So Any Team As Such
Though Brazil has the class and Brazil has the flair
Who wins the F I F A World cup i can't say i much care
'Tis more about Nationalism than 'tis about sport
So any team as such i do not support.
The top soccer players are paid millions a year
And stories of their greatness we are obliged to hear
Millions in money for just chasing a ball
It hardly does seem for to make sense at all.
When people are homeless and dying of hunger every day
Yet many spend their savings watching millionaires play
For selves, Nation and glory in the World's biggest game
Many find satisfaction in other people's fame.
If the money they spent on creating millionaires
And making small gods of renowned soccer players
Was spent on the people of assistance in need
To a better life for millions that surely would lead.
Brazil has the class and Brazil has the skill
But millions go hungry in poor old Brazil
And 'tis more about Nationalism than 'tis about sport
So any team as such i do not support
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The Great Footballers Of Brazil
Unrivalled for their football skill
The great footballers of Brazil
And though they too have known of defeat
In the World Cup one of the hardest teams to beat
The present World Champions are Italy
The World's best team as most would agree
But in the showpiece of World Football
Brazil have the best record of all
To Italy the 2006 World Champions well done
They were the best and the best won
But in 2010 their title they defend
A hard task of that why pretend
And one of their main threats is surely Brazil
A team known for their football skill.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I've Heard Enough Talk
I've heard enough talk about football though many others have said as much before
Yesterday's game replayed today though one can say we do know the score
'Twould seem to me sport's a diversion from our life problems of day to day
But if that is what makes some people happy then to say the least that seems okay.
I've heard enough talk about cricket one might say far more than enough
In this twenty first century of glorified sports stars so many are doing it tough
Some thirty million refugees in refugee camps of their stories too few wish to hear
The victims of war, drought and famine they know about suffering and fear.
I've heard enough talk about golf and tennis far more than I've wished for to hear
The top players over celebrated they grow financially wealthier by millions each year
When thousands are homeless and hungry for every proclaimed millionaire
So many are doing it so hard in the bigger World out there.
I've heard enough talk of millionaire soccer players enough people them do celebrate
They don't have me to thank for their millions and their egos I do not inflate
'Twould seem to me sport is a diversion from the sadness of the World we live in
Where so many are destined to lose out for the few born lucky to win.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I have a feeling we are going to be world champions, I can't really explain why. Brazil are probably the best team in the world in terms of individual players. But the team with the most gifted players do not always win.
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That Millions Do Live In Poverty
That millions do live in poverty should never be seen as okay
The gap between the haves and the have nots keeps getting bigger by the day
Everyone should have the chance to live happy a home to live in and enough for to eat
There never should be slums and ghettos and never a poverty street,
That millions are born to live in poverty and to end their hard lives in despair
Only tells us if there's a god that god favours the wealthy and that god is not very fair
To leave millions homeless and dying of malnutrition the people condemned to die poor and young
In the refugee camps of the World live the displaced, the poor and unsung,
In the age of celebrity worship the poor in millions multiply
Why millions are destined to be poor don't ask me I wouldn't know why
Even in the World's wealthiest Countries poor people are no longer rare
And millions and millions of have nots in the bigger World out there
And millions are dying of hunger and millions are doing it tough
And millions are displaced and homeless and as refugees living it rough.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Cricket Is Just Another Game
Cricket just like baseball and football and golf is just another game
And though some great cricket players have won Worldwide fame
Cricket for most cricket fans like followers of all other sports
From their life cares is just an escape of sorts
The praises of sports celebrities millions every day do sing
And nowadays sports Worldwide is a huge thing
And those not in some way involved in sport a minority
At least that is how it does seem to me
I've got nothing against cricket I'd like to make that clear
Though on t v and radio so much of it to see and hear
Like every sport for millions of poor people I am aware
A temporary escape from their lives every care
And cricket after all is just another game
Like every other sport it is much the same.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Just Wealthy Whingers
Why do some very wealthy people see fit for to complain
When they already have more than enough seems beyond me to explain
Since to whinge they do not have a reason it does occur to me
That their money is not an antidote for their spiritual poverty
Worth millions in money and assets but it does seem sad to say
That their type more to be pitied spiritually poor in their small way
Like 'tis said much always wants more in their case this does apply
Why some wealthy people crave for more I really wonder why
Not far from their leafy suburb live the poor of poverty street
The homeless and the down and outs who never have enough to eat
Five hundred thousand dollars in yearly profit after tax and they complain for us not a good year
The more some have the more some want or so it does appear
They are just wealthy whingers some are so hard to please
In a World where millions of poor people are dying of hunger and disease.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Also, there are now new laws in Brazil which create incentives for Argentine and Latin American films to be premiered and distributed in Brazil and vice versa.
