Back-door Angels
In and out of the front door, ran twelve back-door angels.
Their hair was a golden-brown ---
They didnt see me wink my eye.
'tis said they put we men to sleep with just a whisper,
And touch the heads of dying dogs --- and make them linger.
They carry their candles high --- and they light the dark hours.
And sweep all the country clean with pressed and scented wild-flowers.
They grow all their roses red, and paint our skies blue ---
Drop one penny in every second bowl ---
Make half the beggars lose,
Why do the faithful have such a will to believe in something?
And call it the name they choose,
Having chosen nothing.
Think Ill sit down and invent some fool ---
Some grand court jester.
And next time the die is cast, hell throw a six or two.
In and out of the back-door, ran one front-door angel,
Her hair was a golden-brown ---
She smiled and I think she winked her eye.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Back Door Man
Im every man here in disguise
Lie cheat and give you a spoonful of lies
Im a high toned mother with an axe to grind
Come a little closer honey, see what you find
Your worst nightmares all rolled in one
Ill find you sure as the rising sun
Dont make a noise its understood
cos this aint no story like red riding hood
Im your back door man, Im your back door man oh yeah
Im your back door man, come on babe, and Ill take you where I can
Systematically I choose at will
But with you theres an obscene thrill
Its funny now how you cant say no
Its the smell of fear that you love so
Im your back door man, Im your back door man, oh yeah,
Im your back door man baby, just take it where you can
This first kiss has a touch of ice
Now hows that feel, it aint so nice
Blackhearted mamma Ive something new
Oh lord look what Ive turned into
[instrumental]
Im your back door man, Im your back door man
Im your back door man, Im your back door man
song performed by by Ufo
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My Death
My death waits like an old roue
So confident, Ill go his way
Whistle to him
And the passing time...
My death waits like a Bible truth
At the funeral of my youth
We drank for that -
The passing time..
My death waits like
A witch at night
As surely as our love is right
Lets not think of that or the passing time
But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For in front of that door...
There is you.
My death waits like a beggar blind
Who sees the world through an unlit mind
Throw him a dime
For the passing time...
My death waits to allow my friends
A few good times
Before it ends
Lets not think about
And the passing time..
My death waits there, between your thighs,
Your cool fingers will close my eyes,
Lets not think about the passing time.
For whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For in front of that door...
There is you.
My death waits there among the leaves
In magicians mysterious sleeves,
Rabbits and dogs, and the passing time...
My death waits there, among the flowers
Where the blackest shadows cowers
So lets pick lilacs
The passing time..
My death waits there, in a double bed
Sails of oblivion and my head
Lets not think about
The passing time.
But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For, in front of that door...
There is you.
song performed by by David Bowie
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Show the door
Show the door
Ready to go
We the four.
Front back next
Door is best.
Show the door
Ready to go
We the four.
With in the door
From death's door
We are out of door
O door keeper
Show the door
Call is there
More and more.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Shes Knocking At My Door
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine
Shes knocking at my door
That little angel knows the score
Shes knocking at my door
But I wont let her out no more
I want a piece of that pie
Shes driving me completely wild
Shes giving me a private dance
Shes playing with my confidence
The way shes coming down the stairs
Makes me surrender just right there
This girl is out of this world
Heaven must be a place on earth
Shes knocking at my door
That little angel knows the score
Shes knocking at my door
But I wont let her out no more
Shes like a shot of adrenaline
She made me fly with broken wings
With nothing but the radio on
Her body is the song I want
Shes knocking at my door
That little angel knows the score
Shes knocking at my door
But I wont let her out no more
The light is on but no ones home tonight
We lock the door, we turn the key
And throw it right outside
Come on and set me free
If you had candy once before
For you keep coming back for more
Shes got the sweetest touch of all
The longest legs that I recall
Before she leaves she turns around
The elevator takes her down
She says oh well the city rocks
I go to sleep but then it knocks
Shes knocking at my door
That little angel knows the score
Shes knocking at my door
But I wont let her out no more
...
