Meat
I am a prince I have it all
I hear your footsteps through the wall
I wait in silence for your call
Then take a shot and watch you fall
I am a ghost but I cannot fly
Im stuck here as the years slide by
I need a resting place cause i
Already felt my body die
If I had a host of ghosts
Living on my street
Id jive and strive to stay alive
And offer them some meat
I need a different life I think
Perhaps Id be the missing link
And treasure moments as I drink
Away the memories let the sink
song performed by by Phish
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Related quotes
I am a prince I have it all, and I hear your foot steps on the wall, I wait in silence for your call, and take a shot and watch you fall.
quote by Trey Anastasio
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In Silence
In silence, you can hear
the scratching of a pen across paper.
In silence, you can hear
the rhythmic sound
of your heart beating
telling you you are alive.
In silence, you can hear
the screech of a demon call.
In silence, you can hear
the murmur of a baby
just moments before
they begin to awake.
In silence, you can hear
your memories calling.
In silence, you are transported
back in your life
into days long gone by
under sun-drenched skies.
In silence, you can hear
your voice of loneliness.
In silence, you are there
within the confines
of your inner self
and forever alone in silence.
11 May 2012
poem by David Harris
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Let me keep watch
Let me keep watch
Over your body when
You are resting in peace.
Let me sacrifice
My meditation to you
When you are resting in peace
Let me protect your body
From rotting
When you are resting in peace.
Let me protect your memories
And dreamless dreams
When you are resting in peace.
Let me plant a fruit tree
Above you that I may still eat
When you are resting in peace.
Let me storm the gates of heaven
When you are resting in peace.
Let me give you oblation
Of our experience
When you are resting in peace.
Let me breathe for you
When you are resting in peace.
Let me douse the fires of hell
When you are resting in peace.
Let me glorify your name
When you are resting in peace.
Let me be your counterpoint
When you are resting in peace.
Let me overcome the light
When you are resting in peace.
Let me touch your organs
When you are resting in peace.
Let me drink your water
When you are resting in peace.
Let me describe your bones
When you are resting in peace.
Let me dream your dreams
When you are resting in peace.
poem by David E. Patton
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Original Wrapper
The last shot should've killed me
Pour another drink
Let's drink to the last shot
And the blood on the dishes in the sink
Blood inside the coffee cup
Blood on the table top
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
I shot blood at the fly on the wall
My heart almost stopped
Hardly there at all
I broke the mirror with my fall
With my fall - fall - fall
Fall - fall - fall
Gimme a double
Give yourself one too
Gimme a short beer
One for you too
And a toast to everything that doesn't move
That doesn't move
But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
Whiskey, bourbon, vodka and scotch
I don't care what it is you've got
I just want to know that it's my last shot
My last shot
I remember when I quit pretty good
See this here's where I chipped my tooth
I shot a vein in my neck and I coughed up a quaalude
On my last shot
My last shot
But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Street Life
Words and Music by Neil Diamond
Hey, let me show you the street life.
Hey, let me show you the finks, the punks, the judge, the junkie.
Stay close to me for a while, for a while, for a while.
Say boy, you got to get street wise.
Hey, little boy, you're a babe in arms, stay out of harm's way
right here with me for a while, for a while, for a while.
Street life, hell in the city.
You got to really watch out for that street life.
Say, it ain't pretty, you got to know your way around
or somehow you might get hurt, get hurt, get hurt.
Say, let me show you the night life.
Say, let me show you the queens, the dudes,
the class, the crudes, the folks that inhabit the night.
Let me set it right.
I'm gonna give you my warning,
I'm gonna tell you the street's alive the sound of jive,
you've just arrived.
Try it for size for a while, for a while.
Street life, hell in the city.
You got to really watch out for that street life.
Say, it ain't pretty, you got to know your way around
or somehow you might get hurt, get hurt, get hurt
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Hardest Part Is The Night (live, Japan)
In the heat of the street of the city
A young boy hides the pain
And he walks so tall, trying to hang on
But he knows he's going down again
I know he's going down...
Darkness fades he's the prince of his city
In a place where they all know your name
You can see in their eyes life so paralyzed.
Your just a pawn in a losin' game
You lose at life it ain't no game
Hear their cries
The hardest part is the night
(In the night, hear their cries, in the night)
Stay alive
The hardest part is the night, it's the night, it's the night...