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Boys From Brazil
Boys from brazil
Champagne
Desert shore
Celebrate
Memorize
Associate lips with the poor
Eyes of the world on you
Boys from brazil
Champagne
Desert shore
What can you say
About anything lost now
What can you say
About stolen things too
Anything stolen
Something is lost now
What can you say
And how fast can things move
Boys from brazil
Fortune of bird in flight
Tycoons and whirlwind
Brings a hush on lovers voice
Eyes of the world on you
Boys from brazil
Champagne
Desert shore
Babies cannot manage
Lust and ambition
Babies only speak and ingenious talk
Badies dont remember
Chance or up in shame
Badies cannot manage crocodiles
Boys from brazil
Gentleman and adventure
Killing hearts and gentle life
Spending money in capitals
Eyes of the world on you
Not just the boy thats crying wolf now
Someone else is screaming up at our door
Not just a body thats crying wolf now
Eyes of the world on you
Taking tracks back
Slip a while back
In forward moves
Boys taking tracks back
Slip a while
Forward moves forward moves
Slip a while
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
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A, B, C to X, Y, Z!
To feed my mind and, to feed your brain!
Brazil and brazil;
But, most people only go to church without reading the Bible! !
And, they always miss the truth as spoken in the Bible.
Some people sleep on feathers and others sleep on woods,
From A, B, C to X, Y, Z!
And like the summer hut in the land of your muse;
But, it is time for us to know the truth.
The attention,
The attraction,
The affection;
But, don't afflict others in the name of hatred!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In Every Way!
how many people are blind?
how many people are deaf?
how many by choice?
perhaps you still have jobs,
homes, food to eat, medical care.
perhaps you have investments,
a way to retire....
perhaps your family is happy,
and well taken care of...
i hope so for you!
millions of people hurting,
millions in need...
millions of children hungry,
millions who cant get an education.
millions enslaved by poverty,
millions left alone....
people with faces and names.
all of these are normal people.
whatever their language, their religion,
their sexual orientation.
all of these are people just like you.
and many of these have families,
just like you!
is it their fault they're victims?
perhaps they've worked their whole lives.
male, female, young, old.....
all people,
with mothers and fathers....
all people....
and no, America is not free.
the news we watch is tainted.
the truth is hidden from us.
killing people around the world
does not make us free....
books are being banned and burned,
prejudice and discrimination are rampant.
we have forgotten we are responsible for each other,
we have forgotten we are all immigrants here.
there are no illegal people,
all people are just people.
freedom demands equality,
in every way!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Don't Tell Me About It I Already Know
Don't tell me about it I already know
That money on bushes and trees does not grow
Yet of it some do have far more than enough
Whilst millions of poor people are doing it tough.
The unequal distribution of wealth seems humanity's shame
For every millionaire hundreds without a penny to their name
Homeless and hungry on poverty street
They hardly would know of the taste of good meat.
So many of life's opportunities denied
Their circumstance of birth their future's for them decide
Of their lives of poverty of varying degrees
In the refugee camps millions of refugees.
Don't tell me about it I know all too well
That millions are living in their earthly hell
Money breeds inequality doesn't that seem unfair
It is a rat race in the big World out there.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Varanda
Siting outside in the varanda
I am enjoying the summer in Brazil
The passion fruit tree is blooming
The bloom of the passion tree is colorful
It is amazing to see it
The palm trees are tall
I can see it
This is a tropical country
This hot weather is beautiful
I could have it all
Year around if I lived in Brazil
But I don't
I live in Canada
poem by Aldo Kraas
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That Tomorrow Is Another Day
There always is tomorrow you hear some people say
But for many tomorrow will me much like today
In the refugee camps of the World thirty million refugees
From war ravaged and drought stricken Countries waiting for placements overseas
In living conditions poor and overcrowded they are obliged to stay
No Country seems to want them that does seem sad to say
Even the wealthy Nations have their own homeless poverty is Worldwide
Due to their circumstance of birth to millions success has been denied
That there always is tomorrow so happens to be true
Though the millions of homeless and displaced better Karma are surely due
Than what life is giving them millions dare not to look ahead
And many far too many only wishing they were dead
That tomorrow is another day with that most would agree
But tomorrow will be like today for those in poverty.
