12.Education System
ah, our great education system,
like a hollow useless beating drum.
so tall the claims they make,
only few know how good they fake.
making the kids face hardships and toil,
breaking heads while making the blood boil.
what to do? how to do?
shall we try then magic or voodoo?
even then thats shall be of no victory,
the ministry is a corrupt factory.
we have no option but to accept them,
to walk in the mud and let it stick to the hem.
cause its our great education system,
like a hollow useless beating drum.
poem by Harshvardhan Pandit
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Making Love Out Of Nothing At All
(jim steinman)
I know just how to whisper,
And I know just how to cry;
I know just where to find the answers;
And I know just how to lie.
I know just how to fake it,
And I know just how to scheme;
I know just when to face the truth,
And then I know just when to dream.
And I know just where to touch you,
And I know just what to prove;
I know when to pull you closer,
And I know when to let you loose.
And I know the night is fading,
And I know that times gonna fly;
And Im never gonna tell you everything
Ive got to tell you,
But I know Ive got to give it a try.
And I know the roads to riches,
And I know the ways to fame;
I know all the rules
And then I know how to break em
And I always know the name of the game.
But I dont know how to leave you,
And Ill never let you fall;
And I dont know how you do it,
Making love out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all.
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair;
And every star in the sky is taking aim
At your eyes like a spotlight,
The beating of my heart is a drum, and its lost
And its looking for a rhythm like you.
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
Ive got to follow it, cause everything I know, well its nothing till I give it to you.
I can make the run or stumble,
I can make the final block;
And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,
I can make all the stadiums rock.
I can make tonight forever,
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,
And I can make all your demons be gone.
But Im never gonna make it without you,
Do you really want to see me crawl?
And Im never gonna make it like you do,
Making love out of nothing at all.
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
song performed by by Air Supply
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Education Celebration
(An 'Education Week' Rap)
Education, education;
There's nothing quite like education!
It gives you hope and lets you cope
And offers great remuneration.
Education, education;
The path to many a great vacation;
A fancy car and caviar;
A life of fun and relaxation.
Education, education;
Provides a firm and strong foundation
For better lives improved by drive,
By effort and by motivation.
Education, education;
Sing aloud in exultation!
And when you pass that final class
We'll shake your hand in admiration.
Education, education;
Requires a lot of perspiration.
You can bet - a lot of sweat,
And just a pinch of inspiration.
Education, education;
Let's all sing in jubilation!
For, those who strive and have the drive
May someday own a 'corporation'!
Lizzy & The Rainman
(henley / odell)
He came riding in on a sunrise
A hot west texas day
A fancy man in a painted wagon
Some fancy things to say
Looks like you folksll need some water
Well water is my game
For the small price of a hundred dollars
I bet you I can make it rain
So get away all non-believers or the rainll never come
Someone start a fire burning, somebody beat the drum
Some may think Im crazy for making all these claims
But I swear before the day is over your folksll see some rain
They all just stood a staring trying to believe
But there was one named lizzy cooper said he was a lying cheat
She said you call yourself a rainman, well you oughta be ashamed
For starting all these people dreaming thinking you can make it rain
So get away all non-believers or the rainll never come
Someone keep the fire burning, somebody beat the drum
Some may think Im crazy for making all these claims
But I swear before the day is over your folksll see some rain
Oh lizzy, a mans gotta have a dream
And if you can walk on the inside with me
Ill meet you in between
Come with me lizzy
And the starsll write your name
And if you still think Im lying to you
Look yonder here comes the rain
So get away all non-believers or the rainll never come
Someone keep the fire burning, somebody beat the drum
Some may think Im crazy for making all these claims
But I swear before the day is over your folksll see some rain
So get away all non-believers or the rainll never come
Someone keep the fire burning, somebody beat the drum
Some may think Im crazy for making all these claims
But I swear before the day is over your folksll see some rain
song performed by by Hollies
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Political Recall Nov 9th,2012
Canadian politicians like all politicians dread recall,
Whether it's federal, provincial or even city hall,
But how do we get rid of a dreadful useless politician?
And he's absolutely useless other than his/her ambition.
So a system of recall should be inaugurated now,
Though our politicians will try to stop it somehow,
Why does British Columbia have recall and we don't?
