Poo Ting Noises
delirious poo ting noises
lips opposite from one another.
talking about bubbles, floating.
humor magical noises.
spice, appearing then leaving
quickly.
musical notes tuned, rubbed
by the silk between,
two pieces of soft rock.
to hear it/is to see it.
to smell the laughter,
is to be
in love, with your whispering,
happy poo ting, fruity flavors.
poem by Is It Poetry
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Happy Little Poo Ting Noises
if i listen to all your voices
plotting juicy gossip
how can i explain insanity to you
unless
you knew you were insane long
before we met
it is true then as
one less voice joined
the others
i heard examples
opposite from one another
about bubbles floating in
humor magical noises
spice appearing leaving
quickly
musical notes tune rubbed
as silk between
two pieces of soft stock
to hear to see
to smell laughter
is to be
in love with your whispering
poo ting small happy delightful favors.
poem by Is It Poetry
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Noises
(ian hunter/tommy morrongiello)
Noises are taking away my freedom.
Noises seem to rob me of myself.
Noises are the sound of mediocrity.
Noises ... to take that ... from out of myself.
Noises are taking away my casualness.
Noises are making me scared.
Big noises are made by big shots.
Some noises should never be heard.
Noises,
Noises,
Noises,
Noises,
Give me noises!
Noises are looking over my shoulder.
Noises are the sound of the herd.
Noises make the planet colder.
Noises are noises that should never be heard.
Noises,
Noises,
Noises,
Noises will destroy me.
Noises ...
Why not join some junky jewels, who wreck the clines on canvas fools
Who take the vapours from the mind. neo nothing. shallow kind.
A ritzy nazi owns the game, he plays at God but that was fame
And music masturbates his mind, and stones get rolled up in the slime
A new york butch becomes a blond, while changing gears while from beyond
Agree to consecrate the music makers have gotta take
Owls with trowels as big as spades, dig down among those sequined graves.
Work out their ages, turn the pages, caught in cages, locked in ages
Media momenta, who can prevent her.
Noises, noises, noises, noises
Did you find a certain street, theyre looking for thoughtless thoughts to preach
The street, the street, theyre not your drain, while waiting in the pouring rain
For your old lady out of work, brought the baby, bet your shirt
Waiting for godot did it, then whats happening the other end - rewards
And gallant knights with blunted swords
Locked away in isolation, trying to figure out why they wanna die
And thats the state of the nation.
Noises,
Noises,
Noises,
Noises, oh, oh, oh.
I love noises!
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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First Encounter - Ting Lik Hung
ting lik hung
yes, even the glance
is calculated
ting lik hung
a towering
Chinese temenggong
(the man was very tall)
met the late leader/banker while working with Holiday Inn Kuching near the former Hock Hua Bank.
The Sarawak Kutien Association has proposed that a road here be named after their clan elder, the late Temenggong Datuk Ting Lik Hung, in recognition of his contribution to the state and nation.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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writing Poetry
writing poetry
stories of love
one happy marriage
sex and the sun
deep pale moon
hot my passion
can run cold as ice
smell the rose
lily is gay
sugar and spice
lilies nice
water stay mirrors death
skipping rocks
breast feed the beast
without baby a day
night loves between each toe
god holds off the devil
wine, drugs death more sex
hurting children is worse than bad
one child can make peace
help her melt all the guns
juices run from the middle
oozes gold rich honey
red puffy lips how they shine
rasins dried in the sun
shinny brass every button
lolly pops are not always pink
red wine draws more dreams
milking the stones
hot melting butter
sucking noises
soft whimpers quite cries
help me sleep
much better
at night.
poem by Is It Poetry
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A Duty Done - 1935
The swallows are back, and I'm tuning my lyre,
For today 'tis my duty to sing
A melodious lay that is graciously gay
To welcome - officially - spring
Ting-a-ling
So let's have a song with a swing.
Bing!
High cockalorum and fal-de-rah, whack!
Young Spring's in the offing! The swallows are back!
To put sense in the song matters little so long
As the lift and the lilt of it ring.
And a mention be made of the wattle-hung glade
Where the blithering birds are a-wing
Ting-a-ling
And the clamorous honey-bees cling.
Z-z-z-ing!
Tho' I'm scarce in the humor, alas and alack!
Ho, merry-down-derry! The swallows are back!
So - officially - Hi! Oh, salubrious sky!
What a dear and delectable thing
To behold such a blue as old Arcady knew
When - er - Strephan or someone was king
Ting-a-ling
And life held nor arrow nor sling.
