25-10-2010
"Life engenders life. Energy creates energy. It is by spending oneself that one becomes rich."
Sarah Bernhardt - French actress (1844 - 1923)
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Heartwork
24-10-2010
Apart from my true me, betrayed my own sympathy
Upon its horror and solitude, sleeping in pain vain and nude
Dreams and thoughts are lost, my material presence unfleshed
Spiritual soul, a whole void world, feelings self-meshed
I'll merge like a dream,
In thin air a being I'll seem
A slave to wishes and anger
Inner soul into a blank page,
You'll feel the fire within,
Desire the things unseen
Enchanted by the dark,
I'll work your heart into mine
Despair is a vague dream, my heart weeps for
Visions life contained, sorrow came here no more
I'm cursed by the dark, by the emptiness of fate
Fading lives into oblivion, waiting for the light yet to come
Remembering vaguely, my life long left,
Where the moon's vague misery, takes me away from me
Now to think is to falter, what's known is unknown,
Sight turns to blindness, I dream and grieve
Assemblent
Apart from my true me, betrayed my own sympathy
Upon its horror and solitude, sleeping in pain vain and nude
Dreams and thoughts are lost, my material presence unfleshed
Spiritual soul, a whole void world, feelings self-meshed
I'll merge like a dream,
In thin air a being I'll seem
A slave to wishes and anger
Inner soul into a blank page,
You'll feel the fire within,
Desire the things unseen
Enchanted by the dark,
I'll work your heart into mine
Despair is a vague dream, my heart weeps for
Visions life contained, sorrow came here no more
I'm cursed by the dark, by the emptiness of fate
Fading lives into oblivion, waiting for the light yet to come
Remembering vaguely, my life long left,
Where the moon's vague misery, takes me away from me
Now to think is to falter, what's known is unknown,
Sight turns to blindness, I dream and grieve
Assemblent
About Nothing
23-10-2010
RUSSELL: So, what have you two come up with?
JERRY: Well, we've thought about this in a variety of ways. But the basic idea is I will play myself-
GEORGE: (Interrupting) May I?
JERRY: Go ahead.
GEORGE: I think I can sum up the show for you with one word: NOTHING.
RUSSELL: Nothing?
GEORGE: (Smiling) Nothing.
RUSSELL: (Unimpressed) What does that mean?
GEORGE: The show is about nothing.
JERRY: (To George) Well, it's not about nothing.
GEORGE: (To Jerry) No, it's about nothing.
JERRY: Well, maybe in philosophy. But, even nothing is something.
(Jerry and George glare at each other. The receptionist enters)
Receptionist: Mr. Dalrymple, your niece is on the phone.
RUSSELL: I'll call back.
(Receptionist leaves)
GEORGE: (Attempting to spell his last name) D-A-L-R-I-M-P-E-L?
RUSSELL: (Obviously dislikes George) Not even close.
GEORGE: Is it with a "y"?
RUSSELL: No.
SUSAN:What's the premise?
JERRY: ..Well, as I was saying, I would play myself, and, as a comedian, living in New York, I have a friend, a neighbor, and an ex-girlfriend, which is all true.
GEORGE: Yeah, but nothing happens on the show. You see, it's just like life. You know, you eat, you go shopping, you read.. You eat, you read, You go shopping.
RUSSELL: You read? You read on the show?
JERRY: Well, I don't know about the reading.. We didn't discuss the reading.
RUSSELL: All right, tell me, tell me about the stories. What kind of stories?
GEORGE: Oh, no. No stories.
RUSSELL: No stories? So, what is it?
GEORGE: (Showing an example) What'd you do today?
RUSSELL: I got up and came to work.
GEORGE: There's a show. That's a show.
RUSSELL: (Confused) How is that a show?
JERRY: Well, uh, maybe something happens on the way to work.
GEORGE: No, no, no. Nothing happens.
JERRY: Well, something happens.
RUSSELL: Well, why am I watching it?
GEORGE: Because it's on TV.
RUSSELL: Not yet.
GEORGE: Okay, uh, look, if you want to just keep on doing the same old thing, then maybe this idea is not for you. I, for one, am not going to compromise my artistic integrity. And I'll tell you something else, this is the show and we're not going to change it. (To Jerry) Right?
(A moment passes)
JERRY: (To Russell) How about this: I manage a circus..
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RUSSELL: So, what have you two come up with?
JERRY: Well, we've thought about this in a variety of ways. But the basic idea is I will play myself-
GEORGE: (Interrupting) May I?
JERRY: Go ahead.
GEORGE: I think I can sum up the show for you with one word: NOTHING.
RUSSELL: Nothing?
GEORGE: (Smiling) Nothing.
RUSSELL: (Unimpressed) What does that mean?
GEORGE: The show is about nothing.
JERRY: (To George) Well, it's not about nothing.
GEORGE: (To Jerry) No, it's about nothing.
JERRY: Well, maybe in philosophy. But, even nothing is something.
(Jerry and George glare at each other. The receptionist enters)
Receptionist: Mr. Dalrymple, your niece is on the phone.
RUSSELL: I'll call back.
(Receptionist leaves)
GEORGE: (Attempting to spell his last name) D-A-L-R-I-M-P-E-L?
RUSSELL: (Obviously dislikes George) Not even close.
GEORGE: Is it with a "y"?
RUSSELL: No.
SUSAN:What's the premise?
JERRY: ..Well, as I was saying, I would play myself, and, as a comedian, living in New York, I have a friend, a neighbor, and an ex-girlfriend, which is all true.
GEORGE: Yeah, but nothing happens on the show. You see, it's just like life. You know, you eat, you go shopping, you read.. You eat, you read, You go shopping.
RUSSELL: You read? You read on the show?
JERRY: Well, I don't know about the reading.. We didn't discuss the reading.
RUSSELL: All right, tell me, tell me about the stories. What kind of stories?
GEORGE: Oh, no. No stories.
RUSSELL: No stories? So, what is it?
GEORGE: (Showing an example) What'd you do today?
RUSSELL: I got up and came to work.
GEORGE: There's a show. That's a show.
RUSSELL: (Confused) How is that a show?
JERRY: Well, uh, maybe something happens on the way to work.
GEORGE: No, no, no. Nothing happens.
JERRY: Well, something happens.
RUSSELL: Well, why am I watching it?
GEORGE: Because it's on TV.
RUSSELL: Not yet.
GEORGE: Okay, uh, look, if you want to just keep on doing the same old thing, then maybe this idea is not for you. I, for one, am not going to compromise my artistic integrity. And I'll tell you something else, this is the show and we're not going to change it. (To Jerry) Right?
(A moment passes)
JERRY: (To Russell) How about this: I manage a circus..
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Concern
22-10-2010
"The moment a little boy is concerned with which is a jay and which is a sparrow, he can no longer see the birds or hear them sing."
Eric Berne - US (Canadian-born) psychologist (1910 - 1970)
"The moment a little boy is concerned with which is a jay and which is a sparrow, he can no longer see the birds or hear them sing."
Eric Berne - US (Canadian-born) psychologist (1910 - 1970)
Monolith Of Doubt
21-10-2010
The ordeal has begun
To oblige the unknown, within me
As I drown
Cannot remember, cannot think
As I sink, deep...
Near the monolith of doubt
Creeps the fear
The fear to lose yourself
In the severe reflection
I don't know
A flashing moment that froze in me
My whole existence passed by
Through the trusted eyes of a mirror
But it wasn't me I could see
This monolith of everything that I have been
Is vacillated and aghast
The inexorable time has taught me once again
That my features will change and macerate me
See, it's me, my monolith of doubt
After Forever
The ordeal has begun
To oblige the unknown, within me
As I drown
Cannot remember, cannot think
As I sink, deep...
Near the monolith of doubt
Creeps the fear
The fear to lose yourself
In the severe reflection
I don't know
A flashing moment that froze in me
My whole existence passed by
Through the trusted eyes of a mirror
But it wasn't me I could see
This monolith of everything that I have been
Is vacillated and aghast
The inexorable time has taught me once again
That my features will change and macerate me
See, it's me, my monolith of doubt
After Forever
Shame
20-10-2010
Charlotte - You have done nothing for which you should be ashamed.
Benjamin Martin - I have done nothin. And for that I am ashamed.
Patriot
Charlotte - You have done nothing for which you should be ashamed.
Benjamin Martin - I have done nothin. And for that I am ashamed.
Patriot
O Anzol
18-10-2010
Ai eu já pensei mandar pintar o céu
Em tons de azul, pra ser original
Só depois notei que azul já ele é
Houve alguém que teve ideia igual
Eu não sei se hei-de fugir
Ou morder o anzol
Já não há nada de novo aqui
Debaixo do sol
Já me persegui por becos e ruelas
De horror, caminhos sem saída
Até que me perdi sozinha sem saber
De que cor vou pintar a minha vida
Eu não sei se hei-de fugir
Ou morder o anzol
Já não há nada de novo aqui
Debaixo do sol
Eu não sei se hei-de fugir
Ou morder o anzol
Já não há nada de novo aqui
Debaixo do sol
Rádio Macau
Ai eu já pensei mandar pintar o céu
Em tons de azul, pra ser original
Só depois notei que azul já ele é
Houve alguém que teve ideia igual
Eu não sei se hei-de fugir
Ou morder o anzol
Já não há nada de novo aqui
Debaixo do sol
Já me persegui por becos e ruelas
De horror, caminhos sem saída
Até que me perdi sozinha sem saber
De que cor vou pintar a minha vida
Eu não sei se hei-de fugir
Ou morder o anzol
Já não há nada de novo aqui
Debaixo do sol
Eu não sei se hei-de fugir
Ou morder o anzol
Já não há nada de novo aqui
Debaixo do sol
Rádio Macau
Who Are They?
17-10-2010
RECEPTIONIST: They're ready for you.
GEORGE: Okay, okay. Look, you do all the talking, okay?
JERRY: Relax. Who are they?
GEORGE: Yeah, they're not better than me.
JERRY: Course not.
GEORGE: Who are they?
JERRY: They're nobody.
GEORGE: What about me?
JERRY: What about you?
GEORGE: Why them? Why not me?
JERRY: Why not you?
GEORGE: I'm as good as them.
JERRY: Better.
GEORGE: You really think so?
JERRY: No.
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RECEPTIONIST: They're ready for you.
GEORGE: Okay, okay. Look, you do all the talking, okay?
JERRY: Relax. Who are they?
GEORGE: Yeah, they're not better than me.
JERRY: Course not.
GEORGE: Who are they?
JERRY: They're nobody.
GEORGE: What about me?
JERRY: What about you?
GEORGE: Why them? Why not me?
JERRY: Why not you?
GEORGE: I'm as good as them.
JERRY: Better.
GEORGE: You really think so?
JERRY: No.
Seinfeld
The Power Of Love
16-10-2010
"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace."
Jimi Hendrix
"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace."
Jimi Hendrix
Pedofilia Santa
15-10-2010
catequese de ódio dentro de mim
inquisição de merda vem vindo ai
habemus papam senil macacada
pedofilia santa dogmas da utopia
sagrada hipocrisia não tem mais fim
geriatria é fogo no estopim
bomba moral na igreja desgraçada
o bento te convida pra orgia na sacristia
desacreditei
nunca concordei
não me emocionei
desconectei
a sociologia tenta explicar
toda antipatia em dose cavalar
parâmetros sem nexo prometo estudar
um jovem coroinha pelado no altar!
Ratos de Porão
catequese de ódio dentro de mim
inquisição de merda vem vindo ai
habemus papam senil macacada
pedofilia santa dogmas da utopia
sagrada hipocrisia não tem mais fim
geriatria é fogo no estopim
bomba moral na igreja desgraçada
o bento te convida pra orgia na sacristia
desacreditei
nunca concordei
não me emocionei
desconectei
a sociologia tenta explicar
toda antipatia em dose cavalar
parâmetros sem nexo prometo estudar
um jovem coroinha pelado no altar!
Ratos de Porão
Crazy Joe Devola
14-10-2010
[Jerry looks into hallway]
JERRY: Oh God, it's Joe Devola.
GEORGE: Who?
JERRY: This guy's a writer, he's a total nut. I think he goes to the same shrink as Elaine. Oh God he saw me.
DEVOLA: Hello Jerry.
JERRY: Hey Joe! HOW YOU DOING?
DEVOLA: You're under no obligation to shake my hand.
JERRY: Oh, no, Just a custom. Uh, THAT'S MY FRIEND GEORGE. YOU LOOK GOOD.
DEVOLA: Why shouldn't I look good?
JERRY: Oh, no reason. You're into karate right?
DEVOLA: You want to hit me?
JERRY: What are you doing here?
DEVOLA: I dropped a script off.
JERRY: AH, GOOD FOR YOU. [they stare at each other] Well, ...
DEVOLA: You don't have to say anything.
JERRY: No, Uh, hey I guess I'll see you Sunday night.
DEVOLA: Why?
JERRY: Kramer's party.
DEVOLA: Kramer's ... having ... a ... party?
JERRY: No, no, he's not having a party. He's doing something. I don't know what it is. It's nothing. He's not doing anything.
DEVOLA: Gee, I thought Kramer and I were very close friends.
JERRY: No, I'm sure you are. I'm sure you are very close friends. Very close. [Crazy Joe leaves] Give my best to Hinckley.
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[Jerry looks into hallway]
JERRY: Oh God, it's Joe Devola.
GEORGE: Who?
JERRY: This guy's a writer, he's a total nut. I think he goes to the same shrink as Elaine. Oh God he saw me.
DEVOLA: Hello Jerry.
JERRY: Hey Joe! HOW YOU DOING?
DEVOLA: You're under no obligation to shake my hand.
JERRY: Oh, no, Just a custom. Uh, THAT'S MY FRIEND GEORGE. YOU LOOK GOOD.
DEVOLA: Why shouldn't I look good?
JERRY: Oh, no reason. You're into karate right?
DEVOLA: You want to hit me?
JERRY: What are you doing here?
DEVOLA: I dropped a script off.
JERRY: AH, GOOD FOR YOU. [they stare at each other] Well, ...
DEVOLA: You don't have to say anything.
JERRY: No, Uh, hey I guess I'll see you Sunday night.
DEVOLA: Why?
JERRY: Kramer's party.
DEVOLA: Kramer's ... having ... a ... party?
JERRY: No, no, he's not having a party. He's doing something. I don't know what it is. It's nothing. He's not doing anything.
DEVOLA: Gee, I thought Kramer and I were very close friends.
JERRY: No, I'm sure you are. I'm sure you are very close friends. Very close. [Crazy Joe leaves] Give my best to Hinckley.
Seinfeld
Known To Unknown
13-10-2010
"Man can learn nothing unless he proceeds from the known to the unknown."
Claude Bernard - French physiologist (1813 - 1878)
"Man can learn nothing unless he proceeds from the known to the unknown."
Claude Bernard - French physiologist (1813 - 1878)
A Trip At The Brain
12-10-2010
I gotta gotta take a trip, gotta take
a trip out of this place
I gotta gotta get away, get away from the human race
I don't know what I'll see, don't even know what I'll find
I don't know what to pack, never
been to a trip at the mind
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain.
Do you know what I'm saying
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain.
Well I'm going insane
I took a wrong turn and ended up at my heart
I t could barely even pump no blood it
was so thrashed and torn apart
Thank it for working overtime in pain and misery
Then I set back on the trail, headed for my destiny
Fly with me
Flying free
Tripping
You must be tripping
Trip, trip, tripping
Ya ya ya ya you're tripping
I cannot stop this trip, I forgot to pack the brakes
Crashed straight into a concrete wall of my mistakes
Ended up in a cemetary of a thousand wasted days
But that's alright with me, cause that's
where most of my memories lay
I gotta gotta take a trip, gotta take a trip out of this place
I gotta gotta get away, get away from the human race
I don't know what I'll see, don't even know what I'll find
I don't know what to pack, never been to a trip at the mind
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain
Do you know what I'm saying?
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain
Well I'm going insane
I took a wrong turn and ended up at my heart
I t could barely even pump no blood it was so thrashed and
torn apart
Thank it for working overtime in pain and misery
Then I set back on the trail, headed for my destiny
Fly with me
Flying free
Tripping
You must be tripping
Trip, trip, tripping
Ya ya ya ya you're tripping
I cannot stop this trip, I forgot to pack the brakes
Crashed straight into a concrete wall of my mistakes
Ended up in a cemetary of a thousand wasted days
But that's alright with me, cause that's where most of my
memories lay
Heavy Tripping
Gotta get away, Gotta gotta Gotta Gotta get away
Gotta get away gotta get away
I'M gonna take that trip
Welcome, cause I'm the host with the most
no heres a little toast,
I'm thinking nothing case your wicked mind of course
I lays inside your fears, make you average to the pain
You can talk all you want,but nothing doin better here
in situations, Exaspiration,
A simple demonstration you need experimentation
A spliff which, Stiff lip, every little Tiff
there nothing like a bottom eater keeping for some fein of fame
That you gain from your personal pain, well it's so insane
but wont you keep on playing,if a spliff lies stiff,
got caught up in another child of pain
Another shrink can buy his wife another mink
Well let me tell you what I think, I think I think I think I
Gotta getta, Gotta get away, Gotta, Gotta get away Gotta get away
I'm just trippin,
Trippin Trip Trippin'
Never volatile my mothers scared of me
You Gotta get away, they said their gonna freak, but that's the other cheek
Gotta trip Gotta Trip Gotta Trip Gotta
Shes at a liquor store she looks all down trodden
Gotta take a trip, Gotta take a trip
A real trip,aint about being hip
Everybodies tripping tripping tripping tripping tripping
just don't snap do it because your the chef
Get away gotta get away away
get a simple observation, mind evaluation,
take your head and slam it in a rage
Take that trip to the brain, Take that trip to the brain
Everybody's gotta go get up
You gotta gotta gotta take that trip to the brain
Suicidal Tendencies
I gotta gotta take a trip, gotta take
a trip out of this place
I gotta gotta get away, get away from the human race
I don't know what I'll see, don't even know what I'll find
I don't know what to pack, never
been to a trip at the mind
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain.
Do you know what I'm saying
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain.
Well I'm going insane
I took a wrong turn and ended up at my heart
I t could barely even pump no blood it
was so thrashed and torn apart
Thank it for working overtime in pain and misery
Then I set back on the trail, headed for my destiny
Fly with me
Flying free
Tripping
You must be tripping
Trip, trip, tripping
Ya ya ya ya you're tripping
I cannot stop this trip, I forgot to pack the brakes
Crashed straight into a concrete wall of my mistakes
Ended up in a cemetary of a thousand wasted days
But that's alright with me, cause that's
where most of my memories lay
I gotta gotta take a trip, gotta take a trip out of this place
I gotta gotta get away, get away from the human race
I don't know what I'll see, don't even know what I'll find
I don't know what to pack, never been to a trip at the mind
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain
Do you know what I'm saying?
