Tweedle Dee & Tweedle Dum
Words and music by bob dylan
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Theyre throwin knives into the tree
Two big bags of dead mans bones
Got their noses to the grind stone
Livin in the land of nod
Trustin their fate to the hands of god
They pass by so silently
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Well, theyre goin to the country, theyre goin to retire
Theyre takin a streetcar named desire
Lookin at a window with a pecan pie
Lot of things theyd like they would never buy
Neither of them want to turn and run
Theyre makin a voyage to the sun
His masters voice is calling me
Said tweedle dum to tweedle dee
Tweedle dee and tweedle dum
Ill have more than some
They walk among the stately trees
They know the secrets of the police
Tweedle dum said to tweedle dee,
Your presence is obnoxious to me.
Feel like baby sittin on a womans knee.
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Well, the rain beatn down on a window pane
I got love for you, and its all in vain
Brains in a pot, theyre beginning to boil
Theyre drippin with garlic and olive oil
Tweedle dee is on his hands and his knees
Sayin, throw me something, mister, please!
Whats good for you is good for me,
Said tweedle dum to tweedle dee.
Well, theyre living in a happy harmony
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Theyre one day older and a dollar short
They got a parade permit and a police escort
Theyre lyin low and theyre makin hay
They seem determined to go all the way
They run a brick n tile company
Tweedle dum and tweedle dee
Well, a childish dream is a deathless need
And a noble truth is a sacred creed
My pretty baby, shes looking around
Shes wearin a forty-thousand dollar gown
Tweedle dee is a low down sorry old man
Tweedle dum hell stab you where you stand
Ive had too much of your company,
Said tweedle dum to tweedle dee.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Tweedle Dee
Tweedle tweedle tweedle dee
I'm as happy as can be.
Jimminy cricket, jimminy jack,
You make my heart go clickety-clack.
Tweedle tweedle tweedle dee.
Tweedle dum, tweedle do,
Give it up give it up,
Give your love to me.
Tweedle do, tweedle dot.
Gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme all the love you got.
Tweedle tweedle tweedle dee,
I'm a lucky so-and-so.
Mercy, mercy, pudding pie,
You got something that money can't buy.
Tweedle tweedle dee.
Tweedle dum, tweedle do
Give that kiss to me before you go.
Tweedle do, tweedle dot,
Gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme all the love you got.
Tweedle tweedle tweedle dee
I'm a lucky so-and-so.
Mercy, mercy, who needs you?
I'm gonna keep my eyes on you.
Tweedle tweedle tweedle dee.
Oh, tweedle dee, tweedle do.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Tweedle Dee And Tweedle Dum
Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee
They're throwing knives into the tree
Two big bags of dead man's bones
Got their noses to the grindstones
Living in the Land of Nod
Trustin' their fate to the Hands of God
They pass by so silently
Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee
Well
song performed by by Bob Dylan from Love And Theft
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Merry-go-mad
Oh Merry come here
The whispering crowd
For you a dropp of peace will shed
Oh Merry be still
The day will fade
In flowers black in flowers red
Comme-ci comme-ca
Tweedle-da-da
Merry go here
And Merry go there
And Merry go not
Go not to bed
But Merry go up
And Merry go down
And Merry go Merry go
Probably mad
Please Merry please
Stop running around
In dizzy drizzles your blood will reign
Hear me out listen
Stop running about
In dizzy drizzles
You'll lose your brain
Yes tweedle-da-sum
No tweedle-da-di
Merry go Merry go
Probably mad
Hear me out listen
Stop running around
In dizzy drizzles your blood will reign
Hurry to hurri-
In-sa-sa-sane
Hurry to hurri-
To hurri- hurri hurricane
1995.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Rockbird
Some, said the jaybird to the cockatoo, want a commitment from inside the zoo.
Say, hey birdbrain, why be sly? tell me how a rockbird can learn to fly!
Hello joe! whadooya know? I just got back from the animal show! I left my history teacher sitting in the bleachers and got back in time to see the second half of creature features!
