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The Bellman

BRING out your dead before you reap
From lips beloved infection dread;
Above such brows ye dare not weep!
Bring out your dead

Into the street from breast or bed,
Lest ye too sicken into sleep
That recks not of the Bellman's tread.

Thrice foolish heart! Why do you heap
Corpse upon corpse--conspire to spread
Corruption on all else you keep?
Bring out your dead!

poem by Muriel Stuart
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Bring em All In

Bring em all in, bringem all in, bring em all in,
Bring em all in, bring em all into my heart
Bring em all in, bring em all in, bring em all in
Bring em all in, bring em all into my heart
Bring the little fishes
Bring the sharks
Bring em from the brightness
Bring em from the dark
Bring em from the caverns
Bring em from the heights
Bring em from the shadows
Stand em in the light
Bring em out of purdah
Bring em out of store
Bring em out of hiding
Lay them at my door
Bring the unforgiven

song performed by by Waterboys
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A walking corpse

I walk around like a zombie.
A reflection of a corpse.
Like Im in a body thats not mine.
A body depression has invaded.

Im a reflection of a corpse.
So numb and dead inside.
Not being able to feel.

Trapped in a body.
That once used to be mine.
Now its like its someone elses.

Im a walking corpse.
So very dead inside.
As numb as numb
Number than Ice.

Depression has over road.
And overtaken me.
Its made me like a walking corpse.
I may aswell be dead.
Thats how I feel inside.

A excellent resembalence
Of a walking corpse.

Mabey I can fight it
But that I very much doubt.
I have had to fight to many demons.
One more I cant fight this yet.

Im a walking corpse.
Dead inside.
A marvolos resembalence.
Of a walking corpse

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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In the Wilderness

The sea patrol,
Please bring out the dead in Libya! !
For the hair and the body are like the high-heel girls;
But in the wilderness are they gone too soon,
So try to bring out the dead for burial.

Bombs and bullets of war!
We are still seeing what is going on in Libya! !
But in the wilderness in search of the dead bodies is your mission;
So try to bring our the dead for a peaceful burial.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dead End Street

Theres a crack up in the ceiling,
And the kitchen sink is leaking.
Out of work and got no money,
A sunday joint of bread and honey.
What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor.
No money coming in,
The rent collectors knocking, trying to get in.
We are strictly second class,
We dont understand,
(dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are living on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
On a cold and frosty morning,
Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning.
And my feet are nearly frozen,
Boil the tea and put some toast on.
What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor.
No chance to emigrate,
Im deep in debt and now its much too late.
We both want to work so hard,
We cant get the chance,
(dead end!)
People live on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
(dead end!)
People live on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Head to my feet (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Hows it feel? (yeah)
Hows it feel? (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)

song performed by by Kinks
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Ramblin' Buy

(Tom Paxton)
He was a man and a friend always
He stuck with me in the hard old days.
He never cared if I had no dough,
We rambled round in the rain and snow.
And here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
Here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
In Tulsa town, we chanced to stray.
We thought that we, we might work one day.
The boss said he had room for one,
Said my old pal, ?We'd rather bum?.
And here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
Here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
Then late one night in a jungle camp
The weather it, it was cold and damp.
He got the chills, he got 'em bad,
I lost the only friend I had.
And here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
Here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
My ramblin' pal has rambled on,
My ramblin' boy, he's dead and gone.
If when we die, we go somewhere,
I'll bet you a dollar he's ramblin' there.
And here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
Here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.

song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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Bring On The Rain (feat. Tim McGraw)

Another day has almost come and gone
Can't imagine what else could go wrong
Sometimes I'd like to hide away
somewhere and lock the door
A single battle lost but not the war ('cause)
Tomorrow's another day
And I'm thirsty anway
So bring on the rain
Its almost like the hard times circle 'round
A couple drops and they all start coming down
Yeah, I might feel defeated,
And I might hang my head
I might be barely breathing -
but I'm not dead (no, cause')
Tomorrow's another day
And I'm thirsty anyway
So bring on the rain
No I'm not gonna let it get me down,
I'm not gonna cry
And I'm not gonna lose any sleep tonight ('cause)
Tomorrow's another day
And I am not affraid
So bring on the rain
Tomorrows another day
And I'm thirsty anyway
So bring on the rain
(Bring on, Bring on the rain)
No I'm not gonna let it get me down
No I'm not gonna cry
So bring on the rain

song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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Gains Of Iniquity

