High pollution
Kids wheeze and city coughs-
Mind full of smog
haiku by Mamta Agarwal
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L. A.
In a matter of time,
Therell be a friend of mine
Gonna come to the coast,
Youre gonna see him
Up close for a minute or two
While the ground cracks under you.
By the look in your eyes
Youd think that it was a surprise
But you seem to forget
Something somebody said
About the bubbles in the sea
And an ocean full of trees.
And you now, l.a.
Uptight, city in the smog, city in the smog.
Dont you wish that you could be here too?
Dont you wish that you could be here too?
Dont you wish that you could be here too?
Well, its hard to believe
So you get up to leave
And you laugh at the door
That you heard it all before
Oh its so good to know
That its all just a show for you.
But when the suppers are planned
And the freeways are crammed
And the mountains erupt
And the valley is sucked
Into cracks in the earth
Will I finally be heard by you.
L.a.
Uptight, city in the smog, city in the smog.
Dont you wish that you could be here too?
Dont you wish that you could be here too?
Dont you wish that you could be here too?
song performed by by Neil Young
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Three Headed Mind Pollution
I made up my mind, do you mind that I really don't mind?
I gotta align my mind, but I ain't got the time
My mind mind? Yes, it minds. now do you mind?
I made up my mind, do you mind that I really don't mind?
Out of my mind
Three headed mind pollution
When the mind goes blind, you just might find
The mad man was busy sucking down the wine
Three headed mind pollution
I made up my mind, do you mind that I really don't mind?
I gotta align my mind, but I ain't got the time
My mind mind? Yes, it minds, now do you mind?
I made up my mind, do you mind that I really don't mind?
Out of my mind
Panic
I'm not gonna ask, you ask
Are you now or have you ever been
A member of the three headed mind pollution?
Three headed mind pollution, out of my mind
I'll take a double three headed mind pollution
Extra chili and cheese, to go!
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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High In The City
I got the time, I got my feet
Lets go hit the street
High in the city
High in the city
I got my mace and you got your knife
You gotta protect your own life
High in the city
High in the city
I wanna get high in the city
I wanna stay alive here in the city
I wanna stay high in the city
High in the city
High in the city
Lets not walk down sutton place
You know everybody there got an akitas
High in the city
High in the city
Dont wanna talk politics today
I feel too good let me have my way
High in the city
High in the city
Watch out for that guy on your right
Seen him on the news last saturday night
He was high in the city
High in the city
Hey, look theyre setting fire to that jeep
Theres not much you can keep
High in the city
High in the city
I wanna get high in the city
I wanna stay alive in the city
I wanna stay high in the city
High in the city
High in the city
So many people feeling low
And theres only one way to go to
Get high in the city
High in the city
Lets grap a pie, lets hit the park
Ill kiss and hug you till it gets dark
Here in the city
Getting high in the city
(high in the city)
(high in the city and youre looking so pretty)
(feelin pretty witty, gettin high off of the city)
(hi-ai-ai-ai, high in the city)
(high in the city)
(high in the city and youre looking so pretty)
(feelin pretty witty, gettin high off of the city)
(hi-ai-ai-ai, high in the city)
(high in the city)
(high in the city and youre looking so pretty)
(feelin pretty witty, gettin high off of the city)
(hi-ai-ai-ai, high in the city)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Oh To Be Out In The Country
A hot day in the city and scarce a puff of breeze
Oh to be out in the country in the cool shade of the trees
In the shadow of the wattles leafing through a favourite book
Listening to the coot and black duck calling in the quiet brook.
Oh to be out in the country on this sunny Summer's day
In the hills above Wonthaggi more than eighty miles away
In the shadow of the gum trees many miles from city street
Stretched and resting on the fog grass sheltering from the mid day heat.
I feel tired of city living city life's a hard old slog
And I am sick of man's pollution sick of breathing smoke and smog
Oh to be out in the country by a creek enjoying a beer
In a World free of pollution many miles away from here.
A hot day in the city near thirty five degrees
Oh to be out in the country in the cool shade of the trees
In the shadow of the gum trees many miles from city street
Stretched and resting on the fog grass sheltering from the mid day heat.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Portential
Internal combustion engine exhaust noise encroaches on my sleep.
The first punks of principle could've used a dash of turpentine,
wash out their prickly pride there and then before the next generation
came along and left all the lights on.
It's never really dark in London, not outside anyway.
Pollution of every persuasion - noise-pollution, light-pollution,
mind-pollution, pollution-pollution - I just want to puke.
Stick my head under the pillow to escape - unlock my portential.
poem by Alexander Hawkins
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City Song
City
So expensive
City
Full of luxury
For those that can afford
Only if they have money
City
Full of parks
For the kids to play hockey for free
poem by Aldo Kraas
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In My City
In my city the sky can cry all night;
In my city the streets can whine all night;
In my city people die all the time;
In my city, boi, in my city...
In my city, boi, God is forgotten;
people follow religion, their minds are rotten.
People kill for money, die 'cause of money,
banks spend our money, and find it funny.
