LYRICS, POEMS, QUOTATIONS, PRACTICAL PHILOSOPHY & OTHER IMPORTANT STUFF

• Paul's Law: You can't fall off the floor.
  
• First Law of Socio-Genetics: Celibacy is not hereditary.
  
• Boob's Law: You always find something in the last place to look.
  
• Preudhomme's Law of Window Cleaning: It's on the other side.
  
• Leibowitz's Rule: When hammering a nail, you will never hit your finger if you hold the hammer with both hands.
  
• Oliver's Law: Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.
  
• Meader's Law: Whatever happens to you, it will previously have happened to everyone you know, only more so.
  
• Paul's Second Law: The sooner you fall behind, the more time you will have to catch up.
  
• Weiner's Law of Libraries: There are no answers, only cross references.
  
• Cole's Law: Thinly sliced cabbage.
  
  

• Sex is not the answer. Sex is the question. "Yes" is the answer.
  
• Fighting for peace is like fucking for virginity.
  
• Never call a man a fool. Borrow from him.
  
• Paranoids are people, too. They have their own problems. It's easy to criticize, but if everybody hated you, you'd be paranoid too!
  
• Stealing a rhinoceros should not be attempted lightly.
  
• Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said.
  
• Things are more like they used to be than they are now.
  
• Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.
  
• Amazing but true: There is so much sand in Northern Africa that if it were spread out it would completely cover the Sahara desert.
  
• Nothing is faster than the speed of light ... To prove this to yourself, try opening the refrigerator door before the light comes on.
  
• Anything is good if it's made of chocolate.
  
• Having children is hereditary: If your parents didn't have any, you probably won't either.
  
• You are only young once, but you can stay immature indefinitely.
  
• Enjoy life. This is not a rehearsal!
  
• Life is short, and life is long.
  
• When I'm good, I'm very good. But when I'm bad, I'm even better.
  
• The higher you climb up on the ladder of success, the more people there are that see your underwear.
  
• Choose your friends by observing how they treat others who can do them no good.
  
• Aging is mandatory but maturing is optional.
  
• Having cybersex under a pseudonym is the equivalent of an electronic condom.
  
• A diplomat is someone who can tell you to go to hell and make you feel happy to be on your way.
  
• There are three ways to get something done: do it yourself, hire soemone, or forbid your kids to do it.

• "Too much of a good thing is WONDERFUL." -- Mae West
  
• Reporter: "Mr. Gandhi, what do you think of Western Civilization?" -
  Gandhi: "I think it would be a good idea."
  
• "Man is least himself when he talks in his own preson. Give him a mask and he will tell you the truth." -- Oscar Wilde
  
• "Never underestimate the power of human stupidity." -- Lazarus Long
  
• "Wagner's music is better than it sounds." -- Mark Twain
  
• "Even the best of friends cannot attend each other's funeral." -- Kehlog Albran
  
• "A classic is something that everybody wants to have read, but nobody wants to read." -- Mark Twain
  
• "Hey, who took the cork off my lunch?!?" -- W. C. Fields
  
• "It has been observed that one's nose is never so happy as when it is thrust into the affairs of another, from which some physiologists have drawn the inference that the nose is devoid of the sense of smell." -- Ambrose Bierce
  
• "If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man." -- Mark Twain
  
• "It's not that I am afraid to die. I just don't want to be there whe it happens." -- Woody Allen
  
• "I have seen the future and it is just like the present, only longer." -- Kehlog Albran
  
• "Only the loving find love, and they never have to seek for it." -- D. H. Lawrence
  
• "I found it hard, it was hard to find, oh well whatever, nevermind." -- Nirvana
  
• "The future's uncertain and hte end is always near." -- The Doors
• "There are things known and things unknown - and in between there are the doors."
  
• "Dying is a very dull, dreary affair. And my advice to you is to have nothing whatever to do with it." -- William Somerset Maugham
  
• "Love is what happens to a man and a woman who don't know each other." -- William Somerset Maugham
  
• "A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-82), Essay, Self-reliance.
  