WHEN I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP,
MY ENEMIES RISE TO CONGREGATE AGAINST ME,
THEY HAVE SLAYED ME IN THE LAND OF SLEEP,
THEY HAVE CUT ME UP TO LOOK LIKE A MAGGOT,
THEY RAVISH MY WIFE IN MY DEAD-SLEEP PRESENCE,
THEY HAVE MADE ME A MOCKERY AMONGST THEIR KIND,
I STAND, AN OBJECT OF RIDICULE BY WHORES,
YEA, THE LAND OF THE DEAD IS ALIVE WITH WOES AND PAINS,
THE DEAD WEEP AND WAIL FOR THE BURDEN IT BEARS,
THE BURDEN BY RELIGION,
THE YOKE BY GOD,
YEA, THEM THAT HATH AN EAR WILL HEAR LIES,
THEM THAT SEE, WILL SEE MIRAGES AND CALL THEM VISIONS,
THE TONGUES OF THY OFFSPRINGS SHALL BRING FORTH UNTRUTHS,
WOE UNTO THEM THAT ADHERE TO THE TONGUE'S OF HARLOTS,
WOE UNTO THEM THAT LISTEN TO PROSTITUTES,
THOU SHALL INHERIT THAT WHICH THOU HAST ACCEPTED TO INHERIT,
YEA, GOD AND HIS SERVANTS SHALL BEQUEATH THEE WITH THEIR INIQUITY,
YEA, YOU SHALL INHERIT VENGEANCE,
ENEMIES SHALL FALL UPON THEE,
YOU SHALL REAP THE FRUITS OF THY WICKED LABOUR,
YEA, A SHAMEFULL END SHALL BE THY PORTION,
OH YE WORKERS OF INIQUITY

poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Bring It On Home To Me/send Me Some Lovin

F you ever change your mind,
About leaving, leaving me behind,
Oh, you'd better bring it to me,
Bring your sweet lovin',
Bring it on home to me.
Yeh, (yeh) yeh, (yeh) yeh.
You know i laughed,
Laughed when you left.
But now i know, i've only hurt myself.
Oh, you'd better bring it to me,
Bring your sweet lovin',
Bring it on home to me.
Yeh, (yeh) yeh, (yeh) yeh, yeh, yeh.
Oh, you'd better bring it to me,
Bring your sweet lovin',
Bring it on home to me.
Yeh, (yeh) yeh, (yeh) yeh.
You know i'll always be your slave,
Until i'm dead and buried in my grave.
Oh, you'd better bring it to me,
Bring your sweet lovin',
Bring it on home to me.
Yeh, (yeh) yeh, yeh.
Send me some lovin',
Send it i pray.
How can i love you
When you're so far away?
Send me your picture,
Send it, my dear.
So i can hold it
And pretend you are here.
Send me your kisses,
I can feel your touch.
I need you, i need you so badly,
Don't you know i miss you so much?
My days are so lonely,
My nights are so blue.
I'm here and i'm lonely,
Just waitin' for you.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Bring It On Home To Me/send Me Some Lovin

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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What Can You Bring Me

(j gadson)
When your lovin is gone
And you cant carry on
What can you bring me
When there aint nobody else
And you cant help yourself
What can you bring me
What can you bring me
Can you bring me that happy day
Let me know that everything is ok
Bring it strong and bring it fast
Bring it till the pain is in the past
What can you bring me, thatll unchain me
What can you bring me
What can you bring me baby
What can you bring me
Like a amn whose on that road, drivin hard towards his goal
Like Im on my last go round
My love lifes lost and cant be found
What can you bring me
What can you bring me
Hurry baby, dont waste time
I need somebody, help me solve this crime
Bring it strong and bring it fast
Bring it till the pain is in the past
What can you bring me, thatll unchain me
What can you bring me
What can you bring me
What can you bring me
What can you bring me
What can you bring me
Help my equilibrium baby
What can you bring me
What can you bring me
What can you bring me
What can you bring me

song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Downward Spiral

Hurtling through a downward spiral
We, the dominant species
Have gone back in evolution
Transforming into a substance more grotesque and lowly
Than the rotting corpse of some dead animal
Where not even the maggots would dare to play

We are a cruel and unusual form of torture to one another
Speech spoken from lips are always words spoken in a tongue
Meant to whiplash and emotionally bruise others like us
Others we think are so different

We are parasitic, despicable beings
Always feeding off another’s pain
Striving to see them beaten, broken
Their pride eaten from the inside out

And all the while we strut a fabricated mask
Of painted worry
Pretending to care about others
As we silently feed on the pain
Of those we don’t like

Because we are humans
A substance more grotesque and lowly
Than the rotting corpse of some dead animal
Where not even the maggots will dare to play
And we’ll just keep
Hurtling
Farther
Down
That
Downward
Spiral

poem by Cat Summers
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song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Bring Yourself

You are a murder suspect
I am the dead body
You ripped out my heart
For everyone to see
Chalk outline shows where you planned
Planned for me to fall
The only question remains
”Why did you take it all? ! ”

Hello dear doctor
Hello evil inside
You are my sinister monster
You are my Mr. Hyde
I’m getting in to far now
I’m sinking in to deep
How do you bring yourself
Bring yourself to sleep.

