Cherry Cola
With you hand out the window,
sipping on Cherry Cola.
Man, I despise you.
Your beating on the dashboard,
flashing off your black tatoo,
Man, i idolize you.
There you are puffing away on your white king ciggarettes,
rolling down your window and spitting at the car beside you.
Im riding in a car,
with a canadian rockstar,
kiddo, do you want one puff?
do you want another sip?
Your 32 and wasted,
and i'm still trying to astound you.
cause I'm riding in a car,
with a canadian rockstar.
Theres cuts and scars on your arms,
in pretty little patterns.
your staring in the review mirrow,
And i'm blushing in your smoke.
It's way past my bed time, & mom thinks im home,
But stuff it man,
Im riding in a car,
with one screwed canadian rockstar.
poem by elena Velinsky
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Magic Bus (intro)
a,b,c,d,e,f,g,h,i,j,k,lmno,p
haha, who's a rockstar? i am a rockstar...??hahahaha
(all aboard!)
bye, i love you
say goodbye to the magic bus..??
hahahahaha, somebody open the window
(all aboard!all aboard!)
DaddyX
so if your down the road with us, burn an ounce, take a hit come and go with
us. climb aboard take a step on the magic bus..were goin for a ride.hahaha
(byebye)
5,4,3,2,1...hold on tight
song performed by by Kottonmouth Kings
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Rockstar
Who the hell you guys think you are, rockstars or somethin
Oh Yeah!
Oh Yeah
Limousines, champagne
Get my clothes custom made
I take handfuls of pills
trash my house in the hills
Smash up my cars
Just to give me my thrills
I'm rollin, round the world
Im Gonna do me bout a million girls
Well I break all their hearts
Bringem down to their knees
I do what I want
Yeah I do as I please
I wanna be a big rockstar, yeah
I wanna drive a big black car, yeah
All the girlsll stroke on my guitar
When Im a big rock star
Want my face, on my wall
Want Cameron Diaz just to give me call
Ive been nobodies fool
Gonna die while Im cool
I make all their laws
And i break all their rules
Porno stars
King of sleaze
Dirty movies
Hey look at me
Velvet rope
V I P
Hollywood cowboy
Mamma look at me
I wanna be a big rockstar, yeah
I wanna drive a big black car, yeah
Im gonna push it all way to far
When Im a big rock star
C.C Do it!!
I play for the masses
Sex on the stage
Girls shake their asses
They come taste my fame
Backstage is my thing
So get in the ring
We do anything
Coz here Im the king
I wanna be a big rockstar, yeah
I wanna drive a big black car, yeah
I wanna be a big rockstar, yeah
I wanna drive a big black car, yeah
Who the hell you think you are!
song performed by by Poison
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Your Rockstar
I wanna be your rockstar
the girl that makes you smile
I wanna be your rockstar
That girl that you cant get out or your mind
I wanna be that perfect girl for you
That girl you can show off
The girl you can buy gifts for
Not only on Valentines Day
I wanna be the girl you can take our
Even when I dont look my best
I wanna be your only rockstart
The one you can really talk to, cry to
The girl you can love without a problem
I wanna be you rockstart
The one I dont have to change for
And until i'm right for you
I'll stick to being me
I'll stay my rockstar
The girl that i know best
poem by Danny Smith
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I think I'm a good Canadian, but I'm not the greatest Canadian.
quote by Donald Stewart Cherry
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Riding
IF I should live again,
O God, let me be young,
Quick of sinew and vein
With the honeycomb on my tongue,
All in a moment flung
With the dawn on a flowing plain,
Riding, riding, riding, riding
Between the sun and the rain.
If I, having been, must be,
O God, let it be so,
Swift and supple and free
With a long journey to go,
And the clink of the curb and the blow
Of hooves, and the wind at my knee,
Riding, riding, riding, riding
Between the hills and the sea.
poem by Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
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Rough God Goes Riding
Oh the mud splattered victims
Have to pay out all along the ancient highway
Torn between half truth and victimisation
Fighting back with counter attacks
Its when that rough God goes riding
When the rough God goes gliding
And then rough God goes riding
Riding on in
I was flabbergasted by the headlines
People in glasshouses throwing stones
Gaping wounds that will never heal
Now theyre moaning like a dog in a manger
Its when that rough God goes riding
And then the rough God goes gliding
Therell be nobody hiding
When that rough God comes riding on in
And its a matter of survival
When youre born with your back against the wall
Wont somebody hand me a bible
Wont you give me that number to call
When that rough God goed riding
And then that rough God goes gliding
Theyll be nobody hiding
When that rough God goes riding on in
Riding on in
When that rough God goed riding
When that rough God goes gliding
Therell be nobody hiding
When that rough God goes riding on in
Riding on in
Therell be no more heroes
Theyll be reduced to zero
When that rough God goes riding
Riding on in
Riding on in
Riding on in
Riding on in
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Somebody Might Wave Back
Seven oclock in the morning and Im riding the overnight train
Ive got ten tonnes of luggage but I left it behind when I came
I look at my watch, says september seventeen
Were riding past some place where Ive never been
And Im waving through the window as we go
Somebody says well, hey, what are you waving at?
