Rights Of The Individual
I see the rights of this individual,
Making me crazed beyond other limits,
The banquets are the insightful,
The reading carries only autopilots.
The blankets are abbots of the arrows,
Defending me, like the abbey today;
The sign on this defeat is my bedclothes,
Bouquets are dangers in very array.
The ashtray is away from bravery,
Some banjos have walls to make them anew,
The ashtray made me dirty ably,
Some offered me the height of the bamboo.
I see new worries in this heart of mine,
To care is too much on the borderline.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Ashtray Heart
You used me for an ashtray heart
Right from the start
Case of the punks
I feel like a glass shrimp
Make invalids out of supermen
Call in a shrink
And pick you up
In a girdle
You used me like an ashtray heart
Right from the start
Case of the punks
Another day, another way
Somebody's had too much to think
Open up another case of the punks
You hid behind the curtain
Waited for me to go out
A man on a porcupine fence
Each pillow is touted like a rock
The mother / father figure
Somebody's had too much to think
Send your mother home your navel
Case of the punks
You picked me out like an ashtray heart
Hid behind the curtain
Waited for me to go out
Used me like an ashtray heart
A man on a porcupine fence
Hit me where the lover hangs out
While they crushed me out
You used me for an ashtray heart
Look behind the curtain
You looked in the window when I went out
You used me like an ashtray heart
Brush me off
While I was burning out
song performed by by White Stripes
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In an artwork you're always looking for artistic decisions, so an ashtray is perfect. An ashtray has got life and death.
quote by Damien Hirst
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Full Of Ash
Ashtray full of ash
Ashtray full of ash
Cigarettes
Smoke fog turn around
Ma head
Headache
To more homework
Above ma tablework
Like BUGSBUNNY said
What s cooking, dog?
(150306)
poem by Khoirun Niam
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A poem to borderline
Borderline Personality Disorder
You are my biggest enemy and you are a curse.
You drain my energy.
And you take my feelings.
You make me so numb.
Some days I wonder just who I am.
Borderline personality.
I hate you more than you no.
You entered my life
And you turned my world upside down.
My life is like my prison now.
Borderline.
Why do you make me so sad.
You give me mood swings
I flip from one to the next.
Borderline Borderline
You've made my world so lonely
You made a Razor my friend
But they you made pills and suicide my very best friend.
Your like a parasite, feeding on my weakness.
Borderline why did you come into my world?
Life as I once knew it has changed forever.
Borderline you've made my world a lonely place.
But most of all borderline you've given me fear.
I can't trust people Borderline.
All I have is you.
And Borderline
I no you'll never stop till I am dead
Borderline one day you will be the end of me.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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We Dont Live Here No More
Make believe your on a boat with no water around.
Picture yourself at a circus, without any clowns.
Pretend that youre on a highway, without any end.
Then empty the ashtray,
Sweep up the floor,
Put a lock on your door.
If somebody calls in the morning,
Just say we dont live here no more.
Draw me a picture of an island without any seas.
Show me a map of the whole world without boundaries.
Build me a home without windows or doors to go in.
Then empty the ashtray,
Sweep up the floor,
Put a lock on your door.
If somebody calls in the morning,
Just say we dont live here no more.
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Dream of a time when the tides ebbing now rise again.
Then you will know that to die is not really to end.
Living and dieing are both your most intimate friends.
So empty the ashtray,
Sweep up the floor,
Put a lock on your door.
If somebody calls in the morning,
Just say we dont live here no more.
If somebody calls in the morning,
Just say we dont live here no more.
song performed by by John Denver
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Doobie Ashtray
[Chorus]
What you gonna do when the people go home
And you wanna smoke weed but the reefer's all gone
And somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out the doobie ashtray
Why they do me that way
What you gonna do when ya friends go home
And you wanna take a pill but ya end's all gone
Somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out my doobie ashtray
Why they do me that way
You probably don't have a big ol house on the hill
But if you did just imagine how it would feel
If your phone got disconnected
song performed by by Devin The Dude from Just Tryin' Ta Live
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I even smoke in bed. Imagine smoking a cigar in bed, reading a book. Next to your bed, there's a cigar table with a special cigar ashtray, and your wife is reading a book on how to save the environment.
quote by Raul Julia
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Rightful liberty is unobstructed action according to our will within limits drawn around us by the equal rights of others. I do not add 'within the limits of the law' because law is often but the tyrant's will, and always so when it violates the rights of the individual.
quote by Thomas Jefferson
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Mr. Popeil
i need a vegematic!
I need a pocket fisherman!
I need a handy appliance
That'll scramble an egg while it's still inside its shell!
(operators are standing by.
How does that make you feel?)
Help me.
Mr. popeil!
I wanna shine some pennies!
I wanna mend some leather!
I wanna krazy-glue my head to the bottom of a big steel girder!
(please, no c.o.d.'s.
Don't miss out on this deal.)
Ah, help me.
Mr. popeil!
Help me.
Mr. popeil!