Rockbird (pretty boy).
Rockbird (pretty boy).
Fast as light.
Rockbird (pretty boy).
Rockbird (pretty boy).
Meteorite.
Back at the compound they start to get up, looking at the bottom of an empty cup.
Say, hey, they got the tropics with the migratory!
Back to basics, a tweedle dee dee.
I got to get a go-go, get me outa this cage! birdland dancing is all the rage.
I got to get me up there for a birds eye view. its bird walking weather, see ya back at the zoo!
song performed by by Blondie
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The Dance
In Breughel's great picture, The Kermess,
the dancers go round, they go round and
around, the squeal and the blare and the
tweedle of bagpipes, a bugle and fiddles
tipping their bellies, (round as the thick-
sided glasses whose wash they impound)
their hips and their bellies off balance
to turn them. Kicking and rolling about
the Fair Grounds, swinging their butts, those
shanks must be sound to bear up under such
rollicking measures, prance as they dance
in Breughel's great picture, The Kermess
poem by William Carlos Williams
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A Christmas Memory
Pa he bringed me here to stay
'Til my Ma she's well.--An' nen
He's go' hitch up, Chris'mus-day,
An' come take me back again
Wher' my Ma's at! Won't I be
Tickled when he comes fer me!
My Ma an' my A'nty they
'Uz each-uvver's sisters. Pa--
A'nty telled me, th' other day,--
He comed here an' married Ma....
A'nty said nen, 'Go run play,
I must work now!' ... An' I saw,
When she turn' her face away,
She 'uz cryin'.--An' nen I
'Tend-like I 'run play'--an' cry.
This-here house o' A'nty's wher'
They 'uz borned--my Ma an' her!--
An' her Ma 'uz my Ma's Ma,
An' her Pa 'uz my Ma's Pa--
Ain't that funny?--An' they're dead:
An' this-here's 'th' ole Homestead.'--
An' my A'nty said, an' cried,
It's mine, too, ef my Ma died--
Don't know what she mean--'cause my
Ma she's nuvver go' to die!
When Pa bringed me here 't 'uz night--
'Way dark night! An' A'nty spread
Me a piece--an' light the light
An' say I must go to bed.--
I cry not to---but Pa said,
'Be good boy now, like you telled
Mommy 'at you're go' to be!'
An', when he 'uz kissin' me
My good night, his cheeks' all wet
An' taste salty.--An' he held
Wite close to me an' rocked some
An' langhed-like--'til A'nty come
Git me while he's rockin' yet.
A'nty he'p me, 'til I be
Purt'-nigh strip-pud--nen hug me
In bofe arms an' lif' me 'way
Up in her high bed--an' pray
Wiv me,--'bout my Ma--an' Pa--
An' ole Santy Claus--an' Sleigh--
An' Reindeers an' little Drum--
Yes, an' Picture-books, 'Tom Thumb,'
An' 'Three Bears,' an' ole 'Fee-Faw'--
Yes, an' 'Tweedle-Dee' an' 'Dum,'
An' 'White Knight' an' 'Squidjicum,'
An' most things you ever saw!--
An' when A'nty kissed me, she
'Uz all cryin' over me!
Don't want Santy Claus--ner things
Any kind he ever brings!--
Don't want A'nty!--Don't want Pa!--
I ist only want my Ma!
