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When you spit against the wind you get a dirty beard.

Romanian proverbs
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Spit It Out

If theres rage inside you so you cannot think
Spit it out
If you get so angry that you cannot speak
Spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
And tell them where they can put it
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to talk to him or her or it
And take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
If you get worked over at your job
Spit it out
If a taxi almost runs you down
Spit it out
You got to take aim with your mouth and speak
And give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
And take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out
Hey, hey, hey
If youre patient and you have the time
Spit it out
Wait till theyre on the decline
Spit it out
The chinese say you meet the hard with the soft
The yin with the yang, the down with the up, oh
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to grab that dumb he, she or it
And give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out, babe, spit it out
Hey

song performed by Lou Reed
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Dirty White Boy

Hey, baby, if youre feelin down
I know whats good for you all day
Are you worried what your friends see
Will it ruin your reputation lovin me
cause Im a dirty white boy
Yeah a dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Dont drive no big black car
Dont like no hollywood movie star
You want me to be true to you
You dont give a damn what I do to you
Im just a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Well, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Ive been in trouble since I dont know when
Im in trouble now and I now somehow Ill find trouble again
Im a loner, but Im never alone
Every night I get one step closer to the danger zone
cause Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Cmon, cmon boy
Dirty white boy, white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Hey, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy, yeah

song performed by Foreigner
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Spit It Out

(coverdale/galley)
I never knew what a kiss could mean
Until the first time I kissed you,
You took my love in the palm of your hand
An showed me what a woman could do
Now I dont want sugar coated loving
Just silver tongue tenderness,
You gotta give me a certain satisfaction
The kind of love you seal with a kiss
An spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
I can remember, I can recall
When I first set my eyes on you,
Ill never forget the thrill of it all
Dreaming of the things we could do
Baby, you must be crazy,
Fooling with a man like me,
cos I roll my dice with a heart of ice
An make it clear to see
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
I never knew what a kiss could mean
til the first time I kissed you,
You took my love in the palm of your hand
An showed me what a woman could do
Your sweet caress an tenderness
Can take the pain away,
The things that you do make a queen out of you
An make me a king for a day
If you dont like it, spit it out
Now I know what your love can do
Ill be hanging round your door,
An Im gonna love you baby,
Ill give you more than you bargained for
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, if you dont like it...

song performed by Whitesnake
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Dirty Dancing

Muevele, muevele, muevele, muevele, muevele, asi asi
Bailar, yo quiero baila lalalalalalala bailar
Mueve las nalgas (shake your ass girl)
A la musica, we'll be dancing, dancing, dancing up in Havana
And we gon' shake it, shake it, shake it, gon' shake it
Hips start shakin' and movin' all around
Hips start shakin' and movin' all around
Hips start shakin' and movin' all around
Get them hips shakin' around
I like to dirty dance, I like to do my thang
So Mami, get a little loose and make your hips swing
It's like we're making love when I am dancing with you
It's like you climax Mami, when I dip you (ah)
So let's just dirty dance, yeah, let's salsa
Let's do that on the floor and make it hot now (ha)
And Mami, move your culo to the Conga
Sweat dripping down your body is how I want ya
And muy caliente is how you makin' me (ha)
To paradise Mami, is where you taking me
And all we really doing is moving our feet
Dancing really close and creating some body heat
But I remain elegant, you say elegant
That is is so irrelevant, so let's keep on dancing, cause look
I speak English and you speak Spanish
And music is the only thing that we be understanding
I just wanna be dancin'
Dirty, dirty, dirty dancin'
I just wanna be dancin'
Dirty, dirty, dirty
Bailar, yo quiero baila lalalalalalala bailar
Mueve las nalgas (shake your ass girl)
A la musica, we'll be dancing, dancing, dancing up in Havana
And we gon' shake it, shake it, shake it, gon' shake it
Hips start shakin' and movin' all around
Hips start shakin' and movin' all around
Hips start shakin' and movin' all around
Get the hips shakin' around
[Will]
Let's dirty dance right here on the floor, girl
Let's do our thang, let's give them a show, girl
[Fergie]
But I don't know, don't think they're ready for this (uh huh)
Let's give it to them, I hope they're ready for this
You put your hands on my hips
[Will]
I put my hand on your hip
[Fergie]
Baby, I'll follow your lead
[Will]
Check it goes like this

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song performed by Black Eyed Peas
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Hudibras: Part 2 - Canto I

THE ARGUMENT

The Knight by damnable Magician,
Being cast illegally in prison,
Love brings his Action on the Case.
And lays it upon Hudibras.
How he receives the Lady's Visit,
And cunningly solicits his Suite,
Which she defers; yet on Parole
Redeems him from th' inchanted Hole.

