Lost Golden Halo
Been to the library, have Bible Code by Michael
Drosnin lined up - felt so good about life - about
everything, also got two Agatha Christie's: Ca-
ribbean Mystery & Elephants Can Remember
You said I bought the wrong sausage on purpose,
angry and disappointed you stormed out to get
your Russians - I am evil, justly ostracised
from your good graces
Now you have rejected my devilish offering the
evening is cold but that is all-right, why should
it be different, you enjoy your emotional game
making me feel guilty, dinner already spoiled
It does not matter, the warmth of today sustains
as I delight in cascading lines which flowed so
happily, tomorrow I shall be silent again,
silence is golden - I am gilded already
Then you apologised, I lost my golden halo
of self-righteousness, I am sorry too, though
we did not succeed in communicating then, we
are talking now, we were both right
And both wrong at the same time...
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Infinite Being
The Bible Code by Michael Drosnin - read
it before - it is pure joy, started at the back
with Chapter Notes - p.185 - because it's
difficult to focus on explanations when
a great book ends
The Bible Code mentions a fifth dimension
and Alan Guth, physicist, confirms it exists
though only defined in paradox: being smaller
than the atom's nucleus, yet containing
the whole universe
We live in a five-dimensional world: 3 of
space, a 4th of time and a 5th of all things
spiritual - what mysterious ideas - just
the thing to awaken a dream on
possibility of infinite being…
The Bible Code, Michael Drosnin, Weidenfeld &
Nicolson,1997 - pp 185 and 196
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Uncertainty Principle
How can anyone call the Bible code evil
when it seems all possible futures were
foreseen and we are free to choose any-
one among them
When there is not just one real but many
possible futures, when the Talmud states
everything is foreseen AND freedom of
action is given
The code is a warning - not a prediction -
what we do determines the outcome, and
most wonderful, Israel warned by the code
of atomic attack
Prevented it being on alert at the time of
danger in 1996: anyone denigrating the code
citing religious grounds has no idea what
quantum physics is
Why the Uncertainty Principle is applicable
and clearly does not realise that Israel and
the world were saved from total nuclear
disaster - at least
They keep the Pharisee cult of white-washed
tombstones alive - good for them!
The Bible Code, Michael Drosnin, Weidenfeld &
Nicolson,1997 -
pp.160,164 and 165
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It Will Be A Good Day
Anderson/squire/howe/white/sherwood/khoroshev
Golden forest golden lake
Sanctuary, state of grace
I will find reason a place to begin
It will be a good day
Beginning is one place i've been before
Watching the sunrise on the silver shores
Setting me free again leading the way
It will be a good day
Sometimes i forget
How mighty this earth
Astounding winter skies
Truth is in birth
Peace that it brings to me, my naked eyes
Be a good day
Make me believe again
Making me free again
Making me see again
Golden mountains golden seas
A thousand reasons singing to me
Alive to this message
Realising it all
Be a good day
Learning to listen learning to see
Learning is power making me free
Free to believe again in my human side
Giving me good reason
Giving me good reason
(come tomorrow)
Make me believe again
(destiny)
(take the river)
Making me free again
(to the sea)
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(will be free)
Like a river
Time feels so much closer now
You are with me, so real
We make our own heaven
Clear through the sky
The making of reason for you and i
I sing of each season
Making us feel
This will be a good day
This will be a good day
(come tomorrow)
Make me believe again
(destiny)
(take the river )
Making me free again
(to the sea)
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(destiny)
Like a river to the sea
Make me believe again
Making me free again
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(destiny)
(take the river)
Making me free again
(to the sea)
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(take the river)
(come tomorrow)
(destiny)
(take the river)
(to the sea)
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It Will Be A Good Day
Anderson/squire/howe/white/sherwood/khoroshev
Golden forest golden lake
Sanctuary, state of grace
I will find reason a place to begin
It will be a good day
Beginning is one place i've been before
Watching the sunrise on the silver shores
Setting me free again leading the way
It will be a good day
Sometimes i forget
How mighty this earth
Astounding winter skies
Truth is in birth
Peace that it brings to me, my naked eyes
Be a good day
Make me believe again
Making me free again
Making me see again
Golden mountains golden seas
A thousand reasons singing to me
Alive to this message
Realising it all
Be a good day
Learning to listen learning to see
Learning is power making me free
Free to believe again in my human side
Giving me good reason
Giving me good reason
(come tomorrow)
Make me believe again
(destiny)
(take the river)
Making me free again
