From A Dead Beat To An Old Greaser
From a dead beat to an old greaser, heres thinking of you.
You wont remember the long nights; coffee bars;
Black tights and white thighs in shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world made of dummies (with no mummies or daddies to reject them).
When bombs were banned every sunday and the shadows played f.b.i. and tired young sax-players sold their instruments of torture --- sat in the station sharing wet dreams of charlie parker, jack
Ac, ren\e magritte, to name a few of the heroes who were too wise for their own good --- left the young brood to go on living without them. old queers with young faces --- who remember your nam
Ough youre a dead beat with tired feet; two ends that dont meet. to a dead beat from an old greaser. think you must have me all wrong. I didnt care, friend. I wasnt there, friend, if its th
Ce of pint that you need, ask me again.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Whipped
Is there anything that can help me let go
I’m tired of crying down this road
I’m young should I feel this old
I’m tired of being split
I’m tired of feeling whipped
I’m tired of not knowing what’s right
I’m tired of looking for this light
I’m tired of living wrong
I’m tired of crying to this repeating sad song
I’m tired of wrong feeling so right
I’m tired of fighting with all my might
I’m tired of hoping friends will be by my side
I’m tired of my feelings I hide
I’m tired of no one picking up the phone
I’m tired of being home
I’m tired of the sun
I’m tired of the moon
I’m tired of thinking what to do
I’m tired of you
All I ever think of is hope
And all I ever heard is have faith
I feel fragile like an old piece of rope
And know I did nothing but disgrace
I hoped to be a good man
I hoped to have a plan
I hoped to be the one
I hoped to have some fun
I hoped life was easer than they say
I hoped home was where I lay
I hoped I always knew right
I hoped I would always fight
I hoped me was the one you see
I hoped true love would always be
I hoped I didn’t need to rest
I hoped life meant happiness
Hope and faith are strong words
They fly away easy like birds
Does one ever know where they stand?
Its harder than I thought to be a man
I remember being young and free
I remember trying to be me
I remember when I first fell in love
I remember hearing the sound of a dove
I remember being young wishing I was old
I remember trying to live out side the mold
I remember when I would dream
I remember when it was all about me
I remember when I wanted to be where I am
I remember that meant I needed to be man
I remember when life was fun
I remember shooting out like a gun
I remember love was a rush
I remember the first time I was crushed
I remember doing and not thinking
I remember doing nothing but drinking
I remember trying to make my tears dry
I remember the feeling of telling a lie
I remember when the world was at my feet
I remember the feeling of being beat
I remember being ashamed of who I am
I remember at one time I knew where I stand
Memory is a gift or is it a curse
It showed you at your best and at your worse
Time is something that should be taken slowly
I don’t want to be old and lonely
I know not to always follow my gut
I know ill always be in this rut
I know tomorrow will come
I know yesterday is gone
I know I will run
I know I am wrong
I know ill live
I know ill die
I know not to ask why
poem by Lesten WhitePigeon
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Tired Of Being Blonde
(l. raspberry)
She left the credit cards under her goodbye note
all of these are yours, goodbye? and that was all she wrote
Keys to the porsche she dropped on the floor in the den
Left in the ? 0 dodge that he drove her in
She wasnt angry, she wasnt sad
She was just leaving a life that a lot of women wish they had
Tired of being blonde
Tired of running around with the usual guys and gals
Tired of being blonde
Tired of living up to all he expected
Tired of being blonde
Tired of living a life that had only been planned by one
Tired of being blonde
Tired of letting her dreams go neglected
She used to love to know she rounded out his world
She used to love to be all he ever loved in a girl
He liked to buy her clothes that made her sexy and cute
Guess she decided shed been too long away from her roots
She wasnt crazy, she wasnt mad
She just knew in her heart they had drained her of all that she had
Tired of being blonde
Tired of all the platinum frustration
Tired of being blonde
Tired of looking like a cutie on the cover of a magazine
Tired of being blonde
Tired of chasing all the latest sensations
She wasnt angry, no, no, she wasnt sad
She was just leaving a life that a lot of women wish they had
She was tired of being blonde
Tired of living a life that had only been planned by one
Tired of being blonde
Tired of coping with the desperation
Tired of being blonde
Tired of fighting back the feeling inside that told her to run
