Graded On A Curve
It's a waste of time
It's a race that can't be won
Call the whole thing off
Well that's easier said than done
And I try to shut it out
And I think I've figured out
That it makes no sense to compare what I've done
So what do I do now that I'm alone?
I've been building up and tearing down
and looking for what never can be found
So what do I do now that I'm alone?
God I tried so hard to get here
but still I'm averaged out
Graded on a curve
Put the blinders on and believe in someone else
You're not what they want that's exactly what they sell
And it's all been preordained but it's never quite the same
Once you've figured out that it makes no sense
And I don't care if I'm the one who makes mistakes
And I don't care how long this is going to take
Does it really matter how you played the game
when you were never really in it
song performed by by Face To Face
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Baby Blues
(bth australian version)
I wonder whats happening to me
Things are changing so dramatically
Ill search for you, youre not really there
Still I wonder knowing that you do care
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
He is the best thing to come my way
Perfect picture baby blues in my day
He is the best thing to come around
Sleeping in his cradle safe and sound
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
Baby blues, baby blues
Baby blues, baby blues
Baby baby, baby blues
Baby baby, baby blues
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
song performed by by Cranberries
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No Reason To Change
(troy seals/mentor williams)
I know a man we call him poor boy jones
Hes never been a 100 miles from home
Hes got a pretty good farm
And a level head
A heart of gold
No satelite dish for his tv set
And he aint on lie with the internet
He says guitar music entertains us here
And it sounds real good to the untrained ear
And I cant find a rason to echange
More of this and more of that
Has never been my game
The way Ive got it figured out
I aint missed a thing
And I cant find a reason to change
Some people like to fly around first class
But a greyhound bus goes pretty dang fast
Been a while lot of times when time were lean
A big night out was a dairy queen
He says all my children believe in god
They can hold their own
They can hold a job
Theres a whole lot of color in the human race
And loving one another makes a better place
And I cant find a rason to echange
More of this and more of that
Has never been my game
The way Ive got it figured out
I aint missed a thing
And I cant find a reason to change
No, I cant find a reason to change
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Did You Pass or Fail?
Why is it easier to be arrogant?
Why is it easier to be cruel?
Why is it easier to be evil?
Why is it easier to hurt?
Why is it easier to an asshole?
Why is it easier to victimize?
Why is it easier to abuse?
Why is it easier to use?
Why is it easier to be greedy?
Why is it easier to be selfish?
Why is it easier to be self centered?
Why is it easier to steal?
Why is it easier to manipulate?
Why is it easier to lie?
My thoughts is it is a test to all man kind
Did you pass or fail?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A Full Figured Woman.....
A full figured woman
who is full of love
a woman who tries to fit in
and tries to show emotion
but can never do none of the above.
A full figured woman
who is full of peace
but no man wants to touch her
as if she's some type of disease.
A full figured woman
who puts her self down
who smiles in the crowd
who hurts her sense of worth
when no one's around.
A full figured woman
yes, thats me
i am all the woman i need to be
from the curl of my lips
to the curves in my hips.
Yes, i am a full figured woman
who is tired of being judged
but i will never be ashamed
for having more than one pudge!
poem by Jennifer Foreman
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Time To Change The Hands Again
I've turned my clock back once again.
My body says, 'What have you done? '
I was so peaceful yesterday.
I was in tune with the sun.
But the so-called time engineers must think
they've got it all figured out.
They will give you lots of reasons
of what it's all about.
Not one thing that they say to me
makes any sense at all.
People's and animal's biological clocks
are in synch with the rise and fall
of the sun, the moon and the stars at night,
not with the hands of a clock.