But now, t'observe a romantic method,
Let bloody steel a while be sheathed,
And all those harsh and rugged sounds
Of bastinadoes, cuts, and wounds,
Exchang'd to Love's more gentle stile,
To let our reader breathe a while;
In which, that we may be as brief as
Is possible, by way of preface,
Is't not enough to make one strange,
That some men's fancies should ne'er change,
But make all people do and say
The same things still the self-same way
Some writers make all ladies purloin'd,
And knights pursuing like a whirlwind
Others make all their knights, in fits
Of jealousy, to lose their wits;
Till drawing blood o'th' dames, like witches,
Th' are forthwith cur'd of their capriches.
Some always thrive in their amours
By pulling plaisters off their sores;
As cripples do to get an alms,
Just so do they, and win their dames.
Some force whole regions, in despight
O' geography, to change their site;
Make former times shake hands with latter,
And that which was before, come after.
But those that write in rhime, still make
The one verse for the other's sake;
For, one for sense, and one for rhime,
I think's sufficient at one time.

But we forget in what sad plight
We whilom left the captiv'd Knight
And pensive Squire, both bruis'd in body,
And conjur'd into safe custody.
Tir'd with dispute and speaking Latin,
As well as basting and bear-baiting,
And desperate of any course,
To free himself by wit or force,

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poem by Samuel Butler
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Dirty Eyes

You hypnotize
Honey
Yeah honey
You do it
Woooo, do it good
Do it all right
Every night
When you turn off the light
Its outta sight
(alright)
You hypnotize
Mezmorize
With your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Your dirty eyes
Breathin
Breathin heavy
Heavy
Heavy breathin
Send shivers down my spine
[make me | and [im|youre]] so glad that youre mine
[when youre so bad and youre
Mine]
Thats what turns me on
All night long
You hypnotize
Mezmorize
With your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
You got dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
I love your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Right through me
Your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes

song performed by AC-DC
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Down And Dirty

She's a dancing girl who brings up the heat
Hits on all the men
She knows how to move and make you feel
Like you want to get into sin
A chocolate bar was going really far
Really made me catch my breath
So she had an unordinary glance
I got down tools in the chest
Down and dirty
You're down and dirty, alright
She's down and dirty
You're down and dirty
She twisted her ass around drinks
While the dirty works the girl's booty
Whispered in my ear what I want to hear
Says, "Come with me baby, let's play." (Okay!)
She went to the back to get her traps
My sixth sense was bothering me
She came to work and something I heard
Makes me want to get comfy
Down and dirty
She's down and dirty, alright
Get down and dirty
Get down (Listen)
Down and dirty
Woo!
Alright
Ooh yeah
Well there's something going on
Something I've never known before
Leather and lace is all that I can see
I lost my power of will
You know she should be still
Never thought I'd get hit by some teen, no
I start to bleed, have mercy on me
I'm feelin' a bit distressed
What you're doing to me is so obscene
Got myself into a mess
She started to dance, I grabbed my pants
Found my way to the door
Hot on my trail, a thousand females
Saying, "Baby, more more more!"
Down and dirty
(Hurt me)
Down and dirty
(Well, well, well)
Down and dirty
(Oh yeah)
Get down and dirty
(She is)

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song performed by Quiet Riot
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Sun-Up

(Shadows over a cradle…
fire-light craning….
A hand
throws something in the fire
and a smaller hand
runs into the flame and out again,
singed and empty….
Shadows
settling over a cradle…
two hands
and a fire.)

I

CELIA

Cherry, cherry, glowing on the hearth, bright red cherry…. When you try to pick up cherry Celia's shriek sticks in you like a pin.

When God throws hailstones you cuddle in Celia's shawl and press your feet on her belly high up like a stool. When Celia makes umbrella of her hand. Rain falls through big pink spokes of her fingers. When wind blows Celia's gown up off her legs she runs under pillars of the bank— great round pillars of the bank have on white stockings too.

