Run Like A Villain
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Big dick is a thumbs-up guy
He shot a missile in the sky
It functioned just as advertised
Until the fire made him cry
Look into it later
When the dust is clearing off the crater
Run like a villain let the good times roll
Run like a villain to the sugar bowl
Run like a villain cause you cant adjust
To a saccharine suburb in the mush
Ive got some loving arms around me
Darker than the tombs of egypt,
Dumber than the crudest fiction,
Buried in a melting coffin
Nights like this appeal to me!
Tracy got an afghan, pedigreed,
Prescription shades and designer jeans
A sony walkman on her head
All she wants is to be fed
Run, run, run, cause youre soft
Run, run, but dont get lost
The shining moon the dead oak tree
Nights like this appeal to me
Ive got some loving arms around me
The shining moon the dead oak tree
Nights like this appeal to me
Ive got some loving arms around me
Trying to steal a moment of pleasantry
In this zzzzzombieee birdhouse
Run, run, run run like a villain
Let the good times roll
Run like a villain to save your soul
It cant be done I already know
So Ill run like a villain to the sugar bowl
Cause who you are nobody knows
Who you are nobody knows
You rings on your fingers
And bells on your toes
song performed by by Iggy Pop

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The Hero and The Villain
When you see a Hero,
what do you think of the Hero?
'The Hero is Amazing'
'The Hero saves lives'
'The Hero is a bad person, not even human.'
'He stinks and I don't like the hero.'
People love the hero,
they love the hero cause he saves lives,
they love him cause he protects the city,
Some people don't like the hero cause they are
the ones who do crime.
Crimes like murder, kidnapping, stealing, sell drugs,
rob banks..... but the person who hates the hero the
most..... is the Villain.
The ones who hate the Villain the most is the people,
the hero never takes a life, the hero doesn't hate the Villain, the hero wants to help the Villain.
The Villain knows he needs help, but the Villain Doesn't want help, the Villain has been through an emotional life, the villains hates everyone...
Everyone knows a Superhero story goes, the Villain ends up Dead..
Everyone must know this..
Sometimes all the Villains were once heroes..
You die a hero, or you live long enough to see
yourself become the Villain....
poem by Noel Lopez

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Where Is That Villain?
Where is the villain...
I'm to fear and not go near?
Who is that villain?
Where is the villain...
I'm to fear and not go near?
Who is that villain?
Before I go outside,
My eyes are open wide...
To,
Look for a villain.
And someone to suspect,
Is...
Other than chillin'.
I can't sleep at night.
Without lights turned on bright,
Because...
I am looking for a villain.
Someone who says 'Boo',
And scares me too!
A villain hidden to do me in.
I can't sleep at night.
Without lights turned on bright,
Because...
I am looking for a villain.
Someone who says 'Boo',
And scares me too!
A villain hidden to do me in.
But...
Where is the villain,
I'm to fear and not go near?
Where is that villain?
Hidden to creep on me to leap.
Before I go outside,
My eyes are open wide...
To,
Look for a villain.
And someone to suspect,
Is...
Other than chillin'.
Hidden to creep on me to leap.
Where is the villain...
I'm to fear and not go near?
Where is that villain?
Hidden to leave me with the chills.
Where is the villain...
Hidden to leave me with the chills.
Where is that villain...
I can shoo away with my boot,
To scoot.
Where is that villain...
I can shoo away with my boot,
To scoot.
And...
Where is that villain,
I can shoo away with my boot to scoot.
Where is that villain,
I can shoo away with my boot to scoot.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Western
The Cowboy had a sterling heart,
The Maiden was from Boston,
The Rancher saw his wealth depart—
The Steers were what he lost on.
The Villain was a banker’s limb,
His spats and cane were nifty;
The Maiden needs must marry him—
Her father was not thrifty.
The Sheepmen were as foul as pitch,
The Cowboy was a hero,
The gold mine made the hero rich,
The Villain’s score was zero.
The Sheepmen tried to steal the maid,
The Villain sought the attic,
The Hero fifteen bad men slayed
With his blue automatic.
The Hero kissed the willing lass,
The final scene was snappy;
The Villain went to Boston, Mass.,
And everyone was happy.
poem by Ellis Parker Butler

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Curtain
VILLAIN shows his indiscretion,
Villain's partner makes confession.
Juvenile, with golden tresses,
Finds her pa and dons long dresses.
Scapegrace comes home money-laden,
Hero comforts tearful maiden,
Soubrette marries loyal chappie,
Villain skips, and all are happy.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar

