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Gary The Nudibranch

Gary was a nudibranch
The apple of my eye
I bought him at the Reef Shop
For nineteen ninety five
I loved my little flatworm
He was slimy
He was blue
He'd speak to me of dreams he had
And where they'd lead him to
I told him not to worry
Or think about those things
I'd bought another nudibranch
That waited in the wings
But Gary wasn't interested
He'd better things to do
Than making baby nudibranchs
With thirty gallon views
He held me in his confidence
One dark and stormy night
When the filament of halogen
Burned out on his tank light
He'd never pleased his father
Causing him something to prove
So he'd gone and got his license
Beauty operator school!
And even though the customers
Came pouring in his shop
He felt he wasn't good enough
To ever measure up
And soon I saw my Gary
Turning angry and depressed
He started drinking gin
Sleeping around
He was a mess!
I felt really, really sorry
I felt really, really sad
It seemed like there was nothing
I could do or that I had
To make him feel much better
He was like a worn out shoe
When one day he took his life
Upon the intake filter tube

poem by Sara Fielder
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Listen to 'Da Art of Storytellin' Part 1' instrumental by Outkast

There once was a boy named Gary Napp
And Gary Napp was obsessed with rap
Day in, day out he'd be on his computer
Listenin' to Biggie, Nas, and Rick the Ruler
'Thinkin' one day I'll be a fly MC,
And everyone will want to listen to me.'
He worked on his lyric game day and night
But one day lil Gary got into a fight
Some punk teenager tried to clown his flavor
Gary swung on him and the dude pulled out a razor
The kid urged Gary to keep on swingin'
But Gary knew his life was more important than winnin'
Gary turned around and he started headin' home
The kid pulled out a nine and shot Gary in the dome
The punk teenager threw down the murder weapon
Heard the cops comin' so he started steppin'
The kid got away and was never put to trial
And ended up killin' himself after a while
He couldn't contain his feelings anymore
Couldn't do anything right, he was torn
But up above, Gary Napp forgave the kid
Rest in peace the greatest MC who never lived

poem by Garrett Bradley
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Reminding Me of My Blessings

Thank you for reminding me,
Of my blessings.
Thank you for stopping,
My flow of complaints.
And restraining me...
When they came to contain with anger,
I felt!
God is in my life.
There to make things right for me!
What more could I ask for?
When so many aren't sure...
With questions that confuse!
I have no barriars...
I can not without Him,
Remove!
Thank you for reminding me...
Of 'What' and 'Who' I have chosen,
To choose!
And allowing myself to become upset,
By 'things' I can refuse!

Dedicated to:
Gary Gamble
Hartford, Connecticut

'Thanking you, Gary...for walking away
and leaving me with that thought today! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I never told my father I loved him before he died, and I have a lot of issues about that. They're all swimming around in my head, in my heart, unresolved, and in a way it felt fitting to dedicate the film to him.

quote by Gary Oldman
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Unlovable

Are my lips unkissable?
Are my eyes unlookable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Am I unlovable?
Cynical, jaded, faithless, disappointed, disillusioned, used
If I could take back all my sweat, my tears, my sex, my joy I would
My time, my love, my effort, passion, dedication
In case of mistaken identity I gave these things to you
If I sound angry, bitter, sad, infatuated, it's the truth
Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, just a few
Stages of acceptance that it's really over
It's just so complicated and I'm stupid for believing in you
You make me feel like my father never loved me
You make me feel like the act of love is empty
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?
I had your back, I held you up, I told you you were good enough
It was not reciprocated, you kept affection and yourself apart
You fed your love to me like crumbs to pigeons in the park
Sometimes I think you're satisfied to see me begging like a dog
I wasn't armoured, you were king, I gave my everything
Because sometimes you showed me just a hint of you and then
For just a moment I romanticised the notion
I can take away the torment, I can love you like they never did
You make me feel like my father never loved me (you never loved me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?
You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me (you abandoned me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my heart unbreakable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you despise?
Are my lips unkissable?
Are my eyes unlookable?
Is my sex undoable?
Am I unlovable?
Are my words unlistenable?
Are my hands untouchable?
Am I undesirable?
Am I unlovable?
You make me feel like my father never loved me
You make me feel like the act of love is empty
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?
You make me feel like my father never loved me (you never loved me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?
You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me (you abandoned me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my heart unbreakable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you despise?
You make me feel like my father never loved me (you never loved me)
You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me (you abandoned me)
You make me feel like my father never loved me (you never loved me)
You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me (you abandoned me)

song performed by by Darren Hayes
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Growing up, I started developing confidence in what I felt. My parents helped me to believe in myself. I wasn't the best looking guy, I wasn't the best athlete in the world, but they made me feel good about myself.

