Verducation Distillation
Verducation distillation
Did you think the weapons could go go green
Did you thing think the thresholds stood still unseen
In mass ash production circulation blood machine
Chain chant reigns no kit kat break to flee
Chewing at McDonald's an early lunch of me
Chilly sights of spices and a broken tv
You hop
You scotch
You watch
A sit com for a clown rip rapping a seat to sit
A bang bang smoking pot puffing at ‘that's it'
A broadband surface for ms to transmit
It's they
For a day
An early month of May
Clicking at an interpreter's sign
Of things both evil and divine
An indifferent ‘that's fine'
Too nigh
You fly
You sigh
Sigh sign deep inhale an early breeze
Breathe in the green at a too late ease
Before real life moves and all movies freeze
Verducation distillation
Did you think the weapons could go go green
Did you thing think the thresholds stood still unseen
In mass ash production circulation blood machine
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Bang & Blame
If you could see yourself now, baby
Its not my fault
You used to be so in control
Youre going to roll right over this one
Just roll me over, let me go
Youre laying blame
Take this as no, no, no
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Its not my thing so let it go.
If you could see yourself now baby,
The tables have turned
The whole world hinges on your swings
Your secret life of indiscreet discretions
Id turn the screw and leave the screen,
Dont point your finger,
You know thats not my thing
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Its not my thing so let it go.
Youve got a little worry,
I know it all too well,
Ive got your number,
But so does every kiss-and-tell
Who dares to cross your threshold,
Or happens on your way,
Stop laying blame.
You know thats not my thing.
You know thats not my thing,
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Its not my thing so let it go.
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang and bang,
Its not my thing so let it go.
You kiss on me, tug on me, rub on me, jump on me,
You bang on me, beat on me, hit on me, let go on me,
You let go on me.
song performed by by REM
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Bang Bang Lulu
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Lulu had a boyfriend
He could not get enough
She could never stop him
He was hooked on makin
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Lulu had a red dress
When she put it on
Every man that she passed by
Thought she must be
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Lulu joined the army
She was fighting in a war
Stood in front of the enemy
Their weapons hit them
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Lulu knew a singer
He had so many hits
She loved his voice
But she hated the way
He kept grabbin her
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Lulu had a boyfriend
He just couldnt get enough
She could never stop him
He was hooked on makin
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
Bang bang lulu
Lulus going away
Lu is going to bang bang
Now lulus going away
song performed by by Boney M.
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Bang And Blame
If you could see yourself now, baby
Its not my fault
You used to be so in control
Youre going to roll right over this one
Just roll me over, let me go
Youre laying blame
Take this as no, no, no, no, no
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Then blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Its not my thing so let it go
If you could see yourself now, baby
The tables have turned
The whole world hinges on your swings
Your secret life of indiscreet discretions
Id turn the screw and leave the screen
Dont point your finger
You know thats not my thing
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Then blame, blame, blame
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Its not my thing so let it go now
Youve got a little worry
I know it all too well
Ive got your number
But so does every kiss and tell
Who dares to cross your threshold
Or happens on you way
Stop laying blame
You know thats not my thing
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Then blame, blame, blame
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Its not my thing so let it go
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Then blame, blame, blame
Its not my thing so let it go
You kiss on me, tug one me
Rub on me, jump on me
You bang on me, beat on me
Hit on me, let go on me
You let go on me
song performed by by REM
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Whether or not the standard of living made possible by mass production and in turn by mass circulation, is supported by and filled with the work of us hucksters, I guess is something that only history can decide.
quote by Leo Burnett
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Love Sign (Remix)
If U're sick of evil knocking on your door
Throw up the love sign once and 4evermore
If U'd rather make love and have a little fun
Throw up the love sign everybody and not the gun
In a chariot of red and gold
The cool, fuzzy voice said "Come save your soul"
Be4 the fear of rejection reared its head
He stood be4 the masses and calmly said
If U're sick of evil knocking on your door
Throw up the love sign once and 4evermore
If U'd rather make and have a little fun
Throw up the love sign everybody and not the gun
In the day of where and why we all belong
Don't no body wanna hear a silly love song
And if they did then we would sing it on the news
While U're aiming your gun at me and I'm aiming back at U
Pop, pop, pop go the pistol
Bang, bang, bang go the gun
Pop, pop, pop go the pistol
Bang, bang, bang go the gun
If U only had one year left 2 live
What good is the time U spend if U got no love 2 give?
Let's all get up off the front and find a cause 2 back
Then we could teach the babies replications of the act
If U're sick of evil knocking on your door
Throw up the love sign once and 4evermore
If U'd rather make love and have a little fun
Throw up the love sign everybody and not the gun
song performed by by Prince
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Just A Machine
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
Four wheels that travel from A to B.
Why worship this idol that you see,
That’s pretty silly, don’t you agree.
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
Costing a fortune, must keep its shine.
