Red Alert
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh whoa
Na na na noo noo
Information
Is time to comfort the weak
Invitation to rock with you
They will freak
Ho-ho-ho!
Red alert
This house is a-rockin'
Red alert
Tearin' the walls down
Red alert
No way to stop them
Red alert
Give me more, more, more
Red alert
I'm amazed
All the people that walk down the tower
In a haze
A masseuse will trigger the score
No, no, no
Red alert
This house is a-rockin'
Red alert
Tearin' the walls down
Red alert
No way to stop them
Red alert
Give me more, more, more
Red alert
Oh tear it down
We've been bad
Not as bad as we could have been
Not so sad
Next week we're gonna do it, do it again
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Red alert
This house is a-rockin'
Red alert
Tearin' the walls down
Red alert
No way to stop them
Red alert
Give me more, more, more
Red alert
This house is a-rockin'
Red alert
Tearin' the walls down
Red alert
No way to stop them
Give me more, more, more
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Red alert
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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The world’s sport
Predators are out to capture;
Preys are alert to escape.
Males are out to trap;
Females are alert to slip-
A sport the world conducts.
06.01.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Distant Early Warning
An ill wind comes arising
Across the cities of the plain
Theres no swimming in the heavy water
No singing in the acid rain
Red alert
Red alert
Its so hard to stay together
Passing through revolving doors
We need someone to talk to
And someone to sweep the floors
Incomplete
Incomplete
Chorus
The world weighs on my shoulders
But what am I to do?
You sometimes drive me crazy
But I worry about you
I know it makes no difference
To what youre going through
But I see the tip of the iceberg
And I worry about you...
Cruising under your radar
Watching from satellites
Take a page from the red book
Keep them in your sights
Red alert
Red alert
Left and rights of passage
Black and whites of youth
Who can face the knowledge
That the truth is not the truth?
Obsolete
Absolute
Chorus
Absalom, absalom, absalom
song performed by by Rush
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The Voice Of Love
Scanning the land,
With her soft and alert eyes;
Searching for the 'clawed' ones
Whose thought alone chilled her spine,
With a thorough look at every side
Only after the last vestige of doubt had died;
She called him just like her mother used to,
In her soft and alert voice,
' Come my son, come....'
Protecting him from the unseen danger,
She could not risk being scared;
Because with every step she took she knew,
History would shout 'encore',
For the day when her mother made her run,
But never met her at home,
And all that she remembered of her,
Was her soft and alert voice,
' Run my daughter, run....'
She eyed her son to be sure,
But quickly focused away,
To the silent movements in the land,
To the visible unseen danger;
They were far, she could escape,
But her son was weak and slow,
And in a hurry she called to him,
In her soft and alert voice,
' Quick my son, quick....'
Faster than a bullet, swifter than the wind,
She could run and she knew that well,
But the thing she knew well the most,
Her son was weak and slow,
She had to protect him now,
He deserved no pain, was all she knew.
She turned around and fought her death,
She knew no pain, her son was safe,
And all she said while drifting to sleep,
Was in her soft and alert voice,
' Run my son, run....'
poem by Kanishk Gupta
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The Poet's Dilemma - III
The poet has a lengthy journey
His destination is set
He has to reach that shining shore
That he can call his own
There will be many obstacles
And pitfalls on the way
But he must never stop or sway
Must never lose his way
And if he weathers all the storms
His arrival will be assured
Then he can bask in all the glory
And all the publicity
But this doesn’t mean his journey’s is over
He still has a long way to go
He must be alert and attentive
And watch-full all the way
Something he must always remember
Is there is plenty in the ether
And if he is always on the alert
He can capture it on his radar
poem by Leonard Daranjo
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I write for myself.
I write for a name and fame
and not for penny or tummy.
I feel well while I pen verses.
It fills me with a kind of pride..
I am alert by heart.
I am alert by intellect.
I love the young and live young.
I learn my mental faculty.
I spend endlessly my time.
