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Pocket Calculator

I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I am adding and subtracting
I'm controlling and composing
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I am adding and subtracting
I'm controlling and composing
By pressing down a special key, it plays a little melody
By pressing down a special key, it plays a little melody
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator

song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Night Train (Smooth Alligator)

Leave the station
Somewhere down in east
Oh baby, across the nation
Looking for some fun
And some hey down hey
Tell the conductor you're headig
For the cocktail car
Yes you are
That is where I'll be with my sweet
Ooh, la la, hey
If you're tired of
That day after day ride
And you wanna get off
All aboard the night train
Like a smooth alligator
All aboard the night train
Such a cool calculator
All aboard the night train
Like a smooth operator
All aboard the night train
Such a cool calculator
What a beauty
Listen how the engine wails on the rails
Sing it to me
Come and play your tunes
Up and down my scales
Such a sweet melody
Reach out, the sky is wide
And the night is long
When you're right by my side
You can never go wrong

song performed by by Lionel Richie
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Night Train

Leave the station
Somewhere down in east
Oh baby, across the nation
Looking for some fun
And some hey down hey
Tell the conductor youre headig
For the cocktail car
Yes you are
That is where Ill be with my sweet
Ooh, la la, hey
If youre tired of
That day after day ride
And you wanna get off
All aboard the night train
Like a smooth alligator
All aboard the night train
Such a cool calculator
All aboard the night train
Like a smooth operator
All aboard the night train
Such a cool calculator
What a beauty
Listen how the engine wails on the rails
Sing it to me
Come and play your tunes
Up and down my scales
Such a sweet melody
Reach out, the sky is wide
And the night is long
When youre right by my side
You can never go wrong

song performed by by Lionel Richie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Do Or Die

Ive been called an operator,
I can sell an eskimo snow,
Baby, youre a calculator,
But all you ever tell me is no.
You make me run,run,run, say your havin none,
You make me run,run,run, chase me with a gun.
Ill never give up!
Ive got to do or die,
Im reachin for the sky,
Id like to make you mine,
You know I will in time,
? do or die,
No matter how you try,
Youll never change my mind,
I got to do or die!!
Tauruss are more determined,
Nothings gonna stand in their way,
Loving you was my ambition,
I was born the 19th of may.
You make me run,run,run, say your havin none,
You make me run,run,run, chase me with a gun.
Ill never give up!
Ive got to do or die,
Im reachin for the sky,
Id like to make you mine,
You know I will in time,
? do or die,
No matter how you try,
Youll never change my mind,
I got to do or die!!
Ive been called an operator,
I can sell an eskimo snow,
Baby, youre a calculator
But all you ever tell me is no.
You make me run,run,run, say your havin none,
You make me run,run,run, chase me with a gun.
Ill never give up!
Ive got to do or die,
Im reachin for the sky,
Id like to make you mine,
You know I will in time,
? do or die,
No matter how you try,
Youll never change my mind,
I got to do or die!!
Do or die (x23).

song performed by by Grace Jones
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Call Of The Wild

(blackmore/gillan/glover/lord)
Operator Im looking for a girl
Youve got to help me get through
I dont know much about her
So Im relying on you
She got rhythm but no sense of timing
She likes living but shes got no
Address
Operator youve got to get me out of
This mess
Let me tell you about her
She aint got a face
She aint got a name
She aint got a leg to stand upon
Shes out of touch
But not out of mind
And Ive got to see again that gypsy
Child
Operator this is the call of the wild
Shes a hitch hiker never gets a ride
But you can bet shes on time
Shes always around but so hard to
Find
She causes trouble she never takes
Offence
Dirty mind a heart of gold
Operator dont you put me on hold

song performed by by Deep Purple
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Microphone Fiend

Yo, I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Shot grabbed the mic and try to say, yes yall!
They tried to take it, and say that Im too small
Cool, cause I dont get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the another one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brothers done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I dont need a cigarette, know what I mean?
Im raging, ripping up the stage and
Dont it sound amazing cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, cuz its sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing
E-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An e-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly.
E-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An e-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly.
But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
You cant solve it, you silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone thats thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And Ill put you in a mood or is it a state of
Unawareness? beware, its the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people aint stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When Im fiending for a microphone.
Cause I take it to the maximum, I cant relax see, im
Hype as a hyperchrondriac cause the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, something you cant smoke
More than dope, youre trying to move away but you cant, youre broke
More than cracked up, you should have backed up
For those who act up need to be more than smacked up
E-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An e-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An e-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly.
An e-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.
A smooth operator operating correctly.
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Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
cause Im an e-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly
An e-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly
An e-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly
An e-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly
A smooth operator operating correctly
A smooth operator operating correctly
A smooth operator operating correctly
cause Im an e-f-f-e-c-t

song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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Dream Operator

