Make the Money
Sitting at home can bring a new pleasure,
Sizes of the rooms can bring enjoyment.
Sit by and watch television, listen to radio,
Do not involve with the outside world.
The world is just bigger than your house,
It is explored by the big men, who are serving themselves.
They are bigger and better than the rest,
To name a few could mean calamity.
Smaller than the mightiness of God is the ordinary man,
As if the big men are worth too much splendour,
As if the nature of the smaller man in his home is only father,
Like the money has churned from money, not from God.
Does it grow on trees in the back garden?
Do you see the leaves wilting and dying?
Then if they do, you are like them too.
You will have to be bigger and better, so that you are too big.
Life indoors can be rewarding,
But outside you must explore,
To be ranked as a money-maker.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Money Machine
When I was just a child
My life was, oh, so simple
And the ways of the great world
Seemed strange and funny
Then when I was a young man
I learned of that machine
That turns out all those bails of precious money
Now you can measure you manhood by it
You can get your children to try it
You can bring your enemies to their knees
With the possible exception of the north vietnamese
It takes a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
General motors and ibm
Afl-cio and all the kings men
When I began the game
See me singing bout fire and rain
Let me just say it again
Ive seen fives and Ive seen tens
It was a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Strong hit from the money machine
Settle up top, on top of the world
(money, money, money)
(give me that dough)
(mine, mine, mine)
Been living in the lap of luxury too long
Please, mr. dj, wont you play my song
Maybe my baby will listen on the radio
Come back home to me
Help me spend my dough
I need a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the goddamn world
I need a strong hit from the money machine
Strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Money, money, money
song performed by by James Taylor
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Love the money
Money
Is not money...
It is life....
Money is not
Money
It is happy...
Money is
Not money
It is faith...
Money is not
Money
It is friend...
Money is not
Money
It is life maker...
Money is not
Money...
It is your hard work...
Money is not
Money...
poors god...
money is not
Money
Rich people Cap...
Money is not
Money
World wide all...
Any or many thing money
With money...
So...
Love the money...
Each every day...
Earn too enjoy
with your's life...
witrh good...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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My World
Your stuck on a chain
And your toeing a lie
Seems like everytime that you catch up
You only fall behind
And your trapped inside this world you made yourself
but that's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
that's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
There is always someone to blame
for the things you do yourself
you think that everything that's going wrong
is because of someone else
And your trapped inside this world you made yourself
that's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
it's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me [2x]
cause i'm lonely outside and i'll look on in
And that's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
it's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me...
song performed by by 3 Doors Down
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It's gotten out of control. It's taking bigger and bigger names to make smaller and smaller films. I worry that important films without a big name attached won't get made at all.
quote by Glenn Close
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Small Trees
I am little like the small trees,
These are at least bigger than flowering plants,
The richness of theirs is far superior to us.
Since they are richer and we are taller,
The magnificent colours shine as they do.
Greenness is our nature as trees,
Whilst they are always colourful
More than us.
The tree of bigness is a lethal organ,
One we sit by and watch growing older.
Then the small trees subjugate the other trees
Far smaller, but we are supposed to respect
The bigger trees, they are certainly not the biggest.
The best of us are longer in health,
Whilst I am little for I am a small tree.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Money Money Song
Money money
Is going to get me a girl
Money money
I am going to use it to buy me a cup of coffee
Money money
Is going to take me to Paris
Money money
Is going to buy me some new clothes
Money money
I am going to use it to do my laundry
Momey money
Is going to buy me some groceries
Money money
Is going to pay to fix my house
Money money
Is going to send me to the rich men's world
Money money is going to buy me a cellular phone
poem by Aldo Kraas
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More Issues (Stop The Wars)
it is absolutely time
to stop pushing the lie!
stop the wars!
bring the boys home!
we are not liberating anybody!
we are not protecting freedom!
the powers that be are making
money, a lot of money....
defense contracts, etc....
the war machine is a bigger threat
to our security than outside terrorists
will ever be!
democracy is not a business!
stop the damn wars!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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What Is The Value Of Money?
Money we all know is a medium of exchange
Buyers and sellers relate to each other through money
The question here is – what is the value of money?
Few say money is the root of all evil
Many say money is the root of prosperity
And how valuable is money
Almost everything is measured by money
People go to work everyday because of money
Wealth of individuals is measured by money
All purchases and transactions are made by money
Every country has a name for its own money
The importance of some countries
In based on the value of their money
What is the value of money?
The rise and fall of foreign exchange
Is used to measure the value of money
Success to many is also measured by money
Corporate positions are measured by money
There are some people who marry for money
What is the value of money?
