Effigy
You are the only person I know
But I take you round to people who are on the go
Well you took me to a picture show
And what's the first thing I see
But them burning pictures of my head to toe, hey!
I'm not an effigy, no, no!
I asked you if you would be mad
If I packed my things and moved away to faraway land
Well I packed my things and I moved to this place
And what's the first thing I see
But them burning pictures of me in my face, hey!
I'm not an effigy, no, no!
Well I moved back from this faraway land
Walked right into a room with me mum and me dad
Well I saw my picture hanging on the wall
They tried to rip it and burn it
But it just withstood it all and I said hey!
I'm not an effigy
I'm not angry
I'm not an effigy... hey!
Well walking around this stinking town
I look up at the buildings and they get me down
Well I look to my left and then I look to my right
And then I realize they've been striking at me
Since the middle of last night, hey!
I'm not an effigy
song performed by by Ministry
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Faith Collapsing
you are the only person I know
but I take you round to people who are on the go
well you took me to a picture show
and what's the first thing I see
but them burning pictures of my head to toe, hey!
i'm not an effigy, no, no!
I asked you if you would be mad
if I packed my things and moved away to faraway land
well I packed my things and I moved to this place
and what's the first thing I see
but them burning pictures of me in my face, hey!
i'm not an effigy, no, no!
well I moved back from this faraway land
walked right into a room with me mum and me dad
well I saw my picture hanging on the wall
they tried to rip it and burn it
but it just withstood it all and I said hey!
i'm not an effigy
i'm not angry
i'm not an effigy... hey!
well walking around this stinking town
I look up at the buildings and they get me down
well I look to my left and then I look to my right
and then I realize they've been striking at me
since the middle of last night, hey!
i'm not an effigy
song performed by by Ministry
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Effigy
Last night
I saw a fire burning on
The palace lawn.
Oer the land
The humble subjects watched in mixed
Emotion.
Chorus:
Who is burnin?
Who is burnin?
Effigy.
Who is burnin?
Who is burnin?
Effigy.
Last night
I saw the fire spreadin to
The palace door.
Silent majority
Werent keepin quiet
Anymore.
Chorus
Last night
I saw the fire spreadin to
The country side.
In the mornin
Few were left to watch
The ashes die.
Chorus
Why?
Why?
Why?
Effigy.
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Say It
I was lost in paradise
I was washed ashore
I was praying someone
Would walk right through that door.
I was hung in effigy
I was flayed alive
I was lost and lonely
And struggling to survive.
Say that you need me
Say that you care
Say you believe in me
(say it, say it, say it)
And Ill be there, oh yeah.
I was baked alaska
Burning deep inside
I was wandering round this earth
Trying to find a place to hide.
I was mr. heartache
I was ripped and torn
I was hardly living
Until you came along.
(chorus)
Come on and say it
Whisper in my ear
Come on.
A ripple of uncertainty
Became a tide of change
That wave became an ocean
Now youre out of range.
Seen heaven in a rainbow
Many splendid things
None compare, none come close
Youre my everything
Say that you need me
Say that you care
Say you believe in me
Say it, mean it, say it, and mean it
Say it, and mean it, say it
And Ill be there, oh yeah.
song performed by by Abc
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Even
come now to the edge of the room
you can see them all crowdin' around
soon they'll come in and come up here
let them find an effigy
but they'll never find me
head man I live to see you roll away
they'll never ever ever find me
they'll never ever ever find me
head man
song performed by by Dispatch from Who Are We Living For?
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Fall Guy
People make fun at me
My eyes glassy; nose stubby
Skin inky and body burly
A fall guy I am
An ugly effigy; a zany!
I too boo at Almighty
'Hey! You went astray!
While shaping my clay! ! '
poem by Sathya Narayana
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I have encountered riotous mobs and have been hung in effigy, but my motto is: Men's rights are nothing more. Women's rights are nothing less.
quote by Susan B. Anthony
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Man Shake
Man shake
Man shake
Man shake
Man shake
Ive got this nasty camera
One snap it stole my soul
If youre left feeling lonely
One is the place to go
Now I never bothered
With things I cannot see
And now Ive heard the drum track
Youre just a basic enemy
Man shake
Man shake
Man shake
Man shake
Ive told you out there, up there
A promise you cant see
But with your devil camera
You take your chance with me
Now were passing strangers
Who knows what well be
Tried to re-arrange us
Who would shake your effigy
Man shake
Man shake
Man shake
Man shake
song performed by by Culture Club
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So What Do We All Have In Common?
Thank you class.
I am glad all of us here,
Have agreed to take pictures of ourselves,
As an assigment.