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Poem about Poetry - the bird belting out a poem
twilight amusement
the different IQs
that make their way
to my room
dividing the world
in the form of chirp
chirp, chirp, chirp
twitter, twitter, twitter
in so many styles
and tones and syllables,
some extended,
some short broken notings
as diverse as the blooms in the garden
warbling, twittering, twit, tweedling, chirping
chirping, chirp
the singing IQ chart
try, try, try, you never know
how good you are if you never try
the varying quality bird songs
from the large garden tree
each bird's chirp
a humble contribution
from a little creation
each chirp divides the world
at morn, at dusk
what a delight to the ears, mind
simple short noted twitter
long extended mutli-toned varied tweedle
the varying quality poems
those chirpy nature poems
by celebrity birds
the like of sylvia plath,
and proletarian birds
the like of impoverished citizens
of the world
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Maybe
Maybe far away or maybe real nearby
He maybe pouring her coffee
She maybe straightenin his tie
Maybe in a house or hidden by a hill
Shes sittin playin piano
Hes sittin payin the bills
Betcha theyre young
Betcha theyre smart
Bet theyre collecting like ashtrays and art
Betcha theyre good why shouldnt they be
Their one mistake was givin up me
So maybe now its time
And maybe when Im wake
Theyll be there calling me baby, maybe
Betcha he reads
Betcha she sews
Maybe shes made me a closet of clothes
Maybe theyre straight as straight as a line
Dont really care as long as theyre mine
So maybe now this prayer
The last one of its kind
Wont you please and get your baby
Maybe...
song performed by by Lea Salonga
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Dirty Laundry
I make my living off the evening news
Just give me something-something I can use
People love it when you lose,
They love dirty laundry
Well, I coulda been an actor, but I wound up here
I just have to look good, I dont have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear
Give us dirty laundry
Kick em when theyre up
Kick em when theyre down
Kick em when theyre up
Kick em when theyre down
Kick em when theyre up
Kick em when theyre down
Kick em when theyre up
Kick em all around
We got the bubble-headed-bleach-blonde who
Comes on at five
She can tell you bout the plane crash with a gleam
In her eye
Its interesting when people die-
Give us dirty laundry
Can we film the operation?
Is the head dead yet?
You know, the boys in the newsroom got a
Running bet
Get the widow on the set!
We need dirty laundry
You dont really need to find out whats going on
You dont really want to know just how far its gone
Just leave well enough alone
Eat your dirty laundry
Kick em when theyre up
Kick em when theyre down
Kick em when theyre up
Kick em when theyre down
Kick em when theyre up
Kick em when theyre down
Kick em when theyre stiff
Kick em all around
Dirty little secrets
Dirty little lies
We got our dirty little fingers in everybodys pie
We love to cut you down to size
We love dirty laundry
We can do the innuendo
We can dance and sing
When its said and done we havent told you a thing
We all know that crap is king
Give us dirty laundry!
song performed by by Don Henley
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Verbal Milk
Yeuch!Brother J says yeuuch!Hmmhmmhmmhmm..
[Professor X]
Ahhhh!Straight from the temple of everlasting
ME!P.X.O., and the X-Clan (aww yeah)
Chillin, cleaning the pinkie
Hey Brother J, time for a ride
Put the key, to the ignition, and then..
[Brother J]
Ah yes yes blue, ah come on to go
We're immortals to the portals til the book folds
I'm goin Blackwards to the East, tweedle-dee, tweedle-dum
Fee fi fum to the tribal drum drum
I'm sittin on my temple, just pluckin silly mortals
Speakin peace of mind to my many sons and daughters
Gettin loose, loose, as I release the juice
I'm more into the (?) cause a simple Mother Goose
could never hang with the words, that ever caused the clamor
I'm singin "Raise the Flag" cause I hate the Spangled Banner
Because you can't get with me, you label me enemy
Your comments on the mortal side are labelled as blasphemy
More than I am, puts the taste in the dam
Puts the X in the Clan that puts the brother on land
It's like that y'all, ya don't stop
Because the sight of the Watch is sure to shock
From the beginning
From the beginning is it winning, is it ever?
Unearthly, resistance, forever
You think your thief based system is clever?
It's a simplistic, endeavor
I checkmate, terminate, never late, contemplate
Mindstate is never fake, hesitate you lose
No shoes ever do I kick around in boots
I simply drop the science that just speaks about the (?)
in our nature's, flavor, lacking from the coon
Now our dream for the younger, when will the rover take reign?
Is it a joke or something you can't cope with
Devils keep avoiding, people keep on hopin
for the move and groove, put your dead body in a soothin mood
Don't need no air, no sex, and no food
The tool, is mine, to use - Blackward row
[Professor X]
Ahhhh.. riding the crossroad!
