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Hippies are so phoney and fake.

quote by George Harrison
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Fake Out In Buenos Aires

Fake out
Fake in
Fake it to me
What is fake?
Fake t.v.
Land of a thousand fake outs
Fake worse than death
In buenos aires
In buenos aires
Fake out
Fake in
Fakers delight
Fake your claim
Fake around the clock
Winner fake all
Three fakes, youre out
In buenos aires
In buenos aires

song performed by They Might Be Giants
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Fake People

All the time
I look in your eyes
But what I see
And what you say to me
Are two totally different things
You pretend you put on a façade
I only wish you knew that I'm not
The only one who sees it as odd
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
So now I must ask who are your friends
Are they really what they seem to be
Or are they just trying to hide from you their envy
Do your friends really have your back
Or is it that that's where by them you've been stabbed
I once had a friend
One I thought would be there for me till the end
Then one day my happiness ended and theirs began
And when I needed someone to lean on
Behind me did no one stand
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
Be careful who you let know your business
'Cause in the end
Rumors about you they could be spreadin'
Don't put your trust in people who don't trust you
There's no telling what they're liable to say or do
Grow smarter with each experience
And you'll see true friends
Are the friends who are their with and for you till the end

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poem by Dionne K. Kelly
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Not To Fake To Give

People want to have,
Their...
Lives wrapped up in gladness.
People want to know,
What it's like to have a harmony.
And people want to see,
Their futures bright in the Sun...
Lighting up their faces.
Acknowledging their products of love.

People want to find,
Perfection here on Earth.
But...
People ought to know,
They can't get it freely.
And...
Only those with open hearts.
Also know they're here...
Not to fake to give.

People want to have,
Their...
Lives wrapped up in gladness.
People want to know,
What it's like to have a harmony.
And people want to see,
Their futures bright in the Sun...
Lighting up their faces.
Acknowledging their products of love.
And...
Not to fake to give.

And people want to see,
Their futures bright in the Sun...
Lighting up their faces.
Acknowledging their products of love,
And...
Not to fake to give.

Lighting up their faces.
Acknowledging their products of love,
And...
Not to fake to give.

Lighting up their faces.
Acknowledging their products of love,
And...
Not to fake to give.

Acknowledging that their products of love,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Love For One Another Done

Where do we masquerade now?
That dedicated faith we fake.
The one we parade,
When charades made take place.

And...
Where do we masquerade now?
That dedicated faith we fake.
The one we parade,
When charades made take place.

That love for one another done,
Real or fake.
The respect for our fathers,
Is it real or fake.
The honor for our mothers done,
Real or fake.
And that love for one another done...
Is it real or just for fun?

Concern for our sisters,
Is that real or fake.
And what about our brothers,
Do they hug and fake.
As they backstab each other,
Calling one another 'mothers'.

That feeling,
Is it real or fake.
That feeling,
Is it love or hate.
That feeling,
We all celebrate.
And what about the brothers,
Backstabbing one another.

That feeling,
Is it real or fake.
That feeling,
Is it love or hate.
That feeling,
We all celebrate.
And what about the brothers,
Calling one another 'mothers'.

And that love for one another done...
Is it real or just for fun?

That feeling,
Is it real or fake.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cushions

When my leaders
Sit in the assembly halls,
For legislation,
With fake brains, fake thoughts,
Fake eyes, fake looks,
Fake existence, fake appearance,
Fake education, fake degrees,
They seem to me
Fake, fake beings,
As if
Some one has placed cushions,
On the sofas and chairs;
Cushions stuffed
With rags of worn out jeans
Or old pieces of sacks
Made of jute.

poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother

(ray wylie hubbard)
He was born in oklahoma
His wifes name is betty jo thelma liz.
Hes not responsible for what hes doing;
His mother made him what he is.
And its up against the wall redneck mother
Mother who has raised her son so well.
Hes thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks
Just kicking all them hippies asses raising hell.
Well, you know, he sure likes to drink that lone star beer
And he chases it down with that wild turkey bourbon liquor.
He got a 57 gmc pick em up truck with a gun rack
And a Id rather be a roper than a doper bumper sticker.
And its up against the wall redneck mother
Mother who has raised her son so well.
Hes thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks
Just kicking all them hippies asses raising hell.
M is for the mud flaps you gave me for my pick-up truck
O is for the oil I put in my pick-up truck, drain it out, and put grease on my hair,
T is for tolly parton,
H is for haggard
E is for el paso and
R is for redneck!
And its up against the wall redneck mother
Mother who has raised her son so well.
Hes thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks
Kicking all them hippies asses raising hell.
And its up against the wall redneck mother
Mother who has raised her son so well.
And hes thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks
Just kicking all them hippies asses raising hell.
Where, kinky ?
Where ? right here in the lone star caf in new york city!

song performed by Kinky Friedman
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The-Bad-Taste-It-Makes

When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
It seems to stay there eternally.

