After A Night Of Fun
oh well, there were lots of drinks
bloody mary, screws, margaritas,
name it you have it, and lots of friends
and lovers, and newcomers on the rise
and on the go, there were names and
pseudonyms, but what matters most
were the looks and come-what-may
i like you babe, tease me, tease me,
oh, those younger days of yore,
got layed, and got drunk and got
what you got, carefree, making lots
of loves, not once a war, and then
there was this intimacy that
never gets out of your system,
like a flush of a dream, like a
perfume that refuses to get
off my skin, and i called her
after that night of fun and her
name is 'angel' and she's
just into a deep sleep and
i woke her up and she said
'who the devil are you? '
gosh, i thought love is
a many splendored thing.
be strong, there wasn't any.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lots Of Times
Lots of times we laugh and joke
And make funny faces
And lots of time we write notes
Telling each other hello
Lots of times we hung out
And made up funny games
And lots of times we stood together
And defended our beliefs
Lots of times I think of you
And how you're my best friend
And lots of times I know
That that will never end.
Happily Ever After
Happily ever after
Look at me, right where I wanna be
My life took a turn, its a happy affair
Im never alone even when hes not there
Happily ever after, happily ever after
Happily ever after
So carefree, look whats come over me
All my prayers have been answered, he heard my cry
Took all my troubles and threw them aside
Threw them aside
Happily ever after, happily ever after
Once in a lifetime!
I never thought I could be
So carefree, so carefree
Happily ever after
Happily ever after
Him and me, sunshine and laughter
Were never alone, when theres nobody there
Were never alone, we got love to share
Lots of love, happily ever after
Lost of love, happily ever after
Weve got love, happily ever after
Lots of love, happily ever after
Just look at me, right where I wanna be
Happily ever after
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Friends
Now you got to have friends
You know the fellings all so strong
You got to have friends
To make that day last long
I have me some friends but now there gone
Somethink came and took them away
And from the dusk until the dawn
Here is where I'm goin to stay
Hey well I'll stand right here at the end of the road
And I'll wate for the new friends to come
I don't care it I'm hungre or cold
I got to get me some
Talkin about friends
Miles and miles and miles of friends
Lot and lots and lots of friends
You got to have friends
Talkin about friends
Hey do you know what I mean
Everybodys has got to have friends
You got to have friends
And some friends but there gone gone
Something came and took 'em away
And from the dusk til the dawn
Here ,here is where I'll stay
And I'm standing at the end of a long,long road
And I'm wateing for my new friends to come
I don't care if I'm hungre or frezzing cold
I got to get me some of them
Talking about friends
You got to have friends
You know you get yours
I'll get mine
I got to baby
Talkin bout friends
Miles and miles and miles of friends
Lots and lots and lots of friends
You got to have friends
Talkin bout friends
Miles and miles and miles and miles of friends
Friend,friends,friends,friends,friends
You got to have friends
[fade out]
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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But It Makes Me Lots Of Money
Cigarette addiction kills people
But it makes me lots of money
It ruins their health
But it makes me lots of money
They cannot breathe properly
But it makes me lots of money
Their addiction causes them misery
But it makes me lots of money
A trillion cigarette butts pollute our earth daily
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarettes cause fires which burn many people to death
But it makes me lots of money
Parents buy cigarettes when their children need to eat
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarette smoke fills our bars and nightclubs, very unpleasant
But it makes me lots of money
Dirty ashtrays are disgusting
But it makes me lots of money
Why are you allowed to promote and sell such a disgusting product?
Because I've got lots of money
(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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Humanity
Everytime I walk down the street
I see lots of idiocy
Lots of hypocrites
Lots of ignorance
Lots of people polluting the street
With lots of litter
When I talk to people
They bring up facebook and twitter
I'm like 'Can you talk about something else? '
This is all people talk about these days
All I hear is celebrity gossip and drama
No one knows how to have fun
Everyone's forgotten how to have fun
I hate society
I hate most people
I wish the human race was extinct
I wish the world would just end
She Is Electric
Shes electric
Shes in a family full of eccentrics
She done things I never expected
And I need more time
Shes got a sister
And God only knows how Ive missed her
On the palm of her hand is a blister
And I need more time
And I want you to know
Ive got my mind made up now
But I need more time
And I want you to say
Do you know what Im saying?
But I need more ....
Coz Ill be you and youll be me
Theres lots and lots for us to see
Theres lots and lots for us to do
She is electric, can I be electric too?
Shes got a brother
We dont get on with one another
But I quite fancy her mother
And I think that she likes me
Shes got a cousin
In fact shes got bout a dozen
Shes got one in the oven
But its nothing to do with me
And I want you to know
Ive got my mind made up now
But I need more time
And I want you to say
Do you know what Im saying?
But I need more ....
Coz Ill be you and youll be me
Theres lots and lots for us to see
Theres lots and lots for us to do
She is electric, can I be electric too?
song performed by by Oasis
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College life
Days of threat
Feelings of fear
With less of fun
With a girl in dream
Ends the first year!