• "The best contacts are when one knows the obstacles and still wants to preserve a relation." -- F. Scott Fitzgerald, "Tender is the Night"
  
• "... denn nichts auf Erden gleicht der unbemerkten Liebe eines Kindes aus dem Dunkel, weil sie so hoffnungslos, so dienend, so unterwuerfig, so lauernd und leidenschaftlich ist, wie niemals die begehrende und unbewusst doch fordernde Liebe einer erwachsenen Frau ..." -- Stefan Zweig, "Brief einer Unbekannten"
  

In diesem Augenblick erschien der Fuchs.
"Guten Tag", sagte der Fuchs.
"Guten Tag", antwortete hoeflich der kleine Prinz, der sich umdrehte, aber nichts sah.
"Ich bin da", sagte die Stimme, "unter dem Apfelbaum ..."
"Wer bist du?" sagte der kleine Prinz. "Du bist sehr huebsch ..."
"Ich bin ein Fuchs", sagte der Fuchs.
"Komm und spiel mit mir", schlug ihm der kleine Prinz vor. "Ich bin so traurig ..."
"Ich kann nicht mit dir spielen", sagter der Fuchs. "Ich bin noch nicht gezaehmt!"
"Ah, Verzeihung!" sagte der kleine Prinz. Aber nach einiger Ueberlegung fuegte er hinzu: "Was bedeutet 'zaehmen'?"
"Du bist nicht von hier", sagte der Fuchs, "was suchst du?"
"Ich suche die Menschen", sagte der kleine Prinz. "Was bedeutet 'zaehmen'?"
"Die Menschen", sagte der Fuchs, "die haben Gewehre und schiessen. Das ist sehr laestig. Sie ziehen auch Huehner auf. Das ist ihr einziges Interesse. Du suchst Huehner?"
"Nein", sagte der kleine Prinz, "ich suche Freunde. Was heisst 'zaehmen'?"
"Zaehmen, das ist eine in Vergessenheit geratene Sache", sagte der Fuchs. "Es bedeutet, sich 'vertraut machen'."
"Vertraut machen?"
"Gewiss", sagte der Fuchs. "Noch bist du fuer mich nichts als ein kleiner Junge, der hunderttausend kleinen Jungen voellig gleicht. Ich brauche dich nicht, und du brauchst mich ebensowenig. Ich bin fuer dich nur ein Fuchs, der hunderttausend Fuechsen gleicht. Aber wenn du mich zaehmst, werden wir einander brauchen. Du wirst fuer mich einzig sein in der Welt. Ich werde fuer dich einzig sein in der Welt ..."
"Ich beginne zu verstehen", sagte der kleine Prinz. "Es gibt eine Blume ... ich glaube, sie hat mich gezaehmt." ... "Mein Leben ist eintoenig. Ich jage Huehner, die Menschen jagen mich. Alle Huehner gleichen einander, und alle Menschen gleichen einander. Ich langweile mich also ein wenig. Aber wenn du mich zaehmst, wird mein Leben wie durchsonnt sein. Ich werde den Klang deines Schrittes kennen, der sich von allen anderen unterscheidet. Die anderen Schritte jagen mich unter die Erde. Der deine wird mich wie Musik aus dem Bau locken. Und dann schau! Du siehst da drüben die Weizenfelder? Ich esse kein Brot. Fuer mich ist der Weizen zwecklos. Die Weizenfelder erinnern mich an nchts. Und das ist traurig. Aber du hast weizenblondes Haar. Oh, es wird wunderbar sein, wenn du mich einmal gezaehmt hast! Das Gold der Weizenfelder wird mich an dich erinnern. Und ich werde das Rauschen des Windes im Getreide liebgewinnen."
Der Fuchs verstummte und schaute den kleinen Prinzen lange an.
"Bitte ... zaehme mich!" sagte er.
"Ich moechte wohl", antwortete der kleine Prinz, "aber ich habe nicht viel Zeit. Ich muss Freunde finden und viele Dinge kennenlernen."
"man kennt nur die Dinge, die man zaehmt", sagte der Fuchs. "Die Menschen haben keine Zeit mehr, irgend etwas kennenzulernen. Sie kaufen sich alles fertig in den Geschaeften. Aber da es keine Kauflaeden fuer Freunde gibt, haben die Leute keine Freunde mehr. Wenn du einen Freund haben willst, so zaehme mich!"
"Was muss ich da tun?" sagte der kleine Prinz.
"Du musst sehr geduldig sein", antwortete der Fuchs. ...
So machte denn der kleine Prinz den Fuchs mit sich vertraut. Und als die Stunde des Abschieds nahe war:
"Ach", sagte der Fuchs, "ich werde weinen."
"Das ist deine Schuld", sagte der kleine Prinz, "ich wuenschte dir nichts Uebles, aber du hast gewollt, dass ich dich zaehme ..."
"Gewiss", sagte der Fuchs.
"Aber nun wirst du weinen!" sagte der kleine Prinz.
"Bestimmt", sagte der Fuchs.
"So hast du also nichts gewonnen!"
"Ich habe", sagte der Fuchs, "die Farbe des Weizens gewonnen." Dann fuegte er hinzu:
"Geh die Rosen wieder anschauen. Du wirst begreifen, dass die deine einzig ist in der Welt. Du wirst wiederkommen und mir adieu sagen, und ich werde dir ein Geheimnis schenken."
...
Und er kam zum Fuchs zurueck.
"Adieu", sagte er ...
"Adieu", sagte der Fuchs. "Hier ist mein Geheimnis. Es ist ganz einfach: Man sieht nur mit dem Herzen gut. Das Wesentliche ist fuer die Augen unsichtbar."
(Antoine de Saint-Exupery, "Der kleine Prinz")


