God bless all those pigs...
at the end of my day, i ask myself what do i get?
a plaque at the bottom of my teeth that is irritating to my gums?
are they going to give me a promotion to the nth rank
so that i can be well respected even by those goats and
skunks and slinks and slugs and mugs?
are they making a crown for me
a scepter in my hand,
a purple robe
for kings with golden threads
of epitaphs for my grave?
i know what i can really get from all those circle-loving snobs.
those mopy dicks, and perfect pimps of power and play,
i get nothing but wasted time
and white falling hair and osteoporosis on my backbones
from their air of empty promises
for at the end, the music is nothing but theirs
for their own exclusive dances
throughout the night they are drunk
and horny and they go own
fucking their own selves
like pigs and dogs.
and i say, oh,
i really love that and surely
i will miss you all
with tongue-in-my-cheek i
pack myself like a bag and
go wildly in the hills
where all my arms are waiting
to embrace me myself like
i am their long lost red blooded brother
turning blue and black
because
i am too stupid to work in their sty....
God bless all those pigs! ! !
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Picked up the telephone and dialed the seven digits.
Said yo this is marquis baby, are you down with it?
I arrived at her house, knocked on the door.
Not having no idea of what the night had in store.
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You said it yourself. you like it like I do.
Put your arms around me and squeez me too.
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song performed by by 2 Live Crew
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Little Dancing Girl With A Black Hair
the little dancing girl
has a long black hair
with twin dimples
on her mabolo cheeks
she dances in the air
she dances in the water
in the hills, in the clouds
at night, in vast space
she dances in my dreams
when i am sober
when i am drunk
when i am engrossed
in something else
she is the brown little girl
with a long black hair
the dancing girl like a
whirlpool in my mind
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pigs, Sheep & Wolves
Words & music by paul simon
Big and fat
Pigs supposed to look like that
Barnyard thug
Sleeps on straw and calls it a rug
Yeah thats a rug, ok
Ses walking down the street
And nobodys gonna argue with him
Hes a half-a-ton of pig meat
Up in the hills above the farm
Lives a pack of wolves
Never did no harm
Sleep all day
Hunt till four
Maybe catch a couple of rodents
You know carnivore
Sheep in the meadow
Nibbling on some clover
One of the sheep wanders over
Sits by a rock
Separated from the flock
Hes just sitting by a rock
Whered he go? dont know
Well he was here a minute ago
I dont know
Sheeps dead
Got a gash as big as a wolfs head
Oh god
Big and fat
Pigs supposed to look like that
Wallowing in lanolin
Hes rubbing it into his pigskin
Police going crazy
Lets get him
Lets get that wolf
Lets get him
Lets get that wolf
Lets get him
Lets kill him, lets get him
Lets kill him
Court-appointed lawyer wasnt very bright
Oh maybe he was bright
Maybe he just had a late night
Yeah it was just a late night
And he files some feeble appeal
And the governor says forget it
Its a done deal
Election, I dont care, election
Lets give that wolf a lethal iniection
Lets get him, yeah get him,
Lets kill him, lets get him
Lets kill him, lets get him, kill him
Lets get him and kill him
Whew, slow
Here comes the media
Setting up their camera
Asking everyones opinion
About pigs, sheep and wolves
Big and fat
Pigs supposed to laugh like that
This is hilarious
What a great time
Im the pig who committed
The perfect crime
All around the world
France, scandinavia
Theres candle light vigils
Protesting this behavior
It s animal behavior
Animal behavior
Its pigs, sheep and wolves
Pigs, sheep and wolves
Pigs, sheep and wolves
Its animal behavior
Its pigs, sheep and wolves
song performed by by Paul Simon
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War Pigs
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of deaths construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds, oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
As the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of God has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
All right now!
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Luke's Wall / War Pigs
Generals gathered in their masses
just like witches at black masses
evil minds that plot destruction
sorcerers of death's construction
in the fields the bodies burning as the war machine keeps turning
death and hatred to mankind
poisoning their brainwashed minds... Oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
they only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
as the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, god is calling on their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
ALL RIGHT NOW!