quote by Herschel Walker
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Handshake Drugs

I was chewin' gum for something to do
The blinds were being pulled down on the dew
Inside, out of love, what a laugh
I was looking for you
Saxophones started blowing me down
I was buried in sound
Taxicabs were driving me around
To the handshake drugs I bought downtown
To the handshake drugs I bought downtown
They were translated poorly, I felt like a clown
I looked like someone I used to know
I felt alright
And if I ever was myself
I wasn't that night
Oh it's okay for you to say
What you want from me
I believe that's the only
Way for me to be, exactly
What you want me to be
Oh it's okay for you to say
What you want from me
I believe that's the only
Way for me to be
Exactly what you want me to be
Oh I was chewin' gum for something to do
The blinds were being pulled down on the dew
Inside, out of love, what a laugh
I was looking for you
Saxophones started blowin' me down
I was buried in sound
The taxicabs were driving me around
To the handshake drugs I bought downtown
To the handshake drugs I bought downtown
Oh it's okay for you to say
What you want from me
I believe that's the only
Way for me to be
Exactly what do you want me to be?
Exactly what do you want me to be?
Felt like a clown
They were translating poorly
I looked like someone
I used to know
And if I ever was myself,
I wasn't that night
Exactly what do you want me to be?
Exactly what do you want me to be?

song performed by by Wilco
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Well, everybody is trying to make this a money thing. If you send me to another team, let's see what I ask for. I won't ask for nothing. I'll play under the same terms. So it is not Gary wants more money. Gary has money. What else do I need?

quote by Gary Sheffield
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On the road to Emmaus

While we were walking
the seven miles to our house
that was in Emmaus
Cleopas and I were talking

about Jesus of Nazareth being crucified
about the life that he lead
and the cruel way in which he died
and this honest powerful man was now dead

thunder flashed down from the heaven,
the sun fled away
as if it wasn’t day
and although the miles were only seven

our depressed walk felt like an eternity
and the things that happened in Jerusalem was frightening
laying like a very heavy burden on Cleopas and me
and then suddenly very exciting

another man was walking with us,
at first we did notice or even recognize him
and we told him, as we were so serious
why our lives seemed so dim

we told him how the women amazed us with the news
that the tomb was empty
and on this issue we both had our views
but some of our companions went to see

and the body of Christ was gone
they could not find him anywhere
and it felt as if we were totally alone
as his body was no longer there

but the man told us from the scriptures
about the mission of God the Son,
and we knew the things he had done
and even from his well known gestures

we did not recognize that Jesus himself had walked
and had talked
on the road to Emmaus with us
we only comprehended it later at the falling dusk.

[Reference: The Waste Land: V. “What the thunder said” by T. S. Eliot.]

poem by Gert Strydom
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Rainy Day In June

A misty shadow spread its wings
And covered all the ground
And even though the sun was out
The rain came pouring down
And all the light had disappeared
And faded in the gloom
There was no hope, no reasoning
This rainy day in june
The eagle spread its mighty wings
And pounced upon its pray
And all the skies, so brilliant blue
Turned suddenly to grey
The cherished things are perishing
And buried in their tomb
There is no hope, no reasoning
This rainy day in june
And everybody felt the rain
Everybody felt the rain
Everybody felt the rain
Everybody felt the rain
The demon stretched its crinkled hand
And snatched a butterfly
The elves and gnomes were hunched in fear
Too terrified to cry
The reckoning was beckoning
Theyre living to their doom
There was no hope, no reasoning
This rainy day in june
And everybody felt the rain
Everybody felt the rain
Everybody felt the rain
Everybody felt the rain

song performed by by Kinks
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Shop, she shops!

Once she constantly smiled
Bought cloths and jewelry that gave her style

Shop, shop, shop
She shopped till she dropped
Shop, shop, shop
She just could not seem to stop

Her credit was on top
Her spending way rocket up
She paid with cash or credit card
This Lady was absolutely shopping mad
Shoping malls!
Markets stalls!
Shoes, clothing, and handbags she bought all year long
Spend, spend and spend daily was her beloved song

Shop, shop, shop
She now shops like a flop
Shop, shop, shop
This lady has now put a stop

Today is different shopping expedition
This time spending with supervision
No more that crazy spending addiction

Her credit card is cut
Her goods seized, the whole lot
Today she spends, her pockets hurt!

