The Bullfighter Was A Lady
(words & music by sid tepper - roy c. bennett)
Pedro the bull was a killer
King of the bullfighter ringer
Hed wipe up the floor with each brave matador
And have matador stew for his dinner
He heard the crowd shouting ol
But he met his master that day
The bullfighter was a lady
And it was true love at first sight
Her red cape was waving but pedro was shaking (or shaving? )
He wanted to date her that night
Ol
Pedro the bull he was smitten
First time the love bug had bitten
He once was a mad bull, a wild and a bad bull
But now he was mild as a kitten
The people were starting to hiss
But pedro just wanted to kiss
The bullfighter was a lady
And pedro he liked what he saw
He floated on air with a rose in his hair
As he waltzed with that sweet matador
His fate was a bad one, his tale is a sad one
Its hanging right over her door
Ol!
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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By the horn
Heightened excitement and a little fear
The matador faces a bull, with a crowd behind him it lessens his care
Frustrated, harnessed to entertain
Frantic charging with poor aim
Targeting this red rag, the bull has missed
While the matador plays to the crowd and blows a kiss
A stroke of luck, our bull has made contact
While the matador feels sheepish, the crowd witnessed the fact
Carried by his breeches he's tossed up high
Oohs, aahs, the crowd sees his breeches torn
He attempts to cover his modesty as they are exposed by a horn
Heartened, our bull charges again and delivers a better aim
Escape is on hand as the matador takes flight and is tossed into the stand.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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El Toro
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
Theres a legend of a famous matador
Who went to meet el toro
Though he fought as he had never done before
He could not beat, el toro
The bull el toro, brought him defeat and pain
And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame
They said time would never heal the many scars
Brought by the great, el toro
And the bitterness that burned deep in his heart
Caused him to hate, el toro
The bull el toro, brought him defeat and pain
And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame
So one night, when no-one was on sight
The matador, went to finish the score
In the lonely fields, beneath the pale moonlight
He fought the bull...and they fought once more
When they found the matador and saw him dying
Hed never see tomorrow
Now they say that on the spot where he was lying
Still walks the proud el toro
The bull el toro, brought him defeat and pain
And to his sorrow, the matador knew shame....
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Being a film director in Spain is like being a bullfighter in Japan.
quote by Pedro Almodovar
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No Bulls-Hit
Pink rain fell on the matador's hat
As the bull she'd slain lay beneath her feet
Its mouth a gap its nostrils still flared
And its life and tearblood rushed from his splayed chest
No tears or words were used as slowly her blade was drawn from flesh
And when the spray of rain did cleanse the blood
The blade gleamed like cupid's cursed arrows
And the edges seemed sharper than its irony
She stood there with the bull's scarred heart lying out an offering
And slowly she turned claiming his death for her game
She is a matador and evasion is her game
The nearer came the bull the better fun for her
Till finally straight on he near caught her
Now he lays dead.
poem by Evan Histed
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Muse And Centaur
He says that she is his muse,
she declares he is her mentor;
the former’s cognomen is Cruz,
the latter’s Almodóvar, center
of her artistic life, director
of her best movies, their embraces
shown not on screens by a projector,
but promontories in private places,
collaboration of Penel-
ope and Pedro paradigm
of poetry whose words excel
by pivoting their prose on rhyme.
Charlie Rose interviewed Penelope Cruz in a segment of “60 Minutes” on January 17,2010. She declared that Pedro Almodóvar had called her his muse, declaring that he was her mentor.
1/17/10
poem by Gershon Hepner
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My feelings are those of a schoolboy getting in sight of the holidays. Or more seriously, my feelings are perhaps those of a matador who has decided not to enter the bull ring.
quote by Geoffrey Fisher
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The Flower of My Secret is definitely more based in true emotions. I also wanted to make something more realistic, but not naturalistic or simple.
quote by Pedro Almodovar
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The Golden Horse
She rolled up her Faith
in me
each night
using it for her soft pillow.
She had the Love We Shared
in a locket around her neck.
Her covers were her Blanket
of Hopes and Dreams,
and I told her stories
of knights,
castles
and her favorites-
of the Golden Horse
and Pedro
-Two Musketeers.
'The Golden Horse
and Pedro' I said
'were riding the night sky
and heard screaming
'leave me alone
leave me alone.'
Wings flapping
they landed peering into
a little girls bed-room
and Pedro asked
'little girl
what is wrong? '
'They don't like me
and they sent me in here
with nothing to eat.'
'What happened? the Golden Horse said.
'They say I ate all the cookies and I shouldn't have
but I was hungry.
I couldn't tell them it was me
so I told them it was my brother.'
'Well' said Golden
what can you do?
What can you do to fix it? '
'I don't know the little girl
said, 'they are mean.'
I'd ask my daughter
what she would do
and after a discussion among
ideas would flow.
Solution:
The little girl and her mother would
bake some more cookies
and a special one for the brother.
This way the little girl fixed the problem
and mended relationships.
Yep. Story after story was like that.
Murder?
People came back to life
if you kept them in your heart
that is where they can life forever.
Poverty?
Have to learn to see the riches
residing in each other-
in friends and neighbors.
Bad and evil.
Fight but don't hate.
Evil, learn what it is;
be patience
and resist.
These the Golden Horse stories
the ones my oldest now tells her kids.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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With this silent film, I wanted to hide what was going on in the clinic. I wanted to cover it up in the best cinematic way and in an entertaining manner.
quote by Pedro Almodovar
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The Vengeance
The Vengeance
There is no war it is all happening on TV, for our
entertainment, I look out of the window and see
no dead bodies, no blood or bombed buildings,
or soldiers prancing about, except Pedro coming
back after hunting rabbits. He hates rabbits since
one chased him and bit his bum, he was twelve
at the time but the indignity made him malicious.