Days of Joy
After a break
Planning to propose
Starts the second year!
With no achievement
Except few arrears
Starts the third year!
Lots and lots of fun
Waiting for her reply
Ends the third year
With few more backlogs!
Finally she fell in love
Now that she with tears
Threatening about her new proposal
Seen by her Parents!
Now with determination
And responsibility
Forgetting about parties
And fun in the city
Doing night-outs
Preparing for the backlogs
Towards the end of the final year
She is engaged with someone!
Before graduation day
Friends around
Happened the wedding!
Waiting for the visa
After clearing English tests
With lots of curse from parents
Flew off from here with her!
Waiting for a day to regain
Their love and care! !
poem by Archana Prabahar
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Build
Clambering men in big bad boots
Dug up my den, dug up my roots
Treated us like plasticine town
They built us up and knocked us down
From meccano to legoland
Here they come with a brick in their hand
Men with heads filled up with sand
Its build
Its build a house where we can stay
Add a new bit everyday
Its build a road for us to cross
Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots
Whistling men in yellow vans
They can and drew us diagrams
Showed us how it all worked it out
And wrote it down in case of doubt
Slow, slow, quick, quick, quick
Its wall to wall and brick to brick
They work so fast it makes you sick
Its build
Its build a house where we can stay
Add a new bit everyday
Its build a road for us to cross
Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots
Its build
Down with sticks and up with bricks
In with boots and up with roots
Its in with suits and new recruits
Its build
song performed by by Housemartins
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She's Electric
She's electric
She's in a family full of eccentrics
She done things I never expected
And I need more time
She's got a sister
And god only knows how I've missed her
On the palm of her hand is a blister
And I need more time
And I want you to know
I've got my mind made up now
But I need more time
And I want you to say
Do you know what I'm saying?
But I need more ....
Coz I'll be you and you'll be me
There's lots and lots for us to see
There's lots and lots for us to do
She is electric
song performed by by Oasis from (What's The Story) Morning Glory
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The Pieman
I'd like to be a pieman, and ring a little bell,
Calling out, 'Hot pies! Hot pies to sell!'
Apple-pies and Meat-pies, Cherry-pies as well,
Lots and lots and lots of pies - more than you can tell.
Big, rich Pork-pies! Oh, the lovely smell!
But I wouldn't be a pieman if ...
I wasn't very well.
Would you?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Little Kalyn
I met a little girl this week
A girl I've never seen,
Not in the flesh at any rate,
But she's a beauty queen.
Her hair is soft and silky
And tied back with two clips,
Her eyes are ocean blue and...
What a smile from those two lips!
I let her get to know me
Just as slowly as I could,
I wanted to make friends so much
With this my flesh and blood.
She looked me up and down a while
Pretending to be shy,
But gave a little grin when Daddy said,
'Grandpa says Hi.'
Then just as soon as ever
I was happy as could be:
Kalyn got to know me, and
Her first wave was to me!
She's doing lots of crawling now
She's picking up in speed,
Out upon manoeuvres, yes
She's growing like a weed;
Pulling up the furniture
And standing proud and strong,
Better move the ornaments now
Walking won't be long.
We did a lot of playing
Little Kalyn, Kev' and me,
Playing with balloons and such
We were a merry three;
Lots of knocking towers down
And lots of baby foolin',
Lots of laughs and silly games
And lots of sloppy droolin';
But how I'd love this little tot
Through all her mess and wailin'
If I were hers and she were mine
My darling little Kalyn.
(Written May 2004)
poem by John Carter Brown
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Opportunities
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, i've got the brains
Let's make lots of -
I've had enough of scheming and messing around with jerks
My car is parked outside, i'm afraid it doesn't work
I'm looking for a partner, someone who gets things fixed
Ask yourself this question: do you want to be rich?
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, i've got the brains
Let's make lots of money
You can tell i'm educated, i studied at the sorbonne
Doctored in mathematics, i could have been a don
I can program a computer, choose the perfect time
If you've got the inclination, i have got the crime
Oh, there's a lot of opportunities
If you know when to take them, you know?
There's a lot of opportunities
If there aren't, you can make them
Make or break them
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
Let's make lots of -
(aahhhhh) money
(aahhhhh)
(aahhhhh - di du da di da bu di ba)
You can see i'm single-minded, i know what i could be
How'd you feel about it, come and take a walk with me?
I'm looking for a partner, regardless of expense
Think about it seriously, you know, it makes sense
Let's (got the brains)
Make (got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (oohh money)
(let's) you've got the brawn
(make) i've got the brains
Let's make lots of money (oohh money)
I've got the brains (got the brains)
You've got the looks (got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (oohh money)
Money
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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There's lots of institutions and lots of different cultures, and so that's the kind of thing that parents need to be able to evaluate, and students themselves, when they make a selection.
quote by Margaret Spellings
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Bloody Mary
When youre waltzing down the high street
Singing that sweet french perfume song
Looking out for the boys who couldnt sing along.
