Spit It Out
If theres rage inside you so you cannot think
Spit it out
If you get so angry that you cannot speak
Spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
And tell them where they can put it
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to talk to him or her or it
And take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
If you get worked over at your job
Spit it out
If a taxi almost runs you down
Spit it out
You got to take aim with your mouth and speak
And give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
And take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out
Hey, hey, hey
If youre patient and you have the time
Spit it out
Wait till theyre on the decline
Spit it out
The chinese say you meet the hard with the soft
The yin with the yang, the down with the up, oh
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to grab that dumb he, she or it
And give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out, babe, spit it out
Hey
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Spit It Out
(coverdale/galley)
I never knew what a kiss could mean
Until the first time I kissed you,
You took my love in the palm of your hand
An showed me what a woman could do
Now I dont want sugar coated loving
Just silver tongue tenderness,
You gotta give me a certain satisfaction
The kind of love you seal with a kiss
An spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
I can remember, I can recall
When I first set my eyes on you,
Ill never forget the thrill of it all
Dreaming of the things we could do
Baby, you must be crazy,
Fooling with a man like me,
cos I roll my dice with a heart of ice
An make it clear to see
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
I never knew what a kiss could mean
til the first time I kissed you,
You took my love in the palm of your hand
An showed me what a woman could do
Your sweet caress an tenderness
Can take the pain away,
The things that you do make a queen out of you
An make me a king for a day
If you dont like it, spit it out
Now I know what your love can do
Ill be hanging round your door,
An Im gonna love you baby,
Ill give you more than you bargained for
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, if you dont like it...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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spit to God
how foolish of you
to spit to God
who lives in the sky
the spit returns
back to you
who lives on
earth below
and you smell
as foul as your
own dried spittle.
spit to God &
you spit on your face.
as you hate me
shall you hate yourself
you get hurt so badly
and i am so sorry.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Spit It Out
Back then my life was empty
Most things around disturbed me
Messed-up and really restless
My head was filled with distless
Until the day you saved me
You made me see things clearly
Nothing is ever hopeless
Got to know how to love myself
You made me love you, me and life
(chorus:) Go ahead, spit it out, go ahead,
go ahead, spit it out
That I am stupid
Go ahead, spit it out, go ahead,
go ahead, spit it out
That I was mistaken
Go ahead, spit it out, go ahead,
go ahead, spit it out
That I missed my chances
Go ahead, spit it out, go ahead,
go ahead, spit it out
That I cannot fix it
Right now I grab my head and
Look back at what I have done
I've been a total fool
Can find no explanation
One day I could not take it
Guess things were just too perfect
So I took my stuff and left you
Though I will always love you
Thought you saved me I still left you
(chorus)
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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Spittoon
Spitting in any form is bad
Spitfire is dangerous
Spit destroy everything.
Spitting cobra spray venom
Unbalanced man spit emotion
Scorn fear condemnation.
Spitupon is not civilised
Spit it out left manything.
Here is spittoon
If you want to be good
throw out everything spit
In this spittoon
And get a bonbon
And get a boon.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Dont Spit On My Mind
(m - deris, grosskopf l - deris)
Every lie will win a prize
Love sold by a whore
Claculated sacrifice
Death without a war
Aftermath and alibies
Straw-doll-chess to please the floor
Dont tell me of any wonders shiftting gold
Dont tell me of a hard way we have to go throutgh
Still we pay your warmth out of the cold
Do you really think were blind?
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Any form of government
Has a black sheep part
But the brave will never know
What the black sheeps start
In the name of country-love
They enrich themselves apart
Dont tell me of any wonders shiftting gold
Dont tell me of a hard way we have to go throutgh
Still we pay your warmth out of the cold
Do you really think were blind?
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
We are the people, we are the messes you are for
We give the power and our desire must be your law
Dont think Im standing here all alone of a kind
Dont think because youre still there
Means that we are all blind
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Solo 1: michael
Solo 2: roland
song performed by by Helloween
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Dictators Of Ape Recognized Form
society asks ape we write piecemeal
chews on souls like pieces of paper
torn ripped cow cud spit ball wads
spit out small wads sport indifferent
spit out writer line walker discontent
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Sun
it is basic
the sun shines brightly
even if you have
to condemn it
it is public knowledge
that when you spit
to the sky
you spit at your own
face
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If you spit against the wind, you spit in your own face.
Children are guilty of unpardonable rudeness when they spit in the face of a companion; neither are they excusable who spit from windows or on walls or furniture.
Saint John Baptist de La Salle in The Rules of Christian Manners and Civility (1695)
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The warring couple
My wife and I spit at each other
And have no need to spit elsewhere.