When it comes,
It's hard to breathe free.
Eventually it's shown on one's sleeve.

Heartbreak!
No fake the aching.
Or escape,
The wounds inflicted hard to shake.

Heartbreak!
No fake the chasing.
Or erase,
The bad taste it makes.

When it comes,
It's hard to breathe free.
Eventually it's shown on one's sleeve.

Heartbreak!
So hard it is to go away.
Heartbreak!
No fake the aching.
Or escape,
The bad taste it makes.

When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
It seems to stay there eternally.

Heartbreak!
No fake the chasing.
Or eliminate,
The-bad-taste-it-makes.

When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
Heartbreak!
No fake the aching.
Heartbreak!
No fake the chasing.

When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
Heartbreak!
No fake the aching.
Heartbreak!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Making Me Hate You

Cant simplify all the things that burn inside
But when you ask, Im fine but Im lying all the time
Its tough to say when you laugh at me this way
But in my mind Im crying, Im crying all the time
So pick up the vide, make me want to justify
Every word thats coming out your mouth
No looking back, you better choose a side
Im sinking within
You fake, you lie
Youre making me hate you
You fake, you lie
Youre making me want you even more
Cant see any good side of you
But I am trying, Im trying
I cant explain all the damage you can bring
But when Im blind
Im dying, Im dying all the time
So pick up the vibe, make me wanna justify
Every word thats coming out of your mouth
No lookin back, all I wanna see
Is that youre sinkin within
You fake, you lie
Youre making me hate you
You fake, you lie
Youre making me want you even more
Yes I will always be
Torn by what I see
Yes I will always be the same
Even though I stop thinking of you
Cant simplify all the things that burn inside
But when I try, Im dying, Im dying all the time
You fake, you lie
Youre making me hate you
You fake, you lie
Youre making me want you even moreyou fake, you lie
Youre making me hate you
You fake, you lie

song performed by Unloco
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No Baloney Homosapiens

Hey you out there in outer space
You're lookin' at some style and grace
The blood and gutty human race
Well, come on down here to meet us
And all you sightings up there in the sky
Feel free to drop in anytime
Anytime you're just kinda passin' by
And you get the urge that you want to see us
Oh, we're fun and games
Just guys and just dames
But don't call us names
And most of all, please don't eat us
'Cause we're no baloney, homosapiens
We ain't phoney
Oh we're no baloney homsapiens
Listen, just 'cause you got
more ears than eyes
That just gives you more places to cry
And acutely hear all the moans and sighs
Of the relatives of the people
You disintegrated
And don't you say we're easy prey
'Cause buddy, that's the day
Your underestimation will defeat you
But don't worry, we're civilized
And we won't eat you
'Cause we're no baloney, we're homosapiens
We ain't no phoney
Yeah, we're no baloney homosapiens
We're black and white
You're green and blue
Well, we're all right, so are you... I think
My blood's thick red
You bleed black glue
So, let's not bleed at all
Is that all right with you
Yes, we're no baloney, we're homosapiens
We're not phoney
Yeah, we're no baloney homosapiens
Yes, we're no baloney, homosapiens
Take it back with ya
We're no baloney homosapiens
No baloney, homosapiens

song performed by Alice Cooper
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Showbusiness

Say you wanna be in showbusiness
See the man on the tv with a phoney smile
Bring you up, bring you down
He can turn your head around
In showbusiness, showbusiness
See the man on a silver screen
With the phoney smile
Bring you up, bring you down
He can turn your head around
Showbusiness, showbusiness
Have a hit, maybe two
Make mincemeat out of you
Come back in two years time
Lay your heart right on the line
In showbusiness, showbusiness
Showbusiness, showbusiness
Wheres the next one, wheres the next one
Wheres the next one
Oh, baby just like the last one
Like the last one
Say you wanna be in showbusiness
See the man in the suit
With the phoney smile
He can laugh, he can cry
He can make you reach the sky,
He can say anything you wanna hear
Be anything you wanna be
You can say anything you want to hear
Be anything you want him to be
Make you leave your family
In showbusiness, in showbusiness
Take it to the bridge
And the next one, and the next one
And the next one
How can you do it like the last one
Now do it just like the last one, please
Like the last one, like the last one just like the last one
Say you wanna be in showbusiness
Have a pretty face and a pretty smile
Im thinking
Make you laugh and they can make you cry
But they cant wait, wipe the tear drops from your eye
In showbusiness, showbusiness
Say you wanna be in showbusiness
See the rock star up on the stage
Right now
Behind them drugs, behind them booze
Behind them people he can use
Behind them people usin them
Behind them people usin us