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain
Well I'm going insane
I took a wrong turn and ended up at my heart
I t could barely even pump no blood it was so thrashed and
torn apart
Thank it for working overtime in pain and misery
Then I set back on the trail, headed for my destiny
Fly with me
Flying free
Tripping
You must be tripping
Trip, trip, tripping
Ya ya ya ya you're tripping
I cannot stop this trip, I forgot to pack the brakes
Crashed straight into a concrete wall of my mistakes
Ended up in a cemetary of a thousand wasted days
But that's alright with me, cause that's where most of my
memories lay
Heavy Tripping
Gotta get away, Gotta gotta Gotta Gotta get away
Gotta get away gotta get away
I'M gonna take that trip
Welcome, cause I'm the host with the most
no heres a little toast,
I'm thinking nothing case your wicked mind of course
I lays inside your fears, make you average to the pain
You can talk all you want,but nothing doin better here
in situations, Exaspiration,
A simple demonstration you need experimentation
A spliff which, Stiff lip, every little Tiff
there nothing like a bottom eater keeping for some fein of fame
That you gain from your personal pain, well it's so insane
but wont you keep on playing,if a spliff lies stiff,
got caught up in another child of pain
Another shrink can buy his wife another mink
Well let me tell you what I think, I think I think I think I
Gotta getta, Gotta get away, Gotta, Gotta get away Gotta get away
I'm just trippin,
Trippin Trip Trippin'
Never volatile my mothers scared of me
You Gotta get away, they said their gonna freak, but that's the other cheek
Gotta trip Gotta Trip Gotta Trip Gotta
Shes at a liquor store she looks all down trodden
Gotta take a trip, Gotta take a trip
A real trip,aint about being hip
Everybodies tripping tripping tripping tripping tripping
just don't snap do it because your the chef
Get away gotta get away away
get a simple observation, mind evaluation,
take your head and slam it in a rage
Take that trip to the brain, Take that trip to the brain
Everybody's gotta go get up
You gotta gotta gotta take that trip to the brain
Suicidal Tendencies
Try To Catch Up
11-10-2010
Bill Cabot - What's the t-shirt say?
Depot worker - I am a born technician. If you see me running, try to catch up.
The Sum Of All Fears
Bill Cabot - What's the t-shirt say?
Depot worker - I am a born technician. If you see me running, try to catch up.
The Sum Of All Fears
Corruption
10-10-2010
"The first sign of corruption in a society that is still alive is that the end justifies the means."
Georges Bernanos, "Why Freedom?" The Last Essays of Georges Bernanos, 1955 - (1888 - 1948)
"The first sign of corruption in a society that is still alive is that the end justifies the means."
Georges Bernanos, "Why Freedom?" The Last Essays of Georges Bernanos, 1955 - (1888 - 1948)
Faustian Spirit Of The Earth
09-10-2010
Gather your modalistic interchange ability,
it would demandno reliability
Holism; partly modified, partly unified
Seems like you are subtle to the last
Faith and honour, portrayed liike a bench
by which slaughter is proceeded
Insurrectonal by wrench,
no more prosperity for you,
it took all you ever had
Return my Faustian Spirit of the Earth
Grace completes nature, yet abolishes it
It shows how you're constantly
being on alert
Ambiguity; like a vernacular pendulum,
back and forth
Redemption; you should never judge
me and my children,
omissioned by your failures only
Attempting to touch your
erroneous ideology
For all what I am worth; return my
Faustian Spirit of the Earth
Aborym
Gather your modalistic interchange ability,
it would demandno reliability
Holism; partly modified, partly unified
Seems like you are subtle to the last
Faith and honour, portrayed liike a bench
by which slaughter is proceeded
Insurrectonal by wrench,
no more prosperity for you,
it took all you ever had
Return my Faustian Spirit of the Earth
Grace completes nature, yet abolishes it
It shows how you're constantly
being on alert
Ambiguity; like a vernacular pendulum,
back and forth
Redemption; you should never judge
me and my children,
omissioned by your failures only
Attempting to touch your
erroneous ideology
For all what I am worth; return my
Faustian Spirit of the Earth
Aborym
Pretty Good
08-10-2010
[ NBC reception area)
(Jerry and George are waiting)
JERRY: (To himself) Salsa, seltzer. Hey, excuse me, you got any salsa? No, not selzer, salsa. (George doesn't react) What's the matter?
GEORGE: (Nervous) Nothing.
JERRY: You sure? You look a little pale.
GEORGE: No, I'm fine. I'm good. I'm very good.
JERRY: What, are you nervous?
GEORGE: No, not nervous. I'm good, very good. (A beat, then he snaps) I can't do this! Can't do this!
JERRY: What?
GEORGE: I can't do this! I can't do it. I have tried. I'm here. It's impossible.
JERRY: This was your idea!
GEORGE: What idea? I just said something. I didn't know you were going to listen to me.
JERRY: Dont' worry about it. They're just TV executives.
GEORGE: They're men with jobs, Jerry! They wear suits and ties. They're married, they have secretaries.
JERRY: I told you not to come.
GEORGE: I need some water. I gotta get some water.
JERRY: They'll give us water in there.
GEORGE: Really? That's pretty good.
Seinfeld
[ NBC reception area)
(Jerry and George are waiting)
JERRY: (To himself) Salsa, seltzer. Hey, excuse me, you got any salsa? No, not selzer, salsa. (George doesn't react) What's the matter?
GEORGE: (Nervous) Nothing.
JERRY: You sure? You look a little pale.
GEORGE: No, I'm fine. I'm good. I'm very good.
JERRY: What, are you nervous?
GEORGE: No, not nervous. I'm good, very good. (A beat, then he snaps) I can't do this! Can't do this!
JERRY: What?
GEORGE: I can't do this! I can't do it. I have tried. I'm here. It's impossible.
JERRY: This was your idea!
GEORGE: What idea? I just said something. I didn't know you were going to listen to me.
JERRY: Dont' worry about it. They're just TV executives.
GEORGE: They're men with jobs, Jerry! They wear suits and ties. They're married, they have secretaries.
JERRY: I told you not to come.
GEORGE: I need some water. I gotta get some water.
JERRY: They'll give us water in there.
GEORGE: Really? That's pretty good.
Seinfeld
Mr. Congress Man
07-10-2010
"You can lead a man to Congress, but you can't make him think."
Milton Berle - US television actor & comedian (1908 - 2002)
"You can lead a man to Congress, but you can't make him think."
Milton Berle - US television actor & comedian (1908 - 2002)
Veil Of Disguise
06-10-2010
I've passed into the afterworld
To a place where light can't intrude
I bear this curse transcending time
My pain denies me your truths
Dreaming to be free, yet damned to eternity
Dreams can set me free for awhile
Chained to this burning, yet only a child
My soul must feed, their blood has made me King
Look deep in my eyes
And see the calm before the
Storm winds of the damned are unveiled
And so with your blood
I feed and quell my hunger
The boy Pharaoh's curse is passed on
Screams of dying, I am back from beyond
Mock my religion, by the power of the God's I am strong
Rebirth through fire shall hold your fears at bay
See in my ancient eyes
Rip through my veil of disguise
Prowl in the darkness, pierce your throat
And your life-force is drained
Now my disciple, I take you and make you my slave
Rebirth through fire can hold your fears at bay
See in my ancient eyes
Rip through my veil of disguise
I have survived the centuries
Waiting for the mankind's demise
Surrender to me, and no longer live in terror
Give into me, or live your life in fear
I will dominate the likes of you
I will hunt you with the rising moon
Just one look from me and you are hypnotized
Frozen by the spell within my eyes
I'm ordained to reign
As I see the sun rise on these ancient sands
My immortal gift lies dying in your hands
Sanctuary
I've passed into the afterworld
To a place where light can't intrude
I bear this curse transcending time
My pain denies me your truths
Dreaming to be free, yet damned to eternity
Dreams can set me free for awhile
Chained to this burning, yet only a child
My soul must feed, their blood has made me King
Look deep in my eyes
And see the calm before the
Storm winds of the damned are unveiled
And so with your blood
I feed and quell my hunger
The boy Pharaoh's curse is passed on
Screams of dying, I am back from beyond
Mock my religion, by the power of the God's I am strong
Rebirth through fire shall hold your fears at bay
See in my ancient eyes
Rip through my veil of disguise
Prowl in the darkness, pierce your throat
And your life-force is drained
Now my disciple, I take you and make you my slave
Rebirth through fire can hold your fears at bay
See in my ancient eyes
Rip through my veil of disguise
I have survived the centuries
Waiting for the mankind's demise
Surrender to me, and no longer live in terror
Give into me, or live your life in fear
I will dominate the likes of you
I will hunt you with the rising moon
Just one look from me and you are hypnotized
Frozen by the spell within my eyes
I'm ordained to reign
As I see the sun rise on these ancient sands
My immortal gift lies dying in your hands
Sanctuary
Peace On Earth And Good Will Toward Men
05-10-2010
(each member of the team makes a request in return of the decryption chip)
Whistler - I want peace on earth and goodwill toward men.
Abbot - Oh, this is ridiculous!
Bishop - He's serious.
Whistler - I want peace on earth and good will toward men.
Abbot - We're the United States government! We don't do that sort of thing.
Bishop - You're just gonna have to try.
Abbot - Alright, I'll see what I can do.
Whistler - Thank you very much. That's all I ask.
Sneakers
(each member of the team makes a request in return of the decryption chip)
Whistler - I want peace on earth and goodwill toward men.
Abbot - Oh, this is ridiculous!
Bishop - He's serious.
Whistler - I want peace on earth and good will toward men.
Abbot - We're the United States government! We don't do that sort of thing.
Bishop - You're just gonna have to try.
Abbot - Alright, I'll see what I can do.
Whistler - Thank you very much. That's all I ask.
Sneakers
Anguish (Or A Pain In The Butt)
04-10-2010
"Every composer knows the anguish and despair occasioned by forgetting ideas which one had no time to write down."
Hector Berlioz - French composer (1803 - 1869)
"Every composer knows the anguish and despair occasioned by forgetting ideas which one had no time to write down."
Hector Berlioz - French composer (1803 - 1869)
Seeds Of Hate
03-10-2010
Look into my eyes
You will see the angst that resides in me
Release these thoughts of emptiness
Show me the true face of anger that reflects on every man
No one hears our cries of hope What must be done to silence their stares
A pale mood, A dying heart, A worthless failure
I will follow the passions of my heart in remembering that there is still hope, this hope's in me and this hope's in you
A pale mood, A dying heart, A worthless failure
I know one day this world will be pure of all these sins by man
We need force but we must keep our composure or we'll be just like the aggressor
Kill these seeds of hate
A Shroud Cast Over
Look into my eyes
You will see the angst that resides in me
Release these thoughts of emptiness
Show me the true face of anger that reflects on every man
No one hears our cries of hope What must be done to silence their stares
A pale mood, A dying heart, A worthless failure
I will follow the passions of my heart in remembering that there is still hope, this hope's in me and this hope's in you
A pale mood, A dying heart, A worthless failure
I know one day this world will be pure of all these sins by man
We need force but we must keep our composure or we'll be just like the aggressor
Kill these seeds of hate
A Shroud Cast Over
Karma Kramer
02-10-2010
[Newman enters]
JERRY: Okay, fine. We'll use Newman.
KRAMER: Newman?
NEWMAN:Use me for what?
JERRY: Nothin' What do you want?
NEWMAN:Well, you'll never guess what happened to me today. I was uh, driving [ Jerry and Kramer turn away] home on the palisades parkway when I looked in the rear view mirror and what did I see? The fuzz. And it's funny because my new radar detector was on. I didn't hear a thing. Isn't that strange?
KRAMER: Yeah. That's strange.
NEWMAN:A radar detector, as I understand it, DETECTS RADAR! WITH A SERIES OF BEEPS AND FLASHING LIGHTS. But oddly, for some reason I didn't hear a thing except for the sound of a police siren.
KRAMER: That's queer uh?
NEWMAN:I WANT MY HELMET BACK! GIVE ME BACK MY HELMET AND YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR THAT TICKET.
KRAMER: Yeah, you better think again Mojumbo.
NEWMAN:You gave me a defective detector. ... Jerry?
JERRY: Buyer beware.
NEWMAN:Are you going to give me back that helmet or not?
KRAMER: No. We had a deal. There are no guarantees in life.
NEWMAN:No, but there's karma, Kramer.
JERRY: Karma Kramer?
Seinfeld
[Newman enters]
JERRY: Okay, fine. We'll use Newman.
KRAMER: Newman?
NEWMAN:Use me for what?
JERRY: Nothin' What do you want?
NEWMAN:Well, you'll never guess what happened to me today. I was uh, driving [ Jerry and Kramer turn away] home on the palisades parkway when I looked in the rear view mirror and what did I see? The fuzz. And it's funny because my new radar detector was on. I didn't hear a thing. Isn't that strange?
KRAMER: Yeah. That's strange.
NEWMAN:A radar detector, as I understand it, DETECTS RADAR! WITH A SERIES OF BEEPS AND FLASHING LIGHTS. But oddly, for some reason I didn't hear a thing except for the sound of a police siren.
KRAMER: That's queer uh?
NEWMAN:I WANT MY HELMET BACK! GIVE ME BACK MY HELMET AND YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR THAT TICKET.
KRAMER: Yeah, you better think again Mojumbo.
NEWMAN:You gave me a defective detector. ... Jerry?
JERRY: Buyer beware.
NEWMAN:Are you going to give me back that helmet or not?
KRAMER: No. We had a deal. There are no guarantees in life.
NEWMAN:No, but there's karma, Kramer.
JERRY: Karma Kramer?
Seinfeld
Instant Vacation
01-10-2010
"Laughter is an instant vacation."
Milton Berle - US television actor & comedian (1908 - 2002)
"Laughter is an instant vacation."
Milton Berle - US television actor & comedian (1908 - 2002)
Sound Chaser
30-09-2010
Faster moment spent spread tales of change within the sound
Counting form through rhythm electric freedom
Moves to counter-balance stars expound our conscience
All to know and see
The look in your eyes
Passing time will reach as nature relays to set the scene
New encounters spark a true fruition
Guiding lines we touch them
Our bodies balance out the waves
As we accelerate our days
To the look in your eyes
From the moment I reached out to hold
I felt a sound
And what touches our soul slowly moves as touch rebounds
And to know that tempo will continue lost in trance of dances
As rhythm takes another turn
As is my want I only reach
To look in your eyes
Yes
Faster moment spent spread tales of change within the sound
Counting form through rhythm electric freedom
Moves to counter-balance stars expound our conscience
All to know and see
The look in your eyes
Passing time will reach as nature relays to set the scene
New encounters spark a true fruition
Guiding lines we touch them
Our bodies balance out the waves
As we accelerate our days
To the look in your eyes
From the moment I reached out to hold
I felt a sound
And what touches our soul slowly moves as touch rebounds
And to know that tempo will continue lost in trance of dances
As rhythm takes another turn
As is my want I only reach
To look in your eyes
Yes
Survival
29-09-2010
Dr. Iris Henmen - It's funny how all living organisms are alike...(She starts crushing a mutated plant)... when the chips are down and the pressure is up, every creature on this earth is interested in one thing only. (the plant scars her palm) Its own survival.
Minority Repor
Dr. Iris Henmen - It's funny how all living organisms are alike...(She starts crushing a mutated plant)... when the chips are down and the pressure is up, every creature on this earth is interested in one thing only. (the plant scars her palm) Its own survival.
Minority Repor
The Toughest Thing About Sucess
28-09-2010
"The toughest thing about success is that you've got to keep on being a success. Talent is only a starting point in this business. You've got to keep on working that talent. Someday I'll reach for it and it won't be there."
Irving Berlin, 1958 - US (Russian-born) songwriter & writer of musicals (1888 - 1989)
"The toughest thing about success is that you've got to keep on being a success. Talent is only a starting point in this business. You've got to keep on working that talent. Someday I'll reach for it and it won't be there."
Irving Berlin, 1958 - US (Russian-born) songwriter & writer of musicals (1888 - 1989)
Vision Thing
27-09-2010
twenty-five whores in the room next door
twenty-five floors and I need more
I'm looking for the can in the candy store
two thousand Hamburg four
and colours I ain't seen before
it's a small world and it smells funny
I'd buy another if it wasn't for the money
take back what I paid
for another motherfucker in a motorcade
in a long black car
witht the prettiest shit
from Panama
when the sirens wail
and the lights flash blue
my vision thing come
slamming through
it's a small world and it smells bad
I'd buy another if I had
back
what I paid
for another motherfucker in a motorcade
slamming through
slamming through
what do wee need to make our world come alive?
what oes it take to make us sing?
while we're waiting for the next one to arrive?
one million points of light
one billion dollar Vision Thing
another black hole in the killing zone
a little more mad in the methedrome
one blinding flash of sense
just like the president's
well, I don't mind
out of my mind
blizzard king
bring it on home
it's a small world and it smells bad
I'd buy another if I had
back
what I paid
for another motherfucker in a motorcade
and a vision thing
and a vision thing
and a ...
sha la la la
what do we need to make our world come alive?
what do we need to make us sing?
while we're waiting for the next one to arrive?
one million points of light
one billion dollar Vision Thing
sha la la la
Sisters Of Mercy
twenty-five whores in the room next door
twenty-five floors and I need more
I'm looking for the can in the candy store
two thousand Hamburg four
and colours I ain't seen before
it's a small world and it smells funny
I'd buy another if it wasn't for the money
take back what I paid
for another motherfucker in a motorcade
in a long black car
witht the prettiest shit
from Panama
when the sirens wail
and the lights flash blue
my vision thing come
slamming through
it's a small world and it smells bad
I'd buy another if I had
back
what I paid
for another motherfucker in a motorcade
slamming through
slamming through
what do wee need to make our world come alive?
what oes it take to make us sing?
while we're waiting for the next one to arrive?
one million points of light
one billion dollar Vision Thing
another black hole in the killing zone
a little more mad in the methedrome
one blinding flash of sense
just like the president's
well, I don't mind
out of my mind
blizzard king
bring it on home
it's a small world and it smells bad
I'd buy another if I had
back
what I paid
for another motherfucker in a motorcade
and a vision thing
and a vision thing
and a ...
sha la la la
what do we need to make our world come alive?
what do we need to make us sing?
while we're waiting for the next one to arrive?
one million points of light
one billion dollar Vision Thing
sha la la la
Sisters Of Mercy
About Nothing
26-09-2010
GEORGE: So, what's happening with the TV show? You come up with anything?
