Cool Boy
There he comes in his noise
To get himself into the cool boys
He carries himself a knife
Neither for killing nor for defending his life
Normally it's part of his swagger
For he is training to be a smuggler
His voice vibrates like a spear
And it always hurt in my ear
He has deep voice and he sounds so loud
Looking at himself he feels so proud
Swag and sag is his new game
Nigger in the club is his new name
He drinks, smokes and deals with drugs
And spends his money to pay for the hugs
He gets his friends after making his plan
But they all run away when his money is done
He keeps on stealing
And keeps on killing
His life on a spoon
We'll burry him soon.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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Killing Andy Warhol
Did you ever see the sun rise up
Above this blackened hole
Did you ever feel that what you wants
Not under your control
Ever think that how you feel
Is not quite what you are
Some of us are satellites
Some are superstars
Theyre killing andy warhol
Hes a saint and hes a thief
Well all die a million times
Thats what I believe
Killing andy warhol
Killing andy warhol
They say the rain in europe
Cools you down and helps you think
Water, water everywhere
Nothing you can drink
Kissing andy warhol
His skin feels like a shark
White hair sits so beautiful
Eyelids are so dark
And Im trying to get ahead
Like any boy or girl
Thered be no dictators anywhere
If I could rule the world
Killing andy warhol
Killing andy warhol
Thats impossible - he got all that money
Adorable - having all that money
Feasable - that its all black money
Its so criminal - making all that money
All I want, is what Id want
But I dont want that now
Theyre dressing andy warhol up
If only thay knew how
Jesus on the neon sign
Turns and starts to laugh
And Im thinking about this oxygen
And how Ill make it last
Killing andy warhol
Hes a saint - yeah hes a thief
Motorways are everywhere
With no clean air to breathe
Killing andy warhol
Killing andy warhol
Till the end of time
Till the end of time
Having all that money
Killing andy warhol
Hes got all that money
And its real black money
Making all that money
Killing andy warhol
Killing andy warhol
Written by : kerr/burchill reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Letting Go
I still hear my voice
It's calling in my head
But if I had only one choice
I'd leave it left unsaid
Unsaid
I try to reach you but my senses got so blurry
And I, try to teach you but my words come out so muddied
And I, if there's one thing that I should let you know
It's go away
But I keep fighting and I'm finding your injustice
It's just killing me (killing you)
I cannot breathe
Just let me go (killing me)
Or this will break me
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing you is just killing me
If I can't have you and the dreams you put inside my head
I would not leave you but I keep you here until our death
You think it's over, there's a gun in my head full of lead
I want to use it but I can't abuse it and that's why
It's just killing me (killing you)
I cannot breathe
Just let me go (killing me)
Or this will break me
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing you is just killing me
What are you waiting for?
You will never get away
What are you waiting for?
You will not get away
What are you waiting for?
You will never get away
What are you waiting for?
You will not get away
(Unsaid)
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing me you just killing me
'Cause killing you is killing me
song performed by by Ill NiO
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Letting Go
I still hear my voice
It's calling in my head
But if I had only one choice
I'd leave it left unsaid
Unsaid
I try to reach you but my senses got so blurry
And I, try to teach you but my words come out so muddied
And I, if there's one thing that I should let you know
It's go away
But I keep fighting and I'm finding your injustice
It's just killing me (killing you)
I cannot breathe
Just let me go (killing me)
Or this will break me
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing you is just killing me
If I can't have you and the dreams you put inside my head
I would not leave you but I keep you here until our death
You think it's over, there's a gun in my head full of lead
I want to use it but I can't abuse it and that's why
It's just killing me (killing you)
I cannot breathe
Just let me go (killing me)
Or this will break me
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing you is just killing me
What are you waiting for?
You will never get away
What are you waiting for?
You will not get away
What are you waiting for?
You will never get away
What are you waiting for?
You will not get away
(Unsaid)
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing me you just killing me
'Cause killing you is killing me
song performed by by Ill NiO
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Mark Of The Beast(666)
Mark of the Beast(666)
Money rules most everyone,
just ask me and you will see.
Even Billy Graham solicits funds,
how else do they do
the crusades...