Ping!
Ah, the fervor is forced; but I mustn't get slack,
Tho' the rhymes may run low, for the swallows are back!
But - privily - oh, my vitality's low,
And a sneer at the season I fling
For I gasp and I wheeze in the weary unease
Of the plagues that the pollen days bring
Ting-a-ling
I'm insipid as second-hand string.
Ring.
Ah, ring down the curtain! I've gone to the pack!
But, a last word in closing: the swallows are back.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Moony Affair
I take you in my arms. O moon.
Crazed. You have become a muse
of a dervish. I hear the noises. Inside.
Beyond perception. I could have swapped
with you. My rage. My skin. My solitary inside.
Becoming a dagger into your heart jumping.
Never falling you said. The evergreens. I
have again failed.The crops. Standing, on the river.
Not crossing the bridge. To meet the spring.
In meadows. May be. Unsaying. Will
it help to know? The words standing behind
the lips? Will you catch the words?
Floating in air, when I am gone with
the clouds. You will keep on repeating I
was here, in your eyes, in your tears.
Moving away in opposite direction will
you look back when dawn arrives?
I will hold you and kiss on mouth.
poem by Satish Verma
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There are certain people within the new government who have a slightly disturbing tendency toward authoritarianism, but there are so many checks and balances that in that way their noises are just noises.
quote by Jonathan Shapiro
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Jabberwocky
Other than the slight ringing in my ears
The only other sound I hear is the
Computers low droning inner gears.
Monotonous sounds that drive me a
Little crazy at times; background noises
That become deafening after awhile
Especially sitting in quietness
Or rather semi-quietness. Still, I’ll
Never get used to these subtle noises.
I think, perhaps, I am a little mad
If that’s possible; I don’t hear voices
Like a bug-house lunatic, God forbad!
I must be nuts though, to sit here alone
Typing jabberwocky verses at home.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Shake That Thing
[Intro]
Yeah!
Well dey a hav some bwoy a gwaan like dem a gal short
(Dem a get caught)
Yuh bwoy a dem mind a nuh too sharp
Yuh dun kno say right now,
Blackshot and Sean-A-Paul a lef dem inna di dark
(Dutty Yeah!)
True to our ways jus gimme di light and pass di dro
Dey gyals a likein pon our flow
Hear what I say now rudebwoy
Di girls nuh waan nuh friars nuh connivers
Watch out let me talk to har den
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama
Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di
Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me
A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey
From di bed an to di matinee,
We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop
It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff
An look pon me, baby put it on me
Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
From yuh step up inna di place, dance just light up
Man dem a run alla dem chase an dem a hype up
Which one, a which one a dem a get it first, fight up
Looks like dem man dey a go up inna di Fight Club
I can ear dem say, gyal yuh body look ripe up
An dem waan play all dey number dem a type up
Waan tek yuh away, but it was me dat she sight up
Sean-A-Paul everyday a get di lovin, well a hype's up
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem waan tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama
Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di
Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me
A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey
From di bed an to di matinee,
We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop
It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff
An look pon me, baby put it on me
Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[repeat until fade]
song performed by by Sean Paul
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The Fury Of Sunrises
Darkness
as black as your eyelid,
poketricks of stars,
the yellow mouth,
the smell of a stranger,
dawn coming up,
dark blue,
no stars,
the smell of a love,
warmer now
as authentic as soap,
wave after wave
of lightness
and the birds in their chains
going mad with throat noises,
the birds in their tracks
yelling into their cheeks like clowns,
lighter, lighter,
the stars gone,
the trees appearing in their green hoods,
the house appearing across the way,
the road and its sad macadam,
the rock walls losing their cotton,
lighter, lighter,
letting the dog out and seeing
fog lift by her legs,
a gauze dance,
lighter, lighter,
yellow, blue at the tops of trees,
more God, more God everywhere,
lighter, lighter,
more world everywhere,
sheets bent back for people,
the strange heads of love
and breakfast,
that sacrament,
lighter, yellower,
like the yolk of eggs,
the flies gathering at the windowpane,
the dog inside whining for good
and the day commencing,
not to die, not to die,
as in the last day breaking,
a final day digesting itself,
lighter, lighter,
the endless colors,
the same old trees stepping toward me,
the rock unpacking its crevices,
breakfast like a dream
and the whole day to live through,
steadfast, deep, interior.
After the death,
after the black of black,
the lightness, -
not to die, not to die -
that God begot.
poem by Anne Sexton
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Noises of Joy
If you want to make noise.
