Zero And Blind Terry
The skulls met the pythons
Down at the first street station
Alliance has been made in alleyways
All across the nation
These boys live off the milk of a silver jet
And the love of sweet young women
The pythons are down from old englishtown
And they 're looking to do some living
Well the leader of the pythons
Is a kid they just call zero
Now terry's pop says these kids
Are some kind of monsters
But terry says "no, pop
They're just plain heroes"
Zero and terry had found a love
That burned like wild fire
Now terry's dad understood
That this zero was no good
A tramp, a thief and a liar
Well from out of the darkness
That breaks the dawn
Zero rode like twilight
He said "tonight's the night
Blind terry come on
Terry come on
Tonight is the night
Pack your bags baby"
And together they ran like reindeers
Through the streets
Well like tomorrow the earth
Is gonna catch on fire
Now terry's dad hired some troopers
To kill zero and bring terry back home
They caught up in the night, like firelightthem starlight troopers....
Zero marches through terry's field
They met the pythons down on route nine
But they refused to yield
Now the pythons fought with blazed guns
And the troopers with swords of light
And zero and terry they ran away
And the gang fought all through the night
Now some folks say
Zero and terry got away
Other said they were caught and brought back
Ah, still young pilgrims to this day
Go to that spot way down by the railroad tracks
Where the troopers met the pythons
Old timers cry on a hot august night
If you look hard enough, if you try
You'll see zero and terry and all the pythons
Just hiking them streets up in the sky.
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Terry Atkins
Terry atkins is a homosexual
he likes to make people to scream on the grass
this a a rappest
terry atkins
terry was a holt reader lover
he always said HOLT READERS everybody
everybody was scared of him that he might rape them
terry atkin
to all you terry atkin poeple is he a rapiest
after school he goes home a shows his **** to the children he is about to rape
after she is done he throws them back in
poem by Richard Hayes
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Dialogue Part I
Terry: Are you optimistic 'bout the way that things are going?
Pete: No, I never ever think of it at all.
Terry: Don't you ever worry when you see what's going down?
Pete: Well, I try to mind my business, that is, no business at all.
Terry: When it's time to function as a feeling human being, will your Bachelor
of Arts help you get by?
Pete: I hope to study further, a few more years or so.
I also hope to keep a steady high.
Terry: Will you try to change things, use the power that you have,
The power of a million new ideas?
Pete: What is this power you speak of and the need for things to change?
I always thought that ev'rything was fine, ev'rything is fine.
Terry: Don't you feel repression just closing in around?
Pete: No, the campus here is very very free.
Terry: Does it make you angry the way war is dragging on?
Pete: Well I hope the President knows what he's into, I don't know.
Oooh I just don't know.
Terry: Don't you see starvation in the city where you live,
all the needless hunger, all the needless pain?
Pete: I haven't been there lately, the country is so fine,
but my neighbors don't seem hungry 'cause they haven't got the time,
Haven't got the time.
Terry: Thank you for the talk, you know you really eased my mind,
I was troubled by the shapes of things to come.
Pete: Well, if you had my outlook, your feelings would be numb,
You'd always think that ev'rything was fine.
Ev'ry thing is fine.
We can make it better (x3) Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
We can change the world now (x3)
We can save the children (x3)
We can make it happen (x3)
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Transcribed by
Don F. Pizarro
[email protected]
song performed by by Chicago
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Terry said he had this new kid and his wife didn't want to live in England. He wanted to tour. He hated being in the studio. Terry liked seeing various bars the world over and getting smashed out of his brain. He was a sort of latent Keith Moon.