" ... My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries,and I watched and felt each from the beginning; my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger. I should not seem a part of it. My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods. Time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles these eternal rocks beneath - a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself - but as my own being - so, don't talk of our separation again - it is impracticable; " (Catherine in "Wuthering Heights" by Emily Bronte)


Funeral Blues
(W. H. Auden)

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos ad with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let areoplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East, my West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.


Sonnet XII
(Tom Bojeski)

But you are gone forever. You are gone
Forever like the moment when the rain
Has ceased. And long before each separate dawn
The needles of sharp longing cause new pain.
I rise and dress and breathe, remembering
Your secret heart-held thoughts I never knew.
All your lost words confront me with one ring
Of clarity. I bend and tie a shoe,
I slowly brush my hair, I close a drawer.
The words I speak hurt with a sudden flame.
I find the morning paper at the door,
I mouth each word; my speech is slow and lame.
I tend to things I always did before,
Performing them as if they were the same.


No Man Is An Island
(John Donne)

No man is an island,
entire of itself.
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main: if a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less,
As well as if a promontory were,
As well as if a house of your friends
Or of your own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am a part of mankind:
And therefore never send to know
For whom the bell tolls:
It tolls for you.


Was es ist
(Erich Fried)

Es ist Unsinn
sagt die Vernunft
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

Es ist Unglueck
sagt die Berechnung
Es ist nichts als Schmerz
sagt die Angst
Es ist aussichtslos
sagt die Einsicht
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe

Es ist laecherlich
sagt der Stolz
Es ist leichtsinnig
sagt die Vorsicht
Es ist unmoeglich
sagt die Erfahrung
Es ist was es ist
sagt die Liebe


Herbsttag
(Rainer Maria Rilke)

Herr: Es ist Zeit. Der Sommer war sehr gross.
Leg deinen Schatten auf die Sonnenuhren
und auf den Fluren lass die Winde los.

Befiehl den letzten Fruechten voll zu sein;
gib ihnen noch zwei suedlichere Tage,
draenge sie zur Vollendung hin und jage
die letzte Suesse in den schweren Wein.

Wer jetzt kein Haus hat, baut sich keines mehr.
Wer jetzt allein ist, wird es lange bleiben,
wird wachen, lesen, lange Briefe schreiben
und wird in den Alleen hin un her
unruhig wandern, wenn die Blaetter treiben.


rebirth
(ernst jandl)

when born again, i want to be
a tenor saxophone

and who d'you think will do
the blowjob?

if it's up to me, there's gonna be
total promiscuity


Inscription for a war
(a.d. hope)

Stranger, go tell the Spartans we died here obedient to their commands -
Inscription at Thermopylae

Linger not, stranger; shed no tear;
Go back to those who sent us here.

We are the young they drafted out
To wars their folly brought about.

Go tell those old men, safe in bed,
We took their orders and are dead.


Never surrender
(Corey Hart)

Just a little more time is all we're asking for
'Cause just a little more time could open closing doors
Just a little uncertainty can bring you down
And nobody wants to know you now
And nobody wants to show you how

So if you're lost and on yor own
You can never surrender
And if your path won't lead yo home
You can never surrender
And when the night is cold and dark
You can see
You cans ee light
'Cause noone can take away your right
To fight and to never surrender

With a little perseverance you can get things done
Without a blind adherence that has conquered some
And nobody wants to know you know
And nobody wants to show you how
So if you'Re lost and on your own
You can never surrender
And if your path won't lead you home
You can never surrender
And when the night is cold and dark
You can see
You can see light
'Cause noone can take away your right
To fight and to never surrender

And when the night is cold and dark
You can see
You can see light
'Cause noone can take away your right
To fight and to never surrender
Never surrender