Money is god(mammon)
ewe can have god or applesauce
money is so nice
with money ewe get applesauce
but money is not nice
murder; killing; and now living
is all tied to the Mark(666)
Public executions will be next
killing people for religion
it will happen soon and never stop
pain is still inside of me but
forgiveness is somewhere near my heart
even now no one cares there is no one
sleeping in the park
they billy club the feet
of the poor at midnite
there is no relief or respite
for those who do not fight
The Mark(666) of the Beast
poem by Charles Hice
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Life And Money
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L IFE IS ALL ABOUT MONEY, THATS THE WAY EVERYBODY THINKS IT IS,
WELL LIFES NOT ABOUT MONEY,
LIFE IS ABOUT LOVE,
YOU DO NOT ONLY GET THROUGH LIFE BY MONEY,
YOU ALSO NEED LOVE AND SUPPORT.
MONEY IS EVIL,
SO WHY IS IT ENVOLVED IN LIFE?
I DO LOVE MONEY,
BUT PEOPLE JUST KILLING OTHERS AND ROBBING PLACES TO GET MONEY..
I JUST WISH PEOPLE COULD SEE LIFE THE WAY IT IS SUPPOST TO BE.
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....... ................$..................$
poem by Ryann Holland
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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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The Sounds
I can hear her heart beat
It seams a little strong
I can hear the things I did wrong
I can hear her thoughts
By looking in her eyes
I can hear her all the times she cried
I can hear the memories
As they echo off the wall
Falling from the pictures down the hall
I can hear regret
Building up in side of me
And I can hear all the things
I could not see
Those are the sounds of a woman leaving
Stronger then the wind in a willow tree
Those are the sounds of a heart breaking
You can't hear it
But the noise is killing me
I should of heard it coming
But I chose to pretend
I should of recognizes that sound
Way back then
But I just wouldn't listen didn't want to all those years
Now the truth is ringing clear
In my ears
Those are the sounds of a woman leaving
Stronger then the wind in willow tree
Those are the sounds of a heart breaking
You can't hear it
But the noise is killing me
Those are the sounds of a heart breaking
You can't hear it
But the noise is killing me
I can hear it
And the silent is killing me
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Alimony
(r. l. jones/w. young/r. higginbotham)
(c) - (f) - (g)
(c) look at this one, look at that one
Tell me do they look like me
All my (f) friends said, dont you worry
Said theyll testify for (c) me
Well, I (g) wonder which of (f) my friends had it in for (c) me
Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me
I dont (f) want six extra children
When aint but two that look like (c) me
Please, have (g) mercy, judge your (f)honor
Alimony is killing (c) me
Please, have mercy, judge your honor
Im as poor as I can be
Aint had money in my pockets
Since way back in fifty three
Cant you cut down all my payment ?
Alimony is killing me
Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me
Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Batman: The Killing Joke
Mark Hamill (voice), Tara Strong (voice), Nolan North (voice), John DiMaggio (voice), Kevin Conroy (voice), Robin Atkin Downes (voice), Ray Wise (voice), Kari Wahlgren (voice)
from Batman: The Killing Joke (2016)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Killing Time
Everybodys going somewhere
See how they stand in line
All complaining their lives are unfair
Too bad for them, too bad for mine
(its the killing time) from now till then
(killing time), not knowing when
Theyre watching me, Im watching them
Standing by the empty mine
(killing time)
Its a killing time
I know it well
Killing time
Until the bell
Too late to change, too soon to tell
And in between, the killing time
(killing time) giving me hell
Up above the stars still shine
Through the poverty and grime
Of the empty streets below
Killing time, nowhere to go
(killing time)
Tell me, brother whats the plan?
Will I be a working man?
And occupy my idle mind
Or kill the time I knew so well
(killing time) giving me hell
Still I can smile at what I see
Soap operas full of vanity
So much wealth and property
Side by side with petty crime
Is that all lifes meant to be?