And spend painlessly money.
I have feeling of well being.
as they buy me youth and health,
with head upright while I walk..
26.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bait
[ced] now we're the ultramagnetic
[kool] strung out on a mission
[ced] did twenty-four tracks
[kool] our rhymes to serve as bait
[ced] on the red alert show
[kool] fresh and on the go
[ced] dominating other cats
[kool] with the brains to please
[ced] playin it
[kool] saturday's, yes and always
[ced] in control
[kool] of the beat, to make you move your feet
And give you bait
[red alert] yesssssss...
Kool keith!
[kool keith]
With a gemini fade, technic 1200's
Are combined to rotate, swiftly left to right
On the mix, red alert, controlled by gamma light
Ninety-eight point seven, kiss upon the label
Of the record that he's holding beside a wooden table
I am able to mc, by testing musically
Through a caliber of rhymes arranged and wrote by me
As an artist and composer, the style i have supposed to be
Made for soft ducks and pushed by bulldozers
Step to the side words glide, for me and then collide
Like a demolition derby, punks i will be smashin
With a sign to amuse, words will keep on crashin
Very hazardous vocab, impeachin kool keith
Givin bait!
Greg nice!
[red alert] yesssssss...
Ced gee..
[ced gee]
Now with the temperature rising, the beat, is just driving
The wizard on the mic, is fully emphasizing
Red alert, goes bezerk, make you jump and jerk
Hydroplayin relayin decayin, and it work
Every second captivating, your mind, body and soul
As the chairman of the board, hip-hop, and just totally
Set to protect, send right, or do reset
Every sucker in the way, no stoppin east and west
Best gradius remains, with more, i have a fade
That'll stay to amaze, for weeks, and many days
On the mic i'm always ready, my job, is set to stay
For the ultramagnetic, ced gee, i devestate
With moe love and kool keith, we stop, annihilate
And give you bait!
Ah greg nice!
[red alert] yesssssss...
*beatboxing* ultra *beatboxing* ultra *beatboxing*
Dj moe love.. ah just hit me!
*more beatboxing*
What's his name umm, kool keith
[kool keith]
Well i'm fresh out the pack, back to let you know
When the light turn green it's time for red to go
On the mix to advance, reachin higher levels
Through his books of magic cool, the wizard of tricks
Red alert's non-stop, while heads stop to bop
To the beat you will listen, turn the dial to kiss
Cause i'm steady beatin toys, ballin up my fists
Punchin every mc, directly in the brain
I'm killing, willing scheme and just chilling
Like a mad scientist to punks i will be illing!
Mutilating! more out of turn
Choppin up every germ, i'm the wizard kool keith
Givin bait!
[red alert] yesssssss...
[ced gee]
Real.. lousy competition, a task, to ignore
Incantation to the norm, affecting attitude
While we rising through creating, thoughts or premonitions
Which allows conversation, between the controls
Stimulating ultra drive, is boosted to the max
As my lyrics blow your brains, you can't
Comprehend the formulas, expressed, to relate
And vexed, scientific, form, to create
Parallel philosophies, universal questions
In a second you fester and learnin, new lessons
From the wizard scientist, known as ced gee
Takin time to dictate, to judge, affiliate
And give you bait!
Beatbox greg nice!
[red alert] yesssssss...
Ah red alert
[red alert] yesssssss...
Kevvy kev
Boogie down productions
[red alert] yesssssss...
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Poets and tellers
Dear Poet! You know or know not,
It is your right brain that
Is more active and alert.
It sees things as a whole, in long shot.
It sees wide and tell in terse.
It observes deeply and expresses its core.
Dear Story Teller! You se or see not, ,
It is your left brain that
Is more active and alert.
It sees things minutely in close up.
It scans at length and tells vast.
It observes closely and expands it.
Shakespeare is more a poet.
John Milton is more a storyteller.
16.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Red Alert!