To many, money is everything
You cannot get many things done without money
Many have pondered and contemplated to ask
Can human beings live without money?
Then, how shall we determine and decide
The prices of individuals and materials
Differences between the rich and the poor
Are calculated in monetary terms
The power bestowed by money
Seems bigger than imagined
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Cartoon World
(eric carmen/john wesley harding)
I like the colors
I like the way they move
Theyre all so brilliantly realized
They just could not be improved
I love the way the sex is so overt
I love the way the violence doesnt hurt
Its a cartoon world
Its exactly as it seems
And its bigger than life
And better than all your dreams
Its a cartoon world
Its a safer place to be
And its better than real
A perfect facsimile
Its a cartoon world
I like the things their saying
I like the way theyre said
I like to change the channels
While Im lying in my bed
From the commercial to the anchorman
Theyve done research on my attention span
Its a cartoon world
Its exactly as it seems
And its smaller than life
And better than all your dreams
Its a cartoon world
Its a safer place to be
And its better than real
And bigger than you and me
And the stars are brighter
Theyve got more charisma
And more style than you and me
I watch the news on tv
It doesnt mean a thing to me
Whats a little ethnic cleansing?
Thats the way its always been
I was excited when the war began
Now Ive got gameboy, Im a happy man
Its a cartoon world
Its exactly as it seems
And its bigger than life
And better than all your dreams
Its a cartoon world
Its a safer place to be
And its better than real
A perfect facsimile
Its a cartoon world
Its a cartoon world
Its a cartoon world
Its a cartoon world
Its a cartoon world
Its a cartoon world
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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When You Start To Talk About Nothing
the moment you start to talk about nothing
mind you, this nothing becomes something
and this something becomes something more
like a raindropp falling becoming a worm
the worm becoming a fish
the fish becoming a bird
the bird becoming a man
smaller ones taking bigger shapes
until it becomes a part of you
until it becomes you
until it becomes something bigger than you
all it takes is just a simple beginning
and you making meaning shaping bigger things
more than yourself
more than you can ever think of at the end
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If You Have Money Problems
If you have money problems your problems are not small
And that money speaks all languages that goes for one and all
But that money cannot buy happiness that seems so very true
And to the battlers who keep keeping on great credit must be due,
There are so many paupers for every millionaire
And for millions of people life must seem so unfair
It truly is a rat race in the bigger World out there
And people with compassion have never been so rare,
The poor keep getting poorer whilst the wealthy more wealthy grow
And like tis said how one half live the other half would not know
And an egalatarian World from us seems far away
And even in so called wealthy Nations poverty is rife today
And if you have money problems and are in financial strife
then you are made to struggle with the cross you bear in life.
poem by Francis Duggan
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My Hometown
On back down in my hometown
Everybody's feelin' it bad
No new breaks, whatever it takes
Not to have to sway it on a classified ad
Hey there Ma and Pa here I am
Money's running out all the same
I just close my eyes and bring it on home again
Up real late in New York state
Talkin' to my baby at night
She keeps me warm and protects me from harm
Love just keeps on rollin' when the money gets tight
Hey there Ma and Pa where I am
Money's running out all the same
I just close my eyes and bring it on home again
Oh Mrs. Memory just take me on down
Back to the shanties and the cars by the lake
Oh Mrs. Memory just take me on back
Back to my baby and make it okay
Yeah just make it okay
On back down in my hometown
Everybody's feelin' the same
Good money spent on keepin' the rent
Sent in to the man under a week late
Hey there Ma and Pa were I am
Money's running out all the same
I just close my eyes and bring it on home again
I just close my eyes and bring it on home again
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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My Hometown
On back down in my hometown
Everybody's feelin' it bad
No new breaks, whatever it takes
Not to have to sway it on a classified ad
Hey there Ma and Pa here I am
Money's running out all the same
I just close my eyes and bring it on home again
Up real late in New York state
Talkin' to my baby at night
She keeps me warm and protects me from harm
Love just keeps on rollin' when the money gets tight
Hey there Ma and Pa where I am
Money's running out all the same
I just close my eyes and bring it on home again
Oh Mrs. Memory just take me on down
Back to the shanties and the cars by the lake
Oh Mrs. Memory just take me on back
Back to my baby and make it okay
Yeah just make it okay
On back down in my hometown
Everybody's feelin' the same
Good money spent on keepin' the rent
Sent in to the man under a week late
Hey there Ma and Pa were I am
Money's running out all the same
I just close my eyes and bring it on home again
I just close my eyes and bring it on home again
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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The Little Box
The little box gets her first teeth
And her little length
Little width little emptiness
And all the rest she has
The little box continues growing
The cupboard that she was inside
Is now inside her
And she grows bigger bigger bigger
Now the room is inside her
And the house and the city and the earth
And the world she was in before
The little box remembers her childhood
And by a great longing
She becomes a little box again
Now in the little box
You have the whole world in miniature
You can easily put in a pocket
Easily steal it lose it
Take care of the little box
poem by Vasko Popa
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Money Can Buy
Money can buy a house,
But not a home.
