Why is the man (or woman) who invests all your money called a broker?
quote by George Carlin
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Be A Broker
As a broker, I’m not conscious
Of the result and weight on me,
Sensing no aftermath effect.
Be a broker to God in works.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I don't think that a mutual fund that invests exclusively in biotech start-ups or invests exclusively in companies in Thailand offers any great safety or diversification.
quote by Ron Chernow
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Money Down
(wally bryson)
Never let no woman abuse me
Never let no woman misuse me
Never let no woman confuse me
Never laid my money down
Little woman think I got a heart of stone
cause I just wanna love em and leave em alone
Money down!
Lotta funky women been tryin to scare me
Tell me that theyll leave me if I aint true
Aint been a one who didnt have to share me
Ya know that when they leave it aint me thats blue
Little woman cant ya see Im bound to roam
And I got no fears about livin alone
Money down!
Little woman tryin to put the chains on me
Till my dyin day Im gonna wanna be free
Sorry bout it baby, but thats just me!
Never let no woman abuse me
Never let no woman misuse me
Never let no woman confuse me
Never laid my money down
Little woman think I got a heart of stone
cause I just wanna love em and leave em alone
Money down!
Money down!
song performed by by Eric Carmen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Money Honey
(words & music by j. stone)
You know, the landlord rang my front door bell.
I let it ring for a long, long spell.
I went to the window,
I peeped through the blind,
And asked him to tell me whats on his mind.
He said,
Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey, if you want to get along with me.
Well, I screamed and I hollered,
I was so hard-pressed.
I called the woman that I loved the best.
I finally got my baby about half past three,
She said Id like to know what you want with me.
I said,
Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get along with me.
Well, I said tell me baby, whats wrong with you?
From this day on our romance is through
I said, tell me baby, face to face
How could another man take my place?
She said,
Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get a long with me.
Well, Ive learned my lesson and now I know
The sun may shine and the winds may blow.
The women may come and the women may go,
But before I say I love you so,
I want
Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get along with me.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Money Honey
Well the landlord rang my front door bell
He let it ring for a long, long spell
Went to the window, peeked through the blind
Asked him to tell me what was on his mind
An' he said:
Money honey
Money honey
Money honey
If you want to stay up here with me.
I was screamin' green an so hard pressed
I called the woman that I love the best
Finally found my baby 'bout a quarter to three
She said "I wanna know what you want with me"
An I said:
Money honey (Just a little bit)
Money honey
Money honey
If you wanna git along with me.
Well she screamed and said
"What's wrong with you?
From this day on our romance is through."
I should tell my baby, face to face
How could another man take my place?
An she said:
Money honey (lots and lots of that)
Money honey (you got to give me some)
Money honey
If you wanna git along with me.
I learned my lesson and now I know
Sun may shine and the wind may blow
Women come and women may go
But before I'll tell em that I love em so.
I want
Money honey (Do you have some?)
Money honey
Money honey
If you wanna get along with me
Money honey, (Give me)
Money honey, (I need some)
Money honey, if you wanna get along with me.
song performed by by 38 Special
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Money
Money money money
Everybody wants some
No money church can't run
Money for this
Money for that
No life without it
Can't sleep
She says hell
In this house
If she don't get it!
Before you get paid
Taxman grab it
Buy something
He grab it again
When money pressure hit
You cannot afford to get sick
Doctors want some
And if you dead without it
You will not be buried
Not even in the sticks
Money money money
It's like blood
It's the way world runs
Need money for food
Need money for fun
If you have no money
Blood a go run
Man join the army
To get some of it
Would be alive
If he had it
Money money money
Where is the money?
Have to get money
Before the day is done
Donkey cough
When you are broke
No money
Donkey don't eat
Everything stops
Earth can't turn
Have to have money
Even some to burn
Money money money
Where did it go?
Pocket is empty
And I just got paid
Maybe my woman took it
Thought I had it made
Thought I had a hundred
But I don't have twenty
Now I am in trouble
I have to leave yard
But I can't leave
If I don't have any
What a thing this is
Money! money! money!