(to the sea)
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(will be free)
Like a river
Time feels so much closer now
You are with me, so real
We make our own heaven
Clear through the sky
The making of reason for you and i
I sing of each season
Making us feel
This will be a good day
This will be a good day
(come tomorrow)
Make me believe again
(destiny)
(take the river )
Making me free again
(to the sea)
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(destiny)
Like a river to the sea
Make me believe again
Making me free again
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(destiny)
(take the river)
Making me free again
(to the sea)
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(take the river)
(come tomorrow)
(destiny)
(take the river)
(to the sea)
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The Worm
Was a time early in life
When I hated everything
Born too young, top of my lungs
Sitting on the bottom rung
Took advice from the wrong shoulder
Took a lot of everything
I've decided to make it alright with my
Chorus
Halo--I'm complete
Halo--with me underneath
Halo--I'm reborn
I can do no wrong
Black and blue, suffering fools
By the age of seventeen
Low and high, just one more time
Felt like an eternity
Right or wrong, never too strong
Friends became my enemies
God forsaken, never too late with my
Chorus
Halo--I'm complete
Halo--with me underneath
Halo--I'm reborn
I can do no wrong
You'll stay the same
You'll stay the same
You'll stay the same
You'll stay the same
You'll stay the same
You'll stay the same
You'll stay the same
Chorus
Halo--I'm complete
Halo--with me underneath
Halo--I'm reborn
Halo--I'm complete
Halo--with me underneath
Halo--I'm reborn
I can do no wrong
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Anything is Possible
The code could also be a hologram - no-one
can explain how it was created by some mind
beyond imagination, we have to invent some-
thing to read the Book of Life
It states Einstein's Unified Field Theory exists
in a 5th dimension beyond these 3 dimensions
of space and 4th of time - quantum physicists
already agree a 5th does exist
Only fact about code's origin: no human could
encode it; proof of an intelligence completely
different from our own, we are not alone, an
outside encoder is somewhere
Michael Drosnin's report on code research
enriches my life, nourishment for a starving
imagination, I feel privileged to study the
theories and thoughts of scientists
Exploring myriad dimensions of holographic
reality by shining their mind's laser-light on it,
we live in a holographic universe constituted
of waves varying in frequencies
Anything is possible, those without interest
need never know - being curious I am not
content to remain in the dark when thought
can illuminate all to reveal the reality
Beyond eternity…
The Bible Code, Michael Drosnin, Weidenfeld &
Nicolson,1997 -
pp.45&46
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Dr. Evil
Evil, evil is his one and only name
Evil, in his mind there is no other game!
When your name is Evil, that is good or so you think,
but you're so very wrong.
It's evil!
But being wrong is right, so then you're good again,
wich is the evilest thing of all...
Do you find his sudden ways, invite you? does he excite you?
If his contradictions should atract you, should he distract you?
Heaven help you then...
You're finished, it's the end...
There'll be no retrieval...
From the evil...
The evil,
he will
do.
He's evil,
he's Doctor Evil.
His name is Evil.
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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A Silent River Part2
Sunday is a holiday
I'do again
I'makes again
The memories of the silent river
I'come again
To remember
I'have ever love and miss
Here in the silent river, silent so silence
The memories of the silent river
I'felt his love again in this river
I'felt his longing again in this river
I'felt his kindly again in this river
And i'see again his softly face in the water
In this silent river, silent so silence
The silent river
Makes me remember
I'miss again
the silent river
Makes me to get so many things
Sitting nearby silent river
Come to me the lonely
Come to me the long yearning
Come to me the tears
Come to me the rain
The silent river keep my memories good
In the silent river, silent so silence
Save me now, from all the dejected
To spin around all back
This silence is geeting on my nerves
Were i'am so afraid
You were to be lost in thought
And all was lost to me
Here in the silent river, silent so silence
We Evidently Did
With information to prevent a war
though the code seemed bizarre,
he could try to prevent the possible
events, or wait and wash his hands
in all innocence
Code matrix predicting the death of
Rabin also predicted atomic blast in
Jerusalem and instead of protecting
his journalistic reputation he warned
Israel of danger
He tried to save an entire nation based
on the fact that the date the Gulf War
started was found 3 weeks in advance,
on 18 January 1991 Iraq launched
the first Scud missiles
Drosnin was willing to warn others who might
scoff and he learned the future could be
changed: the code word for 1995-6 also
spells ‘Will You Change It? ' and this
we evidently did!