JERRY: No, nothing.
GEORGE: Why don't they have salsa on the table?
JERRY: What do you need salsa for?
GEORGE: Salsa is now the number one condiment in America.
JERRY: You know why? Because people like to say "salsa." "Excuse me, do you have salsa?" "We need more salsa." "Where is the salsa? No salsa?"
GEORGE: You know it must be impossible for a Spanish person to order seltzer and not get salsa. (Angry) "I wanted seltzer, not salsa."
JERRY: "Don't you know the difference between seltzer and salsa?? You have the seltezer after the salsa!"
GEORGE: See, this should be a show. This is the show.
JERRY: What?
GEORGE: This. Just talking.
JERRY: (dismissing) Yeah, right.
GEORGE: I'm really serious. I think that's a good idea.
JERRY: Just talking? Well what's the show about?
GEORGE: It's about nothing.
JERRY: No story?
GEORGE: No forget the story.
JERRY: You've got to have a story.
GEORGE: Who says you gotta have a story? Remember when we were waiting for, for that table in that Chinese restaurant that time? That could be a TV show.
JERRY: And who is on the show? Who are the characters?
GEORGE: I could be a character.
JERRY: You?
GEORGE: Yeah. You could base a character on me.
JERRY: So, on the show, there's a character named George Costanza?
GEORGE: Yeah. There's something wrong with that? I'm a character. People are always saying to me, "You know you're a quite a character."
JERRY: And who else is on the show?
GEORGE: Elaine could be a character. Kramer..
JERRY: Now he's a character. (Pause) So everybody I know is a character on the show.
GEORGE: Right.
JERRY: And it's about nothing?
GEORGE: Absolutely nothing.
JERRY: So you're saying, I go in to NBC, and tell them I got this idea for a show about nothing.
GEORGE: We go into NBC.
JERRY: "We"? Since when are you a writer?
GEORGE: (Scoffs) Writer. We're talking about a sit-com.
JERRY: You want to go with me to NBC?
GEORGE: Yeah. I think we really go something here.
JERRY: What do we got?
GEORGE: An idea.
JERRY: What idea?
GEORGE: An idea for the show.
JERRY: I still don't know what the idea is.
GEORGE: It's about nothing.
JERRY: Right.
GEORGE: Everybody's doing something, we'll do nothing.
JERRY: So, we go into NBC, we tell them we've got an idea for a show about nothing.
GEORGE: Exactly.
JERRY: They say, "What's your show about?" I say, "Nothing."
GEORGE: There you go.
(A moment passes)
JERRY: (Nodding) I think you may have something there.
Seinfeld
GEORGE: So, what's happening with the TV show? You come up with anything?
JERRY: No, nothing.
GEORGE: Why don't they have salsa on the table?
JERRY: What do you need salsa for?
GEORGE: Salsa is now the number one condiment in America.
JERRY: You know why? Because people like to say "salsa." "Excuse me, do you have salsa?" "We need more salsa." "Where is the salsa? No salsa?"
GEORGE: You know it must be impossible for a Spanish person to order seltzer and not get salsa. (Angry) "I wanted seltzer, not salsa."
JERRY: "Don't you know the difference between seltzer and salsa?? You have the seltezer after the salsa!"
GEORGE: See, this should be a show. This is the show.
JERRY: What?
GEORGE: This. Just talking.
JERRY: (dismissing) Yeah, right.
GEORGE: I'm really serious. I think that's a good idea.
JERRY: Just talking? Well what's the show about?
GEORGE: It's about nothing.
JERRY: No story?
GEORGE: No forget the story.
JERRY: You've got to have a story.
GEORGE: Who says you gotta have a story? Remember when we were waiting for, for that table in that Chinese restaurant that time? That could be a TV show.
JERRY: And who is on the show? Who are the characters?
GEORGE: I could be a character.
JERRY: You?
GEORGE: Yeah. You could base a character on me.
JERRY: So, on the show, there's a character named George Costanza?
GEORGE: Yeah. There's something wrong with that? I'm a character. People are always saying to me, "You know you're a quite a character."
JERRY: And who else is on the show?
GEORGE: Elaine could be a character. Kramer..
JERRY: Now he's a character. (Pause) So everybody I know is a character on the show.
GEORGE: Right.
JERRY: And it's about nothing?
GEORGE: Absolutely nothing.
JERRY: So you're saying, I go in to NBC, and tell them I got this idea for a show about nothing.
GEORGE: We go into NBC.
JERRY: "We"? Since when are you a writer?
GEORGE: (Scoffs) Writer. We're talking about a sit-com.
JERRY: You want to go with me to NBC?
GEORGE: Yeah. I think we really go something here.
JERRY: What do we got?
GEORGE: An idea.
JERRY: What idea?
GEORGE: An idea for the show.
JERRY: I still don't know what the idea is.
GEORGE: It's about nothing.
JERRY: Right.
GEORGE: Everybody's doing something, we'll do nothing.
JERRY: So, we go into NBC, we tell them we've got an idea for a show about nothing.
GEORGE: Exactly.
JERRY: They say, "What's your show about?" I say, "Nothing."
GEORGE: There you go.
(A moment passes)
JERRY: (Nodding) I think you may have something there.
Seinfeld
Build A Door
25-09-2010
"If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door."
Milton Berle - US television actor & comedian (1908 - 2002)
"If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door."
Milton Berle - US television actor & comedian (1908 - 2002)
I Am The Sun Part One
24-09-2010
Been around for a while, grown my beard, I'm still a child
Deadends, shortcuts, just the same, I'm the master of my game
Predictable, now you may say, the Danny Kaye of present day
Close my hand, wave my wand, the brainchild of your wonderland
Now, I'm at the peak, never forget what I tell you
Never give in to the big sleep, fast becoming
Now, I'm at the edge, never reject what I offer
Never believe what they tell you, let's move a mountain...!!!
Watch me fight, now watch me bleed on the universal spiral scene
The progress lingers, thoughts of man, take it as far as humans can
Now think of me your solid dream, catch me floating down the river
I'm an island drifting by and time again your sole forgiver
Now, I am the sun, I am the first day of summer
Never give in to the dark deep, fast becoming
Now, I am the moon, I am the end of tunnel
Never believe in the dark ages, let's move a mountain...!!
Call me ageless, call me ghost, the diamond duke behind the shades
The sunflower beneath the skyline swaying in the land of snakes
Hey, I used to be a king, now I'm just a king of laughter
Put my faith in anything
Anything that's close to wonder
Anything that's close to wonder!!
I'm in the middle, now see what I've done, staring into the sun
You think you're drowning, but slowly you slip thru the grinders of time
Afternoon in the upstreams, begging for time
Humming the words "I feed you my colorful shrine"
I'm in the middle, hold on to what's mine, in the limbo of time
You think you're dreaming, but gradually you learn what it's like to be torn
I'm on the other side painting skies to the poor
Humming the words "I'll join you, we'll break down the scores.
She came from the islands, seen places afar
They said she was gifted, reading the stars
And though I'm certain she's tellin' the truth
She'd faint when the mob start rockin' the boat
In time our eyes will open, the curtains will drop
To see we are one, this one that we are
In time your eyes will open, time will tell
"Larger than life", "revolve among the stars"
She came from a time where time is running slow
Transcending the limits, step up to the flow
She brought to the table the wonders of life
The year of the dragon, she opened our eyes.
In time our heart will open, you'll let her in
To see we are one, this one that we are
In time your eyes will open, time will tell
"Larger than life", "revolve among stars"
The Flower Kings
Been around for a while, grown my beard, I'm still a child
Deadends, shortcuts, just the same, I'm the master of my game
Predictable, now you may say, the Danny Kaye of present day
Close my hand, wave my wand, the brainchild of your wonderland
Now, I'm at the peak, never forget what I tell you
Never give in to the big sleep, fast becoming
Now, I'm at the edge, never reject what I offer
Never believe what they tell you, let's move a mountain...!!!
Watch me fight, now watch me bleed on the universal spiral scene
The progress lingers, thoughts of man, take it as far as humans can
Now think of me your solid dream, catch me floating down the river
I'm an island drifting by and time again your sole forgiver
Now, I am the sun, I am the first day of summer
Never give in to the dark deep, fast becoming
Now, I am the moon, I am the end of tunnel
Never believe in the dark ages, let's move a mountain...!!
Call me ageless, call me ghost, the diamond duke behind the shades
The sunflower beneath the skyline swaying in the land of snakes
Hey, I used to be a king, now I'm just a king of laughter
Put my faith in anything
Anything that's close to wonder
Anything that's close to wonder!!
I'm in the middle, now see what I've done, staring into the sun
You think you're drowning, but slowly you slip thru the grinders of time
Afternoon in the upstreams, begging for time
Humming the words "I feed you my colorful shrine"
I'm in the middle, hold on to what's mine, in the limbo of time
You think you're dreaming, but gradually you learn what it's like to be torn
I'm on the other side painting skies to the poor
Humming the words "I'll join you, we'll break down the scores.
She came from the islands, seen places afar
They said she was gifted, reading the stars
And though I'm certain she's tellin' the truth
She'd faint when the mob start rockin' the boat
In time our eyes will open, the curtains will drop
To see we are one, this one that we are
In time your eyes will open, time will tell
"Larger than life", "revolve among the stars"
She came from a time where time is running slow
Transcending the limits, step up to the flow
She brought to the table the wonders of life
The year of the dragon, she opened our eyes.
In time our heart will open, you'll let her in
To see we are one, this one that we are
In time your eyes will open, time will tell
"Larger than life", "revolve among stars"
The Flower Kings
Never Too Late
23-09-2010
Delia Surridge: [V gives her a rose] Are you going to kill me now?
V: I killed you 10 minutes ago.
[shows her hypodermic needle]
V: While you slept.
Delia Surridge: Is there any pain?
V: No.
Delia Surridge: Thank you. Is it too late to apologize?
V: Never.
Delia Surridge: I'm so sorry.
[dies]
V for Vendetta
Delia Surridge: [V gives her a rose] Are you going to kill me now?
V: I killed you 10 minutes ago.
[shows her hypodermic needle]
V: While you slept.
Delia Surridge: Is there any pain?
V: No.
Delia Surridge: Thank you. Is it too late to apologize?
V: Never.
Delia Surridge: I'm so sorry.
[dies]
V for Vendetta
Action/Thought
22-09-2010
"Think like a man of action, act like a man of thought."
Henri Bergson - French author, mystic, & philosopher (1859 - 1941)
"Think like a man of action, act like a man of thought."
Henri Bergson - French author, mystic, & philosopher (1859 - 1941)
What Should And Dit Not Die
21-09-2010
i make images of you
ideal more than true
i glue photos on my wall
ladder bound to fall
and now seeing you again
will it ever end?
here i've no way to deny
what should but did not die
dark of day and light of night
o u t s i d e i n s i d e o u t
perfume circling around my brain
draws me in again
hopeless, helpless soul unchained
i succumb again
come to me and make me blind
dark-eyed dream of mine
Anedokten
i make images of you
ideal more than true
i glue photos on my wall
ladder bound to fall
and now seeing you again
will it ever end?
here i've no way to deny
what should but did not die
dark of day and light of night
o u t s i d e i n s i d e o u t
perfume circling around my brain
draws me in again
hopeless, helpless soul unchained
i succumb again
come to me and make me blind
dark-eyed dream of mine
Anedokten
The Trade
20-09-2010
NEWMAN:Kramer.
JERRY: Hello Newman.
NEWMAN: Come on lets go. I got the helmet. Lets get the radar detector.
KRAMER: All right I'll be back in a second. You guys coming to my party? [exits]
Together: Yeah, sure.
JERRY: What's this all about?
NEWMAN: We're making a trade. I'm giving him my motorcycle helmet - he's giving me his radar detector.
JERRY: I didn't know you had a motorcycle.
NEWMAN: Well my girlfriend had one.
JERRY: You have a girlfriend?
NEWMAN: I HAD a girlfriend and she was pretty wild.
JERRY: I never remember you with a girl.
NEWMAN: Nevertheless, ...
JERRY: This is a pretty bad deal for Kramer. You know a radar detector is worth much more than that helmet. I think you're cheating him.
NEWMAN: Don't say anything.
JERRY: All right.
[Kramer enters]
JERRY: You know you're getting gypped over here.
KRAMER: Really, Ah,
NEWMAN: We had a deal. Are you reneging out of the deal? Are you reneging? That's a renege.
KRAMER: Oh, stop saying 'reneging".
NEWMAN: Well you're reneging.
KRAMER: I, Okay, okay. I'm not reneging.
[they try to exchange items but won't let go]
NEWMAN: All right give it to me. let go ...
KRAMER: You let go - come on ...[they fight over the items]
JERRY: Gimme that - just gimme that. Here. Idiots!
NEWMAN: Thanks buddy. So long he he ...[exits]
JERRY: Does that thing work?
KRAMER: Nah.
Seinfeld
NEWMAN:Kramer.
JERRY: Hello Newman.
NEWMAN: Come on lets go. I got the helmet. Lets get the radar detector.
KRAMER: All right I'll be back in a second. You guys coming to my party? [exits]
Together: Yeah, sure.
JERRY: What's this all about?
NEWMAN: We're making a trade. I'm giving him my motorcycle helmet - he's giving me his radar detector.
JERRY: I didn't know you had a motorcycle.
NEWMAN: Well my girlfriend had one.
JERRY: You have a girlfriend?
NEWMAN: I HAD a girlfriend and she was pretty wild.
JERRY: I never remember you with a girl.
NEWMAN: Nevertheless, ...
JERRY: This is a pretty bad deal for Kramer. You know a radar detector is worth much more than that helmet. I think you're cheating him.
NEWMAN: Don't say anything.
JERRY: All right.
[Kramer enters]
JERRY: You know you're getting gypped over here.
KRAMER: Really, Ah,
NEWMAN: We had a deal. Are you reneging out of the deal? Are you reneging? That's a renege.
KRAMER: Oh, stop saying 'reneging".
NEWMAN: Well you're reneging.
KRAMER: I, Okay, okay. I'm not reneging.
[they try to exchange items but won't let go]
NEWMAN: All right give it to me. let go ...
KRAMER: You let go - come on ...[they fight over the items]
JERRY: Gimme that - just gimme that. Here. Idiots!
NEWMAN: Thanks buddy. So long he he ...[exits]
JERRY: Does that thing work?
KRAMER: Nah.
Seinfeld
A Kiss
19-09-2010
"A kiss is a lovely trick, designed by nature, to stop words when speech becomes unnecessary."
Ingrid Bergman - Swedish movie actress (1915 - 1982)
"A kiss is a lovely trick, designed by nature, to stop words when speech becomes unnecessary."
Ingrid Bergman - Swedish movie actress (1915 - 1982)
(You Need Meat) Don't Go No Further
18-09-2010
You need meat--go to the market.
You need bread--try the bakery.
You need loving--look here, baby.
I got just what you need.
Chorus: I got to love somebody
I got to love somebody,
I got to love somebody,
Somebody don't love me.
You need money--go to the bank, dear.
You need honey--look to the bee.
You need loving--come on here, woman.
Well, I got just what you need.
Oh, play it now!
You need meat--go to the market.
You need bread--try the bakery.
And you need loving--come on here, baby.
Well, I got just what you need.
I want to love somebody,
Yeah, love somebody,
I got to love somebody,
Somebody got to love me.
Play your guitar!
You need money--go to the bank, dear.
If you need honey--go find a bee.
If need loving--well, I'm your doctor.
I've got people sick on what you need.
The Doors
You need meat--go to the market.
You need bread--try the bakery.
You need loving--look here, baby.
I got just what you need.
Chorus: I got to love somebody
I got to love somebody,
I got to love somebody,
Somebody don't love me.
You need money--go to the bank, dear.
You need honey--look to the bee.
You need loving--come on here, woman.
Well, I got just what you need.
Oh, play it now!
You need meat--go to the market.
You need bread--try the bakery.
And you need loving--come on here, baby.
Well, I got just what you need.
I want to love somebody,
Yeah, love somebody,
I got to love somebody,
Somebody got to love me.
Play your guitar!
You need money--go to the bank, dear.
If you need honey--go find a bee.
If need loving--well, I'm your doctor.
I've got people sick on what you need.
The Doors
The 5th Of November
17-09-2010
Evey Hammond: [voiceover] Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
V For Vendetta
Evey Hammond: [voiceover] Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
V For Vendetta
Hard Work
16-09-2010
"Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance?"
Edgar Bergen, (Charlie McCarthy) - US comedian & ventriloquist (1903 - 1978)
"Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance?"
Edgar Bergen, (Charlie McCarthy) - US comedian & ventriloquist (1903 - 1978)
Leave Me Alone
15-09-2010
You
Always get exactly what you want
You
This is only my life that you taunt
Always giving me enough to keep me quiet
Only giving me enough to keep me at bay
Why don't you leave me alone?
I don't need you
This
Is the very thing that I disgust
Promise me again
And I hope your jaw fucking rusts
I did what you wanted didn't I?
So, shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up
Why don't you leave me alone?
Always on the verge of something
Almost about to leave it all
I don't need you
Open your blessed wings
And wrap them around all your things
Keep yourself in the company of kings
Cause it's their hands' that bleed from the strings
No more
American Head Charge
You
Always get exactly what you want
You
This is only my life that you taunt
Always giving me enough to keep me quiet
Only giving me enough to keep me at bay
Why don't you leave me alone?
I don't need you
This
Is the very thing that I disgust
Promise me again
And I hope your jaw fucking rusts
I did what you wanted didn't I?
So, shut up Shut up Shut up Shut up
Why don't you leave me alone?
Always on the verge of something
Almost about to leave it all
I don't need you
Open your blessed wings
And wrap them around all your things
Keep yourself in the company of kings
Cause it's their hands' that bleed from the strings
No more
American Head Charge
TV Junk
14-09-2010
[George returns]
GEORGE: What was that all about?
JERRY: They said they were interested in me.
GEORGE: For what?
JERRY: You know, a TV show.
GEORGE: Your own show?
JERRY: Yeah, I guess so.
GEORGE: They want you to do a TV show?
JERRY: Well, they want me to come up with an idea. I mean, I don't have any ideas.
GEORGE: Come on, how hard is that? Look at all the junk that's on TV.
Seinfeld
[George returns]
GEORGE: What was that all about?
JERRY: They said they were interested in me.
GEORGE: For what?
JERRY: You know, a TV show.
GEORGE: Your own show?
JERRY: Yeah, I guess so.
GEORGE: They want you to do a TV show?
JERRY: Well, they want me to come up with an idea. I mean, I don't have any ideas.