Moving like a dancer on the ballroom floor,
Sweet ballerina get me begging for more
When youre rolling your eyes behind your dior shades.
Bloody mary, the queen of the ball,
Bloody mary, you want it all.
Ive been looking for you, looking for me.
I like sugar in my woman more than saccharine,
Too much sweet talk make a nice boy mean.
All in all, mary, youre no good for me.
Just like a bee-sting, babe, youre a pain in my heart
Hurting me more and more.
You get me down on my knees when you talk dirty to me.
Bloody mary, the queen of the ball,
Bloody mary, you want it all.
Ive been looking for you.
Bloody mary, bloody mary,
Bloody mary, bloody mary.
You know that madame palm and her five sweet daughters
Couldnt give a man what the doctor ordered.
Ooh, mary, I love the way you turn it on.
(solo)
Bloody mary, the queen of the ball,
Bloody mary, you want it all.
Ive been looking for you.
Bloody mary, bloody mary,
Bloody mary, bloody mary.
You know that madame palm and her five sweet daughters
Couldnt give a man what the doctor ordered.
Ooh, mary, I love the way you turn it on.
I told, ooh, mary, I love the way you turn it on.
song performed by by Whitesnake
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I Am Imitating You
.... let me flatter a friend (or is she.... a foe?)
....i am imitating him. Oh i want a color....red?
or......blue? I'll take something else..........green?
how about trees? apple trees for a background.
how about sighs? for some sounds.
how about... yes.....moans.... lots of moans.....
sex? could you?
.....you are bored and old and.....dying? ....are you?
how about cheese? lots of cheese
oh i love fumodoro tomatoes? lots of sauce.
i love being with you.
I love doing things with you inside the room.
Let me have you.
Please stay.
I still have lots of cheese, and tomatoes,
and apple trees, and reds and greens, and...
sighs.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Monkeys and Talent
Some people say that man comes from monkeys but the Good Book tells it different and brother if you believe what some people say. I'd rather be that monkey then you any old days. Speaking of talents which I wasn't. Your talent is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God.
Names I've been called stupid. I been called dumb. I've been called lots of things and then some, but I'm smart enough to know I'm just as good as you and so, I say to you who call me names. I hold no of rudge or place no blame. Being stupid is some times smart and playing dumb is just a part of life, and one of the smartest people I know is ME.
poem by Betty Mae Eaton
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Little Poem
Little poem - Lot's of joy
Happiness - A little boy;
Any troubles? - No indeed
Satisfaction? - Guaranteed.
Little poem - Lots of fun
Indians red - Cowboy's gun;
Nothing hurting - Dreaming sweet
Golden days - Life complete.
Little poem - Lots of woe
Complications - To and fro;
Heavy heart - Troubled night
Little lesson - How to fight.
Little poem - S. O. S.
Searching for - My happiness;
Nothing doing - Ticking clock
Beating heart - Heavy knock.
Little poem - Need a friend
Little voice - Must attend;
One and one - Always two
Blessed days - Me and you.
Little poem - Life is tough
Never quite - Had enough;
Many hurdles - Love and pain
Another hand - To play again.
Little poem - How to win?
Silly game - Push a pin;
Wide the ocean - Empty void
Still I wonder - Still employed.
Little poem - Can it be
All that matters- You and me?
Resolution - Deep inside
Little poem - How I tried.
(Written Sept 1998)
poem by John Carter Brown
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Lots Love Lost
I saw the rain coming down
I knew the oceans were running dry
I felt the sun falling down
Heard all forest trees crying out
Lots love lost
The birds sing sad songs sky still dark
All Stars gone cant even see their track
In here its hard to live things fall apart
And from the feeling I feel I know
Lots love lost
Voices whisper inside deep within
Voiceless silence, loneliness, emptiness
The grounds can no longer absorb
I feel cracks underneath and I dont need to be told that
Lots love lost.
poem by Khalifa Mustapha
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No Time
By hank cicalo
Hober reeber sabasoben
Hobaseeba snick
Seeberraber hobosoben
What did you expect?
No time, no time for you.
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Runnin from the risin heat
To find a place to hide,
The grass is always greener
Growin on the other side.
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Tryin to tell the world
Somehow of how I feel.
Tell me what you said again,
I cant believe its real.
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Andy, youre a dandy,
You dont seem to make no sense.
Nevermind the furthermore,
The plea is self-defense
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Got no time
I got no time
[repeat, adlib and fade]
song performed by by Monkees
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The Warning Signs Of My Body
got colds today
warning my body
the i have less immunity,
i will take rest
and drink plenty of fluids
there is a rush
for being again healthy
lots of work to do
lots of deadlines to meet
for the meantime
i need sleep
but this i cannot miss
another poem for me and for you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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