The Bible Code, Michael Drosnin, Weidenfeld &
Nicolson,1997 -
pp.19,20 and 50,57
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Memo To Myself
Memo to myself - reread "Bible Code" by Michael Drosnin
and here comes the hot flush caused by the caramel sauce
in a tin I thought would be a great restorative elixir for vital
energy to face this day, convincing myself allergy symptom
is a good way of getting creative, how can I know this is not
so, every time I grow deeply depressed due to neurological
dysfunction I do my best to do my work which I cannot do in
a good mood because then I want to dance and sing - think
of new dreams and meditate on wonderful future visions…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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0015 Reading a short story of whose life
and since they say
you're the greatest American short story writer,
I'm reading the one of yours
you chose yourself
and as I'm reading
I become two people sitting here:
there's the cynical grown-up,
enjoying it yes but
all the time - how's he setting it up,
what's he making us feel? -
now he's slipping in
something a little out of kilter;
now it's all going wrong for
the guy - hero, villain?
now it's coming good again, how's he going to avoid
ending in fairyland or in total disaster?
and there's the little person
sitting in their tiny warm pajamas,
soft, cosy, comforting,
laundered with more love
than he (or she) 's yet earned in their short life,
knowing all this tale
from many repetitions
but loving this repeated game -
suppose
that this time, just this once,
it's going to end diff'rently...?
so only if I listen ev'ry moment
can I make it come out happily this time..
and when it ends - aah - like it should -
my tiny toes wiggling with delight -
and they live happily ever after...
is this the bliss I've not yet earned,
but what I'm due - the innocence
with which I'm born, and which entitles me
to know that this is me;
or am I being told,
this is the tale which I must earn with life? that
these are love's laws for me to keep?
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So Long
From "End of Days" soundtrack
D'you ever had bad dreams?
All I have is bad dreams
I knew a man with a son
He bought him a gun
And learned Shorty just how to use it
Taught him huntin' and skinnin'
Right from the beginnin'
Built himself a mighty fine killa
Killa
But Shorty got picked on
Beat on and kicked on
Now all his classmates want to punk him
So the tears in his eye may catch him in the rye
Told his old man he went huntin'
Never felt so free
Like his destiny
Their was someone out on the horizon
His heart went cold, he felt a hundred years old
Started pullin' back on the trigga
I think I'm gonna die today
Today, today, today
Everyone who hurt me's gonna pay
Pay, pay, pay
How can such a short time feel so long?
Long, long, long
How can such a young life go so wrong?
Wrong, wrong, wrong
Go so wrong
What'll it gonna take
For you to really make it in life?
See me (x2)
Hear me (x2)
But don't touch me
You should fear me
(Fear me)
Hold your life dearly
Cause I'm seriously disturbed
That's my word
(My word)
Straight to my mother
Wade, my brother
(Brother)
Found another
One to play sucker
Cause I ain't the one
Who has shaded your son
And took all your shine
Watch me get mine
And feel my love burn
(Burn)
Pay for my sins
Watch me grow turns
Psycho begins
(Psycho)
Losses he wins
Angels in heels
Dancin' on top
Of Heaven, pimp
Don't know where I'm goin'
But I know where I've been
You can't hear a sound
Clappin' for a pound
I came to get down
I came to get dirty
I came to get even
Even, even, even
(x3) I think I'm gonna die today
Today, today, today
Everyone who hurt me's gonna pay
Pay, pay, pay
How can such a short time feel so long?
Long, long, long
How can such a young life go so wrong?