Tired of being blonde
Tired of hiding her own inclinations
song performed by by Carly Simon
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They Dont Care About Us
Written and composed by michael jackson
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shock dead
Everybodys gone mad
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Do me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, strike me
Dont you black or white me
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
Im tired of bein the victim of hate
Youre rapin me of my pride
Oh, for gods sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Black man, black mail
Throw your brother in jail
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
Im tired of bein the victim of shame
Theyre throwing me in a class with a bad name
I cant believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government dont wanna see
But if roosevelt was livin
He wouldnt let this be, no, no
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
Some things in life they just dont wanna see
But if martin luther was livin
He wouldnt let this be
Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me
Dont you wrong or right me
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They dont really care about us
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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You Dont Have To Be Old To Be Wise
Ive had enough of being programmed
And told what I ought to do
Lets get one thing straight
Ill choose my fate
And its got nothing to do with you
The years are flying by and its time I got high
Took a sample of the good things in life
This is a chance
Im gonna take
Gonna kick out trouble and strife
I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So whats wrong
You dont have to be old to be wise
No I dont care that the people stare
Accuse me of going mad
Just get a long hard look into the mirror
Then, tell me now whos been had
The way things are going I wont get to show em
Go single all the times up to me
So its off with the ties
No compromise
Wanna taste what its like to be free
I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So whats wrong
You dont have to be old to be wise
I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So whats wrong
You dont have to be old to be wise
Alright, Im gonna gather my things
Go through the door
Live and let live from now on
At last a free hand, no longer pre-planned
I got a will of my own
I go as I please
Fend for myself
Pull all the stops, throw the dice
Out on my own, gonna go it alone
When I need it
Then Ill ask for advice
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
(fade)
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Dead Or Alive
There in the shadows, looks like a hand
Without its owner, to give it a command
Its got a purpose but I dont know what it is
Im in trouble
There in the streets, looks like a man
But something wrong that I dont understand
His eyes are open but he dont see a thing
His skin is peeling off, his bones are sticking out
Im getting scared
Oh my God (is it dead? )
Is it living? (is it dead? )
Is it dead or alive?
(is it dead? ), is it dead? (is it dead? )
Is it dead? (is it dead? )
Is it dead or alive?
Hiding in the cupboards, like little mice
Hiding in the frigerator, that isnt nice
Its not an animal, it dont have legs
No one else can see it
It moves so fast, corner of my eye
Look again its gone, its hiding
Wont somebody help me, doesnt anybody care?
It waits so patiently, for me to lose my guard
Im getting scared
Is it dead, is it
(is it dead)
Is it dead
(is it dead)
Is it dead or alive
(is it dead)
Is it dead
(is it dead)
Is it dead, is it
I remember there was a time
When dead and buried meant just that
Underneath the cold dark ground
Things stay put!
Oh them bones they make them bodies walk
Them bones, them bones
If they could only talk!
Is it dead (fade)
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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The Race for the Cure
I had a sister once
She had sunshine in her smile
She was everybody’s friend
For you she’d gladly walk a mile
When I see her in my mind’s eye
Jeanette’s forever young
When we lost her to the monster
She was only 41.
So that is why tomorrow
I’ll be racing for the cure.
With caregiver’s and survivors
We will beat the beast for sure.
And if my step should falter
As I am no longer young
Her ghost will run beside me
Until my race is run.
Perhaps you have a sister too,
Or someone that you love
Perhaps she’s a survivor
Of a battle bravely won
We must celebrate the victories
Each year there are still more
Until what was a feeble cheer
Becomes a mighty roar
So that is why tomorrow
You’ll be racing for the cure.
With caregiver’s and survivors
We will beat the beast for sure.
And if your step should falter
For you are no longer young
Your survivor friend will pace you,
Until this race is won.
