Bitter
MOTHER MOTHER CAN YOU HEAR ME
I KEEP TRYING JUST TO FIND ME
ALL I KNOW NOW
ALL YOU SHOW ME
ENDLESS QUESTIONS
HOPELESS ENDING
THIS BITTER PILL IS PUSHING ME AWAY
AND NOW I FEEL LIKE THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY
AND I PRETEND TO LOOK THE OTHER WAY
BUT IN THE END WILL I BE OKAY
FATHER FATHER WILL YOU BET THERE AS I CRY OUT SILENT AGAIN
TURNING COLDER, FROZEN DEEPER
NUMB TO THIS DREAM SLEEPING WITHIN
THIS BITTER PILL IS PUSHING ME AWAY
AND NOW I FEEL LIKE THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY
AND I PRETEND TO LOOK THE OTHER WAY
BUT IN THE END WILL I BE OKAY
BEFORE I FACE ANOTHER DAY, WON'T YOU LET ASLEEP
LOST AMONG THE DREAMS THAT ALWAYS COMFORT ME
AND BEFORE I FIND MY FEET
WON'T YOU SHOW ME WHAT I NEED
WHAT I NEED TO WALK AGAIN
THIS BITTER PILL IS PUSHING ME AWAY
AND NOW I FEEL LIKE THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY
AND I PRETEND TO LOOK THE OTHER WAY
BUT IN THE END WILL I BE OKAY
WILL I BE OKAY
song performed by by 12 Stones
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Chill Pill
Everybody needs to take a chill pill
there's so much love to fill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
let these wounds heal
everybody needs to take a chill pill
Let it be your will
dry all this blood we spill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
find in your heart not to kill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
Think how the world would feel
everybody needs to take a chill pill
think of it as being real
everybody needs to take a chill pill
take your guns and kneel
You won't have to steal
while you watch your tire's peel
everybody needs to take a chill pill
nothing here is that big of a deal
if only it was so surreal
little bird on the windowsill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
(spiritwind-2009)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Bitter Pill
And the label said take two for the pain
So now I medicate my brain
The conflict rubs against my grain
But I cannot flush this down the drain
We are so hopeless
We are so hopelessly in love
She breaks my will
Shes my bitter pill
Addicted to her
Cant fight off the chill
Shes blurs my world
Shes my bitter pill
We creep the night
Just to taste the thrill
Hopelessly in love
Shes the kind of love drives a man insane
She sticks her poison right in my vien
Spinning around
Over and upside down in love
She breaks my will
Shes my bitter pill
Addicted to her
Cant fight off the chill
Shes blurs my world
Shes my bitter pill
We creep the night
Just to taste the thrill
Hopelessly in love
She blurs my world
Shes my bitter pill
She breaks my will
Shes my bitter pill
We creep the night
Just to taste the thrill
Addicted to her
Shes my bitter pill
song performed by by Motley Crue
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The Bitter Pill
Sometimes I'm lost - And then I'm found
Sometimes I feel - Turned inside out
I'm often silent when I'm screaming inside
Instead of love - We tend to hate
We never quite - Apprecaite
How much the other person cares or tries
CHORUS
Hold me close
Don't ever let me go
I'm confused
Maybe someday I will know why...
Sometimes I'm right as rain
And when it rains it pours
You're such a mystery
Why can't I unlock the door
All that glitters isn't gold
Too much is overkill
Love can be beautiful
Or a bitter pill
And when I'm right - I'm also wrong
We give and take - To get along
There's so much more to this
Than I ever dreamed
And when you smile - I have to laugh
And when you cry - I'm torn in half
So calm and yet so loose at the seams
CHORUS
OPERA
Liebe kahn eine bittere pille sein
Eine bittere pille
Liebe ist eine bittere pille
Liebe kahn eine bittere pille sein
[German to English translation
Love a bitter pill can be
A bitter pill
Love is a bitter pill
A bitter pill]
MAD GERMAN
Ich will ein bier
Ich will be soffen sein
Die ganze welt is dumm
Mir steht es so im hals
Ich sage dir
Die liebe kann nur luge sein
[Sketchy German to English translation:
I want a beer
I want to get drunk
The whole world is stupid
It's a pain in the neck
It's a myth
He who loves exists in lies
CHORUS
Or a bitter pill
song performed by by Warrant
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Soma
Is is a bitter pill to swallow
But what is life but a bitter pill?
Then a feeling follows
That stuffs the Vedic gods to their gills.
Did it come from India or Persia,
Or only a lab in New Jersey?