Wrong, wrong, wrong (x3)
Momma don't cry
Please, momma don't cry
Momma don't cry, you did nothing wrong
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Take Me Back
Ive been walking by the river
Ive been walking down by the water
Ive been walking down by the river
Ive been feeling so sad and blue
Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking,
Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking,
Ah theres so much suffering, and its
Too much confusion, too much, too much confusion in the world
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way back, take me way back, take me way back
Take me way back, take me way back, take me way back
Take me way back, take me way back, ah!
Take me way, way, way, way, way, way, way back, huh!
Help me un.....help me understand
Take me, do you remember the time darlin
When everything made more sense in the world (yeah)
Oh I remember, I remember
When life made more sense
Ah, ah, take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back (woah) to when the world made more sense
Well theres too much suffering and confusion
And Im walking down by the river
Oh, let me understand religion
Way, way back, way back
When you walked, in a green field, in a green meadow
Down an avenue of trees
On a, on a golden summer
And the sky was blue
And you didnt have no worries, you didnt have no care
You were walking in a green field
In a meadow, through the buttercups, in the summertime
And you looked way out over, way out
Way out over the city and the water
And it feels so good, and it feels so good
And you keep on walking
And the music on the radio, and the music on the radio
Has so much soul, has so much soul
And you listen, in the nightime
While were still and quiet
And you look out on the water
And the big ships, and the big boats
Came on sailing by, by, by, by
And you felt so good, and I felt so good
I felt I wanna blow my harmonica
Take me back, there, take me way back there
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way, way, way back, way back
To when, when I understood
When I understood the light, when I understood the light
In the golden afternoon, in the golden afternoon
In the golden afternoon, in the golden afternoon
In the golden afternoon when we sat and listened to sonny boy blow
In the golden afternoon when
We sat and let sonny boy, blow, blow his harp
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way, way, way, way, way, way, way
Back when i, when I understood, when I understood, yeah
Oh, ah, take me way back, when, when, when, when, when, when
When, when, when, when, when, when, when
I was walking down the
Walking down the street and
It didnt matter
'cause everything felt, everything felt, everything felt
Everything felt, everything felt, everything felt, everything felt
Everything felt, everything felt, everything felt so right, ha
And so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good, ah
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good, so good
In the eternal now, in the eternal moment
In the eternal now, in the eternal moment
In the eternal now
Everything felt so good, so good, so good, so good, so good
And so right, so right, so right, just
So good, so right, so right, in the eternal
In the eternal moment, in the eternal moment
In the eternal moment, in the eternal moment
When you lived, when you lived
When you lived, in the light
When you lived in the grace
In the grace, in grace
When you lived in the light
In the light, in the grace
And the blessing.
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Dream on Every Thought
You cannot expect me to find this boring,
living on the edge of the abyss, only the
flow of information, the mystery of un-
explainable infinity, holds any interest
I'm not a human being but a human striving,
need challenges and ideals to inspire me -
found one of such variety, yet you yawn in
reply - now you experience how I feel
When faced with the boring facts of life,
steel girders of visible reality alienating
me from my spirit, forcing me to go
on quests to find new ideas
Quests are lonely - I admit - discovery is
great even if isolation hurts a little bit, the
ecstasy of finding the best experience
felt by restless consciousness…
*************************** *******************
How much could there be in the Bible code,
is there a limit to the information it can con-
tain, if you say EVERYTHING is in there, can
you explain it to the layman:
The original Hebrew limited-data-base text of
the Old Testament is only 304 805 letters long,
yet unlimited information bits encoded in end-
less combinations,20 billion bits at least
More data than can be found in several lifetimes,
without including crossword puzzles created by
2,3 or 10 words linked together - actually the
amount of information is incalculable
An infinite set of data found at first level of the
Bible code, there is more to come - oh, joy,
I savour every word, dream on every thought!
The Bible Code, Michael Drosnin, Weidenfeld &
Nicolson,1997 -
pp.44&45
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A guilt to feel
Do we feel guilty if something wrong has been done?
Can that be addressed with remorse alone and be undone?
What can satisfy others even if we regret and apologize?
Can’t we forget it from our mind and happily summarize?