Commercials full of luxuries
A man has one, a cat has nine
And in between its killing time
(killing time)
Its a killing time
I know it well
Too late to change
Too soon to tell
Still I can smile at what I find
Waiting round and killing time
Bite the bullet
Help me through it
These lunatics will take my mind
Why cant life be more sublime
Than all of this waste and killing time
Killing time
I know it well
Its the killing time
song performed by by Kinks
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Answer The Teary Orphan
Upon killing my family
Did you ever consider the pain you left him with?
Hardly think of the dreams she had?
Did concious blow enough to burn away the cruelty?
Upon killing my family
Did you plan to replace the love?
Or by any chance intend to provide
Life for her to live?
Upon killing her family
Did you plan to her food and education?
Answer the orphan!
poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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3 Leaf Loser
BITING THE HAND THAT FEEDS YOU
LYING TO THE VOICE INSIDE
REACH OUT TO BEG FOR SOMETHING
THIS LIFE IS A LESSON
TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN
FEEDING ON SELF DESTRUCTION
WAITING TO EXPLODE AGAIN
NO SIGN OF RESOLUTION
THIS LIFE IS A LESSON
TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN
YOU DON'T NEED DIRECTION TO FIND YOUR WAY
DON'T YOU LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW AND AGAIN
KILLING TIME
KILLING YOUR MIND OVER MATTER
STOP AND LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW
BEND ME BEFORE I BREAK DOWN
DYING TO BE FREE WITHIN
IT'S NOT HOW YOU'D LIKE TO SEE IT
THIS LIFE IS A LESSON
TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN
FORCING YOUR SELF SOLUTION AS YOU FALL INTO LINE AGAIN
WHEN WILL I FIND THE ANSWERS
THIS LIFE IS A LESSON
TAKE WHAT YOU'RE GIVEN
YOU DON'T NEED DIRECTOIN TO FIND YOUR WAY
DON'T YOU LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW AND AGAIN
KILLING TIME
KILLING YOUR MIND OVER MATTER
STOP AND LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW
FALLING TO THE GROUND
LEFT FACE DOWN AS I RECALL THE MIRROR'S UGLY GLARE
(REPEAT 3X)
YOU DON'T NEED DIRECTION TO FIND YOUR WAY
DON'T YOU LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW AND AGAIN
KILLING TIME
KILLING YOUR MIND OVER AMTTER
STOP AND LISTEN TO YOURSELF NOW
song performed by by 12 Stones
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Money has to be put in the way a club feels it should. If you put money in a new ballpark, that helps to generate revenue so you can spend more money. It should be spent to make the club's operations the best. That will help in the end, and it will mean enhanced payroll.
Proud To Be Loud
Listen up good
I got a lot to say
I know what I want
And I get my own way
I call em as I see em
I dont play by the book
One dose of volume
Thats all it took
Ive seen it, Ive done it
Ive heard it before
Now its my turn
To settle the score
Ill sing it, Ill shout it
Ill say it again
I dont care if they
Never give in cause im
Proud to be loud
Proud to be loud
You know Im proud
Proud to be loud
Well Ive alway believed
In freedom of speech
And Ive always been the one
Who practiced what I preached
Love it or leave it
Ill give you the choice
But itll snow in hell
Before I lower my voice
I live it, I breathe it
I gotta have more
Its full blast
And this means war
The power, the glory
Its callin my name
I wont start to
Play their game cause im
Proud to be loud
Proud to be loud
Im proud to be loud
And Ill never
Turn it down again no!!