Oh time is all we're asking for
To never surrender

You can never surrender
Time is all we're asking for

Never surrender


Look What They Done to My Song
(Melanie)

Look what they done to my song ma
Look what they done to my song ma
It was the only thing that I could do half right
And it's turning out all wrong ma
Look what they done to my song

Look what they done to my brain ma
Look at what they done to my brain
Well they picked it like a chicken bone
And I think I'm half insane ma
Look what they done to my song

Oh I wish I could find a good book
To live in
Oh I wish I could find a good book
Well if I could find a real good book
I'd never have to come out and look at
What they done to my song

Ils ont change ma chanson, ma
Ils ont change ma chanson, ma
C'est la seule chose que je peux faire
Et ce n'est pas bon, ma.
Ils ont change ma chanson.

Maybe it'll all be all right ma
Maybe it'll all be OK
Well if the people are buying tears
Then I'm gonna be rich someday ma
Look what they done to my song
Look what they done to my song, ma
Ma Ma look look what they done to my song
You know they tied it up in a plastic bag
And they turned it upside down ma
Ma Ma look at what they done
Won't you look at what they done
Look what they done to my song.


No Surrender
(Bruce Springsteen)

We busted out of class
had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three-minute record
than we ever learned in school
Tonight I heart the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes
and follow your dreams down

We made a promise
we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Like soldiers in the winter's night
with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender

Now young faces grow sad and old
and hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind
I'm ready to grow young again
And hear your sister's voice calling us home
across the open yards
Believin' we could cut someplace of our own
With these drums and these guitars

We made a promise
we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night
with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender

Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
There's a war outside still raging
you say it ain't ours anymore to win
We could sleep in the twilight by the river side
With a wide open country in our hearts
And these romantic dreams in our heads

We made a promise
we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night
with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender


Human Behaviour
(Bjørk)

if you ever get close to a human
and human behaviour
be ready to get confused

there's definitely no logic
to human behaviour
but yet so irresistible

there's no map
to human behaviour

they're terribly moody
then all of a sudden turn happy
but, oh, to get involved in the exchange
of human emotions is ever so satisfying

there's no map
and a compass
wouldn't help at all

human behaviour


Venus As A Boy
(Bjørk)

his wicked sense of humour
suggests exciting sex
his fingers focus on her
touches, he's venus as a boy

he believes in beauty
he's venus as a boy

he's exploring
the taste of her
arousal
so accurate
he sets off
the beauty in her
he's venus as a boy

he believes in beauty

he's venus as a boy


Play Dead
(Bjørk)

Darling, stop confusing me
with your wishful thinking
Hopeful embraces
Don't you understand?
Ihave to go through this
I belong to care where no-one cares
and no-one loves
No light no air to live in
a place called hate
The City of fear

I play dead
It stops the hurting
I play dead
and the hurting stops

Its sometimes just like sleeping
curling up inside my private tortures
I nestle into pain
Huge suffering
caress every ache

I play dead
It stops the hurting


Bachelorette
(bjørk)

I'm a fountain of blood
In the shape of a girl
You're the bird on the brim
Hypnotised by the Whirl
Drink me, make me feel real
Wet your beak in the stream
Game we're playing is life
Love is a two way dream

Leave me now, return tonight
Tide will show you the way
If you forget my name
You will go astray
Like a killer whale
Trapped in a bay

I'm a path of cinders
Burning under your feet
You're the one who walks me
I'm your one way street

I'm a whisper in water
Secret for you to hear
You are the one who grows distant
When I beckon you near

Leave me now, return tonight
The tide will show you the way
If you forget my name
You will go astray
Like a killer whale
Trapped in a bay

I'm a tree that grows hearts
One for each that you take
You're the intruder saint
I'm the branch that you break

Hum-yeah!

*gibberish*


Forgiven
(alanis morissette)

You know how us Catholic girls can be / We make up for so much time a little too late /I never forgot it, confusing as it was / No fun with no guilt feelings / The sinners, the saviors, the loverless priests / I'll see you next Sunday /
We all had our reasons to be there / We all had a thing or two to learn / We all needed something to cling to / So we did /
I sang Alleluia in the choir / I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man / My brothers they never went blind for what they did / But I may as well have / In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son / I had one more stupid question /
We all had our reasons to be there / We all had a thing or two to learn / We all needed something to cling to / So we did /
What I learned I rejected but I believe again / I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition / If I jump in this fountain, will I be forgiven /
We all had our reasons to be there / We all had a thing or two to learn / We all needed something to cling to / So we did / We all had delusions in our head / We all had our minds made up for us / We had to belive in something / So we did