Take a good look at each picture.
Now...
Pass your picture to your classmate.
Everyone do this quickly please.
No laughing.
Now...
With the scissors,
Cut away everything you see...
We all have that is common and familiar.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Would you repeated that, Jack.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Saying what?
'We all have the same thing in common.'
So what has happened to the picture?
'There is no picture.
There is nothing left to see.'
So what do we all have in common?
'Nothing! '
Well...uh...well...er um...
You've missed my point,
Entirely!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Indoor Fireworks
We play these parlour games
We play at make believe
When we get to the part where I say that Im going to leave
Everybody loves a happy ending but we dont even try
We go straight past pretending
To the part where everybody loves to cry
(chorus)
Indoor fireworks
Can still burn your fingers
Indoor fireworks
We swore we were safe as houses
Theyre not so spectacular
They dont burn up in the sky
But they can dazzle or delight
Or bring a tear
When the smoke gets in your eyes
You were the spice of life
The gin in my vermouth
And though the sparks would fly
I thought our love was fireproof
Sometimes wed fight in public darling
With very little cause
But different kinds of sparks would fly
When we got on our own behind closed doors
(chorus)
Its time to tell the truth
These things have to be faced
My fuse is burning out
And all that powders gone to waste
Dont think for a moment dear that well ever be through
Ill build a bonfire of my dreams
And burn a broken effigy of me and you
(chorus)
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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At Parting
Go, since you must, but, Dearest, know
That, Honour having bid you go,
Your honour, if your life be spent,
Shall have a costly monument.
This heart, that fire and roses is
Beneath the magic of your kiss,
Shall turn to marble if you die
And be your deathless effigy.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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The face of God
He carved my face in his effigy,
But so did he yours, and everybody else',
Probably seen him a thousand times,
I know he is looking at me now,
I feel his presence yet his face I neither see nor touch,
I seen his shadow though- only a torso,
Haunts me every time I look at mirrors, still waters,
I hear his voice, his face it describes, I still want to see him...
I gather polaroids of every being on earth and beyond,
Erect a decoupage of his supposedly image,
Does it look like me? Like you? Like every human? I cannot tell,
I cannot see it for my vision suddenly blurry,
Though not as radiant as I thought It be- atleast it smiles,
A man without a face, the face of God.
poem by Isunge Mwangase
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In the spiritual body moreover, man appears such as he is with respect to love and faith, for everyone in the spiritual world is the effigy of his own love, not only as to the face and the body, but also as to the speech and the actions.
quote by Emanuel Swedenborg
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The Care Giver
The face that spoke of suffering
is now, forever, still
The torture done,
Her race is run,
Her effigy serene.
Yet as she lingered by death's door
your kind voice could be heard-
Your gently spoken words of Love-
She cherished every word.
If there is life beyond this life
its far beyond our ken.
At least she knew your gentle touch
at this journeys end.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Alright For An Hour
(rod stewart, jessie ed davis, 1975/76)
Oh, didnt I mess around like evrybody did?
I said, woman, youre foolin around with a man that just dont fit.
I said, Id better get along before I get right under your skin.
Remember the song, wasnt it fun, cause it was just one of those things.
But it was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
And I packed my bags and moved right away.
I said goodbye to money, I dont owe no alimony.
I paid my dues and payroll cues, gonna leave it all up to you.
Ill take my dog and my car, the best friends Ive found so far,
And Ill keep goin with the mornin sun, singin the same old song.
But it was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
And I packed my bags and moved right away.
Well I guess you needed somebody to open each and evry door
With a large amount in the swiss account to give you thrills and nothing more.
But my volkswagen is hardly a custom built ferarri.
You want firstclass but I pump gas, so Ill get on out of your way.
But it was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
And I packed my bags and moved right away.
It was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
And I packed my bags and moved right away.
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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My_Box_of_Sharp_Objects
The nymph’s heart has gone to deep slumber
Sorrow has fade coz her heart has been kept in freezer
Coldness she feels hope won’t last forever
Wake her up by the kiss of summer.
Summer came and let summer go
Leaves were fallin…the nymph without hurryin so
There were rains in between and dark clouds were huggin
Still not moved and let the time flies without kissin.
Then the tree dies as the nymph’s restless heart
Sure she found spring on someone’s charmin pond
But summer she keeps missin and her heart still holdin
Break free from the past…gotta end this sufferin.
Nymph has her summer back but still no glimpse of his light
She understand he’s burdened by the effigy of life
Tryin not to demand but she also has needs
My box of sharp objects, the pain she now feeds…
poem by Mayjorey Dellosa Buendia
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People Take Picture Of Each Other
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
And to proved that it really existed.
