Wishful Thinking
Stick
the blessed relief
up your derriere
if i'm going down
it's kicking and screaming
and don't lecture me
on propriety
I don't give
a rat's arse.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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You're about as useful as a one-legged man at an arse kicking contest.
quote by Rowan Atkinson
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Unconsciously Screamin
Seeing the unseeable,
Filling down the void
Were not what we used to be
Were not really boys
Screaming till our lungs are full
Kicking down the teeth
Were not what we used to be
Were just paranoid
Unconsciously screaming
And whispering at everything she brings
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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Stick To Your Guns
Get a grip on yourself
Get in shape for tonight
Take a look at yourself or your dreams
Youre losing sight
It just aint right, it just aint right
Hey man look at me Im screaming
Are you watching me bleed, are you believin
You got to stick to you guns
Whats right for you aint right for everyone
Aint right for everyone
You got to stick to your guns
Whats right for you aint right for everyone
Aint right for everyone
Too much too soon, too much for you
Every day has a hero, dont it though
Dont let it go
You gotta fight, it just aint right
Hey man, look at me Im screaming
Are you watching the green are you believin
You got to stick to your guns
Whats right for you aint right for everyone
It aint right for everyone
You got to stick to your guns
Whats right for you aint right for everyone
Aint right for everyone
Hey man, look at me Im screaming
Are you watching the green are you believin
You got to stick to your guns
Whats right for you aint right for everyone
It aint right for everyone
You got to stick to your guns
Whats right for you aint right for everyone
Aint right for everyone...
Come along
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Theory of Naas
In times of yore in Ireland
The jokes came thick and fast
About the town of Naas.
They changed the way they said it.
Instead of rhyming Naas with arse
They rhymed it with a face-
Sounds like the queen says 'nice'.
Irish jokers agreed to wipe
Anal-rhyming with old Naas.
Till Joyce-he couldn't stop himself,
Insinuating smarty-arse.
Why did Joyce call the guy Athy
When he could have called him Naas?
On a map of Kildare
Two towns at a glance
Rhyme with what's found
In a character's pants.
Young Dedalus shared a sickroom
With a guy nicknamed 'a thigh'.
'an arse' it could have equally been.
Why not? I'll give it a try:
First thoughts were Joyce were a shy man
Then I guessed his mind too high class.
The truth of it is he was tickled
By the sounds of Athy and of Naas:
Just to mention Athy to an Ireman
Brings on a thought of an arse.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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Give It Up
(young - young)
Oh yeah
Well there be no words of fighting around here
cause nothin dont matter cause it aint clear
Well it could be on a monday
Or it could be even sunday
So if you cant stand the distance
You better disappear
Do I make myself clear
Im ready to rock Im gonna rip it
Ready to rock yeah Im gonna stick it
Give it up give it out
Whip it up all about
Stick it up shout it loud
Come on, give it up, give it up
Give it up, give it up, yeah
Well theres a big storm a howlin around here
And there be no wine no sinnin and no beer
Im gonna aim to fire a rocket
There aint no damn way to stop it
I got a sure fire bullet
To get you outta here
I said do I make myself clear
Im ready to rock yeah Im gonna rip it
Ready to rock yeah Im gonna stick it
Give it up give it out
I said whip it up all about
You gotta stick it up shout it loud
Come on, give it up, give it up
Give it up, give it up
Im going crazy on a wild mans night
Take your pick of anything you like
Give it up
Give it up
Im sitting pretty on the ready to bite
She givin up a bit of cream delight
Give it up
Give it up
Give it up
Give it up
Give it up give it out
Whip it up all about
You gotta stick it up shout it loud
Give it up all around (givin it up)
Give it up, give it up, give it up (givin it up)
Whippin it in, whippin it out (givin it up)
Stick it up, stick it up, stick em down (givin it up)
Give it up all around
Give it up, give it up
Give it up, give it up
Givin it up, stickin it up
Givin it up, givin it up
Give it up
Do I make myself clear?