GEORGE: Come on, how hard is that? Look at all the junk that's on TV.
Seinfeld
Lados Errados
12-09-2010
Largaram-me a mil metros do chão
Largaram-me porque me agarrei
Numa alucinação de vida
Que me enchia o coração
E que agora vejo perdida
Num cair que já não sei
Largaram-me a mil metros do chão
Reparo o sol que se afasta no ar
Rasgo caminho onde o vento dormia
Adormeço sentidos no meu furacão
Enquanto sol anuncia o dia
Sinto o meu corpo, desamparado, deslizar...
Perdi-te do lado errado do coração
Eras tu o meu chão...
Enquanto caía a terra rachou
E eu via a queda ainda mais funda
Ao meu lado passava tudo o que passei
Comigo a miragem que nada mudou
Do voo rasante que nem começou
Do tempo apressado que nem reparei
Sinto os meus gestos flutuar, devagar
No último segredo antes do ódio
À minha frente um filme de aves sem voz
E quando as toquei resolvi gostar
Quando as ouvi fiquei a amar
Ter tentado subir ao cimo de nós
Amei-te do lado errado do coração
Eras tu o meu chão...
Não sei ao que chamam lados do coração
Mas és tu o meu chão...
És tu o meu chão...
Toranja
(odeio Toranja, mas esta letra é catita)
Largaram-me a mil metros do chão
Largaram-me porque me agarrei
Numa alucinação de vida
Que me enchia o coração
E que agora vejo perdida
Num cair que já não sei
Largaram-me a mil metros do chão
Reparo o sol que se afasta no ar
Rasgo caminho onde o vento dormia
Adormeço sentidos no meu furacão
Enquanto sol anuncia o dia
Sinto o meu corpo, desamparado, deslizar...
Perdi-te do lado errado do coração
Eras tu o meu chão...
Enquanto caía a terra rachou
E eu via a queda ainda mais funda
Ao meu lado passava tudo o que passei
Comigo a miragem que nada mudou
Do voo rasante que nem começou
Do tempo apressado que nem reparei
Sinto os meus gestos flutuar, devagar
No último segredo antes do ódio
À minha frente um filme de aves sem voz
E quando as toquei resolvi gostar
Quando as ouvi fiquei a amar
Ter tentado subir ao cimo de nós
Amei-te do lado errado do coração
Eras tu o meu chão...
Não sei ao que chamam lados do coração
Mas és tu o meu chão...
És tu o meu chão...
Toranja
(odeio Toranja, mas esta letra é catita)
I Love You
11-09-2010
It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses and apologized to no one. I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An inch. It is small and it is fragile and it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must NEVER let them take it from us. I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the worlds turns, and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you. Valerie.
V for Vendetta
It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses and apologized to no one. I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An inch. It is small and it is fragile and it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must NEVER let them take it from us. I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the worlds turns, and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you. Valerie.
V for Vendetta
Poor Excuse
10-09-2010
"Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy."
Edgar Bergen, (Charlie McCarthy) - US comedian & ventriloquist (1903 - 1978)
"Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy."
Edgar Bergen, (Charlie McCarthy) - US comedian & ventriloquist (1903 - 1978)
Scars
09-09-2010
Every time I see my eyes
In my reflection
I cant help but be disappointed
In who I am
Every time I feel my skin
Breaking on metal
It helps me be quiet
And quiet’s where I need to be
Scars on my skin…
Scars on my heart…
Scars on my soul…
Reminding me of myself
Scars on my skin…
Scars on my heart…
Scars on my soul…
Reminding me of myself
And if I let you in,
You’ll tear me apart.
Every time I feel alone
And left forgotten
I have to believe in something
Like angels to breathe
Every time I see my pain
Beating in rhythm
I need to be silenced
In silence, where I hide my fear
Scars on my skin…
Scars on my heart…
Scars on my soul…
Reminding me of myself
Scars on my skin…
Scars on my heart…
Scars on my soul…
Reminding me of me
And if I let you in,
You’ll tear me apart.
So just hold me
Wrap me in your arms,
Don’t let me fall again
Teach me
So I don’t have to learn
Anything more from you
Isn’t my pain good enough for
Faith in you?
Isn’t my pain good enough for
Faith in you?
So just hold me
Wrap me in your arms,
Don’t let me fall again
Teach me
So I don’t have to learn
Anything more from you
Isn’t my pain good enough for
Faith in you?
Isn’t my pain good enough for
Faith in you?
Elegeion
Every time I see my eyes
In my reflection
I cant help but be disappointed
In who I am
Every time I feel my skin
Breaking on metal
It helps me be quiet
And quiet’s where I need to be
Scars on my skin…
Scars on my heart…
Scars on my soul…
Reminding me of myself
Scars on my skin…
Scars on my heart…
Scars on my soul…
Reminding me of myself
And if I let you in,
You’ll tear me apart.
Every time I feel alone
And left forgotten
I have to believe in something
Like angels to breathe
Every time I see my pain
Beating in rhythm
I need to be silenced
In silence, where I hide my fear
Scars on my skin…
Scars on my heart…
Scars on my soul…
Reminding me of myself
Scars on my skin…
Scars on my heart…
Scars on my soul…
Reminding me of me
And if I let you in,
You’ll tear me apart.
So just hold me
Wrap me in your arms,
Don’t let me fall again
Teach me
So I don’t have to learn
Anything more from you
Isn’t my pain good enough for
Faith in you?
Isn’t my pain good enough for
Faith in you?
So just hold me
Wrap me in your arms,
Don’t let me fall again
Teach me
So I don’t have to learn
Anything more from you
Isn’t my pain good enough for
Faith in you?
Isn’t my pain good enough for
Faith in you?
Elegeion
Toilet Paper
08-09-2010
George - What did they do for toilet paper in the Civil War?
Jerry - What...?
George - Wonder what toilet paper was like in the 1860s? Did they...? Did they carry it in rolls in their duffel bags?
Jerry - Everything with you comes down to toilet paper.
George - What?
Jerry - That's always the first question with you. Why is that always your focus?
George - Alright, then what did they do?
Jerry - I don't know. Maybe they gave out big loose clumps to all the soldiers.
George - I think it would be nice if there was some sort of historical record of it.
Jerry - Maybe they should have a toilet-paper museum. Would you like that? So we could see all the toilet-paper advancements down through the ages. Toilet-paper during the Crusades. The development of the perforation. The first six-pack."
Seinfeld
George - What did they do for toilet paper in the Civil War?
Jerry - What...?
George - Wonder what toilet paper was like in the 1860s? Did they...? Did they carry it in rolls in their duffel bags?
Jerry - Everything with you comes down to toilet paper.
George - What?
Jerry - That's always the first question with you. Why is that always your focus?
George - Alright, then what did they do?
Jerry - I don't know. Maybe they gave out big loose clumps to all the soldiers.
George - I think it would be nice if there was some sort of historical record of it.
Jerry - Maybe they should have a toilet-paper museum. Would you like that? So we could see all the toilet-paper advancements down through the ages. Toilet-paper during the Crusades. The development of the perforation. The first six-pack."
Seinfeld
The Right Question
07-09-2010
"The question is not, can they reason? Nor, can they talk? But, can they suffer?"
Jeremy Bentham, philosopher and animal rights activist - English jurist, philosopher, & legal reformer (1748 - 1832)
"The question is not, can they reason? Nor, can they talk? But, can they suffer?"
Jeremy Bentham, philosopher and animal rights activist - English jurist, philosopher, & legal reformer (1748 - 1832)
O Cachimbo da Paz
06-09-2010
A criminalidade toma conta da cidade
A sociedade põe a culpa nas autoridades
Um cacique oficial viajou pro Pantanal
Porque aqui a violência tá demais
E lá encontrou um velho índio que usava um fio dental
E fumava um cachimbo da paz
O presidente deu um tapa no cachimbo e na hora
De voltar pra capital ficou com preguiça
Trocou seu paletó pelo fio dental e nomeou
O velho índio pra ministro da justiça
E o novo ministro chegando na cidade,
Achou aquela tribo violenta demais
Viu que todo cara-pálida vivia atrás das grades
E chamou a TV e os jornais
E disse: "Índio chegou trazendo novidade
Índio trouxe o cachimbo da paz
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola
Acende, puxa, prende, passa
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Todo mundo experimenta o cachimbo da floresta
Dizem que é do bom, dizem que não presta
Querem proibir, querem liberar
E a polêmica chegou até o congresso
Tudo isso deve ser pra evitar a concorrência
Porque não é Hollywood mas é o sucesso
O cachimbo da paz deixou o povo mais tranqüilo
Mas o fumo acabou porque só tinha oitenta quilos
E o povo aplaudiu quando o índio partiu pra selva
E prometeu voltar com uma tonelada
Só que quando ele voltou "sujou"!!!
A polícia federal preparou uma cilada
"O cachimbo da paz foi proibido, entra na caçamba vagabundo!
Vamô pra DP! Ê êê! Índio tá fudido porque lá o pau
Vai comer!"
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola
Acende, puxa, prende, passa
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Na delegacia só tinha viciado e delinquente
Cada um com um vício e um caso diferente
Um cachaceiro esfaqueou o dono do bar porque ele
Não vendia pinga fiado
E um senhor bebeu uísque demais, acordou com um travestí
E assassinou o coitado
Um viciado no jogo apostou a mulher, perdeu a aposta
E ela foi sequestrada
Era tanta ocorrência, tanta violência que o índio
Não tava entendendo nada
Ele viu que o delegado fumava um charuto fedorento
E acendeu um "da paz" pra relaxar
Mas quando foi dar um tapinha
Levou um tapão violento e um chute naquele lugar
Foi mandado pro presídio e no caminho assistiu um
Acidente provocado por excesso de cerveja:
Uma jovem que bebeu demais atropelou
Um padre e os noivos na porta da igreja
E pro índio nada mais faz sentido
Com tantas drogas porque só o seu cachimbo é proibido?
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola
Acende, puxa, prende, passa
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Na penitenciária o "índio fora da lei"
Conheceu os criminosos de verdade
Entrando, saindo e voltando cada vez mais
Perigosos pra sociedade, aí, cumpádi, tá rolando
Um sorteio na prisão pra reduzir a super lotação
Todo mês alguns presos tem que ser executados
E o índio dessa vez foi um dos sorteados
E tentou acalmar os outros presos:
"Peraí..., vamo fumar um cachimbinho da paz"
Eles começaram a rir e espancaram o velho índio
Até não poder mais e antes de morrer ele pensou:
"Essa tribo é atrasada demais...
Eles querem acabar com a violência,
mas a paz é contra a lei e a lei é contra a paz"
E o cachimbo do índio continua proibido mas se você quer comprar é mais fácil que pão
Hoje em dia ele é vendido pelos mesmos bandidos que mataram O velho índio na prisão
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola
Acende, puxa, prende, passa
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Sente a marisia
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Sente a marisia, acende, puxa, prende, passa, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Gabriel, O Pensador
A criminalidade toma conta da cidade
A sociedade põe a culpa nas autoridades
Um cacique oficial viajou pro Pantanal
Porque aqui a violência tá demais
E lá encontrou um velho índio que usava um fio dental
E fumava um cachimbo da paz
O presidente deu um tapa no cachimbo e na hora
De voltar pra capital ficou com preguiça
Trocou seu paletó pelo fio dental e nomeou
O velho índio pra ministro da justiça
E o novo ministro chegando na cidade,
Achou aquela tribo violenta demais
Viu que todo cara-pálida vivia atrás das grades
E chamou a TV e os jornais
E disse: "Índio chegou trazendo novidade
Índio trouxe o cachimbo da paz
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola
Acende, puxa, prende, passa
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Todo mundo experimenta o cachimbo da floresta
Dizem que é do bom, dizem que não presta
Querem proibir, querem liberar
E a polêmica chegou até o congresso
Tudo isso deve ser pra evitar a concorrência
Porque não é Hollywood mas é o sucesso
O cachimbo da paz deixou o povo mais tranqüilo
Mas o fumo acabou porque só tinha oitenta quilos
E o povo aplaudiu quando o índio partiu pra selva
E prometeu voltar com uma tonelada
Só que quando ele voltou "sujou"!!!
A polícia federal preparou uma cilada
"O cachimbo da paz foi proibido, entra na caçamba vagabundo!
Vamô pra DP! Ê êê! Índio tá fudido porque lá o pau
Vai comer!"
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola
Acende, puxa, prende, passa
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Na delegacia só tinha viciado e delinquente
Cada um com um vício e um caso diferente
Um cachaceiro esfaqueou o dono do bar porque ele
Não vendia pinga fiado
E um senhor bebeu uísque demais, acordou com um travestí
E assassinou o coitado
Um viciado no jogo apostou a mulher, perdeu a aposta
E ela foi sequestrada
Era tanta ocorrência, tanta violência que o índio
Não tava entendendo nada
Ele viu que o delegado fumava um charuto fedorento
E acendeu um "da paz" pra relaxar
Mas quando foi dar um tapinha
Levou um tapão violento e um chute naquele lugar
Foi mandado pro presídio e no caminho assistiu um
Acidente provocado por excesso de cerveja:
Uma jovem que bebeu demais atropelou
Um padre e os noivos na porta da igreja
E pro índio nada mais faz sentido
Com tantas drogas porque só o seu cachimbo é proibido?
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola
Acende, puxa, prende, passa
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Na penitenciária o "índio fora da lei"
Conheceu os criminosos de verdade
Entrando, saindo e voltando cada vez mais
Perigosos pra sociedade, aí, cumpádi, tá rolando
Um sorteio na prisão pra reduzir a super lotação
Todo mês alguns presos tem que ser executados
E o índio dessa vez foi um dos sorteados
E tentou acalmar os outros presos:
"Peraí..., vamo fumar um cachimbinho da paz"
Eles começaram a rir e espancaram o velho índio
Até não poder mais e antes de morrer ele pensou:
"Essa tribo é atrasada demais...
Eles querem acabar com a violência,
mas a paz é contra a lei e a lei é contra a paz"
E o cachimbo do índio continua proibido mas se você quer comprar é mais fácil que pão
Hoje em dia ele é vendido pelos mesmos bandidos que mataram O velho índio na prisão
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola
Acende, puxa, prende, passa
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Maresia, sente a maresia
maresia, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Sente a marisia
Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Sente a marisia, acende, puxa, prende, passa, uuu...
Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola
Gabriel, O Pensador
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Nothing More Than A Memory
05-09-2010
Betty Ross: All you've given Bruce is fear. Fear of life.
Father: Fear. Perhaps, Miss Ross. And loneliness, too. Yes. I feel them both. But I have lived completely once. I was so much in love. And she so much wanted a baby. My baby. I could tell from the moment she conceived that it wasn't a son I had given her, but something else. A monster, maybe. I should have put a stop to it right then, but I was curious, and that was my downfall. And as I watched this tiny life unfold, I began to imagine the horror of it, and my curiosity was replaced with compassion. But they took away my chance to cure him. Your father threw me out. I remember that day so well. Every moment. Every sensation. Walking into the house. The feeling of the handle of the knife in my hand. I knew I was doing a father's work, fulfilling a father's mercy... but then she surprised me. It was as if she and the knife merged. You cannot imagine the unbearable finality of it. And in that one moment, I took everything that was dear to me and transformed it into nothing more than a memory.
Hulk
Betty Ross: All you've given Bruce is fear. Fear of life.
Father: Fear. Perhaps, Miss Ross. And loneliness, too. Yes. I feel them both. But I have lived completely once. I was so much in love. And she so much wanted a baby. My baby. I could tell from the moment she conceived that it wasn't a son I had given her, but something else. A monster, maybe. I should have put a stop to it right then, but I was curious, and that was my downfall. And as I watched this tiny life unfold, I began to imagine the horror of it, and my curiosity was replaced with compassion. But they took away my chance to cure him. Your father threw me out. I remember that day so well. Every moment. Every sensation. Walking into the house. The feeling of the handle of the knife in my hand. I knew I was doing a father's work, fulfilling a father's mercy... but then she surprised me. It was as if she and the knife merged. You cannot imagine the unbearable finality of it. And in that one moment, I took everything that was dear to me and transformed it into nothing more than a memory.
Hulk
Someone More
04-09-2010
"I used to believe that marriage would diminish me, reduce my options. That you had to be someone less to live with someone else when, of course, you have to be someone more."
Candice Bergen - US television actress (1946 - )
"I used to believe that marriage would diminish me, reduce my options. That you had to be someone less to live with someone else when, of course, you have to be someone more."
Candice Bergen - US television actress (1946 - )
Who Can I Trust?
03-09-2010
It was the first
I truly trusted in
Now it's the worst that I
Really hate
I can't understand why
People are so fake
But I know they will never
Change
Too many lies so much pain
I face reality
My rage is rising I can't
Deny it.
I scream it out
I scream it out
Who can I trust
Who can I trust
Who can I trust
Oh god
Who can I trust
I suffer it's a part of the
World it's a part of my life
But what I can't expect is
Suffer from the hate what
I feel inside
Time is short burning fast
I try to find some forgiveness
My hate is rising I can't deny it
I scream it out
I scream it out
Who can I trust
Who can I trust
Who can I trust
Oh god
Who can I trust
Ektomorf
It was the first
I truly trusted in
Now it's the worst that I
Really hate
I can't understand why
People are so fake
But I know they will never
Change
Too many lies so much pain
I face reality
My rage is rising I can't
Deny it.
I scream it out
I scream it out
Who can I trust
Who can I trust
Who can I trust
Oh god
Who can I trust
I suffer it's a part of the
World it's a part of my life
But what I can't expect is
Suffer from the hate what
I feel inside
Time is short burning fast
I try to find some forgiveness
My hate is rising I can't deny it
I scream it out
I scream it out
Who can I trust
Who can I trust
Who can I trust
Oh god
Who can I trust
Ektomorf
Amish
02-09-2010
Parents like to drag kids to historical sights. I remember going to Colonial Williamsburg and you see the supposedly authentic blacksmith there. He's got the three-cornered hat, knickers and the Def Leppard Shirt. My parents took me to the Amish country, which to a kid, you know, to see a bunch of people that have no cars, no TV, no phone... they go, "So what? Neither do I." So, it's the whole community that's been grounded. And that's the way they should punish the kids."All right, get up to your room. That's it, I've had it. You are Amish, young man. For the rest of this weekend. Did you hear me? Amish! Don't come down till you make come noodles and raise a barn."