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Bad Attitude
They say you never come home, boy you been drivin too fast
When you gonna shape up, how long is this gonna last
You may be laughin today, but listen to some good advice
An take a look at tomorrow in a workin mans weary eyes
You gotta pick a carreer, go for the gold
Smile for the camera, do what youre told
Well you can take away the ladder cos I aint gonna climb it
If theres a stairway to heaven I swear Im gonna find it
Well there are winners and outlaws and leaders and lovers
Behind every man in the news
And one thing I know is behind everyone theres a boy who had nothin to lose
Behind every man who has somethin to say
Theres a boy who had nothin to prove
An every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
She says you never call, how come youre actin so tough
You either hold me too tight, or you dont hold me enough
Dont be afraid of me angel, I aint about to clip your wings
Just put your feet on the ground and your arms around the real thing
You gotta love me for keeps, feather the nest
Plan for the future, an gimme your best
Boy were never gonna have a normal family life
Steamin up and down the speedway on the back a your bike
Well there are winners and outlaws and leaders and lovers
Behind every man in the news
And one thing I know is behind everyone theres a boy who had nothin to lose
Behind every man who has somethin to say
Theres a boy who had nothin to prove
An every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Bad attitude, you got us tearin our hair
Such a bad attitude, boy you just dont seem to care
We try to lay down the rules, but you were born to refuse
Whats the world gonna do with a boy like you
You got it bad, you got a bad attitude
You try to lay down the rules, well I was born to refuse
Whats the world gonna do with a man like you
You got a bad - no, you got a bad, you got a bad - ooh, you got a bad
You got a bad - no, you got a bad, you got a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy
Well there are winners and outlaws and leaders and lovers
Behind every man in the news
And one thing I know is behind everyone theres a boy who had nothin to lose
Behind every man who has somethin to say
Theres a boy who had nothin to prove
An every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Oh, you got a bad, ooh, you got a bad, oh, you got a bad attitude
No, you got a bad, you got a bad, you got a bad attitude
song performed by by Meat Loaf

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It really doesn't matter whether it's the villain or the hero. Sometimes the villain is the most colorful. But I prefer a part where you don't know what he is until the end.
quote by Glenn Ford

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Hero or villain...
We only need to do,
Do our jobs properly.
None of us can say,
Who would be hero?
Or who would be villain?
This is a wonder of history,
Or a mystery of nature.
He who wins the struggle,
He will be the hero,
On the other hand,
The defeated are the villain.
Some time I wonder,
What if Hitler won the war?
Would he be such hatred villain?
Or a beloved hero as usual?
It is the complicity of us,
We never evaluate the works,
We only emphasize the fruit,
Poor guys, working harder,
Dreaming to be the hero.
But if they would feel that,
The human run on the belief,
Survival of the fittest.....
poem by Kafil Uddin Raihan.

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Short Stories
you create the hero
and then the
villain
and to make the
story short
the hero finally
gets hold
of the gun and
points it to
the head of the
villain
pleading for
mercy
and then
bang!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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Once I Was A Hero
Once I was a hero
Once I was a villain
Once I was a lover
Once I was a slave
And I remember feeling
there would never be a healing
I remember thinking
I'll take it to my grave
When the hero became the villain
and then villain became the lover
until the lover discovered the slave.
poem by Steven Sabathie

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Typecasting
I did not wish to play the villain.
You insisted repeatedly,
That I fit the part.
Now that you have convinced others,
I 'am' the villain...
Who will you now select to play the victim?
Since those who know you,
Have grown tired of seeing a typecasting done...
Too well. And, with you playing that usual role.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Smile is of villain
‘One could smile and smile and still be a villain’
The smile comes very easily to a villain.
The one who is sober is branded a brute.
We seek smiling faces as flies do flames.
12.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Superheroes
Everyone seems to want their own superman
Or wonderwoman, but no-one is willing
To be the hero; the one in the spotlight
Saving the world from the villain's killings
If we're not willing to be a hero ourselves
What gives us the right to want one?
Before we ask for a super-villain or hero
We should consider which one we've become
poem by Alex Daydream

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I was never a villain on the stage. I always played strong, sympathetic types. My first stage role with a speaking part, believe it or not, was as a priest. It wasn't until I began acting in films that the producers and directors saw me primarily as a bizarre villain.
quote by Conrad Veidt