Fathers take pictures of the mothers,
And the sisters take pictures of brothers,
Just to show that they love one another.
You can't picture love that you took from me,
When we were young and the world was free.
Pictures of things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.
People take pictures of each other,
Just to prove that they really existed,
Just to prove that they really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
Just to proved that it really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
Picture of me when I was just three,
Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree.
Oh how I love things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.
song performed by by Kinks
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I Shall Not Be Moved
(words & music by homer morris)
Well lordy I shall not be, I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree thats growin in the meadow (down by the water)
I shall not be moved
Im on my way to glory land and I shall not be moved
On my way to glory land I will not be moved
Im like a tree thats planted by the water
I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree thats planted by the water
I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree thats planted by the water
I shall not be moved
Well Im on my way to glory land and I shall not be moved
On my way to glory land I shall not be moved
Im like a tree thats planted by the water
I shall not be moved
Oh well
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree thats planted by the water
I shall not be moved
On this rock of ages, I shall not be moved
On this rock of ages, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree thats planted by the water
I shall not be moved
Glory, glory, glory hallelujah, I shall not be moved
Glory hallelujah, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree thats planted by the water
I shall not be moved
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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This Is The Picture
Excellent birds
Flying birds
Excellent birds
Watch them fly, there they go
Falling snow
Excellent snow
Here it comes. watch it fall
Long words
Excellent words
I can hear them now
This is the picture, this is the picture
This is the picture, this is the picture
Im sitting by the window
Watching the snow fall
Im looking out
And Im moving, turning in time
Catching up. moving in
Jump up! I can land on my feet. look out!
This is the picture, this is the picture
This is the picture, this is the picture
Looking out. watching out
When I see the future I close my eyes
I can see it now
I see pictures of people, rising up
Pictures of people, falling down
I see pictures of people
Theyre standing on their heads, theyre ready
Theyre looking out, look out!
Theyre watching out, watch out!
Theyre looking out, look out!
Theyre watching out, watch out!
I see pictures of people
I see pictures of people
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Clouds Across The Moon
Standing here on the brighter side of life,
I realize missing out on the things I loved.
Walking down the shady lovers lanes
as the clouds moved across the moon.
I’ve seen the glamour and glitz of life
and long for the simple things of yesterday
when we walked arm in arm together
as the clouds moved across the moon.
Tomorrow is another day in the spotlight
regretting for another time again
of giving up all those yesterdays
as the clouds moved across the moon.
It’s hard to try not to regret
all the things you rushed forward to
even though at the time it meant losing you
as the clouds moved across the moon.
One day I may return home again,
when my dreams have turned to dust
then I may walk again with you
as the clouds move across the moon.
6 November 2011
poem by David Harris
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Homage to Hieronymus Bosch
A woman with no face walked into the light;
A boy, in a brown-tree norfolk suit,
Holding on
Without hands
To her seeming skirt.
She stopped,
And he stopped,
And I, in terror, stopped, staring.
Then I saw a group of shadowy figures behind her.
It was a wild wet morning
But the little world was spinning on.
Liplessly, somehow, she addressed it:
The book must be opened
And the park too.
I might have tittered
But my teeth chattered
And I saw that the words, as they fell,
Lay, wriggling, on the ground.
There was a stir of wet wind
And the shadowy figures began to stir
When one I had thought dead
Filmed slowly out of his great effigy on a tomb near by
And they all shuddered
He bent as if to speak to the woman
But the nursery governor flew up out of the well of Saint Patrick,
Confiscated by his mistress,
And, his head bent,
Staring out over his spectacles,
And scratching the gravel furiously, Hissed -
The words went pingg! like bullets,
Upwards, past his spectacles
Say nothing, I say, say nothing, say nothing!
And he who had seemed to be coming to life
Gasped,
Began hysterically, to laugh and cry,
And, with a gesture of impotent and half-petulant despair,
Filmed back into his effigy again.
High above the Bank of Ireland
Unearthly music sounded,
Passing westwards.
Then, from the drains,
Small sewage rats slid out.
They numbered hundreds of hundreds, tens, thousands.
Each bowed obsequiously to the shadowy figures
Then turned and joined in a stomach dance with his brothers and sisters.
Being a multitude, they danced irregularly.
There was rat laughter, Deeper here and there,
And occasionally she-rats grew hysterical.
The shadowy figures looked on, agonized.
The woman with no face gave a cry and collapsed.
The rats danced on her
And on the wriggling words
Smirking.
The nursery governor flew back into the well
With the little figure without hands in the brown-tree clothes.
poem by Thomas MacGreevy
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