As the moonlight shines in
I drink down this potion
I think I’m falling in love
But then I start to stand up
I see my reflection
I see everything has changed
But I still don’t stop
I can feel u in my veins!

Hello dear doctor
Hello evil inside
I’m a nefarious monster
Im the evil Hyde
I’m getting in to far now
I’m sinking in to deep
How can I bring myself
Bring myself to sleep.

Hello dear doctor
Hello evil inside
We are vicious monsters
We are the evil that resides
We’re getting in to far now
We’re sinking into deep
How can we bring ourselves
Bring ourselves to sleep.

poem by Rob Daddy Stanley
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Knock Em Dead (live)

This basket arrives to show your condolence
You hope that it finds me well and just in time
This loss was unbearable, but now I have flowers
Thoughtful happy bright arrangement
I can fall into...
Just a corpse in his place,
You only have one shot to knock 'em dead
A toast to the way he left us counting our blessings
And holding our heads...
You better speak up, you better say something
We better believe ourselves for once
'cause you never said help
You never said anything the way that we dreamed ourselves to fear
It's only in this silence
I can hear ethan screaming
all alone, all alone...
Just a corpse in his place
You only have one shot to knock 'em dead
A toast to the way he left us counting our blessings
and holding our heads...
Just a corpse in his place
You only have one shot to knock 'em dead
And I would have thought that I had more to lose than him
My skin has gone stark white and an ash covers my skin
I should have worn makeup
It seems to have worked for you

song performed by by Dashboard Confessional
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Day is dead, and let us sleep

DAY is dead, and let us sleep,
Sleep a while or sleep for aye,
'Twere the best if we unknew
While to-morrow dawned and grew;
It may bring us time to weep:
We were glad to-day.
Joy a little while is won,
Joy is ending while begun;
Then the setting of the sun.
Afterwards is long to rue.

poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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O Who Will Speak From a Womb or a Cloud?

Not less light shall the gold and the green lie
On the cyclonic curl and diamonded eye, than
Love lay yesterday on the breast like a beast.
Not less light shall God tread my maze of nerve
Than that great dread of tomorrow drove over
My maze of days. Not less terrible that tread
Stomping upon your grave than I shall tread there.
Who is a god to haunt the tomb but Love?

Therefore I shall be there at morning and midnight,
Not with a straw in my hair and a tear as Ophelia
Floating along my sorrow, but I shall come with
The cabala of things, the cipher of nature, so that
With the mere flounce of a bird's feather crest
I shall speak to you where you sit in all trees,
Where you conspire with all things that are dead.
Who is so far that Love cannot speak to him?

So that no corner can hide you, no autumn of leaves
So deeply close over you that I shall not find you,
To stretch down my hand and sting you with life
Like poison that resurrects. O remember
How once the Lyrae dazzled and how the Novembers
Smoked, so that blood burned, flashed its mica,
And that was life. Now if I dip my hand in your grave
Shall I find it bloody with autumn and bright with stars?
Who is to answer if you will not answer me?

But you are the not yet dead, so cannot answer.
Hung by a hair's breadth to the breath of a lung,
Nothing you know of the hole over which you hang
But that it's dark and deep as tomorrow midnight.
I ask, but you cannot answer except with words
Which show me the mere interior of your fear,
The reverse face of the world. But this,
This is not death, the standing on the head
So that a sky is seen. O who
Who but the not yet born can tell me of my bourne?

Lie you there, lie you there, my never, never,
Never to be delivered daughter, so wise in ways
Where you perch like a bird beyond the horizon,
Seeing but not being seen, above our being?
Then tell me, shall the meeting ever be,
When the corpse dives back through the womb
To clasp his child before it ever was?
Who but the dead can kiss the not yet born?