Brother J on the wheel
Sugar Shaft in the back with Queen Nefretiti
Yo J, push it to the full nine
and let's move.. zoom!
[Brother J]
Day two-dark-zero-zero and it circles degree
Brother one makes up a system bring oppressors to knees
I speak a language universal, check on how I use it
Dwellers of this planet, labelled it as music
I come and I go from where the land where the milk flows
Earthbound to mortals what they lack the Brother will know
I'm buildin temples made of MANY dimensions
Illogic and cosmic, are not an extension
Now many many gather and they say, "Bro J;
tell me the direction of the crossroad way"
Up on the down stroke, valley in the middle
On through the thorns as if you could ever figure
Nothin is balance unless balance is irregular
Misplaced, heed chaos to bass
Some talk to doo-doo, and miss the voodoo
I'm like the guru, your baby's doin judo
Why don't you just sit, and contemplate on this
This is much more than your white boy diss
or your fat gold chain, the wash on your brain
The fleas in your system, what then remains
but a science that's deeper than deep, nine the odd
Harder than hard so now the journey to Gods begins
From the blood to the greenest of earth
Elemental is my nature and the strength in my verse
And zeroes who remain in two truth is key
to release us from the shackles Armageddeon will be
It's like that y'all, ya don't stop
Ah Sugar Shaft in the house ya don't stop
Ah Brother J funkin lesson ya don't stop
Ah Paradise architect ya don't stop
Professor X overseer ya don't stop
X-Clan in the house, you don't stop
Blackwatch for the justice you don't quit..
[Professor X]
Ahhhhhh...listen
With a diamond in the back, a sunroof top
A ride called pinkie, and a black boot to the pedal
Pushin us to the full nine
We step to you in blackness, with a gangsta lean
By the way, VANGLORIOUS
This is protected, by the red, the black, and the green
with a KEY, in the ignition, SISSYYYYYYY!
song performed by by X-Clan
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Verbal Milk
Yeuch!Brother J says yeuuch!Hmmhmmhmmhmm..
[Professor X]
Ahhhh!Straight from the temple of everlasting
ME!P.X.O., and the X-Clan (aww yeah)
Chillin, cleaning the pinkie
Hey Brother J, time for a ride
Put the key, to the ignition, and then..
[Brother J]
Ah yes yes blue, ah come on to go
We're immortals to the portals til the book folds
I'm goin Blackwards to the East, tweedle-dee, tweedle-dum
Fee fi fum to the tribal drum drum
I'm sittin on my temple, just pluckin silly mortals
Speakin peace of mind to my many sons and daughters
Gettin loose, loose, as I release the juice
I'm more into the (?) cause a simple Mother Goose
could never hang with the words, that ever caused the clamor
I'm singin "Raise the Flag" cause I hate the Spangled Banner
Because you can't get with me, you label me enemy
Your comments on the mortal side are labelled as blasphemy
More than I am, puts the taste in the dam
Puts the X in the Clan that puts the brother on land
It's like that y'all, ya don't stop
Because the sight of the Watch is sure to shock
From the beginning
From the beginning is it winning, is it ever?
Unearthly, resistance, forever
You think your thief based system is clever?
It's a simplistic, endeavor
I checkmate, terminate, never late, contemplate
Mindstate is never fake, hesitate you lose
No shoes ever do I kick around in boots
I simply drop the science that just speaks about the (?)
in our nature's, flavor, lacking from the coon
Now our dream for the younger, when will the rover take reign?
Is it a joke or something you can't cope with
Devils keep avoiding, people keep on hopin
for the move and groove, put your dead body in a soothin mood
Don't need no air, no sex, and no food
The tool, is mine, to use - Blackward row
[Professor X]
Ahhhh.. riding the crossroad!
Brother J on the wheel
Sugar Shaft in the back with Queen Nefretiti
Yo J, push it to the full nine
and let's move.. zoom!
