Gentle Man Grows Angry
Gentle Man
Grows Angry
Nasty tan
Wearing Hugo Boss
Sanctuary of lack luster
Cheap candy floss
Banker smells a buster
Chart says whos gives a toss
Rip the bank
Thank too take a minus
Chart says we have loss
I sit in the sink of the tank
of the select think
I wait for the big boss too blink
Like fast I drive
Cross my mind frive
market and bomb dives
Come dine champange bubbles
Big slaughter bonus
Expensive life way supples
Banker says politician join us
Gentle man grows angry
Put gold in your sanctuary
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Boss Of Me
Yes, no, maybe
I don't know
Can you repeat the question?
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
Life is unfair, so I just stare at the stain on the wall where
The TV'd been, but ever since we've moved in it's been empty
Why I, why I'm in this room
There is no point explaining
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
Life is a test, but I confess
I like this mess I've made so far
Grade on a curve and you'll observe
I'm right below the horizon
Yes, no, maybe, I don't know
Can you repeat the question?
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now
You're not the boss of me now, and you're not so big
Life is unfair
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Angry Hills
heaven it shines in the dawn's early light
in a movement out in the brush
far out!
watering graves of the people who read in the book
of forbidden content
tragedy!
in a gentle way hear the angry hills
in a gentle way hear them laughing
imagination under attack for the
pictures I can't even think
i don't even know them
in a gentle way hear the angry hills
in a gentle way hear them laughing
in a gentle way
in a gentle way hear the angry hills
in a gentle way i am laughing
yes i am laughing
i am laughing
yes i am laughing
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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What is loss?
I resent
What loss represents
I resent
What great loss presents
So what’s the fuss about loss?
Waiting!
Debating!
Contemplating!
What is loss?
Something you care about
Taken away from you by force
Creating total unforgivable chaos
Thinking!
Blinking!
Seeking!
What is loss
It is a minus instead of a plus
Hence the unmistakable fuss
Death and sickness build up great grief
Loss brings despair instead of relief
And in loss itself I have no belief
I resent
What loss represents
I resent
What great loss presents
Loss! An inequitable cause
Thrown on you without a toss
So you become very cross
Because in your life you realize, you are never the only boss!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Mr. Banker
(ronnie vanzant -- gary rossington)
Mister banker
Mister please, how much does money mean
Won't you reconsider mister
Won't you do this thing for me
Ain't got no house
Ain't got no car
All i got, lord, is my guitar
But you can have that mister banker
Won't you bury my papa for me
Oh mister banker please
Listen to how that sound
I would not be here on my knees
But hey mister banker
It means so much to me
Oh won't you reconsider mister
Won't you do this thing for me
I told you mister
I ain't got no house
Ain't got no car
I got me a 1950 les paul guitar
Won't you take it mister banker
Won't you bury my papa for me
Oh mister banker please
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Da Bo$$ Would Like To See You
typed by: [email protected]
Dizzle fizzle! Da bizzle! (Boss!)
Tha bling! Tha bling! (Ah ah ah!) [echoes]
Yeah... Uh uh
It's 2002 [echoes]... And whatchu gon' do? (whatchu gon' do?)
I'ma boss up... Ironically speakin' (uh), or it is generally speakin'...
I'm the ambassador, better yet, the PROFESSOR, of G-OLOGY (of G-ology...)
Just bossin' up right now...
Uh uh... Tha Boss would like to see ya (yeah... yeah)
Tha Boss would like to see ya
Bugsy! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Gotti! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Capone! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Soprano! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
DOGGY! First Black with a casino! (Ah ah)
Tha Boss would like to see ya (who me?)
Yeah, I ain't takin' orders no more (Huh-uh!)
Boss Boss... [echoes]
Uh.. I'm tha Boss (ahh!)
It's my house (my house), and I (and I) leave here (yeah, I'm tha Boss)
It's my house (my house), and I (and I) leave here...
Tha Boss would like to see ya (who?)
Bugsy! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Gotti! Tha Boss would like to see ya... (who? who?)
Capone! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Soprano! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
DOGGY! Fist Black with a casino (ah ah!)
Boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss... [echoes til end]
song performed by by Snoop Dogg
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Lets Promote Peace
Can I give u some advice, don't be angry
you can't fight anger with anger,
you can't fight ignorance with hate
you can't put out a fire by throwing fuel on it
true we want peace, so let's encourage peace
laugh, smile be happy, do what u do
dance, sing, be merry
but don't be angry
Don't give in to the terror
don't be like them, don't be angry
Trust me I know, its a disease
it won't go away, and it grows and grows
Yes we will fight, but not with anger
not like an animal, not like that beast
Don't serve that beast
Their is a purpose, a mission
reach out to the heart of others
there must be education, enlightenment
let us promote peace
but don't be angry, let it go
If u were to wash someones heart,
like a stone idol is washed outwardly
the hate will be removed
the soul will be cleansed
dont let the anger sit in your mind
don't let him sit their,
keep that seat; for peace of mind
the calm mind, that will bring peace
within you, and outside of you
poem by Cyprus Jones
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Boss Man
Boss man boss man what do ya say
I gotta get you alone in the mine some day
Boss man boss man turn it around
If you dont look away how can I sit down
Look at this load upon my back
Gotta get this wheel back on the track
I cant hold on but I cant let go
And I cant say yes I cant say no
Holes in my pockets and holes in my shoes
If youre ready for me Im ready for you
The company plan takes all my pay
Got a child in july and another last may
Boss man boss man what do ya say
Gonna get you alone in the mine some day
Push your face down in the coal
cause you got no heart you got no soul
Country lifes the life for me
In ten more years Ill a pensioner be
The younger lad knows when the girls are out
But you might say hes a rural sprout
Boss man boss man what do ya say
Gonna get you alone in the mine some day
Boss man boss man clear the track
Youre gonna tear the skin right offa my back
Boss man, boss man what do ya say
If you cant lend a hand then get outta my way
Itll be murder in the first degree
If you ever lay your hands on me
Boss man boss man pay my rent
A dollar Ive earned is a dollar Ive spent
The company plan takes all my check
For breakin my back and riskin my neck
Boss man boss man what do ya say
I gotta get you alone in the mine some day
I cant hold on but I cant let go
And I cant say yes I cant say no
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Would You Believe It?
One year ago I wished that I
A banker great might be
With a hundred million dollars
And financial majesty;
A mighty Wall Street banker
With a whopping lot of power
And an income of somewhere around
A thousand plunks per hour;
A solid Wall Street banker
With securities in sacks
And with clever men to show me
How to pay no income tax;
A wealthy Wall Street banker
Who raked in cash like hay;
I wished that just a year ago—
And I wish the same today.
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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Why, Why, And Why?
another tree cut down,
another tanker filled with oil.
another book gets banned,
another protest on American soil.
another politician lies,
another banker forecloses.
another family on the street,
another small business closes.
another mill shut down,
another farm goes bank.
another river polluted,
can you put that in your tank?
another child becomes an addict,
another young girl sold like meat.
another old man dies....
dancing to the beat....
why, why, and why?
cant you hear your children cry?
are we too beat down to try?
the eagle spreads its wings...
.........and flies!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Why ….. Boss Always Bann FB FB?
WHY ….. Boss always bann FB FB?
Office time la …work u - work u
FB Friend la call me come u come u
Office work... Boss fear...
.Friends calls come here,
My Mind aare full in tenss
WHY ….. Boss always bann FB FB?
Boss call u work u work u
Frnds call u cum u cum u
B/w both my Mind la stuff u stuff u
Fb without life la.bore u bore u
Y boss can't ……realize …
WHY ….. Boss always bann FB FB?
poem by Ruhi Narang
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Laughter and grief join hands. Always the heart Clumps in the breast with heavy stride; The face grows lined and wrinkled like a chart, The eyes bloodshot with tears and tide. Let the wind blow, for many a man shall die.
quote by Karl Shapiro
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If He Were Alive Today, Mayhap, Mr. Morgan Would Sit on the Midget's Lap
"Beep-beep.
BANKERS TRUST AUTOMOBILE LOAN
You'll find a banker at Bankers Trust"
Advertisement in N.Y. Times
When comes my second childhood,
As to all men it must,
I want to be a banker
Like the banker at Bankers Trust.
I wouldn't ask to be president
Or even assistant veep,
I'd only ask for a kiddie car
And permission to go beep-beep.
The banker at Chase Manhattan,
He bids a polite Good-day;
The banker at Immigrant Savings
Cries Scusi! and Olé!
But I'd be a sleek Ferrari
Or perhaps a joggly jeep,
And scooting around at Bankers Trust,
Beep-beep, I'd go, beep-beep.
The trolley car used to say clang-clang
And the choo-choo said toot-toot,
But the beep of the banker at Bankers Trust
Is every bit as cute.
Miaow, says the cuddly kitten,
Baa, says the woolly sheep,
Oink, says the piggy-wiggy,
And the banker says beep-beep.
So I want to play at Bankers Trust
Like a hippety-hoppety bunny,
And best of all, oh best of all,
With really truly money.