Gather at the starting line
Young and old together
The sisters and the daughters
And survivors feeling better
There may be 20,000 here
The organizers say
They fail to count the shadows
Who will run with us today.
So that is why today we’re here
All racing for the cure.
Family, friends and lovers
We will beat the beast for sure.
And if our steps should falter
For we are no longer young
Our dead will bear us forward,
Until their race is won.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Some Life’s Paradoxes
The dead can’t care about living;
The living must pray for their dead;
Though dead took care of living then,
The living can’t take care of dead!
The elderly cared for all young;
The young must care for aged when old;
The love that parents had shown then,
Can’t be repaid ever by young!
The fruits I enjoy now when young,
Are from the trees planted by aged;
The things I do to others now
Will be returned to me when old!
The measure I use for others
Will be used unto me by God;
The judgments I pronounce on next,
Will decide my after-life’s rod!
Let’s do our duty with great love;
Reward will come from heav’n above.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-11-2010
poem by John Celes
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Heart Of Stone
Written by christine mcvie.
Oh I have seen
Such madness in the air
Just like a dream
It makes no sense anywhere
Hopes have shattered
Shattered like broken glass
I believed it was just too good to last
(it seemed to me it was too good to last)
So now youre saying youve been wrong
And you want to come back home
You know Ive known all along
That you had a heart of stone
And now you want to change your song
Youre tired of living alone
You know Ive known all along
That you had a heart made of stone
But dont you remember
Those days of cold delight
We could make it all right
It seems so long ago
Oh maybe it was yesterday
Where did the time go
I guess it just slipped away
(seemed like the time was slipping away)
So now youre saying youve been wrong
And you want to come back home
You know Ive known all along
That you had a heart of stone
And now you want to change your song
Youre tired of living alone
You know Ive known all along
That you had a heart made of stone
Youre never too old to learn
Youre never too young to pray
Its never too late to learn
And hope for better days
Youre never too old to learn
Youre never too young to pray
Its never too late to learn
And hope for better days
So now youre saying youve been wrong
And you want to come back home
You know Ive known all along
That you had a heart of stone
And now you want to change your song
Youre tired of living alone
You know Ive known all along
That you had a heart made of stone
So now youre saying youve been wrong
And you want to come back home
You know Ive known all along
That you had a heart of stone
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Do You Remember
Couldnt have been more than a day over three
Tried to do and be everything that I saw on tv
That wont work now like it did work back then
But then it was easier to imagine for me
We never had to care which party would win
Would the fighting go on, would it ever end?
Yeah, yeah
And I know rock n roll was the safest way to be
When we were free, so young and free
And we didnt have a care in the world
We were just too young to understand, at all
And if you feel what Im feelin
Then you remember
1 - tell me do you remember when
Everything in life was so much better then
Tell me do you remember when
Do you remember?
Do you, do you remember?
We never had to save for the rainy day
Just enjoying this time in our lives company
Surely we never needed to think about the time
Because we were free (then we were free)
So young and free
And we didnt have a care in the world
And we were just too young to understand, at all
Ooh, and since you feel what Im feelin
I know you remember
Repeat 1 w/ad-libs to fade
song performed by by Boyz II Men
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Thats Just The Way It Is
All day long he was fighting for you
And he didnt even know your name
Young men come and young men go
But life goes on just the same
And I dont know why
Why do we keep holding on
I dont know why
Pretending to be oh so strong
Oh why
Is there something I dont know
Or something very wrong, with you and me
Or maybe
Thats the way it is, theres nothing I can do,
Thats just the way it is.
Theyve been waiting for word to come down
Theyve been waiting for you night and day
They wont wait any longer for you
It may already be too late
And I dont know why...
You see the dying, you feel the pain
What have you got to say
If we agree that we can disagree
We could stop all of this today
Its been your life for as long as you can remember
But you cannot fight no more
You must want to look your son in the eyes
When he asks you what you did it for
cos all day long he was fighting for you
And he didnt even know your name
Young men come and young men go
But life goes on just the same
I dont know why...
song performed by by Phil Collins
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All Dead, All Dead
Memories, my memories
How long can you stay
To haunt my days
She came without a farthing
A babe without a name
So much ado about nothing
Is what shed try to say
So much ado my lover
So many games we played
Through every fleeted summer
Through every precious day
All dead all dead
All the dreams we had
And I wonder why I still live on
All dead all dead
And alone Im spared
My sweeter half instead
All dead
And gone
All dead...