She has become street wise
Haggling with each price
She has become precise
About what she needs and not what is nice

Shop, shop, shop
She shops like a flop
Shop, shop, shop
Her spending has taken a big drop!
This lady has now put a stop to shop!

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Bodhisattva Nightmare

i felt the bullet
as your body fell,
the sickening gasp of light

lost in the void...
i felt the empty
of your stomach turning,

as you staggered weakly
down that long dusty road.
i felt the bone crushing pain

as he struck your face,
again and again....
i felt the sickness

of the stench of the alley...
i felt the fear and despair of the cell,
the not knowing when

it was going to come...
i felt the hatred and fear
they tormented you with,

for who you loved,
and the way you lived....
i felt the hopelessness

of the hard ass streets,
the gun in your pocket...
the monkey on your back....

i felt.... and still feel!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Mother Only Matters

A few years passed by,
she gave me a gift today
She told me that she was thinking
of a special way.
To be a little closer
to an angel that's got her wings.
Words just don't do it,
like material things.
She saw it in the window
of that little shop.
It made her eyes sparkle,
as she felt her heart drop.
She ran to pick her up one,
but instead she got two.
She said this is my love from me too you.
I bought it for our Mother,
and it made me think of you!
I had to share the feeling
of a love so pure and true.
So forever will I cherish,
that heart shaped pillow of blue.
Mother only Matters it's what it said too!
To tell you how much that meant to me that day,
I want to say I love you! In a special way.
I see an Angel up above smiling down on you.

poem by Carlene Maddux
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I wasn't popular in the home office because I wasn't chicken. I'm just a risk taker. I have gut instincts.

quote by Gary Gygax
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The Video Shop

The local factorys been pulled down
By an overseas corporation
Now all of my brothers are looking around
For alternative occupation
I was sitting by the telly with my brother, kenny
When suddenly the penny dropped
While all of my brothers are sitting at home
Ive got a bank loan and Ive opened up my very own
Video shop
Video shop
At the video shop
I can fly, fly you away
Comedy and tragedy are all sitting on my shelf
And if youve got a fantasy
For a small rental fee
You can set yourself free
At my video shop
At my video shop
At the video shop
I can fly, fly you away
At the video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
From all of the depression in you head
Caused by all the living in the red
Ive got a bootleg version of citizen kane
A second hand copy of psycho
Ive taped them off the telly so you shouldnt complain
And theres no guarantee youll get your money back again
From my video shop
My video shop
If you want to escape, I can rent you a tape
To relieve your situation
If you feel a bit low, I got a good peep show
cos everybody knows almost anything goes
At my video shop
At my video shop
One fifty a day and Ill fly, fly you away
Its nothing to pay to fly far, far away
I can help you through that lonely night
Ive got technicolour, black and white
I can guide you through those empty days
Make you smile and take your blues away
O let me fly you away
At my video shop
Fly, fly you away
Another factorys been knocked down
But nobody ever complains
And all of my brothers are customers now
We all play video games
I can see it in the eyes of all the lonely wives
If theyre bored and they feel like a change
I do sales, rentals, even a swop
And if you feel like a change, well it can all be arranged
At my video shop
At my video shop
At my video shop
At my video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
And everyone who walks in through that door
Has got something that theyre looking for
At my video shop
At my video shop
At the video shop
I can fly, fly you away
At the video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
Oh, at the video shop
Oh, at the video shop
Oh, at the video shop

song performed by by Kinks
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Unknown And Hostile

Can you feel it
This killing obsession
You know we're coming, you know we're coming
Can you feel it
We're the exhibition
Unknown and hostile we breath for you
Can you feel it
We're the new obsession
Can you feel it
We're the new disease.
You won't like it
Images of lovers
I don't need it, I don't need it
You won't like it
We believe in nothing
I don't remember did God retire
You won't like it
We're the new religion
You won't like it
We're the new disease.
Can you feel it
Can you feel it
You won't like it
We're the new religion
You won't like it
We're the new disease
You won't like it
We're the new obsession
You won't like it
We're the new disease.
GARY NUMAN........ vocals, keyboards, guitar.
MIKE SMITH........ keyboards.
IAN HERRON........ drum programming.
DICK MORRISSEY.... saxaphone.
RRUSSELL BELL..... guitar.
TESSA NILES....... vocals.
MUSIC............. GARY NUMAN
LYRICS............ GARY NUMAN
PRODUCED.......... GARY NUMAN, THE WAVETEAM.

song performed by by Gary Numan
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Another sunny day