Depending on your version
And what reaction it brings:
Skeleto-muscular relaxation
Lack of pain and spasms,
Flat-out beating an orgasm.
And the myth of soma is a truth-
No secret herb or root,
Just this bitter pill after all,
Indeed only a pharmaceutical.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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Remembering Childhood
by accident you come across
an old picture
you recognize the face of your father
beside your mother
with his gun on the side of his body
as reservist of the army
you look closely
your mother pouts
and she is holding on to her
white skirt
you father's right hand grips
his gun
while the left holds on to
the chair just behind your
mother's neck
there is a baby being held
by your mother
it is sleeping and it looks
like you
your father does not like
you and you know it from the very start
you know how to pretend
till he died
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sickness
he cannot imagine himself
now
swallowing from pill to pill
his stomach
becoming more like
a pharmaceutical
storage cabinet
there is a pill for his
numb arms
another pill for his
acidic stomach
more pills for him
to sleep
another pill for his
throat infection
another one for his
allergies
side effects of some
drugs that he had been
taking
this sickness into death
until one day
he refuses any pill
not that he cannot pay the bill
he is ready for
the thrill
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Cant Own Her
And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
I own this river, I own this town
All of its climbers and its winos sliding down
But I cant own her and I never will
No I cant own her and thats a bitter pill
Taken with rain
til the gutter shines like the swirling sky
Like the swirling sky
Ive got all morning, Ive got all year
Its down in my pocket with the daylight folded there
But I cant own her and I never will
No I cant own her and thats a bitter pill
Taken with rain
How Id wash her hair like the swirling sky
Like the swirling sky
And when I say I cant own her
I dont mean to buy her
Its nothing at all to do with money
I simply want her in my arms forever more.
Is that an odd request?
Is that something so funny?
And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
Yes theres more chance of that coming true
But I cant own her and I never will
No I cant own her and thats a bitter pill
So I cant own her (of all the things youve got the thing you want the most is her)
And I never will (and shes the one thing that you just cant have)
No I cant own her (of all the things youve got the thing you want the most is her)
And thats a bitter pill (and shes the one thing that you just cant have)
Taken with rain
Which I swallow down with the swirling sky
With the swirling sky
But I cant own her
And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
No I cant own her
Yes theres more chance of that coming true
song performed by by Xtc
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I Cant Own Her
And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
I own this river, I own this town
All of its climbers and its winos sliding down
But I cant own her and I never will
No I cant own her and thats a bitter pill
Taken with rain
til the gutter shines like the swirling sky
Like the swirling sky
Ive got all morning, Ive got all year
Its down in my pocket with the daylight folded there
But I cant own her and I never will
No I cant own her and thats a bitter pill
Taken with rain
How Id wash her hair like the swirling sky
Like the swirling sky
And when I say I cant own her
I dont mean to buy her
Its nothing at all to do with money
I simply want her in my arms forever more.
Is that an odd request?
Is that something so funny?
And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
Yes theres more chance of that coming true
But I cant own her and I never will
No I cant own her and thats a bitter pill
So I cant own her (of all the things youve got the thing you want the most is her)
And I never will (and shes the one thing that you just cant have)
No I cant own her (of all the things youve got the thing you want the most is her)
And thats a bitter pill (and shes the one thing that you just cant have)
Taken with rain
Which I swallow down with the swirling sky
With the swirling sky
But I cant own her
And I may as well wish for the moon in hand
No I cant own her
Yes theres more chance of that coming true
song performed by by Xtc
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Pill.........placebo Domingo
Give me a pill, and I'll say I'm okay
Give me a pill and I'll just go away
Give me a pill and I'll swing from the rafters
Give me a pill and I'll live 'happy ever after'
Give me a pill and I'll site you in my will
Give me a pill and I'll stop being 'ill'
Give me a pill and I'll trip the light fantastic
Give me a pill and i'll overdose on 'plastic'
Give me a pill and I'll lie through my back teeth
And say that you're 'fantastic'
Give me a pill and I'll give you some wine
Give me a pill and I'll say that I'm fine
But give me a placebo
And then i'll sing 'nessun dorma' like that FAT CAT
PLACIDO DOMINGO!