Now grown-ups dear, it's nightie-night
Until my dream comes true,
And I bid you a happy boop-a-doop
And a big beep-beep adieu.
poem by Ogden Nash
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Cheap An Nasty
(coverdale/vandenberg)
Come on baby...
I get so confused,
But, my heart knows youre one of a kind
Leather an lace, an angels face,
Riding on a one track mind
Youre fully loaded with cruise control,
My four wheels rock with your back seat roll
Youre cheap an nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an nasty,
Come on an do the dirty with me
I get so excited, babe, when Im invited
To ride in your limousine,
You drive it every day, burn it every night,
I wonder how you keep it so clean
Smooth accelerator, you get me so loose,
You keep your motor running till I run out of juice
Youre cheap an nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an nasty,
Come on an do the dirty with me
Cheap an nasty
I never knew it could be this way
An I never thought Id ever complain,
But, gimme a second just to catch my breath
Babe, before you do it again
All the boys call your name
Down the wishing well,
Baby, when you go
Youre like a cat out of hell
Youre cheap an nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an nasty,
All you wanna do is give it up, give it up
Cheap an nasty,
Come on an do the dirty with me
Come on an do the dirty,
Come on an do the dirty,
Come on an do the dirty with me
Come on an do the dirty with me...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Sanctuary
I walk the twilight zone beyond the city lights
In search of peace of mind I stole into the night
Tried to hide away from everything that threatened
My existence I showed resistance
Up there big brother's got his tabs on where I go
They tried to force me down a road where I can go
So you imagine, how I left when you said
"Baby, I can understand" touched my hand
You are my sanctuary when I'm in your arms, you take me away
You are my sanctuary when I'm in despair
I reach out and you're always there, you're always there
Beyond the skyways through the lookin' glass I roam
Into the never, never I found a star that glowed
And I descended on my last true wing and prayer
And you were standing there, the one that cared
You are my sanctary when I'm in your arms, you take me away
You are my sanctary when I'm in despair
I reach out and you're always there, you're always there
When there's no escaping and I panic in the night
I can run to you for cover 'cause you'll always make it right
You are my sanctuary when I'm in your arms, you take me away
You are my sanctuary when I'm in despair
I reach out and you're always there, you're always there
break
You are my sanctuary when I'm in your arms you take me away
You are my sanctuary
song performed by by Hollies
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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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Don't You Quit
boss,
don't you quit
loving
don't mind
the pain
i will take
over
this pumping
this beating
boss,
i am your heart
and stronger
than you think
when i was
first shattered
and broken
boss,
look, i have
no hands
look,
i heal myself
sooner
than you
think.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Big Boss Man
(words & music by smith - dixon)
Big boss man, cant you hear me when I call?
Big boss man, cant you hear me when I call?
Cant you hear me when I call?
Well you aint so big, you know youre just tall thats all, all right
Well you got me workin boss man
Workin round the clock
I wanna little drink of water
But you wont let big al stop
Big boss man now cant you hear me when I call? all right
I said you aint so big, you know youre just tall thats all
Big boss man, why cant you hear me when I call? all right
You know you aint so big, I said youre just tall thats all, all right
Im gonna get me a boss man
One whos gonna treat me right
I work hard in the day time
Rest easy at night
Big boss man, cant you hear me when I call? cant you hear me when I call?
I said you aint so big, youre just tall thats all
Im gonna get me a boss man
One thats gonna treat me right
I work hard in the evenin
Rest easy at night
Big boss man, big boss man, cant you hear me when I call?
I said you aint so big, youre just tall thats all
All right, big boss man
Its all right
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A Day in the Fast Lane
Wait a minute
What was this day about?
Going by so swiftly
Like a sail in the sun
Hurried day passages
Flowing into evening's
Gentle whisper's
Time for repose
And gentle reflection
Discussion
Rallying debates
And soft recollections
Collections of the days
Import
Of moments spent
In life altering turns
And acceptance
From far-away Souls
Never mind
When so much has
Happened in fast time
Blink and one misses
The flow of white clouds
Against the sunset's
Paisley sky
And perhaps
Just perhaps
By vagabonds
Like you and i
poem by Theodora Onken
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My Boss is My ' Mınd '.
My boss is my ' Mind '-
I am his only ' stenographer '
But insincere and inefficient;
My boss ever walks on my head;
He is very fast in dictation
Ever agile and sleepless-
He cares not I take down or not-
He has no time to look back
To worry on these small issues!
My notepad is full of hurried scribblings
Which are beyond me even to decipher!
I miss many many but record only a few-
All mutilated and out of context and bruised
But my boss never asks for the draft
Yes, he has no time to look back!
Never he condemns me
But will say ' you are only the loser! '
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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