To The Right Honourable John Barber, Esq; Lord Mayor Of London, On Committing One Of My Sons To His Care.
To the late King of Britain a Savage was brought,
Which wild in the Woods of Germania was caught.
This Present so princely was train'd up with Care;
And knew how to eat, and to jump, and to stare;
The Beaux, and the Belles, beheld it with Joy;
And at Court the high Mode was to see the Wild Boy.
Reflecting on this, with a politic View,
I determin'd to send such a Present to You.
In the Wilds of Hibernia this Boy was beset,
And caught (as the Natives are there) in a Net:
The Creature has Sense, and, in my Eyes, is pretty,
With Talents to make a good Man in the City;
Industrious, and orderly, prudent, and smart,
And not too much Conscience, nor too little Art;
Not scrup'lous, but honest, a Heart set on Gain,
Whose highest Ambition is fix'd on the Chain.
From You may he copy to wear it with Glory;
Like You, in Return--be honour'd in Story.
poem by Mary Barber
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A Crown Of Worms
I am the author, dream up your pain
Drink as did bacchus, rebel just like cain
Lord of the city, I shall remain
All pandemonium, I shall reign
Sit in my fortress, up on my hill
Drinking the wine, 'til I've had my fill
Building up high, my castle walls
Oh, to veil my splendid fall
I present you, I present to you,
I present you this crown of worms
Surrounding myself with mysery
Drawn curtains heavy of my history
Exquisite I am, perfect unity
On my left hand is false majesty
I feign affection, efute the true story
Dispute with creation, the lie is my glory
I care for no one, my gospel is death
For me the light's gone, only darkness is left
I present you, I present to you,
I present you this crown of worms
As black in deed, as cold as stone
A commandment of one, as proud as gold
As neglected in spirit, as time is old
As legion is numbers, as legend is told
I am alone, with the agony of truth
My power of will, my judgement and chain
My end is knowledge and conscience of guilt,
My final confusion hidden from me till I'm done
song performed by by Megadeth
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High Speed Train
When I look into your eyes.
Your drop like an anchor eyes.
I scudded and clipped the sky
Just shy of making it.
And you almost got away.
I told you I was afraid.
Did I really want to try
You're holding me to my claim
I jump on a high speed train
I'll never look back again
I flail like the antelope
Who jumped from the building
and you caught me on the sly
you've taken me by surprise.
you've mirrored my best disguise and
turned it back on me.
I jump on a high speed train
I'll never look back again
I flail like the antelope
Who jumped from the building
I jump on a high speed train
I'll never look back again
To Berlin, Kyoto or Marseilles
I'd go anywhere for you
I'll bring you a big bouquet
I picked it myself today
it compliments your eyes
there's love at the end of the line
I jump on a high speed train
I'll never look back again
I flail like the antelope
Who jumped from the building
I jump on a high speed train
I'll never look back again
To Berlin, Kyoto or Marseilles
I'd go anywhere for you
And that's what I always knew
I'd like to have hung the moon.
I'd wrestle you for a spoon inside your sleeping bag.
Just us.
No war. no hate. no past.
It's real.
I'm here. I'm yours. I'm fast.
I'm long in the eye
I'm cry when I try
I just want to fly
Just you and I, together
song performed by by REM
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Wild n Free
(ian hunter)
Wild n free wild n free
Wild n free wild n free
Oh! Id never known what it was like to free
I always thought it was never true
I got a feeling I was lost in space
Did not like my face
Just wanted to be
Wild n free wild n free
Like a hurricane
Wild n free wild n free
Oh insanitys so insane
Wild n free wild n free
I aint got no got no got no name
Wild n free wild n free
Dont want no ball and chain
Damn people telling me that I was thinking bad
Had me believing they was right
All they wanted was another slob
In some stinking job
That just aint me I just want to be
W w w wild n free wild n free
Like a hurricane
Wild n free wild n free
Oh insanitys so in so insane
Wild n free wild n free
I aint got no name
Wild n free wild n free
I dont I dont want to know a ball and chain
Just then I found out I was too broke to get out
So I took to the road no one was having me
I said dont want no handouts
Cause Im making out
You aint like me I just want to be
Uh uh uh wild n free
I tried to tell you babe but you never understood
I always tried to make you see
But you believed just what your old man said
He had you chained to his head
And its on tv tv tv tv
Want to be want to be want to be
Wild n free wild n free
Like a hurricane
Wild n free wild n free
Oh insanitys so insane
Wild n free wild n free
I aint got no got no got no name
Wild n free wild n free
Dont want no ball and chain
Wild n free wild n free
Just like a ball a ball a ball of fire
Wild n free wild n free
Like it high its getting higher
Wild n free wild n free
Like some bolt from out the sky
Wild n free wild n free
Like some bullett
Say goodbye
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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You are caught in moments
You are caught in moments
in passion like a kite pulling,
where you hang in wild winds
in a frolicking flight and still you are scared,
every moment is emphasized.
