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“A world full of hypocrites”

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Aug 19, 2008
 

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I've told every little star

I thought this would get you all going, now lets see what you have to contribute.

Da-dum, da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-dum, da-dum
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-dum, Da-dum
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Why haven't I told you

Oh, baby, I've told every little star
Just how sweet I think you are
Why haven't I, I told you

Da-dum, da-da-da-da-da-da-da

I've told ripples in a brook
Made my heart an open book
Why haven't I, I told you

Friends ask me "am I in love"
I always answer "yes"
Might as well confess
If the answers yes

Maybe, you may love me too
Oh, my darling, if you do
Why haven't you told me

Da-dum, da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-dum, da-dum
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Friends ask me "am I in love"
I always answer "yes"
Might as well confess
If the answers yes

Maybe, you may love me too
Oh, my darling, if you do
Why haven't you told me

Da-dum, da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-dum, da-dum
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-dum, da-dum
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-dum, da-dum

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As the snow flies
On a cold and gray chicago mornin
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
cause if theres one thing that she dont need
Its another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

People, dont you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or hell grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way

Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto

And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto

Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he dont get far
And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto

As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray chicago mornin,
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto

“A world full of hypocrites”

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If I should stay
Well, I would only be in your way
And so Ill go, and yet I know
That Ill think of you each step of my way
And I will always love you
I will always love you
Bitter-sweet memories
Thats all I have, and all Im taking with me
Good-bye, oh, please dont cry
cause we both know that Im not
What you need
I will always love you
I will always love you
And I hope life, will treat you kind
And I hope that you have all
That you ever dreamed of
Oh, I do wish you joy
And I wish you happiness
But above all this
I wish you love
I love you, I will always love

I, I will always, always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
St Right Answer-Sydney

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I wonder why are you so happy Wally???
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Bless us with your poems , we are confused wally

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Slice Of Heaven - Dave Dobbyn with Herbs

Hey, I got a lot of faith in ya
I'll stick with you kid- that's the bottom line
Yeah, you have a lot of fun don't ya
And living with you is a ball of a time
Hey beauty when the mood gets you down
Your bottom lip's near dragging on the ground
That's when I gotta play the clown for ya
Black humour made you kick your blues

Howdy Angel! Where did you hide your wings?
Her love shines over my horizon - she's a slice of heaven
Warm moonlight over my horizon - she's a slice of heaven
Hey, I gotta lotta faith in ya

I'll stick with you kid- that's the bottom line
Yeah, we have a lot of fun don't we
And heaven has to be with you all the time
Hey beauty when the mood gets you down
Your bottom lip's near dragging on the ground
That's when I gotta play the clown for ya
Black humour made me kick my blues

Howdy Annn-gel! Where did you hide your wings?

Her love shines over my horizon - she's a slice of heaven
Warm moonlight over my horizon - she's a slice of heaven
Her love shines over my horizon - she's a slice of heaven
Warm moonlight over my horizon - she's a slice of heaven

Good idea for a thread Wally. 10 points!

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Charlie Daniels Band, Devil Went Down to Georgia


The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what:
"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too.
"And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
"Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due:
"I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul,'cos I think I'm better than you."
The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin,
"But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret,'cos I'm the best that's ever been."

Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold.
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul.

The devil opened up his case and he said: "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he resined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son.
"But if you'll sit down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how its done."

Fire on the moun, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."

The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
He laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again.
"I told you once, you son of a bitch, I'm the best that's ever been."

And he played fire on the mount, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."

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Charlie Daniels Band - The Devil Comes Back to Georgia

It's been ten long years since the devil laid his fiddle at Johnny's feet

And it burned inside his mind the way he suffered that defeat
In the darkest pits of hell the devil hatched an evil plan
To tempt the fiddle player for he's just a mortal man
"The sin of pride," the devil cried is what will do you in
"I thought we had this settled, I'm the best there's ever been."

Johnny did you ever know that time keeps marching on
The coldest hour is the one comes just before the dawn
The devil's back in Georgia will you stand up to the test
Or will you let the devil be the best?

"In truth I haven't played much since the baby came in June
But give me half a minute an' I'll get this fiddle back in tune"

The devil grabbed the golden fiddle out of Johnny's hand and said
"Though I'm the fiddle player underground and I walk upon the land"

"Y'all just better be just turnin' back if you want this boy to win
'Cos practice is the only cure for the predicament he's in"

"Now devil it would be a sin for you to get my bow
You go on back to hell and to the wood shed I will go"

Johnny are you practising or will your hands grow cold?
The devil walks the land and plays a fiddle made of gold
Can you hear the babe a crying, will he ever know
The devil wants his daddy's very soul?

"Before we play I want to thank you for letting God's own Word ring true
He said you can't be trusted" "Yes but what you gonna do?"
"Well you get your fiddle devil if you think that you can win
'Cos I beat you once you old dog and I can whip your butt again"

John Brown's green, the devil is red
Mama's little baby loves shortnin' bread
The devil's dream is that he can win
But Johnny is the best that's ever been

“Ngali”

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Aug 19, 2008
 
Krishna.