People who monkey around with time
have put my body in shock.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Do Your Thing
Just do your thing
If it makes you feel better
Go on and sing
If it makes you feel better
Shufflin' feet
Snuck up on me now
This young man's lost his way
He don't believe
All the stuff they told him
He's caught up in the fray
He said I've got this great big
Bag full of dreams
And I don't know what to do
I said a wise man gave me
The key to life
And now I give it to you
And I said
Just do your thing
If it makes you feel better
You're running that race
A little bit faster now
Towards your finish lines
Such a disgrace
You missed all the beautiful
You can't buy back the time
So stop and love
And dance and live
And laugh until you cry
Don't wake up to realize that
Your time has passed you by
Just do your thing
If it makes you feel better
Go on and sing
If it makes you feel better
You can cling to your fears if you want to
To your heart and your soul
You must be true
Chorus
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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Crank Call
If youre waiting for a call
It is double trouble the pressure of it all
This line is due for communication
Not if youve lost all reason
Crank call
Aint no fun at all
They want love they want a pantomime
To cut you in two thats a sexual crime
They dig the dirt they deal in
They dig the dirt they feed on
Crank call
Aint no fun at all
Oh yeah, all right
We dont waste time tonight
Oh yeah, all right
Why waste time tonight
Oh yeah, all right
Im mad Im all right
That tonight
We drop in you in heaven or hell
Ape has taken control
Theyre breakin the kids
Theyre beating the bids
And that is all they feed on
Crank call
Aint no fun at all
Oh yeah, all right
We dont waste time tonight
Oh yeah, all right
Im mad Im all right
Oh yeah, all right
Why waste time tonight
Oh yeah, all right
Im mad Im all right
That tonight
Oh yeah, all right
Why waste time tonight
Oh yeah, all right
Im mad Im all right
Oh yeah, all right
Why waste time tonight
Oh yeah, all right
Im mad Im all right
That tonight
song performed by by Billy Idol
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Follow The Format
make a big scene
make this glass house my coffin
you missed the big picture
well its the words that youre coughing out on your sleeve
so forge my sins here in song
well i'm telling you now what youve known all along
and its tired, so true, more subtle than you
theres a lull in the stereo
its calling for you (calling for you)
its calling for you
well i'm a slave to my vices (its true)
theyve all been renamed as a crutch
so drag my name and my face through the mud
flattery can flatter me (flattery can flatter me)
showing just how vicious you could be
do what you came here to do (do what you came here to do)
trigger finger gets you pointed in the right direction
my new found discretion
its not a lie if you believe it
its no mistake if its always repeated
its not a lie if you believe it
its no mistake if its always repeated
shall we call it quits or just wait? (its not a lie if you believe it)
even, even if my last name rhymes with your rescue of hear say
do not say you know (its no mistake if its repeated)
call me out
its not a lie (its such a lie)
but I dont need to hear it from you
so whats another word for (i dont need to hear it from you)
whats another word for (dont need to hear it from you)
whats another word for (i dont need to hear it from you)
whats another word for (dont need to hear it from you)
it gets easier with doses of time (easier with doses of time)
easier with doses of time (easier with doses of time)
easier with doses of time (easier with doses of time)
easier with doses of time (easier with doses of time)
Show us just how vicious you could be
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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See Yourself
Its easier to tell a lie than it is to tell the truth
Its easier to kill a fly than it is to turn it loose
Its easier to criticize somebody else
Than to see yourself
Its easier to give a sigh and be like all the rest
Who stand around and crucify you while you do your best
Its easier to see the books upon the shelf
Than to see yourself
Its easier to hurt someone and make them cry
Than it is to dry their eyes
I got tired of fooling around with other peoples lies
Rather Id find someone thats true
Its easier to say you wont than it is to feel you can
Its easier to drag your feet than it is to be a man
Its easier to look at someone eless wealth
Than to see yourself
song performed by by George Harrison
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Just Do Your Thing
Just do your thing if it makes you feel better go on and sing if it makes you feel better shufflin feet snuck up on me now this young mans lost his way he dont believe all the
F they told him hes caught up in the fray he said Ive got this great big bag full of dreams and I dont know what to do I said a wise man gave me the key to life and now I give i
You and I said just do your thing if it makes you feel better youre running that race a little bit faster now towards your finish lines such a disgrace you missed all the beauti
You cant buy back the time so stop and love and dance and live and laugh until you cry dont wake up to realize that your time has passed you by just do your thing if it makes yo
L better go on and sing if it makes you feel better you can cling to your fears if you want to to your heart and your soul you must be true chorus
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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I'm Reading Psalm 31...
Sin….
what is it? Is there such a thing?
Is it, would it be, a good thing to have?
do I want it? or do I have it,
so deep, it’s more trouble than illumination…?
All that sadness, all that sense of failure,
all that sense of impending doom,
all that guilt in respect of
person or persons unknown…
or that always trying to please persons
known or unknown…
yes, that makes sense…
So, who am I supposed to have sinned against?
Since I’m a bit hazy about God, then
have I sinned against myself?
Memories now of schooldays – Michael,
you’ve let yourself down…and then
of course they have to add, and you’ve let down
your parents, and you’ve let me down
as your teacher….seems I’m some sorta
team player… who picked this team anyway?
