A Busy Man
This crowded life of God's good giving
No man has relished more than I;
I've been so goldarned busy living
I've never had the time to die.
So busy fishing, hunting, roving,
Up on my toes and fighting fit;
So busy singing, laughing, loving,
I've never had the time to quit.
I've never been one for thinking
I've always been the action guy;
I've done my share of feasting, drinking,
And lots of wenching on the sly.
What all the blasted cosmic show meant,
I've never tried to understand;
I've always lived just for the moment,
And done the thing that came to hand.
And now I'll toddle to the garden
And light a good old Henry Clay.
I'm ninety odd, so Lord, please pardon
My frequent lapses by the way.
I'm getting tired; the sunset lingers;
The evening star serenes the sky;
The damn cigar burns to my fingers . . .
I guess . . . I'll take . . . time off . . . to die.
poem by Robert William Service
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Busy
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the old woman needs help
to find her way home.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the dove is too slow
to fly out of the way.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the children crossing the street
are too many.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy....
I am busy
you are busy
we are...
busy.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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On A Treadmill
On a treadmill, designed by him, the one who fills our life with sin,
Making us too busy to seek God, while we agree and simply nod.
He is the enemy of the Cross, and wants to fill our life with dross,
As we go about another day, in that same old frenzied, busy way.
We may even be busy for Christ, but, too busy, comes at a price,
As the enemy then fills our life, through the busy with undue strife.
While today bleeds into tomorrow, which leads hearts into sorrow,
As his goal from the very start, is overwhelming a believer’s heart.
That treadmill which has no end, in essence, is the time we spend,
With at times no peace of mind, to be found within the daily grind.
Adding simply one more thing, more stress it only seems to bring,
All with no apparent end in sight, while we seek to do what’s right.
Just like Martha spent and frayed, with a heart that’s so dismayed,
Working her fingers to the bone, but, sad to say, she is not alone.
Feverishly working without peace, with burdens that do not cease,
Not at all like her sister Mary, who had lived her life rather contrary.
For Mary’s choice was the best, for living this life we need to rest,
Within our Savior’s loving hand, while we live in such a weary land,
Taking on His yoke which is light, as we learn to do all that is right,
Getting off the treadmill of life, and into the Peace of Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©05/2008)
Busy Bodies
So you think that you have seen her
When youre lying in between her
And you tell me that you dont care
Busy bodies getting nowhere
Evrybodys getting meaner
Busy bodies
Caught in the concertina
You check her outline
Break her regulations
You watch her legs through several
Service stations
Busy bodies
Very busy
Getting nowhere
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
Now youre ready for the merger
With the company youre part of
And you do the dirty business
With your latest sleeping partner
Youre becoming
Automatic
Busy bodies
Out playing with the traffic
You want attention
You try my patience
With the best intentions you are nothing but a nuisance
Busy bodies
Busy busy
Getting nowhere
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
Now youve given your performance
Though the matinee was idle
And you find that a wave of her right hand
Could seem so tidal
Just a second
Satisfaction
Busy bodies
Temporarily out of action
You wash and brush up
You want to dress up
You want to kiss her
But shes busy with her makeup
Busy bodies
Very busy
Getting nowhere
Nowhere (x6)
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Over Her
You know I been trying to figure out
Just what's going on
Am I over her?
I been doing a lot of thinking lately
Am I over her?
And I'm really missing you
It's been 3 months, 3 hours, 3 days
Since the last time I seen your pretty face
My decision to bring this to an end
And I'm caught up in reminscing
Having faithful visions of long walks, long talks
Play fights, late nights
It's been on my mind since Valentine's
Cause I had your heart and I let it slide
I ask myself time and time again (again I'm trying to comprehend that)
Unanswered questions still (things to be are meant to end)
Am I over her? (am I over her?)
Am I over her?
Am I over her?
Tell me am I really over my my love (am I over her?)
I can't think straight
Cause I'm too busy thinking of her
Am I really over my love?
I was going through some things that I couldn't explain
Now my situation's taking a big change
They say the grass is greener on the other side of town
Now I'm kinda wishing you would come back around
Is she sad or is she mad?
Does she have a new man, does she have it like that?
It's been so long, thought I would've moved on
Could've been strong and picked up the telephone
I ask myself time and time again (again I'm trying to comprehend that)
Unanswered questions still (things to be are meant to end)
Am I over her? (am I over her?)
Am I over her?
Am I over her?
Tell me am I really over my my love (am I over her?)
I can't think straight
Cause I'm too busy thinking of her
Am I really over my love?