Set 'em up, drink 'em down,
pass another round,
It's the last that we will share for quite some time.
I've shaved my head- wear a dress,
I've left my bonnie wife,
I've got Krishna riding shotgun on the stagecoach of my life.

My sweet Lord Mahabharata,
Got my ticket to Nirvana,
It's a commune just left of county Cork.
Share a pint with me Lord Shiva,
As we read the Bhagavad Gita,
I'll have Krishna riding shotgun on the stagecoach of my life.

Well I used to be a cattle prod for Jesus,
And L. Ron Hubbard took me in some too.
I was a moonie, loved Charles Manson,
But they are not as handsome,
As the godhead whose skin is shining blue.

My sweet Lord Mahabharata,
Got my ticket to Nirvana,
It's a commune just left of county Cork.
Share a pint with me Lord Shiva,
As we read the Bhagavad Gita,
I'll have Krishna riding shotgun on the stagecoach of my life.

Hari Hari Ha Hooray!
I chant it every day,
With my virtue tucked proudly in my lap.
And I pray all night to Krishna,
'Cos he's a damn good listener,
And never ever ever answers back.

My sweet Lord Mahabharata,
Got my ticket to Nirvana,
It's a commune just left of county Cork.
Share a pint with me Lord Shiva,
As we read the Bhagavad Gita,
I'll have Krishna riding shotgun on the stagecoach of my life.

And when Irish eyes are trying to make the Pommies pay,
We'll get Krishna and his shotgun to join the IRA,
The IRA- the IRA,
Hari Hari Ha Hooray!

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Aug 19, 2008
 
Pour Me - Trick Pony


Pour me, pour me
Pour me, pour me another shot of whiskey
Bartender hit me one more time
He left, I cried
I'm lost inside, won't ya help me
Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time

Well I don't want to listen to the old jukebox
so don'tcha put no quarters in the slot
I don't wanna talk and I don't wanna dance
I dang sure ain't lookin' for romance

I don't wanna hang out with the crowd
I don't wanna party and get real loud
Believe me when I tell ya that I've thought this through
There's only one thing that I want you to do

Pour me, pour me
Pour me, pour me another shot of whiskey
Bartender hit me one more time
He left, I cried
I'm lost inside, won't ya help me
Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time

Here's my story, it's sad but it's true
There's so many things that I never knew
He loved to party and he loved to dance
He loved to get loud every time he had the chance

I always thought he was a simple-minded Okie
Little did I know he was the king of karaoke
He was everything that a man should be
Problem was that it wasn't with me

Pour me, pour me
Pour me, pour me another shot of whiskey
Bartender hit me one more time
He left, I cried
I'm lost inside, won't ya help me
Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time

Pour Me
Pour Me
Pour Me
Pour Me

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Tony Joe White - Polk Salad Annie

If some of ya'll never been down South too much...
I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this, so that you'll understand
What I'm talking about
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the
woods and the fields,
looks somethin' like a turnip green.
Everybody calls it Polk salad.
Polk.
Salad.
Used to know a girl that lived down there and
she'd go out in the evenings and pick a mess of it...
Carry it home and cook it for supper,'cause that's about all they had to eat,
But they did all right.

Down in Louisiana Where the alligators grow so mean
There lived a girl that I swear to the world Made the alligators look tame

Polk salad Annie polk salad Annie
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her mama was working on the chain-gang
(a mean, vicious woman)

Everyday 'fore supper time She'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess o' Polk salad And carry it home in a tote sack

Polk salad Annie 'Gators got you granny (chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp)
Everybody said it was a shame
'Cause her mama was aworkin' on the chain-gang
(a wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman,
Lord have mercy. Pick a mess of it)

Her daddy was lazy and no count
Claimed he had a bad back
All her brothers were fit for, was stealin' watermelons out of my truck patch
Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her mama was a working' on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need a mess of it)

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Aug 19, 2008
 
Lyrics to "Everybody is free to wear sunscreen"
by Baz Luhrman, spoken by Lee Perry,


Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '97,

Wear sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term
benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis or
reliable then my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice....now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, nevermind, you won't understand the power and
beauty of your youth until they've faded, but trust me in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of
yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous
you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra
equation by chewing bubblegum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind: the kind that blindsides
you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts; don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is
long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive; forget the insults.(if you succeed in doing this, tell me how).

Keep your old love letters; throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people
I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives; some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of Calcium. Be kind to your knees -- you'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll
divorce at 40; maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.

Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half
chance, so are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body: use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it; it's the
greatest instrument you'll ever own.

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Aug 19, 2008
 
(Everybody is free to wear Sunscreen, continued..)

Dance...even if you have no where to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions (even if you don't follow them).