2000, j. albert & son, pty.
song performed by by AC-DC
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Stick By Me
Stick by me and I'll stick by you
Stick by me and I'll stick by you
My life here on earth would be useless can't you see
If I didn't have you to stick by me
I love you darling and that's no lie
Stick by me and I'll stick by you
When you cry I cry too
Stick by me and I'll stick by you
Friends may try to hurt us
Scandalise our name
But no one (no-one) can tear us apart
You have a place in my heart
I love you darling and that's no lie
Stick by me and I'll stick by you
Remember my heart and love belongs to you
Stick by me and I'll stick by you
When you cry I'll cry too
Stick by me and I'll stick by you
Repeat from "Friends may try to hurt us ..."
song performed by by UB40 from Labour Of Love 2
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Blessed Be Your Name - Hillsong
Blessed be Your name,
In the land that is plentiful.
Where Your streams of abundance flow,
Blessed be Your name.
Blessed be Your name,
When I'm found in the desert place.
When I walk through the wilderness,
Blessed be Your name.
Every blessing You pour out,
I'll turn back to praise.
When the darkness closes in,
Lord, still, I will say:
(Chorus)
Blessed be the name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your name.
Blessed be the name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your glorious name.
Blessed be Your name,
When the sun's shining down on me.
When the world's all as it should be,
Blessed be Your name.
Blessed be Your name,
On the road marked with suffering.
When there's pain in the offering,
Blessed be Your name.
Every blessing You pour out,
I'll turn back to praise.
When the darkness closes in,
Lord, still, I will say:
(Chorus) x 2
You give and take away,
You give and take away.
My heart will choose to say,
Lord, blessed be Your name. x 2
(Chorus) x 2
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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White Supremacist Racist Whore
White Supremacist Racist Whore
Wants interaction
Nothing more
If you think whore's poems lack some class
Then stick you head
Right up your arse
poem by David Keig
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Having a baby dragged me, kicking and screaming, from the world of self-absorption.
quote by Paul Reiser
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Sweet Summer Day
(4.04)
I'm gonna stick by you, everyday
Iwon't let you down now
No matter what they say
I won't let them get to you, no way
I'll stick by you
I'm going to stick by you
Now I know
No matter what tomorrow brings
I won't let you go
I won't let them get to you, Oh no
I'll stick by you
And when the laughter seems to fade away
And Mr Sun becomes a rainy day
Oh it don't matter cause you'll know anyway
I won't let you down
I'm gonna stick by you
I'll stick by you
Going to stick by you, now I know
No matter what tomorrow brings
I won't let you go
I won't let them get to you, no
I'll stick by you, I'll stick by you
I'll stick by you, I'll stick by you
Written and performed by Chris Rea (vocals, guitars)
Bass by Silvan Marc
Keyboards by Max Middleton
Drums and percussion by Martin Ditcham
Transcribed by IITI
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Why Do They Need To Fiddle
Life's a struggle that's a fact,
But that can't be said for all,
Life's billionaires don't give a damn,
Their lifestyles will never stall.
They get tax relief for donations,
That's a fact they try to hide
How much wealth does a person need?
We're being taken for a ride.
They manipulate their tax returns,
While we're on pay as you earn,
They abuse every loophole as our money burns,
Finding more is what they must learn.
So why do these rich celebrities,
Tell us to give more money,
While they make billions every year,
It really isn't funny.
Politicians on the take,
Their expenses are truly ill gotten,
It proves that everyone's a fake,
To the core they are all bloody rotten.
Yet they all dictate what we should give,
Just what gives them that right?
They'll be hypocrites as long as they live,
They don't know the meaning of contrite.
Who are they to lecture us?
As they live their lives of leisure,
A million pounds from each of them,
Would give the starving untold pleasure.
While we must pay our taxes due,
It really is a riddle,
If these bastards are worth so much,
‘' Why do they need to fiddle ‘'
You Wanted The Best
Let's make up or brake up 'cause we've seen better days"
"Yeah they'll have to drag you kicking and screaming off the stage"
"Don't do me favors, don't show your face"
"Don't tell me what to play, it's not your place"
"The fans wanted us to play, we hear and we obey"
You wanted the best
And you got the best
Aah, Aah, Aah,
Aah, Aah, Aah
"Don't give me glances, don't give me sghs"
"Well then, don't give me sweet talk, Pete just testify"
"Hey, you live in fairy tailes, you're just a fallin' star"
"Right, and who died and made you king, just who do you think you are?"