Seinfeld
Parents like to drag kids to historical sights. I remember going to Colonial Williamsburg and you see the supposedly authentic blacksmith there. He's got the three-cornered hat, knickers and the Def Leppard Shirt. My parents took me to the Amish country, which to a kid, you know, to see a bunch of people that have no cars, no TV, no phone... they go, "So what? Neither do I." So, it's the whole community that's been grounded. And that's the way they should punish the kids."All right, get up to your room. That's it, I've had it. You are Amish, young man. For the rest of this weekend. Did you hear me? Amish! Don't come down till you make come noodles and raise a barn."
Seinfeld
Flowers At His Feet
01-09-2010
"Stretching his hand out to catch the stars, he forgets the flowers at his feet."
Jeremy Bentham - English jurist, philosopher, & legal reformer (1748 - 1832)
"Stretching his hand out to catch the stars, he forgets the flowers at his feet."
Jeremy Bentham - English jurist, philosopher, & legal reformer (1748 - 1832)
I Think I'm Paranoid
31-08-2010
You can look, but you can't touch
I don't think I like you much
Heaven knows what a girl can do
Heaven knows what you've got to prove
I think I'm paranoid
And complicated
I think I'm paranoid
Manipulate it
Bend me, break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you
Bend me, break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you
I fall down just to give you a thrill
Prop me up with another pill
If I should fail, if I should fold
I nailed my faith to the sticking pole
I think I'm paranoid
Manipulate it
I think I'm paranoid
And complicated
Paranoid
I think I'm paranoid
Steal me, deal me, anyway you heal me
Maim me, tame me, you can never change me
Love me, like me, come ahead and fight me
Please me, tease me, go ahead and leave me
Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
As long as I want you baby it's all right
Bend me
Break me
Any way you need me
As long as I want you baby it's all right.
Garbage
You can look, but you can't touch
I don't think I like you much
Heaven knows what a girl can do
Heaven knows what you've got to prove
I think I'm paranoid
And complicated
I think I'm paranoid
Manipulate it
Bend me, break me
Anyway you need me
All I want is you
Bend me, break me
Breaking down is easy
All I want is you
I fall down just to give you a thrill
Prop me up with another pill
If I should fail, if I should fold
I nailed my faith to the sticking pole
I think I'm paranoid
Manipulate it
I think I'm paranoid
And complicated
Paranoid
I think I'm paranoid
Steal me, deal me, anyway you heal me
Maim me, tame me, you can never change me
Love me, like me, come ahead and fight me
Please me, tease me, go ahead and leave me
Bend me
Break me
Anyway you need me
As long as I want you baby it's all right
Bend me
Break me
Any way you need me
As long as I want you baby it's all right.
Garbage
Risk The Dark
30-08-2010
Dr. Iris Henimen - Sometimes in order to see the light, you have to risk the dark.
Minority Report
Dr. Iris Henimen - Sometimes in order to see the light, you have to risk the dark.
Minority Report
Sweet Salvation
28-08-2010
Oh, ask the dust
No harm will come between us
Oh beautiful, radiant child
Eyes azure, vow to me
Your golden heart
Ooh, she moves in silence
Then whispers to me
Sets my soul harp on fire
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me on
Sweet salvation is
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul
Seduced by your glance
Overwhelmed and enchanted by you, baby
Well, when the loving is good
Do you feel strong now?
You know past lives, they don't matter anyhow
Oh, she moves in silence
Then she whispers to me
Sets my soul harp on fire
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me on, yeah
Sweet salvation is
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me on
Sweet salvation is
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul
Oh...
Yeah...
Oh...
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me
Sweet salvation
You make me feel strong now, baby, yeah
You make me feel like the king of the world
The Cult
Oh, ask the dust
No harm will come between us
Oh beautiful, radiant child
Eyes azure, vow to me
Your golden heart
Ooh, she moves in silence
Then whispers to me
Sets my soul harp on fire
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me on
Sweet salvation is
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul
Seduced by your glance
Overwhelmed and enchanted by you, baby
Well, when the loving is good
Do you feel strong now?
You know past lives, they don't matter anyhow
Oh, she moves in silence
Then she whispers to me
Sets my soul harp on fire
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me on, yeah
Sweet salvation is
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me on
Sweet salvation is
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul
Oh...
Yeah...
Oh...
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me
Sweet salvation
You make me feel strong now, baby, yeah
You make me feel like the king of the world
The Cult
The Best Cure
27-08-2010
"The best cure for worry, depression, melancholy, brooding, is to go deliberately forth and try to lift with one's sympathy the gloom of somebody else."
Arnold Bennett
"The best cure for worry, depression, melancholy, brooding, is to go deliberately forth and try to lift with one's sympathy the gloom of somebody else."
Arnold Bennett
Smog Alert
26-08-2010
The thing about L.A. to me, that kind of threw me, was when they have these smog alerts out there and they actually recommend that people stay indoors during the smog alert. Now, maybe I'm way off, but don't you think, wouldn't you assume, that the air in the house pretty much comes from the air in the city where the house is? I mean what do they think, that we live in a jar with couple of holes punched in the top? What the hell is going on out there? It's very strange, do you realize that it's now possible for parents to say to their children "All right kids, I want you in the house and get some fresh air! Summer vacation, everybody indoors."
Seinfeld
The thing about L.A. to me, that kind of threw me, was when they have these smog alerts out there and they actually recommend that people stay indoors during the smog alert. Now, maybe I'm way off, but don't you think, wouldn't you assume, that the air in the house pretty much comes from the air in the city where the house is? I mean what do they think, that we live in a jar with couple of holes punched in the top? What the hell is going on out there? It's very strange, do you realize that it's now possible for parents to say to their children "All right kids, I want you in the house and get some fresh air! Summer vacation, everybody indoors."
Seinfeld
Sad Empire
25-08-2010
Sad Empire is shaking from the inside
Picks all the faces of last soldiers in battle
Says goodnight and sleeps, restless
Kill switch-mode, communicator presets
Quite obscure, the purpose is grateful
No one will keep silence apart from what I see coming in
I see the storm, it´s rushing by
Reporting damage
Rainy hearts
And the sky is suffering from natural diseases
I hear sounds
And they clap their hands like if they wish to be seen
Take all the blame
My world apart
And the worst nightmare on earth
Take all the rest
My world apart
I will spin it backwards
Take all the blame
My world apart
And the worst nightmare on earth
Blind Zero
Sad Empire is shaking from the inside
Picks all the faces of last soldiers in battle
Says goodnight and sleeps, restless
Kill switch-mode, communicator presets
Quite obscure, the purpose is grateful
No one will keep silence apart from what I see coming in
I see the storm, it´s rushing by
Reporting damage
Rainy hearts
And the sky is suffering from natural diseases
I hear sounds
And they clap their hands like if they wish to be seen
Take all the blame
My world apart
And the worst nightmare on earth
Take all the rest
My world apart
I will spin it backwards
Take all the blame
My world apart
And the worst nightmare on earth
Blind Zero
You Don't Tip?
24-08-2010
Joe: Hey, who didn't throw in?
Mr. Orange: Mr. Pink.
Joe: Mr. Pink? Why not?
Mr. Orange: He don't tip.
Joe: He don't tip? Whaddaya mean you don't tip?
Mr. Orange: He don't believe in it.
Joe: Shut up!
Nice Guy Eddie: C'mon, throw in a buck!
Mr. Pink: Uh-uh, I don't tip.
Nice Guy Eddie: You don't tip?
Mr. Pink: Nah, I don't believe in it.
Nice Guy Eddie: You don't believe in tipping?
Mr. Blue: You know what these chicks make? They make shit.
Mr. Pink: Don't give me that. She don't make enough money that she can quit.
Nice Guy Eddie: I don't even know a fucking Jew who'd have the balls to say that. Let me get this straight: you don't ever tip?
Mr. Pink: I don't tip because society says I have to. All right, if someone deserves a tip, if they really put forth an effort, I'll give them something a little something extra. But this tipping automatically, it's for the birds. As far as I'm concerned, they're just doing their job.
Mr. Blue: Hey, our girl was nice.
Mr. Pink: She was okay. She wasn't anything special.
Mr. Blue: What's special? Take you in the back and suck your dick?
Nice Guy Eddie: I'd go over twelve percent for that.
Reservoir Dogs
Joe: Hey, who didn't throw in?
Mr. Orange: Mr. Pink.
Joe: Mr. Pink? Why not?
Mr. Orange: He don't tip.
Joe: He don't tip? Whaddaya mean you don't tip?
Mr. Orange: He don't believe in it.
Joe: Shut up!
Nice Guy Eddie: C'mon, throw in a buck!
Mr. Pink: Uh-uh, I don't tip.
Nice Guy Eddie: You don't tip?
Mr. Pink: Nah, I don't believe in it.
Nice Guy Eddie: You don't believe in tipping?
Mr. Blue: You know what these chicks make? They make shit.
Mr. Pink: Don't give me that. She don't make enough money that she can quit.
Nice Guy Eddie: I don't even know a fucking Jew who'd have the balls to say that. Let me get this straight: you don't ever tip?
Mr. Pink: I don't tip because society says I have to. All right, if someone deserves a tip, if they really put forth an effort, I'll give them something a little something extra. But this tipping automatically, it's for the birds. As far as I'm concerned, they're just doing their job.
Mr. Blue: Hey, our girl was nice.
Mr. Pink: She was okay. She wasn't anything special.
Mr. Blue: What's special? Take you in the back and suck your dick?
Nice Guy Eddie: I'd go over twelve percent for that.
Reservoir Dogs
Lawyers
23-08-2010
"Lawyers are the only persons in whom ignorance of the law is not punished."
Jeremy Bentham - English jurist, philosopher, & legal reformer (1748 - 1832)
"Lawyers are the only persons in whom ignorance of the law is not punished."
Jeremy Bentham - English jurist, philosopher, & legal reformer (1748 - 1832)
I Don't Give A Damn
22-08-2010
I went talkin' to my woman, I had to tell her where its at
I said you quit draggin' me around girl, I ain't that kind of cat
I said, I expect some respect - so what you think of that !
She said, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
I don't give a damn - I am what I am
No matter what you say, I'm gonna do it anyway
Because I don't give a damn
She said, now you listen to me babe - that's alright for you
You swarming around with that band of yours,
I don't know what you been up to
But you expect me to be sittin' here,
Like a good woman when you get home -
Well you got another thing coming !
I said, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
I don't give a damn - I am what I am
No matter what you say, I'm gonna do it anyway
Because I don't give a damn
She said, now you wait a minute buster - I'm gonna give you a clue
If you don't get your ass back home tonight,
Then you and me are through
And if you don't take my advice - you know what you can do !
I said, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
Well, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
No matter what you say, I'm gonna do it anyway
Because I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn now baby !
I don't give a damn - I am what I am
Well, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
No matter what you say, I'm gonna do it anyway
Because I don't give a damn
Alvin Lee
I went talkin' to my woman, I had to tell her where its at
I said you quit draggin' me around girl, I ain't that kind of cat
I said, I expect some respect - so what you think of that !
She said, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
I don't give a damn - I am what I am
No matter what you say, I'm gonna do it anyway
Because I don't give a damn
She said, now you listen to me babe - that's alright for you
You swarming around with that band of yours,
I don't know what you been up to
But you expect me to be sittin' here,
Like a good woman when you get home -
Well you got another thing coming !
I said, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
I don't give a damn - I am what I am
No matter what you say, I'm gonna do it anyway
Because I don't give a damn
She said, now you wait a minute buster - I'm gonna give you a clue
If you don't get your ass back home tonight,
Then you and me are through
And if you don't take my advice - you know what you can do !
I said, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
Well, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
No matter what you say, I'm gonna do it anyway
Because I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn now baby !
I don't give a damn - I am what I am
Well, I don't give a damn - I am what I am
No matter what you say, I'm gonna do it anyway
Because I don't give a damn
Alvin Lee
Communism Didn't Work
21-08-2010
George: Mint?
Jerry: No thanks.
George: I've got to tell you, I'm really disappointed in Lupe.
Jerry: It's been three days already, forget about Lupe.
George: Do you think she gets to take any of those little bars of soap home?
Jerry: No, I don't.
George: You would think that at the end of the week when they hand out the checks, throw in a few soaps.
Jerry: Yeah, maybe they should throw in a couple of lamps too.
George: I'll tell you something, if I'd own a company, my employees would love me. They'd have huge pictures of me up on the walls and in their home, like Lenin.
Jerry: How much did you wound up tipping her?
George: Oh my God, I forgot!
Jerry: Well, communism didn't work.
Seinfeld
George: Mint?
Jerry: No thanks.
George: I've got to tell you, I'm really disappointed in Lupe.
Jerry: It's been three days already, forget about Lupe.
George: Do you think she gets to take any of those little bars of soap home?
Jerry: No, I don't.
George: You would think that at the end of the week when they hand out the checks, throw in a few soaps.
Jerry: Yeah, maybe they should throw in a couple of lamps too.
George: I'll tell you something, if I'd own a company, my employees would love me. They'd have huge pictures of me up on the walls and in their home, like Lenin.
Jerry: How much did you wound up tipping her?
George: Oh my God, I forgot!
Jerry: Well, communism didn't work.
Seinfeld
Gain In Self-Confidence
20-08-2010
"Having once decided to achieve a certain task, achieve it at all costs of tedium and distaste. The gain in self-confidence of having accomplished a tiresome labor is immense."
Arnold Bennett
"Having once decided to achieve a certain task, achieve it at all costs of tedium and distaste. The gain in self-confidence of having accomplished a tiresome labor is immense."
Arnold Bennett
We Hate Everyone
19-08-2010
Right wing commies
Leftist Nazis
Point their fingers
Rumors linger
We don't care what you think
Branded sexist
Labeled racist
Want it clearer?
Check the mirror
We don't care what you think
Lies and slander, in vain try to shame us
Riots, protests, violence just makes us famous
TV interviews, free publicity
Increase record sales dramatically
The left, they say I'm fascist
The right calling me communist
Hate, hate, hate, hatred for all-one and all
No matter what you believe
Don't believe in you-and that's true
Some would say that we're biased
Accusations that we are racist
Well, shit comes in all hues
Now this means you
'Cause things ain't always like they seem
Like they seem
We hate everyone
We don't care what you you think
Type O' Negative
Right wing commies
Leftist Nazis
Point their fingers
Rumors linger
We don't care what you think
Branded sexist
Labeled racist
Want it clearer?
Check the mirror
We don't care what you think
Lies and slander, in vain try to shame us
Riots, protests, violence just makes us famous
TV interviews, free publicity
Increase record sales dramatically
The left, they say I'm fascist
The right calling me communist
Hate, hate, hate, hatred for all-one and all
No matter what you believe
Don't believe in you-and that's true
Some would say that we're biased
Accusations that we are racist
Well, shit comes in all hues
Now this means you
'Cause things ain't always like they seem
Like they seem
We hate everyone
We don't care what you you think
Type O' Negative
Maybe Someday
18-08-2010
Dave Boyle - Maybe someday you forget what it's like to be human and maybe then it's ok.
Mystic River
Dave Boyle - Maybe someday you forget what it's like to be human and maybe then it's ok.
Mystic River
Arthritis
17-08-2010
"I don't deserve this award, but I have arthritis and I don't deserve that either."
Jack Benny - US comedian (1894 - 1974)
"I don't deserve this award, but I have arthritis and I don't deserve that either."
Jack Benny - US comedian (1894 - 1974)
Poison My Eyes
16-08-2010
I always knew I had what it took
To jump over any obstacle
Together or separate we've been through
Fight for me and I'd kill for you
I always knew things were the same
But there's a caution light in your brain
I won't help with your cement shoes
If bailing out is what you choose
You've been spending years and years
Carrying your biggest fears
Too long ,Too long
You've been sucked in through a hole
With your vision of control
So wrong, So wrong
If you leave your defenses down
Who'll chew you up and spit you out
If you leave your defenses down
Who will pick you up
CHORUS
Poison my eyes
Better men have tried
Tried to take me down
A man is a man is a
Man you can't see clear
Now your forced to hear
All that you dread
Better to keep it hidden
Believing it's what you deserve
You make me feel everything I do
Betters me and sabotages you
But all it does is leave you behind
As you disconnect from the grind
Drowning in your own denial
Is as simple as a smile
One is strong one insecure
Who dies first in our private war
You've been wasting years and years
Running from your darkest fears
Too long, Too long
You've been falling through the holes
Now your vision of control
Is gone, Is gone
If you leave your defenses down
Who'll chew you up and spit you out
If you leave your defenses down
Who will pick you up
Be dangerous and unpredictable and make a lot of noise
Anthrax
I always knew I had what it took
To jump over any obstacle
Together or separate we've been through
Fight for me and I'd kill for you
I always knew things were the same
But there's a caution light in your brain
I won't help with your cement shoes
If bailing out is what you choose
You've been spending years and years
Carrying your biggest fears
Too long ,Too long
You've been sucked in through a hole
With your vision of control
So wrong, So wrong
If you leave your defenses down
Who'll chew you up and spit you out
If you leave your defenses down
Who will pick you up
CHORUS
Poison my eyes
Better men have tried
Tried to take me down
A man is a man is a
Man you can't see clear
Now your forced to hear
All that you dread
Better to keep it hidden
Believing it's what you deserve
You make me feel everything I do
Betters me and sabotages you
But all it does is leave you behind
As you disconnect from the grind
Drowning in your own denial
Is as simple as a smile
One is strong one insecure
Who dies first in our private war
You've been wasting years and years
Running from your darkest fears
Too long, Too long
You've been falling through the holes
Now your vision of control
Is gone, Is gone
If you leave your defenses down
Who'll chew you up and spit you out
If you leave your defenses down
Who will pick you up
Be dangerous and unpredictable and make a lot of noise
Anthrax
Read The Rights
15-08-2010
Jerry - I can't believe that cops still have to read that whole "you have the right to remain silence"-speech to every criminal they arrest. I mean is there anybody who doesn't know that by now? Can't they just go "Freeze, you're under arrest. You've ever seen Baretta? Yeah, good, get in the car."
Seinfeld
Jerry - I can't believe that cops still have to read that whole "you have the right to remain silence"-speech to every criminal they arrest. I mean is there anybody who doesn't know that by now? Can't they just go "Freeze, you're under arrest. You've ever seen Baretta? Yeah, good, get in the car."
Seinfeld
Falsehood
14-08-2010
"Falsehood often lurks upon the tongue of him, who, by self-praise, seeks to enhance his value in the eyes of others."
Arnold Bennett
"Falsehood often lurks upon the tongue of him, who, by self-praise, seeks to enhance his value in the eyes of others."
