter what you gonna do
Flirtin all day, laying on the beach
Summertime is cool can you feel the heat
Of love, you are my fantasy
High up in the sky like birds I'm free
Catch me I'm falling in slowmotion
Let me show my deepest devotion
Just one word, one smile that's true
And all I wanna be is close to you
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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FEEL AGAIN - Song Lyrics
Passing by my eyes
Are people living lives
They flow before my gaze
Just like the memories
In my mind
I watch them from
My hiding place
In shadows so
To hide my face
And as they pass
The memories flash
Of how it felt to feel that way
And home…
I long for home…
Where is my home…
Please take me home…
Home…
Please take me home…
Where is my home…
I long for home…
I watch the people
Not because
I wanna be their friend
I watch them not
Because I hope to know
Them in the end
I simply watch
And ask myself
Why do I feel this way
How did I get here
Can I hope
To feel again someday
To feel the feelings
That they feel…
To hope, to love, to cry
To fall and feel the pain
Or rise in triumph to the sky
And home…
I long for home…
Where is my home…
Please take me home…
Home…
Please take me home…
Where is my home…
I long for home…
All I have are memories
Of the times
When things were good
Memories of the days
Of when I felt
The way I should
Memories now that
Flow before the view
Inside my mind
Just as the passing people
Flow before my open eyes
Oh God! How can I be
Like them
Is there a way to
Start again
I know there is
I know its there
I’ll find it
I don’t ****ing care
What I have to go through
What I lose and what I lack
I know my heart
Can feel again
If I can only
Find my way back
Home…
I’m going home…
This is my home…
It feels like home…
Home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
Home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
I’m finally home
…Jeff Bresee
poem by Jeff Bresee
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Sunny Afternoon
Sunny afternoon
By: ray davies
1966
The taxmans taken all my dough
And left me in this stately home
Lazin on a sunny afternoon
And I cant even sail my yacht
Hes taken everything Ive got
All Ive gots this sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
Chorus:
Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
Ive got a big fat momma tryin to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazin on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
My girlfriends run off with my car
And gone back to her ma and pa
Tellin tales of parrotheads and parties
And now Im just sitting here
Sippin on this ice-cold beer
Lazin on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
Help me, help me, help me sail away
Well, give me two good reason why I ought to stay
cause I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazy on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
Chorus:
Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
Ive got a big fat momma tryin to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazy on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
In the summertime...
Taxmans taken all my dough (in the summertime)
Gonna find that passport and outta here I go
(in the summertime)
--spoken:
Catch me a flight to st. somewhere and get out of this cold
Weather. go somewhere where no body knows my name
Gotta keep my mouth shut. try to go to confession at least once
A week. somewhere preferably south of the equator, I believe.
Where its summertime, where winter spends the summer. somewhere
Like that.
(in the summertime...)
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Kevin And....
brown and sleazy bodies
souls trapped
and no one sees the differences
between what is real
and what is not
what we do not hear are the moans
and groans
of their own sufferings.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Gentle Touch of a Doting Mother
Not a figment of one's imagination,
Is a life of another lived.
Nor can one explain a pain endured.
Felt as others take this and theirs,
For granted.
Kept are these wounds to heal,
Alone.
Sometimes heard,
Are those moans and groans to hush.
With a wish for them to be gone.
Not a figment of one's immagination,
Is a life of another lived.
Nor can one explain a pain endured.
Felt as others take this and theirs,
For granted.
Some dismiss a gentle touch of a doting mother.
The ones unfortunate to know what this is.
Some dismiss the hugs given with kisses.
The ones not missing,
The nourishment a providing of this gives.
Kept are these wounds to heal,
Alone.
Sometimes heard,
Are those moans and groans to hush.
With a wish for them to be gone.
And a healing of a pain eventually goes,
Away.
Some dismiss a gentle touch of a doting mother.
The ones unfortunate to know what this is.
And those who are,
Fortunate...
To know and/or remember,
Know memories of 'mama' within them linger.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Home is...
Home is...
Hugs and laughter;
But not everything,
Is happily ever after.
Home is...