We severally receives sweetly others
Warring couple is a pleasing couple.
02.09.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Swallowing Something Bitter
involuntarily he swallows something bitter
not perfectly round
definitely bitter
but for now he shall not spit it out
he needs time
perhaps it will be years
he cannot even open his mouth to speak
they call him mute and dumb and deaf
but inside his ears are sharp
his understanding like the seed so bitter
his hope is only that day when by having learned
all the bitterness
he shall spit fire
and magma comes out from his mouth
and rocks
and everything thermoplastic
like he is bomb that shakes all their worlds
into tiny splinters
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Softly The Truth Speaks And Wins Over You
what? you wage war against the truth?
through all your wiles and lies?
you will be powerless
you will not win
you kick against the spikes
and wound yourself
you spit to God
you spit on yourself
calm down
and think
and listen, hear the truth
softly speaking
always winning over you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Spit Sucker
Spit's her burden, her work,
she aspirates it all day, sucks it up.
Of course she does other things,
but you won't remember her for those.
You'll remember her for her hose.
the pipe she sticks in your mouth.
You don't know she did two years college,
studied nights, languished over books.
You don't care, she had to learn anatomy,
and how or when to offer what or why
to a puffed up dentist that looks down on her
for being less qualified.
It doesn't matter to you that she knows canulation
anatomy, or cardiac massage.
No - you don't know, because to you
she's just the spit sucker,
the pretty thing that soothes your brow while you
muster up the courage to have a crown.
I've heard you make fun of her, belittle her,
tell your friends what you'd like to do to her.
Her in her white uniform and little badge
that she worked so hard for, takes pride in,
thinks she's does a public service, helps people.
You little s.hit - she wouldn't spit on you!
poem by Ruth Walters
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Man Owar
(ian hunter/mick ronson)
I never brush my teeth and I never wash
I guess I never bother with no brush
I dont care about a knife and fork
And dont you argue with the way that I talk
And all you ladies want my autograph
And have you seen my photo, have you seen my photographs....yeah
I hit the city when the sun goes down
I get this feeling that Im running around
I love virgins, I like em petite
Cute little sister wont you sit on me
End up scoring, over 5 dollars down
You dont have to tell me Im a clown
Cause Im a bad mother - try me and see
Im a bad mother - check my i.d.
Im a bad mother - got nothing to do
If I could spit, Id spit all over you.
Im a man o war, hey hey
The demon of the semen, Im a man o war
And you know it for sure, yeah
You better get back on your feet, Im a man o war
I tell my woman that I got this disease
She says, honey, please, get down on your knees
You look so sexy when you sing with the band
Tie me up, tie me up, tie my hand.
Howd you like to do it with the leader of the pack
Cause baby, aint got the germs and bad seeds back(? )
Cause Im a bad mother - I get around
Im a bad mother - I know the sound
Im a bad mother - nothing to do
If I could spell, Id put a spell on you
Cause Im a man o war hey hey
Aint nobody told you Im a man o war
I got a gun for show, yeah
So get up on your feet Im a man o war
(come on mickey)
Cause Im a bad mother - check me and see
Im a bad mother - I got vd
Im a bad mother - got nothing to do, oh
If I could spit, Id spit all over you
Im a man o war hey hey
The demon of the semen, Im a man o war
And you know it for sure, yeah
Oh baby get up on your feet, Im a man o war
Im a man o war, Im a man o war
Give me an image, Ill take it to the limit
Im a man o war, Im a man o war
Mammas little soldier, Im a man o war
All right, yeah.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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The Dirty Boy (and what befell him)
Jack, Jack, the Packer's son
was very fond of spitting-
and never under any terms
would hear a thing of quitting.
'I love to spit', cracked Jack, 'in fact,
I love its every aspec';
I like to do it privately
But even more in public'.
His mother pleaded 'stop that, Jack! '
But dared not whack the child
for that, she'd often read in books
would make him crass and wild.
His teacher said, 'Jack, please don't spit-'
the boy would spit twice over-
nor would he cease from doing it
on Sundays or Passover.
Serious John and little Mim
appealed as fellow kids-
they gently told him what was wrong
and of the harm he did.
'Spitting is evil', said John, and breeds
all kinds of diagnoses:
glanders, pinta and no less,
tuberculosis boves.'
