The Wok
Into the Wok I drive tonight
Down into the heart of the balmy city
As I drive a voice comes on the radio and says:
'The Wok has been crowned food capital of the North Coast'
Afterwards, I reflect on what the radio announcer said
I have just finished a meal of snapper and prawns
I resolve that the Wok should be crowned 'food paradise'
That should become law
poem by Scott Mcdonald

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Summer '79
Our last day of summer, 1979.
Gotta live it up one time before it's over.
We will make history tonight.
Out at the drive-in
all of our closest friends will be sneaking in.
You'll be spending your whole night
trying everything you can to get that girl to notice you.
"We are the Champions" playing loud on the radio station.
Everyone sing with these anthems of our generation.
Cruising down Pacific Coast Highway,
put the top down, crawl into the backseat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
Down at the roller rink
all the cool kids crowding around the air-hockey table.
"Hey, my best friend likes you!"
I hear you shout at me as you go skating by.
"We are the Champions" playing loud on the radio station.
Everyone sing with these anthems of our generation.
Cruising down Pacific Coast Highway,
put the top down, crawl into the backseat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
Sneak out of your window darling.
Let's live like outlaws honey.
We'll never look back.
Climb out on this rooftop.
And stare at the city lights below us.
This world belongs to us tonight.
The kids will keep raging on and they ain't ever gonna stop.
"We are the Champions" playing loud on the radio station.
Everyone sing with these anthems of our generation.
Cruising down Pacific Coast Highway,
put the top down, crawl into the backseat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
"We are the Champions" playing loud on the radio station.
Everyone sing with these anthems of our generation.
Cruising down Pacific Coast Highway,
pu the top down, crawl into the backseat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
song performed by by Ataris

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Raised On Radio
Stagger lee, can you do the locomotion
Lucille I hear you knocking but you cant come in
Rockin robin, c.c rider,
A rama lama ding dong
Let the good times roll
My sweet sixteen
Im maybelline
The great pretender
Returned to sender
I wonder why fools fall in love
Yeah, louie, louie, loves drive-in movies.
Johnny angel rocks around the clock
Mister d.j. make a dedication
Cause Im all shook up over peggy sue
Im mister blue,
The hits keep rockin station to station
In the midnight hour in the sea of love
My turtle dove.
When I found my thrill, on blue berry hill,
We wrote love letters in the sand.
Be bop a lu la,
She loved me tender.
Jungle lion sleeps tonight
Radio, radio
Were all raised on radio, radio
I love my radio
Radio, radio,
Radio, radio
song performed by by Journey

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Drive Me Wild
Ooh, look at me, I'm a Cadillac
I'm a brand new convertible child
I've never been driven baby, U're the first
Come on baby, drive me wild ... ooh
Ooh, look at me, I'm a telephone
Whatever U want, just dial
Come on honey, please, it's so easy
Do it baby, drive me wild
CHORUS:
Come on baby, do it, drive me wild
Do it baby, drive me wild
Come on baby, do it, drive me wild
Do it baby, drive me wild
Ooh, look at me, I'm a radio
Call me up, make a request
I'll do anything, just name it
When I'm bad, baby, I'm the best
CHORUS
Ooh
Ooh, look at me, I'm a baby doll
Just pick me up and I'll smile
I may be young but I'm a whole lotta fun
Come on, baby, drive me wild
CHORUS
Ooh, do it, drive me wild
Come on baby, drive me wild
Ooh, do it, drive me wild
Come on baby, drive me wild
Drive me wild, drive me wild
song performed by by Prince

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Overweight with Food
Are you just a tub of lard and
Vastly overweight?
Do you think that when you die you'll
Need a piano crate
To act as coffin for your frame? -
Chosen as you die in shame, with
Only you to take the blame
For years of eating much the same:
A daily calorific fest
Gourmands of your ilk digest!
Is your heart in final fling and
Nearly set to burst?
Are your arteries bunged and clogged and
Feeling now the worst
For wear? - your aneurysm fit to blow
While blood as thick as rising dough
Cries 'Halt! ' to any hope of flow:
A dreadful state to put on show
In front of any nurse!
Best you hail a hearse.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
poem by Mark R Slaughter