China
(Tori Amos)

China all the way to New York
I can feel the distance getting close
You're right next to me
But I need an airplane
I can feel the DISTANCE as you breathe

Sometimes I think you want me to touch you
How can I when you build a great WALL around you
In your eyes I saw a future together
You just look away in the distance

China decorates our table
Funny how the CRACKS don't seem to show
Pour the wine dear
You say we'll take a holiday
But we never can agree on where to go

Sometimes I think you want me to touch you
How can I when you build a great WALL around you
In your eyes I saw a future together
You just look away in the distance

China all the way to New York
Maybe you got lost in MEXICO
You're right next to me
I think that you can hear me
Funny how the distance learns to grow

Sometimes I think you want me to touch you
How can I when you build a great WALL around you

I can feel the distance
I can feel the distance
I can feel the distance getting close


Me and A Gun
(Tori Amos)

5am friday morning thursday night far from sleep
I'm still up and driving can't go home obviously
So I'll just change direction cause they'll soon
know where I live
And I wanna live
Got a full tank and some chips

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
And I sang "holy holy" as he buttoned down his pants

You can laugh
Its kind of funny
Things you think
Times like these
Like I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this

Yes I wore a slinky red thing
Does that mean I should spread
for you, your friends
Your father, Mr Ed

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this

And I know what this means
Me and Jesus a few years back used to hang
And he said "it's your choice babe just remember
I don't hink you'll be back in 3 days time so you choose well"
Tell me whats right
Is it my right to be on my stomach of Fred's Seville

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this

and do you know CAROLINA
Where the biscuits are soft and sweet
These things go through your head
when there's a man on your back
And you're pushed flat on your stomach
it's not a classic caddilac

It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this
I haven't seen BARBADOS so I must get out of this


Icicle
(Tori Amos)

Icicle Icicle where are you going
I have a hiding place when spring marches in
will you keep watch for me
I hear them calling
gonna lay down
gonna lay down

greeting the monster in our Easter dresses
Father says bow your head like the Good Book says
well I think the Good Book is missing some pages
gonna lay down
gonna lay down

and when my hand touches myself
I can finally rest my head
and when they say take from his body
I think I'll take from mine instead

Getting Off Getting Off while they're all downstairs
singing prayers sing away he's in my pumpkin p.j's
lay your book on my chest
feel the word
feel the word
feel the word
feel it

I could have
I should have
I could have flown
you know I could have
I should have
I didn't so


Muhammad My Friend
(Tori Amos)

Muhammad my friend
it's time to tell the world
we both know it was a girl back in Bethlehem
and on that fateful day
when she was crucified
she wore Shiseido Red and we drank tea by her side

sweet sweet
used to be so sweet to me

Muhammad my friend
I'm getting very scared
teach me how to love my brothers
who don't know the law
and what about the deal on the flying
trapeze got a peanut butter hand
but honey do drop in at the
Dew Drop Inn

sweet sweet
between the boys and the bees

and Moses I know
I know you've seen fire
but you've never seen fire
until you've seen Pele blow
and I've never seen light
but I sure have seen gold
and Gladys save a place for me
on your grapevine
till I get my own TV show

ashre ashre ashre ashre
and if I lose my Cracker Jacks at the
tidal wave I got a place
in the Pope's rubber robe
Muhammad my friend
it's time to tell the world
we both know it was a girl
back in Bethlehem


River
(Natalie Merchant)

Young and strong Hollywood son
in the early morning light
this star fell down
on Sunset Boulevard

young and strong beautiful one
we embraced so close
is gone
was torn away
let the youth of America mourn
include him in their prayers
let his image linger on
repeat it everywhere

with candles, with flowers
he was one of ours
one of ours

why don't you let him be?
he's gone
we know
give his mother and his father peace
your vulture's candor
your casual slander
you murder his memory
he's gone
we know
it's nothing but a tragedy

lay to rest your soul and body
lay beside your name
lay to rest your rage
your hunger and amazing grace

with candles, with flowers
you were one of ours
one of ours

I saw cameras expose your life
I heard rumors explode with lies
I saw children in tears
cry and crowd around the sight
of where you had collapsed that day
where your last breath and word
had been sighed
where your heart had burst
where you had died

I saw how they were lost in grieving
all half believing you were gone
the loss and pain of it
crime and shame of it
you were gone
it was such a nightmare raving,
"how could we save him
from himself?"