All dead all dead
At the rainbows end
And still I hear her own sweet song
All dead all dead
Take me back again
You know my little friends
All dead
And gone
All dead and gone
Her ways are always with me
I wander all the while
But please you must forgive me
I am old but still a child
All dead all dead
But I should not grieve
In time it comes to everyone
All dead all dead
But in hope I breathe
Of course I dont believe
Youre dead
And gone
All dead
And gone
song performed by by Queen
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Too Old To Rock n Roll: Too Young To Die
The old rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight. unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light. deaths head belt buckle --- yesterdays dreams --- the transport c
Rophet of doom. ringing no change in his double-sewn seams in his post-war-babe gloom. now hes too old to rocknroll but hes too young to die. he once owned a harley davidson and a triumph bo
Lle. counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs and prays that he always will. but hes the last of the blue blood greaser boys all of his mates are doing time: married with three kids up by
Ing road sold their souls straight down the line. and some of them own little sports cars and meet at the tennis club dos. for drinks on a sunday --- work on monday. theyve thrown away their b
Uede shoes. now theyre too old to rocknroll and theyre too young to die. so the old rocker gets out his bike to make a ton before he takes his leave. up on the a1 by scotch corner just like
Ed to be. and as he flies ---
Tears in his eyes --- his wind-whipped words echo the final take and he hits the trunk road doing around 120 with no room left to brake. and he was too old to rocknroll but he was too young t
. no, youre never too old to rocknroll if youre too young to die.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Dead & Broken
Too many things Ive never spoken
Im not feeling fine
I never told you what to do
I never made you a promise that you could hold me to
Thatll be the day you see me crying
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
How many faces can you show me?
How many times can you be right?
Another world of fantasy
Another reason for dramatizing everything
Taking it all in just one more time
Im dying
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Sorry to see that youre underestimated lately
Id rather be dead and broken than living in your grace
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
song performed by by Godsmack
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Two Hearts Beat As One
I dont know,
I dont know which side Im on.
I dont know my right from left,
Or my right from wrong.
Say Im a fool,
Say Im not for you.
But if Im a fool for you,
Thats something.
Two hearts beat as one.
Two hearts beat as one.
Cant stop the dance,
This is not our chance.
I cant stop the dance,
Maybe this is not our chance.
Two hearts beat as one.
Two hearts beat as one.
Beat on black,
Beat on white,
Beat on anything,
Go get it right.
Beat on you or beat on me.
Oh
I dont know,
How to say what has got to be said.
I dont know if its black or white.
Theres others who see it red.
I dont give the answers right.
Ill leave that to you.
Is this love out of fashion?
Or is it the time of year?
I have these words to sections.
Too late to one of you.
Two hearts beat as one.
Two hearts beat as one.
Ill shine my spirit aloud.
Try to explain.
What I feel.
Two hearts.
I cant stop the dance.
Baby, this is my last chance.
I said dont stop the dance.
Baby this is not our last chance.
I said, cant stop the dance.
song performed by by U2
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Mack Attack
Its a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is too $hort baby, I dont play that jack
Im from the dangerous crew, and I tell you its true
Everything they say about playboy too
Im $hort dog, aint nothing nice
I drink g-juice and wouldnt cut it with ice
>from the eastside baby, oakland town
Cant understand why Im so down?
