Big Dumb Rocket
Ive never seen your breath before
But Im disgusted by the thought of
Waiting anymore
If I look up in your eyes
Will you notice me or
Fade into this accident
I dont want to find
The big dumb rocket on your mind
Its mostly you and mostly me
And a tired gun thats not empty
Ive never been this sad before
But Im disgusted by my fingertips
And what theyve done
If I look into your eyes
If it must be true you must believe
Ive never held such violent things
Ive never talked to God before tonight
But Im disgusted by...
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Related quotes
Women are reputed never to be disgusted. The sad fact is that they often are, but not with men; following the lead of men, they are most often disgusted with themselves.
quote by Germaine Greer
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Of Course. Yes
I love how decadence is praised,
At such raised marketing levels.
I can understand those disgusted,
And offended by having their values...
Held to untouchable standards,
Disgraced and humiliated...
By an affected younger generation,
Unaware that these conflicting contradictions...
Are not so much hypocrisies,
As much as they are separate ways...
To earn those disgusted a fast buck.
And allow their impressive pretentions to thrive.
'But...
Isn't this hypocritical? '
No.
Not necessarily.
You see...
When obtaining money is involved,
It does not matter how one gets it.
How one charades in the masquerading,
Is more important in appearance...
Than what is in one's mind to go unseen.
'Oh.
So it's all about the image of things?
The physical and not the mental? '
Of course.
Yes.
Don't leave here to trip.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Perhaps, I Expect Too Much From You....and So Here I Am Feeling So Disgusted
words flowed
like some reunited letters lately
the concepts come out
from the mind
still like words, syllables conjoining
there are no images still
i wait, i am waiting, i keep on waiting
like a commuter of a train
perhaps i have expected too much from
you
something graphic
like sun rising from a hill
in the full majesty of its
inborn light
after i have read
everything that you have written for years
following each like
the running ticking seconds
of the hour
i feel so disgusted
stalks without flowers
ladies stuffed like mummies
mountains bald deprived of the
green and yellows
there is a world without
sky and sun and sea and dolphins
a patch of light without
a hue
i want to see those prisms
refractions
interactions of colors inside
the depths of
our souls
perhaps i have expected too much from you
and so i am disgusted
give me your world
i will scatter it with stars tonight.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lookaway
(a Sepultura song with Jonathon Davis guesting on vocals)
AAAAhhhh...
Each Time I Pull It Apart
I Get Disgusted, Can't Do It Today
What Makes It So Good
That A Man Would Kill For It
Lie Just To Lick A Bit
Each Time I Pull It Apart
I Get Disgusted, Can't Do It Today
What Makes It So Good
To Lie Just To Lick
Fake It, You Like It, Just Take Me Away.
Hold It?, Just Save It And I'll Be Repaid
Each Time I Pull It Apart
I Get Disgusted, Can't Do It Today
What Makes It So Good
That A Man Would Kill For It
To Lie Just To Lick A Bit
Each Time I Pull It Apart
I Get Disgusted, Can't Do It Today
What Makes It So Good
To Lie, To Lick
Take It, Enlarge It, Became It, Before
Like It, Or Hate It, And I'll Be Justified
Why!!!! Why!!!! What....Wha.. What For!!!!!!
Fake It, Then, Like it, Then Like it, Again **Psy-----Cho**
I Look At You, You Look At Me, You Look Away...(3x)
I Look At You, Looking At Me, You Look Away...
I Look At You, Then You Look At Me, Then You Look Away...
I Look At You, You Look At Me, You Look Away...(9x)
song performed by by Korn
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Red Shoes
Oh i used to be disgusted
And now i try to be amused.
But since their wings have got rusted,
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain,
That's when i knew that i could not refuse.
And i won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
I was watching while you're dancing away.
Our love got fractured in the echo and sway.
How come everybody wants to be your friend?
You know that it still hurts me just to say it.