quote by Andy Partridge
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Absolutely Anything
Kate Beckinsale, Robin Williams, Simon Pegg, Terry Gilliam, Terry Jones, Eddie Izzard, John Cleese, Joanna Lumley
from Absolutely Anything (2015)
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Am I Gettin Old
Is it gravity or age
that causes the food I eat
To gather in the middle
and sometimes hide my feet
When I take a shower
and my hair fills the drain
Is this a sign of aging
or swelling of the brain
Is it air pollution or age
that hampers my sight
It may be the water, not age
that causes bathroom trips at night
Is it laziness or age
that I cannot do as before
And when I try
which one made me sore
Is it the actors or aging
that causes me to sigh
Why do so many movies
now bring a tear to my eye
I must be getting older
for I think more than I do
Hey, getting old is not so bad
now I have an excuse or two
Terry M
When you think about great teams, The Beatles and the Pythons immediately spring to mind. The Pythons were as much a part of their time as The Beatles.
quote by Robyn Hitchcock
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Voicemail From You
I remember the first
voicemail, I got from you.
It was in July of 1998,
after a six week teaching practice,
at Waitaki Boy’s High.
You rang at 2.05 p.m.
I wrote every single detail down;
after comforting myself,
with the longed for, heart struck sound;
of your voice; over and over again.
Your immortalized words were
Hi Terry Louise here.
Just rang to have a chat.
I got your letter.
Yea you know.
Oh I’m speechless.
I’ll phone you some other time.
Bye.
I wonder if you will ever know,
how much; hearing from you meant to me.
The second voicemail,
weeks later; was at 10.17 a.m.
It was the day,
after the first night;
I ever kissed you.
My stomach was in butterflies;
just with the expectation;
of greeting you, seeing you, again.
To hold you in my arms;
was far beyond; my expectations then.
Hello Paul this message
is not for you.
This is for Terry but anyway.
Hi Paul.
Terry I enjoyed seeing you
last night.
It was so nice.
I am, I just felt,
so warm next to you;
and I enjoyed your kisses,
on my arms,
and just cuddling you;
and I miss you.
Bye.
So often,
you have said good-bye;
since then,
my dearest dearest friend.
I wish,
upon all the stars and the planets too;
that one day,
we shall never; never; say good-bye again.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Terry And Rihana's Trauma
'Terry here, have it, take it and go! Leave!
Make sure you reach Antuwana before sunset, , you'll find me there at the hills of Monafa waiting for you..and from there, I'll fly away with you to my paradise'...
that was rihana, offering her wings to terry, an angel that the young lad terry happened to meet while he was fishing and he made a wish that he wanted to fall in love with an angel, , he wanted an angel to be his first love...
Love struck so hard
The angel surrendered her wings just to have him earned
His life on the line as he flew and backtracked
An untold love story just about to emerge
He waited and waited
So long that he doubted
If he was enchanted
By that witch that he hated
But the angel rihana soon entered
In her arms he wanted
To build his refuge till he fainted
And breath his last breathe
Turning white as she cries
Shaking him while she tries
To wake him up but the dice
Turned against her as she iced
Left this world and in her vow lies
She won't return for she's hurt!
poem by Khalifa Mustapha
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Gobble Gobble 3
Yep, it's THANKSGIVING
and I'm the bird of choice
Something stuck in your throat
or did you lose your voice
This is a special day
for male birds of all kind
Are you reaching for somethin
or have you gone blind
Yep, football on TV
beer being cuddled by ice
You in the kitchen
the aroma is so nice
Now you do remember
the guys will be here soon
They won't make a mess
look at the clock, nearly noon
I can tell by that look
you're not a happy mate
Now, I will say I Love you
although I feel it's to late
If you will only pause
and allow me to say
THANKSGIVING without you
would simply be, just another day
Now this poem is in jest
and we should all take the time
Let's be thankful for what we have
you hug yours and I shall hug mine
Terry M
If clouds could talk
If clouds could talk
what would they say
Would they criticize us
or wish us a good day
If clouds could talk
would they single out me, or you
For what we have done
or what we failed to do
Would they smile at one
and then frown on another
Speak softly to a lady
and deeply to her brother
Why does just watching clouds
seem to ease our fears