It's water under the bridge
But I can't seem to forget
All the plans we made, all the time we spent
Makes me reminisce
I still see your face
All this love I can't replace
Am I over (am I over)
Am I over her? (her now)
Am I over her?
Am I over her? (am I)
Am I over her? (am I over)
Tell me am I really over my my love (my love my love)
I can't think straight (my love)
Cause I'm too busy thinking of her (never gonna be over her)
Am I really over my love? (never gonna be)
No
Am I over her?
No not over her no
Ohhhhhh
Am I over her?
Am I over her? (over her)
Am I over her?
Am I over her?
Tell me am I really over my my love (am I over her, am I over her?)
I can't think straight (I'm not over her)
Cause I'm too busy thinking of her
Am I really over my love? (ahh oooh)
I'm not over my my my love
I'm not over my my my love
I'm not over my my my love (oh no no)
I'm not over my my my love
Am I over her? (I'm not over my my my love)
Am I over her? (I'm not over my my my love)
Am I over her? (I'm not over my love my love, she's my love, she's my)
Tell me am I really over my my love (she's my everything)
I can't think straight (she's my everything, my everything)
Cause I'm too busy thinking of her
Am I really over my love?
Not over not over my love
Not over not over my love
I'm not over not over my love
Am I over her?
Not over not over my love..
song performed by by Backstreet Boys
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The Barreness Of A Busy Life
Beware the barrenness of a busy life.
(Socrates)
bored as barren
a body that is bone-dry,
a walk in the desert,
dry as dust,
moistureless existence
lips parched,
a thirsty soul,
a life waterless
busy, busy, busy,
that is what you are.
beware, for soon
in seeking life
busy, busy, busy,
you lose it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Exhausted
Exhausted.
From the high cost of living,
Charity giving and donated sweat.
Let's you and me,
Set aside some time so we...
Can get busy!
Exhausted!
From daily fears warned,
And people torned
Between what's right and wrong.
Let's you and me,
Cast aside those trivialities.
Getting butt naked...
And doing as we please,
Getting busy!
Exhausted...
From creditors who call,
To arrange bill payments!
The neighbors barking dogs,
And arguments not making sense.
Let's pretend we have none at all,
And get busy after dating for lunch...
Easing these tensions,
With the headboard banging against the wall.
Busy like rabbits and making catcalls.
Are you exhausted,
By those images I recall?
Me too!
And I am so glad you didn't dare me,
Like your eyes were wishing for those days
Like I do!
We both know we're too...
Busy to get naughty,
Like we did before age 40.
When we come to that line we'll cross it.
Next time!
But right now we're both much too exhausted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
Never bother who created man
I enjoy life as I can
People tell me, Get up early
I sleep late,
So go to hell
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
Somewhere I read,
pray to god
I don’t have any time for that
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
Mother says take care of health
I say most important is wealth
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
Preachers preach,
Never be phony, Live honestly
I say fool as many
Being honest is being lousy
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
My goal is money
Even if have to kill somebody
Life without money
Is bee without honey
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
I met with an accident
Nobody lent a helping hand
I realized, I was disliked
I thought with all the might
To make life happy
One has to live rightly
Greed is worst for life
With it one can never rise
I’m a changed man
Contentment is my ambition
Now, I never earn as I can
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Theme From The Monkees
By tommy boyce and bobby hart
Here we come, walkin
Down the street.
We get the funniest looks from
Evry one we meet.
Hey, hey, were the monkees
And people say we monkey around.
But were too busy singing
To put anybody down.
We go wherever we want to,
Do what we like to do
We dont have time to get restless,
Theres always something new.
Hey, hey, were the monkees
And people say we monkey around.
But were too busy singing
To put anybody down.
Were just tryin to be friendly,
Come and watch us sing and play,
Were the young gneration,
And weve got something to say.
Any time, or anywhere,
Just look over your shoulder
Guess wholl be standing there
Hey, hey, were the monkees
And people say we monkey around.
But were too busy singing
To put anybody down.
(break)
Hey, hey, were the monkees
And people say we monkey around.
But were too busy singing
To put anybody down.
Were just tryin to be friendly,
Come and watch us sing and play,
Were the young gneration,
And weve got something to say.
Hey, hey, were the monkees
Hey, hey, were the monkees
[repeat and fade]
Extra verse:
Hey, hey, were the monkees,
You never know where well be found.
So youd better get ready,
We may be comin to your town.
song performed by by Monkees
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Busy Old Fool
Standing at a corner unseen to us,
with his dreadful club
what a busy creature he is.
