Demon Alcohol
Im sick and tired of your excuses
Cant deal with living anymore
Ill give you reasons to continue
While you lie writing on the floor
Ill wash away your lies
And have you hypnotized
Therell be no compromise today
Ill share your life of shame
I think you know my name
Ill introduce myself today
Im the demon alcohol
Demon alcohol
Ill get you
If you could deal with your reflection
Im sure youd see into my eyes
Therell be no need for resurrection
Lets drink to people of the lies
Although that ones too much
You know tens not enough
Therell be no compromise today
Ill watch you lose control
Consume your very soul
Ill introduce myself today
Im the demon alcohol
Demon alcohol
Ha ha
Demon alcohol
Demon alcohol, lets party
(demon alcohol)
(Im the demon alcohol)
Im sick and tired of resolutions
Youve quit me time and time again
Dont speak of suicide solutions
You took my hand, Im here to stay
This time its you or me
Ill never set you free
Therell be no compromise today
So satisfy your lust
Too much cant be enough
Ill introduce myself today
Im the demon alcohol
The demon alcohol
Aha
Demon alcohol
Demon alcohol
Lets party
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Alcohol
Here is a story about a sinner,
He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position,
But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements,
And his selfish wifes fanatical ambition,
It turned him to the booze,
And he got mixed up with a floosie
And she led him to a life of indecision.
The floosie made him spend his dole
She left him lying on skid row
A drunken lag in some salvation army mission.
Its such a shame.
Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would say,
Damn it all and blow it all,
Oh demon alcohol,
Memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol.
Barley wine pink gin,
Hell drink anything,
Port, pernod or tequila,
Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks,
As long as all his troubles disappeared.
But he messed up his life and he beat up his wife,
And the floosies gone and found another sucker
Shes gonna turn him on to drink
Shes gonna lead him to the brink
And when his moneys gone,
Shell leave him in the gutter,
Its such a shame.
Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall,
A slave to demon alcohol.
song performed by by Kinks
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Demon Alcohol
Hard times comin? so the messenger said
Better guard your liquor like your own homestead
Took it under cover, then we took it underground
In temptation, we had another round
Governor came, bout eleven or twelve
Under so much pressure,couldnt help himself
Word got out to the national guard
Spread like a fire in a lumber yard
Saddle up boys,and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol
Cavalry came, and we were tumblin? dice
Wouldnt let them in cos they wouldnt ask nice
Drank to the health of friends and foe
Thanks to the lord, but he never did show
Second wind gone as the second wave came
Manned in command, in the presidents name
Kept at bay, kept knockin? at the door
Couldnt care less cos we all wanted more
Saddle up boys and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol
Dried up supplies till the morning sun
Never realized where it all couldve gone
List up boys, its plain to see
Hell is merely sobriety
Saddle up boys and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol
Saddle up boys and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol
The saddle up, boys
You better pray, boys
Saddle up, boys
You better pray, boys
Damn that demon alcohol.
(rankin.....polygram songs)
Published by nazareth (dunfermline) ltd.
Copyright 1994 polydor gmbh, hamburg
song performed by by Nazareth
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Free Like A Flying Demon
Im calling upon your attention
Now is the time, were talking serious redemption
Come follow me
Red light wasnt warning when I first saw her body move
I wasnt sure it was a jet stall.
I thought I had it all, now I am down and low
Memories on the wall, I have to let it go...
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Why cant you see into the future?
Youre going to get hurt by someone who wont suit ya
They call it your destiny
But I am pretty sure now
That one whos lonely cant get hurt / is getting stronger
I thought I had it all, now I am down and low
Memories on the wall, I have to let it go...
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Someday it might just work but this aint that time
This grounded flight is taking off, Ill leave you behind
Im free like....a demon....no more of them filthy lies
Just free like....a demon....this is the day of my life
Im free like....a demon....no more of them filthy lies
Just free like....a demon....this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
song performed by by E-type
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Answer to all questions
Alcohol is not the answer
To all questions
Stated by Mahatma Gandhi.
Alcohol is not the answer
To all the questions
But if you do not get the answer
It helps you to forget the question
Stated by Vijaya Mallya.
Gandhi and Mallya
Two poles of alcohol
Life style of both are
Like alcohol but with
Difference to those
Who know alcohol and those
Who do not know alcohol
Both the persons are
Irrelevant and meaningless.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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My past is my demon
my demon, it haunts me everyday,
never doing what best for me,
i please others before myself,
i let it become me,
my demon,
never lets me love myself,
always telling me what not to love,
its always there when i'm turned on,
reminding me of painful memories,
i don't wish to remember,
that's my demon,
paing don't go away,
it knocks at my front door waiting to be let in,
how can i?
it what holding me back from having a life,
from trusting people,
my deamon it don't play by the rules,
if it did,
it will know it is not welcome,
but my demon is what i have to face,
so i opened the door to let it in,
my demon is now apart of me,
it what makes me who i am.
poem by Mona Martinez
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But when alcohol comes in, start running. Because there's a demon there, and it goes back to her childhood.
quote by David Gest
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My Little Demon
Written by lindsey buckingham.