When you were little
You dreamed you were big
You must have been something
A real tiny kid
You wish you were me
I wish I was you
Now dont you wake up
The dream will come true
Every dream has a name
And names tell your story
This song is your dream
Youre the dream operator
Its bigger than life
You know its all me
My face is a book
But its not what it seems
Three angels above
The whole human race
They dream us to life
They dream me a face
And every dream tells it all
And this dream is your story
You dreamed me a heart
Youre the dream operator
Shake-it-up dream
Hi-di-ho dream
Fix-it-up dream
Look at me dream
Ive been waiting so long
Now I am your dream
Hard to forget
Hard to go on
When you fall asleep
Youre out on your own
Let go of your life
Grab on to my hand
Here in the clouds
Where well understand
And you dreamed it all
And this is your story
Do you know who you are?
Youre the dream operator
And you dreamed it all
And this is your story
Do you know who you are?
Youre the dream operator

song performed by by Talking Heads
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God, the supreme ruler

No power or authority greater than the GOD
Generator, Operator and Destroyer of universe,
Ruler of rulers, absolute king to rule over all,
No power or authority greater than the GOD.
We must have true faith in supreme ruler, The Lord
He fulfils all wishes of his children as he desires.
No power or authority greater than the GOD
Generator, Operator and Destroyer of universe.

Generator, Operator and Destroyer of universe
As sole judge punishes all sinners even rulers.
By health, wealth, comfort, joy rewards believers
Generator, Operator and Destroyer of universe.
Nothing is impossible for the God in universe
It's the God who appoints and removes all rulers
Generator, Operator and Destroyer of universe
As sole judge punishes all sinners even rulers

(C) S. D. Tiwari

sdtiwari1@gmail(.) com

poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Warp Asylum

Been down yeah! well I look down and my mind blows away
Deep in the darkness illuminate beyond a million miles
Something slid up to my head circling around my eye
Eye
Eyes and I said, smooth operator, sez:
Get up, get up
And outta here, smooth operator sez: yeah! lights
Band the traffic thunder two blocks west of the rest
Tore away the bottom and saw life is a test
Beyond a 1,000,000 miles
Well I ricocheted through my head
One hand kills and the others cra-a-crazy
What she said
Smooth operator sez: get up! get up! and outta here
Smooth operator sez: yeah!!! sail into night
Ghost ship a tripping
Struck by the plunge something to see
Yeah
Bootleg the girl
She is a looka
Pure is the fear that breaks away
Straight to the sun I am a walkn state of the art
All that I see [yeah] new gods move wippn the shore and dash on the reef
Surf city... I walk alone and stare, man, right in the sun
Tear-jerk asylum and cemetery run
Well, howd I ever get this far man
Smooth curves switchback the sweat
Underneath the body, baby
Where what you see is what you see and what you get.

song performed by by White Zombie
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Warp Asylum

Been down yeah! well I look down and my mind blows
Away - deep in the darkness illuminate beyond a
Million miles - something slid up to my head circling
Around my eye - eye - eyes and I said, smooth operator
Sez: get up - get up - and outta here, smooth operator
Sez: yeah! lights - band the traffic thunder two blocks
West of the rest - tore away the bottom and saw life is a
Test - beyond 1,000,000 miles - well I ricocheted through
My head - one hand kill the others cra-a-crazy -
What she said - smooth operator sez: get up! get up! and
Outta here, smooth operator sez: yeah!!! sail into night-
Ghost ship a tripping - struck by the plunge something to
See - yeah - bootleg the girl - she is a looka - pure is the
Fear that breaks away - straight to the sun I am a
Walkn state of the art - all that I see [yeah] new gods
Move whippn the shore and dash
On the reef - surf city... I walk
Alone and stare, man, right in the
Sun - tear-jerk asylum and cemetery
Run - well, howd I ever get this far
Man? smooth curves switchback the
Sweat - underneath the body, baby -
Where what you see is what you -
See and what you get

song performed by by Rob Zombie
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Poem In My Pocket!

I have a poem in my pocket for this very day,
a poem in my packet you might even say,
i have a poem in my pocket for all of you to hear,
this is the poem in my pocket,
the one you've just heard me peirs,
so a poem in my pocket is to my heart
but i have to say sorry it's time for us to part!

poem by Raven Fulford
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Zip-lock

I've been stealing
Time where I can get it from
I've been losing
Grip on what I used to hold
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a zip-loc bag
And keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Tell me
When I start to blow it would you
Show me
What I need to do before you
Hate me
I could never live with that so
Tell me
Before you're better off without me
Before you're better off without me
I've been watching you
Sleeping with a troubled look
I'm sure your bad dreams
Are probably all about me
And better off without me
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a ziploc bag
And keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Tell me
When I start to blow it would you
Show me
What I need to do before you
Hate me
I could never live with that so
Tell me
Before you're better off without me
Before you're better off without me
Well I've been losing
Grip on what I used to hold
I don't want you
To be better off without me
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a ziploc bag
And keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Tell me
When I start to blow it would you
Show me
Tell me
What I need to do before you
Hate me
Tell me
Cuz I could never live with that so
Help me
Before you're better off without me

song performed by by Lit from A Place In The Sun
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Shes Invisible Now