Proud to be loud
Proud to be loud
Im proud,
Proud to be loud
song performed by by Pantera
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The One With Heaps Of money
The one with heaps of money his or her friends in numbers grow
And the pauper is the person only the kind of heart wishes to know
And money speaks more of one than words can ever do
And if you are short of money I can only pity you,
That money speaks every language is something you ought not doubt
And those who battle to survive know what the hard life's about,
It is a necessity of life despite what some do say
That's why people to earn money go to work every day
In the poor suburb of the city where poverty is rife
The poorest and the homeless live a miserable life
If they had heaps of money how different life for them would be
That money is most important no need for to tell me,
Why paupers do have few friends no need to wonder why
And those with heaps of money their friends in numbers multiply.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Killers
the group of boys in the computer room
have just finished their game and are
talking about who could kill more cops
in the next round of their noon fun
for hours the boys had sat in front of
a computer - well they meet up each noon
after school to have their killing expedition -
shooting like rambos at renegades hiding
between doors, darkeneed rooms, or sprinting
down stairs as they return equally lethal rounds of firearms
for hours the boys laugh, scream at the top of
their voice, squel, even bang tables when they lose out
to a friend as his points inch up with each fire he executes
that tears into the back of his targets
the amplified sounds of every action
from the stereo makes their heart racy;
they feel they are right at the scene of every killing
they are the real proud killers
in the streets too some policemen
who have just started their work are uneasy
with the news of another serial killer, and a gang of
robbers who have been terrorising everyone from
jewellers to bankers to the society's high flyers
cityfolks are even finding their own homes insecure
'if we can just round them up and hang them? '
one of the policemen lights his cigarette, puffs,
sighs and laughs to his gun toting colleagues
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Earn money
Gran father money
Father money
Mother money
Brother money
Sister money
Friends money
All moneyees are
Others only others...
Don't loves other moneys
On the way of life
Love your money...
Enjoy your money
Earn your won money...
Each every day you and others...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Money Man
(e. king, j. van zant)
This song goes out to all the money men
He drives around in a fancy car
Smokes those long cuban cigars
He dont know how to play guitar
He cant sing but still the pretty girls think hes a star
We play music got families to feed
Aint good with numbers and he knows we cant read
If we get a dollar you know he gets three
It aint hard to figure out its as simple as can be
Dont ask me ask the money man
These boys are livin in a fantasy land
I just keep em on the road so they can pay the money man
Ill be long gone before they understand
My promises are strong like a road made out of sand
I wanna be your money man
My mortgage is picked up by the band
I wanna be your money man
The boys, oh theyre sleepin out in the van
Dont ask me ask the money man
You boys are livin in fantasy land
You signed the dotted line Im takin all I can
Your moneys lookin good in my retirement plan
Thats just the way it is when your playin in a band
Thats my money man down on his knees
He aint prayin but he damn sure ought to be
Hes at a place where money doesnt grow on trees
And all his prison buddies doin more than shoot the breeze
How does it feel no money man
Not too good
What did you do with my money man
Well I a... well a you know a...
How does it feel to be a honey man
Are you sure that your still a man
Aw your dressed up like a little girl
Just shootin the breeze down on your knees
Money man, oh money man
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Money Money Money
Money Money Money
You're just a a thing in itself
But why is it your controlling me
Bit by bit you consume my sanity...
Your not a king but it seems like
Your everywhere...
Money Money Money
You turn myself full of greed......
I know that your a need
But then I'm not contended..
I have more of you
but seems like its not enough.....
Money Money Money
You were just created by man
But then man spare life just for you...
Crime and addiction emerged because of you...
Rich man had enough of you...
But then there the one who had the urge to kill
Just a thing... a money?
How it seems...
Money Money Money
Are you the one who rule our lives
Without you we intend to die?
What made you so important...?
Worship you not even God
Replacing love as our life..
But money as a thing
That can ruin our life!
poem by Mary Joy Lumanog
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Big Money
Big money goes around the world
Big money underground
Big money got a mighty voice
Big money make no sound
Big money pull a million strings
Big money hold the prize
Big money weave a mighty web
Big money draw the flies
Sometimes pushing people around
Sometimes pulling out the rug
Sometimes pushing all the buttons
Sometimes pulling out the plug
It's the power and the glory
It's a war in paradise
It's a cinderella story
On a tumble of the dice
Big money goes around the world
Big money take a cruise
Big money leave a mighty wake
Big money leave a bruise
Big money make a million dreams
Big money spin big deals
Big money make a mighty head
Big money spin big wheels
Sometimes building ivory towers
Sometimes knocking castles down
Sometimes building you a stairway --
Lock you underground
It's that old-time religion
it's the kingdom they would rule
It's the fool on television
Getting paid to play the fool
Big money goes around the world
Big money give and take
Big money done a power of good
Big money make mistakes
Big money got a heavy hand
Big money take control
Big money got a mean streak
Big money got no soul
song performed by by Rush
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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