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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The country fair
You accompanied me to the country fair,
dared me to ride a wild stallion there,
the sun was bright on that autumn day
and you had a string through your hair.
You smiled like angels do
with your eyes shining more blue
that the bright sky
and I was falling in love with you.
Pigs were pigs, so were cows, sheep
and chickens too, but you looked deep,
right into my soul
and I could have been asleep,
dreaming about your interest in me
but I felt free
with the horse galloping away
and riding it in glee
while it brought your brothers to a fall,
making huge men small
and in congratulations your lips were on mine
staying the only thing, of that day that I recall.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Fugue of Death
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at nightfall
we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night
we drink it and drink it
we are digging a grave in the sky it is ample to lie there
A man in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
he writes when the night falls to Germany your golden
hair Margarete
he writes it and walks from the house the stars glitter he
whistles his dogs up
he whistles his Jews out and orders a grave to be dug in
the earth
he commands us strike up for the dance
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you in the morning at noon we drink you at
nightfall
drink you and drink you
A man in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
he writes when the night falls to Germany your golden
hair Margarete
Your ashen hair Shulamith we are digging a grave in the
sky it is
ample to lie there
He shouts stab deeper in earth you there and you others
you sing and you play
he grabs at the iron in his belt and swings it and blue are
his eyes
stab deeper your spades you there and you others play on
for the dancing
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at nightfall
we drink you at noon in the mornings we drink you at
nightfall
drink you and drink you
a man in the house your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Shulamith he plays with the serpents
He shouts play sweeter death's music death comes as a
master from Germany
he shouts stroke darker the strings and as smoke you
shall climb to the sky
then you'll have a grave in the clouds it is ample to lie
there
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at noon death comes as a master from
Germany
we drink you at nightfall and morning we drink you and
drink you
a master from Germany death comes with eyes that are
blue
with a bullet of lead he will hit in the mark he will hit
you
a man in the house your golden hair Margarete
he hunts us down with his dogs in the sky he gives us a
grave
he plays with the serpents and dreams death comes as a
master from Germany
your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Shulamith.
poem by Paul Celan
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Falling In Love...
Falling in love with you came so easy-
Surrendering to your arms it wasn't planned...
I just melted into you and your arms so true-
Walking with you-hand in hand;
You led me through your loving garden-
And picked for me a red-red Rose-
Sat me down amongst the Day Lilies-
And seduced me with your most delicate prose;
Oh- your words they were so heavenly...
That they captured my entire heart and mind-
Falling in love with you it came so easy-
Spending time in your arms most divine;
Falling in love with you it came so easy-
Surrendering to your arms it wasn't planned-
But i just melted into-your words so true-
That i walked with you-hand in hand;
We were oh so magical together...
Our two hearts-they melted into one-
Ours was a journey of true loves ecstacy-
Together-always when the day was done;
You were everything i ever needed...
Your charms and your charisma t'was so fair-
A Knight In White Satin you-indeed-were-
So regal-so cavalier-so debonair;
Falling in love with you it came so easy-
Surrendering to your arms it was not planned-
I just melted into you-and your words i thought were true?
And walked with you-hand in hand;
But the days began turning into continual night-
And your arms and charms disappeared into thin air-
Your words once true? Now turned me blue!
Thrown into reality-i realized that you no longer cared;
For what had been so wonderful-
For what had been a love so grand-
Has ended oh so abruptly-
That no longer do we walk hand in hand! ;
Music Lyrics
From: My 'ALL IS ONE' Theme
May,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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Now I Decide To Fly Away From The Home Of The Pigs
everything has been concealed
for years
i have lived with the pigs
in the mud
and ate the left-over foods
of our masters
but then today
i feel the feathers growing on my side
i have strong wings
my claws are pushing in my feet
no longer hoofs
and hair
the wind from the sea
breaks the truth it brings
on my beak is the break
once upon a time a seagull lost an egg in the pigsty
unaccounted
i was that egg
i am a seagul now
to the full
of my potentials
goodbye brother pigs now i must fly away to the farther seas
to the higher skies
my destiny
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.