And why do they have set-date elections and our system wont?
And if that province can succeed here; why can't we?
There must be a system and somewhere someone must have the key,
Why does nobody mention it; as we get frequently swamped?
As we tolerate more useless politicians and no one will prompt.
poem by James Bredin
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The Red Drum
The red drum beats
when every other drum stops beating
every soul dance to the rhythm of life
from the pulsating ethos of the red drum
the red drum not only beats
when you listen, the red drum is talking
every stony heart has a sheath for a knife
from a gush on the tempo of the red drum
the red drum by nature is sexy
when your heart flutter and in frenzy
every stolen glance from your heartthrob
from the blushes irrigated by the red drum
the red drum is jealous and vindictive
when retrospect’s stab is aggressive
every soft spot, love and pardon flee
from dirges the red drum goes on spree
the red drum you should know is the heart
when in our short lives destiny plays its part
every promise given not to stray our drumsticks
from where we are identified as God’s handpicks
poem by Dela Bobobee
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Making Love
(jim steinman)
Producer for bonnie: jim steinman
I know just how to whisper
And I know just how to cry
I know just where to find the answers
And I know just how to lie
I know just how to fake it
And I know just how to scheme
I know just when to face the truth
And then I know just when to dream
And know just where to touch you
And I know just what to prove
I know when to pull you closer
And I know when to let you loose
And I know the night is fading
And I know the times gonna fly
And Im never gonna tell you everything I gotta tell you
But I know I gotta give it a try
And I know the roads to riches
And I know the ways to fame
I know all the rules and then I know how break them
And I always know the name of the game
But I dont know how to leave you
And Ill never let you fall
And I dont know how you do it
Making love out of nothing at all
Out of nothing at all
Out of nothing at all
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair
And every star in the sky
Is taking aim at your eyes like a spotlight
The beating of my heart is a drum and its lost
And its looking for a rhythm like you
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright
I gotta follow it
Cause everything I own, now
Its nothing till I give it to you
I can make you find your power
I can make you lose your fear
I can make your body do some very magical things
Ill make your inhibitions all disappear
I can make tonight forever
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made
And I can make all your demons be gone
But Im never gonna make it without you
Do you really wanna see me crawl
And Im never gonna make it like you do
Making love out of nothing at all
(making love) out of nothing at all
(making love) out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Watching You, Watching Me, Watching You, Watching Everyone
So this is Great Britain
A green and pleasant land?
The home of CCTV Camera’s
To get speeding drivers banned
So this is Great Britain
The welfare state, & NHS
Great British Institutions?
Some think they’re in a mess
So this Is Great Britain
That once ruled the waves
An Empire and a Commonwealth?
Now issues ASBO’s if one misbehaves
So this is Great Britain
The Mother of Democracy?
The House of Commons and Lords
Ensuring justice & liberty?
So this is Great Britain
Where God saves the Queen
A land of hope & glory?
You can vote at age eighteen
So this is Great Britain
Are the pensioners in poverty?
They’ve never had it so good?
They’re all having a nice cup of tea
So this is Great Britain
A class system breeding inequality
Education, Education, Education?
Needing a dose of political honesty
So this is Great Britain
Still the mother of the free?
The police, council, & MI5
Are watching you or watching me
poem by Gordon David
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Whenever You Feel Like It
I can't catch my breath
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
you're wild, you're crazy
you're not like other people baby
you're a devil, you're a rebel
thats why I need you baby
your keeping my up all night
your making me feel alright
you march to the beat of your own drum baby
you can come to me
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
you're dark, you're stormy
you really do it for me
I'm here, I'm waiting
use your imagination
you're keeping my up all night
you're making me feel alright
you march to the beat of your own drum baby
you can come to me
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
your hearts beating with the rhythm of love
dont stop now i cant get enough
my hearts beating me to death
I can't catch my breath
you're keeping my up all night
you're making me feel alright
you march to the beat of your own drum yeah
come on, come on, come on
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
you can hold me there
you can call on me
you'll be fine with me
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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The Beat
Drum, drum, hear the drum
beating its beat
for what's to come.
It beats like your heart
a steady boom.
It slows sometimes
and then will resume.