poem by Francis Duggan
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To Be The Best You Can Be Ought To Be Good Enough
There is good in most people and some in their ways kind
And amongst the egotistical greatness is a state of mind
And some very famous people towards humility inclined
But a truly perfect human being in the World you will not find
But to live as a good person is the best you can wish to be
Though with that I feel certain many would disagree
Millions daydream of wealth and fame and it would seem to me
That you will not find many people for to embrace poverty
But to be the best you can be ought to be good enough
In a Human World where millions are hungry, poor and homeless and living and sleeping rough
Always be kind to others and help those of help in need
One of the main causes of human poverty has to be human greed
Life is not an Earthly Paradise and many do live it tough
But to be the best you can be ought to be good enough.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Meaning of Soccer
Soccer is a sport of heart, joy, skills, and Honor. Many people play it for money and don’t really
Care about the sport. A true professional soccer player plays for what’s in the front, NOT the
Back. If the team that’s in the front goes big and then you’ll go big with them. Play this beautiful
Sport for fun and enjoy. Many youngsters look up to big names stars like Cristiano Ronaldo,
Kaka, David Beckham, Pele, and many names. Guess what my friends they practiced so they
Could get where they are now, INTERNATIONAL SUPERSTRS! You want to get there just
Practice hard and in games try harder then what you practiced.
poem by Luis Baires
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So Many Poor Souls And Not Many Who Care
So many poor souls and not many who care
Are doing it quite tough in the big World out there
The homeless and hungry teenagers of poverty street
Are searching in rubbish bins for something to eat
The gap is increasing in the social divide
And millions are Stateless and Homeless and hungry World wide
The victims of droughts and wars and disease
In the refugee camps millions of refugees.
The marginalized are doing it quite tough
On poverty street they are sleeping rough
People should not have to go hungry in the World of today
But such is not the case that does seem sad to say
For one wealthy person thousands in poverty
Those who need far more than words of sympathy
People who look old before they reach their life's prime
To be born to poor parents is their only crime.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Way That You Love Me
It ain't the clothes that you wear
It ain't the things that you buy
It ain't your house on the hill
It ain't the plane that you fly
It ain't your black limousine
It ain't your ninety-foot yacht
It ain't the things that you'll get
It ain't the things that you got
It ain't the money or the diamond rings
Honey i ain't impressed with your material things
It's the way that you love me
It's just the way that you love me
It's the way that you love me
It's just the way that you love me
It ain't your friends at the top
It ain't their fortune and fame
It ain't your heavy connections
It ain't the hollywood game
Ain't famous people or the parties they throw
Honey i ain't impressed with all the people you know
It's just the way that you love me
(in the heat of the night)
It's just the way that you love me
(baby)
It's just the way that you love me
(when you're loving me right)
It's just the way that you love me
(baby)
It's just the way that you love me
(and the things that you do)
It's just the way that you love me
(baby)
It's just the way that you love me
(make me crazy for you)
It's just the way that you love me
It ain't the money or the diamond rings
Honey i ain't impressed with those material things
It ain't the trips to brazil
It ain't the weekends in rome
It ain't the french riviera
You know i'd rather stay home
Ain't the bahamas
It ain't monaco
Honey i ain't impressed
With all the places we go
It's just the way that you love me
The way that you love me
The way that you love me
It's just the way that you love me
The way that you love me
(it ain't the money)
It's just the way that you love me
(or the diamond rings)
The way that you love me
(ain't what you buy me baby)
It's just the way that you love me
(ain't material things)
The way that you love me
(ain't your maserati)
It's just the way that you love me
(your house on the hill)
The way that you love me
(it ain't the parties)
It's just the way that you love me
(or the trips to brazil)
Watch me dancin'...
song performed by by Paula Abdul
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Four years ago maybe we thought we were inferior to Brazil, subconsciously we didn't see ourselves beating them. Now we believe in ourselves, we can be on the pitch with any team in the world and think we can win.
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the Brazil in my mind
where is the last beat?
i should have told you it is somewhere in Brazil,
no, i am not reminded of the soft blue sea
and the white sands
no, it is not the glow of the light in the cottage
on those blackouts of my mind,
you have seen it, somewhere in the pages of the book
that i did not finish
my heart wants to die still in my country
despite its prison bars
but i must give credits to Brazil
whose hands shall caress me with the joys of my imagination
before i die
my heart still utters the word life
despite the
disappointment
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Many Must Grow Poorer
Millions will go to bed hungry tonight that does seem sad to say
And many of them will not wake again for to see another day
The sad fact that many die of malnutrition is sad cause for lament
Whilst billions in war by Governments are spent
Even in the World's wealthiest Nations people live in abject poverty
And the unequal distribution of wealth does seem all wrong to me
The wealthy getting wealthier whilst the homeless of poverty street
Are searching in the rubbish for thrown out food to eat
To have enough of food and shelter should be a basic human right
But millions must try to sleep hungry without shelter tonight
And many cannot feed their families on their meagre take home pay
In an egalatarian World things would never be this way
And many must grow poorer for every new millionaire
And for the hungry millions doesn't life seem so unfair.
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