Do not read beauty magazines; they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents; you never know when they'll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings: they're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in
the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but what a precious few should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps
and geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you
were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.

Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old; and when you
do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children
respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse,
but you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you are 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia;
dispensing it is a way of wishing the past from the disposal--wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts, and
recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me, I'm the sunscreen.
dee

Sydney, Australia

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Aug 19, 2008
 
Lawyers, guns and money
Warren Zevon

I went home with the waitress
The way I always do
How was I to know
She was with the Russians, too ..

I was gambling in Havana
I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns and money
Dad, get me out of this, ha!

I'm the innocent bystander
But somehow I got stuck
Between a rock and a hard place
And I'm down on my luck
Yes, I'm down on my luck
Well, I'm down on my luck.

Now I'm hiding in Honduras
I'm a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns and money
The shit has hit the fan

Send lawyers, guns and money {4X}
dee

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Aug 19, 2008
 
To her door
Paul Kelly

They got married early, never had no money
Then when he got laid off they really hit the skids

He started up his drinking, then they started fighting,
He took it pretty badly, she took both the kids

She said: "I'm not standing by, to watch you slowly die,
So watch me walking, out the door, out the door, out the door"

She said, "Shove it, Jack, I'm walking out the f*cking door"

She went to her brother's, got a little bar work
He went to the Buttery, stayed about a year

Then he wrote a letter, said I want to see you
She thought he sounded better, she sent him up the fare

He was riding through the cane in the pouring rain
On Olympic to her door

To her door
To her door

He came in on a Sunday, every muscle aching
Walking in slow motion like he'd just been hit
Did they have a future?
Would he know his children?
Could he make a picture and get them all to fit?

He was shaking in his seat riding through the streets
In a silvertop to her....
Shaking in his seat riding through the streets
In a silvertop to her door
To her door
To her door
To her door
dee

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Aug 19, 2008
 
Into my arms
Nick Cave

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

But I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

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Aug 19, 2008
 
Matt Taylor - I Remember When I Was Young

Well I remember when I was Young
The World had just begun and
I was Happy
I used to wonder about the Earth
And how it moved around the Sun
so Snappy
Imagination goin' wild
Makes a very backward child
They told me
So back at school Id sit around
Just waitin' for the Sound
so I could go Home

Sometimes I think about it
It happens every day
I should think of the Present
Cause the Present's Now

Well I remember when I was young
How one and Thripence got ya
To the Movies
To look Tough we'd light a Smoke
And very nearly choke
But we had a real good time
Growin' older meant you get
To fly a saber Jet and fight a few wars
So I'd just sit there all day
And let my mind decay somethin awful

Sometimes I think about it
It happens every day
I should think of the Present
'Cause the Present Now

Well I remember when I was Young
I had a secret love who never knew it
well I'd do tricks upon my bike
That never turned out right
I always blew it
And the day we had to part I had a broken heart
But couldn't let on
So I spent my Holidays just thinkin of the ways
I musta gone Wrong

Sometimes I think about it
It happens every day
I should think of the Present
'Cause the Present Now

SOLO

Well I remember when I was young
The Beatles turned me on
They really blew my mind
And with Kerry, Jack and Pam
We'd go and watch a band
And have a real good time
Then I heard the Blackmans blues
They really blew a fuse
Inside my head
So with some friends we made a stand
And Formed our first Blues Band
It was a real good thing

Sometimes I think about it
It happens every day
I should think of the Present
'Cause the Present Now

Well I remember when I was Young, I remember when I was Young
I Surely do
Well I remember when I was Young, I remember when I was Young
I do

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Aug 19, 2008
 
'And let my mind decay somethin awful'

That's not correct. I'm sure it is

'And let my mind become another'

or something similar.

“SHOWING THE WAY”

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Aug 19, 2008
 
Chiquitita,

Chiquitita,tell me whats wrong
Youre enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that youre oh so sad, so quiet

Chiquitita, tell me the truth
Im a shoulder you can cry on
Your best friend, Im the one you must rely on
You were always sure of yourself
Now I see youve broken a feather
I hope we can patch it up together

Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars theyre leaving
Youll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita

So the walls came tumbling down
And your loves a blown out candle
All is gone and it seems too hard to handle
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
There is no way you can deny it
I see that youre oh so sad, so quiet

Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars theyre leaving
Youll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
dee

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Aug 19, 2008
 
Traveling Lady
Leonard Cohen

Traveling lady stay awhile
Until the night is over
I'm just a station on your way
I know I'm not your lover.

Well, I lived with a child of snow
When I was a soldier
And I fought every man for her
Until the nights grew colder.

She used to wear her hair like you
Except when she was sleeping
And then she'd weave it on a loom
Of smoke and gold and breathing.

And why are you so quiet now
Standing there in the doorway?
You chose your journey long before
You came upon this highway.

Traveling lady stay awhile
Until the night is over
I'm just a station on your way
I know I'm not your lover.

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