[Brother J]
Day two-dark-zero-zero and it circles degree
Brother one makes up a system bring oppressors to knees
I speak a language universal, check on how I use it
Dwellers of this planet, labelled it as music
I come and I go from where the land where the milk flows
Earthbound to mortals what they lack the Brother will know
I'm buildin temples made of MANY dimensions
Illogic and cosmic, are not an extension
Now many many gather and they say, "Bro J;
tell me the direction of the crossroad way"
Up on the down stroke, valley in the middle
On through the thorns as if you could ever figure
Nothin is balance unless balance is irregular
Misplaced, heed chaos to bass
Some talk to doo-doo, and miss the voodoo
I'm like the guru, your baby's doin judo
Why don't you just sit, and contemplate on this
This is much more than your white boy diss
or your fat gold chain, the wash on your brain
The fleas in your system, what then remains
but a science that's deeper than deep, nine the odd
Harder than hard so now the journey to Gods begins
From the blood to the greenest of earth
Elemental is my nature and the strength in my verse
And zeroes who remain in two truth is key
to release us from the shackles Armageddeon will be
It's like that y'all, ya don't stop
Ah Sugar Shaft in the house ya don't stop
Ah Brother J funkin lesson ya don't stop
Ah Paradise architect ya don't stop
Professor X overseer ya don't stop
X-Clan in the house, you don't stop
Blackwatch for the justice you don't quit..
[Professor X]
Ahhhhhh...listen
With a diamond in the back, a sunroof top
A ride called pinkie, and a black boot to the pedal
Pushin us to the full nine
We step to you in blackness, with a gangsta lean
By the way, VANGLORIOUS
This is protected, by the red, the black, and the green
with a KEY, in the ignition, SISSYYYYYYY!
song performed by by X-Clan
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How doth the Bee Improve His Salary? - Parody Isaac WATTS – How doth the Bee
How doth the Bee Improve His Salary?
How doth the busy little bee
prepare for flower power,
when honey garnered, daily spree,
will wax, - no waning hour?
The answer’s plain as plain can be,
hive votes for poll_en_dower,
for feathered nests with polity
Reps wait to line their bower...
Those set up in authority
elected seem to scour,
for “cash and carry” not to be
declared, - gold’s welcome shower.
As Tweedle Dum(b) and Tweedle Dee
In, Out, Out, In, they lobby,
when crime’s unmasked, like rats we see
them scuttle, scatter, cower.
Once thought of pristine ivory
a mirage proves their tower,
packed jokers under lock and key
we bankroll though we glower.
Was Weldon’s seniority
well done? the joke turns sour.
The verdict of posterity –
twelve years, repentance dour.
But most escape the legal see,
themselves enrich, empower,
but who, who cast first stone, are we
who fellow-men devour?
© Jonathan Robin 4 December 2005 and 14 November 2006 Parody Isaac WATTS – How doth the Bee
How doth the Bee
How doth the little busy bee
improve each shining hour,
and gather honey all the day
from every opening flower!
How skillfully she builds her cell!
How neat she spreads the wax!
And labors hard to store it well
With the sweet food she makes.
In works of labor or of skill,
I would be busy too;
For Satan finds some mischief still
for idle hands to do...
Birds in their little nests agree
and ‘tis a shameful sight,
when children of one family
fall out, and chide, and fight.
Isaac WATTS 1674_1748 - Against Idleness and Mischief
Parody of Dr. Watts, by an Anti Smoker
How doth the nasty, dirty man,
go smoking every hour;
and spend his money wastefully
on Old Nick’s favourite flower.
How wistfully he seeks his pipe,
how glad he doth it light,
and smokes the foul thing all the day,
and feels quite ill at night.
In shag, bird’s eye, or honey-dew,
his mind is ever fast;
and Satan knows to his he’s due,
for he’ll get him at last.
Author Unknown: Parody Isaac WATTS
How doth the Little Crocodile
How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws.