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
Too many backsliders on a ride,
That has driven many right out of their minds.
Too many entwined with crime,
That mankind finds and blinds!
There seems more hopelessness surviving.
More folks who are conniving in slime.
Just to have a pity party with those who tit for tat!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
Too many backsliders on a ride,
That has driven many right out of their minds.
Too many entwined with crime,
That mankind finds and blinds!
There seems more hopelessness surviving.
More folks who are conniving in slime.
Just to have a pity party with those who tit for tat!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
If you want to make noise,
Leave the pity where it's at!
Make the noises of joy.
You'll get a good feeling back!
If you want to make noise,
Leave the pity where it's at!
Make the noises of joy.
You'll get a good feeling back!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
And leave the pity where it's at.
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
If you want to have joy,
Leave the pity where it's at!
If you want to have joy,
Leave the pity where it's at!
If you want to have joy,
Leave the pity where it's at!
If you want to have joy,
Leave the pity where it's at!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Silver Bells
Silver bells
Silver bells
Hear them ring
Silver bells
City sidewalks
Busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air theres a feeling of christmas
Children laughing
People passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you hear
Silver bells
Silver bells
Its christmas time in the city
Ting-a-ling
Ting-a-ling
Hear them ring
Hear them ring
Soon it will be christmas day
song performed by by Carpenters
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Oh No No (feat. Red Rat & Renee Neufville)
(feat. Red Rat & Renee Neufville)[Red Rat (Renee Nuefville)]
Well, it's come the musical ting called
Me wan dat girl de (You don't know)
Oh no (You don't know)
Well, this is Red Rat, and Next
Yeah, it don't fex
(You don't know, yeah)
You see dat girl de
A she me wan sex,Yo
(Oh no oh no)
Yo, me can tell uno sumptin
(Oh no oh no)
Oh no
[Next (Renee Nuefville)]
(Fat ting, pretty fat ting)
Let your love fall on me, yeah
(Skin tight, botty look right)
Just want it over me, yeah
(Ball out, when you fall out)
So let me get into you, oh
(Sweetness come and sit on this)
Tell me when we're through, whoa I
[Red Rat]
She never give it to her
Trust me she on top and me see it from far
Ye no see how she hot ya, she must be a star
Me want what she got because, she have a lot
And trust me she fat
Me want that girl dah
She better be alone
Me need that girl dah
Fe jump inna me sword
Me a go take her way
And carry her home
You hear what me say?
T-Low, wah you say?
[Next (Renee Neufville)]
I said you make me so hot baby
(Oh no no)
Show me what you got baby
(Oh no no)
Do it nonstop baby
(Oh no no no no no no)
What about tonight baby
(Yeah, yeah yeah)
Take the next flight baby
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Roll it up tight baby
(Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Sweet ting, pretty darling)
You're body's callin for me (She fat,eh?)
(I hear a ring, your kitty calling)
And baby it sounds so sweet
(Ribby bump bum rippy bum scump)
You are the perfect size
(Sexy body gal, grind and pull up)
So let me give you the ride of your life, yeah yeah
(Oh, no no)
Callin all botty riders
(Oh no no)
Oh I wanna get inside your
(Oh no no no no no no)
And you're makin' me horney
(Yeah yeah yeah)
When you wind up your body
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Girl you're fat and you're sexy
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
[Red Rat]
Cha, RL, a how she a whine so
Me afeared that she'll mess up my mind so
Yo, she does her big prime time show
No, wouldn't me a prime shy knock
And you know, no recall
Yes indeed, you number who the freak see yo
Get out of line, we're punishing
No got time for breathin'
She have what me want and me have what she need
She must come satisfy me sex scream
[Next (Renee Neufville)]
I say you make me so hot baby
(Oh no no)
Show me what ya got baby
(Oh no no)
Do it nonstop baby
(Oh no no, no no, no no)
What about tonight baby
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Take the next flight baby
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Roll it up tight baby
(Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
[RED RAT] Hey yo tweety
[Next]
Tell me why you're teasing me this way
Wanting you to stay
Could have you all day
Tell me how I'm losing control
Want your body and soul
Got me wanting more
[Next (Renee Neufville)]
I say you make me so hot baby
(Oh no no)
Show me what you got baby
(Oh no no)
Do it nonstop baby
(Oh no no, no no, no no)
What about tonight baby
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Take the next flight baby
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Roll it up tight baby
(Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
[Red Rat]
And that ya say
Oh no
It's not me mean, oya
Can tell uno sumptin
song performed by by Next
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Rock n Roll Mercenaries
(talking, talking - wealth, talking - money, talking - power
Talking - horses, talking - fun, talking - self, talking - power
Talking - diamonds, talking - ego, talking - man, talking - wealth)
(and talking - power) (repeats)
Money is power, power is fame
Chorus:
Talking about rock n roll mercenaries
Soldiers of fortune by some other name
Im talking about rock n roll mercenaries
Money is power, n power is fame
Everything you pay to hear - just listen
Everything to catch your ear - just listen
Whatever it takes, theyre ready to sell
Anything and everything they do it themselves
(chorus)
Young are the victims so easily [swayed/slain]
[as some given are poisoned, all continuous placed]
Our conscience is a load, so heavy to carry, for a rock n roll mercenary
(chorus)
It starts with a game, see how they play
Till all of the laughter is faded away
Its not for the song, its not for the love
Its just for the gold and theres never enough - never enough
(chorus)
Its not for the song, its not for the love
Its just for the gold, theres never enough
(chorus)
(rock n roll mercenaries)
(talking, talking) (repeats out)
Rock n roll mercenaries - ooh, talkin about
Rock n roll mercenaries... (to fade)
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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The Oldest Inhabitant Hears Far Off The Drums Of Death
Sometimes 'tis far off, and sometimes 'tis nigh,
Such drummerdery noises too they be !