You are caught in moments
at your own insistence
want to pull me down in yearning
where you hang in wild winds
but sometimes it’s as if you are longing,
want to shelter against me,
you are caught in moments
want to break away in the song of the wind,
still you leave an impression
where you hang in wild winds,
you are searching in impulse and desire
with nails that you put into my back,
you are caught in moments
where you hang in wild winds.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Moderate Men and Moderate Measures
Praise to placeless proud ability,
Let the prudent muse disclaim;
And sing the Statesman--all civility--
Whom moderate talents raise to fame.
He, no random projects urging,
Make us wild alarms to feel;
With moderate measures, gently purging
Ills that prey on Britain's weal.
CHORUS.
Gently purging,
Gently purging,
Gently purging Britain's weal.[1]
Addington, with measured motion,
Keep the tenor of thy way;
To glory yield no rash devotion,
Led by luring lights astray;
Splendid talents are deceiving;
Tend to councils much too bold;
Moderate men we prize, believing,
All that glitters is not gold.
GRAND CHORUS.
All that Glisters,
All that Glisters,
All that Glisters is not gold![2]
poem by George Canning
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Accept, you are the wildest, right?
If you term a person ‘wild’
You mean that person is unreasonable
You mean that person reacts violently
You mean that person is unpredictable
You mean that person is unsociable
And you term us ‘wild’
Yes, I am representing that group of animals,
Who live in natural environment.
We go by the natural law ‘survival of the fittest’
We are simple and we never show up we are wise or smart
We live the present only, we know there is nothing called future
We eat only when we are hungry
We live only with those comforts nature has provided
We do not cheat or misrepresent facts
We make homes with available natural materials
We do not amaze wealth
We do not hoard anything
We kill only when we are hungry and eat the flesh then and there
We do not, however, kill our own tribe
And you call us ‘wild’
You are wise, learned and know many things
You make laws and you know how to break them without being caught
You amaze wealth for the comfort of your off-springs
You are worried more about future
Than being particular enjoying the present
You harness natural powers for your benefit
And you say this is just add to your comforts
You make use of every thing nature has provided
And manipulate them to match you needs
You experiment on us, not for our benefit
And claim that such experiments will help human beings
You kill us for pleasure,
Not always because you are hungry and need our flesh
Why you kill your own people
And say you are protecting your nation, tribe, faith or religion
With this great background you call us ‘wild’
If you insist we agree to be branded as ‘wild’
Provided, you accept
That you are ‘wildest’
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Fires Of Spring
Shes back real late yet she dont seem to care
She hangs around outside in late night air
Burning tears upon a smiling face
And shes caught in the fires of spring
The ice of loneliness youve known so long
For good or not seems to have been and gone
Your phoenix flies you high on crazy wings
And youre caught in the fires of spring
When all that you do has faded from view
And [? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ] dont mean a thing
Oh youre burned and Im blind [well, something like that]
And youre caught in the fires of spring
Youve been before but never been so fast
Your only hope is that its gonna last
You know the pain and yet you love its sting
And youre caught in the fires of spring
song performed by by Chris Rea
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No More Chain Gang
He was black and handsome
And mighty mighty brave
Comin from the backwoods
The grandson of a slave
He was caught for something
They knew hed never done
And he was diggin ditches
Out in the burnin sun
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
No more, no more, no more
Man he was a giant
And iron he could bend
And he swore hed fight them
Down to the bitter end
Though he was no talker
His burnin eyes would say
You may keep on tryin
Cant hold me no way
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
No more, no more, no more
And one night he lay in waiting
Hit the guard and took the key
And before the others caught him
He jumped out and he was free
He jumped out and he was free
He made for the swamp lands
It seemed a hopeless duel
They had dogs and shotguns
And they were mighty cruel
But they couldnt find him
He was too smart and strong
Hiding in the daytime
Wandering all night long
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
Working on the chain gang-no more
song performed by by Boney M.