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song performed by Van Morrison
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Fake Friend(Revised, In Line Form, Oh and Viewable

The poison seeps from of your eyes.
I can read your lies.
Pure and innocent are dead and gone.
Fake it just fake it.
Pretending your some thing your not.
In the end I win cause I have had been in the alleys.
I've slept in a abandon home to keep from catching cold.
Where were you then my fake friend?
Who do think your fooling?
Do you stop and try to give a ride?
So how bout it my fake friend.
Such a beautiful sharlton.
When I was getting beat up in the courts by five guys for protecting a races rights.
Where were you then my fake friend?
When my house burnt before my very own eyes.
Where were you then?
Hiding behind closed doors like so many times before.
Every thing has been standing still.
I knew the time would come when I would be done with it.
You can't help those who lead.
They'll follow no ones' road but there own.
Judge me not cause don't know how much ambition I truly got.
My fake friend you will not make your failings my own.
For each man women child breaks free of such tyranny.
This is to you my fake friend.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Something Interseting Sestina #1

as long as you live, there is love
but in the recceses rise hate
all these words I draw with passion
with nothig to support me, except my faith
but to others my philosophy seems fake
so I go eat in a kitchen

build me a broken kitchen
that can be worsen by love
a kitchen that make all truth fake
one that is made whole with hate.
There I can vehemently laugh at those with faith,
there I have no time for passion

I have no time for you because you have no time for me dear passion
that's why you can't be a recipe in my kitchen
an the essence in my food is not threw faith
don't love
lie, loath, be livid, and hate
understand such rules with sincerity, don't be fake

yes I say that because the mind of the world is fake
no true passion
much mocked hate
but all is genuine and true in my kitchen
no false love
and lots of thrawted faith

tried faith
and to others this isn't fake
the situation is as real as love
and love as real as unforgiven passion
and both passion and love will destory my uncanny kitchen
which is established by raw hate

that word hate
miss understood by those that don't know the meaning of its faith
but all my creations thrives on it in my kitchen
and yes I will assure you no thing is fake
plus all creations are made without passon
and all creations in my kitchen are mained by love

So come in with hate, and finally take in all creation that's not fake
renew and change your faith, and here make lame all passion
in my kitchen, the place that no one love.

poem by Victoria Lee
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I Just Feel So 'Equally' Patriotic

Many movements ago...
When the land seemed active,
With reactive participation.
Weed puffed and flowers worn in the hair,
Upon the heads of people who cared...
And shared their dreams.
Then considered 'hippies'...
Singing 'Up Up and Away'.
And 'Monday Monday' everyday!
As they 'hopped and scotched'
Across the national scene.
How innocent...
Those times once demeaned.
Now gone to accomodate,
The greed that has been going on.

Rejected and dejected,
By those doing undercover shady things.
As today many look back,
Wishing to 'update' those priorities.
In a hopeful restored flashback!
To actively practice...
A more meaningful satisfaction to gain.
With a purpose that sustains.

'We're being stripped of our means! '
Tea party 'groupies scream.
As they witness a diminishing democracy.
Corrupted with the selling,
And the outsourcing of their treasured dreams.
The dreams of the 'hippies'...
They collectively demeaned.

'...and 'if' you're going to San Francisco...'

Now these same people,
Who ostracized and shunned the 'mavericks'.
Say they were nonconformists then...
Of set standards.
Defined by an 'exclusiveness'...
Those qualified and selected to express them.

And today...
Ruined by their deformities of blatant greed.
They 'consciously' say they wish a unity existed!
One that is proactively practiced.
To get a society off its racist knees.
But those are not the knees...
Seen begging in pleas.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stupid Girl

You pretend you're high
Pretend you're bored
Pretend you're anything
Just to be adored
And what you need
Is what you get

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in faith
Don't believe in anything
That you can't break

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

What drives you on
Can drive you mad
A million lies to sell yourself
Is all you ever had

Don't believe in love
Don't believe in hate
Don't believe in anything
That you can't waste

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in pain
Don't believe in anyone
That you can't tame

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it

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song performed by Garbage
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If You Ever Make a Mistake

If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!

If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!

There's no need for moaning or groaning,
Over what's been done.
No one lives a perfect life,
Under the Sun!

Alibis are like houseflies.
They begin to annoy.
And habits are like pests when invited...
They are hard to destroy.

Even if you hit 'em with a bat...
They come right back!

If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!

If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!

Strap in that saddle and take that ride.
Admit that mistake made,
And push it aside!