Surrounded with love,
It will never run out,
There is always enough.
Home is...
Shelter from the rain,
Even if it feels like
Everyone is going insane.
Home is...
Memories and sorrows;
But never to forget,
Our possible tomorrows.
Home is...
Pain and tears;
A place we can go,
To face our fears.
Home is...
Daisies and butterflies,
With just the right mixture,
Of the foolish and the wise.
Home is...
Welcoming and warm,
Out in the open,
On a fourty acre farm.
poem by Josephine Adrian
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Its A Crime Of The Heart
When I think about love
Honey, you always come across my mind
Is it the way that you hold me
Or the way that you told me love is blind
Well, its a crime of the heart
These things Im thinking to myself
But I cant forget you, babe
Just cant seem to think of nothing else.
Got a woman at home
A family to feed
Three fine children
They think the lord of me
Now Im standing at the crossroads
Looking for a sign of true love.
Well, I heard that song
Says girls just wanna have fun
Well, I guess I bought my ticket, honey
cause it feels as if the ride has just begun
Well, theres two kinds of love
One is wrong and one is right
But I cant forget you baby
Cant forget the way you hold me tight.
I got a woman at home
A family to feed
Three fine children
They think the lord of me
Well, Im standing at the crossroads
Looking for a sign of true love.
When I think about women
Honey, you always come across my mind
Is it the way that you told me
The way you told me love is blind
Well, its a crime of the heart
These things Im thinking to myself now
Cant forget you, babe
Cant forget the way you make me feel.
I got a woman at home
A family to feed
Three fine children
At the crossroads
Looking for a sign of true love.
song performed by by Neil Young
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In The Summertime
I was in your presence for an hour or so
Or was it a day? I truly dont know.
Where the sun never set, where the trees hung low
By that soft and shining sea.
Did you respect me for what I did
Or for what I didnt do, or for keeping it hid?
Did I lose my mind when I tried to get rid
Of everything you see?
In the summertime, ah in the summertime,
In the summertime when you were with me.
I got the heart and you got the blood,
We cut through iron and we cut through mud.
Then came the warnin that was before the flood
That set everybody free.
Fools they made a mock of sin,
Our loyalty they tried to win
But you were closer to me than my next of kin
When they didnt want to know or see.
In the summertime, ah in the summertime,
In the summertime when you were with me.
Strangers, they meddled in our affairs,
Poverty and shame was theirs.
But all that sufferin was not to be compared
With the glory that is to be.
And Im still carrying the gift you gave,
Its a part of me now, its been cherished and saved,
Itll be with me unto the grave
And then unto eternity.
In the summertime, ah in the summertime,
In the summertime when you were with me.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Another Dusk
like distant boats at sea
not wanting touches of foams and sand
i lie here in this strangeness
of beach and bench
sunburned and feigning to be happy
in the cottage there is a woman
far from me
she knows what is it in me that closes and opens
nothing but doors
all the groans and moans she make
are unnecessary
the grunts and punches
she could be thinking of another town
or another man
her eyes as you see may be filled
with wounds
pain stings her like red ants
i watch her and then i step forward
to meet another dusk
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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After Hours
Walking down the hallway, its too dark
Too dark too see anything
Why are the lights off
How did they forget I was studying?
I have been at school for 10 hours
I had to go home but I don't know my way
I cant see the hallway its too dark
where am I going?
where do I go?
Stretching my hand out infront
reaching my way home
No windows in the school, but why?
My hand reaches up
A breath crawls over my hand
glowing blue eyes shone
Leading me, not home, but to death
Come on now
the dark voice moans
Do you want to be late home
Then a white storm surrounds me
What is going on?