OK, let’s just suppose that there’s
some vast, perfect self-balancing system
running the whole caboosh (with maybe,
wholly good intentions) so that
if you steer badly, then there’s
first the hard shoulder, then the grass verge,
then maybe if you’re on the race track,
piled-up tires, some sort of resistant and yet yielding wall..
and after the hospital period, your steering
is rather more careful, rather more attentive…
so maybe, a sense of … let’s call it
good roadsmanship –
‘Paradise Garden Welcomes Careful Drivers’…
would be a good thing … say ‘sin’
but smile as you say it …
just a warning sign - 'Black Spot'; 'Dangerous Bend';
where the other guys came to grief...
and life – the highs and oh those deepdown downlows –
is more about being your very agreeable self,
and somebody else’s idea of sin
very much a thing of the past;
the neighbours wave at you,
and the postman seems glad to see you.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A Dismissing of the Time They Get
For those who wish were given,
More time to find.
Is it easier,
When they get it.
And when they get it is it,
Found to be more waste of time.
For those who wish were given,
More time to find.
Is it easier,
When they get it.
And when they get it is it,
Found to be more waste of time.
Specific duties,
Are found to be more waste of time.
Priorities,
Are found to be more waste of time.
Those doings to be done,
Are found to be more waste of time.
And nobody admits it,
A dismissing of the time they get.
Specific duties,
Are found to be more waste of time.
Priorities,
Are found to be more waste of time.
Those doings to be done,
Are found to be more waste of time.
And nobody admits it,
A dismissing of the time they get.
For those who wish were given,
More time to find.
Is it easier,
When they get it.
And when they get it is it,
Found to be more waste of time.
Specific duties,
Are found to be more waste of time.
Priorities,
Are found to be more waste of time.
And nobody admits it,
A dismissing of the time they get.
Those doings to be done,
Are found to be more waste of time.
And nobody admits it,
A dismissing of the time they get.
And nobody admits it,
A dismissing of the time they get.
Nobody admits it.
Nobody admits it.
Nobody admits it a dismissing of a time they get.
Nobody admits it a dismissing of a time they get.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shut Off Notices
'Even when to them done,
People still do not get the message.'
Trying to play catch up,
With time given to them lost...
Makes as much sense,
As one setting their alarm clock...
Ten minutes fast,
Only to appear an hour late...
And out of breath.
With yet another excuse delivered to make.
'And...
This is accepted behavior? '
ACCEPTED?
Are you kidding?
The only thing everyone knows,
That happens on time here is...
Those 'shut off notices' received,
From the phone company, cable...
And their utilities.
When someone gets a statement that reads,
'Pay By Noon'...
Pointless it is,
To attempt to make arrangements...
At twelve-o-Five.
'Even when to them done,
People still do not get the message.'
They do.
But guess who is faulted and blamed?
'The utility people supplying the service? '
Them and everyone else,
Tired of putting up with that nonsense.
And have had it with a servicing to them patience.
'So those shut off notices 'are' effective? '
In an 'offending giving kind of way',
Yes!
'Have you ever sent anyone a 'Shut Off Notice? '
No!
But I have...
However,
Made sure any messages delivered I did send...
Were understood without a need for me to vent,
In last statements written.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Waste Of Time
you want to think I have a problem
well think again it lies within you
you act so rude and immature
ill act the same I wont acknowledge you
but yet you still want to run your mouth
well why even waste your time
I despise your whole existence
and that's the bottom line
your a waste of time
don't waste my time
no need for adolescent gossip
fact is that you need to grow up
don't concern yourself with my life
because I could care less what you do
you say hello to my face
ingrates and sellouts to our backs
its no miscommunication
guts is something that you lack
your a jealous bitter waste of time
there is no need to pretend
I don't owe you a thing
don't act like we are friend
you wonder why I feel like this
come on open up your eyes
your all mindless and gutless
that is why I say
I could care less what you do
your just a waste of time
song performed by by Unseen
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Would You Like to Participate With Us
Would you like to participate with us,
During our global meditation?
Many of us are striving for a higher consciousness!
And we are going to do this the first of the year.
At 12noon!
'Excuse me?
A higher what?
Consciousness.
Oh, I'm conscious all right.
Ain't nuthin' wrong with my mind!
Naw...
Ya'll go 'head with that mess!
Since...
That's yo thing not my thing and my thing ain't yo thing.
And you and them that do those things think ya'll all that!
Well..
My feet is on the Earth,
And I ain't got time to waste on nonsense!
I ain't 'bout to raise 'nuthin' no time soon!