'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '

~Getting you to admit it! ~

If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some-Fake-A Baked Cake

No I don't have...
What I do have.
And I do have...
That which I don't.

A peaceless sleep...
Like many who walk 'mean' streets.
No I wont have,
None of that!

Strung out on dope,
Because I can't cope.
No I don't have,
None of that to keep me off track.
Or,
Make an impact.

No I don't have...
What I do have.
And I do have...
That which I don't.

No I don't have...
What I do have.
And I do have...
That which I don't.

Psychotic I'm not...
Like the ones who worry a lot.
Or hooked on smoking pot.
No I don't have...
What I do have.
And I do have,
That which I don't!

No I don't have...
What I do have.
And I do have,
That which I don't!

Even though...
Some-fake-a baked cake.
Some-fake-a baked cake.
Some-fake-a baked cake.

And I wont have...
None of that.

Even though...
Some-fake-a baked cake.

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Tthe abusive ways people express their sexuality

The developmental issues of sexuality are complex, it is epigenesist at its best and worse at times. Most of the abusive ways people express their sexuality is through fronts of being "the good, " the good Parent, the good religious instructor, the good coach, just checking your under close to make certain you have them on right, real, perverted freaks pretending to love a child, and care for a child when in fact they are just enacting their own past abuse behind a fake role, a fake motive. And the passive parent, or passave one that lets it happen without doing anything. Such stunted people just use children as fronts, they are Bookies, drug dealers, fake businessman, and fake politician. The fake politician, is perhaps the worse, like the fake father it is all about his vanity, he will destroy his son for his vanity and cover it up with righteousness.

poem by Michael Kavuoti
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~Smile~

We all smile to show our happiness,
We use it a lot, Yes,

Smile can be fake or real,
Its used to show or hide how we feel,

Fake smile is shown when,
Pain in heart rises,
And real smile is shown when,
Unexpected happiness doubles in sizes,

Natural or Not,
But its better to show a real one on the spot,

Let us be honest,
the only time we show the real smile is when someone has touched our heart,
and when we show the fake smile,
is when someone has tear everything apart,

Yes we show our fake smile,
to show people that we are okay so they wont revile,

Its hard to put on a real one as your hurt,
And yes we try to heal it as we flirt,

Its time to face the fact,
Showing a fake smile is like showing a fake and stupid act,

Put every pain to the side and smile for now,
not for someone,
But for everyone,
and show it as we are endowed.

poem by Marop Aron
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Sun City

South africa away to south africa
Got to say I aint gonna play sun city
Chorus:
I aint gonna play sun city
I aint gonna play sun city
(everybody say)
I aint gonna play sun city
(no baby)
I aint gonna play sun city
Relocation to phoney homelands
Separation of families I cant understand
Twenty three million cant vote cause theyre black
Were stabbing our brothers and sisters in the back Im gonna say
Out government tell us were doing all we can
Constructive engagement is ronald reagans plan
Meanwhile people are dying and giving up hope
This quiet diplomacy aint nothing but a joke
Chorus:
Its time to accept resposibility
Freedom is a priviledge nobody rides for free
Look around the world baby it cannot be denied
Why were always on the wrong side
Chorus:
Boputhuswana is far away
But we know its in south africa no matter what they say
You cant buy me I dont care what you pay
Dont ask me sun city cause I aint gonna play
Chorus:
Relocation to phoney homelands
Separation of families I cant understand
Twenty three million cant vote cause theyre black
Were stabbing our brothers and sisters in the back Im gonna say
Chorus:
Written by little steven (c) 1985 blue midnight music/warner bros music ltd reproduced without permission

song performed by Simple Minds
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Two Can Make It

(t. snow/d. pitchford)
I used to get along
Tried hard to be so strong
What was I doing?
Honey, I thought I had it made
Proud of my masquerade
Who was I fooling?
I thought I was so smart
Nobody touched my heart
I took my chances
But then you opened up my heart
You made me realize
I had no answers
You came along at just the right time
Speaking these words
That made me change my mind
One can fake it
Two can make it
We dont need no more
Love feels better made together
Babe, aint this what weve been waiting for?
Honey, two hearts can make a pair
We got so much to share as we get older
Ill keep on thanking you
All of my whole life through
Over and over
You came along
At just the right time
Speaking these words
That made me change my mind
One can fake it
Two can make it
We dont need no more
Love feels better made together
Babe, aint this what weve been waiting for?
Aint this what weve been waiting for?
Baby
One can fake it
Two can make it
We dont need no more
Love feels better made together
Babe, aint this what weve been waiting for?
One can fake it
Two can make it
We dont need no more
Love feels better made together
Babe, aint this what weve been waiting for?
One can fake it
Two can make it
We dont need no more

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song performed by Diana Ross
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