Oh, i know that she's disgusted (oh why's that)
Cause she's feeling so abused. (oh that's too bad)
She gets tired of the lust, (oh i'm so sad)
But it's so hard to refuse.
How can you say that i'm too old,
When the angels have stolen my red shoes.
Oh, i said "i'm so happy, i could die."
She said "drop dead," then left with another guy.
That's what you get if you go chasing after vengeance.
Ever since you got me punctured this has been my sentence.
Oh i used to be disgusted
And now i try to be amused.
But since their wings have got rusted,
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
Red shoes, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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(Angels Wanna Wear My) Red Shoes
Oh I used to be disgusted
And now I try to be amused.
But since their wings have got rusted,
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain,
That's when I knew that I could not refuse.
And I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
Oh-oh.
I was watching while you're dancing away.
Our love got fractured in the echo and sway.
How come everybody wants to be your friend?
You know that it still hurts me just to say it.
Oh, I know that she's disgusted. (Oh why's that)
'Cause she's feeling so abused. (Oh that's too bad)
She gets tired of the lust, (Oh I'm so sad)
But it's so hard to refuse.
Can you say that I'm too old,
When the angels have stolen my red shoes?
Oh, I said "I'm so happy, I could die."
She said "Drop dead", then left with another guy.
That's what you get if you go chasing after vengeance.
Ever since you got me punctured this has been my sentence.
Oh I used to be disgusted
And now I try to be amused.
But since their wings have got rusted,
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain,
That's when I knew that I could not refuse.
And I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
Oh I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
Red shoes, the angels wanna wear my red shoes. (repeat and fade)
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Salt For Your Wounds
There's a tear in my heart where the blood ran out.
There's a tear in my heart where the love ran out. I thought
we worked, pushed toward the same ends,
I'll never be so quick to trust again.
Disenchanted, disgusted, I regret that I trusted.
I put my faith.
My faith in you, you poisoned me through and through.
I though we both shared the same injuries.
Now I've found it's you who injures me.
My heart is cracked from being left out in the cold.
I know you'll pay for what you've taken - tenfold.
Disenchanted, disgusted, I regret that I trusted.
I put my faith.
My faith in them, they twisted the knife further in.
poem by Dani Warren
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Finding Words to Define Regret
Be not me,
When I'm with you?
Is that what you're saying,
You see me do?
But not me,
Is that one who is...
Doing the best to collect regrets,
With an attitude that's negative.
We do and we don't,
And most times it's ignored.
We can be under one roof...
Yet behind separate doors.
I am he
You once adored.
The one committed
To adventure
We said we'd explore?
We're on different shores...
Together.
Be not 'me',
When I'm with you?
Is that what you're saying,
You see me do?
But not me,
Is that one who is...
Doing the best to collect regrets,
With an attitude that's negative.
Only you helped me decide...
That part of me you took for granted,
Had to heal and mend when my eyes opened.
I was happy when that happened.
I wanted us both to see the same sunset...
Holding hand and hand facing the horizon.
But not me,
Is that one who is...
Doing the best to collect regrets,
With an attitude that's negative.
Sometimes that would be both of us...
Disgusted together.
But I'm not about that anymore,
Anytime soon!
Be not me! ?
The ME
When I'm with you?
Is that what you're saying,
You see me do?
We do and we don't,
And most times it's ignored.
We can be under one roof...
Yet behind separate doors..
Disgusted and distrusting both of us,
Together.
Reminiscing the worse,
Of one once adored.
This is not love,
Baiting a mating match...
At all.
And yet time we waste,
Finding words to define regret!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Work In Progress
Okay, I forgot about the trash,
I didn't trim the long hairs on my moustache.
I did buy you a ring; I believe it was back in '93.
Alright, I admit it; I forgot our anniversary.
I did pick up the baby this morning at the nursery.
That ain't no big thing; It's a gold star for me.
You get tired and disgusted with me,
When I can't be just what you want me to be.