Arnold Bennett
Falling Backwards
13-08-2010
I'll show no allegiance
All shall feel my wrath
Ten years of discontent never given a change
But love is passion
May my love be vengeance
And this love I shall forsake
And on this day I slit my wrist
And do away with everything
Fuck it
Cut up
Bleeding
Beaten
Cheated
I'm tired of falling backwards
I'm tired of all the deceit
Fuck all of the people driven by the greed
They will all be dealt with accordingly
Just let them be
Fuck it
Cut up
Bleeding
Beaten
Cheated
I'm tired of falling backwards
I'm tired of all the deceit
I'm tired of falling backwards
I'm tired of people trying to take a piece
Wage war on the bastards
Wage was on the street
Wage was all around you
Wage was on the weak
Bloodsimple
I'll show no allegiance
All shall feel my wrath
Ten years of discontent never given a change
But love is passion
May my love be vengeance
And this love I shall forsake
And on this day I slit my wrist
And do away with everything
Fuck it
Cut up
Bleeding
Beaten
Cheated
I'm tired of falling backwards
I'm tired of all the deceit
Fuck all of the people driven by the greed
They will all be dealt with accordingly
Just let them be
Fuck it
Cut up
Bleeding
Beaten
Cheated
I'm tired of falling backwards
I'm tired of all the deceit
I'm tired of falling backwards
I'm tired of people trying to take a piece
Wage war on the bastards
Wage was on the street
Wage was all around you
Wage was on the weak
Bloodsimple
Heavy fiber
12-08-2010
Hellboy while Sammael is eating - What you having? Six library guards, raw, plus belts and boots. Man you're gonna need some heavy fiber to move that out.
Hellboy
Hellboy while Sammael is eating - What you having? Six library guards, raw, plus belts and boots. Man you're gonna need some heavy fiber to move that out.
Hellboy
Anarchist Community
11-08-2010
"We started off trying to set up a small anarchist community, but people wouldn't obey the rules."
Alan Bennett, Getting On (1972)
"We started off trying to set up a small anarchist community, but people wouldn't obey the rules."
Alan Bennett, Getting On (1972)
Line In The Sand
10-08-2010
The line is being drawn through my heart
And we're conceiving fires through our thoughts
And you're just like me
And You're just like me
This is everything I wanted to tell you
I'm still in love with everything about you
And I feel the wreckage from everything you do
And I'm tired of still waiting...
If I told you the truth now
Would you still leave and take my heart?
And I still feel ugly. You're ugly just like me
When I show you the truth now would you still leave?
Will you ever change? But I still feel empty
Will I always lose this game?
This is everything I've wanted to show you
I'm no longer scared of anything about you
I lived through the damage of the heart you took from me
And I"m tired of still wanting
If I told you the truth now
Would you still leave and take my heart?
And I still feel ugly. You're ugly just like me
When I show you the truth now would you still leave?
Will you ever change? But I still feel empty
Will I always lose this game?
Bleeding Through
The line is being drawn through my heart
And we're conceiving fires through our thoughts
And you're just like me
And You're just like me
This is everything I wanted to tell you
I'm still in love with everything about you
And I feel the wreckage from everything you do
And I'm tired of still waiting...
If I told you the truth now
Would you still leave and take my heart?
And I still feel ugly. You're ugly just like me
When I show you the truth now would you still leave?
Will you ever change? But I still feel empty
Will I always lose this game?
This is everything I've wanted to show you
I'm no longer scared of anything about you
I lived through the damage of the heart you took from me
And I"m tired of still wanting
If I told you the truth now
Would you still leave and take my heart?
And I still feel ugly. You're ugly just like me
When I show you the truth now would you still leave?
Will you ever change? But I still feel empty
Will I always lose this game?
Bleeding Through
The Chalk Guy
09-08-2010
Jerry - There are many different jobs in the police. It seems to me, that the chalk outline guy is one of the better jobs that you can get. You know it's not dangerous, the criminals are long gone, that seems like a good one. I don't know who they are, I guess they're people who wanted to be a sketch artists, but they couldn't draw too well..."listen Johnson, forget the sketches. Do you think if we left a dead body right there on the sidewalk, you could manage to trace around it? Could you do that?". I don't even know how it helps to solve the crime? You know, they look at the thing on the ground..."aah his arm was like that when he hit the pavement. That means the killer must've been Jim."
Seinfeld
Jerry - There are many different jobs in the police. It seems to me, that the chalk outline guy is one of the better jobs that you can get. You know it's not dangerous, the criminals are long gone, that seems like a good one. I don't know who they are, I guess they're people who wanted to be a sketch artists, but they couldn't draw too well..."listen Johnson, forget the sketches. Do you think if we left a dead body right there on the sidewalk, you could manage to trace around it? Could you do that?". I don't even know how it helps to solve the crime? You know, they look at the thing on the ground..."aah his arm was like that when he hit the pavement. That means the killer must've been Jim."
Seinfeld
Responsability
08-08-2010
"Liberty means responsability . that's why most men dread it"
George Bernard Shaw
"Liberty means responsability . that's why most men dread it"
George Bernard Shaw
All I Need
07-08-2010
I'm dying to catch my breath
Oh why don't i ever learn
I've lost all my trust though i've surely tried to
Turn it around
Can you still see the heart of me?
All my agony fades away
When you hold me in your embrace
Don't tear me down
For all i need
Make my heart a better place
Give me something I can believe
Don't tear me down
You've opened the door now
Don't let it close
I'm here on the edge again
I wish I could let it go
I know that I'm only one step away
From turning around
Can you still see the heart of me?
All my agony fades away
When you hold me in your embrace
Don't tear me down
For all i need
Make my heart a better place
Give me something I can believe
Don't tear it down
What's left of me
Make my heart a better place
I've tried many times but nothing was real
Make it fade away
Don't tear me down
I want to believe that this is for real
Save me from my fear
Don't tear me down
Don't tear me down
For all i need
Make my heart a better place
Don't tear me down
For all i need
Make my heart a better place
Give me something i can believe
Don't tear it down
What's left of me
Make my heart a better place
Make my heart a better place
Within Temptation
I'm dying to catch my breath
Oh why don't i ever learn
I've lost all my trust though i've surely tried to
Turn it around
Can you still see the heart of me?
All my agony fades away
When you hold me in your embrace
Don't tear me down
For all i need
Make my heart a better place
Give me something I can believe
Don't tear me down
You've opened the door now
Don't let it close
I'm here on the edge again
I wish I could let it go
I know that I'm only one step away
From turning around
Can you still see the heart of me?
All my agony fades away
When you hold me in your embrace
Don't tear me down
For all i need
Make my heart a better place
Give me something I can believe
Don't tear it down
What's left of me
Make my heart a better place
I've tried many times but nothing was real
Make it fade away
Don't tear me down
I want to believe that this is for real
Save me from my fear
Don't tear me down
Don't tear me down
For all i need
Make my heart a better place
Don't tear me down
For all i need
Make my heart a better place
Give me something i can believe
Don't tear it down
What's left of me
Make my heart a better place
Make my heart a better place
Within Temptation
Didn't Even Buy Me A Drink
06-08-2010
Abe Sapien while stiching up Hellboy's shoulder - How long did he touch you?
Hellboy - I don't know. About 5 seconds?
Abe Sapien pulls 3 eggs out of his shoulder - Touched you 5 seconds laid 3 eggs.
Hellboy - Didn't even buy me a drink.
Hellboy
Abe Sapien while stiching up Hellboy's shoulder - How long did he touch you?
Hellboy - I don't know. About 5 seconds?
Abe Sapien pulls 3 eggs out of his shoulder - Touched you 5 seconds laid 3 eggs.
Hellboy - Didn't even buy me a drink.
Hellboy
Expectations
05-08-2010
"Beware of undertaking too much at the start. Be content with quite a little. Allow for accidents. Allow for human nature, especially your own."
Arnold Bennett
"Beware of undertaking too much at the start. Be content with quite a little. Allow for accidents. Allow for human nature, especially your own."
Arnold Bennett
I Don't Wanna Stop
04-08-2010
I don't know what they're talking about
I'm making my own decisions
This thing that I found ain't gonna bring me down
I'm like a junkie without an addiction
Mama don't cry I just wanna stay high
Like playing with danger or fear
Everybody's walking but nobody's talking
It looks a lot better from here
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me, I don't wanna stop
Why don't they ever listen to me?
Is this a one way conversation?
Nothing they say is gonna set me free
Don't need no mental masturbation
Too many religions for only one god
I don't need another savior
Don't try to change my mind, you know I'm one of a kind
Ain't gonna change my bad behavior
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me, I don't wanna stop
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me, I don't wanna stop
I don't wanna stop
I don't wanna stop
I don't wanna stop
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me I don't wanna stop
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me I don't wanna stop
Ozzy Osbourne
I don't know what they're talking about
I'm making my own decisions
This thing that I found ain't gonna bring me down
I'm like a junkie without an addiction
Mama don't cry I just wanna stay high
Like playing with danger or fear
Everybody's walking but nobody's talking
It looks a lot better from here
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me, I don't wanna stop
Why don't they ever listen to me?
Is this a one way conversation?
Nothing they say is gonna set me free
Don't need no mental masturbation
Too many religions for only one god
I don't need another savior
Don't try to change my mind, you know I'm one of a kind
Ain't gonna change my bad behavior
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me, I don't wanna stop
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me, I don't wanna stop
I don't wanna stop
I don't wanna stop
I don't wanna stop
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me I don't wanna stop
All my life I've been over the top
I don't know what I'm doing
All I know is I don't wanna stop
All fired up, I'm gonna go till I drop
You're either in or in the way
Don't make me I don't wanna stop
Ozzy Osbourne
Do We Have Time?
03-08-2010
Jerry - Talk show hosts never seem to have any idea how much time is left in the show. You know, they're always looking off camera, "Do we have time? Are we out of time? How we doin' on time? Anybody know what the time is? What's the time? Check the time?" You never see Magnum P.I. go, "Should I strangle this guy or are we gonna take a break here? Can you stay for another beating? I'll tell you what, I'll bop him in the head, we'll do a commercial, we'll come back, I'll drive in the car real fast, stay with us."
Seinfeld
Jerry - Talk show hosts never seem to have any idea how much time is left in the show. You know, they're always looking off camera, "Do we have time? Are we out of time? How we doin' on time? Anybody know what the time is? What's the time? Check the time?" You never see Magnum P.I. go, "Should I strangle this guy or are we gonna take a break here? Can you stay for another beating? I'll tell you what, I'll bop him in the head, we'll do a commercial, we'll come back, I'll drive in the car real fast, stay with us."
Seinfeld
The Spirit Falters
02-08-2010
"The majority of people perform well in a crisis and when the spotlight is on them; it's on the Sunday afternoons of this life, when the nobody is looking, that the spirit falters."
Alan Bennett
"The majority of people perform well in a crisis and when the spotlight is on them; it's on the Sunday afternoons of this life, when the nobody is looking, that the spirit falters."
Alan Bennett
Hollow Be My Name
01-08-2010
I see black
I see red
As all the other shades are beaten dead
You're pure crystal
The tempting sin
Can't you see that I'm giving in...to you?
This is the state you've left me breathing in
Struggling between this hate and suffering
Come, shake the leeches off me
and help me see through bloodshot eyes
Don't close the circle around me
for hollow will be my name
I feel black
I feel red
As all the other emotions are playing dead
You're living fire
The cunning lie
Can't you see how we both deserve to die
This is the state you've left me rotting in
Struggling between this guilt and suffering
Come, shake the leeches off me and help
me see through bloodshot eyes
Don't say you won't die with me for
we are one we are the same
Come, break the silence in me and help me
cleanse the bloodstained lies
Don't close the circle around me
for hollow will be my name
Poisonblack
I see black
I see red
As all the other shades are beaten dead
You're pure crystal
The tempting sin
Can't you see that I'm giving in...to you?
This is the state you've left me breathing in
Struggling between this hate and suffering
Come, shake the leeches off me
and help me see through bloodshot eyes
Don't close the circle around me
for hollow will be my name
I feel black
I feel red
As all the other emotions are playing dead
You're living fire
The cunning lie
Can't you see how we both deserve to die
This is the state you've left me rotting in
Struggling between this guilt and suffering
Come, shake the leeches off me and help
me see through bloodshot eyes
Don't say you won't die with me for
we are one we are the same
Come, break the silence in me and help me
cleanse the bloodstained lies
Don't close the circle around me
for hollow will be my name
Poisonblack
A Dream
31-07-2010
- Hal was going to choose you.
- Why?
- Because you had the heart. Because, no matter what happened to you, there was always the spark... the innocence. Hal believed you could stand where he would fall, when will wasn't enough... because you believed in the dream, more than he did.
- But I don't believe anymore! That's all dead! It died with him! I can't be what he wants me to be!
- This was never about Hal. This was always been about you... a dream... and a chance to keep it alive.
Green Lantern Legacy
- Hal was going to choose you.
- Why?
- Because you had the heart. Because, no matter what happened to you, there was always the spark... the innocence. Hal believed you could stand where he would fall, when will wasn't enough... because you believed in the dream, more than he did.
- But I don't believe anymore! That's all dead! It died with him! I can't be what he wants me to be!
- This was never about Hal. This was always been about you... a dream... and a chance to keep it alive.
Green Lantern Legacy
It's Always The Same
30-07-2010
"It's the same each time with progress. First they ignore you, then they say you're mad, then dangerous, then there's a pause and then you can't find anyone who disagrees with you."
Tony Benn
"It's the same each time with progress. First they ignore you, then they say you're mad, then dangerous, then there's a pause and then you can't find anyone who disagrees with you."
Tony Benn
Is This Love?
29-07-2010
I should have known better
Than to let you go alone
It's times like these
I can't make it on my own
Wasted days, and sleepless nights
An' I can't wait to see you again
I find I spend my rime
Waiting on your call
How can I tell you, babe
My back's against the wall
I need you by my side
To tell me it's alright
Cos I don't think I can take anymore
Is this love that I'm feeling
Is this the love that I've been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming
This must be love
Cos it's really go a hold on me
A hold on me
I can't stop the feeling
I've been this way before
But, with you I've found the key
To open any door
I can feel my love for you
Growing stronger day by day
An' I can't wait too see you again
So I can hold you in my arms
Is this love that I'm feeling
Is this the love that I've been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming
This must be love
Cos it's really got a hold on me
A hold on me
Is this love that I'm feeling
Is this the love that I've been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming
Whitesnake
I should have known better
Than to let you go alone
It's times like these
I can't make it on my own
Wasted days, and sleepless nights
An' I can't wait to see you again
I find I spend my rime
Waiting on your call
How can I tell you, babe
My back's against the wall
I need you by my side
To tell me it's alright
Cos I don't think I can take anymore
Is this love that I'm feeling
Is this the love that I've been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming
This must be love
Cos it's really go a hold on me
A hold on me
I can't stop the feeling
I've been this way before
But, with you I've found the key
To open any door
I can feel my love for you
Growing stronger day by day
An' I can't wait too see you again
So I can hold you in my arms
Is this love that I'm feeling
Is this the love that I've been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming
This must be love
Cos it's really got a hold on me
A hold on me
Is this love that I'm feeling
Is this the love that I've been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming
Whitesnake
Annoying Airports
28-07-2010
"Seems to me that the closest thing we have to Royalty in America are the people that get to ride in those little carts through the airport. Don't you hate these things? They come out of nowhere; Beep Beep, cart people, look out, cart people! Look out! We all scurry out of the way like worthless peasants. Oooh! It's cart people! I hope we didn't slow you down. Wave to the cart people, Timmy, they're the best people in the world. Ya know, if you're too fat, slow and disoriented to get to your gate on time, you're not ready for air travel. The other people I hate are the people that get on to the moving walkway and then just stand there. Like it's a ride? Excuse me, there's no animated pirates or bears along the way here. Do your legs work at all?"
Seinfeld
"Seems to me that the closest thing we have to Royalty in America are the people that get to ride in those little carts through the airport. Don't you hate these things? They come out of nowhere; Beep Beep, cart people, look out, cart people! Look out! We all scurry out of the way like worthless peasants. Oooh! It's cart people! I hope we didn't slow you down. Wave to the cart people, Timmy, they're the best people in the world. Ya know, if you're too fat, slow and disoriented to get to your gate on time, you're not ready for air travel. The other people I hate are the people that get on to the moving walkway and then just stand there. Like it's a ride? Excuse me, there's no animated pirates or bears along the way here. Do your legs work at all?"
Seinfeld
Two Kinds
27-07-2010
"There are two kinds of people in the world, those who believe there are two kinds of people in the world and those who don't."
Robert Benchley, Benchley's Law of Distinction - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)
"There are two kinds of people in the world, those who believe there are two kinds of people in the world and those who don't."
Robert Benchley, Benchley's Law of Distinction - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)
Peace Sells
26-07-2010
What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him every day.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to.
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?
If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But, it better work this time.
What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
I'm just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be president, of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people", right?
Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
no, no no no no
peace sells,
AHH
Megadeth
What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him every day.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to.
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?
If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But, it better work this time.
What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
I'm just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be president, of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people", right?
Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
no, no no no no
peace sells,
AHH
Megadeth
The Easy Part
25-07-2010
Ben Hawkins - I had him dead to rights.
Jonesy - Half a dozen goons would have caught him on the porch.
Ben Hawkins - I had him.
Samson - Listen kid. It ain't just the preacher. It's a whole bunch of them. And just not the ones holding shotguns. You kill him, they're likely go ape.
Ben Hawkins - That ain't my problem.
Samson - It is if they set on you. And they will. Like a pack of hungry dogs.
Ben Hawkins - I don't care. As long as he's dead.
Samson - What the hell is with you people?
Ben Hawkins - What do you mean?
Samson - You know what I mean- Management, you, Jesus, John The Baptist, the whole buch of you. All fire up to throw your lives away.
Ben Hawkins - They did what they had to do.
Samson - Hogwash! You think the Lord had to die to make his point? What if when they said "come down from that cross", Jesus had just come on down and spit in their eye? What harm would that have done?
Ben Hawkins - That's the dumbest thing that I've ever heard.
Samson - No, it ain't. The dumbest thing is dying when you ain't gotta. Dying, just cos you're piss-poor at living.
Ben Hawkins - That ain't true.
Samson - It's true and you know it, I'll tell you somthing else is true. When comes to living, dying is the easy part.
Carnivale
Ben Hawkins - I had him dead to rights.
Jonesy - Half a dozen goons would have caught him on the porch.
Ben Hawkins - I had him.
Samson - Listen kid. It ain't just the preacher. It's a whole bunch of them. And just not the ones holding shotguns. You kill him, they're likely go ape.
Ben Hawkins - That ain't my problem.
Samson - It is if they set on you. And they will. Like a pack of hungry dogs.
Ben Hawkins - I don't care. As long as he's dead.
Samson - What the hell is with you people?
Ben Hawkins - What do you mean?