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Radio Romance
(john duarte/mark paul)
I see you baby
Every single day
Holding on to my best friend
But you dont see me
So I make the same request now
Every single night
Going out from me to you
On the dedication line
I wonder if youre listening
To the words that keep me wishing
That one day Ill be kissing you
Wo wo wo
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio romance
My secret admiration
I wont reveal
I wouldnt want to hurt no one
By tellin how I feel
The dj knows my voice now
He even knows my choice now
He never says my name
He just says from the one
Who loves you baby
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio romance
One night youll hear a song
And then youll know just who its from
(rap) I see you baby, every single day
Holding on to my best friend
But you dont see me
I wonder if youre listening
To the words that keep me wishing
That one day Ill be kissing you
Wo wo wo
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio radio romance
Radio romance
song performed by by Tiffany

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Radio #1
If you need some fun
Some good stereo gum
Radio #1
Brand new ears at once
Eject musical trash
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
We love
Melancholy snipers
Well become
Flower gun users
We request
Funeral of sadness
We play
The shade destroyers
If you need some fun
Some good stereo gum
Radio #1
Brand new ears at once
Eject musical trash
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
Radio #1
song performed by by Air

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Taxi Suite (excerpt: 1. After Anacreon)
When I drive cab
I am moved by strange whistles and wear a hat
When I drive cab
I am the hunter. My prey leaps out from where it
hid, beguiling me with gestures
When I drive cab
all may command me, yet I am in command of all who do
When I drive cab
I am guided by voices descending from the naked air
When I drive cab
A revelation of movement comes to me. They wake now.
Now they want to work or look around. Now they want
drunkenness and heavy food. Now they contrive to love.
When I drive cab
I bring the sailor home from the sea. In the back of
my car he fingers the pelt of his maiden
When I drive cab
I watch for stragglers in the urban order of things.
When I drive cab
I end the only lit and waitful things in miles of
darkened houses
Syrup Sponge
Pour a pint of cream
Upon my spongy bulge!
Scoop me with a
Hefty spoon;
Taste my essence -
Do you swoon?
Feed your self-esteem; indulge
In me until you burst -
Death by syrup sponge - you're cursed!
And as the count in inches gain
Upon your weary waist, the strain
Will tell, but you'll not care -
Steeped in sponge, you're unaware!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter

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Fun Tonight: The Early Years
(hues / feldman)
Deep in the world tonight
Our heart beats safe and sound
Let those who want to fight
Just let yourself go down
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody wang chung tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody gotta hold so tight
Everybody loves someone
Everybody have fun
Well dance in every room
Well dance out in the snow
Ill hold you so close
Everyone, lets go
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody be one tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Wanna go out with your friends tonight
Everybody gotta feel all right
Everybody have fun
Ill drive a million miles
To be with you tonight
So if youre feeling low
Turn up the radio
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Gonna get someone tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody gonna find someone
Gotta dance on the moon and the sun
Gotta have some good time fun
And everybody
Everybody have fun tonight
Everyone
Everybody have fun tonight
song performed by by Wang Chung

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Spatula City
Announcer: theres just one place to go for all of your spatula needs
Random voice #1: spatula city
Random voice #2: spatula city
Announcer:
A giant warehouse of spatulas for every occasion. thousands to choose from in every shape, size, and color. and because we eliminate the middle man, we can sell all our spatulas factory direct t
. where do you go if you want to buy name brand spatulas at a fraction of retail cost?
Random voice: spatula city
Random voice: spatula city
Announcer:
And this weekend only, take advantage of our special liquidation sale. buy nine spatulas, get the tenth one for just one penny. dont forget, they make great christmas presents. and what better
O say I love you. than with the gift of a spatula?
Random voice: spatula city
Random voice: spatula city
Sy greenblum:
Hello, this is sy greenblum, president of spatula city. I liked their spatulas so much, I bought the company.
Announcer:
Spatula city - seven locations; were in the yellow pages under spatulas.
Neighbor: my, where did you get that lovely spatula?
Singers: spatula city: we sell apatulas, and thats all
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic

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Radio
Its 9 oclock shes late for work
She hates her job, her boss is a jerk
Her boyfriend never lets her play
She thinks shes wasting life away
At 5 oclock she gets in her car
Shes driving fast but never goes far
Parked on the freeway, slips in a rage
Time to ride the airwaves
Long live my radio it never lets me down,
Long live my radio give me sound!
Nothin to do nothin to say
Just try to find another way
To a different world some other plane
Where I can be myself without going insane
This little place that we call life
Its more to it than just pain and strife
Gotta find that somewhere in your brain
Gotta ride the airwaves
Long live my radio it never lets me down,
Long live my radio give me sound!
Long live my radio please make it alright
Long live my radio tonight
And when the statics screamin louder than your life
Just try to ride the waves in the air tonight
I make a dedication and try to get it right
So you can hear it on the airwaves...airwaves!
Long live my radio it never lets me down
Long live my radio tonight..tonight!
Long live my radio it never lets me down
Long live my radio give me sound!
Long live my radio make it alright
Long live my radio tonight!
Tonight!
Long live my radio tonight!
song performed by by Goldfinger

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Video Killed The Radio Star
I heard you on my wireless back in '52
Lying awake intent on tuning in on you
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through
Oh-a-oh
They took the credit for your second symphony
Rewritten by machine on new technology
And now I understand the supernova scene
Oh-a-oh
I met your children
Oh-a-oh
What did you tell them?
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone too far
Wow
And now we meet in an abandoned studio
You hear the playback and it seems so long ago
And you remember, the jingles used to go,
Oh-a-oh
You were the first one
Oh-a-oh
You were the last one
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Cause in my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone too far
To far!
Alright
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Cause in my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone too far
Pictures came and broke your heart
So put all the blame on VCR
You are the radio star
You are the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed that radio star yes it did
song performed by by Offspring

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When you drive by Radio City and you see your name up there and it's only 'your' name. I just went 'ooh'. I thought this is really like looking at another person.
quote by Diana Krall

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Clear Across America Tonight
(Randy Owen/Teddy Gentry/Ronnie Rogers/Greg Fowler)
Just outside of Austin
I turned on my radio
Turned it in to a satellite station
She was talkin' on a call-in show
She said it was over, she'd made her choice
Her mind was made-up by the sound of her voice
Clear across America tonight
Clear coast-to-coast tonight
She's long gone, she's outta here
But she's comin' through loud and clear
Clear across America tonight
Sounded like he really had it coming
All the times he'd done her wrong
She said, I hope he's listening
And hung-up the telephone
All of a sudden, I realized
It was me she was telling good-bye
Clear across America tonight
Clear coast-to-coast tonight
She's long gone, she's outta here
But she's comin' through loud and clear
Clear across America tonight
Hello dj, put me on the air
Give me the chance to tell her I still care
Get her back on the line, tell her I'm still in love
Said, "sorry son, but you're breaking up"
Clear across America tonight
Clear coast-to-coast tonight
She's long gone, she's outta here
But she's comin' through loud and clear
Across America tonight
Across America tonight
Clear across America tonight
Clear across America tonight
Clear across America tonight
song performed by by Alabama

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Salad is Incompatible with Life
Yes, my waist is fifty inches -
Big for me because I'm short.
And yes, I like my cheddar cheese
When partnered with a vintage port.
Okay, okay, that double cream
Is always served with pud,
And cake and biscuits with my tea
Are just no bloody good
For my poor hardened arteries,
But see my point of view,
Please dear wifey if you please,
A Salad makes me spew!
I'd rather eat a bowl of air
Than crunch away on greens;
Drink water from the toilet bowl
Or nibble on my jeans!
But salad! Are you there?
You know it makes me snappy -
So let me fill my face with grub,
Stay fat, and die young happy!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Bleeding On The Radio
Bleeding on the radio
I see the feeling flashing and eye
Awake the frequency of your life
Put back what you take
Make up what you break
Or watch the tv burn the sky
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Dont you ever take it
No
Now im bleeding on the radio
I need a vision to run away
From htis world we live in today
Put back what you take
Make up what you break
Or watch the tv burn the sky
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Dont you ever take it
No
Now im bleeding on the radio
Pull the lever
Fight forever
Dynamite a hole in the sky
Humming on you
Comming on through
Over in the flash of an eye
Dont you ever close your eyes
Coz it gets you every time
Waking up to make a sign
On the Radio Yeah
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Dont you speak your mind
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radioooooo
The radio
Bleeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
song performed by by Zed