quote by Winston Churchill
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War Pigs / Luke's Wall
Gen'rals gathered in their masses,
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction,
Sorcerer of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning,
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind,
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh Lord Yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave thier role to the poor, yeah
Time will tell on their power minds,
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess,
Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah
Now in darkness world stops turning,
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more War Pigs have the power,
And as God has struck the hour
Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees the war pigs crawling,
Begging mercies for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
Oh Lord Yeah!
song performed by by Black Sabbath
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I like pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.
quote by Winston Churchill
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When I Fall In Love The Second Time Around
when i fall in love again
happiness rains on my cheeks
and my mouth becomes
a well full of water and my tongue
becomes a garden
blooming with red roses
music comes out from my breaths
rushing to your bosom
my eyes become two suns
making the bright days for me
my eyelashes become the clouds
and at night the stars hang there
the green grasses of hope
spread before my feet
where my promises lay
my fingers turn into ten rivers
and my hands and arms become
long and wide blue oceans
my love for you is immeasurable
your arms cannot embrace it
your eyes glimpse on the length of eternity
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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OCD Morning
Wake up to the alarm
Reset it a second, third, and fourth time
It will fail tomorrow unless you remember to do this
Step into the shower
Squeeze out twice the shampoo you need
Or your hair will be limp and slick with oil by noon
Dry yourself
Keep the towel away from the small puddles
Do you know just what touched this floor before you?
Eat a healthy breakfast
Pour the entire pot of coffee down the drain
You didn’t achieve the perfect ratio of grounds to water
Get dressed
Purple, blue, purple, blue... definitely purple
The color could determine the entire course of your day
Brush your teeth
Watch the wisps of blood collect in the sink
Stroking any more lightly would leave last night’s plaque intact
Apply makeup
Remove it all with astringent and start again
You put an extra swipe of peachy blush on your right cheek
Put on your shoes
Knot the laces three times just to be sure
They might come loose and cause a terrible stairway accident
Check the doors
Work all the locks several times through
A burglar could break in and leave you with absolutely nothing
Start your car
Irritate other drivers with your geriatric pace
It’s already late, but that’s no reason to put your life on the line
poem by Wendy Lloyd
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everything has been concealed
for years
i have lived with the pigs
in the mud
and ate the left-over foods
of our masters
but then today
i feel the feathers growing on my side
i have strong wings
my claws are pushing in my feet
no longer hoofs
and hair
the wind from the sea
breaks the truth it brings
on my beak is the break
once upon a time a seagull lost an egg in the pigsty
unaccounted
i was that egg
i am a seagull now
to the full
of my potentials
goodbye brother pigs now i must fly away to the farther seas
to the higher skies
my destiny
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Pigs and the Charcoal-burner
The old Pig said to the little pigs,
'In the forest is truffles and mast,
Follow me then, all ye little pigs,
Follow me fast!'
The Charcoal-burner sat in the shade
With his chin oil his thumb,
And saw the big Pig and the little pigs
Chuffling come.
He watched 'neath a green and giant bough,
And the pigs in the ground
Made a wonderful grisling and gruzzling
And greedy sound.
And when, full-fed, they were gone, and Night
Walked her starry ways,
He stared with his cheeks in his hands
At his sullen blaze.
