Solid Booze
And we are growing along spiritual lines
Will never mean we should stop to have big fun time
Oh oh oh
Should it be for the very first of all to pray
And to report it to your next in an effective way
But whatever our ideals turn to be
We must be willing to break it through
We must be willing to make amends where we
Ever have to put some harm on too
She is my she's my all
She is my all surrounding solid booze you know
She is my all surrounding solid booze you know
She is my all surrounding solid booze you know
And we are growing along the spiritual lines
Would never mean we should believe in all those
Different kinds
Oh oh oh
Could it be the very first of all to recognize
Its the better sense to take it once and give it twice
But whatever our ideals turn out to be
We should be willing to break it through
We should be willing to realize
That attitudes have got us too
She is my
She's my all
song performed by by Falco
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Solid Rock
Well take a look at that
I made a castle in the sand
Saying this is where its at you know
Couldnt understand now
If I realised that the chances were slim
How come Im so surprised when the tide rolled in
I wanna live on solid rock
Im gonna live on solid rock
I wanna give I dont wanna be blocked
Im gonna live on solid rock
Well Im sick of potential
Im sick of vanity now
Im sticking to essential reality now
I dont know whats worse
Try to make a silk purse
Living an illusion living in confusion
Well a house of cards
Was never built for shock
You could blow it down in any kind of weather
Now two solid rocks two solid blocks
You know theyre gonna stick
Yeah theyre gonna stick together
Because the heart you break
Thats the one that you rely on
The bed that you make
Thats the one you gotta lie on
When you point, your finger cos your plan fell through
You got three more fingers pointing back at you
I wanna live on solid rock
Im gonna live on solid rock
I wanna give I dont wanna be blocked
Im gonna live on solid rock
Im solid rock now
song performed by by Dire Straits
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Sober
Royal Canadian blended
The spicy aroma had mended me
Matured for years and imported
Into my glass you poured it
And you're the only reason
That I remain unfrozen
Suppose it stands to reason
That you would turn on me
You're so solid
You're so solid
It burns inside of me
Cause you're so solid
It burns inside of me
The wild turkey's been chosen
Its caramel nose could smell me
Arbourler/Jameson I love you
The single malts came burning
And you're the only reason
That I remain unfrozen
Suppose it stands to reason
That you would turn on me
You're so solid
You're so solid
It burns inside of me
Cause you're so solid
It burns inside of me
Royal Canadian Blended
The spicy aroma had mended me
And you're the only reason
That I remain unfrozen
Suppose it stands to reason
That you would turn on me
You're so solid
You're so solid
It burns inside of me
Cause you're so solid
It burns inside of me
song performed by by Muse from Showbiz
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Alankar (Decor) -28
Villains(Rondel)
Lot lots are villains surrounding
Like dust that helps mites to build mounds
Get housed snakes but there in mites'mounds
Dust and snakes no doubt surrounding
But they are rare seen surrounding
Not in huge swarms like mosquitoes
Lot lots are villains surrounding
'Bite and suck' their manifestoes
These are just few picks surrounding
Lot more in the guise of servants
Be it loam or home, those servants
Cheat, beat, loot to grab anything
Lot lots are villains surrounding
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Surmountable Enlightened Ideals
I have thought
devoted more than
twenty years
to intangible things
solid materialists
would devalue.
Ephemeral
ennobling ideals
sourcing
spiritual morality
materialism's
destitute junkies
would consider
frivolous.
Surmountable
enlightened ideals
that will spiritually
revolutionize
a world still
locked within
frozen wastes fearing
metaphorical ice age.
A lost product...
consuming
world still
locked within
a fear or faithless
echo insecurity
abhorring poverty
psyche still fears.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Solid Love
We got a break
Unbelievable
We got a break
Right in the middle of this
Hollywood heartache
We got this solid love
All around the town
Good hearts are going under
Love bandits con and plunder
Let nobody put asunder this solid love . . .
We got a chance
Hot dog darlin
We got a chance
No more, no more
Fly-by-night romance
We got this solid love
Love has always made me
Feel so uneasy
I couldnt relax and just be me
More like some strange disease
Than this solid love . . .
Tested and blessed, darlin
Im gonna give you my very best
Youre my hope
Youre my happiness
You
Open my heart you do
You open my heart
You do
Yes you do
We got a break
Unbelievable
We got a break
Right in the middle of this
Hollywood heartache
We got this solid love
All around the town
Good hearts are going under
Love bandits con and plunder
Let nobody put asunder this solid love . . .
We got a chance
Hot dog darlin
We got a chance
No more, no more
Fly-by-night romance
We got this solid love
Love has always made me
Feel so uneasy
I couldnt relax and just be me
More like some strange disease
Than this solid love . . .
Tested and blessed, darlin
Im gonna give you my very best
You are my happiness
You
Open my heart up you do
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Intangible Things
I have thought devoted
more than twenty years
to intangible things
solid materialists would devalue.
Ephemeral ennobling ideals
sourcing spiritual morality
materialism's destitute junkies
would consider frivolous.