Kids drink till they forget, they forget till they drink;
it's Apocalypse now, we're way past the brink...
it's a theatrical city, everyone's an actor,
everyone's waitin for next great disaster.
'I would kill for a phone' ain't just an expression,
it's more of a statement - kids full of agression.
kids full of the city, like the city's full of kids,
but they're workin on it - they're killin all the kids...
In my city the sky can cry all night;
In my city the streets can whine all night;
In my city people die all the time;
In my city, boi, in my city...
I'm a Silesian boy who moved to Tottenham,
I'm a Tottenham boy who'll always love London,
I'm a London boy who's Silesia-born,
and my people will be free - so go on, sound the horn!
Exile like Chopin, likewise keeps hoping,
Exile from Home, but somehow I'm coping...
I wasn't bought or sold, jus brought and told
you're gonna study here, and live here - be bold!
so I let my heart turn cold, f- it, why care?
carin never really got us anywhere...
nothing's holdin me back, so come and hold me back,
I ain't no ref, but I change the rules like Shaq.
it's time to speak of feelin, son, you're insecure,
that's why you want the finest chic, but she ain't the cure,
you want the fastest cars, you want the longest chain,
but none of that bulls- will take away the pain...
poem by Patryk Krzywon
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The New Pollution
She's got cigarette on each arm
She's got the lily-white cavity crazes
She's got a carborator tied to the moon
Pink eyes looking to the food of the ages
She's alone in the new pollution
She's alone in the new pollution
She's got a hand on a wheel of pain
She can talk to the mangling strangers
She can sleep in a fiery bog
Throwing troubles to the dying embers
She's alone in the new pollution
She's alone in the new pollution
She's alone in the new pollution
She's alone in the new pollution
She's got a paradise camouflage
Like a whip-crack sending me shivers
She's a boat through a strip-mine ocean
Riding low on the drunken rivers
She's alone in the new pollution
She's alone in the new pollution
song performed by by Beck from Odelay
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Whenever I'm In Swanston Street
So many different peoples of every different race
Whenever I'm in Swanston street I long for a quieter place
Far from the World of bustle and the noisy city street
Out there in the quiet countryside where the rill and river meet.
Whenever I'm is Swanston street I cannot feel at ease
I smell smog and pollution in the foul city breeze
The sidewalks crowded with people as they bustle to and fro
But each to their own as some might say and it happens to be so.
I am not a city type of person that sort of lifestyle would not suit me
I love the coastal countryside and the cliffs that overlook the sea
To watch the fishing gannets plunge down from a great height
With folded wings into saltwater a most amazing sight.
The city scene or city ways I never could embrace
And whenever I'm in Swanston street I feel so out of place
Many people love the city life each to their own rings true
But I'd prefer the quieter place the home of the wild roo.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I've Been In Love With Nature
I've been in love with Nature ever since I was a boy
And a walk in Nature's quiet places is always a thing of joy
In woods and Land for Wildlife the wild birds chirp and sing
And the beauty that lives in Nature is an amazing thing
For our sins against Mother Nature we will be made to pay
The smog above the City is growing by the day
The rivers are polluted and pollution nowadays is rife
And an unhealthy environment a danger to human life
As well as every other life form unhealthy air, rivers and seas
Can cause terminal illness and give rise to disease
We will receive from Nature what only is our due
And what we do to her to ourselves we do so happens to be true
The average weather temperatures are rising by a couple of degrees
And sea levels are rising and pollution in the breeze.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze
Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze
Lives 'way up in the leaves o' trees.
An' wunst I slipped up-stairs to play
In Aunty's room, while she 'uz away;
An' I clumbed up in her cushion-chair
An' ist peeked out o' the winder there;
An' there I saw--wite out in the trees--
Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze!
An' Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze
Would bow an' bow, with the leaves in the breeze,
An' waggle his whiskers an' raggledy hair,
An' bow to me in the winder there!
An' I 'd peek out, an' he'd peek in
An' waggle his whiskers an' bow ag'in,
Ist like the leaves'u'd wave in the breeze--
Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze!
An' Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze,
Seem-like, says to me: 'See my bees
A-bringin' my dinner? An' see my cup
O' locus'-blossoms they've plum' filled up?'
An' '_Um-yum, honey!_' wuz last he said,
An' waggled his whiskers an' bowed his head;
An' I yells, 'Gimme some, won't you, please,
Old Man Whiskery-Whee-Kum-Wheeze?'
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Salt Lake City
Down in utah
The guys and I dig a city called salt lake
Its got the grooviest kids
Thats why we never get tired of salt lake
And the way the kids talk so cool
Is an out of sight thing
And the number one radio station
Makes the town really swing yeah
Salt lake city well be coming soon
Theres a park near the city, yeah
All the kids dig the lagoon now
Its full of all kinds of girls
And rides and well be flyin there soon now
And girl for girl
Theyve got the cutest of the western states
They got the sun in the summer
And winter time the skiing is great yeah
Salt lake city well be coming soon
Salt lake city well be coming soon
Well be coming soon
Well be coming soon
Well be coming soon
song performed by by Beach Boys
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The Heart of a City
The heart of a city
is sick and blue.
