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  • Perfect Day
    Lou Reed



    Just a perfect day,
    Drink sangria in the park,
    And then later, when it gets dark,
    We go home.
    Just a perfect day,
    Feed animals in the zoo
    Then later, a movie, too,
    And then home.

    Oh it’s such a perfect day,
    I’m glad I spent it with you.
    Oh such a perfect day,
    You just keep me hanging on,
    You just keep me hanging on.

    Just a perfect day,
    Problems all left alone,
    Weekenders on our own.
    It’s such fun.
    Just a perfect day,
    You made me forget myself.
    I thought I was someone else,
    Someone good.

    Oh it’s such a perfect day,
    I’m glad I spent it with you.
    Oh such a perfect day,
    You just keep me hanging on,
    You just keep me hanging on.

    You’re going to reap just what you sow,
    You’re going to reap just what you sow,
    You’re going to reap just what you sow,
    You’re going to reap just what you sow...



    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

    Comment


    • Tom Waits

      Step Right Up

      Step right up
      step right up
      step right up
      Everyone's a winner, bargains galore
      That's right, you too can be the proud owner
      Of the quality goes in before the name goes on
      One-tenth of a dollar
      one-tenth of a dollar
      we got service after sales
      You need perfume? we got perfume
      how 'bout an engagement ring?
      Something for the little lady
      something for the little lady
      Something for the little lady, hmm
      Three for a dollar
      We got a year-end clearance, we got a white sale
      And a smoke-damaged furniture
      you can drive it away today
      Act now, act now
      and receive as our gift, our gift to you
      They come in all colors, one size fits all
      No muss, no fuss, no spills
      you're tired of kitchen drudgery
      Everything must go
      going out of business
      going out of business
      Going out of business sale
      Fifty percent off original retail price
      skip the middle man
      Don't settle for less
      How do we do it?
      how do we do it?
      volume, volume, turn up the volume
      Now you've heard it advertised, don't hesitate
      Don't be caught with your drawers down
      Don't be caught with your drawers down
      You can step right up, step right up

      That's right, it filets, it chops
      It dices, slices, never stops
      lasts a lifetime, mows your lawn
      And it mows your lawn
      and it picks up the kids from school
      It gets rid of unwanted facial hair
      it gets rid of embarrassing age spots
      It delivers a pizza
      and it lengthens, and it strengthens
      And it finds that slipper that's been at large
      under the chaise longe for several weeks
      And it plays a mean Rhythm Master
      It makes excuses for unwanted lipstick on your collar
      And it's only a dollar, step right up
      it's only a dollar, step right up

      'Cause it forges your signature.
      If not completely satisfied
      mail back unused portion of product
      For complete refund of price of purchase
      Step right up
      Please allow thirty days for delivery
      don't be fooled by cheap imitations
      You can live in it, live in it
      laugh in it, love in it
      Swim in it, sleep in it
      Live in it, swim in it
      laugh in it, love in it
      Removes embarrassing stains from contour sheets
      that's right
      And it entertains visiting relatives
      it turns a sandwich into a banquet
      Tired of being the life of the party?
      Change your shorts
      change your life
      change your life
      Change into a nine-year-old Hindu boy
      get rid of your wife
      And it walks your dog, and it doubles on sax
      Doubles on sax, you can jump back Jack
      see you later alligator
      See you later alligator
      And it steals your car
      It gets rid of your gambling debts, it quits smoking
      It's a friend, and it's a companion
      And it's the only product you will ever need
      Follow these easy assembly instructions
      it never needs ironing
      Well it takes weights off hips, bust
      thighs, chin, midriff
      Gives you dandruff, and it finds you a job
      it is a job
      And it strips the phone company free
      take ten for five exchange
      And it gives you denture breath
      And you know it's a friend, and it's a companion
      And it gets rid of your traveler's checks
      It's new, it's improved, it's old-fashioned
      Well it takes care of business
      never needs winding
      Never needs winding
      never needs winding
      Gets rid of blackheads, the heartbreak of psoriasis
      Christ, you don't know the meaning of heartbreak, buddy
      C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
      'Cause it's effective, it's defective
      it creates household odors
      It disinfects, it sanitizes for your protection
      It gives you an erection
      it wins the election
      Why put up with painful corns any longer?
      It's a redeemable coupon, no obligation
      no salesman will visit your home
      We got a jackpot, jackpot, jackpot
      prizes, prizes, prizes, all work guaranteed
      How do we do it
      how do we do it
      how do we do it
      how do we do it
      We need your business
      we're going out of business
      We'll give you the business
      Get on the business
      end of our going-out-of-business sale
      Receive our free brochure, free brochure
      Read the easy-to-follow assembly instructions
      batteries not included
      Send before midnight tomorrow, terms available
      Step right up
      step right up
      step right up
      You got it buddy: the large print giveth
      and the small print taketh away
      Step right up
      you can step right up
      you can step right up
      C'mon step right up
      (Get away from me kid, you bother me...)
      Step right up, step right up, step right up
      c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
      Step right up
      you can step right up
      c'mon and step right up
      C'mon and step right up