Always watching our every steps
following our every movements
Busy old fool!
Rich men he respect not
poor men no concern he show
philantropists he show no mercy
wicked men he strike too
No affection he show to the beautiful
The ugly he show no care
Bloodless fellow!
Some he killed with sickness
some passed away peacefully in sleep
Injured greatly in the metalic monster,
[plane crash and motors]
good bye they said to this world
Others, poisonous food they ate
and passed away
What a wicked being!
Not thinking of how we feel
Not considering how they would be missed
Not concerned with how good they are
He send them on an unreturned journey
What a heartless creature!
He's been performing his duty from the time immemorial
Countless has been sent away by him
No assistant he want
He doesn't think of retirement for once
What a workaholic fellow
Busy old fool!
He who must live must die
He who shall die must live
Death is certain, life is not.
poem by Ifetayo Elijah
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Yesterday
My friend says I was not a good son
you understand
I say yes I understand
he says I did not go
to see my parents very often you know
and I say yes I know
even when I was living in the same city he says
maybe I would go there once
a month or maybe even less
I say oh yes
he says the last time I went to see my father
I say the last time I saw my father
he says the last time I saw my father
he was asking me about my life
how I was making out and he
went into the next room
to get something to give me
oh I say
feeling again the cold
of my father's hand the last time
he says and my father turned
in the doorway and saw me
look at my wristwatch and he
said you know I would like you to stay
and talk with me
oh yes I say
but if you are busy he said
I don't want you to feel that you
have to
just because I'm here
I say nothing
he says my father
said maybe
you have important work you are doing
or maybe you should be seeing
somebody I don't want to keep you
I look out the window
my friend is older than I am
he says and I told my father it was so
and I got up and left him then
you know
though there was nowhere I had to go
and nothing I had to do
poem by William Stanley Merwin
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What Did I Do?
You're always ever busy.
With avoiding time for me.
You're always ever busy.
With no giving I can see.
What did I do.
That you don't give time to talk about it.
What did I do.
That you dare to share your thoughts about it.
What did I do.
That you don't want me to know...
And you're acting like I do,
So I'll question more and more.
What did I do.
That you don't give time to talk about it.
What did I do.
That you dare to share your thoughts about it.
What did I do.
That you don't want me to know...
And you're acting like I do,
So I'll question more and more.
You're always ever busy.
With avoiding time for me.
You're always ever busy.
With no giving I can see.
What did I do.
That you don't give time to talk about it.
What did I do.
That you dare to share your thoughts about it.
What did I do.
That you don't want me to know...
And you're acting like I do,
So I'll question more and more.
What did I do?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lord Have Mercy On The Working Man
(Kostas)
All around I hear the sound of money
But I ain't got a nickel to my name
And everywhere I look I see temptation
She stands on every corner and calls my name.
Won't you tell me if you can
'Cause life's so hard to understand
Why's the rich man busy dancing
While the poor man pays the band
Oh, they're billing me for killing me
Lord, have mercy on the working man.
Uncle Sam's got his hands in my pockets
And he helps himself each time he needs a dime
Them politicians treat me like a mushroom
'Cause they feed me bull and keep me in the blind.
Won't you tell me if you can
'Cause life's so hard to understand
Why's the rich man busy dancing
While the poor man pays the band
Oh, they're billing me for killing me
Lord, have mercy on the working man.
Hey, St. Peter, look down for a minute
And see this little man about to drown
There's quicksand all around and man I'm in it
Please help me up Lord, 'cause I'm going down.
Won't you tell me if you can
'Cause life's so hard to understand
Why's the rich man busy dancing
While the poor man pays the band
Oh, they're billing me for killing me
Lord, have mercy on the working man.
Won't you tell me if you can
'Cause life's so hard to understand
Why's the fat man busy dancing
While the thin man pays the band
Oh, they're billing me for killing me
Lord, have mercy on the working man.
Please Lord, have mercy on the working man.
Please Lord, have mercy on the working man...
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Modern Day Predicament
busy busy...
over wht?
still to figure out...
meanwhile,
granules of powdered time
simply slip out through fingers!
06nove2009
20.02hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Too Busy
Too busy rushing to get to the next 'high'.
Kept addicted and detached.
To busy too disconnect,
From anything associated with accountability.
Too busy entertaining delusions kept met,
With no regrets of dismissing a seriousness.
Too busy they are protesting,
A reality of life just met and upsets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reflection
2 sevens together
Like time, indefinite
Trying to catch the glass
Before it falls
Without a frown
Can you turn up the stereo?