Well what have I got to lose
Somebody might wave back
Seven oclock in the morning and Im carrying bags under my eyes
Been awake all night, counting the hours to sunrise
(drawing patterns/beating rhythms) on the tabletop
I lift my gaze and my mouth just dropped
Someone waving in the window at me
And I say hey there, what are you waving at?
When he says what do I have to lose,
Somebody might wave back
What do I have to lose,
Somebody might wave back
song performed by by Waterboys
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Riding Through The Storm
The winds of life will blow
Theyre sure to come and go
They meet me at a time when Im calm and feeling fine
But the captain of my soul is always on board
He rocks me in his arms
While Im riding through the storm
While riding through the storm
Jesus hold me in his arms
And I am not afraid of the stormy winds and the rains
Although clouds become high
Jesus holds me while I ride
I find safety in the masters arms
While Im riding through a storm
I have no fear on the raging sea
Knowing jesus is there for me
He can speak to the winds and the wave
And make them behave
All powers in his hand
On sea or dry land
I find safety in my masters arms
While Im riding through a storm
Riding through a storm
song performed by by Donna Summer
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I had done Shrek as a Canadian and I'm very proud to be Canadian, but I knew I could give more to it.
quote by Mike Myers
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The unknown rockstar
He sits in the park
Singing to his own tune
Strumming his guitar to his own chords
The park was rather busy this afternoon
But yet no one seems to see him
As if their life was too busy or important
To just stop and pay attention
To this one guy
Maybe just maybe
Nobody could care about this stranger
This stranger sitting at the park
Well maybe that’s not entirely true
For there is this one girl
Every chance she’s able to go
She comes to the park
In search of him
The unknown rockstar
The guy with no name
With a voice that no words could describe
His talent with a guitar that no one can match up to
He’s an unknown guy
That’s why no one notices him
That is, besides one girl
Who just notices him
As the unknown rockstar
poem by Storm Pedersen
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There is a whole school of Canadian academics, media personalities, and politicians whose definition of a Canadian is a North American who fears or dislikes the United States.
quote by Preston Manning
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However, if we examine the Canadian scene closely enough, we can see signs of this physical and spiritual rot settling into a number of our Canadian urban centres with a troubling spill-over into many of our more rural areas.
quote by Alex Campbell
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Robert Fleming Gourley
There came to Oxford Robert Gourley,
In his old ago his health was poorly ;
He was a relic of the past,
In his dotage sinking fast,
Yet he was erect and tall,
Like noble ruined castle wall.
In early times they did him impeach
For demanding right of speech,
Now Oxford he wished to represent
In Canadian Parliament ;
But him the riding did not honor,
But elected Doctor Connor.
poem by James McIntyre
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You can't arrest me, I'm a rockstar.
quote by Sid Vicious
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There is a Canadian culture that is in some ways unique to Canada, but I don't think Canadian culture coincides neatly with borders.
quote by Stephen Harper
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I was editing Canadian Literature. I didn't want to let Canadian Literature go, so they reached a nice compromise by which I received half a professor's salary.
quote by George Woodcock
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Riding Heat Waves
never riding wild enough
never riding fast enough
never beating waiting time
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Canadian Native Pride
You are a
Canadian native
And that is way you are
Wearing the
Canadian native pride
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Well, first of all the Dominion Bureau of Statistics made a survey in the spring of 1970, which showed that on balance the difference in the cost of living between Canadian cities and American cities was 5 % to the advantage, of course, to the Canadian cities.
quote by Leonard Woodcock
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At The Lattice
Behind the curtain,
With glance uncertain,
Peeps pet Florence as I gaily ride;
Half demurely,
But, though purely,
Most, most surely
Wishing she were riding, riding by my side.
In leafy alleys,
Where sunlight dallies,
Pleasant were it, bonnie, to be riding rein by rein;
And where summer tosses,
All about in bosses,
Velvet verdant mosses,
Still more pleasant, surely, to dismount us and remain.
O thou Beauty!
Hanging ripe and fruity
At the muslined lattice in the drooping eve,
Whisper from the casement
If that blushing face meant,
``At the cottage basement,
Gallant, halt, I come to thee; I come to never leave.''
But if those coy lashes
Stir for whoso dashes
Past the scented window in the fading light,
Close the lattice, sweetest;
Darkness were discreetest;
And, with bridle fleetest,
I will gallop onwards, unattended, through the Night.
poem by Alfred Austin
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