Target
Uptown - downtown
No ones fussy Im a target
Black, white - day, night
No ones fussy Im a target
Somebody say Im crazy
Walking in this neighborhood
Say you cant be too careful
But that wont do no good
Im no one special
But any part of town
Someone could smile at me then
Shake my hand then gun me down
Uptown - downtown
No ones fussy Im a target
Black, white - day, night
No ones fussy Im a target
Somebody say Im crazy
Living in this crazy town
I say maybe youre just lazy
Got to either swim or drown
I know what Im doing
Im happy day to day
But then something happens
Takes my nerve away
Uptown - downtown
No ones fussy Im a target
Black, white - day, night
No ones fussy Im a target
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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El Blanco
Uptown - downtown
No se enredan - soy el blanco
Black, white - day, night
No se enredan - soy el blanco
Se dijo que loco estoy
Vagando por este barrio
Mire que tenga cuidado
Pero para que sirve
Se que nadie soy
Pero por donde ande
Me pudieram sonreir
Dar la mano y matarme
Uptown - downtown
No se enredan - soy el blanco
Black, white - day, night
No se enredan - soy el blanco
Se dijo que loco estoy
Viviendo en loca ciudad
Le digo que son vagos
O se nada, o se unde
Yo se lo, que hago,
Feliz dia tras dia
Pero pasa algo
Y un cobarde soy
Uptown - downtown
No se enredan - soy el blanco
Black, white - day, night
No se enredan - soy el blanco
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Uptown Girl
Uptown girl
She's been living in her uptown world
I bet she never had a back street guy
I bet her mama never told her why
I'm gonna try for an uptown girl
She's been living in her white bread world
As long as anyone with hot blood can
And now she's looking for a downtown man
That's what I am
And when she knows what
She wants from her ti-i-ime
And when she wakes up
And makes up her mi-i-ind
She'll see I'm not so tough
Just because I'm in love
With an uptown girl
You know I've seen her in her uptown world
She's getting tired of her high class boys
And all her presents from her uptown boys
She's got a choice
Uptown girl
You know I can't afford to buy her pearls
But maybe someday when my ship comes in
She'll understand what kind of guy I've been
And then I'll win
And when she's walking
She's looking so fi-i-ine
And when she's talking
She'll say that she's mi-i-ine
She'll say I'm not so tough
Just because I'm in love
With an uptown girl
She's been living in her white bread world
As long as anyone with hot blood can
And now she's looking for a downtown man
That's what I am
Uptown girl
She's my uptown girl
You know I'm in love
With an uptown girl
My uptown girl
You know I'm love
With an uptown girl
My uptown girl
You know I'm love
With an uptown girl
My uptown girl
song performed by by Westlife from World Of Our Own
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All The Hatred Around Us
I am a target!
You are a target!
He is a target!
She is a target!
Because of the hatred around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Be not mad of targets.
A target is given; you are in tension.
It seems a hard one; anxiety sets in.
You put extra efforts; you’re in stress.
Hurdles crop; you are in strain.
Hope fades; you are in pain.
Hope revives; you recover.
The target achieved; full of joy.
The target aborted; full of sorrow.
Take light the target and enjoy.
03.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Inept Man
An inept man is a man who really swears,
The horde of men who really swear carry flags;
This age is vast to deliver a thought of wishfulness,
May the ages of a finicky man be sworn to him,
So that years and more years appear on him.
This inefficient man or woman is ready,
Fulfilling demands and fretting, filling.
The worries of an era of disorder are against us,
But the finicky people have lately been against us,
Like the worries of a prior age that destroyed us.
This fussy man is a fussy man of strength,
Lulling the road ahead like a given way so strong,
This fussiness is ineffective and never alive.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Let me first say that I don't think the millennium target of cutting global poverty in half is an impossible or abstract target. I think it is a real and achievable goal.
quote by Gro Harlem Brundtland
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Down Town
(words and music by duran duran)
Deliver use from evil, we go with the flow.
Heres a little secret, I think you ought to know.
Providers and abusers, they know where to go.
With sundays refugees, from sunday tv shows.
(downtown!) all of the way down
(downtown!) all of the way downtown
(downtown!) all of the way down
(downtown!) all of the way downtown..
Lets sink imagination, past your wildest while (all of the way downtown)
Go way delow, below, below, is it such a crime?
Ahhhh the uptown, cant teach you how to live,
They dont have the time
cos where Im gonna take you, is a state of mind.
Ahhoouu
(chorus)
You better learn to use your heart
You gotta loose your money
You better use it all up
cos you cant take it with you when youre going down..
You never come home babe
You never come home baby
And youll never be alone, all of the way downtown
All of the way downtown
You never come home babe
You never come home baby
And youll never be alone, all of the way downtown (down, down)
All of the way downtown
You never come home babe
You never come home baby
And youll never be alone, all of the way downtown
All of the way downtown
You never come home babe
You never come home baby
And youll never be alone, all of the way downtown...
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Five Years Dead
Uptown downtown
Havent seen your face around
Paper said you shot a man
Trigger happy punk down in chinatown
Youre five years dead
Sexy sue from hong kong
Asked around right or wrong
Outta town change your name
Or ya get five years with a ball and chain
Youre five years dead
Youre lifes on a steady tilt
I stand around and watch you wilt
Lose or win, never mattered--mattered to you
They always said youd fall apart
I took the bet, but I missed the mark
The kid was bad--bad from the start
Left, right, up and down
Same old runaround
Neighborhood professional
Your ass is runnin into the ground
Youre five years dead
Uptown downtown
Havent seen your face around
Paper said you shot a man
Trigger happy punk down in chinatown
Youre five years dead
song performed by by Motley Crue
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No guarantee
A target of offence;
A target of revenge,
A victim of an accident
Or of a disaster;
A mistaken casualty;
A prey of a dreadful pest;
Anything you can be.