Samson - You know what I mean- Management, you, Jesus, John The Baptist, the whole buch of you. All fire up to throw your lives away.
Ben Hawkins - They did what they had to do.
Samson - Hogwash! You think the Lord had to die to make his point? What if when they said "come down from that cross", Jesus had just come on down and spit in their eye? What harm would that have done?
Ben Hawkins - That's the dumbest thing that I've ever heard.
Samson - No, it ain't. The dumbest thing is dying when you ain't gotta. Dying, just cos you're piss-poor at living.
Ben Hawkins - That ain't true.
Samson - It's true and you know it, I'll tell you somthing else is true. When comes to living, dying is the easy part.
Carnivale
The True Definition of Politics
24-07-2010
"Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it whether it exists or not, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedy."
Ernest Benn
"Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it whether it exists or not, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedy."
Ernest Benn
Might As Well Be On Mars
23-07-2010
The city streets are wet with rain tonight
Taxi drivers swerve from lane to lane
A lonely guitar man playin' down the hall
Midnight blues comin' through the walls
I tried to call you on the telephone
I left it off the hook
Just to hear it ring
You told me you were better off alone
I never knew that tears could sting
I'm on the roof and I'm starin' at the stars
Lookin' down at all the cars
I can see you
In the window of your favorite corner bar
But to reach you is just too far
And I might as well be on Mars
The city seems so old and grey and beat
It closes in and makes me wanna suffocate
And you just live across the street
But that's a billion miles away
You've turned my world into a dark and lonely place
Like a planet lost in space, my light is fadin'
I'd cross the universe to be right where you are
But I'm right in your backyard
And I might as well be on Mars
I might as well be on Mars
You can't see me
I might as well be the Man on the Moon
You can't hear me
Oh, can you feel me so close
And yet so far
Baby, I might as well be on Mars
Baby, I can't fly
If I could I'd come down to ya
Maybe I should try
I'm on the roof and I'm starin' at the stars
Lookin' down at all the cars
I can see you
In the window of your favorite corner bar
But to reach you is just too far
And I might as well be on Mars
I might as well be on Mars
You can't see me
I might as well be the Man on the Moon
You can't hear me
Oh, can you feel me so close
And yet so far
Baby, I might as well be on Mars
Alice Cooper
The city streets are wet with rain tonight
Taxi drivers swerve from lane to lane
A lonely guitar man playin' down the hall
Midnight blues comin' through the walls
I tried to call you on the telephone
I left it off the hook
Just to hear it ring
You told me you were better off alone
I never knew that tears could sting
I'm on the roof and I'm starin' at the stars
Lookin' down at all the cars
I can see you
In the window of your favorite corner bar
But to reach you is just too far
And I might as well be on Mars
The city seems so old and grey and beat
It closes in and makes me wanna suffocate
And you just live across the street
But that's a billion miles away
You've turned my world into a dark and lonely place
Like a planet lost in space, my light is fadin'
I'd cross the universe to be right where you are
But I'm right in your backyard
And I might as well be on Mars
I might as well be on Mars
You can't see me
I might as well be the Man on the Moon
You can't hear me
Oh, can you feel me so close
And yet so far
Baby, I might as well be on Mars
Baby, I can't fly
If I could I'd come down to ya
Maybe I should try
I'm on the roof and I'm starin' at the stars
Lookin' down at all the cars
I can see you
In the window of your favorite corner bar
But to reach you is just too far
And I might as well be on Mars
I might as well be on Mars
You can't see me
I might as well be the Man on the Moon
You can't hear me
Oh, can you feel me so close
And yet so far
Baby, I might as well be on Mars
Alice Cooper
Great Summer
22-07-2010
It's amazing to me that people will move thousands of miles away to another city, they think nothing of it. They get on a plane, boom. They're there, they live there now. Just, uh, I'm living over there.
You know, pioneers, it took years to cross the country. Now, people will move thousands of miles just for one season. I don't think any pioneers did that, you know. Yeah, it took us a decade to get there, and, uh, we stayed for the summer, it was nice, we had a pool, the kids loved it, and then we left about ten years ago and we just got back. We had a great summer, it took us 20 years and now our lives are over.
Seinfeld
It's amazing to me that people will move thousands of miles away to another city, they think nothing of it. They get on a plane, boom. They're there, they live there now. Just, uh, I'm living over there.
You know, pioneers, it took years to cross the country. Now, people will move thousands of miles just for one season. I don't think any pioneers did that, you know. Yeah, it took us a decade to get there, and, uh, we stayed for the summer, it was nice, we had a pool, the kids loved it, and then we left about ten years ago and we just got back. We had a great summer, it took us 20 years and now our lives are over.
Seinfeld
Too Famous To Quit
21-07-2010
"It took me fifteen years to discover that I had no talent for writing, but I couldn't give it up because by that time I was too famous."
Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)
"It took me fifteen years to discover that I had no talent for writing, but I couldn't give it up because by that time I was too famous."
Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)
A Dança do Desempregado
20-07-2010
Essa é a dança do desempregado
Quem ainda não dançou tá na hora de aprender
A nova dança do desempregado
Amanhã o dançarino pode ser você
E vai levando um pé na bunda vai
Vai por olho da rua e não volta nunca mais
E vai saindo vai saindo sai
Com uma mão na frente e a outra atrás
E bota a mão no bolsinho (Não tem nada)
E bota a mão na carteira (Não tem nada)
E bota a mão no outro bolso (Não tem nada)
E vai abrindo a geladeira (Não tem nada)
Vai porcurar mais um emprego (Não tem nada)
E olha nos classificados (Não tem nada)
E vai batendo o desespero (Não tem nada)
E vai ficar desempregado
Essa é a dança do desempregado
Quem ainda não dançou tá na hora de aprender
A nova dança do desempregado
Amanhã o dançarino pode ser você
E vai descendo vai descendo vai
E vai descendo até o Paragüai
E vai voltando vai voltando vai
"Muamba de primeira olhaí quem vai?"
E vai vendendo vai vendendo vai
Sobrevivendo feito camelô
E vai correndo vai correndo vai
O rapa tá chegando olhaí sujô!...
E vai rodando a bolsinha (Vai, vai!)
E vai tirando a calcinha (Vai, vai!)
E vai virando a bundinha (Vai, vai!)
E vai ganhando uma graninha
E vai vendendo o corpinho (Vai, vai!)
E vai ganhando o leitinho (Vai, vai!)
É o leitinho das crianças (Vai, vai!)
E vai entrando nessa dança
Essa é a dança do desempregado
Quem ainda não dançou tá na hora de aprender
A nova dança do desempregado
Amanhã o dançarino pode ser você
E bota a mão no bolsinho (Não tem nada)
E bota a mão na carteira (Não tem nada)
E não tem nada pra comer (Não tem nada)
E não tem nada a perder
E bota a mão no trinta e oito e vai devagarinho
E bota o ferro na cintura e vai no sapatinho
E vai roubar só uma vez pra comprar feijão
E vai roubando e vai roubando e vai virar ladrão
E bota a mão na cabeça!! (É a polícia)
E joga a arma no chão E bota as mãos nas algemas
E vai parar no camburão
E vai contando a sua história lá pro delegado
"E cala a boca vagabundo malandro safado"
E vai entrando e olhando o sol nascer quadrado
E vai dançando nessa dança do desempregado
Essa é a dança do desempregado
Quem ainda não dançou tá na hora de aprender
A nova dança do desempregado
Amanhã o dançarino pode ser você
Gabriel O Pensador
Essa é a dança do desempregado
Quem ainda não dançou tá na hora de aprender
A nova dança do desempregado
Amanhã o dançarino pode ser você
E vai levando um pé na bunda vai
Vai por olho da rua e não volta nunca mais
E vai saindo vai saindo sai
Com uma mão na frente e a outra atrás
E bota a mão no bolsinho (Não tem nada)
E bota a mão na carteira (Não tem nada)
E bota a mão no outro bolso (Não tem nada)
E vai abrindo a geladeira (Não tem nada)
Vai porcurar mais um emprego (Não tem nada)
E olha nos classificados (Não tem nada)
E vai batendo o desespero (Não tem nada)
E vai ficar desempregado
Essa é a dança do desempregado
Quem ainda não dançou tá na hora de aprender
A nova dança do desempregado
Amanhã o dançarino pode ser você
E vai descendo vai descendo vai
E vai descendo até o Paragüai
E vai voltando vai voltando vai
"Muamba de primeira olhaí quem vai?"
E vai vendendo vai vendendo vai
Sobrevivendo feito camelô
E vai correndo vai correndo vai
O rapa tá chegando olhaí sujô!...
E vai rodando a bolsinha (Vai, vai!)
E vai tirando a calcinha (Vai, vai!)
E vai virando a bundinha (Vai, vai!)
E vai ganhando uma graninha
E vai vendendo o corpinho (Vai, vai!)
E vai ganhando o leitinho (Vai, vai!)
É o leitinho das crianças (Vai, vai!)
E vai entrando nessa dança
Essa é a dança do desempregado
Quem ainda não dançou tá na hora de aprender
A nova dança do desempregado
Amanhã o dançarino pode ser você
E bota a mão no bolsinho (Não tem nada)
E bota a mão na carteira (Não tem nada)
E não tem nada pra comer (Não tem nada)
E não tem nada a perder
E bota a mão no trinta e oito e vai devagarinho
E bota o ferro na cintura e vai no sapatinho
E vai roubar só uma vez pra comprar feijão
E vai roubando e vai roubando e vai virar ladrão
E bota a mão na cabeça!! (É a polícia)
E joga a arma no chão E bota as mãos nas algemas
E vai parar no camburão
E vai contando a sua história lá pro delegado
"E cala a boca vagabundo malandro safado"
E vai entrando e olhando o sol nascer quadrado
E vai dançando nessa dança do desempregado
Essa é a dança do desempregado
Quem ainda não dançou tá na hora de aprender
A nova dança do desempregado
Amanhã o dançarino pode ser você
Gabriel O Pensador
Like A Virgin
19-07-2010
Mr. Brown: Let me tell you what 'Like a Virgin' is about. It's all about a girl who digs a guy with a big dick. The entire song. It's a metaphor for big dicks.
Mr. Blonde: No, no. It's about a girl who is very vulnerable. She's been fucked over a few times. Then she meets some guy who's really sensitive...
Mr. Brown: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... Time out Greenbay. Tell that fucking bullshit to the tourists.
Joe: Toby... Who the fuck is Toby? Toby...
Mr. Brown: 'Like a Virgin' is not about this sensitive girl who meets a nice fella. That's what "True Blue" is about, now, granted, no argument about that.
Mr. Orange: Which one is 'True Blue'?
Nice Guy Eddie: 'True Blue' was a big ass hit for Madonna. I don't even follow this Tops In Pops shit, and I've at least heard of "True Blue".
Mr. Orange: Look, asshole, I didn't say I ain't heard of it. All I asked was how does it go? Excuse me for not being the world's biggest Madonna fan.
Mr. Blonde: Personally, I can do without her.
Mr. Blue: I like her early stuff. You know, 'Lucky Star', 'Borderline' - but once she got into her 'Papa Don't Preach' phase, I don't know, I tuned out.
Mr. Brown: Hey, you guys are making me lose my... train of thought here. I was saying something, what was it?
Joe: Oh, Toby was this Chinese girl, what was her last name?
Mr. White: What's that?
Joe: I found this old address book in a jacket I ain't worn in a coon's age. What was that name?
Mr. Brown: What the fuck was I talking about?
Mr. Pink: You said 'True Blue' was about a nice girl, a sensitive girl who meets a nice guy, and that 'Like a Virgin' was a metaphor for big dicks.
Mr. Brown: Lemme tell you what 'Like a Virgin' is about. It's all about this cooze who's a regular fuck machine, I'm talking morning, day, night, afternoon, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick.
Mr. Blue: How many dicks is that?
Mr. White: A lot.
Mr. Brown: Then one day she meets this John Holmes motherfucker and it's like, whoa baby, I mean this cat is like Charles Bronson in the 'Great Escape', he's digging tunnels. Now, she's gettin' the serious dick action and she's feeling something she ain't felt since forever. Pain. Pain.
Joe: Chew? Toby Chew?
Mr. Brown: It hurts her. It shouldn't hurt her, you know, her pussy should be Bubble Yum by now, but when this cat fucks her it hurts. It hurts just like it did the first time. You see the pain is reminding a fuck machine what it once was like to be a virgin. Hence, 'Like a Virgin'.
Joe: Wong?
Reservoir Dogs
Mr. Brown: Let me tell you what 'Like a Virgin' is about. It's all about a girl who digs a guy with a big dick. The entire song. It's a metaphor for big dicks.
Mr. Blonde: No, no. It's about a girl who is very vulnerable. She's been fucked over a few times. Then she meets some guy who's really sensitive...
Mr. Brown: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... Time out Greenbay. Tell that fucking bullshit to the tourists.
Joe: Toby... Who the fuck is Toby? Toby...
Mr. Brown: 'Like a Virgin' is not about this sensitive girl who meets a nice fella. That's what "True Blue" is about, now, granted, no argument about that.
Mr. Orange: Which one is 'True Blue'?
Nice Guy Eddie: 'True Blue' was a big ass hit for Madonna. I don't even follow this Tops In Pops shit, and I've at least heard of "True Blue".
Mr. Orange: Look, asshole, I didn't say I ain't heard of it. All I asked was how does it go? Excuse me for not being the world's biggest Madonna fan.
Mr. Blonde: Personally, I can do without her.
Mr. Blue: I like her early stuff. You know, 'Lucky Star', 'Borderline' - but once she got into her 'Papa Don't Preach' phase, I don't know, I tuned out.
Mr. Brown: Hey, you guys are making me lose my... train of thought here. I was saying something, what was it?
Joe: Oh, Toby was this Chinese girl, what was her last name?
Mr. White: What's that?
Joe: I found this old address book in a jacket I ain't worn in a coon's age. What was that name?
Mr. Brown: What the fuck was I talking about?
Mr. Pink: You said 'True Blue' was about a nice girl, a sensitive girl who meets a nice guy, and that 'Like a Virgin' was a metaphor for big dicks.
Mr. Brown: Lemme tell you what 'Like a Virgin' is about. It's all about this cooze who's a regular fuck machine, I'm talking morning, day, night, afternoon, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick.
Mr. Blue: How many dicks is that?
Mr. White: A lot.
Mr. Brown: Then one day she meets this John Holmes motherfucker and it's like, whoa baby, I mean this cat is like Charles Bronson in the 'Great Escape', he's digging tunnels. Now, she's gettin' the serious dick action and she's feeling something she ain't felt since forever. Pain. Pain.
Joe: Chew? Toby Chew?
Mr. Brown: It hurts her. It shouldn't hurt her, you know, her pussy should be Bubble Yum by now, but when this cat fucks her it hurts. It hurts just like it did the first time. You see the pain is reminding a fuck machine what it once was like to be a virgin. Hence, 'Like a Virgin'.
Joe: Wong?
Reservoir Dogs
Mediocrity
18-07-2010
"It's a sign of mediocrity when you demonstrate gratitude with moderation."
Roberto Benigni, in Newsweek - Italian actor, comedian, and director (1952 - )
"It's a sign of mediocrity when you demonstrate gratitude with moderation."
Roberto Benigni, in Newsweek - Italian actor, comedian, and director (1952 - )
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Broken
17-07-2010
With everything ahead of us
We left everything behind
But nothing that we needed
At least not at this time
And now the feeling that I'm feeling
Well it's feeling like my life is finally mine
With nothing to go back to we just continue to drive
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
I didn't know what I was looking for
So I didn't know what I'd find
I didn't know what I was missing
I guess you've been just a little too kind
And if I find just what I need
I'll put a little peace in my mind
Maybe you've been looking too
Or maybe you don't even need to try
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
With everything in the past
Fading faster and faster until it was gone
Found out I was losing so much more than I knew all along
Because everything I've been working for
Was only worth nickels and dimes
But if I had a minute for every hour that I've wasted
I'd be rich in time, I'd be doing fine
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
Jack Johnson
With everything ahead of us
We left everything behind
But nothing that we needed
At least not at this time
And now the feeling that I'm feeling
Well it's feeling like my life is finally mine
With nothing to go back to we just continue to drive
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
I didn't know what I was looking for
So I didn't know what I'd find
I didn't know what I was missing
I guess you've been just a little too kind
And if I find just what I need
I'll put a little peace in my mind
Maybe you've been looking too
Or maybe you don't even need to try
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
With everything in the past
Fading faster and faster until it was gone
Found out I was losing so much more than I knew all along
Because everything I've been working for
Was only worth nickels and dimes
But if I had a minute for every hour that I've wasted
I'd be rich in time, I'd be doing fine
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
Jack Johnson
I Heard Something
16-07-2010
New scene, Jerry and Elaine watching "Murphy Brown" in Jerry's apartment.
ELAINE: I just thought I could write it.
JERRY: Is that something you want to do?
ELAINE: I don't know. Those writers make a lot of money.
JERRY: Elaine, let me tell you something about show business. It's hard work! You don't just write a "Murphy Brown." You gotta watch the show, study it, get a sense of the characters, how they relate to each other.
ELAINE: O.K., can I just watch the show? God, what an asshole.
JERRY: What did you say?
ELAINE: I didn't say anything.
JERRY: I heard something.
Seinfeld
New scene, Jerry and Elaine watching "Murphy Brown" in Jerry's apartment.
ELAINE: I just thought I could write it.
JERRY: Is that something you want to do?
ELAINE: I don't know. Those writers make a lot of money.
JERRY: Elaine, let me tell you something about show business. It's hard work! You don't just write a "Murphy Brown." You gotta watch the show, study it, get a sense of the characters, how they relate to each other.
ELAINE: O.K., can I just watch the show?
JERRY: What did you say?
ELAINE: I didn't say anything.
JERRY: I heard something.
Seinfeld
Form Of Action
15-07-2010
"For me, words are a form of action, capable of influencing change."
Ingrid Bengis
"For me, words are a form of action, capable of influencing change."
Ingrid Bengis
Last Cup Of Sorrow
14-07-2010
This is getting old and so are you
Everything you know and never knew
Will run through your fingers just like sand
- Enjoy it while you can -
Like a snake between two stones
It itches, in your bones
Take a deep breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow
Raise the cup and let's propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most
It's your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way
It won't begin until you make it end
Until you know the how the where and the when
With a new face you might surprise yourself
Like a snake between two stones
It itches, in your bones
Take a deeper breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow
Raise the cup and let's propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most
Is your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way
You might surprise yourself
Faith No More
This is getting old and so are you
Everything you know and never knew
Will run through your fingers just like sand
- Enjoy it while you can -
Like a snake between two stones
It itches, in your bones
Take a deep breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow
Raise the cup and let's propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most
It's your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way
It won't begin until you make it end
Until you know the how the where and the when
With a new face you might surprise yourself
Like a snake between two stones
It itches, in your bones
Take a deeper breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow
Raise the cup and let's propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most
Is your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way
You might surprise yourself
Faith No More
Powertool
13-07-2010
Mrs. Doubtfire: Sink the sub. Hide the weasel. Park the porpoise. A bit of the old Humpty Dumpty, Little Jack Horny, the Horizontal Mambo, hmm? The Bone Dancer, Rumpleforeskin, Baloney Bop, a bit of the old Cunning Linguistics?