And do you think raindrops
could be tears
If clouds could talk
what a world this would be
I wonder what they would say
to all of us, or just you and me
Terry M
Backstreets
One soft infested summer me and terry became friends
Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in
Catching rides to the outskirts tying faith between our teeth
Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house getting wasted in the heat
And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat
Running for our lives at night on them backstreets
Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at stocktons wing
Where desperate lovers park we sat with the last of the duke street kings
Huddled in our cars waiting for the bells that ring
In the deep heart of the night to set us loose from everything
To go running on the backstreets, running on the backstreets
We swore wed live forever on the backstreets we take it together
Endless juke joints and valentino drag where dancers scraped the tears
Up off the street dressed down in rags running into the darkness
Some hurt bad some really dying at night sometimes it seemed
You could hear the whole damn city crying blame it on the lies that killed us
Blame it on the truth that ran us down you can blame it all on me terry
It dont matter to me now when the breakdown hit at midnight
There was nothing left to say but I hated him and I hated you when you went
Away
Laying here in the dark youre like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
Remember all the movies, terry, wed go see
Trying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be
And after all this time to find were just like all the rest
Stranded in the park and forced to confess
To hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
We swore forever friends on the backstreets until the end
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Vetrans Day
I give you my thanks
though it may seem trifle
For the time you spent
clutching your rifle
I hope you feel proud
each and every day
For you served your country
in more than one way
If someone shakes you hand
may you feel thanks in their grip
I hope you see thanks in their tear
appreciation in their quivering lip
I know these are just words
but they come from the heart
They are meant to honor a Veteran
for doing more than his or her part
America enjoys so much
because of Veterans like you
You protected us and our flag
and now your honor is due
Terry M
Regardin' Terry Hut
Sence I tuk holt o' Gibbses' Churn
And be'n a-handlin' the concern,
I've travelled round the grand old State
Of Indiany, lots, o' late--!
I've canvassed Crawferdsville and sweat
Around the town o' Layfayette;
I've saw a many a County-seat
I ust to think was hard to beat:
At constant dreenage and expense
I've worked Greencastle and Vincennes--
Drapped out o' Putnam into Clay,
Owen, and on down thataway
Plum into Knox, on the back-track
Fer home ag'in-- and glad I'm back--!
I've saw these towns, as I say-- but
They's none 'at beats old Terry Hut!
It's more'n likely you'll insist
I claim this 'cause I'm prejudist,
Bein' born'd here in ole Vygo
In sight o' Terry Hut--; but no,
Yer clean dead wrong--! And I maintain
They's nary drap in ary vein
O' mine but what's as free as air
To jest take issue with you there--!
'Cause, boy and man, fer forty year,
I've argied ag'inst livin' here,
And jawed around and traded lies
About our lack o' enterprise,
And tuk and turned in and agreed
All other towns was in the lead,
When-- drat my melts--! They couldn't cut
No shine a-tall with Terry Hut!
Take even, statesmanship, and wit,
And ginerel git-up-and-git,
Old Terry Hut is sound clean through--!
Turn old Dick Thompson loose, er Dan
Vorehees-- and where's they any man
Kin even hold a candle to
Their eloquence--? And where's as clean
A fi-nan-seer as Rile' McKeen--
Er puorer, in his daily walk,
In railroad er in racin' stock!
And there's 'Gene Debs-- a man 'at stands
And jest holds out in his two hands
As warm a heart as ever beat
Betwixt here and the Jedgement Seat--!
All these is reasons why I putt
Sich bulk o' faith in Terry Hut.
So I've come back, with eyes 'at sees
My faults, at last--, to make my peace
With this old place, and truthful' swear--
Like Gineral Tom Nelson does--,
'They hain't no city anywhere
On God's green earth lays over us!'
Our city government is grand--
'Ner is they better farmin'-land
Sun-kissed--' as Tom goes on and says--
'Er dower'd with sich advantages!'
And I've come back, with welcome tread,
From journeyin's vain, as I have said,
To settle down in ca'm content,
And cuss the towns where I have went,
And brag on ourn, and boast and strut
Around the streets o' Terry Hut!