The lord has been so good to me
Why couldn't I see it before?
He was working in his own way
He was opening more doors

He knew my struggles
He felt my pain
But he let me go through it
So strength I would gain

More times than I can count
I knelt by my bed
I prayed so long and hard
At times I felt so dead

After awhile I stopped
Thinking it was no use
I felt he wasn't there for me
So my faith I decided to loose

Months went by
It just got worse
The devil had me bound
Bound into his curse

Angry and scornful
Sarcastic and mean
Fear and anxiety
Started to be seen

Irritation and hopelessness
Had me captured by the throat
The devil's hands were aroung my neck
I allowed myself to be choked

I wanted to be loved
To be safe and secure
But that wasn't the case
I thought I'd kill myself for sure

I stopped caring about myself
But ofcourse there was no time for me
I was Cinderella in a dungeon
Wanting to break free

Trapped and alone
I faced a living hell
I thought no one could get me out
That no one could pay my bail

If my angel would have flown away
What would I have done?
Would I have given up on life?
Would I have tried to find that gun?

Lost and alone
That what I felt
Anger and pity
That's how I delt

Hungry for compassion
For a smile to come my way
For someone to give me a hug
To ask me how was my day

God's plan for me was special
He allowed the angel to intervene
She flew away with me
And took me in her open wings

poem by Ciera Ivey
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Life is better

I like to dream I like to think
Writing words I often heard
Lost minds are hard to find
Especially when your life`s in a bind
Drinking wine thinking i`m fine
Nothing to do but feel real blue
Then came a time when I met you
Felt as if you cured my flu
You held me together through stormy weather
Thanks for making my life a whole lot better

poem by Joseph Whelan
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When Somebody Turns You On

Can you hear me? am I loud enough?
Could you see it coming like an avalanche?
I only felt the need
When somebody turns you on
It's like a light in the dark goes on
It's like you've waited for rain, you waited so
Long
When somebody turns you on.
Were you waiting when you took my hand?
Were you aching with me? did you understand?
I only felt the heat
When somebody turns you on
It's like a light in the dark goes on
It's like you've waited for rain, you waited so
Long
When somebody turns you on.
Now I know this is real
I know 'cause I know 'cause I feel
Your eyes go straight to my soul
And I know this is good
It goes deep like I know it should
We've just got to let love grow
When somebody turns you on
It's like a light in the dark goes on
It's like you've waited for rain, you waited so
Long
When somebody turns you on.

song performed by by Heather Nova
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Young Love

Since elementary school they became friends
They knew this friendship would never end.
She was seven, he was eight, but their lives
Were put in the hands of faith,

He always protected her from any harm
This was her knight - this was her charm.
When they got to middle school
They saw each other in a different light
They knew something was happening
This just wasn’t right.

As they was walking from school she tripped
And almost fell.
He grabbed her by the arm, and felt his groin
Begin to swell.

She got the same sensation as they held each other tight.
It was a feeling they knew they could not fight.
Their lips came together in a soft gentle kiss
Sending waves of passion that they could not resist.

As they pulled away, their lips were still on fire
And their insides was burning with desire.
So many thoughts and questions entered his mind
And the thoughts just flew by.
He told her in a whisper that could hardly be heard
It came out like on the wings of a bird.

Let me soar on the wings of a dove
Let me find everlasting love
Let the air waves carry me
To a place that’s loving and free.

Let me feel how love grows
This is something I don’t know
I never felt love before
Till you opened up the door.
I am now feeling what everyone talks about
And to the world I want to shout
If I can find love! Why can’t you?
This is something you’ve got to do.

From our childhood years, we felt
Something that we could not know
That it was a love that would forever grow.
I had her love from the start
And forever she will be in my heart.

poem by Louis Rams
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Things Goin' On

(gary rossington - ronnie van zant)
Have you ever lived down in the ghetto
Have you ever felt the cold wind blow
If you don't know what i mean
Won't you stand up and scream
'cause there's things goin' on that you don't know
Ask them why they spend lives across the ocean
Ask them why they spend millions on the moon
Well, untill they make things right
Lots of people gonna be uptight
They better make some changes pretty soon
They gonna ruin the air that we breathe y'all
They gonna ruin us all bye and bye
Telling all you beware
I don't think they really care
Think they just sit up there and just get high
Have you ever lived down in the ghetto
Have you ever felt the cold wind blow
If you don't know what i mean
Won't you stand up and scream
'cause there's things goin' on that you don't know
If you don't know what i mean
Won't you stand up and scream
'cause there's things goin' on that you don't know

song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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