Celia says my father
will bring me a golden bowl.
When I think of my father
I cannot see him
for the big yellow bowl
like the moon with two handles
he carries in front of him.

Grandpa, grandpa…
(Light all about you…
ginger… pouring out of green jars…)
You don't believe he has gone away and left his great coat…
so you pretend… you see his face up in the ceiling.
When you clap your hands and cry, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa,
Celia crosses herself.

It isn't a dream…. It comes again and again…. You hear ivy crying on steeples the flames haven't caught yet and images screaming when they see red light on the lilies on the stained glass window of St. Joseph. The girl with the black eyes holds you tight, and you run… and run past the wild, wild towers… and trees in the gardens tugging at their feet and little frightened dolls shut up in the shops crying… and crying… because no one stops… you spin like a penny thrown out in the street. Then the man clutches her by the hair…. He always clutches her by the hair…. His eyes stick out like spears. You see her pulled-back face and her black, black eyes lit up by the glare…. Then everything goes out. Please God, don't let me dream any more of the girl with the black, black eyes.

Celia's shadow rocks and rocks… and mama's eyes stare out of the pillow as though she had gone away and the night had come in her place as it comes in empty rooms… you can't bear it— the night threshing about and lashing its tail on its sides as bold as a wolf that isn't afraid— and you scream at her face, that is white as a stone on a grave and pull it around to the light, till the night draws backward… the night that walks alone and goes away without end. Mama says, I am cold, Betty, and shivers. Celia tucks the quilt about her feet, but I run for my little red cloak because red is hot like fire.

I wish Celia
could see the sea climb up on the sky
and slide off again…

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Give Your Heart To The Hawks

1 he apples hung until a wind at the equinox,

That heaped the beach with black weed, filled the dry grass

Under the old trees with rosy fruit.

In the morning Fayne Fraser gathered the sound ones into a

basket,

The bruised ones into a pan. One place they lay so thickly
She knelt to reach them.

Her husband's brother passing
Along the broken fence of the stubble-field,
His quick brown eyes took in one moving glance
A little gopher-snake at his feet flowing through the stubble
To gain the fence, and Fayne crouched after apples
With her mop of red hair like a glowing coal
Against the shadow in the garden. The small shapely reptile
Flowed into a thicket of dead thistle-stalks
Around a fence-post, but its tail was not hidden.
The young man drew it all out, and as the coil
Whipped over his wrist, smiled at it; he stepped carefully
Across the sag of the wire. When Fayne looked up
His hand was hidden; she looked over her shoulder
And twitched her sunburnt lips from small white teeth
To answer the spark of malice in his eyes, but turned
To the apples, intent again. Michael looked down
At her white neck, rarely touched by the sun,
But now the cinnabar-colored hair fell off from it;
And her shoulders in the light-blue shirt, and long legs like a boy's
Bare-ankled in blue-jean trousers, the country wear;
He stooped quietly and slipped the small cool snake
Up the blue-denim leg. Fayne screamed and writhed,
Clutching her thigh. 'Michael, you beast.' She stood up
And stroked her leg, with little sharp cries, the slender invader
Fell down her ankle.

Fayne snatched for it and missed;

Michael stood by rejoicing, his rather small

Finely cut features in a dance of delight;

Fayne with one sweep flung at his face

All the bruised and half-spoiled apples in the pan,

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poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Dirty Old Town

(ewan mccoll)
Found my love by the gaswork croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canalkissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old towni heard a siren from the dock
Saw a train set the night on firesmelled the spring on the sulfured wind
Dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old townwere goin to take a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fireand well chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town, dirty old towndirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town
And oh well chop you downoh, dirty, dirty, dirty old town
Dirty old town, dirty old townand oh whoa-oh dirty old town
Chop you down one of these days

song performed by Rod Stewart
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The House Of Dust: Complete

I.

The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light.
The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the east:
And lights wink out through the windows, one by one.
A clamor of frosty sirens mourns at the night.
Pale slate-grey clouds whirl up from the sunken sun.

