The Buzzing
Masks and a fake skin.
The builders keep breaking
The buzzing.
Attracted to the innocent.
The wolves lead the sheep.
The buzzing.
With a stare to crush their hopes and water.
To drown the flies.
Thier hands fall apart when we need to hold them.
And the skeleton speaks of what we've told them.
The buzzing.
They stare with the eyes of wolves
song performed by by Zao from Parade Of Chaos
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Distractions
What is this thing in life that persuades me to spend
Time away from you?
If you can answer this you can have the moon.
This is the place to be, anyway you can see
Theres a lovely view.
Why are there always so many other things to do?
Distractions, like butterflies are buzzing round my head,
When Im alone I think of you
And the life wed lead if we could only be free
From these distractions.
The postmans at the door
While the telephone rings on the kitchen wall,
Pretend were not at home and theyll disappear.
I want to be with you, tell me what I can do,
Nothing is too small
Away from all this jazz we could do anything at all.
Distractions, like butterflies are buzzing round my head.
When Im alone I think of you
And the things wed do if we could only be through
With these distractions.
Ill fond the peaceful place far a way from the noise of a busy
Day
Where we can spend our nights counting shooting stars,
Distractions, like butterflies are buzzing round my head.
When Im alone I think of you
And the things wed do if we could only be through
With these distractions, like butterflies theyre
Buzzing round my head, when Im alone I think of you
And the life wed lead if we could only be free
From these distractions.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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My! My! Honeycomb
(ronnie scott/ steve wolfe)
Producers for bonnie: ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Recorded in 1975, this was bonnies first ever recording! lyrics taken from careful listening.
Here I am in the city
With a picture of you in my head
I remember that night
The words you said
You told me I was pretty
With the moon shining down on my hair
Im hung up on you now
But youre not there
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, the birds have flown
Wild, wild honeycomb, leave my honey alone
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, I should have known
Sweet, sweet honeycomb, leave my honey alone
Wrote you so many letters
I was hoping youd answer with flowers
Then I sat by myself
To watch the hours
But you didnt come boy
Not a word, not a call, not a thing
Dont you know how it hurts me
When you sting
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, the birds have flown
Wild, wild honeycomb, leave my honey alone
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, I should have known
Sweet, sweet honeycomb, leave my honey alone
Leave my honey alone
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, the birds have flown
Wild, wild honeycomb, leave my honey alone
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, I should have known
Sweet, sweet honeycomb, leave my honey alone
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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To A Poet....
Ah,
while you were reading
your opus,
i did not listen
i am a fly trapped in a bottle
and i am preoccupied with my own
problem
i am not looking for an exit
i am not asking for help
i am buzzing
and i will just be buzzing
in this short
very short stint....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Game of Stare
There’s a boy with his fellow
I caught his eyes with a wander
Now the game has been played
Now you have been challenged
You better asked my name
Before anyone came
But you only stare, stare, stare
Like I annoy your safety ring
Like you can’t even think
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I lose you something
Something you can’t even win
There’s boy in the dance floor
I catch his eyes, he comes closer
Now the game is replayed
Now you better watch out
You better take me out
Before someone calls you coward
Cause you only stare, stare, stare
Like you never see me in dress
Like no one else who dares
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I steal you something
Something you can’t even think
There’s a boy in the park
He makes me catch his eyes
Now the game is forward
Now you don’t want to break up
You better have a word
Before you loose your hold
And you only stare, stare, stare
Like a puppy wants a bone
Like you’ll be lost if I’m gone
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I can give you something
Something you think you can’t win
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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On a hot summer afternoon
On a hot summer afternoon
when buzzing bee after buzzing bee
pedantically visits flower cup
after flower cup
it is snapped up by the jaws
of the little jumping, dancing
Jack Russell that rocks to and fro
as it is backing up
and rushing forward in intent ecstasy
of the stinging sweetness.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Insects
Tiny insects in my hair
Tiny insects everywhere
Tiny insects in my pants
Watching insects make romance
Insects make me make me want to dance dance dance
They make want to dance . . .
Flying insects everywhere
Flying insects buzzing buzzing buzzing thru the air
Just like little diamonds in the sky
Insects buzzing in my eye
Buzzing insects make me want to dance dance dance
They make me want to dance . . .
Insects crawling all around
Insects squirming in the ground
Insects gooey squeaky chewy
Should I eat them--no
Id rather stomp them hurt them stomp
Stomp them while I dance dance dance
I hurt them while I dance dance dance
I stomp them while I dance dance dance . . .
Insects make me scream and shout
They dont know what lifes about
They dont have blood
Theyve got too many legs
They dont have brains in their heads
They know theyll rule the world some day
They bite and sting me anyway
They bite and sting and suck
They bite and sting and suck suck suck
They bite and sting and
Suck suck suck suck suck . . .
Dance dance dance
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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The buzzing of the flies does not turn them into bees.
The Stare
We look at each other.
Can't stop the stare.
The look makes me feel
there's no one else there.
I drown in your eyes.
You drown in mine.
The drowning is like
I'm in red wine.
I see the lashes.
I see the brows.
What secrets do they hold?
What is it they house?
I must avert my eyes
but it's hard to do.
So the stare returns
and so do you.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Rose-scented.....
when you sleep with a
broken heart
the eyes that ache
with lost sleep
and the hands that
fail you
you drown in sorrow
but in a certain miracle
you do not succumb
to death's
final offer
you rise from a whirlpool
of grief
nauseous
as usual a broken heart
like a salamander
mends itself
repairs its chambers and
begins to make
a lovely sound, a call to
love again, as the eyes wake
up for another
romantic moment, the hands too
hold unto another pair of hands
the whole system in you
reinvents
discarding old memories
buzzing
for a switch
that gives a brighter light
in that room
rose scented.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Can Hear You
I can hear you by they might be giants. made at the edison laboratories.