Im not a whitewall, Im a vogue
Like a zenith wire wheel I roll
Got a fresh new beat, made to get freak
It was everything you wanted cause I cant be weak
Yeah baby thats it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip
I took it to my dj fresh on wax
Put it on the turntable, I got taps
It started burning up, wires smoking
Had to be the sound coming straight from oakland
$hort dog, its a mack attack
My name is too $hort baby, I dont play that jack
One young tender lost all hope
Slapped her in the face with my dunkey rope
Another young sucker tried to front my staff
Saw it on his face when they broke him in half
It was the dangerous crew, and I tell you its true
Everything they say about playboy too
When I say my rhymes, Im never fake
When you start my beat, thats when I break
On you, and it dont stop, and it dont stop, and it wont stop
Cause Im too $hort baby on the microphone and Im macking
Im not a wannabe pimp, I never simp
Since I started walking I had this limp
It was a cool type walk, just like me
The too s-h-o-r-t
I might be young, but I spit this game
I start it with p, and it ends the same
If your brain is lame, remember the name
When its too $hort baby, aint nothing plain
Dangerous music on the microphone
Makes you wanna break your hip bone
Might break your leg, or maybe your back
Grooving to hard to my mack attack
Its really not easy, you know its hard
Sort of just like my gangster car
You know what I mean, vern? its like funny
I mack legit and make all the money
See my capital t on my diamond ring
We hook up the beat and love to swing
So while youre out there grooving back and forth
I want you to scream out sir too $hort (sir too $hort!)
Dont stop that rap (dont stop that rap!)
And its just like that
Get buy girls, while I rap
I make big money, that aint no crap
When I grab that mic, and spit my rhymes
I gotta have an 8 or 909 beat
So I can rock you all night long, shes
On my tip, she love my song, he
Tried to do it but did it wrong, freaks
Want to get my all alone, but Im macking
I finally got a chance to grab my pen
And make another rhyme so I can make more ends
Its a rush production, not the beat
I rushed it out the studio and hit the street
Now Im rocking one more time
Young girls love my too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Before I point right at her say ho!
Im riding drop-top caddy, I dont dip fake
I step on the gas then I hit the break
Do it again as I catch the beat
Youre feeling that bass all down the street
Jumped out the car on 9-0
I was wearing all white capezio
Had my 501s, five dunkey ropes
Couldnt be saved by john the pope
The m, a, c and k, from oakland, california
Im too $hort baby, no I dont play, Im macking
Freak nasty, I like your dance
You know it looks good in those pants
So damn good, I had to glance
Now Im macking
See this gold? I bought it all
Now every night you young freaks call
You see my car? its my best friend
So it you touch, youll meet your end
Time will tell, just keep it cool
Dont play that game, dont be no fool
Ill burn rubber all down your block
You know what I want so keep the door unlocked
Im coming in baby, dont waste no time
Its a mack attack, and now youre mine
Dangerous music is what it seems
The reason this floor just met those jeans
I was running the game all in your ear
Youre talking bout love to a stone cold player
Girl look good and wanna have that sex
Took another look and wanted to break that neck
Its a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is too $hort baby, I dont play that jack
Im from the dangerous crew, and I know its true
The only thing youll say about playboy too
Is Im macking
song performed by by Too Short
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If You Cant Beat em
Keep your chin up when youre feeling lonely
Dont let them get you down
Aint no use in sitting all alone
Hangin around for someone to call
Ohh they wont come knocking at all
Dont run and hide even if it hurts you inside
So I said give as good as you get
If you cant beat them join them
You better do it cos it makes you feel good
If you cant beat them join them
Youre never gonna help yourself
Keep your fingers off my money
Dont try and pull me down
Youre taking me out to wine and dine me
Trying to wind me round and around
Invite me to your little contract ha! ha!
Rumour has it that you could play dirty
I tell you what Ill do about that
Im playing at the wrong game yeah!
If you cant beat them join them
Youve got to do it cos it makes you feel good
If you cant beat them join them
Youre never gonna help yourself
If you cant beat them join them
Youve got to do it cos it makes you feel good
If you cant beat them join them
Its everyone for themselves
song performed by by Queen
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Beat It
Written & composed by michael jackson.