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      • another translated for the night

        Schizophrenics in love

        Holes


        My feet shake my body cowards
        Everytime you approach towards this way
        You rouse me up you mess me up and you force me
        To enter naked in your electric massacre

        You smell of death but I encircle around you
        I don't have the power to keep away
        I put aside my vanquished brain
        Inside your ashes I thirst to find myself

        Like then when the serine moon frightened us
        Like then when we bleeded together
        Alone on an unknown dead planet

        Schizophrenics in love

        I run continuously to hide away from you
        And I always think that I can be cured
        On you I fall suddendly and desperately
        To your electric shock I try to resist

        You smell of death but I encircle around you
        I don't have the power to keep away
        I put aside my vanquished brain
        Inside your ashes I thirst to find myself

        Like then when the serine moon frightened us
        Like then when we bleeded together
        Alone on an unknown dead planet

        Schizophrenics in love

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        • last one

          Sad ones in our party

          Holes

          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party

          It pisses us off that you don't shallow our fairytale
          Your noticable presence bothers us
          You are like a fly that has sat on our nose
          And beams hopelessness


          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party


          You demolish what we've built with lies
          And you snob us with a bleached look
          You'd feel good if we'd start weeping
          But my boy we don't give a damn

          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party
          We don't want sad ones in our party

          Comment


          • The Bertha Butt Boogie
            Jimmy Castor Bunch



            The party was jumpin' when Bertha got off o' her stump,
            The whistles were blowin' and everybody did the "Bump".
            But all the time Bertha had been workin' on her goodie,
            Now folks call it "The Bertha Butt Boogie".

            When Bertha Butt did her goodie,
            She started "The Bertha Butt Boogie".
            No question.

            When Bertha got movin' her hips were hummin' in the wind,
            The ground started shakin' - no grass grew where she'd been!
            The music was poppin', the crowd had formed a ring,
            Her sisters yelled, "Boogie, Bertha, do your thing!".

            Uh, for your information, Bertha had three sisters,
            Betty Butt, Bella Butt and Bathsheba Butt.

            When Bertha Butt did her goodie,
            She started "The Bertha Butt Boogie".
            I said no question.

            Hey, Leroy, get away from that woman!
            The boy'll never learn!
            Uh-oh, here comes the Troglodyte!
            Troglodyte: "Come here, sock it to me!"

            Bertha stood back and yelled, "Betty, Bella, Bathsheba!"
            And the Butt Sisters backed her up when she yelled, "I need ya!".
            The Troglodyte, Leroy, Luther and the Butt Sisters all knew
            That "The Bertha Butt Boogie" was now the thing to do.

            When Bertha Butt did her goodie,
            She started "The Bertha Butt Boogie".
            No question.

            Bertha: "I'll sock it ya, daddy!"
            Troglodyte: "Me like, me like! Come here, woman, woman!"
            Leroy: "Yo' mama, I'm calling you, man!"
            Troglodyte: "Yeah - the Boogie!"