I can hear you
Just barely hear you
I can just barely hear you
This is a warning
Step away from the car
This car is protected by viper
Guess where I am
Im calling from the plane
Ill call you when I get there
You wont hear a buzz
But Im buzzing you in
Im buzzing you in
Whats your order?
I can super-size that
Please bring your car around
I can hear you
Just barely hear you
I can just barely hear you
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Breaking News
breaking news
is like honeycomb
you must remove
the buzzing bees
to get the honey
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Summer Dreams Buzz By
Shrug off lazy blowflies buzzing summer days
youth dreams of grand destiny dared awaiting
exploits theirs of earth shattering consequences
waiting earth remains indifferent to such daring
shrugs off nats blowflies bugs buzzing summer days
summer seasons change ripe wider world constantly.
Shrug off blowflies buzzing long summer days
yeast young dream their grand destiny awaiting
exploits theirs ripple trigger earth shattering debating
the wider world remains indifferent to hollow deceit
landscapes are recast in more physical energetic heat
trodden down first are fearful talked played out meek.
Shrug off blowflies buzzing long summer days.
Swat or spray bothersome time lost away totally.
Summer seasons exchange radical retrograde intolerantly.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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To sleep after sunrise was impossible on account of the number of flies which kept buzzing about the face.
quote by George Grey
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Bipolar Syndrome
You told me to fly
But you break the wings
Do you want me to fall
So that you can win
You told me to smile
But you raise the fear
Do you want me to lie
To hide all those tears
You told me to let
But you bring back again
Don't you want me forget
Those desperate games
You told me to change
But you keep calling my name
Don't you want me ruin
The peace I finally gain
You told me be strong
But you dropp me sorrow
Do you want me be drown
Never see tomorrow
You told me be brave
But you seem not to care
Do you want me be flare
So you can not stop to stare
You told me be the best
But you never understand
Do you want me restrain
To do what I desire
You told me to dream
But you crush my hope
Do you want me be bound
By your beautiful lies
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Winter Wolves Are Coming
The Winter Wolves are coming
They are drawing ever near
The Winter Wolves are coming
They smell our blood, our fear
The Winter Wolves are coming
In packs of hundreds and more
The Winter Wolves are coming
They are knocking at our door
The Winter Wolves are coming
With teeth as sharp as knives
The Winter Wolves are coming
They mean to take our lives
The Winter wolves are coming
The smell our blood, our fear
The Winter Wolves are coming
The Cold of Death is here.
poem by Tim Vallie
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A Garden In The Desert
So light and soft the days fall—
Like petals one by one
Down from yon tree whose flowers all
Must vanish in the sun.
Like almond-petals down, dear,
Odorous, rosy-white,
Falling to our green world here
Off the thick boughs of night.
One like another still lies—
Tomorrow is today.
Always the buzzing bee flies,
Who never flies away.
Ever the same blue sky rounds
Its chalice for the sun.
The mountains at the world's bounds
Their purple chorals run.
And ever you and I, friend,
Free of this mortal scheme,
Look out beyond desire's end
And dream the spacious dream.
poem by Harriet Monroe
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Thanks A Lot
Its all in your mind she said
The darkness and the light
The clock it bleeds for you
But you never got the time in right
I woke you up
And I slit the throat of your confidence
And we laughed in the night
And I felt all right
All hands on deck boys
Cause this ship was made to sink
Your swabber salutes you now
But I know what hes thinking
I woke you up
And I slit the throat of your confidence
And we laughed in the night
And I felt all right
Thanks a lot
Thanks a lot
Thanks a lot
The clothes she wears mis-fit
And shes nervous when she speaks
Her zombie mom and dad
Live in a separate house of freaks
I woke you up
And I slit the throat of your confidence
And we laughed in the night
And I felt all right
Thanks a lot
Thanks a lot
Thanks a lot
Im the one for you
Cause I know all the dirty things youd like to do
Im the fear in your eyes
Im the fire in your flies
Im the sound thats buzzing around your head
Thanks a lot
Thanks a lot
Thanks a lot
Thanks a lot
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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He that Hath Ears, Let Him Hear
The buzzing screen
In the brain
masks the ubiquitous
and transeternal pain.
Voices
drifting on the winds of space,
leaves from the Tree of Time;
telling the Seasons,
warning of disasters to come,
(or already here) ,
of evil lapping at the threshold,
of the omnipresent worm,
of the spider spinning his web
in the palaces of Kings.
poem by Brian Taylor
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Country Darkness
This tattered document
A mystery you can solve
Some burnt out filament
Flies still buzzing around the bulb
Country Darkness
He thought of traveling
Heard an approaching train
Drown out his desperate pulse
A song with no refrain
Country Darkness
She daydreams of forbidden sins
There must be something more
The prison she lives in
The one with the open door
The veil is covering
A glistening and cruel blade
Suffer little children
Repent, unfaithful maid
Country Darkness
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The turtle and the frog
Said the turtle to the frog
'I wish that I could climb that log'
the frog said in his deepest drawl
'at least you know that you won't fall! '
THE FLY
The fly was busy buzzing round'
then quickly landed on the ground
and as I raised my hand to swat
the fly said..'gimme' all you got! '
In doing what the fly just said
I came down hard upon his head
I raised my hand to see the mess
but all I found was one fly-less
There doesn't seem to be much thrill
in swating flies that don't stand still!
poem by Michael Hubbert
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