And the wandering one, the inquisitive dreamer of dreams,
The eternal asker of answers, stands in the street,
And lifts his palms for the first cold ghost of rain.
The purple lights leap down the hill before him.
The gorgeous night has begun again.

'I will ask them all, I will ask them all their dreams,
I will hold my light above them and seek their faces.
I will hear them whisper, invisible in their veins . . .'
The eternal asker of answers becomes as the darkness,
Or as a wind blown over a myriad forest,
Or as the numberless voices of long-drawn rains.

We hear him and take him among us, like a wind of music,
Like the ghost of a music we have somewhere heard;
We crowd through the streets in a dazzle of pallid lamplight,
We pour in a sinister wave, ascend a stair,
With laughter and cry, and word upon murmured word;
We flow, we descend, we turn . . . and the eternal dreamer
Moves among us like light, like evening air . . .

Good-night! Good-night! Good-night! We go our ways,
The rain runs over the pavement before our feet,
The cold rain falls, the rain sings.
We walk, we run, we ride. We turn our faces
To what the eternal evening brings.

Our hands are hot and raw with the stones we have laid,
We have built a tower of stone high into the sky,
We have built a city of towers.

Our hands are light, they are singing with emptiness.
Our souls are light; they have shaken a burden of hours . . .
What did we build it for? Was it all a dream? . . .
Ghostly above us in lamplight the towers gleam . . .
And after a while they will fall to dust and rain;
Or else we will tear them down with impatient hands;
And hew rock out of the earth, and build them again.

II.

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poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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Dirty Little Secret

Let me know that I've done wrong
When I've known this all along
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you
Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Who has to know
When we live such fragile lives
It's the best way we survive
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you
Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Who has to know
The way she feels inside (inside)
Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)
These sleeping dogs won't lie (won't lie)
And now I try to lie
It's eating me apart
Trace this life out
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret)
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Dirty little secret
Dirty little secret
Who has to know
Who has to know

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Dirty Livin

I cant get enough of what I need
People all around me lettin me bleed
Waitin for the darkness to blind the heat
I make my livin out on the streets
Dirty livin, ahh, dirty livin
I cant wait any longer to set myself free
Flashin lights keep runnin through my brain
Someone find the doctor to ease all the pain
Traffic in the city is burnin me out
She makes me wanna jump up and shout
Dirty livin, ahh, dirty livin
I cant wait any longer to set myself free, ahh
I cant wait any longer to set myself free, ahh
No more, no more
Ive gotta get away
Dirty livin, dirty livin
Ahh, dirty livin
Main line out of china is due in tonight
Mother, sister, brother are lyin uptight
I can hear the jukebox poundin out loud
I take my fury out on the crowd
Dirty livin, ahh, dirty livin
I cant wait any longer to set myself free, ahh
I cant wait any longer to set myself free, ahh
No more, no more
Ive gotta get away
Dirty livin, dirty livin
Its gettin to me, its gettin to me
I cant wait, I cant wait
Dirty livin, dirty livin, yeah
Why dont you set me free

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Dirty Dawg

You should have treated me right
But you left me lonely and cold at night.
Since you wont, someone will
Treat me better and be for real.
If you didnt want it you shoulda let me know
But since you didnt want it, then girl you got to go.
You left me sad and lonely, and ran away from home
So since Im not your only, then go and fetch your bone.
Chrous:
Dawg, dirty dawg, dawg, dirty dawg,
Dawg, ooh, youre a dirty, dirty,
Dawg, dirty dawg, dawg, dirty dawg,
Dawg, oh, youre sow damn dirty.
I gave you all that I can
Til I caught you swinginwith another man
But this time you strayed too far
Now you come beggin like the dog you are.
If you didnt want it you shoulda let me know
But since you didnt want it, then girl you got to go.
Dont think that you can play me, and jerk me all around.
You used to be ma baby, now your ass is in the pound.
Chorus:
Dawg, dirty dawg, dawg, dirty dawg,
Oohh, youre a drty, dirty,
Dawg, dirty dawg, dawg, dirty dawg
Oh, youre so damn dirty.
Yo, yo, why you wanna act like a tramp, a wet food stamp,
I think its time for me to break camp
Had a crush on my man the first time we met.
Now what you see is what you get
Lost more than a mil on a gambling bet
So heres the chuckwagon for the dog in you,
Heres the kennelration and the alpo too
Now you know I didnt want her
She tried to back me on a corner told her
Blow the horn like little jack horner
Forever forbidden, the fast girls in life
The fast cars they callem kittens
Theyve been known to amaze
But they cant pull one over me
I got game for days
Save the sap rap for the handicapped
Ive been around the block and I didnt
Fall for the trimmed trap.
Chorus