            FADE OUT
            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

            Comment


            • Turn The Beat Around
              Vicki Sue Robinson


              Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down
              Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down
              Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down
              Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down

              Turn the beat around
              Love to hear the percussion
              Turn it upside down
              Love to hear the percussion
              Love to hear it

              Blow horns you sure sound pretty
              Your violins keep movin' to the nitty gritty
              When you hear the scratch of the guitars scratchin'
              Then you'll know that rhythm carries all the action, so
              Woah yeah

              Turn the beat around
              Love to hear the percussion
              Turn it upside down
              Love to hear the percussion
              Love to hear it

              Turn the beat around
              Love to hear the percussion
              Turn it upside down
              Love to hear the percussion
              Love to hear it

              Flute player play your flute 'cause
              I know that you want to get your thing off
              But you see I've made up my mind about it
              It's got to be the rhythm, no doubt about it, woah woah
              'Cause when the guitar player start playing
              With the syncopated rhythm, with the scratch, scratch, scratch
              Makes me wanna move my body yeah, yeah, yeah
              And when the drummer starts beating that beat
              He nails that beat with the syncopated rhythm
              With the rat, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat on the drums, hey

              Turn the beat around
              Love to hear the percussion
              Turn it upside down
              Love to hear the percussion
              Love to hear it
              Love to hear it
              Love to hear it
              Love to hear it

              Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down
              Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down
              Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down
              Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down

              Turn the beat around
              Love to hear the percussion
              Turn it upside down
              Love to hear the percussion
              Love to hear it
              Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
              "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
              He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

              Comment


              • Hurricane Eye
                paul simon



                Tell us all a story
                About how it used to be
                Make it up and write it down
                Just like history
                About goldilocks and the three bears
                Nature in the cross hairs
                And how we all ascended
                From the deep green sea
                When it’s not too hot
                Not too cold
                Not too meek
                Not too bold
                When it’s just right and you have sunlight
                Then we’re home,
                Finally home
                Home in the land of the homeless
                Finally home

                Oh what are we going to do
                I never did a thing to you
                Time peaceful as a hurricane eve
                Peaceful as a hurricane eye

                A history of whispers
                A shadow of a horse
                Faces painted black in sorrow and remorse
                White cloud, black crow
                Crucifix and arrow
                The oldest silence speaks the loudest
                Under the deep green sea

                When speech becomes a crime
                Silence leads the spirit
                Over the bridge of time

                Over the bridge of time
                I’m walking with my family
                And the road begins to climb
                And it’s oh lord how we going to pray
                With crazy angel voices
                All night
                Until it’s a new day

                Peaceful as a hurricane
                Peaceful as a hurricane
                Peaceful as a hurricane eye
                Peaceful as a hurricane
                Peaceful as a hurricane
                Peaceful as a hurricane eye
                Peaceful as a hurricane eye

                You want to be a leader?
                You want to change the game?
                Turn your back on money
                Walk away from fame
                You want to be a missionary?
                Got that missionary zeal?
                Let a stranger change your life
                How does it make you feel?
                You want to be a writer
                But you don’t know how or when
                Find a quiet place
                Use a humble pen

                You want to talk talk talk about it
                All night squawk about
                The ocean and the atmosphere
                Well I’ve been away for a long time
                And it looks like a mess around here
                I’ll be away for a long time
                So here’s how the story goes
                There was an old woman
                Who lived in a shoe
                She was baking a cinnamon pie
                She fell asleep in a washing machine
                Woke up in a hurricane eye
                Monkey!!!

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                • Centerfield
                  John Fogerty


                  Well, beat the drum and hold the phone - the sun came out today
                  We're born again, there's new grass on the field
                  Roundin' third, and headed for home, it's a brown-eyed handsome man
                  Anyone can understand the way I feel

                  {Refrain}
                  Oh, put me in, coach - I'm ready to play today
                  Put me in, coach - I'm ready to play today
                  Look at me, I can be center field

                  Well, I spent some time in the Mudville Nine, watchin' it from the bench
                  You know I took some lumps when the Mighty Case struck out
                  So Say Hey Willie, Taylor Cobb and Joe DiMaggio
                  Don't say it ain't so" you know the time is now