I ain't got time to waste on that! '
So, that is a no?
'That's yo thing not my thing and my thing ain't yo thing.
And you and them that do those things think ya'll all that!
You better come down to Earth and be real! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Angels With Dirty Faces
I need this to get me through
can't resist and don't want to
believe it I know it's true
I can't beat and don't want to try
perfect hell
it's more to me than you ever will know
down here where the rest of us fell
waste away with nothing left to show
while I'm in this perfect hell
obsession has begun
possessed by destruction
how did I get so low
believe me no one knows
sometimes I can't hold on
and no one can help me
now it's got a hold of me
I don't think I can make it through this
now it's got a hold of me
the less I do the more it makes no sense
I'm walking pollution who's drained by delusions
on the verge of destruction I cave in to abduction
thin blood I'm bleeding my pulse won't stop racing
just as my heart explodes
no chance that I could win
too hard to not give in
I just don't feel the same
cause I'm the one to blame
sometimes I can't hold on
and no one can help me
now it's got a hold of me
I don't think I can make it through this
now it's got a hold of me
the less I do the more it makes no sense
I need this to be myself
it feels like I need some help
it's too late to save myself
or it's just in my head
now it's got a hold of me
I don't think I can make it through this
now it's got a hold of me
the less I do the more it makes no sense
now it's got a hold of me
I don't think I can make it through this
now it's got a hold of me
the less I do the more it makes no sense
song performed by by Sum 41
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The Internet is like alcohol in some sense. It accentuates what you would do anyway. If you want to be a loner, you can be more alone. If you want to connect, it makes it easier to connect.
Esther Dyson in Interview in Time Magazine (October 2005)
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A Reformed Penny Pincher
I've figured it out,
I'm more on top...
Than just a dollar.
And I don't bother,
To worry about how many I've got.
I've figured it out,
I'm more on top...
Than just a dollar.
And I don't bother,
To worry about how many I've got.
My worth is not how much I've got up in my pockets.
Copped up in stocks.
Or...
Those markets to be watched.
Nor do I pinch a penny,
Everyday to pitch a fit.
Because I know that pinching pennies,
Makes not a bit of sense.
I've figured it out,
I'm more on top...
Than just a dollar.
And I don't bother,
To worry about how many I've got.
My worth is not knocked up,
Or rocked by losing dollars.
Or scream and holler...
About what I have not.
My worth is not how much I've got up in my pockets.
Copped up in stocks.
Or,
Those markets to be watched.
I guess I'm just a reformed penny pincher.
Believing my self worth a richer picture.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pet Name
You gave me a pet name
Which is not to say I like it
We met at a party
Not to say I was invited
You said love was just a lie
But I could tell that you were lying
And we almost figured out how wed get along
And given time wed find it strange to be alone and
You work in a hotel
At the magazine concession
Back in just five minutes
Reads the sign above your station
Slip your profits in a bag
And youre looking up to the hour hand
And we almost figured out how well get along
And given time well find it strange to be alone and
You just forgot your one pet name for me
And all those promises you said youd keep
And its a lucky thing
Because that sentimental stuff
Doesnt suit you
At all
Waiting at the bus stop
For just about an hour
Strategies for hangman
Cats cradle, origami
You say Im ok for a guy
But I can tell that you are lying
And weve almost figured out how well get along
And given time well find it strange to be alone and
You just forgot your one pet name for me
And all those promises you said youd keep
And its a lucky thing
Because that sentimental stuff
Doesnt
You just forgot your one pet name for me
And all those promises you said youd keep
And its a lucky thing
Because that sentimental stuff
Doesnt suit you
At all
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Making sense
No sense in it if you act non-sense
People may push you away with sense
You may think why people are utterly non-sense?
When you are perfectly ok and act wit sense
You may fail in your love attempts
Some thing may force you or to act prompt
Still you act with sense and avoid
You may face difficulties which are self maid
You may act wise with change of scene
Gentleman like approach when publicly seen
Is it not the humanly act minus sin?
When one tries to project what he has been?
What comes to your help or rescue?
You may be wondering without any clue
You may blink and face may turn blue
When projection makes no sense for you
Sense is third eye for human being
Timely act may make him king
Opponent may face defeat in the ring
You may survive……………..
What, if nothing suggests or paves the way?
Your voice may not be heard or have the say
You may stick to position and bat for long
Still it makes sense that you are not always wrong
You will know what lies ahead?
Common sense may stop you to be mislead
So even if you are worried or so tense
You may act wise and come out with sense
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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