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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A Christmas Hunt
Me and ol' Bubba
on a late December hunt
Bubba's a man of few words
but he sure can grunt
The snow was fallin
a winter moon so bright
All the stars seemed special
as they sparkled that night
It was about midnight
we couldn't believe our eyes
A herd of flyin deer
seemed to fill the skies
I shot and I shot
how Bubbas gun did fire
But those flyin deer
just went higher and higher
Bubba looked at me
as I rubbed my aimin eye
It was then we both said
aint no deer that can fly
That was pert near
twelve years ago
Every late December
we still track through the snow
But not for huntin
we just go to see
Those flyin deer
ol' Bubba and me
Terry M
Santa Claus Is Real
There are those who say
there is no Santa Claus
I beg to differ with them
think for a minute and pause
You can not touch friendship
so I guess it does not exist
And what about love
we should take it off the list
Or maybe like love and friendship
Santa Claus is how we feel inside
As we shop for that special gift
and then wrap it so to hide
Bought and wrapped
for Christmas morning we wait
Expressions of joy and amazement
we so eagerly anticipate
I say Santa Claus is real
but you may disagree
I think he's in us and each gift
under each and every tree
Terry M
I like to work at night.
quote by Terry Southern
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Trick Or Treat
It is time for Halloween
oh yes that time of year
We carry bags of candy
trick or treat we shall hear
They gather on the porch
or maybe the front gate
Arms holding their bags open
saying trick or treat as they wait
Count Dracula is waiting
and Wolf Man is too
There may be a Hobo
or a Princess or two
I dropp candy in each bag
and act as if filled with fright
For this is Halloween
it is a children's night
Then I have an idea
for this special night
A simple bed sheet
may cause some fright
I hear children talking
as they stroll down the street
And I giggle to myself
about the ghost they shall meet
They rattle the front gate
trick or treat rolls off each lip
I round the corner, arms raised
give out a big WOOO, then slip
No bones were broken
but my ego was bruised
My dog had left her own trick
and the children were amused
I guess in the night
we never know what we will meet
It's Halloween
Trick or Treat
Terry M
Gobble Gobble 4
This is a special time
we celebrate each year
Honey, something in your eye
or could that be a tear
The past is the past
this year I'll behave
Are you disgusted
or starting the wave
I know in the past
I have let you down
You told me last year
I played a naked clown
I may not remember
all the things I've done
But you know of Turkeys
all call me number one
Yep, I'm a Turkey
that I proudly admit
But I can't be a Turkey
if no one pitches a fit
So I guess you could say
that I do it all for you
You see, Turkeys may GOBBLE
but like all, they need Love too
This Thanksgiving remember
if your Turkey plays the part
He would not be a Turkey
if he were not in your heart
Terry M
Gobble Gobble
I admit I'm a turkey
not a Thanksgiving Day bird
I am of the male species
yes the other turkey word
I am a pain in the neck
please put away the ax
I am full of, hmm, stuffing
I admit it, so please relax
I like to sing in the shower
but why does the dog bark
I know exactly where I am going
unless I am lost or it is dark
I know where everything is
as long as it is in my hand
And if an argument I lose
it is law of the land
Now law of the land
means turkeys always win
Hey, there you go
shaken your head again
I know what you're thinking
turkeys win either way
Well it's THANKSGIVING
have you hugged your turkey today
Terry M
Happy Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving is one Holiday
where your taste buds get the gift
There is lots of cooking
the smell of pie is adrift
There will be turkey and dressing,
cranberries and other side dishes you adore
Dinner rolls will top your plate
And in pain, you go back for more
Some will try to save room
for that special pumpkin pie
And have a slice, room or not
with each bite just say, my oh my
Most will loosen their belt
or maybe undo a button or snap
Then head for the couch
and a Thanksgiving Day nap
There will be leftovers
we will enjoy and share
For on Thanksgiving
no cupboard should be bare
With these simple words
I wish you and yours the best
And I hope in this time of uncertainty
Thanksgiving, passes the test
Terry M