And when the drum beats
can't be heard
and your heart no longer
can be stirred,
the silence reaches where you are
because the drum beat
is too far.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Please stop this education
Education is the backbone of a nation,
But in the name of education,
They are grinding our backbones,
They are blending our souls,
They are leaking our creativities,
They making us human robots.
Education to be selfdependent,
To be capable of thinking.
Education to be free,
To utilize my freedom.
But they are binding us.
They are making us to take,
The bollus, they are giving us.
They are making us to feel,
That we are the numb,
We have no feelings,
We can't differentiate.
Please stop this education,
stop this new form of slavery.
Stop selling cirtificates,
Let us to know ourself,
Let us to find out Who we are.
Let us to think a newer theorem of life.
Don't make us a limited company,
Don't make us underdog.
We have powers to do something,
we can provoke newer thoughts,
We can prove ourselves.
Please, let us be man,
With self intelligence.
poem by Kafil Uddin Raihan.
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Lies On The Floor
Making up stories
saying this or that,
reaching for hollow straws
in a hollow straw hat.
Shooting through the straw,
with All your lies,
making your hollow straw pie.
Try and keep all your lying
straws straight,
what lying straw is first
what lying straw is number eight.
Top them all off
with a fake letter,
only you and I know better,
That’s it’s all bogus
and totally a scam,
especially when your talking ham to spam.
Play your way with all your spam
that you baked,
but here’s your big mistake,
something you can’t take,
because I have a crazy 8,
changing the suit for which I take,
and bend your straws and make them break.
FoR your fake straw hat will be no more,
for you’re found out as a lying spam boar.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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I did what I did not to make money but to help prevent the defeat of a new system which had, at great cost, given ordinary people food and fares which they could afford, a good education and a health service.
quote by Melita Norwood
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Many People Hate To Make A Ripple
Not many people beating on their own drum.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Not many people making music they hum.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Cause many people hate to make a ripple.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Many people hate to make a ripple.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Clinging on a moan and a whine all the time.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Complaining to their neighbors and their neighbors don't mind.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Cause many people hate to make a ripple.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Many people hate to make a ripple.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Not many people beating on their own drum.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Not many people making music they hum.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Cause many people hate to make a ripple.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Cause many people hate to make a ripple.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Many people hate to make a ripple.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Many people hate to make a ripple.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Many people hesitate with wishes to procrastinate.
Many people hate to make a ripple.
Bumma dum bum.
Bumma dum bum.
Many people hate to make a ripple.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Beating Of The Bush
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I have this 'thing' about honest and truth.
And those who become offended,
By declaring them too harsh to accept!
There has not been an experience I received,
I regretted with a wish to forget!
And those attempting to live their lives,
In pretense to deceive believing this is not deception...
Will always escape with excuses and alibis to make.
Charading as if...
No one recognizes,
Who is in masquerade.
And who amongst them fakes!
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
An honesty and truth spoken,
From deceivers is rare.
Those who deceive perceive...
Those who are direct and honest,
Are insensitive and do not care!
With a sharing of this mentality...
To those empathetic,
In a keeping of delusions...
Spared from despair!
But I know I'm not the only one...
Who elects to see,
Dishonesty from all people get up and leave.
I can't be!
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.
That beating of the bush.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I confess that for fifteen years my efforts in education, and my hopes of success in establishing a system of national education, have always been associated with the idea of coupling the education of this country with the religious communities which exist.
quote by Richard Cobden
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Nagging questions remain Where is the line between making the most of one's potential and reaching for the unattainable Where is the line between education as a tool and education as a kind of magic The line is blurred and that is why when education fails, disillusionment is so bitter.
quote by Henry Anatole Grunwald
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Stimulation
I have to thank you my love
Before have to fake it take it all
Its all right passion making love
We are alive we are the unbelievable
People like the way I look and the things I say
So drop into the haze and let your body feel the craze
Everybody in the wave can feel the sound cant walk away
I say we need some operation on this timely sterile nation
Your sister is falling down
The system is going up and down
My brain is spinning round
Its all right
I have to thank you my love
Before have to fake it take it all
Its all right passion making love
Do you feel like, you want to?