All alone in a place where the lonely
They all have to walk through the rain
And they dance on the edge where you only
Only pray that it has to end
That the night ain't no friend
Hear their cries
The hardest part is the night
(In the night, hear their cries, in the night)
Stay alive
The hardest part is the night, it's the night, it's the night...
(X 2)
These four walls they could tell you some stories
About lying and dying and fame
There's a price that you pay for the glory
About losing and choosing and pain.
Hear their cries
The hardest part is the night
In the night, hear their cries, in the night
Stay alive
In the night, stay alive, in the night
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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My Life in the bush of Ghosts (reprise)
Down the bush path
I came running down my hut
I have a pot of food
But what do I do with food
When I have no appetite
And why does life seem
To leave me so soon
.
After a few decades in life
I find my soul roaming
Aimlessly in the bush
Of ghosts, when I wasn't
Really dead.
I never believed in ghosts
Until I saw a ghost
And now, I am to be host
To a host of ghosts
In the bush of ghosts
Which I, myself have not
Come to understand
.
Things do change with time
,
I have worked very hard
To be among those who feel life
But yet, life seem to be
Very far away from me
I have said to myself
When I see life, I will grab life
With both hands
But I will not steal another
Mans life to have life
I will not bring sadness
To another to have life
I will not deceive another man
To have life
I will not seek life through the back door
For what do I gain if I
Bring sorrow to others
To gain life for my self
And what do i do with life
If life I seek to find
Will not stay with me.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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The Last Shot
Last shot sure killed me
Pour another drink
Lets drink to the last shot
And the blood on the dishes in the sink
Blood inside the coffee cup
Blood on the table top
But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
I shot blood at the fly on the wall
My heart almost stopped hardly there at all
I broke the mirror with my fall, with my -
- fall-fall-fall
Fall-fall-fall
Gimme a double, give yourself one two
Gimme a short beer, one for you too
And a toast to everything that doesnt move
That doesnt move
But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
Whiskey, bourbon, vodka and scotch
I dont care what it is youve got
I just want to know that its my last shot
My last shot
I remember when I quit pretty good
See this here, this is where I chipped my tooth
Shot of vein in my neck and I coughed up a quaalude
On my last shot
My last shot
Heres a toast to all thats good
And heres a toast to hate
And heres a toast to toasting and Im not boasting
When I say Im getting straight
When I say Im getting straight
But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
song performed by by Lou Reed
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One Meat Ball
(l. singer-h.zaret)
The little man walked up and down
To find an eating place in town
He read the menu through and through
To see what fifteen cents could do
One meat ball, one meat ball
Well, he could afford but one meat ball
He told the waiter near at hand
A simple dinner he had planned
The guests were startled one and all to hear
That waiter loudly call
One meat ball, one meat ball
Well, this here gent wants one meat ball
Little man felt very bad
One meat ball was all he had
And in his dreams he hears that call
Ya gets no bread with one meat ball
One meat ball, one meat ball
Well, you get no bread with one meat ball
Well, he could afford but one meat ball
One meat ball, one meat ball
All he could afford was one meat ball
One meat ball
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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“Ghosts are for the telling”
Ghosts are for the telling,
We call them experts and impressive,
As more of them appear from the woods.
Ghosts have understood us for the rules,
So that mastering is a problem and real;
Our mothers want us to comply and so they result.
Each ghost is great in beauty,
Full of foolish whims and ideas,
Their wish is to comprehend us, even to master us.
A little ghost is no liar, but one of them,
And that degree is hidden,
For we strive to alienate it as much as we can.