                  {Refrain}
                  Oh, put me in, coach - I'm ready to play today
                  Put me in, coach - I'm ready to play today
                  Look at me, I can be center field

                  Yeah! I got it, I got it

                  Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat, and brand-new pair of shoes
                  You know I think it's time to give this game a ride
                  Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all - a moment in the sun
                  It's gone and you can tell that one goodbye

                  {Refrain}
                  Oh, put me in, coach - I'm ready to play today
                  Put me in, coach - I'm ready to play today
                  Look at me, I can be center field
                  {Refrain}
                  Oh, put me in, coach - I'm ready to play today
                  Put me in, coach - I'm ready to play today
                  Look at me, I can be center field
                  Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                  "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                  He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

                  Comment


                  • another translated - not by me so it's good

                    March of the Spirit

                    Angelos Sikelianos


                    As I threw the final torch into the hearth,
                    (Torch of my life closed in time),
                    Into the hearth of your new freedom, Greece !
                    My soul suddenly lit up as if
                    All space were copper or as if
                    The holy cell of Herakleitos were around me,
                    Where, for years,
                    He forged his thoughts on Eternity
                    And hung them like weapons
                    In the Temple of Ephesus. . .

                    II. (Second singer)

                    Gigantic thoughts,
                    Like clouds of fire or islands of purple
                    In a mythical sunset,
                    Lit up in my mind,
                    Suddenly my whole life flared up
                    In concern for your new freedom, Greece !

                    So I did not say:
                    This is the light of my funeral pyre…
                    I said, I am the torch of your history,
                    So let my abandoned body burn like a torch.
                    With this torch
                    Marching upright, as at the final hour
                    I shall light up every corner of the Universe,
                    I shall open the road to the soul,
                    To the spirit, to your body, Greece.

                    I spoke and went forward
                    Holding my burning liver
                    On your Caucasus,
                    Every step of mine
                    Was the first, and was, I thought, the last.
                    My naked foot trod in your blood,
                    My naked foot brushed against your bodies,
                    For my body, my face, my entire spirit
                    Was mirrored, as in a lake, in your blood.
                    There, in such a scarlet mirror, Greece

                    A bottomless mirror, a mirror of abyss
                    Of your freedom and your thirst,. I saw myself
                    Moulded out of heavy red clay
                    A new Adam of the newest creation
                    That we plan to create for you, Greece.

                    III. (Third singer)

                    And I said:
                    I know it, yes I know that your gods
                    The Olympians have become. an earthly foundation
                    For we have buried them deep, lest foreigners find them.
                    The foundations have been strengthened twice and thrice
                    With the bones our enemies have buried above…
                    And I know that for libations and vows
                    For the new Temple we have dreamt for you, Greece
                    Days and nights more brothers have killed each other
                    Than lambs slaughtered for Easter…

                    IV. (First singer)

                    Fate and your Fate is mine threefold
                    And from Love, the great creator Love
                    Now that my soul has hardened and penetrates
                    Right into the mud and on to your blood to mould
                    Today I call with it to all comrades:

                    V. (Second singer and choir)

                    Forward: Help us raise the sun over Greece
                    Forward: Help us raise the sun over the whole world.
                    Look, its wheel is deeply stuck in the mud,
                    Look, its axle is deeply sunk in the blood.
                    Forward lads, the sun cannot rise alone
                    Push with knee and chest to get it out of the mud
                    Push with chest and knee to get it out of the blood.
                    Look how we blood brothers lean upon it
                    Forward brothers, it has surrounded us by fire
                    Forward, forward, its flame has engulfed us.

                    VI. (First singer)

                    Forward creators. . .Your burdened thrust
                    Support with heads and feet lest the sun sink.

                    Help me as well brothers, lest I sink too.
                    It is already on me, in me and around me,
                    I have been turning in a sacred dizziness with it.
                    The cruppers of a thousand bulls hold its base

                    A two-headed eagle above me
                    Shakes its wings and its scream
                    Resounds in my head and in my soul,
                    The far and near are one for me
                    Unheard heavy harmonies surround me.
                    Forward comrades, help raise the sun
                    So that it may become a spirit.