It is easy to hurt some body and have satisfaction
This is reflection of sick mind and is real indication
You can’t judge a person form his out look and trust
He needs to be understood in depth and it is must
I may not do it myself to anybody
Why at all I should hurt to somebody?
Ultimately what I may get in return?
One day I may be fixed in turn
God doesn’t spare anybody for ill will
He has to pay it here and suffer still
No one may come to his help or rescue
You may get everything that is overdue
If ever you can think of doing something good
Trust me; it will be sign of promise from God
It doesn’t occur to anybody at any time
It is special feeling emanating from at critical time
Inwardly I felt something has gone wrong,
I felt isolated and far from being relatives or among,
Not at ease at all to breathe with strength
Weakness surface and unable to go at any length
Something I committed which my conscious did not allow,
I should have acted wise but did not follow,
Carried away by temptation which shouldn’t have been?
I showed so much interest that I was so keen
It is making me nervous,
Reason may not be true but looks obvious,
I was never trapped before or previous
As I was claimed to be true and pious,
No one has seen or established my guilt,
It is conscious mechanism in built,
Any good and gentleman will feel its pulse
Temptation and greed will have to be repulsed
Heart may not obey,
Mind will not rule and sway,
Presence of mind will take you away,
Only physical presence may remain and stay,
It will constantly bite,
Darkness may over rule light,
Weakness may be encroached with might,
Defeat may be conceded without offering fight,
Forever you may feel easily trapped or laid,
May not feel attentive when good words are said,
It will continue to hurt you more and more,
You admit it openly and pray HIM just before,
You may have sound sleep and joy,
No more guilt but cheers and enjoy,
Immediate redressal relieve the worry,
Need not feel shame and not to say sorry
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Make Tomorrow
Put on the dress in which you were married
Pull down the veil til your eyes are hid
Can you remember where we both came from
Let us do as we did
Look at tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Put back the photo under your window
Put down the phone that you hold in your hand
Put away these things that stand in between us
Let us be what we can
When it seems
Hopeless
When it seems
Hopeless
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
What better measure of what you were doing here
Then what you can leave behind
All the children of your children's children
Do you ever think what they're going to find
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the sacred meet the scared
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the dreamer's dream is dared
In each of us
A dream can burn like the sun
Let's try it all one more time
To get this lesson learned
Sitting up in a spaceship
Looking down at the earth
You wonder what they all stuggling for
What's it all really worth
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
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Sonnet- Life Is Flexible
It is not wrong to make mistakes often;
It is not wrong to do blunders in life;
It is not wrong to see mishaps happen;
It is not wrong to panic 'midst your strife.
It is not wrong to be lazy some days;
It is not wrong to make decisions wrong;
It is not wrong to squander wealth some ways;
It is not wrong to love a thing for long.
It is not wrong to come late while bell chimes,
It is not wrong to selfish be, at times;
It is not wrong to envy some sometimes;
It is not wrong to sin too many times.
It is not wrong to err where others don't;
'Tis wrong to feel guilty when others won't.
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Speculation Of The Dead And Gone.
How can it be anything other then speculation in till the facts not all being in?
You have this mystery that needs solved.
You have these theories that need to be tried and proven.
Yet their angry at what your doing.
They think it is outright offensive.
They think you are destroying both a perfectly good name and idol.
But you never said it was of any certainty.
You admit you could be wrong.
But still the investigation needs to be done.
Is it so wrong to ask the questions?
Why are their so many objections?
Personal bias in the form of love.
Take a step back my little dove.
Trust me the answers will come.
And I will be alright no matter what.
In the memory of a moment of what you remember.
Not an occurrence of the already dead and gone.
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The Consultation
‘How are you feeling in general? ’ he asked.
‘Pretty good most of the time then I get these occasional black periods when nothing makes sense and I fear the worst’ I replied.
‘Hmm, any suicidal thoughts? ’ he asked thoughtfully as if embarrassed to ask the question.
I thought for a moment.
‘Well, not really. No, not really’ was all I could say.
He made some notes at this point.
‘And those times of feeling good’ he asked ‘what are they like? ’
‘Like the sun is shining and I feel on top of the world’.