Pieces of You
(Jewel)

She's an ugly girl, does it make you want to kill her? / She's an ugly girl, do you want to kick in her face? / She's an ugly girl, she doesn't pose a threat / She's an ugly girl, does that make you feel safe? / Ugly girl, ugly girl, do you hate her / Cause she's pieces of you? /
She's a pretty girl, does she make you think nasty thoughts? / She's a pretty girl, do you want to tie her down? / She's a pretty girl, do you call her a bitch? / She's a pretty girl, did she sleep with your whole town? / Pretty girl, pretty girl, do you hate her / Cause she's pieces of you? /
You say he's a faggot, does it make you want to hurt him? / You say he's a faggot, do you want to bash in his brain? / You say he's a faggot, does he make you sick to your stomach? / You say he's a faggot, are you afraid you're just the same? / Faggot, Faggot, do you hate him / Cause he's pieces of you? /
You say he's a Jew, does it mean that he's tight? / You say he's a Jew, do you want to hurt his kids tonight? / You say he's a Jew, he'll never wear that funny hat again / You say he's a Jew as though being born were a sin / Oh Jew, oh Jew, do you hate him / Cause he's pieces of you?


Lady D'Arbanville
(Cat Stevens)

My Lady d'Arbanville
why do you sleep so still
I'll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill
Yes you will be my fill

My Lady d'Arbanville
why it doesn't grieve me so
But your heart seems so silent
Why do you breathe so low
Why do you breathe so low

My Lady d'Arbanville
why do you sleep so still
I'll wkae you tomorrow
And you will be my fill
Yes you will be my fill

My Lady d'Arbanville
you look so cold this night
Your lips feel like winter
Your skin has turned to white
Your skin has turned to white

I loved you my lady
Though in your grave you lie
I'll always be with you
This rose will never die
This rose will never die

I loved you my lady
Though in your grave you lie
I'll always be with you
This rose will never die
This rose will never die


I’m not in love
( E. Stewart /G. Gouldman)

I’m not in love, so don’t forget it,
it’s just a silly phase I’m going through.
And just because I call you up
Don’t get me wrong. Don’t think you’ve got it made.
I’m not in love, no, no!
It’s because I like to see you.
But then again, that doesn’t mean you mean that much to me.
So if I call you, don’t make a fuss.
Don’t tell your friends about the two of us.
I’m not in love, no, no!
be quiet, big boys don’t cry, big boys don’t cry…

I keep your picture up on the Wall.
It hides a nasty stain that’s lying there.
So don’t you ask me to give it back.
I know you know it doesn’t mean that much to me.
I’m not in love, no, no!
ooh, you’ll wait a long time for me.
I’m not in love, so don´t forget it…


Vienna
(Billy Joel)

Slow down you crazy child
you're so ambitious for a juvenile
but then if you're so smart tell me why you are still so afraid?
Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?
You better cool it off before you burn it out
You got so much to do and only so many hours in a day
But you know that when the truth is told
that you can get what you want or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through
When will you realize ... Vienna waits for you

Slow down you're doing fine
You can't be everything you want to be before your time
Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight
Too bad but it's the life you lead
You're so ahead of yourself that you forfeit what you need
Though you can see when you're wrong
you know you can't always see when you're right
You got your passion you got your pride
but don't you know that only fools are satisfied?
Dream on but don't imagine they'll all come true
When will you realize ... Vienna waits for you

Slow down you crazy child
Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while
It's alright, you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize ... Vienna waits for you


Everybody's Talkin'
(Nilsson)

Everybody's talking at me
I don't hear a word they're saying
Only the echoes of my mind

People stopping, staring
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes

I'm going where the sun keeps shining
Thru' the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothes
Backing off of the North East wind
Sailing on summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone


You're My Home
(Billy Joel)

When you look into my eyes
And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul
It always comes as a surprise
When I feel my withered roots begin to grow
Well, I never had a place that I could call my very own
But that's alright, my love, cause you're my home

When you touch my weary head
And you tell me ev'rything will be alright
You say, use my body for your bed
And my love will keep you warm throughout the night
Well, I'll never be a stranger and I'll never be alone
Wherever we're together, that's my home
Home can be the Pennsylvania Turnpike
Indiana's early morning too
High up in the hills of Califronia
Home is just another word for you

If I travel all my life
And I never get to stop and settle down
Long as I have you by my side
There's a roof above and good walls all around
You're my castle, you're my cabin and my instant pleasure dome
I need you in my house cause you're my home


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