Longevity is not a guarantee.
22.11.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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3rd Of June
This is the 3rd of june, 1988
A highly unimportant day
Some airplane gliding into one of the bigger clouds over manhattan
In a downtown far away, mr. toomy, our face in a crowd
The city was slow and tired
The wall street boys wearing their ties around their neck
Like boxers towels after a fight
Mr. toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face, took off his jacket and stepped on it
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know where I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
No looking to the right
No looking to the left
Lenny is a target and always on track
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Ruins of a childs old fantasy
Ruins of a child was [? ]
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know when I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
Mr. toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face
Took off his jacket
Put it on the pavement
Stepped on it
And started preaching like a monk from another world
After some minutes, he had a little crowd
Which dissappeared when a police car passed by slowly
Like rolling gloom
And mr. toomy throws his voice til he was the only one in the area
At this early night of june 3rd, 1988
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know when I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
song performed by by Yello
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3rd Of June
This is the 3rd of june, 1988
A highly unimportant day
Some airplane gliding into one of the bigger clouds over manhattan
In a downtown far away, mr. toomy, our face in a crowd
The city was slow and tired
The wall street boys wearing their ties around their neck
Like boxers towels after a fight
Mr. toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face, took off his jacket and stepped on it
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know where I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
No looking to the right
No looking to the left
Lenny is a target and always on track
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Ruins of a childs old fantasy
Ruins of a child was [? ]
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know when I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
Mr. toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face
Took off his jacket
Put it on the pavement
Stepped on it
And started preaching like a monk from another world
After some minutes, he had a little crowd
Which dissappeared when a police car passed by slowly
Like rolling gloom
And mr. toomy throws his voice til he was the only one in the area
At this early night of june 3rd, 1988
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know when I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
song performed by by Yello
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Walke to Digress
In front of entrance
We berjejal queue up
Going to peron
Awaiting cart come
Each and everyone orderlyly
Awaiting cart come
Ushering to target town
Each
Us also that black waiting' train
Come from west
Going to east
When cart come
With the its black smokestack
voice of iron Wheel fiddle
By rel is steel sticking out length
Forwards we stand up
I develop; builded from long fantacy
When that smooth radius his arms
Sticking out handckerchief
Vanishing sweat in my face
We will immediately leave taking
When cart whistle sound boisterous
Parting sign immediately come
Ushered by a white smoke of in between the steel wheel
What start to rotate, moving
Bringing wagon to target town
Menggapai Expectation
My Hand wave from window
From wagon which start fast quickly
My heart is solid, as stuffed up
In this town is we have to leave taking
Going to land of promise
Chance determined
Especial
Prasetya,7.5.2008
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Downtown
With A turn-around
If you wanna dance on the ceiling
If you wanna shake your money-maker now
If you wanna leave through the back door
Feeling fine but just cant take it anymore
If you wanna leave Im downtown
If you dont like sleaze Im downtown
Tell me what you need Im downtown
And everything will be ok hey hey!!!
If you wanna breathe in the background
If you wanna wait and see whats goin down
If you wanna soak in the sunshine
Call a cab and come and see me anytime
If you wanna leave Im downtown
If you dont like sleaze Im downtown
Tell me what you need Im downtown
And everything will be ok hey hey!!!
If you wanna go crazy
If youre dying to please
If youre low down and dirrrrty
Then come and get some of me
If you wanna leave Im downtown
If you dont like sleaze Im downtown
Tell me what you need Im downtown
And everything will be ok
If you wanna leave Im downtown
If you dont like sleaze Im downtown
Tell me what you need Im downtown
And everything will be ok hey hey!!!
Hey hey!!!(3)
song performed by by Zed
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Namely the manager will assess what he believes a player is worth and he will discuss that with the board and then we will go after that target. If we can achieve it at that target, great, but if we can't we will have to move on to the next player.
quote by David Gill
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Shine On You Crazy Diamond I-v
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now theres a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the
Steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend,
You martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision, rode on the
Steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper,
You prisoner, and shine!
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Shine On You Crazy Diamond, Part 1
Remember when you were young
You shone like the sun
Shine on you crazy diamond
Now there's a look in your eyes
Like black holes in the sky
Shine on you crazy diamond
You were caught in the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom
Blown on the steel breeze
Come on you target for faraway laughter
Come on you stranger
You legend
You martyr
And shine
You reached for the secret too soon
You cried for the moon
Shine on you crazy diamond
Threatened by shadows at night
And exposed in the light
Shine on you crazy diamond
Well you wore out your welcome
With random percision
Rode on the steel breeze
Come on you raver
You seer of visions
Come on you painter
You piper
You prisoner
And shine
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Shine On You Crazy Diamond Parts 1-5
Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target
For faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger,
You legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver,
You seer of visions,
Come on you painter,
You piper, you prisoner, and shine
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Make Up Your Mind Cat
Make up your mind
Fussy cat
Because the cat food that
I gave you
Is all that you are going to get
And nothing else
poem by by unknown author
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Being a singer now I have to get all fussy... I must have my ginger and lemon and all that.
quote by Graham Coxon
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Talent hits a target no one else can hit Genius hits a target no one else can see.
quote by Arthur Schopenhauer
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