‘But there’s no real reason for that? ’ he asked ‘you just feel good and that’s it? ’
‘Yeah’ I replied.
‘What about your libido? ’ he asked as if enquiring what brand of beer I liked.
‘Funnily that’s pretty good’ I said smiling.
He frowned.
‘Is there any guilt that you feel? ’ he probed.
‘Do you feel guilty when you feel good or see others around you far less well off than you are? ’
‘I guess I do. I feel bad that I can’t feel that good all the time and also sad for those worse than me’.
‘But not real guilt? ’
‘No. Not really’.
‘So you feel bad at times but not guilty? ’
‘Guess not’
‘Do you ever feel bad about not feeling guilty? ’
He knew I was lost at this point and changed tack.
‘When did you last masturbate? ’ he threw in.
‘Can’t remember’ I said startled.
He made some notes.
‘So, you feel guilty about masturbation? ’ he continued.
‘No, not at all’.
‘But you don’t remember when you last did it? ’ he said with a manner of distaste and disbelief.
‘Not really’.
At this point I did not know where all this was going.
‘Do you go to church? ’ he asked.
‘No’
‘Why not? ’
‘Can’t see the point’
‘So why are you here? ’
At this point the confessional ended.
I had been diagnosed as not having enough guilt or grief or angst to be normal and no further help or counselling could be offered.
But, at long last, I felt truly guilty.
So, perhaps, I will find redemption one day.
poem by David Keig
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U R Wrong
u were wrong... so wrong.. uh uh uh huh uh.
u were wrong dead wrong.. uh uh uh whoaaaaaaa
Girl U R said your wrong wrong said your wrong wrong
Girl U R said your wrong wrong said your wrong wrong
verse1: can i take you back to happy times..
oh oh oh uh oh
everyday was paradise.. dinner and candle lights
oh oh oh uh oh
i never thought you'd change i didn't expect no games
i wanted you to bare my child i wanted you to have my last name
now we was right we was wrong
i really don't care cuz i gotta move one
i'm gone be a man about it
the headache i can live without it
chorus: Girl (you act so shady) U (spend all of my paper R ( one heck of a lady) said ur wrong wrong said ur wrong wrong
Girl ( i don't codone it ) U ( and you can't erase it) R (one heck of a lady) said ur wrong wrong said your wrong wrong
Girl ( u tired to play) U (had a house and a baby) R ( one heck of a lady) said ur wrong wrong said ur wrong wrong
Girl ( u were wrong ) u( so wrong ) R (dead wrong said your wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong.
verse2: now i admit sometime i make mistakes..
oh oh oh mmmhmmmm
the responsibility of this household was your to take
"well"
i gave you the keys to the range.. broke you off a lil bit of change
ain't no need to explain.. your gonna miss a good thang
and when it's gone away i ain't got time to play
women you had a chance a chance to stay baby baby
chorus: Girl (you act so shady) U (spend all of my paper R ( one heck of a lady) said ur wrong wrong said ur wrong wrong
Girl ( i don't codone it ) U ( and you can't erase it) R (one heck of a lady) said ur wrong wrong said your wrong wrong
Girl ( u tired to play) U (had a house and a baby) R ( one heck of a lady) said ur wrong wrong said ur wrong wrong
Girl ( u were wrong ) u( so wrong ) R (dead wrong said your wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong.
i picked you up when you were down( when your luck ran out.. baby yes i did)
i took you in when theyput you out ( do you remember that cold monday morning?)
i treated you kids like they was mine( i ain't even they real damn daddynononnono )
when you were dim i made you shine( i was the diamond in your life baby)
chorus: Girl ( girl) u (u) R ( are) wrong wrong wrong wrong
Girl ( girl) u (u) R ( are) wrong wrong wrong wrong
Girl ( girl) u (u) R ( are) wrong wrong wrong wrong
Girl ( girl) u (u) R ( are) wrong wrong wrong wrong
can i break it down fora mineut baby
tell you.. why your wrong
you were wrong staying out all night
coming in sloppy drunk baby
and you were wrong for letting your friend direct your mind
and you were wrong for running up my credit card
and you were wrong for everything you've done to me.
(chorus)
ain't no explination this time.
song performed by by 3pc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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