yvette ethel smith 4.8.09
poem by Yvette Smith
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The troops come on with bayonets fixed pushing the people to the mountain’s lip
In a dream I walk in the times gone by
On the western edge of a heartbreak shore
When sleep’s dark fears are howling ‘round
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
Near the edge of the cliff there’s an angry
crowd with hungry faces crowding around
’fear in their eyes when they hear the drum
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
The troops come on with bayonets fixed
Pushing the people to the mountain’s lip
A cry goes out as the first goes down
in the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
In my dream I walk in the times gone by
As close to the edge as my fears allow
in the air there's a prayer for pity and revenge
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
poem by Sean Joyce
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Psycho
I told you time and time again
that we would meet just as friends
and now i just can't seem to get my story through
if i'd known all about this then
i wouldn't have said the things I said
im left now with a problem
what to do
cuz i can't seem to tell her
exactly the way i feel
i can't seem to find the words to show what i know is real
and if she calls me on the phone
wont you tell her im not home
just say ive gone so very far away
if she asks when ill return
tell her that you have not learned
and that i might have plans to stay
cuz i can't seem to tell her
exactly the way i feel i
can't seem to find the words to show what i know is real
i can't seem to tell her
exactly the way i feel
i can't seem to find the words to show what i know is real
here she comes again
this time surrounded by her friends
do i pretend that i dont see her or say hi
she asks me if im free
i said i would if it was up to me
and pray she sees the truth behind my lie
cuz i can't seem to tell her
exactly the way i feel
i can't seem to find the words to show what i know is real
i can't seem to tell her
exactly the way i feel
i can't seem to find the words to show what i know is real
song performed by by Bowling For Soup
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An Irish Mile
In my dream I walk in the times gone by
On the western edge of a heartbreak shore
Where sleep’s dark fears are howling ‘round
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
Near the edge of a cliff there’s an angry
crowd with hungry faces crowding around
’fear in their eyes when they hear the drum
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
The troops come on with bayonets fixed
Pushing the people to the mountain’s lip
A cry goes out as the first goes down
in the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
The troops move off in single file.
The Empire grows by an Irish mile.
A voice cries out from the rocks below in
the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
In my dream I walk in the times gone by
As close to the edge as my fears allow
in the air there's a prayer for pity and revenge
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
poem by Sean Joyce
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You Keep Pushing That Bash Back
You can push that bitter bash back.
You can push that bitter bash back.
You can push that bitter bash back.
Don't put any pity in a bitter bashed bag.
To weigh you down like a wet rag had.
You can push that bitter bash back.
You can push that bitter bash back.
You can push that bitter bash back.
Don't put any pity in a bitter bashed bag.
To weigh you down like a wet rag had.
You keep pushing that bash back.
You keep pushing that bash back.
You keep pushing that bash back.
Don't drag that bashing or be tagged.
You can push that bitter bash back.
You can push that bitter bash back.
Push it push it,
That bash back!
You keep pushing,
That bash back!
Push it push it,
That bash back!
You keep pushing,
That bash back!
You can push that bitter bash back.
You can push that bitter bash back.
You can push that bitter bash back.
You can push that bitter bash back.
Don't put any pity in a bitter bashed bag.
To weigh you down like a wet rag had.
Don't put any pity in a bitter bashed bag.
To weigh you down like a wet rag had.
Push it push it,
That bash back!
You keep pushing,
That bash back!
Push it push it,
That bash back!
You keep pushing,
That bash back!
You can push that bitter bash back.
You keep pushing,
That bash back!
You just keep pushing,
That bash back!
Push it push it,
That bash back!
You keep on pushing,
That bash back!
Don't put any pity in a bitter bashed bag.
To weigh you down like a wet rag had.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Go With Her
Yeah, Daddy said, son I'm sorry
You and Sheila ain't getting along
And if she's so dead set on leaving you, boy
Why ain't she already gone
Yeah, you better break out some sweet talking
Cause I promise you you're gonna miss her
And I know what I'd do
If my baby left me
Pack up my things and go with her
[chorus]
You don't stay with the one you can live with
It's the one you can't live without
It's the one that's got you tore up in pieces, boy
It's the one you keep talking about
Pride's a tough pill to swallow
It'll leave you lonely and cold and bitter
So what you need to do
If she's gonna leave you
You better pack up and go with her
Daddy said, son I'm through preaching
I've said all I'm gonna say
Now if you love her as much as I think you do
You're a fool if she gets away
She can go anywhere that she wants to
Don't give up, no don't quit her
Do like I did when your momma left me
Hell, I just packed up and went with her
[chorus]
You don't stay with the one you can live with
It's the one you can't live without
It's the one that's got you tore up in pieces, boy
It's the one you keep fretting about
Pride's a tough pill to swallow
It'll leave you lonely and cold and bitter
So what you need to do
If she's gonna leave you
You better pack up and go with her
[chorus]
You don't stay with the one you can live with
It's the one you can't live without
It's the one that's got you tore up in pieces, boy
It's the one you keep crying about
Pride's a tough pill to swallow
It'll leave you lonely and cold and bitter
So what you need to do
If she's gonna leave you
Better pack up and go with her
Yeah, I know what i did when my baby left me
I packed up my things and went with her
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Dedication to medication part one
Ode to my little pink pill
You are my saviour,
And my ultimate downfall.