Had to have it, this knockout design.
Thought it simply something so divine.
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
Depreciates in so quick a time.
Won’t last long, rusty, bang goes its prime.
It certainly won’t be worth a dime.
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
A car that travels from A to B.
Not an icon, no god this taxi,
Merely moulded plastic, with a key.
It’s just a machine,
Just a machine.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Bang Bang
Wow, this aint the right thing to do
So, so let, so lets go
Young girls they know what theyre after
Young girls dont kiss me goodbye
Rockets shooting up into space
Buildings they rise to the skies
Bang bang I got mine
Bang bang reach for the sky
I keep a good friend on videotape
Hell drive his sports car until its too late
But well have a hot time on the town tonight
Cause love is my bet and its the best yet
Bang bang I got mine
Bang bang sun dont shine
Bang bang you all angels
Bang bang now you all ought to be in pictures
Oh girl
Oh girl my problems cant follow me
Phone calls I take my machine
I wander lonely to the sea
Lonely-ha ha ha-what does it mean
Bang bang I got mine
Bang bang and you are next in line
Bang bang reach for the sky
Bang bang sun dont shine
Rise buildings
Rise to the sky
Well young girls they know what theyre after
I said, young girls dont kiss me goodbye
Bang bang
Then you close, then you should close, then you close down
You big man
Bang bang
Spot the brack
Just come in first
Bang bang
If praise had wings
Bang bang
And you next in line
song performed by by David Bowie
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Bang Bang
Pop/kral
Well this aint the right thing to do, so lets go
Young girls they know what theyre after
Young girls dont kiss me goodbye
Rocktes shooting up into space
Buildings they rise to the skies
Bang bang I got mine
Bang bang reach for the sky
I keep a good friend on video tape
Hell drive his sports car until its too late
But well have a hot time on the town tonigh
Cause love is my bet and its the best yet
Bang bang I got mine
Bang bang sun dontshine
Bang bang you all angels
Bang bang now you all ought to be in pictures
Oh girl
Oh girl my problems cant follow me
Phone calls I take my machine
I wander lonely to the sea
Lonely ha ha ha what does it mean
Bang bang I got mine
Bang bang and you are next in line
Bang bang reach for the sky
Bang bang sun dontshine
Rise buildings
Rise to the sky
Young girls they know what theyre after
I said, young girls dont kiss me goodbye
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Autobiography
My father made the walls resound,
He wore his collar the wrong way round.
When I was five the black dreamscame;
Nothing after was quite the same.
When I woke they did not care;
Nobody, nobody was there.
In my childhood trees were green
And there was plenty to be seen.
When my silent terror cried,
Nobody, nobody replied.
I got up; the chilly sun
Saw me walk away alone.
My mother wore a yellow dress;
Gentle, gently, gentleness.
The dark was talking to the dead;
The lamp was dark beside my bed.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
poem by Louis Macneice
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Where She Told Her Love
I saw her crop a rose
Right early in the day,
And I went to kiss the place
Where she broke the rose away
And I saw the patten rings
Where she o'er the stile had gone,
And I love all other things
Her bright eyes look upon.
If she looks upon the hedge or up the leafing tree,
The whitethorn or the brown oak are made dearer things to me.
I have a pleasant hill
Which I sit upon for hours,
Where she cropt some sprigs of thyme
And other little flowers;
And she muttered as she did it
As does beauty in a dream,
And I loved her when she hid it
On her breast, so like to cream,
Near the brown mole on her neck that to me a diamond shone;
Then my eye was like to fire, and my heart was like to stone.
There is a small green place
Where cowslips early curled,
Which on Sabbath day I traced,
The dearest in the world.
A little oak spreads o'er it,
And throws a shadow round,
A green sward close before it,
The greenest ever found:
There is not a woodland nigh nor is there a green grove,
Yet stood the fair maid nigh me and told me all her love.
poem by John Clare
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Prose Poem V
and when she gets home they're painting the shutters green'.
'Green'?
'Yes. Green was her husband's favorite color.He preferred the shutters green. It was the sign she sought'.
'I see', said Eileen, not really thrilled by this example from literature.
'You don't believe it'?
'I have to think about it. It sounds a little hokey.
I tried to appear shocked, but I'm not very good at it.
'I know what you mean', I said simply, remembering my vow.
Eileen looked at her watch. She had a case to shoot. She dismissed me, turned and walked off down the hall, her abrupt departure both relieving and disappointing me. I, too, looked at my watch. The afternoon was early and there was still lots to do.
poem by Robert Dickerson
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Sign Of The Times
Heading for the classroom yesterday
The kids file through the metal machine
It finds what they may hide
No it just aint right...
A sign of the times
Another church is burning to the ground...
Looking for the vandals and theyre nowhere to be found
But the hates alive
A sign of the times, sign of the times...
A sign of the times, sign of the times...