Mr. popeil!
Mr. popeil!
(wo-o, wo-o. ohhhhhh.)
It slices. it dices.
Look at that tomato!
You could even cut a tin can with it,
But you wouldn't want to!
Mr. popeil, i'm in trouble.
Need your assistance on the double.
Oh no! now how am i gonna make
My old vinyl car top look like new?
Mr. popeil!
Tell me, what am i s'posed to do?
Mr. popeil!
Mr. popeil!
(now how much would you pay?)
But wait, there's more!
It's not sold in any store!
(now how much would you pay?)
Don't answer yet,
Just look what else you get!
(now how much would you pay?)
If you order today,
You get a ginsu knife and a smokeless ashtray!
(now how much would you pay?)
Now how much would you pay?
Mr. popeil, mr. popeil.
Mr. popeil, mr. popeil.
Mr. popeil, mr. popeil.
Mr. popeil, mr. popeil.
Make me buy a garden weasel!
Make me buy a bamboo steamer!
Make me take advantage
Of this amazing tv offer!
(call our toll-free number,
We'll make you such a deal.)
Aw, help me!
Mr. popeil. i want it!
(mr. popeil.) well, i need it!
(mr. popeil.) i got to got to got to have it!
Mr. popeil!
Mr. popeil!
Hey!
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Violins
I am just another fool
And I have to keep telling myself that
I am just a hypocrite
And I have to keep calling you one
And I forgot to bite my tounge
And my assumption was the mother of all mistakes
So I assume the role, open my mouth, and clumsy words escape
So why you wanna be there when you could be here
you are slipping away
I awake with your replacement
A bottle in my grasp, in an unfamiliar place
Because you put me out
The butt of a sick joke
Into this ashtray life
As you come and go
And I forgot to servie you and we broke down
And you can't live with my mistakes
So I assume false grace open my arms
And grasp at something true
How are you
How have you been
Girl I miss you, wanna see you again
So why you wanna be there
When you could be here
You are slipping away
I bring the worst in you and you try and let me know
You bring out the worst in me
Anxiety, anxiety
I'm trying to let you go
You say I'm giving you the creeps
So I assume the role
Open my claws and grasp for your heart
How are you
How have you been
Girl I miss you
Wanna see you again
In to you like a mortal stake
So vindictive your love's slipping away
Violins (the but of your sick joke)
Violins (into this ashtray life)
Violins (I'm tryin' hard to let you know)
Violins (into this ashtray life)
(woo yeah)
song performed by by Yellowcard
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Violins
I am just another fool
And I have to keep telling myself that
I am just a hypocrite
And I have to keep calling you one
And I forgot to bite my tounge
And my assumption was the mother of all mistakes
So I assume the role, open my mouth, and clumsy words escape
So why you wanna be there when you could be here
you are slipping away
I awake with your replacement
A bottle in my grasp, in an unfamiliar place
Because you put me out
The butt of a sick joke
Into this ashtray life
As you come and go
And I forgot to servie you and we broke down
And you can't live with my mistakes
So I assume false grace open my arms
And grasp at something true
How are you
How have you been
Girl I miss you, wanna see you again
So why you wanna be there
When you could be here
You are slipping away
I bring the worst in you and you try and let me know
You bring out the worst in me
Anxiety, anxiety
I'm trying to let you go
You say I'm giving you the creeps
So I assume the role
Open my claws and grasp for your heart
How are you
How have you been
Girl I miss you
Wanna see you again
In to you like a mortal stake
So vindictive your love's slipping away
Violins (the but of your sick joke)
Violins (into this ashtray life)
Violins (I'm tryin' hard to let you know)
Violins (into this ashtray life)
(woo yeah)
song performed by by Yellowcard
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My Living
My life is my abbey, fully praised,
By those who entered freedom,
In the foreign way we crazed
And then left over wisdom.
Construct a life like a brick-layer
Or the architect, or the worker,
Just as felonies are the increaser
Of harm in this life, the very shirker.
My living and my dying is for you,
The individual who constructed my life
So that I may return this favour anew,
In the fashion of delight, as my wife.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Down On The Borderline
Shes an idle child, high society
Never pushed a broom, not physically
Her eyes are down on you, her nose is up
Never spill your whiskey when she fill your cup
Im on the borderline
She can spread them round and she shows them off
With a neon sign saying dont you touch
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
She use me like a begger to get a hold on me
Chorus:
On the borderline, shes a danger sign
On the borderline, getting out of line
On the borderline, but it feels so good
On the borderline, on the borderline
On the borderline, borderline
(here goes)
You know I shoot the dice to claim my dream
You pull them in without a thought to me
Shes come to watch you and your pocket is dry (? )
The queen of hearts will kill you when the ace is high
On the borderline
Shes an idle child, high society
Never pushed a broom, not physically
Her eyes are down on you, her nose is up
Never spill your whiskey when she fill your cup
Chorus
Gonna meet you there
If you want me, meet me on the borderline
song performed by by AC-DC
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Catching Mistakes
When I was a young boy,
I enjoyed...