Surmountable enlightened ideals
that will spiritually revolutionize
fundamental world still locked within
frozen wastes fearing an ice age.
A lost product consuming
world still locked within
a fear or faithless insecurity
abhorring poverty still fears.
Only mad dogs
will insatiable prey upon
the wretched
forsaken of the earth.
Only mad dogs
will boast of exploiting
the wretched
down trodden of the earth.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Solid
In between where I've been and everywhere that I want to be
One piece here and one chip there, I am broken beyond repair
Why should I care?
Soon you won't be able to see me at all
If the sun shines down on me tomorrow
Will it fill me up or leave me hollow?
Not quite disappearing altogether
I'm here but I'm never solid....
No one comes and no one calls
I might as well not be here at all
I crack up, I break down
On a ledge above solid ground
Please talk me down
song performed by by Warrant
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Solid
In between where I've been and everywhere that I want to be
One piece here and one chip there, I am broken beyond repair
Why should I care?
Soon you won't be able to see me at all
If the sun shines down on me tomorrow
Will it fill me up or leave me hollow?
Not quite disappearing altogether
I'm here but I'm never solid....
No one comes and no one calls
I might as well not be here at all
I crack up, I break down
On a ledge above solid ground
Please talk me down
song performed by by Warrant
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Once Too Many Times
I had one too many
A thousand would'nt be enough
Yesterday is gone
Today is a new day
Insanity! go away
I've accepted the things I can't change
If tragedy hits
Life is the pits
So don't turn to booze
You'll surely lose
I can't drown my sorrows
In booze no more
I'm gonna hit a meeting
Instead of a liquor store
I'm sick and tired of living in pain
Sick and tired of living in shame
I must change my ways
Before I go insane
So young lads
Please, don't tread on the rocks, I stumbled on
Don't be a boozer
Sure enough
You will be a loser
poem by Matt Mondschein
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A Step Too Far
He stepped out of a sinking ship,
he didn't stumble, fall or trip
but stepped with solid footing in
for refuge in her warm kitchen.
The fridge was stocked with meat and booze,
he gladly helped himself to this.
His belly hurt, he burped and farted.
feasting ‘till his bottom hissed.
When he awoke at break of day
his aching head all full of pain,
he blamed the kitchen for his fate,
and smashed the cups and dinner plates.
He slammed the cupboards and what's more
he threw the cutlery on the floor!
Then when he'd done with causing havoc,
and she threw him out for shame,
he found he'd stepped a step too far
and begged to be let in again.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Billy Spleen
Im heading for the end on top of this bullshit
I dont want to hear it.
I found my way again.
Its hard to explain it
I know that I hate it
I dont feel this could be real.
I find so hard Im falling apart
So much so much for what for what we said.
No matter what I say, you turn your back away.
Its never going to break you,
Its never going to make you fall.
No matter what I say, you turn your back away.
Its never going to break you,
Its never going to make you fall.
This fake reality I never can make up the time that you take up.
Its my worst enemy.
Im on a mission to feed my addiction.
So sick of thoughts so empty.
Its well overflowed Im bound to explode.
So much so much for what for what we said.
No matter what I say, you turn your back away.
Its never going to break you,
Its never going to make you fall.
No matter what I say, you turn your back away.
Its never going to break you,
Its never going to make you fall.
Somehow between the lines its clearer
Locked down and chained up to the mirror.
Somehow between the lines its clearer
Locked down it takes apart of me.
Im heading for the end on top of this bullsh**
I dont want to hear it.
I found my way again.
Its hard to explain it
I know that I hate it
I dont feel this could be real.
I find so hard Im falling apart
So much so much for what for what we said.
No matter what I say,
You turn your back away.
Its never going to break you,
Its never going to make you fall.
No matter what I say, you turn your back way.
Its never going to break you
Its never going to make you fall.
song performed by by Sum 41
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Villon's Straight Tip to All Cross Coves
"Tout aux tavernes et aux filles."
Suppose you screeve? or go cheap-jack?
Or fake the broads? or fig a nag?
Or thimble-rig? or knap a yack?
Or pitch a snide? or smash a rag?
Suppose you duff? or nose and lag?
Or get the straight, and land your pot?
How do you melt the multy swag?
Booze and the blowens cop the lot.
Fiddle, or fence, or mace, or mack;
Or moskeneer, or flash the drag;
Dead-lurk a crib, or do a crack;
Pad with a slang, or chuck a fag;
Bonnet, or tout, or mump and gag;
Rattle the tats, or mark the spot;
You can not bank a single stag;
Booze and the blowens cop the lot.
Suppose you try a different tack,
And on the square you flash your flag?
At penny-a-lining make your whack,
Or with the mummers mug and gag?
For nix, for nix the dibbs you bag!
At any graft, no matter what,
Your merry goblins soon stravag:
Booze and the blowens cop the lot.
THE MORAL
It's up the spout and Charley Wag
With wipes and tickers and what not.