The baby is asleep, the ghosts do weep,
And I am fast away in slumber;
Much are ghosts to do the enormous chatter before they die.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Casanova Brown
Let me tell you bout that jive type
That jive type
Casanova brown
I met him at a party
He said the sweetest things when he hit on me
Wrapped up in his arms
I was blinded by his charm and I couldnt see
Like the story of little red riding hood
The big bad wolf was up to
Up to no good, woo, no
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
He hit on me and hell hit on you
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
I was lonely and naive
I guess thats why I believed every word he says
It felt so good to hear
Every time he said he cared it went straight to my head
He loved me and left me
But I cant deny
His love was so doggone good
I still, I still love that guy, ooh, [oh no] hey
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
He hit on me and hell hit on you, watch out
That jive type,that jive type, ooh
Casanova brown
Let me tell you bout that jive type
That jive type
Casanova brown
That jive type,that jive type,
Casanova brown
I was sittin there mindin my business
Feelin good, checkin things out
Sippin on little wine [jive type, that jive type]
Then I spotted
Super cool dude cross the room diggin on me
I tried to pretend like I didnt even see him
But he was so fine
He took my hand and started to dancin
I know he felt me fallin for him
cause he kept holdin me tighter and tighter, ooh
Sure was nice
Girl, my head was all turned around, oh
I didnt know what I was gettin into, ooh, ow
Up to no good, oh no
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
Like the story of little red riding hood
The big bad wolf was up to
Up to no good, woo, oh
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
song performed by by Gloria Gaynor
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Stay With Me Tonight
Baby baby baby got to say whats on my mind
Tomorrow you are leaving and I will be left behind
Nothing only changing youre doing what you got to do
One moment between us
One moment to cling to you
Let the darkness fall
Woah
Hear your body call
(hear your body call)
Let the hours crawl
Woah
You can have it all
(hear your body call)
Wont you stay with me tonight
Wont you stay with me tonight
Baby baby baby all the lights are going on
(you just come in closer now just come in closer)
We can can be together only till the night has gone
(we should be together for the final time for ever)
Somewhere in the future will you smile when you think of me
(somewhere in the future some for the future)
Somewhere in your heart will you hold a tender memory
(some for the future always for the future)
Let the darkness fall
Woah
Hear your body call
(hear your body call)
Let the hours crawl
Woah
You can have it all
(hear your body call)
Wont you stay with me tonight
Wont you stay with me tonight
Wont you stay with me tonight
Wont you stay with me tonight
Tonight
Wont you stay with me tonight
Wont you stay with me tonight
Tonight
Wont you stay with me tonight
Tonight
Woah
So let the darkness fall
Woah
Hear your body call
Let the hours crawl
Woah
You can have it all
Let the darkness fall
Woah
Hear your body call
Let the hours craw
song performed by by Human League
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Dichotomy
Cherishing moments, their memories flee time
Living their lives away by themselves
Solitude marks them, their dance without the other
Threading secrets into their lone existence
She trails his footsteps, and he, he goes where she would
Tandem in life, their rhythm in perfect symmetry
Their silence fall gently on each other's universe
Keeping them together in two separate worlds
The prince of darkness cannot hold her light
It's a sequence they are cloaked in, to battle out life
Their times together cannot be revealed
That's the price they pay, to live out their truth
Grant them a wish, and it would be, each other
Just the one thing their lives would not hold
Ways of realties steel meshed in the matrix
Locked in love, forging on through layered realities...
poem by Bindu Vijayan
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Class Distinction
A quiet house where quiet ghosts
haunt quiet rooms but silently
The Ghosts respect their living hosts
and treat them most respectfully.
They can’t go back they won’t go on.
Confused by their predicament,
they wait until the daylights gone
before they show they are present.
They do not wish to cause alarm.
as common ghosts are wont to do.
All part of their well bred charm.
Though they are dead they hold the view
that no aristocratic ghost
should stoop to frightening their host.
26-Mar-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Missing
Woke up this morning, there was a chill in the air
Went to the kitchen, my cigarettes were lying there
Jacket hung on the chair, the way I left it last night
Everything was in place, everything seemed alright
But you were missing, missing missing..
Last night I dreamed the sky went black
You were drifting down, couldnt get back
Lost in trouble, so far from home
I reached for you, my arms were like stone
Oh, but you were missing, missing... missing
Searched for something to explain
In the whispering rain and the trembling *(? )*
Tell me baby, where did you go
You were here just a moment ago
At nights I still hear your footsteps fall
I can hear your voice moving down the hall
Drifting through the bedroom
I lie awake but I dont move
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Lost in the past
The exuberant creek, the elevated hill
I suddenly felt a chill, in my numb fingers
Making me realize that still some part was alive
Leaving all behind that had once belonged to me
Reaching for something that had never belonged to me until
I set on a sail on my little canoe
Sailing slowing, leaving the sleeping past, into the glorious future
The time then froze, a vague vision flashed of the ghosts of the past
Was it a dream? I was unaware
Crystal clear tears started dripping
Dissolved in the water, the fishes tasted my pain
The sky was now dry, my eyes were now dry
The mountains echoed my sleeping past
The ghost still followed whirling above
The future glimpsed before me, so lush and lavish
With goodness in store, it was a welcome call
But the ghost kept following encumbering me
My canoe got stuck, alas it got stuck in a furious whirlpool
Lost in between, unable to proceed
The ghosts pulled me beneath, engulfing me
The vision of the future slowly disappeared
The frightening laughter filled in the place
Submerging my cry, sinking my future
I was lost in my past
For a long deep sleep
Alas I was once again lost in my past
poem by Kavitha Krishnamurthy
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What If It Was You ?
