Little Miss Fit
Theres a good theres a bad
Some are gay, some are sad
Theres a right, theres a wrong
Those who fit dont belong
Well Im the bad
And Ive got to admit
That Im sad
Im a little misfit
Im in the wrong
And thats the truth of it
I dont belong
Im a little misfit
Theres the sun theres the rain
Those in love those in pain
Some succeed while others fail
Some will ease someone tells
Well Im in the rain
And Ive got to admit
That I gonna pay
Im a little misfit
Though Ive failed
Thats the truth of it
See me tell
Im a little misfit
Lifes so hard when youre far from everything
Lifes so cold when you know you have no friends
Well Ive lost
And Ive got to admit
That Ive paid the cost
Im a little misfit
I still grow
And thats the truth of it
Ill always fall
Im a little misfit
Well Im bad
And Ive got to admit
That Im sad
Im a little misfit
Well Im bad
And thats the truth of it
That makes me sad
Im a little misfit
Well Im lost
And Ive got to admit
That Ive paid the cost
Im a little misfit
Im so poor
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Misfit
(carly simon)
There are plenty of late nights
If you want to stay up for them
Youll just want to find yourself a friend
And tie a couple on in a night spot
Draw pictures of your soul, win the jackpot
For tears in your beer
Its hip to be miserable when youre young and intellectual
In a bit youll admit youre a misfit
Comeon home with me
Well turn on the tv
About 10 oclock well turn off the light
Not every man was born to stay up late at night
Tere are plenty of boats to catch
If you notice all the sails in the wind
But you better look hard my friend
In case you catch a ride on the wrong one
In the distance is the one you belong on
Oh the water is wide
Its hipe to be miserable when youre young and intellectual
In a bit youll admit youre a misfit
Come on home with me
Well sit under a tree
And if you get the itch
Ill supply the scratch
Not every man was born with a boat to catch
Its hip to be miserable when you are young and intellectual
In a bit youll admit youre a misfit
A misfit
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Misfits
Youve been sleeping in a field but you look real rested
You set out to outrage but you cant get arrested
You say your image is new, but it looks well tested
Youre lost without a crowd yet you go your own way
You say your summer has gone
Now the winter is crawlin in
They say that even in your day
Somehow you never could quite fit in
Though its cold outside
I know the summers gonna come again
Because you know what they say
Every dog has his day
Youre a misfit, afraid of yourself, so you run away and hide
Youve been a misfit all your life
Why dont you join the crowd
And come inside
You wander round this town like youve lost your way
You had your chance in your day
Yet you threw it all away
But you know what they say
Every dog has his day
Look at all the losers and the mad eyed gazers
Look at all the looneys and the sad eyed failures
Theyre giving up living cos they just dont care
So take a good look around
The misfits are everywhere
La la la la la la
Youre a misfit
Afraid of yourself so you run away and hide
Youve been a misfit all your life
But why dont you join the crowd and come inside
You wander round this town
Like youve lost your way
You had your chance in your day
Yet you threw it all away
Now youre lost in the crowd
Yet, still go your own way
This is your chance, this is your time
So dont throw it away
You can have your day
Yes its true what they say
Every dog has his day
song performed by by Kinks
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Misfits (HEATHER**town of misfits?)
old saint nick saved all the misfit toys
and gave them to all the girls and boys.
he knew that each one could never be
a misfit for you or me.
now all those toys had their spirits broken
for they could not see
the beauty that was in their hearts
was meant to be.
a word, a touch, of old saint nick
healed their hearts very quick.
now that their spirits were revived
the tears rolled from their eyes.
they had learned on this day
that a pure heart would forever stay.
so if you think that you're a misfit child
sit and think for awhile.
of all the others who are worse than you
and don't know where to turn to.
you have loved ones to guide you
and show they care
although at times they may not be there.
look into the LORDS heart and you will see
'a misfit child, you could never be'
for my love is within thee.
poem by Louis Rams
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Maverick is a word which appeals to me more than misfit. Maverick is active, misfit is passive.