Until the squeezer nips your scrag,
Booze and the blowens cop the lot.
poem by William Ernest Henley
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I Don't Need The Booze
(toni dae/joy swines)
I've been known to tie one on and honky tonk til half past three
But the party don't get started til my baby pours her love on me
She's a hundred proof, lord she's smooth
She makes me moan all night long
So i don't need the booze to get a buzz on
I've tried it all from tennessee whiskey
To ozark mountain moonshine
But it's her sweet love that packs the punch
And keeps me higher than a georgia pine
Mr southern comfort don't come in a bottle
I get a double shot of love home grown
So i don't need booze to get a buzz on
My little country girl makes my head whirl and my knees begin to shake
No i can't walk no chalk line i ain't a talking or a thinking straight
I'm hooked on my baby's love there ain't nothing in a jug this strong
And i don't need the booze to get a buzz on
I've tried it all from tennessee whiskey
To ozark mountain moonshine
Bu it's her sweet love that packs the punch
And keeps me higher than a georgia pine
Mr southern comfort don't come in a bottle
I get a double shot of love home grown
So i don't need booze to get a buzz on
I wear a blue ribbon grin every now and then
But i don't need that to get stoned
I don't need the booze to get a buzz on
No i don't need the booze to get a buzz on
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Solid concrete
rosy cheek against solid concrete
the cold sting of the world beneath me
a rivulet of tears runs with a slope
the peculiar smile of solitary satisfaction
the feelings turn into a numbness
which words cannot describe
the voices in my head have left me
a terrifying fact reveals itself
I am all alone
though the haunting echos will return
and my somber mind will infect
the growing darkness of my soul
their return comforts me
for the voices have become companions
they listen
but they smirk
at the sight of a young woman
laying alone on a solid concrete floor
poem by Danjele Loos
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Where You Are
You say, lean on me.
I lean on you and find
That you have got the strenght
To get me through my day
You say, trust in me
I trusted you and so I found
The truth that set me free
And on my way
All that I am
And everything Ill ever be
Is because of you, because youre in my heart
And Im dazzled by all that I see
By everything surrounding me
So come back, take me to where you are
Nothing I say, nothing I do
Could ever repay my debt I owe to you
You give and I receive
Here I stand, my head in a whirl
A little bit lost,
A little in awe of what you say
You have in store for me
All that I am and everything Ill ever be
Is because of you, because youre in my heart
And Im dazzled by all that I see
By everything surrounding me
So come back, take me to where you are
All that I am and everything Ill ever be
Is because of you, because youre in my heart
And Im dazzled by all that I see
By everything surrounding me
So come back, take me to where you are
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Put To A Test
you put my love
on top
of this crucible
you put it
on fire
you blaze like
a fire in the forest.
i turn to red
porcelain
it is hot as hell
(as though
i was once there)
you form me
in the shape of
your love
i turn to fluid
and then after this
crucible test
i turn solid again.
there is not much change
inside, though
i feel stronger.
break me for i am yours.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When U Drink Ur Booze
When u drink ur booze
N u drink it slow
N reach for the doorknob
N miss the whole do’
Ur not drunk, u just been drinkin
When u drink ur booze
N u drink it red
N reach for the pillow
N miss the whole bed
Ur not drunk, u just been drinkin
When u drink ur booze
N u drink it fast
N reach behind u
N can’t touch your own ass
Ur not drunk, ur wasted
poem by P.R. Prosper
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Tamp em Up Solid
(traditional)
Tamp em up solid, so they wont come down
Tamp em up solid, buddy, so they wont come down
Tamp em up solid, so they wont come down
Tamp em up solid, buddy, so they wont come down
Baby, when you marry your railroad man
Every dayll be pay day, dollar bill in your hand
Baby, in your hand, baby, in your hand
Baby, in your hand, baby, in your hand
Mary and the baby laying in the bed
Thinking about the money that I aint made
So tamp em up solid so they wont come down
Tamp em up solid, buddy, so they wont come down
Captain called the water boy and the water boy laughed
Captain kicked the water boy yelling, yes, yes, yes
So tamp em up solid, so they wont come down
Tamp em up solid, buddy, so they wont come down
And you can do it, and you can do it, and you can do it
So they wont come down
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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A Solid Black
I am a solid black
The mystery ridiculed
And misunderstood
On the pages.
A solid black,
Resisting feelings
To contain the rages.
Enlightened,
And sharp at the edges
A solid black I am.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Beyond Sobriety
Here we go again
Back to a world of insanity
Question
To drink or not to drink
Return to bitterness
Another calamity
So well a gift of sobriety
For a brief blink of this alcoholics eye
How can this happen?
To a husband, father, fiend or foe
I am clueless once again
Recovery is history
One day at a time
Take it easy
Let go and let GOD
Gone
In my spiritual sense
How many times, oh LORD
Can forgiveness
Save my soul
How many times
I think not
To drink and then again
Death is at my door
As I booze
Once more
poem by Matt Mondschein
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