Sad is space between a start and a finish,
Like the rough roads of stars, fiery and mad.
I go between birth and the urn, a bright ash
Soon blazed to blank, like a fire-ball. But
Nothing I bring from the before, no message,
No clue, no key, no answer. I hear no echo,
Only the sheep's blood dripping from the gun,
The serpent's tear like fire along the branch.
O who will speak from a womb or a cloud?

poem by George Barker
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Turkish Song Of The Damned

I come old friend from hell tonight
Across the rotting sea
Nor the nails of the cross
Nor the blood of christ
Can bring you help this eve
The dead have come to claim a debt from thee
They stand outside your door
Four score and three
Did you keep a watch for the dead mans wind
Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand
Wailing away on the wall on the strand
As you danced to the turkish song of the damned
You remember when the ship went down
You left me on the deck
The captains corpse jumped up
And threw his arms around my neck
For all these years Ive had him on my back
This debt cannot be paid with all your jack
And as I sit and talk to you I see your face go white
This shadow hanging over me
Is no trick of the light
The spectre on my back will soon be free
The dead have come to claim a debt from thee

song performed by by Pogues
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Ramblin Boy

(tom paxton)
He was a man and a friend always
He stuck with me in the hard old days.
He never cared if I had no dough,
We rambled round in the rain and snow.
And heres to you, my ramblin boy,
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
Heres to you, my ramblin boy,
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
In tulsa town, we chanced to stray.
We thought that we, we might work one day.
The boss said he had room for one,
Said my old pal, wed rather bum.
And heres to you, my ramblin boy,
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
Heres to you, my ramblin boy,
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
Then late one night in a jungle camp
The weather it, it was cold and damp.
He got the chills, he got em bad,
I lost the only friend I had.
And heres to you, my ramblin boy,
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
Heres to you, my ramblin boy,
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
My ramblin pal has rambled on,
My ramblin boy, hes dead and gone.
If when we die, we go somewhere,
Ill bet you a dollar hes ramblin there.
And heres to you, my ramblin boy,
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
Heres to you, my ramblin boy,
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
May all your ramblin bring you joy.

song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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Sing This Heart Back To Me

This heart that slept the beauty sleep
And dreamt of daylight drums of joy
This heart that dived abyss too deep

Sing this heart bring this heart
Bring this heart back to me

For there will be no more no heart
No no more heart
No no more heart to beat in me

This heart that leaped this heart that burned
In ashes smashed and crushed and rocked
This heart your heart it never learned

Sing this heart sink not this heart
Think not this heart belongs just to me

For there will be no more no heart
No no more heart
No no more heart to sing in me

This heart that shared your heart that dared
To see too much of the heart in me

Sing this heart bring this heart
Bring this heart back to me

For there will be no more no heart
No no more heart
No no more heart to dream in me

This heart your heart my heart toy heart
Sink not this heart choke not this heart

Sing this heart bring this heart
Bring this heart back to me

That I can cling to this heart
Sing to this heart
Bring my heart back to me

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Christmas Roses

THE summer roses all are gone--
Dead, laid in shroud of rain-wet mould;
And passion's lightning time is done,
And Love is laid out white and cold.
Summer and youth for us are dead,
What do old age and winter bring instead?

They bring us memories of old years,
And Christmas roses, cold and sweet,
Which, washed by not unhappy tears,
I bring and lay beside your feet,
With gifts that come with flowers like these--
Friendship, remembrance of our past, and peace!

poem by Edith Nesbit
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The Bellman

Related quotes

Bring em All In

A walking corpse

In the Wilderness

Dead End Street

Ramblin' Buy

Bring On The Rain (feat. Tim McGraw)

Gains Of Iniquity

Bring It On Home To Me/send Me Some Lovin

Bring It On Home To Me/send Me Some Lovin

What Can You Bring Me

Downward Spiral

Dead Rock Star

Bring Yourself

Knock Em Dead (live)

Day is dead, and let us sleep

O Who Will Speak From a Womb or a Cloud?

Turkish Song Of The Damned

Ramblin Boy

Sing This Heart Back To Me

Christmas Roses

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The Bellman

Related quotes

Bring em All In

A walking corpse

In the Wilderness

Dead End Street

Ramblin' Buy

Bring On The Rain (feat. Tim McGraw)

Gains Of Iniquity

Bring It On Home To Me/send Me Some Lovin

Bring It On Home To Me/send Me Some Lovin

What Can You Bring Me

Downward Spiral

Dead Rock Star

Bring Yourself

Knock Em Dead (live)

Day is dead, and let us sleep

O Who Will Speak From a Womb or a Cloud?

Turkish Song Of The Damned

Ramblin Boy

Sing This Heart Back To Me

Christmas Roses

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