I still love you and I try real hard.
I swear, one day, you'll have a brand new car.
I even asked the Lord to try to help me:
He looked down from Heaven, said to tell you please;
Just be patient, I'm a work in progress.
I'm sorry I got mad, waitin' in the truck;
It seemed like hours, you gettin' all dressed up,
Just to go to Shoney's on a Wednesday night.
I read that book you gave me about Mars and Venus;
I think it's sinkin' in but I probably need to re read it,
But I'm starting to see now, what you been saying is right.
You get tired and disgusted with me,
When I can't be just what you want me to be.
I still love you and I try real hard.
I swear, one day, you'll have a brand new car.
I even asked the Lord to try to help me:
He looked down from Heaven, said to tell you please;
Just be patient, I'm a work in progress.
Instrumental Break.
I know you meant well when you bought gave me those clogs,
But my heels get hot down by the muffler on my hog.
I'm sure they're stylish, but I'll take my boots.
I try to do that health thing like you want me to do,
That low-fat, no fat's gettin' hard to chew.
Now, I love your cookin', honey,
But sometimes, I need some real food.
You get tired and disgusted with me,
When I can't be just what you want me to be.
I still love you and I try real hard.
I swear, one day, you'll have a brand new car.
I even asked the Lord to try to help me:
He looked down from Heaven, said to tell you please;
Just be patient, I'm a work in progress.
Oh honey, just be patient, now,
I'm a work in progress.
Oh, I need a major tune up.
Maybe a full, body-off, restoration.
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Finish
We are like roses that have never bothered to
bloom when we should have bloomed and
it is as if
the sun has become disgusted with
waiting
poem by Charles Bukowski
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You left your skeletons.....
Our eyes met with beautiful love.....
I knew you were mine....sent from above.
We worked together like perfect souls...
I never looked past as happiness grows,
Things got harder with each child.
Your eyes....they started turning wild.
Too much? ? ?
Too hard? ? ?
Your mother and I talked today....
your other families would like to meet
our kids....someday
People I don't even know...
want the pieces of me you left on the floor.
Your son cries,
Confusion, in his eyes.
So disgusted at the person you truly are...
I'm bleeding today...from your damned scar.
So what should I tell my kids? ? ?
Don't feel so bad....
come meet the other children that
don't know their dad.
I hate.....
I've never hated like this before.
I can't heal....
I can't close the door.
Your skeletons keep
pushing their way in.....
All I can do is lift my chin.
I hope things are better
in your new invented life....
I'm so sorry I was ever your wife! !
All This Time You Had the Gift of Clairvoyance
Where have you been?
What is now being discussed...
Has disgusted us for years.
Oh...
That's right.
Your life wasn't being affected.
I was one of 'those'...
And you were part of the collective 'them'.
These issues were raised when the homeless hit the streets.
When hunger in the urban cities left many with nothing to eat.
Remember when you would drive by...
With your nose in the air and your car doors locked?
You do remember my interview...
For a job you told me my credentials were over the top.
You told me I was over qualified.
And I thought to myself...
'Qualified, you were not! '
Where have you been?
What is now being discussed...
Has disgusted us for years.
Those of us thrown crumbs to survive.
While you jeered us with your peers.
And now your tears display bigger drops as they fall.
Aren't you the one 'connected'?
I'm sure those thieves will not allow you to crawl.
Afterall...
You did tell me,
I was over qualified!
And all this time you had the gift of clairvoyance.
No better time than now,
Do you have to express this gift.
I see you sobbing uncontrollably!
What about you?