poem by Walter de la Mare
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Death Fugue
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown
we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night
we drink it and drink it
we dig a grave in the breezes there one lies unconfined
A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents
he writes
he writes when dusk falls to Germany your golden
hair Margarete
he writes it ans steps out of doors and the stars are
flashing he whistles his pack out
he whistles his Jews out in earth has them dig for a
grave
he commands us strike up for the dance
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you in the morning at noon we drink you at
sundown
we drink and we drink you
A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents
he writes
he writes when dusk falls to Germany your golden hair
Margarete
your ashen hair Sulamith we dig a grave in the breezes
there one lies unconfined
He calls out jab deeper into the earth you lot you
others sing now and play
he grabs at teh iron in his belt he waves it his
eyes are blue
jab deper you lot with your spades you others play
on for the dance
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at at noon in the morning we drink you
at sundown
we drink and we drink you
a man lives in the house your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Sulamith he plays with the serpents
He calls out more sweetly play death death is a master
from Germany
he calls out more darkly now stroke your strings then
as smoke you will rise into air
then a grave you will have in the clouds there one
lies unconfined
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at noon death is a master from Germany
we drink you at sundown and in the morning we drink
and we drink you
death is a master from Germany his eyes are blue
he strikes you with leaden bullets his aim is true
a man lives in the house your golden hair Margarete
he sets his pack on to us he grants us a grave in
the air
He plays with the serpents and daydreams death is
a master from Germany
your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Shulamith
Translated by Michael Hamburger
poem by Paul Celan
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Waiting For Tonight[Hexs Momentous Radio Mix]
Like a movie scene,
In the sweetest dreams,
I have pictured us together,
Now to feel your lips,
On my fingertips, have to say is even better.
Then I ever thought it could possibly be,
Its perfect, its passion, its setting me free
From all of my sadness,
The tears that Ive cried,
I have spent all of my life...
Waiting for tonight, oh,
When you would be here in my arms.
Waiting for tonight, oh,
Ive dreamed of this love for so long.
Waiting for tonight.
Tender words you say, take my breath away,
Love me now and leave me never.
Found a sacred place, lost in your embrace,
I want to stay in this forever.
I think of the days when the sun used to set,
On my empty heart, all alone in my bed,
Tossing and turning, emotions were strong,
I knew I had to hold on...
Chorus
Gone are the days when the sun used to set,
On my empty heart all alone in my bed.
Tossing and turning, emotions were strong,
I knew I had to hold on...
Chorus (repeat 3 times)
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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Turn Your Lights Down Low
(with Bob Marley)
[Bob Marley]
Turn your lights down low
And pull your window curtain
Oh let the moon come shining in
Into our life again
Saying ooh, it's been a long, long time
(Lauryn- Long, long time)
I got this message for you girl
But it seems I was never on time
Did I wanna get through to you girl?
On time, on time
I want to give you some love
I want to give you some good, good loving
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Yeah I want to give you some good, good loving
[Lauryn Hill]
Turn your lights down low
Never ever try to resist, oh no
Let your love come shining in
Into our lives again
And ooh, I love you
And I want you to know right now
Ooh I love you
And I want you to know right now
That I, that I
I wanna give you some love
I wanna give you some good, good loving
Oh I, oh I, oh I
I wanna give you some good, good loving
Loving you is a like a song I replay
Every three minutes and thirty seconds of every day
And every chorus was written for us to recite
Every beautiful melody of devotion every night
It's potion like this ocean that might carry me
In a wave of emotion to ask you to marry me
And every word, every second, and every third
Expresses the happiness more clearly than ever heard
And when I play them, every chord is a poem
Telling the Lord how grateful I am cos I know him
The harmonies possess a sensation similar to your caress
If you asking then I'm telling you it's yes
Stand in love, take my hand in love, God bless
[Lauryn & Bob]
I want to give you some good, good loving
I want to give you some love
I want to give you some good, good loving
Oh I, oh I, oh I
I wanna give you some good, good loving
Good, good, good loving
I wanna give you some good loving
song performed by by Lauryn Hill
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Purple sunbird changes hue
The purple sunbird dances
dressed in shades of black
then the sun spots her
turning her into a mesmerising purple
so do we change tones
when love stops by
nudging gently at the elbow
reminding of gifts to bestow
in times of joy or sorrow
to many a friend or foe
be the purple sunbird
dancing and get others to dance with you
coz there's much to give
and lots to forgive
the purple sunbird dances on
there's much to celebrate in this unhappy world..
poem by Sreelekha Premjit
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