My little demon, cominon down.
My little demons turnin me around.
All of my friends keep on tellinme
That I just aint the man I used to be.
I really dont like it...aint nothing I can do.
I really dont like it...Im leaving it to you.
My little demon, making me choose.
Making me an offer I cant refuse.
Hard as a rock,dry as a bone...
Big or little,know that I will take you home.
I really dont like it...aint nothini can do.
I really dont like it...Im leaving it to you.
Why try to hide it?
Fight it...fight it!
I really dont like it...aint nothini can do.
I really dont like it...Im leaving it to you.
My little demon is coming after me.
My little demon...
Its all that I can do to keep that little demon...
To keep that little demon...
Just to keep that little demon away from you!
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Rose Colored Glasses
Does it really matter,
How impressive a demon is dressed?
A demon is a demon.
No matter how fashionable the deception.
Or from which side of the mouth one speaks,
To bare flawless teeth.
Listen with open ears.
And cover up that tender heart.
A demon will always flip flop excuses to exchange.
And take off those damn rose colored glasses.
They may give you an image,
But do absolutely nothing for your brain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Demon Won
the demon won
the game
i lost
ill not be the same
the demon took
everything
i lost
i am nothing
the demon destroyed
my spirit
i lost
no one believes it
the demon ate
my soul
im lost
in this empty hole
poem by Sandy Nobody
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Daddy Please Don't Hurt Mommy
A little girl stood crying as the father beat the mother,
next to the girl stood her older sister, and older brother.
Alcohol was the demon that drove the beating hand,
the mother bruised, and sobbing cowards from the man.
Why does daddy do that thought the little girl?
Oh how I hate my father, he's the worst person in the world.
The mother now alone in the bedroom with a razor above her wrist.
'Please mommy don't do it, ' the youngest child did persist.
The father starves the mother, three days in a row,
the little girl hates her father, yet the father is too drunk to know.
Is alcohol the problem or does there exist more?
The little girl's answer comes from her sobbing mother lying hurt on the cold, hard floor.
poem by Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson
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Quart In Session
Its funny how nothing seems much fun
Anymore to me now that I quit the drink
cause soberness, it might be what I need
But its certainly not how I wanna be
Nothing seems much fun anymore to me
Consequence never had anytime to think
About what coulda, shoulda, happen to me
C-common sense my parents said i
Didnt have any, but now look whose
Got the dough
No longer born to lose
Put away my party shoes
Missin the alcohol
Dont feel like goin out
Nothing worth singin about
Missin the alcohol
Without tonic n gin
Without no vicodin
Nothing seems much fun anymore to me (x4)
song performed by by NOFX
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PAIN..The DEMON........
Pain is the only thing,
I feel anymore,
pain is the demon,
knocking at the door.
Pain is the only thing,
I feel is alive,
pain is the demon,
that makes up my whole life.
Pain is the only thing,
that proves the world is real,
pain is the demon,
hiding in the fields.
Pain is the demon,
hiding in the shadows,
pain is the demon,
that makes the world so shallow.
Pain controls us all,
whether we realize it or not,
pain is the demon,
that controls life.! !
poem by Ritika Abigail Masih
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Pain is the Demon...
Pain is the only thing,
I feel anymore,
pain is the demon,
knocking at the door.
Pain is the only thing,
I feel is alive,
pain is the demon,
that makes up my whole life.
Pain is the only thing,
that proves the world is real,
pain is the demon,
hiding in the fields.
Pain is the demon,
hiding in the shadows,
pain is the demon,
that makes the world so shallow.
Pain controls us all,
whether we realize it or not,
pain is the demon,
that controls life.
poem by Sami Woodall
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Alcohol
Alcohol, alcohol
Soothe my blasted, tortured soul.
poem by Eon Ezkiel
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Sway
Did you ever wake up to find
A day that broke up your mind
Destroyed your notion of circular time
It's just that demon life has got you in its sway
It's just that demon life has got you in its sway
Ain't flinging tears out on the dusty ground
For all my friends out on the burial ground
Can't stand the feeling getting so brought down
It's just that demon life has got me in its sway
It's just that demon life has got me in its sway
There must be ways to find out
Love is the way they say is really strutting out
Hey
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Sticky Fingers
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Speed Demon
I'm headed for the border
It's on my mind
And nothin' really matters
I've got to be on time
Look in the view mirror
Is he hot on my tracks
Is he getting nearer
I feel some heat is on
My back
(Speed demon)
Speedin' on the freeway
Gotta get a leadway
(Speed demon)
Doin' it on the highway
Gotta have it my way
(Speed demon)
Mind is like a compass
I'm stoppin' at nothin'
(Speed demon)
(He say) pull over boy and
Get your ticket right...