Eh!
12/4/09
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Money Honey
(jesse stone)
(a) - (d) - (e) capo on 1
(a) well, the landlord rang my frontdoor bell
(e) I let it rang for a long, long spell
(d) went to the window, peeped through the blind
(e) asked him to tell me what was on his mind
He said, (a) money honey, (d) money honey, (a) money honey
(e) if you wanna stay here with (a) me
I was clean and screened and so hard pressed
I called the woman that I loved the best
Finally found my baby bout a quarter to three
She said, Id like to know what you want with me
And I said, money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me
Well, she screamed and said
Whats wrong with you, from this day forth
Our romance is through
I said, tell me baby, face to face
How could another man take my place ?
She said, money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me
Ive learned a lesson and now I know
Sun may shine, wind may blow
Women may come and women may go
But before I tell em that I love em so
I want money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me
song performed by by Ry Cooder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hope is a broker
While he was stitching the tent of the world,
Fate cut the tent’s ropes of his very life
As the broker of Hope sold him for nothing.
He wasn’t aware Hope was a broker.
16.12.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Dont Mean A Thing
If I work hard every day
For my money
If I work my finger down to the bone
That aint funny
Now if I see
Something I cant buy
I put a dollar down
Then I try try try
To get my money
I need my money
A woman who aint got a dime
I cant use her no
If she aint got no cash money
Ive got to refuse her
I need a woman
With a whole lotta will
So she help me, baby
Help me pay my bill
I need my money
Ive got to have money
I need lovin to give me a livin
So dont ask me I dont need forgivin
I will stand up to count the cost
But I know I wont stand the loss
I need a woman
With a whole lotta will
She can help me pay my bill
I need my money
I want my money
Before I say my prayers
I count my money
When I wake up
It has to be there
My money
You see, love--it dont mean a thing
When she loves you
She cant bring, cant bring you no money
Ive got to have my money
Lookin for lovin
I need a livin
song performed by by Deep Purple
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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We've always had a dual role in the region - friend of Israel, and honest broker. We've given up the honest broker role completely.
quote by Chris Matthews
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Overdraft In Overdrive
I got a letter this morning
My overdrafts in overdrive
They wanna know what Im gonna do about it
How Im proposing to survive
Stay alive stay alive oooh
They want the money
So I work and work and work ......
Theyre making me roast
The cheques in the post
You neednt worry worry worry....
You hit the roof when Im on the floor
Did I ever let you down before
I got a letter from my broker
He say he broker than me
My silver mine has tarnished over
Im on the road to tragedy
Help me, help me, oooooh
I need the money
So I work and work and work.....
Im deeper in debt, Im covered in sweat
You make me worry, worry, worry....
This nightmares giving me the shakes
Hope I wake and find its all a mistake
I started with nothing, and worked my way down
I know the things that I do, they mystify you
Its a strange way of living
But I like playing with fire
Im always walking the wire
And when the tightrope snaps
Youll see my world collapse
I got a letter this morning
Must be my lucky day
Seems Ive inherited a fortune
Rich uncle sam passed away, away, away, ooooh
Im in the money
No more work and work and work.....
My bankers aghast, Im dripping with cash
No need to worry, worry, worry.....
You need an angel to survive
An overdraft in overdrive
song performed by by 10 Cc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Money
Money
Money
Money
Important
Useful
Necessary
Money
Money
Money
Wealthy
Middle
Poverty
Money
Money
Money
Save
Give
Spend
Money
Money
Borrow
Lend
Money
Money
Foe
Friend
Money
Money
Master
Slave
Money
Money
Satisfied
Crave
Money
Money
Laugh
Cry
MoneyMoney
Live
Die
Money
Money
Sick
Well
Money
Money
Heaven
Hell
poem by Howard Simon
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Dear Mr. President
I'm looking outside of my windows
The view that i see
Is a child and mama
And the child is begging for money
Tell me why, tell me why
The woman is blind is she so broke
The kid's dealing crime
It's such a beautiful city
But the world is burning it down
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
It's such a beautiful city
But the world is it burning down
I go to my room to turn on the t.v
I sit myself down
And i start laughing hard
'cause this man he's asking for money
He sats "if you send me lots of cash i'll send you
Stuff to make you rich fast"
It's such a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
It's such a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
And it's burning down
And it's called the u.s of a.