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Moonshine Find Me
Through vast pine forests they have searched
They are leaving the country
Seeking clarity within the labyrinth of city streets unwinding.
Moonshine find me.
I have awoken and for the first time in my life known the bliss of love as real.
And here I am at my journeys end
Having found my love in the arms of a friend,
And What greater love is there to seek
Than the love that makes your knees grow weak?
Can you hear upon the wind the stories of our forefathers?
A thousand dreams are sewn it seems from petals in descent.
And smiling lost within the moment present... what could I resent?
Fed upon the fruits of the earth
Drinking water from the freshest springs
Here I am within the moment of rebirth
Here to spread my wings
Ascending into flight
Rising out of sight.
I have torched the temple of my adolescence
And here I find myself building within the bounds of sacred measures.
Here I find myself building mausoleums to entomb the treasures I have sought upon my journey.
Running wild into the woods at night, running from sirens
The girl is caught upon the barbed fence.
We study our scriptures under translation, losing more than we can ever gain.
Hollow trenches beneath his eyes
Gaunt
The night is a wild beast foaming
And we the children roaming
Dance for the chance to rise and to stare
Wide eyed into the eyes of eternity's unwinding.
poem by David Lacey
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City Under A Thousand Lies
Tragedy is the front page story
A city drowned under a thousand lies
And everyday we waste stalling
Is another day we loose a thousand lives
No one really seems to care
Everyone seems to want to leave them there
The city is going down in despair
And no one really seems to care
As long as it doesn’t happen to you
It’s just another front page story
Can’t really explain just how wrong that is to me
The agenda is stuck in the dirt across the sea
When the disaster is in our own backyard we aren’t ready
Quicker to act
On a battle attack
Across the world
Than thousands dying
Right here at home
Way too late to save anything
Obviously it’s too far gone
Tragedy is the front page story
Sell every fucking copy you can
The city is drowning under a thousand lies
And everyday we waste stalling
Claims another thousand lives
Caught on camera the deepest misery
Anarchy and despair everywhere
And yet even though it’s the front page story
No one really seems to care
poem by Jake Warren
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Morning Glory
Pretty faces everywhere
A few hard cases stop and stare
Theyve got charm that is not right
Pretty faces late at nightmorning glory whats the story
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
All the way back again
I remember our old rendezvous
The key was kept inside a shoe
Those moments will remain frozen in time
Morning glorys on my mind
Whats the story morning glory
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
All the way back again
It seems like only yesterday
She married me and carried me away
I found out what life was all about
Morning glory threw me out
Hey morning glory whats the story
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
Alimony, palimony
Puts a dent in me
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
For a dip in the shining sea
A dip in the shining sea
Pretty faces everywhere
A few hard cases stop and stare
Even when I know it aint my day
A lot of good faces anyway
Morning glory whats the story
What is it to be
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
For a dip in the shining sea
A dip in the shining sea
Whats the story morning glory
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
All the way back again
Hey morning glory whats the story
Will it ever end
Ive been all the way to biscayne bay
And all the way back again
All the way back again
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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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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Get Wild
Get wild! ah!
Get wild! ooh, ooh, baby!
Get wild! {x4}
When ure sick of that 9 2 5
And ure ready 2 come alive
When u look both high and low
And u cant find a trumpet that blows
Come on baby (aw shucks!), where the good times never die
Come on baby (aw shucks!), where the damsels good and fly
Come on baby, u can shake your funky monkey til it cry
Polyvinyl acetate will keep your monkey high
If u wanna get real freaky, nows the time 2 try (come on yall)
Chorus:
Get wild! - everybody up in the place
Get wild! - it dont matter what sex or race
Get wild! - all u nasty girls and boys
If u wanna get wild, say yeah (yeah!) - make some noise!
