Idle Pecking (2003)
Little itching, scratching, stabbing habits that ravage our souls
rape our best intentions
we're all angels infected with devils of the mind
ittle pitch forked menaces that keep us in line
bouncing back and fourth through weakened synapses
we're the walking, talking, thinking, breathing, fucking, product of our environment
searching out our next hit
we're highly trained specialists at selfishness
killer creating, combinations of actions & conversations
we're the end & begining
we're alpha and omega
human under ego, above all else
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Im So Sick
ll break into your thoughts
With what's written on my heart
I will break, break
I'm so sick,
Infected with where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss,
Selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
If you want more of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your itching ears
I'm so sick,
Infected with where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss,
Selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
Hear it, I'm screaming it
You're heeding to it now
Hear it! I'm screaming it!
You tremble at this sound
You sink into my clothes
And this invasion
Makes me feel
Worthless, hopeless, sick
I'm so sick,
Infected with where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss,
Selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
Infected with where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so
I'm so sick
I'm so
I'm so sick
poem by cherry Tucker
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I'm so sick- Flyleaf (lyrics)
I will break into your thoughts
With what's written on my heart
I will break, break
I'm so sick, infected with
Where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
If you want more of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your itching ears
I'm so sick, infected with
Where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
Hear it, I'm screaming it
You're heeding to it now
Hear it, I'm screaming it
You tremble at this sound
You sink into my clothes
This invasion makes me feel
Worthless, hopeless, sick
I'm so sick, infected with
Where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so, I'm so sick
I'm so sick, infected with
Where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so (I'm so)
I'm so sick (I'm so sick)
I'm so (I'm so)
I'm so sick (I'm so sick)
poem by Cynthia DeMoines
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It Takes.... (To Be Human!)
it takes sweat,
callouses, bruises,
tears, passion and wetness...
it takes hugs, deep thinking,
the root of anger,
and the bridge of kindness...
dirty feet, dirty hands,
naked hearts,
the stink of bodies...
joining, touching, standing,
falling, getting back up...
cursing, praying, singing,
breathing, fucking, holding close...
smiling, giving, sharing, losing,
giving a damn....
listening, reading, searching,
questioning, believing....
daring, trusting, flying,
sitting in deep silence waiting...
forgiveness walking,
gut wrenching talking,
seeing the beauty living...
touching, tasting, smelling...
you and me...
to be human!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Alpha and omega
Who am I to know
Alpha and omega
Also who am I to omen.
I am simply holding out
The olive branch and
Searching and searching
In season and out of season
To you only to you only
And lo you are with me alone.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Overnight Angels
(ian hunter)
In the heat of the indian summer
Out along the appalachian way
You can hear the sound of the overnight angels
As they pray
Charged by the light of some mariners lantern
Spitting out a cold but triangular spray
Cant you hear the screams of the overnight angels
As they play
Talking to the spirits through a silver curtain
Reaching out beyond the length of the light
You can catch a glimpse of an overnight angel
As he shines
Dancing through the toys of the dead and the living
Laughing at the poets changing their rhymes
Cant you feel the pulse of the overnight angels
Beating time
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels
Children of the junkies led the revolution
Push yourselves over get yourselves there
Someone throw their arms round the overnight angels
Cause they care
Angels dont need no phony religion
Throw them out along with the ethnic nowheres
They will never speak to the overnight angels
They can only stare
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels
Can you hear us can you hear us
Were talking bout the overnight angels angels angels angels
Angels angels angels angels
Angels angels angels angels
Angels angels angels angels
Overnight angels
Overnight angels
Talking about
The overnight angels
(fade)
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Filthy (not yet finished)
I'll show you what pain is.
You'll regret what you've done.
Toyed with me, fucked with me
And now it's begun.
I'll show you what hate is.
It's from me to you.
You dirty old fucking man
You'll be dead when I'm through.
Mommy couldn't fix it...
Daddy doesn't know...
The doctor couldn't fix it...
Now everyone will know...
RAPE!
Please help me, God...
RAPE!
No, not again...
RAPE!
I don't love you, I don't love you...
RAPE!
IT'S GONNA FUCKING END!
YOU'RE NOT MY DADDY!
GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!
YOU'RE NOT MY DADDY!
GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!
FILTHY!
FILTHY!
FILTHY!