The freedom of not making sense,
When jumping over fences then.
When I...
Did annoy,
I employed...
A look of innocence defending,
A right to make up alibis.
I did not know,
I was denying in hiding.
Or protecting a falsity seen.
I was just a little boy.
And playing that 'little' boy scene.
But..
Today so much I've grown,
To show I have courage.
With a nourishing of integrity.
And today I want it known,
Dignity and pride I will leave.
And what that means.
When I was a young boy,
I enjoyed...
The freedom of not making sense,
When jumping over fences then.
When I...
Did annoy,
I employed...
A look of innocence defending,
A right to make up alibis.
But today I'm not afraid,
To say I've made mistakes...
That bother me.
And I,
Wish to be forgiven...
For not catching mistakes I leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Packing Blankets
Today is a lovely day
Start up the car with the sun
Packing blankets and dirty sheets
A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up
All the troubles you and I have seen
Cross when the drawbridge light is green
Dont look back to that messed-up scene
Packing blankets and dirty sheets
A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up
All the troubles you and I have seen
And all our troubles will be gone
Blowing out over the bridge
Floating up into the sky
Making the storm clouds cry
Put out that smoke and breath some air
Get a new name and cut your hair
song performed by by Eels
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You Don't Have The Heart
(studio talking)
(brackets indicate backing vocals)
9, 9
8, 8
7, 7
6, 6
(Turn the page)
Turn the page now
(its 1978 its 1978)
(your on the telephone)
shut up
sit up
? 1978
and I'm reading these books
and being a boy
I can't reach over to press play
can you pass me the ashtray
song performed by by Idlewild
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Sign On The Cross
by Bob Dylan
Now, I try, oh for so awf'ly long
And I just try to be.
And now, oh it's a gold mine
But it's so fine.
Yes, but I know in my head
That we're all so misled,
And it's that ol' sign on the cross
That worries me.
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,
I saw what I wanted to be,
And it's all for the sake
Of that picture I should see.
But I was lost on the moon
As I heard that front door slam,
And that old sign on the cross
Still worries me.
Well, it's that old sign on the cross,
Well, it's that old key to the kingdom,
Well, it's that old sign on the cross
Like you used to be.
But, when I hold my head so high
As I see my ol' friends go by,
And it's still that sign on the cross
That worries me.
Well, it seems to be the sign on the cross. Ev'ry day,
ev'ry night, see the sign on the cross just layin' up
on top of the hill. Yes, we thought it might have
disappeared long ago, but I'm here to tell you, friends,
that I'm afraid it's lyin' there still. Yes, just a
little time is all you need, you might say, but I don't
know 'bout that any more, because the bird is here and
you might want to enter it, but, of course, the door might
be closed. But I just would like to tell you one time,
if I don't see you again, that the thing is, that the sign
on the cross is the thing you might need the most.
Yes, the sign on the cross
Is just a sign on the cross.
Well, there is some on every chisel
And there is some in the championship, too.
Oh, when your, when your days are numbered
And your nights are long,
You might think you're weak
But I mean to say you're strong.
Yes you are, if that sign on the cross,
If it begins to worry you.
Well, that's all right because sing a song
And all your troubles will pass right on through.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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No Limits
One life - never been a riddle
Black nights - live it to the max
Its all extremely done
No way - to colonise the middle
Ride hard - desperadoes at your back
Under a blood red sun
In this world - up to us
We stand or we fall - yeah
We got no limits - no hideaway
We got no limits - live today
We got no limits - the way to stay
We got no limits - no limits all the way
Gear up - life is what we make it
Rock hard - shaft it to the top
Weve only just begun
Suns up - were gonna do some shakin
Break out - we give it all we got
Make way cause here we come
In this world we decide
To answer the call - yeah
We got no limits, ...
Power n riches n rank
Mean nothing at all
Render the game to the en
Once and for all - once and for all - yeah
We got no limits, ...
We got no limits - no hideaway
We got no limits - live today
We got no limits - the way to stay
We got no limits
Evrybody live the life
song performed by by U. D. O.
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I think an ashtray is the most fantastically real thing.
quote by Damien Hirst
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This Picture
I hold an image of the ashtray girl
As the cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world
That put my friendship to the test
And late at night
Whilst on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor
Whats wrong with this picture?
Whats wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl
Forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world
Watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores
To broken centre floor
We know we miss her
We miss her picture
Sometimes its faded
Disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes its faded
Assassinated
For fear of growing old
Farewell the ashtray girl
Angelic fruitcake
Beware this troubled world
Control your intake
Goodbye to open sores
Goodbye and furthermore
We know we miss her
We miss her picture
Sometimes its faded
Disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes its faded
Assassinated
For fear of growing old
Hang on
Though we try
Its gone
Hang on
Though we try
Its gone
Sometimes its faded
Disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes its faded
Assassinated
For fear of growing old
Cant stop growing old...
song performed by by Placebo
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