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Eyes-radio-lies
Slipping past position
You know I watch you dive
Watching you painted in chrome max factor
And feeling number one
all alone now
I can see you way, to the drone
Radio waves, hitting your brain from the phone
I can see
I cant see whats on your mind
Because your never alone
I am the voice inside your head
And the eyes in your radio
Im the eyes in your radio (radio, radio)
Im the eyes in your radio (radio, radio)
Hello mr. race car driver
You know Im watching you too
In the trauma-room, brain dead, still you went faster
Now your number means nothing
Mr. nickel-plated candyman
Are you feeling in lifeless in aluminum
Spinning decisions to the core
As everyone dances in the fast lane
I cant see whats on your mind
Because your never alone
I am the voice inside your head
And the eyes in your radio
Im the eyes in your radio (eyes in your radio)
Im the eyes in your radio (radio, radio)
With all thats fake, theres sence to make
From toys that break (from toys that, from toys that break)
Its time to throw away, all the bad things that you hated
You scared yourself away, now heres what you appreciate
Thats why people lie (people like you)
Thats why people lie (people like me)
Thats why people lie (people like you)
Thats why people lie (people like me)
Thats why people lie (so go away)
Thats why people lie (people like me)
Thats why people lie (people like you)
Thats why people lie
Im the eyes in your radio (eyes in your radio)
Im the eyes in your radio (radio, radio)
With all thats fake, theres sence to make, from toys that break (radio,
Radio...)
With all thats fake, theres sence to make, from toys that break (radio,
Radio...)
With all thats fake, theres sence to make, from toys that break
With all thats fake, theres sence to make, from toys that break
song performed by by Orgy

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A Food For Everything!
Meals are the food for the body;
Knowledge is the food for the mind;
Meditation is the food for the spirit;
Music is the food for the love of heart;
Dreams are the food for the consciousness;
Prayer is the food for the Almighty;
Love is the food for the living heart;
Thoughts are the food for the brain;
Colourful ink is the food for the pen;
Ideas are the food for the stories;
Truth is the food for the will;
Sun’s energy is the food for the plants;
Plants are the food for the living beings;
But one man’s food is another man’s poison!
poem by Ramesh T A

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Video Killed The Radio Star
Music & Lyrics : Horn - Whooley - Horn - Downes
I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two
Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.
Oh-a oh
They took the credit for your second symphony.
Rewritten by machine and new technology,
and now I understand the problems you can see.
Oh-a oh
I met your children
Oh-a oh
What did you tell them?
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Pictures came and broke your heart.
Oh-a-a-a oh
And now we meet in an abandoned studio.
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.
And you remember the jingles used to go.
Oh-a oh
You were the first one.
Oh-a oh
You were the last one.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far
Oh-a-aho oh,
Oh-a-aho oh
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far.
Pictures came and broke your heart, look I'll play my VCR.
You are a radio star.
You are a radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star. (You are a radio star.)
song performed by by Erasure

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Radio Ga Ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio - what's new
Radio - someone still loves you
1984 - a long time ago
When I heard it first time on the radio
Radio ga ga was the name of that song
Now I'm back with the track and I feel so strong
1996 - the remix is done
First time ever since the story begun
One of my favorites in the music scene
Here is the voice, the voice of Queen
I'd sit alone and watch your light
My only friend through teenage nights
And everything I had to know I heard it on my radio
So don't become some background noise
A backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don't know or just don't care
And just complain when you're not there
You had your time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo Radio ga ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio - what's new
Radio - someone still loves you
If you want to listen to the music of today
Turn on the radio and let it play
Play it loud without no doubt
Queen and BoBo is what I'm talking all about
About a beat that spins you around
Get up stand up move to the sound
With the rhythm and the rhymes let the music flow
Everybody everywhere listen to the radio
We watch the the shows - we watch the stars
On videos for hours and hours
We hardly need to use our ears
How music changes through the years.
Let's hope you never leave old friend
Like all good things on you we depend
So stick around cause we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual
You had your time - you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio
song performed by by DJ Bobo

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