VERSE 1
See her on the street
Selling her body just to make ends meet
Every day's the same sad story
She prays but no one answers back
A soul who never had a chance
Don't you laugh at her misfortune
Everyone can take a fall
If you were walking in those footsteps
Wouldn't laugh at all
CHORUS
What if it was you standing on the street
What if it was you without enough to eat
What if it was you with nothing left to lose
What if it was you standing in those shoes
What if it was you all alone out there
Didn't have a choice didn't have a prayer
What if it was you down on your luck
What if it was you and no one gave a...
VERSE 2
He's there everyday
Askin' hey mista' can you spare some change
Why don'tcha get a job is all they say
You live with no such thing as pride
You're living just to stay alive
Don't you laugh at his misfortune
Anyone can take his place
If you were walking in those footsteps
Wouldya' feel the same
CHORUS
What if it was you standing on the street
What if it was you without enough to eat
What if it was you with nothing left to lose
What if it was you standing in those shoes
What if it was you all alone out there
Didn't have a voice didn't have a prayer
What if it was you down on your luck
What if it was you and no one gave a...
MIDDLE 8
What if everyday you woke up without knowing
How you gonna eat, where you gonna sleep
What if hard times hit you would you be so quick to
Judge another judge your brother
Or would you feel how it would be in their shoes
Don't you laugh at their mistfortune
Everyone can take a fall
If you were walking in those footsteps
Wouldn't laugh at all
CHORUS
What if it was you standing on the street
What if it was you without enough to eat
What if it was you with nothing left to lose
What if it was you standing in those shoes
What if it was you all alone out there
Didn't have a choice didn't have a prayer
What if it was you down on your luck
What if it was you and no one gave a...
song performed by by 411
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Missing You
Your smile lights up a room
Like a candle in the dark
It warms me through and through
And I guess that I had dreamed
We would never be apart
But that dream did not come true
And missing you is just a part of living
Missing you feels like a way of life
Im living out the life that Ive been given
But baby I still wish you were mine
And I cannot hear the telephone
Jangle on the wall
And not feel a hopeful thrill
And I cannot help but smile
At any news of you at all
And I guess I always will
Cause missing you is just a part of living
And missing you feels like a way of life
Im living out the life that Ive been given
But baby I still wish you were mine
Missing you is just a part of living
And missing you feels like a way of life
Im living out the life Ive been given
But baby I still wish you were mine
Im living out the life that Ive been given
But baby I still wish you were mine
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Mist On A Monday Morning
I wake and yawn at the crack of dawn
With dewdrops on my feet
As I rise up to greet the morning
Nothing much to eat
Every breath I take seems to make my body ache
My only friend is mist on a monday morning
Pick up my sack and walk for miles
Never thinking why
To the brewers yard where I can sit
And watch my life go by
Drink and drink all day till my memory melts away
I need a friend like mist on a monday morning
Wheres my wife, has she gone
I hear misty morning call
One foot resting in the grave
Destined not to see her anymore
Theres a den in the grass by the autopath
Of corrugated steel
I may be sleeping there tonight
And depending how I feel
Damp and dirty place
Printing sorrow on my face
With nothing but the mist on a monday morning
Chorus
From... I feel the sin
Like wheels upon my feet
Intoxicated by the night
I stumbled in the street
Every breath I take seems to make my body ache
And drift into the mist on a monday morning
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Moments
We have treasured moments
we collect everyday,
as we walk our journey
along life’s long and winding road.
Moments that we want to keep
for some sad and lonely day.
Moments to treasure,
when the sun refuses to shine.
Moments to remember
and call upon at anytime.
Moments when we are blessed,
with love and friendship divine.
Moments that we gather,
with love in our memories.
Moments, beautiful moment,
we gather everyday.
poem by David Harris
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