What do you see?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Eyes Look Sad Tonight
Your eyes look sad tonight
They look like theyve been
Crying for a long time
Is it in my mind or is it really true
Can I help someway to make you smile again
And chase your hurt away
Or will it stay
Your eyes look sad tonight
Ive seen that look before
It always means goodbye
Dont say another word
You dont have to stay
Why dont you walk away
Your eyes look sad tonight
Ive seen that look before
It always means goodbye
Dont say another word
Your eyes look sad tonight
Could they have cried for me
Your eyes look sad tonight
Ive seen that look before
It always means goodbye
Dont say another word
You dont have to stay
Why dont you walk away
Your eyes look sad tonight
Ive seen that look before
It always means goodbye
Dont say another word
Your eyes look sad tonight
Could they have cried for me
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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You REALLY Need To find A Life To Live
'My' habits bore 'you'?
Well...
Is that fresh off the press?
Or...
Are you bragging or disgusted,
About you own activities?
And this to me you have confessed?
Or...
Should I be left feeling impressed?
Since I find what I do,
Just as exciting to me today...
As I did yesterday.
You don't mind if I ignore you,
And leave your comments to go unaddressed.
Do you?
On second thought...
Which one of my habits,
Happen to bore you the most?
'All of them.'
The you REALLY need to find a life to live.
Instead of trying to find a way to live mine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Anything Right
So much to say so little time for me to explain the way I feel
You only see things the way you want to see them
It makes sense to you all these things you do
You got it all figured out while everyone is confused
How do you do it?
In your mind Im just blind
Youre right all of the time
If I think for myself, I guess Im way out of line
Im not who you are
Im so sorry
Chorus:
I cant do anything right
You dont know me, stay out of my life
Kick me while Im down, I want you to
I cant be like you
Dont want to be like you
No matter what I do its never good enough
I give all that is me; still its never enough
So, why try? I give up.
What does it feel like to be in you shoes
And walk over everyone like you do?
Tear me down again, I want you to.
Youre lovely, so beautiful
Youre perfect in every way.
Your interior rusted. Im so disgusted
Cant trust it. youre busted.
song performed by by P.O.D.
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I used to be disgusted; now I try to be amused.
quote by Elvis Costello
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Houston Is Hot Tonight
Bright lights, Houston is hot tonight
Arabian shieks and money, up in the sky
Now I dont mind, a bloodbath, when Ive got oil, on my breath
???????? eye to eye, Houston is hot tonight
My brain is tired of the wind
Chicago winters, just do me in
Theyve got a moonman, on the telephone
Project X?, hey Houston control
???????? eye to eye, Houston
Its like, whats happening?
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Let It Breathe
Could we do it again
If he asked how it felt
And I didnt say this time
You tried to scare me with empty thoughts
That means not a thing
cause Im down behind you
Could we swing it again
If I changed how he looked
And turned to the right to bend
You live with something that I cant explain
But your face cracks a smile when you see it shining
You feel things in your own way
And Im supposed to lay down and bow to you
Im tired of bailing hay for something that I cant see
I dont want to be you
You dont want to be me.
Just let it breathe
If the moon goes up tomorrow and Im down on a farm
And you dont believe whose writing with me
Keep your hands to yourself
Keep your mind to yourself
Keep your breath to yourself
Let me float on by you
You see things in your own way
And Im supposed to lay down and bow to you
Im tired of bailing hay for something that I cant see
You dont want to be me
I dont want to be you
Its so very necessary
Its so delectable to see a stone
Its so impossible to find a reason
When youre standing there
Watching me now
Could we live it again
If we dressed just the same
And held on to lovers when
We couldnt really live with anyone
See mostly ourselves so just go on lying
You feel things in your own way
And Im supposed to lay down and bow to you
Im tired of bailing hay for someone that I cant see
I dont want to be you
You dont want to be me
Just let it breathe
Let it breathe
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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No Sex
Went too fast
way too soon.
I feel disgusted and you should to.
Its no good when all that's left is the sex.
The sex.
[Pre chorus]
sex has become all I know about you.
Memories of those filthy things we do.
There's not one single thought that is left
after sex with you
[chorus]
should've left my pants on this time
song performed by by Limp Bizkit from Significant Other
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I am disgusted and worn out with the system that seems to prevail.
quote by John Buford
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