At 12:05 we come alive and then we all start to vibe
Id like to give you more, Id like to give you more
I believe this fetish nation, will be a world vibration
Let it be your own salvation, its mental masturbation
Your sister is falling down
The system is going up and down
My brain is spinning round
Its all right
I have to thank you my love
Before have to fake it take it all
Its all right passion making love
Do you feel like, you want to?
Stimulation
song performed by by Uranium 235
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Bad Education
Rewrite of Bon Jovi's Bad Medicine
No, there they ain't got a fever
Got what seems to be a permanent disease
It'll take more then the school nurse or PTA committee
To prescribe a remedy
They got loads of money
But it isn't what our kids need
Seems all they ever do anymore is get our little ones
Either shot or knocked up by some overeager teacher
Try to cover this song up
But no way am I going away or letting you silence me
I know
Today's kids got all the symptons
Count 'em 1,4,3
Deny it
But we all know
Today it's all about your greed
Not some desperate kid's need
Hiring sexy young thangs
Got our kids falling in love
Cos they're too darn young to know any better
You got the wrong ones in charge and you know it
When it comes to their learning
You only give 'em a little
Never ever enough
Leave them brainless and on their knees
Begging for a chance at a better life
But never finding none
Cause while you were busy looking the other way
Dealer's got 'em hooked on the drugs
Your teachin' ain't nothin' but bad education
Bad education ain't what today's kids need
All shook up and confused
Led astray by your bad education
Tell me
Why don't you even bother
To try and cure this disease
Nowadays our kids are forced to depend on guitar heroes and druggie needles
Just to be gettin' some attention
Just to be gettin' some thrills
They give in to the pills
Cause of your lazy butt work force
They all got a dirty low down addiction
Leaving a nasty track
To proclaim that your pushing and bullying
Is the monkeys on their breaking backs
No, there ain't no paramedic
Gonna save you from my scolding attack
Not givin' 'em nearly enough of what they need
Too young and pretty
Hiring all those oversexed predators
Can't expect pumping hormones
Not to go falling in love
Too young and innocent to know any better
Screaming
Dying for the answer to a better life
You just let 'em bleed
Give a little
But it ain't nearly enough
Falling begging to their knees
Maybe if you teachers really cared
Our kids would't be attending
Carrying guns
So scared every day
Living their lives as nothing more then useless thugs
Your teachin' ain't nothing but bad education
Bad education ain't what today's kids need
All shook up and confused
Led astray by your bad education
So let's see you try to do instead of just acting the part
Oooh teacher, baby
Cure this disease
Bad, bad education
Bad, bad education
Gotta buy them a respirator
Cause this so called educational system is running out of breath
You're such a cruel defeater
Warped in your old-fashioned ways of thinking
So very depressing
You ask for funds to help with their schooling
All just a ruse
We know
To take what your greed can get
The public don't really know any better
Or they would't be givin' you any more of their hard earned dough
Your teachin' ain't nothin' but bad education
Bad education ain't what today's kids need
All shook up and confused
Led astray by your bad education
Tell me
Why don't you even bother
To try and cure this disease
Ooh teacher
Don't you dare think
We're close to being done yet
Your teachin' ain't nothing but bad education
Bad education ain't what today's kids need
All shook up and confused
Led astray by your bad education
Better teachers and teachin' are the only things that can cure this disease
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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At The Beating Of A Drum
Fear ye not the stormy future, for the Battle Hymn is strong,
And the armies of Australia shall not march without a song;
The glorious words and music of Australia's song shall come
When her true hearts rush together at the beating of a drum.
We may not be there to hear it – 'twill be written in the night,
And Australia's foes shall fear it in the hour before the fight.
The glorious words and music from a lonely heart shall come
When our sons shall rush to danger at the beating of the drum.
He shall be unknown who writes it; he shall soon forgotten be,
But the song shall ring through ages as a song of liberty.
And I say the words and music of our battle hymn shall come,
When Australia wakes in anger at the beating of a drum.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Education!
education, education, education!
every child, regardless of race,
gender, religion, or living status....
deserves the same chance
for a good education!
quit laying off teachers!
lay off corrupt brokers!
lay off ineffective politicians!
give the children a chance!
it will cost us more if we dont!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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