Like so many little pills
That came before you
The first gave me lisence
To act without consequence
Until a little beige pill
Was needed when you failed
After that while on sabbatical
I had some bigger white pills
With a pessary too
To undo the promiscuity.
Little yellow pill
Tucked up in my gum
You help me stomach myself
Little lozenge pill
You soothe the monsters
That live by my bed
Tiny blue speckled pill
You drench me in annonymity
Till little pink pill
The littlest pink pill
Sings her Seroquel lullaby
And sentences me to sleep.
poem by Vik Harley
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Hands & Knees
You see me walking away
What more could I say than sorry
I failed by all your complaints
You pushed a life change but its not me
And filthy hands lay apon my chest
Lay upon my sin, but I do it for green
And in your mind you are blind
And your back turn so fine
Where were you when I needed you most
So mother so father
Im on my hands and knees
So mother so father
Im scrounging for whats left of me
My self-indulgence to blame
For all of the shame in the family
You dont know what its like
How I feel how I cry
How I hate the way I hate my life
So mother so father Im on my hands and knees
So mother so father
Im scrounging for whats left of me
Pues madre, y padre
Esta vida no quiero vivir
So mother so father
I dont want to live this way
So mother so father
Im scrounging for whats left of me
So mother so father
I dont want to live this way
So mother so father
Im scrounging for whats left of me
song performed by by Unloco
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Lost Like This
Im standing all alone out in the pouring rain
And though it really isnt like me to complain
I think Im getting used to it. I feel happy, and I also feel bad
Ive never been here, but somehow I think I have
But Im getting used to it.
(chorus)
Ive never been lost like this
Ive never been lost like this
But I wouldnt be happy anywhere else
Nobody to tell us what to do - all by ourselves.
Dont know how I got here and I dont know why I stay
The poets all around are laughing in their graves
Must be something that I said.
This place is not like anything Ive seen before
The spirits move around, the houses have no doors
But Im getting used to it
(chorus)
Isnt this a fine hello I wish I hadnt seen you go
Its always a bitter pill the broken mirrors broken still
The letters never made the post, a thousand more I never wrote
And here on dark unfriendly streets, I find the comfort that I seek
And Im happy, and Ive been happy...
(chorus out...)
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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X & X
Simon and Garfunkel lie in “the sound of silence”.
Mrs Robinson cracks no whip; she left with The Graduate.
They don’t hear it. They don’t feel it. They lie.
I hear it.
I looked out of Emerald City’s windows and I saw it;
My feeling reflecting in eyes, unblinking.
Look, tongue-tied and with shaking hands, see how
I promised the stars I’d bleed for you.
I bleed internally. I bleed in circles.
I hear it.
A rushing. It’s rushing through me.
Through my veins, pulsating in my neck, pounding in my ears.
Repeat. Repeat.
I hear it.
Governing my thoughts, filling my head, heart, head.
It is urgent, and compelling. It is dominating, dominating me.
A dominatrix in a matrix of emotions.
Red pill, blue pill,
Which pill, take a pill.
Take a breather. Exhale.
I hear it.
Slowly. Rhythmically. Excitedly. Constantly.
Moving in time with each breath.
You brought it back to life. Inhale.
I hear it.
Can you hear it?
My heart – bruised and scarred,
But swelling with love,
And beating your name.
poem by SJ. Sharkey
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Bitter end
The gravedigger's little daughter reads a passage from a loose-leaf book sitting on a broken tomb
While her father digs a grave for a pauper.
'The cunning fox tells
That grape is bitter on the hills.'
The kind nurse with a smile brings medicine to a sick bed
That's too bitter.
His weary beloved makes a night coffee mug of a broken handle
That's too bitter.
Though the life is bitter than everything
Yet we pretend it's so sweet then grab and lick eagerly.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Ask A Mother
If you're looking for a juggler
If you know 'bout superpower
If some problems cause you anger
Ask a Mother.
If you're down and in the gutter
If Life's worry's getting bigger
If you think quitting is better
Ask a Mother.
If the hurts they make you bitter
If your love's 'not ever after'
If your Hopes fade like a flower
Ask a Mother
If you find there's no one there
Or you may have lost your mother
Gone is father, brother, sister
Talk to God, He is your Father.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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