Lewis CARROLL Parody Isaac WATTS - How Doth the Bee
Another Terc-ish Atrocity by a Sceptical Sufferer
How doth the little Busy Bee
Insert his poisoned stings,
And kill the keen rheumatic pain
That mortal muscle wrings!
Great Scott! It sounds so like a sell!
Bee-stings for rheumatiz?
As well try wasps to make one well.
That TERC must be a quiz.
Rather would I rheumatics bear
Than try the Busy Bee.
No, Austrian TERC, your cure may work!
But won't be tried on me!
PUNCH 4 October 1890 Parody Isaac WATTS - How Doth the Bee
(note :) Turk and Terc... An Austrian physician, Dr. TERC, prescribes bee-stings as a cure for rheumatism
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Dream Police
Words and music by rick nielsen
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me, oh no.
You know that talk is cheap, and those rumors aint nice.
And when I fall asleep I dont think Ill survive the night, the night.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
(live inside of my head.)
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
(come to me in my bed.)
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me, oh no.
Well, I cant tell lies, cause theyre listening to me.
And when I fall asleep, bet theyre spying on me tonight, tonight.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
I try to sleep, theyre wide awake, they wont leave me alone.
They dont get paid to take vacations, or let me alone.
They spy on me, I try to hide, they wont let me alone.
They persecute me, theyre the judge and jury all in one.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me.
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Animals
Im mad...and thats a fact
I found out...animals dont help
Animal think...theyre pretty smart
Shit on the ground...see in the dark.
They wander around like a crazy dog
Make a mistake in the parking lot
Always bumping into things
Always let you down down down down.
Theyre never there when you need them
They never come when you call them
Theyre never there when you need them
The nevere come when you call them down down down down.
I know the animals...are laughing at us
They dont even know...what a joke is
I wont follow...animals advice
I dont care...if theyre laughing at us.
Theyre never there when you need them
They never come when you call them
Theyre never there when you need them
The nevere come when you call them down down down down.
They say they dont need money
Theyre lvinign on nuts and berries
They say animals dont worry
You know animals are hairy?
They think they know whats best
Theyre making a fool of us
They ought to be more careful
Theyre setting a bad example
They have untroubled lives
They think everythings nice
They like to laugh at people
Theyre setting a bad example
(go ahead) laugh at me.
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Gal From Joes
(1939) irving mills, duke ellington
Way down at mister joes cafe
Theyre takin someone far away
And if you hear a song today
Its a sad tune that youll be playin:
Shes leavin and folks are feelin so low
Theyre grievin and theyre consolin poor joe
Gonna miss her song
Gonna miss her smile
Shell be travlin alone down that last long mile
Theyre sighin
With all thei trouble and woes
Theyre cryin cause they all loved
The gal from joes.
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Darknlovely
There is a place
On hearts motherland
Where a people
Die in bantu stands
Manchild at eight
Will face guns of hate
Womanchilds fate
Is life second rate
Just because theyre dark n lovely
Just because theyre dark n lovely
They do a dance
Called mbaqana jive
Rainbow people
Dancin to stay alive
After hours
Party hand in hand
After shebeen
Terror strikes again
Just because theyre dark n lovely
Just because theyre dark n lovely
Just because theyre dark n lovely
Dark n lovely
The whole planets watchin
And the sun God is watchin, too
Hey there botha
Yes, we are watcin you
Spirits can do
Jah will stop this reign
Watch our world turn
To help those in pain
Just because theyre dark n lovely
Just because theyre dark n lovely
Just because theyre dark n lovely
Just because theyre dark n lovely
Dark n lovely dark n lovely
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Reminds Me Of You
A bunch of dead flowers, kept in a vase
And its all that remind me of you
Why do I keep them, well might you ask
Theyre all that remind me of you
Two seperate people, two seperate ways
And I hope they may pass again
Withered and dead like, your love for me
And theyre all that remind me of you
Once fresh and green now no, honey for the bee
Theyre all that remind me of you
A bunch of dead flowers kept in a vase