song performed by by Scorpions
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The House With Many Doors
the house i love is a house
with many doors
the usual house you have
a front door and the back door
when one enters and there is nothing
to hide, one simply takes the back door
and be gone to the woods,
i can be imaginative at times
one door must open to the earth
another door must open to
the sky
and now, i must find a way
how to grow wings
or if destiny is too cruel
i must grow sharper claws
for digging the rocks of this
earth
now you must know that i have
many choices
up or
down.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crawling Back To You
Everybody knows
that I was such a fool
to ever let go of you
But baby I was wrong
And yeah I know I said
We'd be better off alone
It was time that we moved on
I know I broke your heart
I didn't mean to break your heart
But baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you
I know you're in there
And you can make me wait
But I'm not going away
It's the least that I can do
Is to tell you face to face
I was lying to myself
Now I'm dying in this hell
Girl, I know you're mad
I can't blame you for being mad
But baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And now I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you
If you could see
these tears I'm crying
Touch these hands
that can't stop shaking
Heal my heart
that's heavily bleeding
You would see a different man
But baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you
song performed by by Backstreet Boys
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It Must Have Been The Roses
Annie laid her head down in the roses.
She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair.
I dont know, maybe it was the roses,
All I know I could not leave her there.
I dont know, it must have been the roses,
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair.
I dont know, maybe it was the roses,
All I know I could not leave her there.
Ten years the waves roll the ships home from the sea,
Thinkin well how it may blow in all good company,
If I tell another what your own lips told to me,
Let me lay neath the roses, till my eyes no longer see.
I dont know, it must have been the roses,
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair.
I dont know, maybe it was the roses,
All I know I could not leave her there.
One pane of glass in the window,
No one is complaining, no, come in and shut the door,
Faded is the crimson from the ribbons that she wore,
And its strange how no one comes round any more.
I dont know, it must have been the roses,
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair.
I dont know, maybe it was the roses,
All I know I could not leave her there.
Annie laid her head down in the roses.
She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair.
I dont know, maybe it was the roses,
All I know I could not leave her there.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Eat Your Heart Out
I've come by, she says, to tell you
that this is it. I'm not kidding, it's
over. this is it.
I sit on the couch watching her arrange
her long red hair before my bedroom
mirror.
she pulls her hair up and
piles it on top of her head-
she lets her eyes look at
my eyes-
then she drops her hair and
lets it fall down in front of her face.
we go to bed and I hold her
speechlessly from the back
my arm around her neck
I touch her wrists and hands
feel up to
her elbows
no further.
she gets up.
this is it, she says,
this will do. well,
I'm going.
I get up and walk her
to the door
just as she leaves
she says,
I want you to buy me
some high-heeled shoes
with tall thin spikes,
black high-heeled shoes.
no, I want them
red.
I watch her walk down the cement walk
under the trees
she walks all right and
as the pointsettas drip in the sun
I close the door.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Prophecy
I shall die hidden in a hut
In the middle of an alder wood,
With the back door blind and bolted shut,
And the front door locked for good.
I shall lie folded like a saint,
Lapped in a scented linen sheet,
On a bedstead striped with bright-blue paint,
Narrow and cold and neat.
The midnight will be glassy black
Behind the panes, with wind about
To set his mouth against a crack
And blow the candle out.
poem by Elinor Morton Wylie
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Stay
Verse 1:
Don't you make me cry baby don't you ever leave me
Losin' you tonight takes me from heaven to hell
Dying is the final farewell
Even if you tried your heart never could deceive me
It will hurt my soul if you keep tellin' me lies
Love is more than tears in my eyes
Touch my hand let us do it all again
Hold me tight when I feel abused
Baby stay with me let the fire burn tonight
Touch my skin lovin' you is not a sin
Baby I've got more than dreams to lose
Don't you go away baby don't you blow out the light
Chorus:
Oh baby please stay
Don't close the door forever
Stay
We will share the dream(s) together
Stay
Baby if you leave me I will never ever
Take you back again
Verse 2:
She is on your mind I can see it in your blue eyes
Baby I'm so sure she's only waiting for you
Tell me what you want me to do
I'll do what you want don't you keep on telling new lies
I just wanna know if she has taken control
Baby don't you love me at all
Touch my hand let me feel it all again
Let me know you are mine to choose
Cos I want you so - baby I don't wanna fight