'Tis odd — oh, I do hope I baint to die
Just as the summer months be coming on,
And buffly chicken out, and bumble-bee :
Though, to be sure, I cannot hear 'em plain
For this drat row as goes a-drumming on.
Just like a little soldier in my brain.
And oh, I've heard we got to go through flame
And water-floods — but maybe 'tisn't true !
I alius were a-frightened o' the sea.
And burning fires — oh, it would be a shame
And all the garden ripe, and sky so blue.
Such drummerdery noises, too, they be.
poem by Frederick William Harvey
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Oh No No
[red rat] (renee nuefville)
Well, its come the musical ting called
Me wan dat girl de (you dont know)
Oh no (you dont know)
Well, this is red rat, and next
Yeah, it dont fex
(you dont know, yeah)
You see dat girl de
A she me wan sex,yo
(oh no oh no)
Yo, me can tell uno sumptin
(oh no oh no)
Oh no
[next] (renee nuefville)
(fat ting, pretty fat ting)
Let your love fall on me, yeah
(skin tight, botty look right)
Just want it over me, yeah
(ball out, when you fall out)
So let me get into you, oh
(sweetness come and sit on this)
Tell me when were through, whoa i
[red rat]
She never give it to her
Trust me she on top and me see it from far
Ye no see how she hot ya, she must be a star
Me want what she got because, she have a lot
And trust me she fat
Me want that girl dah
She better be alone
Me need that girl dah
Fe jump inna me sword
Me a go take her way
And carry her home
You hear what me say?
T-low, wah you say?
[next] (renee neufville)
I said you make me so hot baby
(oh no no)
Show me what you got baby
(oh no no)
Do it nonstop baby
(oh no no no no no no)
What about tonight baby
(yeah, yeah yeah)
Take the next flight baby
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Roll it up tight baby
(yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(sweet ting, pretty darling)
Youre bodys callin for me (she fat,eh? )
(I hear a ring, your kitty calling)
And baby it sounds so sweet
(ribby bump bum rippy bum scump)
You are the perfect size
(sexy body gal, grind and pull up)
So let me give you the ride of your life, yeah yeah
(oh, no no)
Callin all botty riders
(oh no no)
Oh I wanna get inside your
(oh no no no no no no)
And youre makin me horney
(yeah yeah yeah)
When you wind up your body
(yeah yeah yeah)
Girl youre fat and youre sexy
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
[red rat]
Cha, rl, a how she a whine so
Me afeared that shell mess up my mind so
Yo, she does her big prime time show
No, wouldnt me a prime shy knock
And you know, no recall
Yes indeed, you number who the freak see yo
Get out of line, were punishing
No got time for breathin
She have what me want and me have what she need
She must come satisfy me sex scream
[next] (renee neufville)
I say you make me so hot baby
(oh no no)
Show me what ya got baby
(oh no no)
Do it nonstop baby
(oh no no, no no, no no)
What about tonight baby
(yeah yeah yeah)
Take the next flight baby
(yeah yeah yeah)
Roll it up tight baby
(yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
[red rat] hey yo tweety
[next]
Tell me why youre teasing me this way
Wanting you to stay
Could have you all day
Tell me how Im losing control
Want your body and soul
Got me wanting more
[next] (renee neufville)
I say you make me so hot baby
(oh no no)
Show me what you got baby
(oh no no)
Do it nonstop baby
(oh no no, no no, no no)
What about tonight baby
(yeah yeah yeah)
Take the next flight baby
(yeah yeah yeah)
Roll it up tight baby
(yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
[red rat]
And that ya say
Oh no
Its not me mean, oya
Can tell uno sumptin
song performed by by Next
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Sounds of Life
Goats do make a sound of music,
Every animal sounded like sheep;
May God keep each creature in the air,
In ears of men who talk to women about hearing
And speech, and laughter, and relaxation.