quote by Alan Rickman
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Misfit Kid
I dream frequently, sometimes they come out funny
I go through insantity, all they want is money
All these parties they get so habitual
The same sea of faces
Always pushin, always pullin
Always in the races
I get cooled out
I get the come ons
I get rumbled
I get cru-u-umbled, yeah
Im the american misfit kid
Im still wonderin what I did
Im stiletto, so so sharp and Im willin to cut
Sometimes nebulous, well Im ready to strut
Lost and frantic, new age romantic
Im checkin out the race
I never cared about what it meant
Always loved disgrace
I get rhythm
I get cornflakes
I get fast love
I get wasted, yeah
Im the american misfit kid
Still wonderin what I did
Im on the inside, takin a fast ride
(Im on the inside, takin a fast ride)
I dream frequently, sometimes they come out funny, ha
I live with absurdity, its always warm and runny
And all these parties they get so ritual
Lonely hearts and aces
Always pushin, a-always pullin, always in the races
I get cooled out
I get the come ons
I get rumbled
I get cru-u-u-umbled, yeah
Im the american misfit kid
Im still wonderin what I did
Im on the inside, takin a fast ride
Im the american misfit kid
Im still wonderin what I did
Im on the inside, takin a fast ride
Thats right
I get cooled out
I get the come ons
I get rumbled
I get cru-umbled
I get cornflakes
Fast love, wasted
(fade)
song performed by by Cars
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Out of Season
It's tragic!
And more sadistic it gets,
When a truth is left to sit...
To be decided by those most misfit.
It's tragic!
And more sadistic it gets,
When a truth is left to sit...
To be decided by those most misfit.
Integrity once had is not allowed.
Those made to feel a guilt,
Had walked so proud.
But now...
They're out of season.
It's tragic!
And more sadistic it gets,
When a truth is left to sit...
To be decided by those most misfit.
It's tragic!
And more sadistic it gets,
When a truth is left to sit...
To be decided by those most misfit.
Integrity once had is not allowed.
Those made to feel a guilt,
Had walked so proud.
But now...
They're out of season.
Integrity once had is not allowed.
Those made to feel a guilt,
Had walked so proud.
But now...
They're out of season.
Where is the truth and the goodness of the people.
Have they all gone out of season.
The goodness of the people.
Oh...
Where is the truth and the goodness of the people.
Have they all gone out of season.
The goodness of the people.
Oh...
Where is the truth and the goodness of the people.
Have they all gone out of season.
The goodness of the people.
Oh...
Where is the truth and the goodness of the people.
Have they all gone out of season.
The goodness of the people.
Oh...
Where is the truth and the goodness of the people.
Have they all gone out of season.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Habit Inhibitor
You need to get up and change.
And stop that complaining,
About the same 'thang'.
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
And get rid of...
Or,
Arrange that pain.
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a misfit fixed to unhappiness,
Looking for another trick...
To end that mix the same.
You need to get up and change.
And stop that complaining,
About the same 'thang'.
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a misfit fixed to unhappiness,
Looking for another trick...
To end that mix the same.
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
A misfit fixed to unhappiness,
Looking for another trick...
To end that mix the same.
You need to get up and change.
And stop that complaining,
About the same 'thang'.
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
And stop looking for another trick...
To end that same 'thang' claimed!
You need to get up and change.
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a misfit fixed to unhappiness.
You need to get up and change.
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a misfit fixed to unhappiness.
Looking for another trick...
To end that mix the same.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Self-Mocking
Whenever I self mock
over a compliment I have been given
it is not to insult the person who gave it,
more to injure myself.
I can cope with most things
that are given to me except compliments.
Sound Strange?
When I was growing up many years ago,
I was belittled by family and friends alike.
They made me feel like a misfit,
so a misfit I became.
I endured insults about me
in every way shape and form.
Compliments were never given
and became a stranger to me.
Now that I am older,
I do not stand easy
when compliments are given
and I have to mock myself
and make a parody out of me.
I grew up feeling useless in everything I did.
They did not realise what they were doing
and hurting that they caused. I
t was not jokes they threw at me,
but hurting insults that made me feel insecure.
Now when compliments come
I cannot accept them readily.
I cannot accept that anyone
would want to compliment me,
so I self mock myself you see.
10 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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Mister Fix It
I need to be there.
And not subject myself to riddles.
Just be there,
And put to rest...
My need to split!
I...
Need,
To be there!
And not subject myself to riddles.
Or feel I'm in the middle of something misfit!
I need to be there.
And not subject myself to riddles.
Just be there,
And put to rest...
My need to split!
I...
Need,
To be there!
And not subject myself to riddles.
Or feel I'm in the middle of something misfit!
Whenever I am called to play Mister Fix-It...
I need to be there.
To give time to it.
Whenever I am called to play Mister Fix-It...
I need to be there.
To give time to it.
I've never give up on a love,
I could not keep before we split.
It seems as if we've gotten use to getting a bit!
I need to be there.
Never give up on loving it,
Once a week.
Just...
To keep it secret!
B-b-b-be there.