Touch my skin lovin' you is not a sin
Baby I've got more than dreams to lose
Don't you go away baby don't you blow out the light
Chorus:
Oh baby please stay
Don't close the door forever
Stay
We will share the dream(s) together
Stay
Baby if you leave me I will never ever
Take you back again
Bridge:
Stay, Stay, Stay
If you leave me I will never ever
Take you back again
Instrumental Solo
Chorus:
Oh baby please stay
Don't close the door forever
Stay
We will share the dream(s) together
Stay
Baby if you leave me I will never ever
Take you back again
Chorus:
Oh baby please stay
Don't close the door forever
Stay
We will share the dream(s) together
Stay
Baby if you leave me I will never ever
Take you back again
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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Blue night
Blue dark dusk a prelude to a moon struck night
Once more as long time before
You appeared in front of my door
Blue dark dashing night
At the edge of a city sleeping tide
Once more before the ore
Twinkling shades play behind closed door
Oh come back and take hold of me
A sensation that I long and love from thee
Oh come back in sinew and flesh so long forsaken
When body’s memory revived rekindled awakened
And old longing again moves into the blood
When lips and skin stir and remember
And hands feel as if though they touch again
And all comes back alive vivid and so plain
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Love Sign (Remix)
If U're sick of evil knocking on your door
Throw up the love sign once and 4evermore
If U'd rather make love and have a little fun
Throw up the love sign everybody and not the gun
In a chariot of red and gold
The cool, fuzzy voice said "Come save your soul"
Be4 the fear of rejection reared its head
He stood be4 the masses and calmly said
If U're sick of evil knocking on your door
Throw up the love sign once and 4evermore
If U'd rather make and have a little fun
Throw up the love sign everybody and not the gun
In the day of where and why we all belong
Don't no body wanna hear a silly love song
And if they did then we would sing it on the news
While U're aiming your gun at me and I'm aiming back at U
Pop, pop, pop go the pistol
Bang, bang, bang go the gun
Pop, pop, pop go the pistol
Bang, bang, bang go the gun
If U only had one year left 2 live
What good is the time U spend if U got no love 2 give?
Let's all get up off the front and find a cause 2 back
Then we could teach the babies replications of the act
If U're sick of evil knocking on your door
Throw up the love sign once and 4evermore
If U'd rather make love and have a little fun
Throw up the love sign everybody and not the gun
song performed by by Prince
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Wind bride
Without you my days are empty,
as if blown by the wind,
as if everything is swept away
like pieces of sand
into another place,
into another sombre world
where clouds knot through the air
melting into each other
and even some of the flowers
have the colours of your eyes
the winter grass
looks almost like your hair (only the colour differs)
and when you suddenly knock on the front door
standing there with rain and wind
stringing your hair
your arms shoot round my neck.
When I draw you in through the front door
your hair is swept against me,
while I am lost in your eyes,
and you are like Kokoschka’s wind bride.
[References: After the painting of Oskar Kokoschka. Windsbruid (Windy-bride) by H. J. Pieterse.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Dear Goodfew, Regarding the Poems I Sent
Don't worry about reading them.
If good enough they will keep.
If bad they will linger like old garbage
placed outside a neighbor's door
in the middle of the night only to
wrap tightly around when opening
a morning door to leave for work,
pushed back, turned off, sour,
5 flights of breathless descent
cursing the occupant in 5A.
The front door slams behind.
Stepping into sunlight and shadow
the day is won, has worn away the
mal-odors of morning. Burn now
instead to live, to leave a strong
rot when put out a lover's door
because of laziness,
a partial rejection hung upon a knob.
poem by Warren Falcon
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Long Flowing Robe
Cruising makes some people get uptight
But nothing beats a lonely friday night
Friday night, nothing much to do but hang around
Think I might just grab myself a cab and head downtown
And for hours, I hang around the dance hall crowd
I feel like a boor
But then I turned around and cast my eyes to the door
In a long flowing robe
She appeared at the ballroom door
I was hard-pressed to know
What I hoped she was looking for
Coming on at first may not seem right
But nothing beats a lover at first sight
What a sight, nothing can compare with simple grace
Its all right, I see it in the look upon her face
That she wants me the same way that Im wanting her
In fact maybe more
But as I take her hand
She turns and heads for the door
In a long flowing robe
She took off through the ballroom door
I was hard-pressed to know
What did she go and do that for
Friday night, nothing left to do but go to bed
Sleeping tight, when something stirring deep inside my head
Said wake up and cast your eyes to the door.
In a long flowing robe
She appeared at the bedroom door
I was hard-pressed to know
What I knew she was looking for
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Mooning
I spend my days just Mooning
So sad and blue, so sad and blue.