When u want 2 get in the groove
But the music dont make u move
Hip the dj 2 a new cd
Anything by the n.p.g.
Come on baby (aw shucks!), where the good times never die
Come on baby (aw shucks!), where the damsels good and fly
Come on baby, u can shake your funky monkey til it cry
Polyvinyl acetate will keep your monkey high
If u wanna get real freaky, nows the time 2 try (come on yall)
Chorus
Get wild!
Like u know u need 2
Pick a funky outfit short and see through
Versace got it going on in the gold mesh
Why dont u try it on 2 night when u get dressed?
Get wilds the only aroma that my nose will see (get wild!)
Why dont u spray a little where u think Im gonna be?
And u know, u know what shoes 2 wear
The ones so high ure scared
Ououo, peligro que aqui yo vengo! {oh oh, danger 4 here I come!}
(get wild!)
When u cant find the g 2 your go
Even charged, your batterys low
When the smokes 2 thick 2 blow
Theres a brand new high we know
Come on baby (aw shucks!), where the good times never die
Come on baby (aw shucks!), where the damsels good and fly
Come on baby, u can shake your funky monkey til it cry
Polyvinyl acetate will keep your monkey high
If u wanna get real freaky, nows the time 2 try (come on yall)
Get wild! - everybody up in the place, yes
Get wild! - it dont matter what sex or race
Get wild! - all u nasty girls and boys (get wild!)
If u wanna get wild, say yeah (yeah!) - make some noise!
Get wild! (shake it!)
Shake your money maker
Get wild! (shake it!)
Shake your money maker
Get wild! (shake it!) (shake it!)
Shake your money maker
Get wild!
(get, get ...)
Come on, get wild!
song performed by by Prince
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My Desire
No way - can't think
Like a one of a king - like a thorn in my side
Too late you looked
Got eyes in the back of my head and I'm hooked
My desire to turn you out
That's how it's gonna be
My desire to turn you out
Freaky feelin' free
Take my mind and fly high
Above the stratosphere
It's a major turn on
Black lace and leather gear
Take it from me don't wanna look
Been passed around like a good book
So you wear wigs, I don't care
Takes a mean freak to catch a stare
Like a B-movie sex queen
Bright lips shimmer and shine
Kiss me again and again
Your desire's divine
Pleasure paint a shade of
Electric candy blue
Try these special shades on
Wild colors make me move
Want praise and pleads like it's no joke
Turn loose my leash so I won't choke
I can tell what you want from me
Foreplay to make a prophecy
No sign - no clue - switcharoo
Knock on wood your rap is good
Mine is too
song performed by by 24-7 Spyz
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Sonnet XXXIII. To The Naiad Of The Arun
GO, rural Naiad! wind thy stream along
Through woods and wilds: then seek the ocean caves
Where sea-nymphs meet their coral rocks among,
To boast the various honours of their waves!
'Tis but a little, o'er thy shallow tide,
That toiling trade her burden'd vessel leads;
But laurels grow luxuriant on thy side,
And letters live along thy classic meads.
Lo! where 'mid British bards thy natives shine!
And now another poet helps to raise
Thy glory high--the poet of the MINE ,
Whose brilliant talents are his smallest praise:
And who, to all that genius can impart,
Adds the cool head, and the unblemish'd heart.
poem by Charlotte Smith
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Signs Of Love
You walked into the room last night
Like a song on the wind
And I sensed a new beginning
The way the light had caught your hair
I couldn't help but stare
And I could tell what you were thinking
Maybe I'm high but I don't get high anymore
Not 'til you come through the door
The the room starts spinning and my hands begin to sweat
The words I've been rehearsing are so easy to forget
Falling like a stone flying like a jet
And I'm losin' control losin' control.