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You've got to love the villain if you have to play him. You've got to find something that you can live with in yourself if you're going to play the villain in a play on stage.
Waste
No rose but fades; no glory but must pass;
No hue but dims; no precious silk but frets.
Her beauty must go underneath the grass,
Under the long roots of the violets.
O, many glowing beauties Time has hid
In that dark, blotting box the villain sends.
He covers over with a coffin-lid
Mothers and sons, and foes and lovely friends.
Maids that were redly-lipped and comely-skinned,
Friends that deserved a sweeter bed than clay,
All are as blossoms blowing down the wind:
Things the old envious villain sweeps away.
And though the mutterer laughs and church bells toll,
Death brings another April to the soul.
poem by John Masefield (1902)

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Knight In Shining Armour
The valiant hero stood his ground,
Defiant in the sun,
His shining armour shone around
On almost everyone!
The crowd assembled, like they do,
As if to cheer him on,
The villain of the piece to boo,
As if he'd soon be gone...
The villain slapped his gauntlet there,
Right on the hero's cheek!
The hero trembled with a glare
That some thought quite unique...
'How darest thou, thou craven knave!
Now suffer for that slight! '
Back to their horses they marched brave,
The knave against the knight!
The horses tensed their muscles hard
To bear the extra weight,
The two men posed and then 'En guard! '
Their faces full of hate...
A preacher begged them to repent,
Make peace, but would they hell...
'Oh, dear...' said he, then off he went,
Looked back and bade farewell...
The fight began, as most fights do,
Courageous to a fault,
They beat each other black and blue
And then they called a halt...
Time-out for nose bleeds to calm down
And nervous knees to rest...
Before they sought the victor's crown
And comely maiden's chest...
The villain twirled his moustache back,
That drove the hero wild!
He gave the villain's rump a whack
And that sure got him riled!
'How darest thou! ' was his retort
And soon revenge was his!
The hero's rump got what it ought,
The villain couldn't miss!
The crowd was in hysterics now,
Guffaws were everywhere...
The hero wiped his sweaty brow
And thought, 'The cads don't care! '
With that, he turned and rode away,
To head for yonder hill...
His rump was sore, his heart was gay,
His armour shining still...
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.
poem by Denis Martindale

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Loving Someone
Loving someone is like
Let the biggest part of you be possessed
By an enemy who knows no mercy
Let the rest of your life be ruled
By a kid who knows no responsibility
Loving someone is like
Giving up your only chance
But lost it in unexpected bet
Strain yourself to embrace victory
But gain a looser-misery
Loving someone is like
Dedicated yourself to the limit
To something that you can't commit
Count on damp fireworks
To create work of art in the sky
Loving someone is like
Trust your precious inheritance to a starving villain
Waiting for a miracle to change fate overnight
Loving someone… I know what is like
poem by Niken Kusuma Wardani

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LazyTown!
In LazyTown in TVLand
They're always on the go.
The colours there are mighty grand,
A vibrant rich rainbow.
The Superhero's really fit -
He leaps across the screen.
The Villain mucks things up a bit -
He gets kicks being mean!
The dainty damsel in distress
Is perfect for the part.
She always shares her happiness
And sings with joyful heart.
She likes to dance from left to right
And also up and down.
Without her smiles so pearly white,
Some folks would wear a frown!
Her friends are noble, just like her
And what a team they make.
Whatever mishaps may occur,
It's action that they take.
The Villain will not win the day -
Although he tries his best.
While Robbie Rotten shouts, 'Hoorah! ',
His schemes will be suppressed!
The hero's airship floats above,
Amid the clouds on high,
Until the damsel calls with love
To solve things gone awry.
In LazyTown in TVLand
The good guys always win -
The Villain's always underhand,
But heroes don't give in!
That's why we like to watch what's new
And how they're getting on
And why we're always feeling blue
The moment that they're gone.
So hurry back! Your show's first rate!
Vivacious fun to boot!
That Sportacus, he's really great
And Stephanie's so cute!
poem by Denis Martindale

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Good Times Roll
Let the good times roll
Let them knock you around
Let the good times roll
Let them make you a clown
Let them leave you up in the air
Let them brush your rock and roll hair
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the stories be told
They can say what they want
Let the photos be old
Let them show what they want
Let them leave you up in the air
Let them brush your rock and roll hair
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll-oll
Wont you let the good times roll
Good times roll
If the illusion is real
Let them give you a ride
If they got thunder appeal
Let them be on your side
Let them leave you up in the air
Let them brush your rock and roll hair
Let the good times roll
Wont you let the good times roll-oll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Wont you let the good times roll
Well let the good times roll
Let =91em roll (good times roll)
Let the good times roll
Oo let the good times roll
Oo let the good times roll
Let =91em roll (good times roll)
Well, let the good times roll
(let the good times roll)
Well let the good times roll
Good times roll
(let the good times roll)
Let the good times roll
Let =91em roll
song performed by by Cars

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