She is a beauty to behold
Like a the masquerade on display
She is wrapped with attractive garment
Her Arabian perfume oozes out ceaselessly
Her jewelleries shine like oriental sunlight
The eyeballs glitters like a refined diamond
Her skin is as a succulent tomato fruit
She is damned too attractive
Beware she is a compost
Decorated with fresh green grass
She locates herself in thick darkness
Down at the street corners
Her wares are displayed for stray dogs
Like a hunter on expedition
She pounces on her preys
Like Delilah she bewithces
Making strong men to genuflect
Dragging them into abyss
Let all be at alert
Because she a red alert
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Sole Survivor
(m - weikath, l - deris)
I got that fever
Burning in my hesd
So many mmories
No tear to shed
Burns like a fire
Who stole my aims
My comrade fighters
Been set astray
How could I know
What others had in mind for me
How could they know
What measures I take
Sole survivor of a kill without alert
Sing your feelings
On your song remains unheard
We share like brothers
A light in the black
Totaly blended
Bold and erect
But weve grown intrigers
till its to late
Ime has brought fire
Fear greed and hate
Now Im crying
Im shatted on the ground
All I find
Has died anyway
Sole survivor of a kill without alert
Sing your feelings
On your song remains unheard
Sole souvivor got a voice without a sound
Mean mistreaters took away your ground
How could I know
What others had in mind for me
How could they know
What measures I take
Sole survivor of a kill without alert
Sing your feelings
On your song remains unheard
Sole souvivor got a voice without a sound
Mean mistreaters took away your ground
song performed by by Helloween
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Be alert to give service. What counts a great deal in life is what we do for others.
And really the purpose of art - for me, fiction - is to alert, to indicate to stop, to say: Make certain that when you rush through you will not miss the moment which you might have had, or might still have.
quote by Jerzy Kosinski
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A first visit to a certain Madame (Terzanelle)
With every nerve alert
as at the abyss
you unpredictably flirt
with a seeming innocent kiss
breaking through jeopardy
as at the abyss
and making my heart race in me
longing for your caress
breaking through jeopardy
before revealing your innermost recess
trusting implicitly.
Longing for your caress,
showing a understanding without glee,
being a friend, companion and affectionate
trusting implicitly
acting on instinct you do not contemplate.
With every nerve alert
being a friend, companion and affectionate
you unpredictably flirt.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I don't like rap that you can't understand. The youth is so quick and alert.
A democratic government is only as strong as the alert conscience of its people.
quote by Charles W. Tobey
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It is impossible for a lover of cats to banish these alert, gentle, and discriminating friends, who give us just enough of their regard and complaisance to make us hunger for more.
quote by Agnes Repplier
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Be on the alert to recognize your prime at whatever time of your life it may occur.
quote by Muriel Spark
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If Only Walls Could Talk
If only walls could talk.
They could tell you just how desperate I am.
Theyd alert you to my distress.
If the walls could talk.
They would say help her.
Help her now.
Before its to late.
I wish the walls could talk.
Cos I cant find the words to speak.
Or to say just how desperate I am.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Give That Nonsense An 'F
It is going to stay fertile.
Adaptable and on alert.
Once barriers were broken,
And my eyes were forced to open 'wider'...
To see beyond myths and delusions of grandeur,
I knew my mind was no longer going to be confined.
When one hops from that safe feeling of sitting on a fence,
And learns to roll with the punches without whining in defense...
The living of life becomes more than what someone else,
Decides to bite into with a listening to them chew to refuse.
While attempting to convince me and 'you' should do what they do.
Give that nonsense an 'F' for unacceptable and step away from it.
It is going to stay fertile, adaptable and on alert.
Once barriers were broken,
And my eyes were forced to open 'wider'...
To see beyond myths and delusions of grandeur,
I knew my mind was no longer going to be confined.
Or allowed to be defined by those lost of identity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why do I need succession planning? I'm very alert, I'm very vibrant. I have no intention to retire.
quote by Sheldon Adelson
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