That night I never came home
But I became a part of something
the memories in the dead pupils
poem by Holly Chanel
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Feels Like Home
something in your eyes
makes me wanna lose myself
makes me wanna lose myself
in your heart
something in your voice
makes my heart beat fast
hope this feeling will last
the rest of my life
if you knew
how lonely my life has been
and how low i've felt for so long
if you knew
i wanted someone to some along
and change my world
the way you've done
it feels like home
feels like home to me
feels like i'm on my way back
where i come from
feels like home
feels like home to me
feels like i'm on my wayback
where i'm from
with your embrace
down a long dark street
and a sigh of wind in the night
it's alright
cause i have you here with me
and i can almost see
the dark feels light
if you knew
how much this moment means to me
and how long i've waited for your touch
if you knew
i wanted someone to come along
i never thought i'd love anyone
so much
feels like home
feels like home to me
feels like i'm on my way to where i come from
feels like home to me
feels like home to me
feels like i'm on my way back to where i belong
feels like i'm on my way back to where i belong
song performed by by Randy Newman
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I Was So Lonely Until My Wife Came Home
I was so lonely until my wife came home-
And this reminded me of all my lonely years,
And made me think again of all the lonely people
And especially of the old, hopeless in their loneliness-
And I thought of a friend who alone, claims not to be lonely
And another friend who despite her large family
Feels her own lack of spouse as loneliness and depression unbearable-
Loneliness is such a hard thing-
Even for a few hours it hurts-
My wife came home and made me feel at home again
God bless her.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Procreate
To beget with you…my emotions…
Run away…
To see you swell is a blessing…
Each and everyday…
The love not the work…
The pleasure not the hours…
The moans and groans not the sweat…
The inner stuff which kept us wet…
Just to think of another life…
Maybe we should do this twice…
(When will we throw the rice) ?
The day before or the night after…
Now you hide in the bay…
Are you sure this is ok…
This a love child…
Not a (I did you) child…
We are responsible…not in denial…
We did what we did…to have a kid…
It wasn't a bid…
And I still love you…
Do you still love me…
Then think of how happy we will be…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Sonnet XVIII: On the Late Massacre in Piemont
Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones
Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold,
Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old,
When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones;
Forget not: in thy book record their groans
Who were thy sheep and in their ancient fold
Slain by the bloody Piemontese that roll'd
Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans
The vales redoubl'd to the hills, and they
To Heav'n. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow
O'er all th' Italian fields where still doth sway
The triple tyrant; that from these may grow
A hundred-fold, who having learnt thy way
Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
poem by John Milton
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The Case Of The Slack EF Staff
Her staff room
obviously only
respond when?
an analysis
of Vikki's words
indicates
trouble in her staffroom
'being a nice boss
is not appreciated
at the moment'
her staff only respond
when she moans and groans
is on their case 24/7
What now is her solution?
What now her resolution?
To be on their case 24/7?
Vikki declared war and said
'so if that's what is needed
for people to do what is expected
of them then fine by me -
Monday will be the start
of a different me'
to solve this problem
using my amazing powers
of mental perceptions...
I perceive a root cause
to this problem
it's an EF state of mind...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Oh! Oh! ...The Speed Increases
I want to touch.
I wish,
That you did too!
I get a 'rush'.
Thinking 'bout what we two,
Can do!
Smacking butts naked in the sack.
You say I say don't stop that!
Getting what we give right back.
And doing what we please...
Without the need for teasin'.
Oh! Oh! ...the speed increases.
Oh! Oh! ...the sighs release.
Oh! Oh! ...the sweat is sweetened.
Oh! Oh! ...the screams decrease to moans.
I want to touch.
I wish,
That you did too!
I get a 'rush'.
Thinking 'bout what we two,
Can do!
And,
Oh! Oh! ...the speed increases.
Oh! Oh! ...the sighs release.
Oh! Oh! ...the sweat is sweetened.
Oh! Oh! ...the screams decrease to moans.
And,
Oh! Oh! ...the speed increases.
Oh! Oh! ...the sighs release.
Oh! Oh! ...the sweat is sweetened.
Oh! Oh! ...the screams decrease to moans.
And we...
Smack butts naked in the sack.
You say I say don't stop that!
As we...
Get what we give right back.
And doing what we please...
Without the need for teasin'.
Oh! Oh! ...the speed increases.
Oh! Oh! ...the sighs release.
Oh! Oh! ...the sweat is sweetened.
Oh! Oh! ...the screams decrease to moans.
Oooooowww...
Those moans now slow to groans!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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