FILTHY!
poem by Christine Woodrich
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Ducking karma
The faces I see
when I close my eyes
could be in the hundreds
without lies
Im Talking about the women
I have been with
In the begining
Not looking for love
Then my actions
turned to a adiction
It was like
I was on drugs
I would do whatever
I would say whatever
And I would give whatever
Just to get in
A women's drawls
Searching for
Something physical
Finding it effortlessly
Was probably
The biggest reason
I was negelcting it
Settling for infatuation
Really there is
No justification
For pointless fornacation
Now with closed eyes
Im facing
hundreds of women
Who's hearts
Which i played
Feeling myself
Thinking Im god's gift
To women
Aimlessly pleasing
Uneducated not worried
About diseases
Not knowing I was
Playing right into
The Devil's hand
Hours of sexual bliss
Bringing some women
A life time of pain
Thinking now
About back then
How I use to smile
But really I should
Have been ashamed
Now mature
Thinking about the games
I have played
Has me nervously
Ducking behind
A wall
I have made
Truth be told
I deserve
Any type of
Fall I will take
Just for making these
Selfish mistakes
Im deserving to any of
These women who
Want to hate me
Or play me
That would would
Be the least
Of my worries
Because karma
Will never forget me
poem by Jaycee Wilkerson
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Bad Habits
I seen you walking down the street with another man
Girl youre really shocking
I seen you walking down the street with another hand
Held in your stockings
Boys will be boys and girls will be trouble
And Im a man of bad habits
I seen you walking down the street with another man
Girl I had to have it
Bad habits
Bad habits
Bad habits
You and I we should meet
Yeah, you and I we should get together
Me and you and I should meet
In the rain and stormy weather
Bad habits
Bad habits
Bad habits
No messing around
Nows the time to start
Boys will be boys and girls will be trouble
And Im a man of bad habits
I seen you walking down the street with another girl
Man I had to have it
I know it gets into your brain
Sometimes it dribbles and goes in your veins
I tell you this boys is the same
This boys got bad habits
You and I should meet
You and I we should get together
You and i, you know we should meet
Hey babe, check it out the stormy weather
Bad habits
I got bad habits
I got bad habits
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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You are a product of your environment. So choose the environment that will best develop you toward your objective. Analyze your life in terms of its environment. Are the things around you helping you toward success - or are they holding you back?
quote by Clement Stone
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And Angels
The air from earth to Moon
honey-gold with souls and angels;
our every breath, rich with their spirit;
invisibility is their modesty.
To be unheeded, that’s OK too,
it’s the humility of love.
Angels; and those we call
spirits of another kind.
A harsh duty on those ‘daimons’,
to bring us woes that test us
for our later good. Our curses
mean to them, but duty done.
They too as all the rest
gazing only to their Source;
yet sometimes, sent as messengers;
their message clear, their journey
perhaps joyful with it;
their gaze is now on human kind.
What do they think of us?
Or are they past all thought?
Or, rich in the understanding
of our mortal souls?
Do they, announcing to that Mary
a miracle,
smile as they deliver?
How much do they reveal of Him?
Or do they in that instant
become her own humility?
The air, honey-gold with wonder;
we, breathing angels,
angels breathing us.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Ultimately, your state of mind determines your circumstances. To realize the outcomes you want, it is critical to recognize and experience the transition from our present thoughts, habits, and actions to new thoughts, habits, and actions.
quote by Darren L. Johnson
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Glory Days
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about was
Chorus:
Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Well there's a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a friday i'll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
She says when she feels like crying
She starts laughing thinking about
Chorus
My old man worked 20 years on the line
And they let him go
Now everywhere he goes out looking for work
They just tell him that he's too old
I was 9 nine years old and he was working at the
Metuchen ford plant assembly line
Now he just sits on a stool down at the legion hall
But i can tell what's on his mind
Glory days yeah goin back
Glory days aw he ain't never had
Glory days, glory days
Now i think i'm going down to the well tonight
And i'm going to drink till i get my fill
And i hope when i get old i don't sit around thinking about it
But i probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture
A little of the glory of, well time slips away
And leaves you with nothing mister but
Boring stories of glory days
Chorus (repeat twice)
Assorted all rights, oh yeahs, come on nows, hoots, etc til fade
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Playing With The Wolves
The wolves are out to play when they desire,
This soul needs comfort to state the reign,
Our souls are always the same to conspire.
To revel and seek festivity is worthy of barbwire,
Inside the soul we house a strict after pain,
The wolves are out to play when they desire.
Strength and virtue are to be selected by the choir,
Workers are around us in actions to ascertain,
Our souls are always the same to conspire.
Strong men are never to think the exact attire,
That works well for people to attain,
The wolves are out to play when they desire.
Searching for attributes or names is so entire,
The walking and breathing of men is to abstain,
Our souls are always the same to conspire.
Versatile effects are reselling, reworking with hellfire,
Anything is in the production, in the campaign,
The wolves are out to play when they desire,
Our souls are always the same to conspire.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Silly Girl
I am such a silly girl,
Thinking that he may not care,
Or found another.
He had gotten hurt,
Was the worst of my worries.
One bite from rabies’ infected dog,
Could land the great Saint in the ER or worse...
For that to be the man,
That can make my heart race,
Or clam it down.
It was pumping only by the meer thought of him.