Chorus:
It's the signs of love
It's the signs of love
It's the signs of love
And I got it bad
I been hangin' out on your street
Just hoping for the chance to meet ya
As if I'd know waht to say if I did
But luck you come on by
I see that look in your eye
And I can tell what you're thinkin'
Maybe I'm high
But I don't get high anymore
Not 'til you come through the door
Chorus:
Send me a message tell me what to do
You can be honest but please don't be cruel babe
Send me a message tell me what to say
I got it bad yea I got it bad
Send me a message tell me what to do
You can be honest but please don't be cruel
There's only so much I can play the fool
And I'm losin' control losin' control
Chorus:
Send me a message tell me what to do
You can be honest but please don't be cruel babe
Send me a message tell me what to say
Let's get together please don't run away
It's the signs
Send me a message, Send me a message, Send me a message
Maybe I'm high let's get together
It's the signs, It's the signs, It's the signs
song performed by by 38 Special
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The Three Foxes
Once upon a time there were three little foxes
Who didn’t wear stockings, and they didn’t wear sockses,
But they all had handkerchiefs to blow their noses,
And they kept their handkerchiefs in cardboard boxes.
And they lived in forest in three little houses,
And they didn’t wear coats, and they didn’t wear trousies.
They ran through the woods on their little bare tootsies,
And they played “Touch Last” with a family of mouses.
They didn’t go shopping in the High Street shopses,
But caught what they wanted in the woods and copses.
They all went fishing, and they caught three wormses,
They went out hunting, and they caught three wopses.
They wen to a Fair, and they all won prizes —
Tree plum-puddingses and three mince-pieses.
They rode on elephants and swang on swingses,
And hit three coco-nuts at coco-nut shieses.
That’s all I know of three little foxes
Who kept their handkerchiefs in three little boxes.
They lived in the forest in three little houses,
But they didn’t wear coats and they didn’t wear trousies,
And they didn’t wear stockings and they didn’t wear sockses.
poem by Alan Alexander Milne
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Nature
O Nature! I do not aspire
To be the highest in thy choir, -
To be a meteor in thy sky,
Or comet that may range on high;
Only a zephyr that may blow
Among the reeds by the river low;
Give me thy most privy place
Where to run my airy race.
In some withdrawn, unpublic mead
Let me sigh upon a reed,
Or in the woods, with leafy din,
Whisper the still evening in:
Some still work give me to do, -
Only - be it near to you!
For I'd rather be thy child
And pupil, in the forest wild,
Than be the king of men elsewhere,
And most sovereign slave of care;
To have one moment of thy dawn,
Than share the city's year forlorn.
poem by Henry David Thoreau
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To Emma
I look within those deep, dark, lustrous eyes,
And there I read thy heart's sweet mysteries;
There, like those lakes that mirror earth and sky,
The lights and shadows of the future lie.
For thee ambition has no clarion call;
Thou 'lt seek no home in court, or princely hall,
Where folly reigns, and the world's votaries throng
To wile the hours with mirth, and dance, and song.
Nor wilt thou seek to blazon high thy name,
As woman may, upon the scroll of Fame.
But there 's an empire o'er which thou wouldst reign,
Yet should thy subjects wear no despot's chain.
It is the empire of the Heart. It shall be thine,
And o'er it thou shalt reign by "right divine."
poem by Anne Lynch Botta from Poems (1848)
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Saint Augustine In Hell
If somebody up there likes me somebody up there cares
Deliver me from evil save me from these wicked snares
Not into temptation, not to cliffs to fall
On to revelation, and lesson for us all
She walked into the room on the arm of my best friend
I knew whatever happened our friendship would end
Chemical reaction, desire at first sight
Mystical attraction, turned out all my lights
The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
I dont know if its pain or pleasure that I seek
My flesh was all too willing, my spirit guide was weak
I was deadly certain thoughts for me werent kind
A switchblade in his pocket, murder on his mind
Blessed st. theresa the whore of babylon
Madonna and my mother all rolled into one
Youve got to understand me, Im not a piece of wood
Francis of assisi could never be this good
The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
Relax, have a cigar, make yourself at home. hell is full of high court
Judges, failed saints. weve got cardinals, archbishops, barristers,
Certified accountants, music critics, theyre all here. youre not alone.
Youre never alone, not here youre not. ok breaks over.
The less I need the more I get
Make me chaste but not just yet
Its a promise or a lie Ill repent before I die
The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
The minute I saw her face the second I caught her eye
The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die
song performed by by Sting
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