And not subject myself to riddles.
Just be there,
And put to rest...
My need to split!
Just be there,
Whenever I am called to play Fix-It Quick.
I need to be there,
To give time to it.
Just be there,
And not subject myself to riddles.
Or feel I'm in the middle of something misfit!
Whenever I am called to play Mister Fix-It...
I need to be there.
To give time to it.
Just be there,
And not subject myself to riddles.
Just be there,
And not subject myself to riddles.
Or feel I'm in the middle of something misfit!
Whenever I am called to play Fix-It Quick.
I need to be there.
To give time to it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stone wood and deadbody
Stone wood and dead body
I myself misfit
And became dirty.
My pious thinking
Make me perfect
And with repeated practice
I am able to touch truth
And I can look bright
On rising new sun.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I Was Made To Think It
First and foremost you've been the ultimate friend
But you know that's not a passport to me
It's seems secondary to the official reasons I have
But you know they're not right
They're not supposed to be right
Such a royal misfit
You demand the highest respect
Such a royal misfit
Your demands should be higher
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
Curious at all but nothing so high
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
It wasn't nothing
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
First and foremost what you know isn't everything you are
Or everything you know it to be
It seems secondary that the real real reason I have
When you know it's not right
It's not supposed to be right
Such a royal misfit
You demand the highest respect
Such a royal misfit
Your demands should be higher
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
Curious at all but nothing so high
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
Curious at all but nothing so high
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
Curious at all but nothing so high
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
It wasn't nothing
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Everything you are won't last longer
Everything you are won't last longer
Won't last longer
Won't last longer
song performed by by Idlewild
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Mishap
Twinkling stars belong to the mysterious sky
and a grasshopper cannot fly so high.
Star cries for the misfit
and the grasshopper collects the dew drops
along the lawn in the mist.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Leave It Alone
When you feel it in your gut,
Something is not up to snuff...
Just leave it alone.
And if you see someone sweating,
Bundled up and in a rush...
Just leave them alone.
Don't bother to find,
If they're stoned to the bone.
If you see something that looks out of place,
Just leave it alone.
And if you see someone laughing with a smile on their face,
Just leave them alone.
Don't bother to find,
If they're stoned to the bone.
There is something on their mind only they condone.
If there's something in the mix that can't be fixed,
Just leave it alone.
Don't try to be the center of something that's a misfit,
Just leave it alone.
See it as it is to then go home.
Don't try to find a reason or a rhyme to define.
There's no sense today of any kind.
Everything is done to blow a mind.
If there's something in the mix that can't be fixed,
Just leave it alone.
If you know for you there is no benefit,
Just leave it alone.
Accept it as it is to then go home.
Just leave it alone.
Leave it alone.
If there's something in the mix that can't be fixed,
Just leave it alone.
Don't try to be the center of something that's a misfit,
Leave it alone.
Accept it as it is to then go home.
Leave it alone.
Leave it, leave it, leave it alone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Then I read Little Women, and of course, like a lot of really young girls, I was very taken with Jo - Jo being the writer and the misfit.
quote by Patti Smith
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I never expected that a misfit like me could get very far in this business. You know how competitive it is. It’s almost like winning the interplanetary lottery to get anywhere within.
quote by Jeremy Davies
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Readers are misfit
I write to a particular readership;
To keep them in humour is my business.
Their words of praise are my satisfaction.
You’re misfit when you don’t find them good.
15.06.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Those are standard ones.
If anything is uninteresting,
Be it cinema, story or people,
It is not that these are substandard ones
But that you are misfit to their standard.
12.02.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The wizards represent all that the true "muggle" most fears: They are plainly outcasts and comfortable with being so. Nothing is more unnerving to the truly conventional than the unashamed misfit!
quote by J.K. Rowling
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Unequivocal Dosages Of Pure Truth
There is a solution never before used,
To calm people's fears.
Its application initially...
May pose for some to be traumatic.
Even more may become more fearful.
Since it may produce behavior erratic.
With an inducing of unequivocal dosages,
Of pure truth...
Will reduce all delusions.
And reveal a healing process effective!
With an infusion.
But then again...
So many for entire lifetimes,
Have been purposedly disconnected.
Yet...
Ignoring to inject it,
This truth unknown.
Will leave a future totally infected...
With misfit rejects infested.
Clearly,
There is little time left!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Alcoholism is a genetically predisposed disease and it does run in my family. I also think I felt like a misfit. I was in the South, everybody was blonde. I just didn't feel like I fitted in. It was sort of my way of fitting.
quote by Kristin Davis
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