(accoustic break)
Would someone please let me know how we have spun out of control?
Has the captain let go of the wheel?
Or could we please try to find a way to be a bit more kind?
I see the road to tomorrow in the haze!
(solo)
On the senate floor they congregate
Many pockets lined with green,
From those behind the scenes, yeah they take the bribe ( its on the side )
A sign of the times, sign of the times...
A sign of the times, sign of the times...
(accoustic break)
song performed by by Queensryche
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The Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine
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Simon & Garfunkel - The Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine
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(2:44)
P. Simon, 1966
Do people have a tendency to dump on you?
Does your group have more cavities than theirs?
Do all the hippies seem to get the jump on you?
Do you sleep alone when others sleep in pairs?
Well there's no need to complain
We'll eliminate your pain
We can neutralize your brain
You'll feel just fine
Now
Buy a big bright green pleasure machine!
Do figures of authority just shoot you down?
Is life within the business world a drag?
Did your boss just mention that you'd better shop around
To find yourself a more productive bag?
Are you worried and distressed?
Can't seem to get no rest?
Put our product to the test
You'll feel just fine
Now
Buy a big bright green pleasure machine!
You'd better hurry up and order one
Our limited supply is very nearly gone
Do you nervously await the blows of cruel fate?
Do your checks bounce higher than a rubber ball?
Are you worried 'cause your girlfriend's just a little late?
Are you looking for a way to chuck it all?
We can end your daily strife
At a reasonable price
You've seen it advertised in Life
You'll feel just fine
Now
Buy a big bright green pleasure machine!
song performed by by Simon & Garfunkel
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Whispers From Bones
THE WAR MACHINE
IS QUITE OBSCENE
THE WAR MACHINE
IS QUITE UNCLEAN
BUT
THE WAR MACHINE
WILL NOT STOP
BECAUSE
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST BE FED
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST HAVE BLOOD
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST HAVE DEATH
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST HAVE LIFE
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST HAVE STRIFE
THE WAR MACHINE
MUST BE FED
THE WAR MACHINE
LOVES THE DEAD
THE WAR MACHINE
WILL NOT STOP
BECAUSE
THE WAR MACHINE
IS ANGRY MAN.
poem by M.L. Squier
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Give Up Smoking Tobacco
A traveller walks with crutches,
passing by me with one leg stretches,
Other leg amputated above the knee,
Enquired I, Why? How?
Said he, one toe became black,
Reduced blood circulation to the little toe
and circulation to adjacent toes
also getting cut;
The history is that he was a smoker
of Beedi - rolled tobacco leaves -
Smoking of Beedi leads to narrowing of blood vessels
supplying the toes, results in clotting of blood;
The toes get gangrenous,
tissue death extends towards the hip
necessitating in amputation
of toes to midthigh;
Give up smoking tobacco
to escape from death of tissues
and removal of toes and lower limbs,
GIVE UP SMOKING TOBACCO!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Assault weapons' menacing looks, coupled with the public's confusion over fully-automatic machine guns versus semi-automatic assault weapons --anything that looks like a machine gun is assumed to be a machine gun-- can only increase the chance of public support for restrictions on these weapons.
quote by Josh Sugarmann
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Carl took on the military-industrial complex. He campaigned around the world for an end to the production of weapons of mass destruction. To him it was a perversion of science.
quote by Ann Druyan
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One Thing With You
one thing with you
is this belief that i am nothing but just the idea
that i have been feeding you.
is it really only about sex?
i like it to be that way, but it is not really
i am a leaf feeling my way all through the air
floating like a feather from a restless bird high on air
scratching its side and then
letting go
i am a leaf falling
enjoying my trip down to the bottom of the earth
looking for a landing field,
a green green patch of grass
i like the dews early morning
i like the trees where the fingers of the morning sun are piercing
like a miracle
there is one thing with you
you do not believe in what i believe in
what is it? let things be themselves as they open.
do not think. just watch.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Early In The Morning
Early in the morning and I cant get right
Had a little date with my baby last night
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Now its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to all the places where we used to go
Went to your house but you dont live there no more
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to your friends house but she was out
Knock on your fathers door and he began to shout get out there boy
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to doogie chain to get something to eat
Waiter looked at me and said you sure look beat
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Conjuring
I am too early;
you have not met me yet.
I am isolated from my future
where you live.
I am too early;
you have not yet
learned to love me.
You don't know my smile;
I am not yet
even born
in your eyes;
but I still want you to love me
Is that silly?
Perhaps.
But, maybe it can be;
after all this is my dream.
I lie in bed
dreaming you now
bringing you here
into my bed
you don't have to exist
to be here
I can hear
you sigh.
You don't have to exist
except here
now
in my bed
that is enough..
I am not too early;
all I have to do
is turn out the lights
and get my position
right;
and I can conjure you up.
.
Too early?
No,
too late.
Don't want you
to have to
wait.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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