Takes a step back
From the vacant chair
Looking in the mirror
While shes combing her hair
Wipes the dust from a cup
While shes cleaning up
Wonders very slightly
What shes doing there
A simple reflection
Can be too revealing
Years are for counting
Years are for stealing
Shes a mathematician
Calculator
Counting daily
Counting forever...
Cold clean glass and a razor blade
Fly on the table and a passing car
Closes the curtain to keep in the shade
Closes her head and now shes counting down
Dust is collecting
But she doesnt notice
Counting for ever
Shes a calculator
No-one can see her
Shes invisible now
No-one can see her
And the dust is collecting

song performed by by Eurythmics
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Burning Blue

I dont wanna have to shout while the day is long
Repeating all the things that Ive said and done
Only words you know so well
And if I could explain what you want from me
Satisfy your insecurity
Something that youve failed to see
Oh my love for you - well its still as new
And its burning blue
I should a known better
Why cant I forget her
Shes an operator
I dont wanna have to shout from a mountain top
So try to realize all the things we got
How come you dont understand
Therell never be a future we can trust
Tomorrows all we need in front of us
One day at a times enough
And my love for you - well its still as new
And its burning blue
I should a known better
Why cant I forget her
Shes an operator
An my love for you - it still feels as new
An its burning blue
All across the nation
Open invitation
No exaggeration
I should a known better
Why cant I forget her
Shes an operator
An my love for you - its still burning blue

song performed by by Outfield
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Man With The Golden Gun

The man
With the golden gun
Is waiting
Somewhere
Out there
For you
But you'll never see him
He'll be looking for you
Demand
For the golden gun
It's high priced
Precise
And true
But you'll never see him
He'll be looking for you
The man with the golden
Gun in his pocket, Oh, oh
The man with the golden
Gun in his case, Oh, oh
The man with the golden
Gun in your face
But you'll never see him
He'll be looking for you
You better believe
He'll be looking for you
He-e-e-e-e-e's, The man with the golden
Gun in his pocket
The man with the golden
Gun in his case
The man with the golden
Gun in his pocket
The man with the golden
Gun in your face
But you'll never see him
He'll be looking for you
You better believe
He'll be looking for yo-ou
He-e-e-e-e-e's, The man with the golden
Gun in his pocket
The man with the golden
Gun in his case
The man with the golden
Gun in his pocket
The man with the golden
Gun in your face
The man with the go-o-olden
Gun in his pocket
The man with the go-o-lden
Gun in his case
The man who gave you the golden gun

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Alone

He put the gum in his right
lower pocket, where it belonged;
The Certs in this heat melted, staining his right
upper pocket, a crying shame.
The green stone went in his left
upper pocket along with the key to nothing;
the robin's egg nestled in his left
lower pocket but never hatched.

He crisscrossed the flats between
the two rocky spires and, every day,
wished he had a compass
or to find anything that could control
his life's motion.

But he never found that thing,
except for thre head-bones of a cow,
and he could not contrive a place
for them, so he buried them and mourned:
Later on he died alone.

poem by Stan Petrovich
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I'm always crunching numbers, so my calculator watch is a must.

quote by David Neeleman
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A businessman is a hybrid of a dancer and a calculator.

quote by Paul Valery
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Physics Class

He enters the wooden door
Blue polo, that familiar scent
Quite ready and calmly standing
With some white powdery thing

I open my half-filled notebook
And I uncover my old calculator
Grabbed my pen from my pocket
With my brain as my only asset

Another problem from the book
Now we're solvin in our seats
Computin speed and velocity
Fillin our brains with atrocity

Focus, analyze and think
Just one miss and you're ruined
Small mistakes, slash half a point
Quizzes and exams, bloodstained

Is it just another terror?
Or do i see a great mentor
Giving us harsh problems
Trying to complicate theorems

Yet every challenge i call it fun
Its not all about academic run
But it's obtaining knowledge
He's a great man I'll always acknowledge

poem by Ben Henry Baang
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Marketable Property

A piece of the rock?
Today?
It is advisable,
That one wishes a complete boulder!
By the time any remnant of it appears...
Even if a pebble,
To place in one's pocket...
To feel,
Momentarily...
Is enough to know,
One has a hold onto something
One can value.
With the hope that the act of it,
Isn't found taxable by those assessing...
Personal possessions one has to be declared,
Marketable property!

'Either they pay...
Or we confiscate it!
And check the other pocket as well.
Leave not a pocket unturned!
Since we've run out of stones.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These Knives

Why walk around with a knife in your pocket?
Are you afraid of yourself? !
Or, do you want to kill somebody around you?

It is a shame that you have a knife in your pocket,
But stop this act of negativity and live and let us live;
Like the satus-quo of Romeo and Juliet.

You claim to go to church but,
There is a knife in your pocket!
Infact, this act will not take you to heaven.
So, do learn for the better than stabbing somebody with these knives.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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