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Dirty Dirty East

[Intro]
Okay this one
Goes out to all the people living a dirty life style
You know what I'm saying
Dirty dirty east
Y'all mean south
Naah east playa
Dirty dirty east
Sure it aint south
Naah east playa
Still got love for the south though
North, west & east coast
Bang y'all heads to this beat fool
Gon' ride in the night while we popping them collars
[Rapverse1 (Lenny)]
Soy montuno cien por ciento
Una guitarra es lo que tengo
Cada manana estoy contento
Cada noche le canto al viento
El cantar de los cantores
Hace llorar a los mayores
Yo te regalo mis canciones
Remedio a los dolores
De oriente a occidente
Gente vamos ya
Del sur al norte
Mis guajiros a gozar
A si que oye como va
Mi ritmo
Ponte tu a bailar
Es outland
[Translation:]
I'm highlander hundred per cent
A guitar is the only thing I have
Every morning I'm so happy
Coz every night I sing to the wind
The song of folksingers
Make the grown cry
I give you my songs
As a remedy to the pain
From Orient to Occident
People come on now
From the south to the north
My guajiros lets get lose
Now listen how it goes
My rhythm
Get up and get your groove on
This is outland
[Chorus]
Well it's the dirty dirty east y'all

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Captain Teach alias Black Beard

Edward Teach was a native of Bristol, and sailed from that port
On board a privateer, in search of sport,
As one of the crew, during the French War in that station,
And for personal courage he soon gained his Captain's approbation.

'Twas in the spring of 1717, Captajn Harnigold and Teach sailed from Providence
For the continent of America, and no further hence;
And in their way captured a vessel laden with flour,
Which they put on board their own vessels in the space of an hour.

They also seized two other vessels snd took some gallons of wine,
Besides plunder to a considerable value, and most of it most costly design;
And after that they made a prize of a large French Guinea-man,
Then to act an independent part Teach now began.

But the news spread throughout America, far and near,
And filled many of the inhabitants' hearts with fear;
But Lieutenant Maynard with his sloops of war directly steered,
And left James River on the 17th November in quest of Black Beard,
And on the evening of the 21st came in sight of the pirate;
And when Black Beard spied his sloops he felt elate.

When he saw the sloops sent to apprehend him,
He didn't lose his courage, but fiendishly did grin;
And told his men to cease from drinking and their tittle-tattle,
Although he had only twenty men on board, and prepare for battle.

In case anything should happen to him during the engagement,
One of his men asked him, who felt rather discontent,
Whether his wife knew where he had buried his pelf,
When he impiously replied that nobody knew but the devil and himself.

In the Morning Maynard weighed and sent his boat to sound,
Which, coming near the pirate, unfortunately ran aground;
But Maynard lightened his vessel of the ballast and water,
Whilst from the pirates' ship small shot loudly did clatter.

But the pirates' small shot or slugs didn't Maynard appal,
He told his men to take their cutlasses and be ready upon his call;
And to conceal themselves every man below,
While he would remain at the helm and face the foe.

Then Black Beard cried, "They're all knocked on the head,"
When he saw no hand upon deck he thought they were dead;
Then Black Beard boarded Maynard'a sloop without dismay,
But Maynard's men rushed upon deck, then began the deadly fray.
Then Black Beard and Maynard engaged sword in hand,
And the pirate fought manfully and made a bold stand;
And Maynard with twelve men, and Black Beard with fourteen,
Made the most desperate and bloody conflict that ever was seen.