Talking to musical animals kept grace,
Much of the time there is a weapon of brutality
But when this left a sound we found music.
Goats and sheep are alike, their noises feel
To the human soul even as simple.
A sound of music is of the soul, the sheep
Have a small sound, much of the time.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Shake Dat Thing
Shake That Thing"
[Intro]
Yeah!
Well dey a hav some bwoy a gwaan like dem a gal short
(Dem a get caught)
Yuh bwoy a dem mind a nuh too sharp
Yuh dun kno say right now,
Blackshot and Sean-A-Paul a lef dem inna di dark
(Dutty Yeah!)
True to our ways jus gimme di light and pass di dro
Dey gyals a likein pon our flow
Hear what I say now rudebwoy
Di girls nuh waan nuh friars nuh connivers
Watch out let me talk to har den
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama
Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di
Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me
A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey
From di bed an to di matinee,
We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop
It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff
An look pon me, baby put it on me
Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
From yuh step up inna di place, dance just light up
Man dem a run alla dem chase an dem a hype up
Which one, a which one a dem a get it first, fight up
Looks like dem man dey a go up inna di Fight Club
I can ear dem say, gyal yuh body look ripe up
An dem waan play all dey number dem a type up
Waan tek yuh away, but it was me dat she sight up
Sean-A-Paul everyday a get di lovin, well a hype's up
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem waan tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama
Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di
Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me
A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey
From di bed an to di matinee,
We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop
It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff
An look pon me, baby put it on me
Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny
[Chorus]
Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn'
An I been watchin' you shake dat ting
Man dem a try, dem a get deny
Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting
Girl it is mine, a long time me a line
An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing
[repeat until fade]
"Shout (Street Respect)"
[Intro]
Hear you shout
Dutty then a tell them once again yow!
Sly them a tell them once again hey yow!
Sean Paul and we a tell them once again
Taxi haffi set the new trend
Yow!
[Verse 1]
Kick up the bass up and make I bun up the place up
Make i pick up the pace up and make them wine up them waist up
We them want fi erase up but we style them embrace up
But them cant stop the music so great up weh we create up
Me say year onto year me haffi a tell them straight up
Man a no punk
Man a no fool
Definite we sent no bait up
Unu fi listen to the lyrics pon de riddim weh we state up
If you love how we sound let me see you hand then wave up
[Chorus]
Cho
Me want fi hear you shout shout shout
From you love the lyrics coming out me mouth mouth mouth
No doubt we got the street respect
And you know say that it never counterfeit yet
Vibes weh you get
[x2]
[Verse 2]
We block it and rock it and make them just cant forgot it
When we chat it we lock it and now we see them a follow back it
Then want fi copycat it but we a top a top it
Them no want fi see we clock it neither fi see we chop it
Them use it and fuse that a de history of we music
When we fan them a choose it should never let them abuse it
Them a try fi confuse it like them want fi lose it
But all weh them a gwaan we still deh ya boost it
Just turn up the treble and the bass make it play
Party non-stop from a night till day
And no matter weh the hypocrite and critic them a say
Reggae music deh ya fi stay
Weh me go so then
[Chorus]
Cho
Me want fi hear you shout shout shout
From you love the lyrics coming out me mouth mouth mouth
No doubt we got the street respect
And you know say that it never counterfeit yet
Vibes weh you get
[X2]
[Repeat all]
song performed by by Sean Paul
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Bells of Hell
The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me:
And the little devils how they sing-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me.
O death, where is thy sting-a-ling-a-ling,
O Grave, thy victor-ee?
The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling,
For you but not for me.
poem by Anonymous Americas
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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The Bells of Hell
The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me:
And the little devils how they sing-a-ling-a-ling
For you but not for me.
O death, where is thy sting-a-ling-a-ling,
O Grave, thy victor-ee?
The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling,
For you but not for me.