Come On Death
Surly
I am so surly, and I am so surly
And come on life in, and come on deaaaath
Ohaaaaaahhhh, ohaaaaaaaahahah, ohaaaaaaoooohoh
Surly, and I am so surly, and I am so surly
And come on life in, and come on ...
Noooooooooooo, noooooooooo, nooooooooooo, nooooooooooo
Surly, and I am so surly, and I am so surly
And I am so surly, oooooaaaaaahhhh
Deaaaaaaaath, deaaaaaath, deaaaaaaaaath, deaaaaaaaaaaath
Come on death, come on death, come on death, come on death
Surly, surly, surly, surly
Im does finishing to hell
And Im does, and Im does hell, hell, heeelllllllll
Come on death (x4) -- ohaaaaaaaahh
Come on death (x4) -- deaaaaaaaaaaath
Performed in new york, ny on 09/28/91.
song performed by by Nirvana
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His golden retriever on seeing me wags her tail
Of making a new friend of every opportunity she does avail
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I say..? !
If every man became more and more feminine!
Then where would be a man's androgen's masculinity.
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And they're hearts adrenaline might even chasten.
As fatefully as life is once it's in flat-line!
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DARK EYES
I LOOK UPON THE DARKENED SKIES,
ALL I SEE IS HIS DARK EYES.
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AS I SIT IN THIS COLD DARK ROOM.
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AS I LOOK FOR THE COURAGE TO FIGHT.
EVERY NIGHT I SEE THOSE EYES,
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FAR OFF A DOG DOES BARK.
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My Alter Ego Jack
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This I can easily see.
You've toppled and choked
Now it's up to me
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That I can surly tell
This is your wake-up call
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Crazy Tradesmen Rhymes No1
I once knew a man in the gardening trade,
Bob Green was his name
He was surly, he was staid;
He thought he knew it all
But between you and me
He couldn't tell a lettuce
From a lilac tree.
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Deathbed
How surly it is where you still laugh,
when death waits as the ripe coming from life
that hurts, when the sun breaks on the last day,
when in vain you yearn; you grab on sheets, blankets
when cancer keeps growing,
when you bleed internally, while it's raining outside,
when nothing can stop the attack, can cut it away,
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The gentle lamb sucks any ewe as well as its mother; the surly lamb sucks neither its own nor another.
The Curtains Now Are Drawn
I
The curtains now are drawn,
And the spindrift strikes the glass,
Blown up the jagged pass
By the surly salt sou'-west,
And the sneering glare is gone
Behind the yonder crest,
While she sings to me:
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And the dream that I am thy Love, be it mine,
And death may come, but loving is divine.'
II
I stand here in the rain,
With its smite upon her stone,
And the grasses that have grown
Over women, children, men,
And their texts that 'Life is vain';
But I hear the notes as when
Once she sang to me:
'O the dream that thou art my Love, be it thine,
And the dream that I am thy Love, be it mine,
And death may come, but loving is divine.'
1913
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Suicide is my only hope
Suicide is now my only hope.
My only hope to be free.
To get away from the shit in my life.
Surly I'll be free this way.
I have to leave this world
Leave it all behind.
Mabey Im a coward
Or mabey not.
I never did have a say
What happened to me in my life.
Never got justice
Or even the chance to say no.
Well I guess I have controll now
Over my life and over my death.
Things left undone
Things left unsaid
Must stay this way.
My family wont miss me
If I think about it
The only person who loved me is dead.
The only thing on this earth
That I'll miss are my animals
Its the only thing on this earth that loved me.
Guess none of those things matter now.
As here I lie death entering in.
I should of known this would be my only way
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She faced Death saying
'I've rolled up all the roads
traveled on my life's highway
I've burned all my dilapidated bridges
to light my way across
to see Dim Death there
my future on his map
I'm wrapped up
in my many past circumstances
making peace
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my Ethereal Now
all my visions
prodigal
paying my many just dues-
shedding too
all my surly life illusions
placing them among
my many compromised dreams;
before me now only
the unseen
dark-
stretching away
toward that yawning, ultimate abyss;
toward our ultimate separation-
a separation we have never known;
we two
facing now this wrenching goodbye;
this, ' she said 'is the hard part;
the leaving of
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the photographs
the laughter
we've known
the children set now on their own
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you with me
now is all
I need
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undeterred
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'Death's Cornucopia
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gently
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'that is in body only;
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join before
to make a bridge
across
making us whole again
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even across Death's Divide.
She died
with a faint smile.
He was there
to the last
holding her hand.
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It leafs are falling
It seems it all over
Like never
All hope is gone
The cloths are tone
The house
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The food turned garbage
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poem by Matt Ancient
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Unstooping
Low on his fours the Lion
Treads with the surly Bear;
But Men straight upward from the dust
Walk with their heads in the air;
The free sweet winds of heaven,
The sunlight from on high
Beat on their clear bright cheeks and browns
As they go striding by;
The doors of all their houses
They arch so they may go,
Uplifted o’er the four-foot beasts,
Unstooping, to and fro.
poem by Walter de la Mare
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The conqueror
I will conquer
For i am a conqueror
The enemy tried me
They became one against me
But my world was bigger and stronger
So i conquered my fears
I wiped away my tears
Oh you enemies of progress
When will you stop
Turning my glory into shame
You sort to destroy my name
But i have no one to blame
For no weapon against me shall prosper
Surly i will be the one to conquer
I will conquer
For i am a conqueror
poem by Matt Ancient
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A Brewed Awakening
4 A.M.- it’s much too early
It’s no surprise I’m feeling surly.
It’s cold outside and lacking light.
It feels like the middle of the night!
(When you’ve been out late and had a few
Mondays are no friend to you.)
Villainous clock that chirps and chimes
I’ll hit your snooze button one more time.
Its cold, and someone stole the covers
I reach for them as for a lover.
Alas, my larcenous spouse has taken them
I guess I’m in for a brewed awakening.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Yggdrasil
The poet sat in the garden house
Under a hawthorn tree,
And stared at the men in helmets who
Had just come up from the sea.
He gathered his words about him
Like a shield in the Land of Rhyme,
The 'glow in the red-raw evening sky'
He left for another time.
He watched as they burned his orchard,
Put his imagery to the sword,
Then wandered back to their surly ships
In the Bay of Bleak Discord.
The heron sat in the estuary,
The raven sat on the shore,
The poet threw up a stanza there
That ends with - 'Nevermore! '
For Death had called in the morning
Left his calling card on the tray:
'I'd be obliged if you'd meet with me
At noon, on Saturday! '
He packed his verse in a travelling case
And told his wife 'Goodbye! '
Then sent his 'Helen of Troy' poste haste
To hide on the Isle of Skye.
He went to the tree Yggdrasil, sat
And waited for Death to chat,
But Death left a message to follow him;
'I'll get my coat and hat! '
27 October 2009
poem by David Lewis Paget
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