And theyre all that remind me of you
Why do I keep them, well might you ask
Theyre all that remind me of you
Theyre all that remind me of you
Theyre all that remind me of you
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Russian Roulette
Take it or leave it Ive heard it been said
All this spring fevers just way over my head
Stealing my moments, taking up all my time
Its playing russian roulette with my mind
Its none of my business baby just whats going on
Im not going to wait till somebody throw me a bone
Im way out on a limb now, and nothing seems to rhyme
Its playing russian roulette with my mind
I think that youve caught on, that youve been used and all
Im going down new orleans, Ive got to see dr. john
Got my mojo working everything will be fine
Stop playing russian roulette with my mind
Its not easy baby when everything starts getting out of control
Hang on your hat now, hang on to your soul
Dont worry baby, I wanna throw you the line
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
Too many hustlers, Ive been here before
None of them really know just who that you are
Everything gets contracted and space gets confined
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Germs
Sometimes I really want to be alone
But thats one state Im never in
Because I know that Ive got millions upon millions
Of tiny, one-celled organisms living on my skin
(germs) I rub and scrub until my flesh is raw and bleeding
(germs) but they just come right back
(germs) I cant even see em, but I know theyre up to something
Hey, dont touch that - you dont know where its been
Theyre all over me
Theyre inside of me
Cant get em offa me
Im covered with ... microscopic bacteria
What do they want from me
Whatll they do to me
Theres no escape for me
Im crawling with ... microscopic bacteria
Now if I ever dare to go to sleep
Thats when they start their sneak attack
In the morning I wake up in utter horror
To find my teeth are covered with bacterial plaque
(germs) cant get those parasitic creatures off my face
(germs) and theres more comin every day
(germs) I never said that they could camp out on my body
I wish theyd pack their tiny little bags and move away
Theyre all over me
Theyre inside of me
Cant get em offa me
Im covered with ... microscopic bacteria
What do they want from me
Whatll they do to me
Theres no escape for me
Im crawling with ... microscopic bacteria
Theyre creepin around my shorts
Theyre under the bathroom sink
Theyre ridin inside my car
Theyre swimmin in my drink
Theyre hidin between my toes
Theyre lurkin in every kiss
I got em way up my nose
In every orafice
Im gonna show them whos boss
Im gonna get even yet
Just gimme some lysol spray
Just hand me a moist towelette
Dont tell me Im paranoid
I know that theyre after me
Look under the microscope
See? ?
Theyre all over me
Theyre inside of me
Cant get em offa me
Im covered with ... microscopic bacteria
What do they want from me
Whatll they do to me
Theres no escape for me
Im crawling with ... microscopic bacteria
Theyre all over me
I can feel em all over me
Over every part of me
Microscopic bacteria
I know theyre watching me
Theyre always watching me
Theyre coming after me
Microscopic bacteria
Wont somebody help me
Please somebody help me
Youve got to believe me
Theyre out to get me
They wanna control me
They wanna destroy me
Theyre tryin to kill me
It kind of upsets me
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Girl Cant Help It
If he could hold her, so close in his arms...again
If she could show him
The letter her heart forgot to send...why
Theyre livin dreams on their own
Ooh theyll never stop running
The girl cant help it, she needs more
He hasnt found what hes lookin for
Theyre still standing in the rain
He cant help it, and shes just that way
And when he calls her
She tells him that she still cares
Under the moonlight,
He wonders why she cant be there...why
Why do they go on alone
When theyre missin each other
The girl cant help it, she needs more
He hasnt found what hes lookin for
Theyre still standing in the rain
He cant help it, and shes just that way
The girl cant help it, she needs more
He hasnt found what hes lookin for
Theyre still standing in the rain
He cant help it, and shes just that way
Theres a fire
Ooh theres a fire in his eyes for you
Dont you know she still cries
Ooh do you know she still cries for you
Fire
Ooh theres a fire in his eyes for you
For you she cries
Ooh do you know she still cries for you
Fire
Ooh theres a fire in his eyes for you
Ooh nothing stands between love and you
song performed by by Journey
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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