I spend my nights just Mooning
All over you. (All over who?)
Oh I'm so full of love
As any fool can see
'Cause angels up above
Have hu-u-ung a moon on me.
Why must you go (why must I go)
On Mooning
So all alone? (So all alone?)
There would be no (there would be no)
More Mooning if you would call me (up on the phone)
Lyin' by myself and
Cryin' by myself 'till i'm done
Mooning over you.
I'll stand behind (you'll stand behind)
You Mooning
Forevermore (forevermore).
Someday you'll find (someday I'll find)
Me Mooning at your front door (at my front door?!)
Every day in school I watch you,
Always will until I got you
Mooning too!
There's a moon out tonight!
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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The Christian
By: jimmy buffett
1971
Chorus:
Its a hell of a time to be thinking about heaven
Didnt you forget the golden rule
Youve been acting like jesus owes you a favor
But hes a little smart for you to fool
You complain how you forgets the gospel
You remind them seek and you shall find
Maybe youth will have a time for seeking
After they clean up what you left behind
Chorus:
cause its a hell of a time to be thinking about heaven
Didnt you forget the golden rule
Youve been acting like jesus owes you a favor
But hes a little smart for you to fool
You were right there when the plate was passed last sunday
Thats the second time youve been to church all year
Could you really call yourself a christian
If charity cost half as much as beer
Hey
You pray a little more as you grow older
You get religion as your hair turns gray
But you dont need to worry about hereafter
Just worry what youre going to do today
Chorus:
cause its a hell of a time to be thinking about heaven
Didnt you forget the golden rule
Youve been acting like jesus owes you a favor
But hes a little smart for you to fool
Yes my friend I think youve blown your cool
Hey
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Back Door Man
Wha, yeah!, cmon, yeah, yeah, cmon, yeah
Yeah, cmon, oh, yeah, ma
Yeah, Im a back door man, Im a back door man
The men dont know, but the little girl understand
Hey, all you people that tryin to sleep
Im out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah
cause Im a back door man, the men dont know
But the little girls understand, all right, yeah
You men eat your dinner, eat your pork and beans
I eat more chicken, than any man ever seen, yeah, yeah
Im a back door man, wha, the men dont know
But the little girl understand
Well, Im a back door man
Im a back door man
Whoa, baby, Im a back door man
The men dont know
But the little girls understand
song performed by by Doors
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The Fool
Alive in an ocean
A world that I didnt see
I walk the world backways
Its aways the same ballgame
Thats out of mind
Out of the living world
Out of time
I break all the rules
They call me a fool
I cartoon in motion
A hero pretends no pain
A clown slipping backwards
You laugh at anothers shame
But I dont mind
I know Im limping low down
I dont mind
Winners or losers
Its all just a game
And Im going down
And Im strolling down
Life and an answer
The key to an open door
Admiting Im laughing
Living Im limping more
Its out of mind
Out of the living world
Out of time
Winners or losers
Its always a game
And Im going down
But Im strolling down
To rout around
And around, and around
To round round
Theres a cloud
Theres a cloud
So...the fool has found the golden key
So...its waiting there for you and me
Just a fool, a street jester
The hero of society
Just a fool, a street jester
Look at me, now cant you see
A life in emotion
A world Im glad I didnt see
A cartoon in motion
A key to the same day
I dont mind, Im here to know
I wanna go go go go go
So...the fool has found the golden key
Its so...its waiting there for you and me
Just a fool, a street jester
The hero of society
Just a fool, a street jester
Look at me, now cant you see
song performed by by U2
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Knocking On Heaven's Door
I went knocking on Heaven's door today
but no one came to the door to see.
Who was making all that knocking noise
for it was just, little old me!
I guess they might all still be sleeping?
Or maybe out shopping, at Heaven's Grocery store?
So I guess I'd better continue
just knocking, knocking on Heaven's door?
As I gazed in through leaded glass windows
of those golden Heaven's doors.
There on knees was seen an Angel crying!
who cried out, ' God doesn't live here anymore! '
'He went to earth yesterday
to fight earths war, with His Angels you see!
And left me here to man Heaven's doors
but I've seemed to have misplace their keys! '
I can't seem to let you in right now
so can you come back maybe, another time?
I will let you know if I find the keys later
I'll be sure to send you, an Angel's Knee Mail line.
poem by Linda Winchell
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