I wanna play you this old song about love (is it about love?)
Can I do that?
Did we remember to water the plants today?
I forgot to look up at the moon because
I was too busy, said I was too busy
I was too busy
Looking at you babe
Still it's nice to know
That, uh when bodies wear out
We can get another
What does that one thing have to do with the other one?
I don't know
I was just thinking about my mother
You know what
Turn the stereo back down
Ain't nothing worse than an old worn out love song
Tell me do you like my hair this way
Remember all the way back in the day
When we would compare who's afro was the roundest
Mirrored tiles above the bed
Fishing nets and posters all over the wall
Oh yes, sometimes
Sometimes i just wanna go sit out on the stool
And uh... play my guitar
Just watch all... all the cars go by...
song performed by by Prince
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No Time
at present
so busy
no time
time keeps slip
slip slip... sliding away
so busy with work
so busy with myriads
of things needing to be done
a working solo mum
is always on the run
so little time to get all done
not enough time
contained to work in each days sun
to complete so many errands
she must continually run run run to get all done
stop take a breathe
stop take a needful rest
stop take a needful quiet peaceful rest
rest body spirit soul
rest body spirit soul then rise
rise to spread the loving glory of your light
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Have A Good Time
Words & music by paul simon
Yesterday it was my birthday
I hung one more year on the line
I should be depressed
My lifes a mess
But Im having a good time
Oo, Ive been loving and loving and loving
Im exhausted from loving so well
I should go to bed
But a voice in my head
Says ah, what the hell
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Paranoia strikes deep in the heartland
But I think its all overdone
Exaggerating this and exaggerating that
They dont have no fun
I dont believe what I read in the papers
Theyre just out to capture my dime
I aint worrying
And I aint scurrying;
Im having a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Maybe Im laughing my way to disaster
Maybe my race has been run
Maybe Im blind to the fate of mankind
But what can be done?
So God bless the goods we was given
And God bless the u. s. of a.
And God bless our standard of livin
Lets keep it that way
And well all have a good time
Repeat and fade:
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
song performed by by Paul Simon
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All The World
All the world's forgiving the change is all around
And people everywhere have seen the light in what they've found
It's a happy place in the human race
When all our lives are lived forgiving
All the world's for living when love is what you find
Despair and loneliness you've got to leave them far behind
Tell the clouds to go let the feeling show
It's great when life is full of living
Everyone's aware they know to change the world we've got to care
And people all should know should have happened long ago
Or could it be that I just now found out
Life is meant to share and it means the same thing everywhere
Living everyday, helping people on their way
Cause sometimes life gives everyone some doubts
Can I have time? Is it right what I feel?
At times I doubt what I normally know is real
But right now I don't know what to do
And it's all because of you
I could tell you if I knew that you'd believe
As slight and elusive as life sometimes is
Right or wrong as we both know we all can be
I could never have denied that I need you by my side
'Cause without you life don't seem that much to me
I can see an old man cry, it's his time to die
And life no longer gives him any breaks
He hasn't got a home, no one to call his own
Still he tells no one that it is more than he can take
When the time is so unkind, an empty future plays in your mind
When the darkness cries out to you, can you escape it?
What can you do?
All the world's forgetting the hate that filled our hearts
The times of selfish reasoning that keeps all apart
This world was meant to share, let them know you care
By making someone's life worth living
All the world's believing that this felling's got to stay
till all the world is living
till all the world is giving
till all the world is loving every day
song performed by by Kansas
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Moving With Time
I messed up and went way out in left field, in thinking let me see....that your ability to love me was to much for you, because I felt as tho your always so busy.
Now Im busy too because i kinda got it! And it's plain and clear that I'm not a priority, everything takes balances. And it's up to us to make time! For one another But now I realize thee importance of every second, every minute, and every hour, you could never get back. How long do you think I would Waite for You to see that time is on the move and I'm one of the groupies.
poem by Clarence Williams
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You'll Get No 'Busy' With This
You've got to know love.
Feelings crushed can not just be brushed over.
You've got to know love,
To know what love is meant to mean...
Or no love you will get to know,
To know that love you seek.
You will not get,
What you think you do not deserve.
You've got to know love,
To know love.
Or no love you are going to get.
To get 'busy' with.
And you'll get no 'busy' with this,
Anytime soon.
Cause you'll get no 'busy' here with this,
Until you show me how to make love...
Instead of that bump and grind,
You get up to leave,
After you ooo me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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