One day i'm going to have lots of money
But i'll have to give up
For this rich society
Oh please mr. president will you lend me a future
'cause you'll just get it back
From the little blind woman
With the kid on the corner
And the people all over, doin' crack
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
It's such a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
And it's burning down
And it's called the u.s of a.
I'm walking outside on a sunny day
With no one around
And i wonder what's wrong
The i hear this loud piercing siren
Oh my god the bomb has just dropped
And everybody climbed right on top
Screaming, what a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
It's such a wonderful country
But the man he's burning it down
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
And it's burning down
And it's called the u.s of a
song performed by by 4 Non Blondes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Once the brokerage house, rather than the bank, became the locus for American savings, that money would find its way into the stock market, because the broker was someone with a much higher tolerance for risk than the banker.
quote by Ron Chernow
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Our Indian Police
She is brave,
She is strong,
She is dutiful,
She is friendly,
But she has mortgaged all these qualities
To criminals and
tyrants for
money,
She is worse than prostitute,
Anybody can get her favour
By dint of money,
She traps the innocent and releases
The criminals for money,
She extorts money from people,
She can take even life for money,
Hundreds of fake encounters are
In her account,
She is a blot on law and order,
Sometimes she behaves like a broker,
Sometimes like a robber,
She is the mistress of politicians
And criminals,
She is the shield of thieves, smugglers,
And murderers,
She creates panic in the society
By means of her uniform and stick,
People have lost faith in her,
She has a few honest and dutiful officers,
But it doesn't make any difference,
For they are harrassed and
suppressed,
If she is not reformed soon,
A condition of anarchy may erupt here.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Living as single
Endowed with the flow of money,
Woman might think of living alone
With no need of a man's supports.
It looks fancy to live single.
Her preference for money comes
As unilaterally can
She deal with money
With no compromises called for.
In a company with a man,
Bilaterally she has to
Deal with him, cutting the freedom
That she is enjoying as single.
She can't dispense with men outdoor
In profession and relations.
To be living single indoor
And not outdoor is a duel act.
She gets a personality
That impacts her integrity,
And questions her capacity
To deal with men in a circuit.
Sans emotional attachment,
Physical attachment with men
Will leave a woman high and dry
When she has lost her stickiness.
18.07.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Money Money Song
Money money
Is going to get me a girl
Money money
I am going to use it to buy me a cup of coffee
Money money
Is going to take me to Paris
Money money
Is going to buy me some new clothes
Money money
I am going to use it to do my laundry
Momey money
Is going to buy me some groceries
Money money
Is going to pay to fix my house
Money money
Is going to send me to the rich men's world
Money money is going to buy me a cellular phone
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Love the money
Money
Is not money...
It is life....
Money is not
Money
It is happy...
Money is
Not money
It is faith...
Money is not
Money
It is friend...
Money is not
Money
It is life maker...
Money is not
Money...
It is your hard work...
Money is not
Money...
poors god...
money is not
Money
Rich people Cap...
Money is not
Money
World wide all...
Any or many thing money
With money...
So...
Love the money...
Each every day...
Earn too enjoy
with your's life...
witrh good...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Ain't That Just Like A Woman
Adam was as happy as a man can be
Til he started messin with an old apple tree
Ain't that just like a woman
Ain't that just like a woman
Ain't that just like a woman she'll do it every time
You can buy a woman clothes give her money on the side
No matter what you do she ain't never satisfied
Ain't that just like a woman
Ain't that just like a woman
Ain't that just like a woman she'll do it every time
song performed by by Alice Cooper
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Chauvinist
I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat
Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!
Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!
I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
My dreams are of a
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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