And nothin' gonna stop me
Ain't no stop and go
I'm speedin' on the midway
I gotta really burn this road
(Speed demon)
Speedin' on the freeway
Gotta get the leadway
(Speed demon)
Doin' it on the highway
Gotta have it my way
(Speed demon)
Mind is like a compass
I'm stoppin' at nothin'
(Speed demon)
(He say) pull over boy and
Get your ticket right...
Speed demon
song performed by by Michael Jackson from Bad
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A Case Of The Demon Drink
How many times have we heard
alcohol called the demon drink,
many.many times I suppose,
but there is no such thing as the demon drink.
Now when Jesus turned water into wine,
I’m sure that he didn’t put any demons in it
just to spice it up.
The demon drink as it is called
originated with the Temperance Movement.
Astonishing enough the movement was not started
by a woman, but was formed by a man.
What I am about to tell you
is the untold story about its origins.
It all started in the early 1800’s
with Henry Whittle and his wife Gertrude.
Now Henry was a boozer
who could lay the drink down
with the best of them.
One night he got carried away
on a sea of alcohol.
He went so far that
he wasn’t sure just where he lived.
He left his friends at the bar
and off he staggered.
He found the street where he lived
and staggered down it.
What house did he live at he wasn’t really sure.
All he knew was his Gertrude
always left the door unlocked for him.
He began to try the doors one by one,
when one opened
he quickly stumbled in.
He climbed the stairs as quietly as he could,
shucking his clothes as he went.
Until finally all that he had on
was his red long johns and his boots.
He tiptoed along to the bedroom
where he could hear Gertrude snoring.
Moving inside he climbed into bed.
What Henry didn’t know
he was in the wrong house.
The house belonged to Pierre the lumberjack,
and when he climbed into bed,
he climbed in bed it was with Pierre.
As you don’t cut down trees in the winter,
Pierre had come home.
He was a big man
with a big red Santa Claus beard,
and Henry had crawled into bed with him.
Morning awoke and so did Henry
just as Pierre rolled over.
Henry stared wide-eyed,
confronting the bushy whiskers of Pierre.
Henry’s first thoughts were
Gertrude had grown a beard overnight.
He rolled his eyes around
staring at the bushy faced figure,
then realise it was not Gertrude, but Pierre.
You can imagine his horror
as he slipped out of bed,
gathered up his clothes and ran.
Getting outside he darted up the road
with the back of his red long johns flapping.
People in the street looked around
at Henry doing a moony
and shook their heads.
We can imagine what they were thinking.
Finally, Henry got home
and who was waiting for him,
Gertrude with a rolling pin in hand.
“What floozy were you with last night? ”
She asked. “Don’t you like to me.”
Before Henry could answer,
the rolling pin came down
and Henry saw stars.
As a consequence,
Henry never drank again.
He tried to encourage his friends
to do the same.
The Temperance Movement was born
and Henry’s alcoholic demons
died of dehydration.
After that, he walked around
with a sign saying
DOWN WITH THE DEMON DRINK.
1 April 2008
Happy April Fools Day.
Hoping no one fooled you today.
poem by David Harris
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It's absolutely absurd to even consider voting on Sunday alcohol sales. I am opposed to alcohol period. It doesn't do anybody any good in the long run. It's a dangerous drug.
quote by John Hunter
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Divorced From Alcohol
Divorced from Alcohol -
Didn't pay alimony
Just regained my soul
And now I'm feeling free.
It was really amicable
There were no last regrets,
She said I will be able
In time, learn to forget.
Her scent though, still lingers
And dries my throat with thirst,
But I swore to be sober
And my life always comes first.
Yes, I have left Alcohol
And have no need to return,
My being is now whole
It's only in dreams I yearn.: -)
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Bloodshot Eyes
Not all bloodshot eyes
are caused by the demon
known as Mr Alcohol.
There are times when
sleepless nights of worry
pacing the floor at midnight
waiting for a loved one
who is late beyond compare
or times when love
is entangled in a snare
and two hearts that beat as one
start drifting apart.
Then in the long darkness
and the ache of longing
keeps you from your sleep
and you get the prize
of looking in the mirror
with those bloodshot eyes.
15 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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