Its streets are stricken
with arrythmia too.
The beats are uneven
from lack of grass.
Its grates on cement walks
seep out gas.
The high rise scrapers
hide the sun
and its bleeding heart
is on the run.
But it can't escape.
The smog's too thick.
It's falling apart
brick by brick.
The heart of a city
is being squeezed
and it cries aloud
for it can't be eased.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Environmental Pollution
Environmental pollution
Is a collision of masses of waste particles
That requires an immediate solution
My heart saddens when I realise
There will come a time when all rainforests
Will turn to barren stretched marked lands
When rivers will be invaded by all weather pests
I wish we could plant a tree next door
Control the toxic waste released into our waters
Control the toxic waste released into our atmosphere
I despair and fear because I care
About what we breathe in from the air
Help! environmental pollution
Technological advancement has its negative sides
Smoke, smog & waste is mixing with carbon dioxide
Everyday toxic chemicals we are releasing
And fresh water reserves are decreasing
So help, help
Help find a solution
To Environmental Pollution
The air we consume
Is polluted with all kinds of fumes
If we continue like this
We shall be doomed
We shall be doomed!
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Most High (Remix)
ft. DMX
Yo if you don't know what the
Things change and rearrange
Friends aren't friend anymore
People go behind your back to score on anything
Will we ever have peace
Someone tell me please
You know you will see on the block
Kids playin hearin gunshots
Never phased by the crimes that they witness
Young mama right there
Don't be cussin at your kids right there
Put the right foundation right here (teach respect)
So they can be
Most high (most high)
Most high (most high)
Most high (most high)
Like an angel in the sky
Most high
Most high
Most high
Like an angel in the sky
Brother why you act that way (why you actin that way)
Call your girl woman not her name
Bringin kids in the world unclaimed
You should know that don't make you a man at all (not at all)
Young father out there (listen up)
Don't abandon your seed out there (show we care)
Let's get one thing clear (for real)
Family should be
Most high (held high)
Most high
Most high
Like an angel in the sky
Most high (it's the most)
Most high
Most high
Like an angel in the sky
It doesn't matter where you are
You're still a shining star ( for real)
It doesn't matter where you're from (it doesn't matte where you're from)
Le's give love to everyone (start showin more love)
Hustlers put down you guns (put em down)
Self-respect is the best weapon
Spread love show your real value
set a true example by starting with you
See them kids right there
Don't be shootin around them kids right there
Gotta show there is hope out here
Train yourself you can be most high
[DMX]
I only walk in the dirt
song performed by by Jerzee Monet from Love & War
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City Of Sin
City of sin
When will thou go clean
A foolish society
In an archaic city
Full of vanity
A city without conscience
Full of violence
Greediness and selfishness
Why should there be a city
Without justice and fairness
The rich over the poor
Blood do they devour
Life becomes sore
Her daughters turn hoer
How can there exist
Such a city
If goodness is banish
Then we are all finish
Why won't they perish
Why must i cherish
Such an evil city
poem by Matt Ancient
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Los Angeles
Skyscrapers
Break the sky,
Smog chokes the air,
Endless buildings go on
Forever-
Los Angeles Times-
LAX,
Traveling down the 10
Towards Santa Monica,
Dirty
Filthy
Ragged city.
Where are the artists?
Poets?
Writers?
Musicians?
All at home creating
The city. Inspiration
For the willing.
Ugly, dirty, ragged,
Beautiful.
This
Filthy
City.
poem by Randy Briggs
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Erosion
Feel deranged
Deep inside
Transparent
Cyanide
Misleading
Illusions
Decide on
A solution
Simulate
Perfection
Disconnect
Reception
Transmit
Insanity
Overlooked
Memeories
The time
The time has come
To turn
To turn around
To see
To see the light
The star
The star beyond
All this pollution
The world
The world is indeed
Will start
Will start to bleed
Your life
Your life becomes
A mess
A mess it's gone
All this pollution
All this pollution
All this pollution
All this pollution
song performed by by Voivod
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City draped in smog;
Some gasped for breath, prostrate lay
Some inhaled, made hay.
quote by by Mamta Agarwal
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Kids Are Alright
I don't mind for the guy dancing with my girl.
That's fine, I know them all pretty well.
But I know if i don't i'll go out of my mind
So I leave her behind where the kids are alright,
The kids are alright.
Sometimes I feel I gotta get away.
Bells chime, I know I gotta get away.
But I know if I don't I'll go out of my mind.
So I leave her behind where the kids are alright,
The kids are alright.
I know if I'd go things'd be a lot better for her.
I tryed so hard but her folks wouldn't let her.
Sometimes I feel I gotta get away.
Bells chime, I know I gotta get away.
And I know if I don't I'll go out of my mind.
Sp I leave her behind where the kids are alright,
The kids are alright,
The kids are alright,
The kids are alright
song performed by by Goldfinger
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