                    VII. (Second singer and choir)

                    The new Word approaches. It will colour everything
                    In its new flame, mind and body, pure steel.
                    Our earth has had enough human flesh
                    Fat and fertile, we must not let our soil
                    Dry up after the heavy blood bath
                    Richer and deeper than any first rains.
                    Tomorrow all must go out with twelve pairs of oxen
                    And plough this blood-drenched land.
                    The laurel must blossom and become the tree of life
                    Our vine must spread to the ends of the Universe.
                    Forward lads, the sun cannot rise alone
                    Push with knee and chest to get it out of the mud
                    Push with chest and knee to get it out of the blood
                    Push with hands and heads that the sun may shine on the Spirit.

                    VIII. (First singer)

                    Thus as I threw the final torch into the hearth
                    (Torch of my life closed in time),
                    Into the hearth of your new freedom, Greece.
                    Suddenly my cry was strongly raised, as if
                    All space were copper, or as if
                    The holy cel1 of Herakleitos were around me,
                    Where, for years,
                    He forged his thoughts on Eternity
                    And hung them like weapons
                    In the Temple of Ephesus…
                    Just as I cried to you, comrades !

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                    • I GOT STONED AND I MISSED IT
                      Shel Silverstein



                      I was sitting in my basement.
                      I just rolled myself a taste
                      Of something green and gold and glorious
                      To get me through the day.
                      Then my friend yelled through the transom
                      "Grab your coat and get your hat son,
                      There's a nut down on the corner,
                      Givin' dollar bills away"

                      But I laid around a bit
                      Then I had another hit.
                      Then I rolled myself a bauma.
                      Then I thought about my mama.
                      Then I fooled around, played around,
                      Jacked around a while and then...

                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned and it rolled right by.
                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned... oh me... oh my.

                      It took seven months of urgin'
                      Just to get that local virgin
                      With the sweet face, up to my place
                      To fool around a bit.
                      Next day she woke up rosy,
                      And she snuggled up so cozy.
                      When she asked me how I liked it,
                      Lord it hurts me to admit...

                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned and it rolled right by.
                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned... oh me... oh my.

                      I'm makin' no excuses
                      For the many things I uses
                      Just to sweeten up my relationships
                      And brighten up my day.
                      When my earthly race is over
                      And I'm ready for the clover
                      And they ask me how my life has been
                      I guess I'll have to say...

                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned and it rolled right by.
                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned and I missed it.
                      I got stoned... oh me... oh my.
                      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

                      Comment


                      • Born And Raised In Black And White
                        Brooks & Dunn



                        The wind blows hard across the Texas plains
                        Makes some people go insane
                        While others quietly pray for rain
                        The's where we came from

                        Two boys playing in the burning sun
                        One with books and one with guns
                        Mama calls but just one comes
                        The other one runs

                        With a Christian sense of wrong and right
                        We were born and raised in black and white
                        One learned to pray, one learned to fight
                        We were born and raised in black and white

                        My brother took to the gospel road
                        Spent his whole life saving souls
                        When he looked at me and his blook ran cold
                        He didnt even try

                        I had no dreams and I had no plans
                        But a gun felt good in my right hand
                        Warden said 'How come you killed that man?'
                        I said 'I dont know why'

                        Welcome home sayd the hot moonlight
                        We were born and rasied in black and white
                        One lives to pray, one wants to die
                        We were born and rasied in black and white
                        We were born and rasied in black and white

                        Someone handed me a cigarette
                        They offered me my last request
                        I asked my moral soul be blessed
                        By someone close to me

                        I came to him with trembling hands
                        I swore I'd never understand
                        He said its just what life had planned
                        It's destiny

                        So dont waste your tears on me tonight
                        We were born and rasied in black and white
                        You chose the dark, I chase the light
                        We were born and rasied in black and white
                        We were born and rasied in black and white

                        The wind blows hard across the Texas plains
                        Makes some people go insane
                        While others quietly pray for rain
                        Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                        "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                        He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

                        Comment


                        • Eleutheria Arvanitaki

                          The earth changes


                          The zero I’ll make to a circle
                          And inside there I’ll be dancing
                          Even if I don’t know where I’m going
                          Even if I don’t know what I’m looking for