The pacing in my mind wouldn’t stop,
Back and forth it goes not making since.
My scattered mind was trying to answer,
What… Why… How…
More I thought about it,
The more twisted my thoughts become.
I thought it was going to be through,
I was going to talk to him once more.
Then I had a seizure.
Because I was so stress out and,
Worried over him.
All in all I am glad we are talking again and,
Never want to go that long,
Without talking to him ever again.
Because I Don’t Hate Him and,
I will Always Not Hate Him! ! ! ! !
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Miasma
Eyes wide open…
But truly closed…
As to life in the…
Real world…
Seeing only that which…
Shine…
Shame on you…
You heard what your…
Mother said…
Your father and other…
Elders…
Yet…you see not…
An unwholesome atmosphere…
For which you run wild…
Looking …
Right at what is going wrong…
In your life…
Not even thinking twice…
It’s boy this…
Or boy that…
Not concerned with getting phat…
Mom is talking…
You are walking…
One foot out of the door…
Your other foot never reaching…
The floor…
Ear plugged to the phone…
It’s on…
Breathing back to back…
Talking on the fast track…
Boy this…
And boy that…
No worry of becoming phat…
Imagine that…
Some would like to lay claim., .
To the getting phat fame…
Mostly hood dames…
You know…
Those who come and go…
Like Satan in the bible…
Going to and fro…
Eyes wide open…
Hoping you have a demarcation line…
Which would surely be fine…
For you at this time…
Whisperkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Omega Child
From the very beginning
from the very first start
do you know all about Alpha
it's the owner of the one and only part.
And all deliverers came
kept on singing a hymn
they're on their way to research the echo
of the one and only original sin.
Don't stop the fire, call him the Wild,
he was born in a mortal storm
and called the Omega Child.
People, you're the prodigal son,
won't listen to the down below
made of and in a formless form
don't laugh too loud up there
he is the Omega general heir.
song performed by by Zed Yago
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Habits are comforts
To listen to the tunes that
Your ears are trained on,
To look at things that
Your eyes are trained on,
And to tread the way that
Your feet are trained in
Will appear sweet to you.
Habits bring comfort zones.
01.01.07
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Killer On The Loose
Some people they call me jack
Some people they call me insane
Im looking for somebody
And I dont even know her name
I might be looking for you
Wherever you may be
For there is something Ive got to do to you honey
And its between you and me
Now you might think its funny
Or maybe its a joke
But youve got plenty of reason to worry honey
'cause you wouldnt stand a hope
Theres a killer on the loose again
A killer on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
A ladykiller on the loose
Now Im not trying to be nasty
Or Im not trying to make you scared
But theres a killer on the loose
Or havent you heard
Hell be walking around this town
Just about midnight
Yes, thats chinatown
Thats right
Thats right
Now you might think Im messing
Or he dont exist
But honey Im confessing
Im a mad sexual rapist
Theres a killer on the loose again
A killer on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
A ladykiller on the loose
Ill be standing in the shadows of love
Waiting for you
Dont unzip your zipper
'cause you know Im jack the ripper
Now dont wail, dont...
Theres a killer on the loose again
Standing in the shadows
A killer on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
Coming to get you
A ladykiller on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
Standing in the shadows of love
A killer on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
Thats right jack
A ladykiller on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
Standing in the shadow
A killer on the loose again, of love
Theres a killer on the loose again
Oooh
You better watch out
A killer on the loose
Play that back
Check it back
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Old Habits Die Hard
(criston barker, david moyse)
Seems like yesterday my life had begun
As we went through life
Tryin to make it so much fun
And I know that Im still in love with you
Cause youre one bad habit that I cant refuse
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Lifes been strange to me since youve been gone
And its so hard tryin; to say that I was wrong
Now I know that Im still in love with you
Cause youre the one bad habit that I cant refuse
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
You know and I know that you cant live on memories alone
Theres just one memory that Im thinking of
Just one habit that I cant shake off, its you
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
And theres just one memory Im thinking of
Just one habit that I cant shake off, its you
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
song performed by by Air Supply
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Highly Strung
This is the song of little jo
Shes not the girl I used to know
Forever screaming all the day and night
She used to be a diplomat
But now shes down the laundromat
They washed her mind
And now she finds it hard
I know her name
But now she never seems the same
She dont talk to me
cause she cant take no sympaty
Because shes highly strung
Oh highly strung, shes undone
Highly strung
Shes stepping out upon the ledge,
Shes got a gun against her
Shes wired up to blow
The power line
Shes walking out upon the knife
Shell take you to the edge of life
Just like the song,
The pressure is on again
I know her name
But now she never seems the same
She dont talk to me
cause she cant take no sympaty
Because shes highly strung
Oh highly strung, shes undone
Highly strung
This si the song of little jo
Shes not the girl I used to know
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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