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Spit Into The Fire
Burn a candle set a light
Keep on going against the stream
Be as mean as mean can be
As long as youre not to extreme
Read the papers watch the news
Be informed an get the blues
Collect your garbage use the subway
Swaying you stay on the roof
Search for solutions for the future
Find resources drill for oil
Raise some powerplants and then
Burry them under the soil
Rome is burning the emperor sings
Waiting for what time may bring
His body caressed by the virgins
Laughing shy he turns around
And spits into the fire
And hopes that he can calm it down
Fight the flames with words
Cause theyre cheaper than water
Thinking he can heal the world
But the only thing he really does
Is sitting on a sofa
And spit into the fire
Rabbits hopping on the green
And jump directly in your pan
Turtles transform into soup
Enjoy them as long as you can
Silent sitting writing songs
bout all the idiots that pretend
That their words can change the world
I think Im right but in the end
I spit into the fire
And hope that I can calm it down
Fight the flames with words
Cause theyre cheaper than water
Thinking I can heal the world
But the only thing I really do
Is sitting on a sofa
And spit into the fire
And spit into the fire
Spit into it
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Thanks
Invite yourself in like a bad case of fleas
Parasitic ploy fills and obvious need
Set me up
Cut me down
Cash me in
Spit me out
Thanks for nothing
Stealing the fire from the unsuspecting
Freak
Opportune time to perpetuate the breed
Set me up
Cut me down
Cash me in
Spit me out
Thanks for nothing
The pressure builds
The balance sets
The level tilts
As thoughts compress
Try your best you will
To bury my head in the sand
Keep me lost in the dark
With the promise of a new spark
Played me
Drained me
Tried your best
To win
Played me
drained me
You try
Try
Plowing your way through a delicate maze
Crushing the dreams that a lifetime made
Rest will come away as the planets fall in line
Karma piling up will catch in time
Set me up
Cut me down
Cash me in
Spit me out
Thanks for nothing
Played me
Drained me
Tried your best
To win
Played me
Drained me
You try
Try
Sit down
song performed by by Ultraspank
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I Have Worms Inside My Mouth
at first i wanted to spit them all
wanting to relieve myself
with all the hassle
in keeping worms
that my friends detest
they tell me
that i must spit them all
for reasons of
sanitation
or perhaps
for my own sanity
i think about it
and the possibilities
of finally throwing up
after all i get
nauseous
this feeling of trying to hide
some things
inside the mouth
(do you know
about it?)
i could not do the throwing up
and so
the worms are still there
it is something
about giving them
temporary shelter
a home
i did not listen to myself
i did not listen to their advices
i decided to keep the worms for good
swallowing each worm
sliding in my esophagus
and finally settling inside the
rooms of my heart
i dream about each worm
wriggling inside my brain
but i keep them still
despite the mixed feelings of
pleasure and pain
one day
the worms become butterflies
and i feel ready for
this beautiful eventuality
i look up
to the heavens
on a very bright day
i spit them
all free
to the skies to the clouds
and to the trees
where they all
rightfully belong
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Broken Face
I got a broken face
I got a
I got a broken face
Uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, ooo
I got a broken face (3x)
There was this boy who had two
Children with his sisters
They were his daughters
They were his favourite lovers
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Whatever I say is only spit
I got no lips, I got no tongue
I got a broken face, uh-hu, uh-hu
I got a broken face
There was this man who snapped his poke
In little pieces
And then they drilled holes
And then they put em back in there
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Whatever I say is only spit
I got no lips, I got no tongue
I got a broken face
Uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, uh-hu, ooo
I got a broken face
The little thing who does my laundry
Speaks no english
But if you saw her
Youd say isnt she lovely
I got no lips, I got no tongue
Whatever I say is only spit
I got no lips, I got no tongue
song performed by by Pixies
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Spit On A Stranger
However you feel
Whatever it takes
Whenever its real
Whatever awaits me
Whatever you need
However so light
Whenever its real
Whenever its right
[chorus]
Ive been thinking long and hard about the things you said to me
Like a bitter stranger
Now I see the long and short the middle and whats in between
I could spit on a stranger (pull me out)
Youre a bitter stranger (pull me out)
Whatever you feel
Whatever it takes
Whenever its real
Whatever awaits me
Whatever you need
However so slight
[chorus]
Honey, Im a prize and youre a catch and were a perfect match
Like two bitter strangers
Now I see the long and short of it and I can make it last
I could spit on a stranger (pull me out)
Youre a bitter stranger (pull me out)i could spit on a stranger (pull me out)
Youre a bitter stranger (pull me out)
I could spit on a stranger (pull me out)
Youre a bitter stranger (pull me out)
I see the sunshine in your eyes
Ill try the things you never try
Ill be the one that leaves you high, high, high
song performed by by Nickel Creek
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