"Everything's gotten way out of hand , but your whis is our command
You wanted the best
And you got the best
Aah, Aah, Aah,
Aah, Aah, Aah
"Everyting's gotten way out of hand, but your whis is our command"
You wanted the best
And you got the best
Aah, Aah, Aah,
Aah, Aah, Aah
song performed by by Kiss
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Death Comes Easy
Death comes easy someone said
Let me go screaming at the top of my lungs.
What do you want from me? ; still screaming.
In a low deep voice, I want your soul.
Trying to move but I'm stuck
I'm looking around, all i see is BLACK! ! !
Crying please please let me go
No you belong to me
Who are you? Why do you want me?
He answers again,
You don't know me, but I know you.
Leave me the hell alone! Let me go!
I feel myself kicking in my sleep
I know what you did and what you thought about,
How? Just let me go please.
I came to make your wish come true.
No No! Just leave me alone.
I feel myself waking up,
Finally I'm awake
Sweating and crying, thinking to myself I'm,
I'm Free
poem by Chelseacrazylove Page
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Spasmolytic
Kicking the (kickin')...habit (2x)
K... K.. Kicking the...habit (3x)
Making time in a low rent high-rise
Downtown!
Downtown... (11x)
Kicking the...habit (4x)
Kicking the (kickin')...habit (4x)
Downtown (8x)
Swirling tastes phornicate rotted meat (2x)
Rotted meat... (8x)
She sits alone in the worry she's created (2x)
In the worry she's created...
Kicking the...habit (4x)
K...K..Kicking the...habit (2x)
Kicking the...habit (8x)
Kickin the habit (2x)
Kicking the (kickin')...habit
Kickin the habit (2x)
No!
song performed by by Deftones
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Pre-Ulyssean Dilemma
Why did Joyce call the guy Athy
When he could have called him Naas?
On a map of Kildare
Two towns, at a glance,
Rhyme with what's found
In a character's pants.
Young Dedalus shared a sickroom
With a guy nicknamed 'a thigh'.
'An arse' it could have equally been.
Why not? I'll give it a try.
First thoughts were Joyce were a shy man;
Then I guessed his mind too high class.
The truth of it is, he was tickled
By the towns of Athy and of Naas.
Just to mention Athy to an Ireman
Brings on a joke of an arse.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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Held Up With Just A Stick
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick,
It seems...
Held up with just a stick,
One's head...
Held up with just a stick,
Their arms and their legs...
Needing to be fed.
And...
Held up with just a stick,
One's pride...
Held up with just a stick,
Two eyes and two ears...
Living poverty so near,
To...
Famish it is clear.
And...
Held up with just a stick,
Hunger.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And those who fight death in their sight.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Pride!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And those who fight death in their sight.
Held up with just a stick,
And...
There's no benefit to it.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Pride!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And living this is NOT a gift.
Held up with just a stick,
And...
There's no benefit to it.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I could be a bit of a pain in the arse. Since I've come out of my cancer, I must say I intend to be even more of a pain in the arse.
quote by Harold Pinter
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I would give relief from the first $10,000 of the payroll tax. I would allow small businesses to accelerate depreciation so they would have an incentive to buy now rather than defer. I would also give to the states $40 billion of relief.
quote by Bob Graham
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Buddha Of Suburbia
Living in lies by the railway line
Pushing the hair from my eyes
Elvis is english and climbs the hills
Cant tell the bullshit from the lies
Screaming along in south london
Vicious but ready to learn
Sometimes I fear that the whole world is queer
Sometimes but always in vain
So Ill wait until were sane
Wait until were blessed and all the same
Full of blood, loving life and all its got to give
Englishmen going insane
Down on my knees in suburbia
Down on myself in every way
With great expectations I change all my clothes
Mustnt crumble at silver and gold
Screaming above central london
Never born, so Ill never get old
So Ill wait until were sane
Wait until were blessed and all the same
Full of blood, loving life and all its got to give
Englishmen going insane
Down on my knees in suburbia
Down on myself in every way
Day after
Day after
Day
Day after
Zane, zane, zane
Ouvre le chien
Day after
Day
Day after
Zane, zane, zane
Ouvre le chien
Day after
song performed by by David Bowie
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I learnt pity, sympathy, and what it was like to be at the other end of the stick. Such lessons can't be learnt in lecture halls.
quote by Lionel Blue
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