                          I nullify my life
                          That means I start anew
                          I nullify my life
                          I’m never going back

                          We set the brakes on fire
                          And we're only left with the accelerator
                          With high speeds
                          Only the earth changes
                          Like that only the earth changes

                          We set the brakes on fire
                          And we only have the accelerator
                          Everything has become ashes
                          My past has burned
                          All of my belongings
                          In my heart and in my mind

                          We set the brakes on fire
                          And we're only left with the accelerator
                          With high speeds
                          Only the earth changes
                          Like that only the earth changes



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                          • Yannis Paulopoulos

                            The Statue

                            Yesterday, midnight and something, I strolled down
                            To that little plaza where I met you
                            Some statue who saw me, remembered me
                            Some statue who saw me, remembered me
                            And to listen to my pain he didn't deny
                            And to listen to my pain he didn't deny

                            I've talked to him about you and about me
                            And his eyes overwhelmed with tears and he kept crying
                            I've told him of your behavior and of your other stuff
                            I've told him of your behavior and of your other stuff
                            Your unforgivable errours, your great onces
                            Your unforgivable errours, your great onces

                            And then such tears, my God, caught me too
                            That they found me a rag at dawn
                            With the statue to the road we walked on
                            With the statue to the road we walked on
                            He wiped my eyes and we parted
                            He wiped my eyes and we parted

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                            • Two For Tuesday, Don Gibson 1928-2003

                              Oh Lonesome Me


                              Everybody's going out and having fun
                              I'm a fool for staying home and having none.
                              I can't get over how she set me free.
                              Oh, lonesome me.

                              There must be some way that I can lose these lonesome blues
                              Forget about my past and find someone new
                              I've thought of everything from A to Z
                              Oh, lonesome me.

                              I'll bet she's not like me.
                              She's out and fancy free,
                              Flirting with the boys with all her charms
                              But I still love her so,
                              And brother don't you know
                              I'd welcome her right back here in my arms

                              --------------------------------------------------------------

                              Blue, Blue Day


                              It's been a blue, blue day
                              I feel like runnin' away
                              I feel like runnin' away from it all

                              My love has been untrue
                              She's found somebody new
                              It's been a blue, blue day for me

                              I feel like cryin', dying'
                              What can I do
                              Fell like praying', sayin'
                              I'm glad we're through

                              It's been a blue, blue day
                              I feel like runnin' away
                              I feel like runnin' away from the blues

                              I cannot make believe
                              That I don't sit and grieve
                              It's been a blue, blue day for me

                              I can't pretend and say
                              That I don't love her anyway
                              It's been a blue, blue day for me

                              I feel like cryin', dying'
                              What can I do
                              Fell like praying', sayin'
                              I'm glad we're through

                              It's been a blue, blue day
                              I feel like runnin' away
                              I feel like runnin' away from the blues
                              Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                              "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                              He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                              • Maria Farantouri

                                The Smiling Child

                                It was 18 of November there at Makroum in front
                                The tactical angels arrived with the transports
                                The children of the Popular Army were anticipating them
                                And with their grenades they pulverized them

                                It was morning of August there at the rosedawn
                                I went outside to take air amongst the flowered land
                                I see a daughter cry, heartbreakingly lamentating
                                Brake my heart, the smiling child is lost

                                He had valor and spirit and I will eternally lamentate
                                His lively walk, his sweet laugh

                                Anathema the hour, curse the instant
                                Anathema the hour, curse the instant

                                Our enemies killed the smiling child
                                Our enemies killed the smiling child

                                Only if he was killed at the leader’s side
                                And only if from an englishman’s bullet he had gone
                                From hunger strike inside the prison
                                It would have been my honor that I lost the smiling child.

                                My royal love with love I’ll be telling you
                                For what you’ve done I’ll eternally weep for you
                                For you’ve destroyed all our enemies
                                For you’ve destroyed all our enemies

                                Glory and honor to the unforgettable smiling child
                                Glory and honor to the unforgettable smiling child

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