Stu: Mrs. Doubtfire, please.
Mrs. Doubtfire: Oh I'm sorry, am I being a little graphic? I'm sorry. Well, I hope you're up for a little competition. She's got a power tool in the bedroom, dear. It's her own personal jackhammer. She could break sidewalk with that thing. She uses it and the lights go dim, it's like a prison movie. Amazed she hasn't chipped her teeth.
Mrs. Doubtfire
Mrs. Doubtfire: Sink the sub. Hide the weasel. Park the porpoise. A bit of the old Humpty Dumpty, Little Jack Horny, the Horizontal Mambo, hmm? The Bone Dancer, Rumpleforeskin, Baloney Bop, a bit of the old Cunning Linguistics?
Stu: Mrs. Doubtfire, please.
Mrs. Doubtfire: Oh I'm sorry, am I being a little graphic? I'm sorry. Well, I hope you're up for a little competition. She's got a power tool in the bedroom, dear. It's her own personal jackhammer. She could break sidewalk with that thing. She uses it and the lights go dim, it's like a prison movie. Amazed she hasn't chipped her teeth.
Mrs. Doubtfire
Felony
12-07-2010
"Drinking makes such fools of people, and people are such fools to begin with, that it's compounding a felony."
Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)
"Drinking makes such fools of people, and people are such fools to begin with, that it's compounding a felony."
Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)
No Time To Cry
11-07-2010
It's just a feeling
I get sometimes
A feeling
Sometimes
And I get frightened
Just like you
I get frightened too
but it's...
(no no no) No time for heartache
(no no no) No time to run and hide
(no no no) No time for breaking down
(no no no) No time to cry
Sometimes in the world as is you've
Got to shake the hand that feeds you
It's just like Adam says
It's not so hard to understand
It's just like always coming down on
Just like Jesus never came and
What did you expect to find
It's just like always here again it's...
Everything will be alright
Everything will turn out fine
Some nights I still can't sleep
And the voices pass with time
And I keep
No time for tears
No time to run and hide
No time to be afraid of fear
I keep no time to cry
Sisters Of Mercy
It's just a feeling
I get sometimes
A feeling
Sometimes
And I get frightened
Just like you
I get frightened too
but it's...
(no no no) No time for heartache
(no no no) No time to run and hide
(no no no) No time for breaking down
(no no no) No time to cry
Sometimes in the world as is you've
Got to shake the hand that feeds you
It's just like Adam says
It's not so hard to understand
It's just like always coming down on
Just like Jesus never came and
What did you expect to find
It's just like always here again it's...
Everything will be alright
Everything will turn out fine
Some nights I still can't sleep
And the voices pass with time
And I keep
No time for tears
No time to run and hide
No time to be afraid of fear
I keep no time to cry
Sisters Of Mercy
Whose Keys Are These?
10-07-2010
GEORGE: They were in here, I saw her put 'em in here!
JERRY: Well, this is great.
GEORGE: Well, what do they look like?
JERRY: They look like keys, George. They look exactly like keys. (In disgust) "What do they look like."
GEORGE: Well, they're obviously not here.
JERRY: Well, they've gotta be here somewhere.
GEORGE: Jerry, unless I pull down on this statuette and a hidden wall opens up, we have checked every square inch of this apartment!
JERRY (looking through some papers on the desk): What is this? "Murphy Brown"?
GEORGE: What?
JERRY: By Elaine Benes?
GEORGE: What?
JERRY: Elaine's writing a "Murphy Brown"?
GEORGE: Lemme see this. (Tries to grab the papers.)
JERRY: Wait a second! (They fight over the paper.)
GEORGE: Gimme half!
JERRY: All right, here!
GEORGE: Why didn't she tell us?
JERRY (making fun): Elaine is writing a sitcom...!
ELAINE: You weasels!
JERRY: What? What?
ELAINE: How dare you!
GEORGE: We hardly read anything!
JERRY: It was funny!
ELAINE: Who gave you permission to come into my house and just go through all my things? You thought it was funny?
JERRY: Well... From what I saw...
ELAINE (grabs the papers from Jerry): Well, it's just a first draft!
JERRY: I was locked out of my apartment, I'm just trying to get my keys.
ELAINE (turning on George): Why did you let him in?!
GEORGE: He forced me to!
JERRY: I did not!
GEORGE: Yes you did!
ELAINE: You! Get out! Get out! Get out!
JERRY: Elaine, wait! I need my spare keys!
ELAINE: Here! Here's your damn keys, you keep 'em! I don't want 'em anymore!
JERRY: Good!
ELAINE (to George): And I want my keys back from you!
GEORGE: What, you don't want me to hold your keys?
ELAINE: No, you can't be trusted!
GEORGE: Alright, alright, fine.
JERRY (to Elaine): And I don't want you to hold mine!
ELAINE: Good! I won't!
JERRY: Good! Don't! Are these my keys?
ELAINE: These aren't my keys!
GEORGE: Whose are these?
ELAINE: I don't know!
Seinfeld
GEORGE: They were in here, I saw her put 'em in here!
JERRY: Well, this is great.
GEORGE: Well, what do they look like?
JERRY: They look like keys, George. They look exactly like keys. (In disgust) "What do they look like."
GEORGE: Well, they're obviously not here.
JERRY: Well, they've gotta be here somewhere.
GEORGE: Jerry, unless I pull down on this statuette and a hidden wall opens up, we have checked every square inch of this apartment!
JERRY (looking through some papers on the desk): What is this? "Murphy Brown"?
GEORGE: What?
JERRY: By Elaine Benes?
GEORGE: What?
JERRY: Elaine's writing a "Murphy Brown"?
GEORGE: Lemme see this. (Tries to grab the papers.)
JERRY: Wait a second! (They fight over the paper.)
GEORGE: Gimme half!
JERRY: All right, here!
GEORGE: Why didn't she tell us?
JERRY (making fun): Elaine is writing a sitcom...!
ELAINE: You weasels!
JERRY: What? What?
ELAINE: How dare you!
GEORGE: We hardly read anything!
JERRY: It was funny!
ELAINE: Who gave you permission to come into my house and just go through all my things? You thought it was funny?
JERRY: Well...
ELAINE (grabs the papers from Jerry): Well, it's just a first draft!
JERRY: I was locked out of my apartment, I'm just trying to get my keys.
ELAINE (turning on George): Why did you let him in?!
GEORGE: He forced me to!
JERRY: I did not!
GEORGE: Yes you did!
ELAINE: You! Get out! Get out! Get out!
JERRY: Elaine, wait! I need my spare keys!
ELAINE: Here! Here's your damn keys, you keep 'em! I don't want 'em anymore!
JERRY: Good!
ELAINE (to George): And I want my keys back from you!
GEORGE: What, you don't want me to hold your keys?
ELAINE: No, you can't be trusted!
GEORGE: Alright, alright, fine.
JERRY (to Elaine): And I don't want you to hold mine!
ELAINE: Good! I won't!
JERRY: Good! Don't! Are these my keys?
ELAINE: These aren't my keys!
GEORGE: Whose are these?
ELAINE: I don't know!
Seinfeld
No Wisdom
09-07-2010
"We thought, because we had power, we had wisdom."
Stephen Vincent Benet, Litany for Dictatorships, 1935 - US poet & short story author (1898 - 1943)
"We thought, because we had power, we had wisdom."
Stephen Vincent Benet, Litany for Dictatorships, 1935 - US poet & short story author (1898 - 1943)
Heaven
08-07-2010
You don't need no friends
get back your faith again
you have the power to believe
another dissident
take back your evidence
it has no power to deceive
I'll believe it when I see it, for myself
I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive
I sit with them all night
everything they say is right
but in the morning they were wrong
I'll be right by your side
come hell or water high
down any road you choose to roam
I'll believe it when I see it for myself
I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive, yeah
darling, I believe, Oh Lord
sometimes it's hard to breathe, Lord
at the bottom of the sea, yeah yeah
I'll believe it when I see it for myself
I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive
I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset
I can see the sunset
I can see the sunset
I don't need no one
Ohhhh
I don't need no one
I don't need no one
I don't need no one
To tell me about heaven
I believe
I believe it, yeah
Live
You don't need no friends
get back your faith again
you have the power to believe
another dissident
take back your evidence
it has no power to deceive
I'll believe it when I see it, for myself
I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive
I sit with them all night
everything they say is right
but in the morning they were wrong
I'll be right by your side
come hell or water high
down any road you choose to roam
I'll believe it when I see it for myself
I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive, yeah
darling, I believe, Oh Lord
sometimes it's hard to breathe, Lord
at the bottom of the sea, yeah yeah
I'll believe it when I see it for myself
I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive
I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset
I can see the sunset
I can see the sunset
I don't need no one
Ohhhh
I don't need no one
I don't need no one
I don't need no one
To tell me about heaven
I believe
I believe it, yeah
Live
Ties That Bind
07-07-2010
Katie: Dear Mrs. Doubtfire, two months ago my mom and dad decided to separate. Now they live in different houses. My brother Andrew says that we aren't to be a family anymore. Is this true? Did I lose my family? Is there anything I can do to get my parents back together? Sincerely, Katie McCormick.
Mrs. Doubtfire: Oh my dear Katie. You know some parents, when they're angry, they get along much better when they don't live together. They don't fight all the time, and they can become better people, and much better mummies and daddies for you. And sometimes they get back together. And sometimes they don't dear. And if they don't, don't blame yourself. Just because they don't love each other anymore, doesn't mean that they don't love you. There are all sorts of different families, Katie. Some families have one mommy, some families have one daddy, or two families. And some children live with their uncle or aunt. Some live with their grandparents, and some children live with foster parents. And some live in separate homes, in separate neighborhoods, in different areas of the country - and they may not see each other for days, or weeks, months... even years at a time. But if there's love, dear... those are the ties that bind, and you'll have a family in your heart, forever. All my love to you poppit, you're going to be alright... bye bye.
Mrs. Doubtfire
Katie: Dear Mrs. Doubtfire, two months ago my mom and dad decided to separate. Now they live in different houses. My brother Andrew says that we aren't to be a family anymore. Is this true? Did I lose my family? Is there anything I can do to get my parents back together? Sincerely, Katie McCormick.
Mrs. Doubtfire: Oh my dear Katie. You know some parents, when they're angry, they get along much better when they don't live together. They don't fight all the time, and they can become better people, and much better mummies and daddies for you. And sometimes they get back together. And sometimes they don't dear. And if they don't, don't blame yourself. Just because they don't love each other anymore, doesn't mean that they don't love you. There are all sorts of different families, Katie. Some families have one mommy, some families have one daddy, or two families. And some children live with their uncle or aunt. Some live with their grandparents, and some children live with foster parents. And some live in separate homes, in separate neighborhoods, in different areas of the country - and they may not see each other for days, or weeks, months... even years at a time. But if there's love, dear... those are the ties that bind, and you'll have a family in your heart, forever. All my love to you poppit, you're going to be alright... bye bye.
Mrs. Doubtfire
Surprise Work
06-07-2010
"Anyone can do any amount of work provided it isn't the work he is supposed to be doing at the moment."
Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)
"Anyone can do any amount of work provided it isn't the work he is supposed to be doing at the moment."
Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)
It's So Easy
05-07-2010
I see your sister in her Sunday dress
She's out to please
She pouts her best
She's out to take
No need to try
She's ready to make
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
Cars are crashin' every night
I drink n'drive everything's in sight
I make the fire
But I miss the firefight
I hit the bull's eye every night
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
Yeah it's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
See me hit you
You fall down
I see you standin' there
You think you're so cool
Why don't you just
Fuck off
Ya get nothin' for nothin'
If that's what ya do
Turn around bitch I got a use for you
Besides you ain't got nothin' better to do
And I'm bored
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
So come with me
Don't ask me where 'cause I don't know
I'll try ta please you
I ain't got no money but it goes to show
It's so easy
Guns N Roses
I see your sister in her Sunday dress
She's out to please
She pouts her best
She's out to take
No need to try
She's ready to make
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
Cars are crashin' every night
I drink n'drive everything's in sight
I make the fire
But I miss the firefight
I hit the bull's eye every night
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
Yeah it's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
See me hit you
You fall down
I see you standin' there
You think you're so cool
Why don't you just
Fuck off
Ya get nothin' for nothin'
If that's what ya do
Turn around bitch I got a use for you
Besides you ain't got nothin' better to do
And I'm bored
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
So come with me
Don't ask me where 'cause I don't know
I'll try ta please you
I ain't got no money but it goes to show
It's so easy
Guns N Roses
Crock Of Sh*t
04-07-2010
JERRY: Don't you see? You're just avoiding the middle man. You were gonna give her her spare keys, so she was gonna give 'em to me. So, all that's happening is that instead of giving them to her, you're giving them to me. It's just unfortunate that when she gave you yours, you didn't give her hers. 'Cause then she would have given 'em to me, because she has mine. So then I would have never had to ask you for hers, so that I could get mine.
GEORGE: You're right, how did I miss that? Maybe because it's a crock of sh*t.
JERRY: What's that?
GEORGE: Nothing.
JERRY: I heard something.
GEORGE: Didn't say anything. (They go into Elaine's apartment.)
Seinfeld
JERRY: Don't you see? You're just avoiding the middle man. You were gonna give her her spare keys, so she was gonna give 'em to me. So, all that's happening is that instead of giving them to her, you're giving them to me. It's just unfortunate that when she gave you yours, you didn't give her hers. 'Cause then she would have given 'em to me, because she has mine. So then I would have never had to ask you for hers, so that I could get mine.
GEORGE: You're right, how did I miss that?
JERRY: What's that?
GEORGE: Nothing.
JERRY: I heard something.
GEORGE: Didn't say anything. (They go into Elaine's apartment.)
Seinfeld
The Need To Reason Elaborately
03-07-2010
"Any artist should be grateful for a naive grace which puts him beyond the need to reason elaborately."
Saul Bellow - US (Canadian-born) author (1915 - 2005)
"Any artist should be grateful for a naive grace which puts him beyond the need to reason elaborately."
Saul Bellow - US (Canadian-born) author (1915 - 2005)
Stop At Nothing
02-07-2010
Compelled to eternal hate, censure of the mob, submit to them
Pressured from the outside, prevailing herd mentality, fearing deviation
Traumatized, retreat and submit, habitual failure, they no longer attempt
Resist all efforts at change, practice the routine
Fake courage to impress the other sheep
All cowards in their own pointless, twisted fate
Constant friction, voicings of new converts, don't know shit
Arbitrary changes visit ownership upon me
Do I look like I need you to rearrange my realm?
Drift through the motions of your predetermined course
Escape the dreary confines of your present circle
Solve your internal conflict, mend your own life
Follow useless trends, fucking with my mind, indignant lies that I reject
I care less and less for your weak opinion, pretension, pomposity
Reinforce your fear, admonishment of fools, path of least resistance
Bottomless mass of simpletons
Uncover your own future, ignore the losers words
Endure the pessimism, projections of the timid
Escape the dreary confines of your present circle
Solve your infernal conflict, before your demise
Reinforce your fear, admonishment of fools, path of least resistance
I care less and less for your weak opinion, pretension, pomposity
You're not qualified to deliver me, realize, drop your crusade
Nothing will prevent the ends I have chosen
Agonizing reapprisal, long ago I came unto my own
Discard the worthless bullshit, comprehend the revelations beyond
Hypocrites eating shit, choking on the spewings they never lived by
Estimations of lesser men, self-fulfilled to their dead ends
Dying Fetus
Compelled to eternal hate, censure of the mob, submit to them
Pressured from the outside, prevailing herd mentality, fearing deviation
Traumatized, retreat and submit, habitual failure, they no longer attempt
Resist all efforts at change, practice the routine
Fake courage to impress the other sheep
All cowards in their own pointless, twisted fate
Constant friction, voicings of new converts, don't know shit
Arbitrary changes visit ownership upon me
Do I look like I need you to rearrange my realm?
Drift through the motions of your predetermined course
Escape the dreary confines of your present circle
Solve your internal conflict, mend your own life
Follow useless trends, fucking with my mind, indignant lies that I reject
I care less and less for your weak opinion, pretension, pomposity
Reinforce your fear, admonishment of fools, path of least resistance
Bottomless mass of simpletons
Uncover your own future, ignore the losers words
Endure the pessimism, projections of the timid
Escape the dreary confines of your present circle
Solve your infernal conflict, before your demise
Reinforce your fear, admonishment of fools, path of least resistance
I care less and less for your weak opinion, pretension, pomposity
You're not qualified to deliver me, realize, drop your crusade
Nothing will prevent the ends I have chosen
Agonizing reapprisal, long ago I came unto my own
Discard the worthless bullshit, comprehend the revelations beyond
Hypocrites eating shit, choking on the spewings they never lived by
Estimations of lesser men, self-fulfilled to their dead ends
Dying Fetus
Ghosts And Shadows
01-07-2010
Professor Edward Birack: Let's talk about our beliefs, and what we can learn about them. We believe nature is solid, and time a constant. Matter has substance and time a direction. There is truth in flesh and the solid ground. The wind may be invisible, but it's real. Smoke, fire, water, light - they're different! Not as to stone or steel, but they're tangible. And we assume time is narrow because it is as a clock - one second is one second for everyone! Cause precedes effect - fruit rots, water flows downstream. We're born, we age, we die. The reverse NEVER happens... None of this is true! Say goodbye to classical reality, because our logic collapses on the subatomic level... into ghosts and shadows.
Prince Of Darkness
Professor Edward Birack: Let's talk about our beliefs, and what we can learn about them. We believe nature is solid, and time a constant. Matter has substance and time a direction. There is truth in flesh and the solid ground. The wind may be invisible, but it's real. Smoke, fire, water, light - they're different! Not as to stone or steel, but they're tangible. And we assume time is narrow because it is as a clock - one second is one second for everyone! Cause precedes effect - fruit rots, water flows downstream. We're born, we age, we die. The reverse NEVER happens... None of this is true! Say goodbye to classical reality, because our logic collapses on the subatomic level... into ghosts and shadows.
Prince Of Darkness
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