He hunts rabbits in the morning, they hear him
come and hide in burrows, except for the unwise
that think they can make play hide and seek with
him. Pedro is a crack shot and at times bag one,
which is good for us, had he always missed his
hatred may have grown to include us and the war
would move from the TV screen on to our street.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Pedro, Pablo and Little José
I have spent an hour
lying in the sun
on Joe Brickle's farm
waiting for Pedro and Pablo
to fetch Little José
with his sickle and scythe
to cut down the high grass
so Pedro and Pablo
can gun their mowers
over the cowlicks.
After Joe Brickle died
the grass on his farm
soared to the sky.
His goats ate it all
till his son flew home
and trucked all the goats
to the slaughterhouse.
At Sadie's Cafe in town
old friends of Joe declare
goats bring a good dollar.
I have not wasted my time
lying in the sun today.
I've been watching
two doves on the ground
walking in circles
waiting for a sparrow
to land and dance on
the rungs of the feeder
Joe Brickle hung
in his Dogwood.
The doves need the seed
the sparrow will scatter.
Joe Brickle named goats
after prophets in the Bible.
He might be happy to know
that I've named the doves
Pedro and Pablo
and the sparrow
now landing
is Little José.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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After the enormous success of All About my Mother, all the awards and everything, I wanted to start a movie in exactly the same place that I used to be before. I wanted to show that all of the success had not changed my perception.
quote by Pedro Almodovar
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No Way Pedro
No way pedro, no way jose
I just wanna know, are you goin my way?
Oh, I saw you standin by the borderline
You can never make up your mind
No way cisco, no way pancho
Why dont you meet me, back at the rancho?
Well, if you get there, please dont be late
How can I get you now, if I hesitate?
No way kemosabe, no way tonto
Come here quick, ya gotta make it pronto
Well, when you head them, off at the pass
Baby, I just want a love to last
No way pedro, no way jose
Just wanna know, are you goin my way?
Oh, I saw you standin, by the borderline
I just want you to make up, your goddamned mind
Youll never make up your mind
Well, youll never make up your mind
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Cukor is one of my favorite directors. He was a master at directing women.
quote by Pedro Almodovar
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A Bull For Me
I think, Sirs, and most inimitable Ladies
I think I prefer to look at a bull
The sketch of a bull, the head of a bull perhaps
even if but a study by an artist
rather than some fancy prophet in glorious paint
or in grand chapel or some miracle recounted
in paint and colors and with consummate skill
or even God descending
ah, all these do not take my fancy
they smack too much of the Elevated;
there’s too much
of the grandstanding in these
Grand Divine Themes
but the face of a bull, ah give me a sketch
of the face of a bull
just the bull, all marks of nature in it
and just itself
no symbolism, no conceit, no artifice
no High sounding theology, no Revelation
but just animal nature in its nudity
being a bull
just animal, its eyes and mouth and horns
just all coming together to form one creature
a portrait of a bull anytime for me
Sirs and most inimitable Ladies
none of the Holy Ones and the Great Prophets
and the Mighty and the Divine
and the Grand-Looking:
no bull for me, please;
just the plain head of a bull, as it is
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Pedro....
the seven year old
orangutan
takes the grape from
the fat woman's lips
barely 18,
perhaps her wish
is to see Pedro turn
into a real man
so he can have her
for dinner.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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La Habanera
This is havana
The night before the revolution
Carlos romero pambo plays the symphony
For latin piano
Popping corks and blasting bullets
La habanera dances in the streets
And like every night
Pedro comacho sells peanuts
Outside the tropicana club
Dont ask me why
Life is one day
La habanera
La habanera
She dances on the street at night
La habanera
La habanera
She is ready for a fight
Dont ask my why
Pedro comacho
The former informer of the secret police
Is still standing outside the club
Pretending to be blind
He watches the last plane to miami
Disappearing in a flaming purple sky
Now he knows
He has been left behind
Dont ask me why
Life is one day
La habanera
La habanera
She dances under street lights
La habanera
La habanera
She is ready for a fight
song performed by by Yello
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La Habanera
This is havana
The night before the revolution
Carlos romero pambo plays the symphony
For latin piano
Popping corks and blasting bullets
La habanera dances in the streets
And like every night
Pedro comacho sells peanuts
Outside the tropicana club
Dont ask me why
Life is one day
La habanera
La habanera
She dances on the street at night
La habanera
La habanera
She is ready for a fight
Dont ask my why
Pedro comacho
The former informer of the secret police
Is still standing outside the club
Pretending to be blind
He watches the last plane to miami
Disappearing in a flaming purple sky
Now he knows
He has been left behind
Dont ask me why
Life is one day
La habanera
La habanera
She dances under street lights
La habanera
La habanera
She is ready for a fight
song performed by by Yello
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I also wanted to express the strength of cinema to hide reality, while being entertaining. Cinema can fill in the empty spaces of your life and your loneliness.
quote by Pedro Almodovar
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Jim Brown
While I was handling Dom Pedro
I got at the thing that divides the race between men who are
For singing "Turkey in the straw" or "There is a fountain filled with blood" --
(Like Rile Potter used to sing it over at Concord);
For cards, or for Rev. Peet's lecture on the holy land;
For skipping the light fantastic, or passing the plate;
For Pinafore, or a Sunday school cantata;
For men, or for money;
For the people or against them.
This was it:
Rev. Peet and the Social Purity Club,
Headed by Ben Pantier's wife,
Went to the Village trustees,
And asked them to make me take Dom Pedro
From the barn of Wash McNeely, there at the edge of town,
To a barn outside of the corporation,
On the ground that it corrupted public morals.
Well, Ben Pantier and Fiddler Jones saved the day --
They thought it a slam on colts.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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