Money can buy a pen,
Not a writing.
Money can buy a book,
But not knowledge.
Money can buy a fan
But not wind.
Money can buy a bed,
But not sleep.
Money can buy an equipment,
But not a skill.
Money can buy food,
But not appetite.
Money can buy luxuries,
But not culture.
Money can buy amusement,
But not happiness.l
poem by Anju Addanki
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Money O! Money
Money, money and money,
The world runs after money;
Some die ‘cause of money,
And some die for money.
The money rules the world,
The world is its creator.
But now the world is afraid -
For the money has turned to be its destroyer.
The money is the ruler,
The world is its slave;
The money has turned the world -
Into a grave.
The money drew the line -
Between the rich & the poor;
The money created infelicity,
That’s to be sure.
poem by Nilesh Roy
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Small Victories!
small minds, small dreams,
small prayers, small God.
small thoughts, small answers,
to questions not small!
playing the race game,
the salvation game,
the mine and yours game,
the right and wrong game.
like cattle herded
unknowingly to slaughter.
every body a ticket,
to pay the fare.
bigger picture, bigger concepts,
bigger than i and me!
bigger risk, bigger world,
bigger choices, small victories.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Money
Money money money
Everybody wants some
No money church can't run
Money for this
Money for that
No life without it
Can't sleep
She says hell
In this house
If she don't get it!
Before you get paid
Taxman grab it
Buy something
He grab it again
When money pressure hit
You cannot afford to get sick
Doctors want some
And if you dead without it
You will not be buried
Not even in the sticks
Money money money
It's like blood
It's the way world runs
Need money for food
Need money for fun
If you have no money
Blood a go run
Man join the army
To get some of it
Would be alive
If he had it
Money money money
Where is the money?
Have to get money
Before the day is done
Donkey cough
When you are broke
No money
Donkey don't eat
Everything stops
Earth can't turn
Have to have money
Even some to burn
Money money money
Where did it go?
Pocket is empty
And I just got paid
Maybe my woman took it
Thought I had it made
Thought I had a hundred
But I don't have twenty
Now I am in trouble
I have to leave yard
But I can't leave
If I don't have any
What a thing this is
Money! money! money!
Eh!
12/4/09
poem by Buxton Shippy
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I prefer the smaller budget versus the bigger budget because the mentality that goes along with big budget filmmaking doesn't really suit me; the mind-set that money is the answer.
quote by Keenen Ivory Wayans
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John Robinson
AIR -- "The Drunkard"
Come listen, friends, and hear a song,
It is a doleful one,
About a young man, dead and gone --
He died far away from home.
John Robinson this young man's name,
His age I cannot tell,
And he was loved by all his friends,
And he was known full well.
His father and mother being dead,
It left him an orphan boy,
When he was with his brother
His health failed him, poor boy.
Kind friends they thought 'twould do him good
To travel for his health;
To California he did go
With his Uncle Zera French.
He was not gone but a short time
When a letter his friends received;
It told how homesick Johnny was,
How he for home did grieve.
It said that he was getting worse,
And his money was nearly gone,
And if he did not soon return
Never more would he see home.
It said, "Dear Brother, will you please
Some money to me send,
For I fear I have not got enough
To bring me back again.
The doctor says I must soon return,
If I wish my home to see,
For if I stay my life is short,
For the air disagrees with me."
His brother Will the letter read,
It made his eyes grow dim.
"Dear brother, he shall soon return,
For I will go and fetch him."
This brother dear was very kind;
With money, he went with haste
For to bring him home again,
But Oh! he went too late.
For he was sick, and very bad --
Poor boy, he thought, no doubt,
If he came home in a smoking car
His money would hold out.
He started to come back alone --
He came one-third the way --
One evening in the car alone
His spirit fled away.
No friend was near to speak to him,
Or hear his dying moan;
How sad, how sad it must have been
To die there all alone;
No loving friends to soothe his brow,
Or ease his weary form;
Poor soul, poor soul is now at rest,
For his soul to heaven has gone.
Telegraph dispatch was sent his friends --
How sad were they to hear --
How their loved one died all alone,
In a car with no one near.
The brother brought his body home
To his friends that loved him best.
He's sleeping in their grave yard now
Let peace be e'er his rest.
poem by Julia A Moore
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