1st verse
They told him dont you ever come around here
Dont wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fires in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
2nd verse
You better run, you better do what you can
Dont wanna see no blood, dont be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
3rd verse
Theyre out to get you, better leave while you can
Dont wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
4th verse
You have to show them that youre really not scared
Youre playin with your life, this aint no truth or dare
Theyll kick you, then they beat you,
Then theyll tell you its fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Chorus
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or whos right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
song performed by by Michael Jackson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Year Or A Day
Seen from the height
Of a thousand miles
The earth looks the same as it did
How is it we can fly faster than day
But we cant find the things we need
Young man said the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead
In a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
The day of creation
Was our finest hour
Its something we ought to defend
But its been so abused
Since the first day of light
That no glory can come in the end
Young man cried the old man
There is victory in staying alive
And if you care so little
For the world were in
Why and what do you
Want to survive
Cant we try
To let the past go by
With its lessons firmly
Settled in our minds
To our children one by one
And before the darkness comes
Let us leave a world full of light
Of a different kind
In truth they should meet
And with love
Their hearts should beat
And with patience
Solve the problems of our time
It wouldnt be so hard to do
Its only up to me and you
Let us not bequeath
A life that is a crime
Young man cried the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead
In a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
Young man ...
song performed by by Uriah Heep
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Beat
Were all going on a summer holiday
Vigilantes coming out to follow me.
Heard somebody say theyre out to collar me.
Anybody wanna swallow me?
It takes two to tumble. it takes two to tango.
Speak up; dont mumble if youre in the combo.
On the beat, on the beat.
Till a man comes along and he says,
have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?
Though you never enjoy, such pleasure to employ.
See your friends in the state their in.
See your friends getting under their skin.
See your friends getting taken in.
Well, if you only knew the things you do to me.
Id do anything to confuse the enemy.
Theres only one thing wrong with you befriending me.
Take it easy. I think youre bending me.
Ive been a bad boy with the standard leader.
My neighbors revving up his vauxhall viva.
On the beat, on the upbeat.
Till a man comes along and he says,
have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?
Though you never enjoy, such pleasure to employ.
See your friends walking down the street.
See your friends never quite complete.
See your friends getting under their feet.
Oh, I dont want to disease you,
But Im no good with machinery.
Oh, I dont wanna freeze you.
Stop looking at the scenry.
I keep thinking about your mother.
Oh, I dont wanna lick them.
I dont wanna be a lover.
I just wanna be your victim.
I dont go out much at night.
I dont go out much at all.
Did you think you were the only one
Who was waiting for a call
On the beat, on the upbeat.
Till a man comes along and he says,
have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?
Though you never enjoy, such pleasure to employ.
See your friends treat me like a stranger.
See your friends despite all the arrangements.
See your friends nothing here has changed.
Just the beat.
song performed by by Elvis Costello
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Not Marble Nor The Gilded Monuments
THE praisers of women in their proud and beautiful poems
Naming the grave mouth and the hair and the eyes
Boasted those they loved should be forever remembered
These were lies
The words sound but the face in the Istrian sun is forgotten
The poet speaks but to her dead ears no more
The sleek throat is gone -and the breast that was troubled to listen
Shadow from door
Therefore I will not praise your knees nor your fine walking
Telling you men shall remember your name as long
As lips move or breath is spent or the iron of English
Rings from a tongue
I shall say you were young and your arms straight and you!
mouth scarlet
I shall say you will die and none will remember you
Your arms change and none remember the swish of your garments
Nor the click of your shoe
Not with my hand's strength not with difficult labor
Springing the obstinate words to the bones of your breast
And the stubborn line to your young stride and the breath to your breathing
And the beat to your haste
Shall I prevail on the hearts of unborn men to remember
(What is a dead girl but a shadowy ghost
Or a dead man's voice but a distant and vain affirmation
Like dream words most)
Therefore I will not speak of the undying glory of women
I will say you were young and straight and your skin fair
And you stood in the door and the sun was a shadow of leaves on your shoulders
And a leaf on your hair
I will not speak of the famous beauty of dead women
I will say the shape of a leaf lay once on your hair
Till the world ends and the eyes are out and the mouths broken
Look! It is there!
poem by Archibald MacLeish
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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