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poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Dont Spit On My Mind

(m - deris, grosskopf l - deris)
Every lie will win a prize
Love sold by a whore
Claculated sacrifice
Death without a war
Aftermath and alibies
Straw-doll-chess to please the floor
Dont tell me of any wonders shiftting gold
Dont tell me of a hard way we have to go throutgh
Still we pay your warmth out of the cold
Do you really think were blind?
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Any form of government
Has a black sheep part
But the brave will never know
What the black sheeps start
In the name of country-love
They enrich themselves apart
Dont tell me of any wonders shiftting gold
Dont tell me of a hard way we have to go throutgh
Still we pay your warmth out of the cold
Do you really think were blind?
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
We are the people, we are the messes you are for
We give the power and our desire must be your law
Dont think Im standing here all alone of a kind
Dont think because youre still there
Means that we are all blind
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Dont spit on my mind
Solo 1: michael
Solo 2: roland

song performed by Helloween
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Lowdown & Dirty

This is the thirteenth day of waiting, the second long weekend
These liberties youve taken, have got to end
This distance youve been keeping, grows wider everyday
Time is running out, theres nothing left to say
Innocent child, thats what I once believed
But now I know better, and I aint gonna let you play that game with me
Im telling you mama
Im gonna get lowdown and dirty, run wild in the night
Lowdown and dirty, this time Ill do it right
Loving every minute, making up for lost time
Ill get lowdown, lowdown and dirty
A little time to do something, some searching of the soul
I never knew your heart could be so cold
Youre driven by ambition and you want the best that you can get
Ambition leads you blindly if you let it
And I guess you let it
That innocent smile, it fooled me all the way
It drew me in, but now theres gonna be some hell to pay
Gonna be hell to pay
Im gonna get lowdown and dirty, and break every rule
Lowdown and dirty, nobody gonna treat me like a fool
Running free and easy, now Im out on the loose
Ill get lowdown and dirty, lowdown and dirty tonight
Such an innocent child, you fooled me all the way
You drew me in, but now there is going to be some hell to pay
Im gonna get lowdown and dirty, run wild in the night
Lowdown and dirty, do it good, do it right
You see Ive reaching for something thats been
Missing in my life
Ive got to get lowdown and dirty, lowdown and dirty tonight
Got to get, got to get, got to get lowdown and dirty
If you could see me right now darlin youd see me flyin high,
Goin crazy

song performed by Foreigner
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Lowdown And Dirty

This is the thirteenth day of waiting, the second long weekend
These liberties youve taken, have got to end
This distance youve been keeping, grows wider everyday
Time is running out, theres nothing left to say
Innocent child, thats what I once believed
But now I know better, and I aint gonna let you play that game with me
Im telling you mama
Im gonna get lowdown and dirty, run wild in the night
Lowdown and dirty, this time Ill do it right
Loving every minute, making up for lost time
Ill get lowdown, lowdown and dirty
A little time to do something, some searching of the soul
I never knew your heart could be so cold
Youre driven by ambition and you want the best that you can get
Ambition leads you blindly if you let it
And I guess you let it
That innocent smile, it fooled me all the way
It drew me in, but now theres gonna be some hell to pay
Gonna be hell to pay
Im gonna get lowdown and dirty, and break every rule
Lowdown and dirty, nobody gonna treat me like a fool
Running free and easy, now Im out on the loose
Ill get lowdown and dirty, lowdown and dirty tonight
Such an innocent child, you fooled me all the way
You drew me in, but now there is going to be some hell to pay
Im gonna get lowdown and dirty, run wild in the night
Lowdown and dirty, do it good, do it right
You see Ive reaching for something thats been
Missing in my life
Ive got to get lowdown and dirty, lowdown and dirty tonight
Got to get, got to get, got to get lowdown and dirty
If you could see me right now darlin youd see me flyin high,
Goin crazy

song performed by Foreigner
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XI. Guido

You are the Cardinal Acciaiuoli, and you,
Abate Panciatichi—two good Tuscan names:
Acciaiuoli—ah, your ancestor it was
Built the huge battlemented convent-block
Over the little forky flashing Greve
That takes the quick turn at the foot o' the hill
Just as one first sees Florence: oh those days!
'T is Ema, though, the other rivulet,
The one-arched brown brick bridge yawns over,—yes,
Gallop and go five minutes, and you gain
The Roman Gate from where the Ema's bridged:
Kingfishers fly there: how I see the bend
O'erturreted by Certosa which he built,
That Senescal (we styled him) of your House!
I do adjure you, help me, Sirs! My blood
Comes from as far a source: ought it to end
This way, by leakage through their scaffold-planks
Into Rome's sink where her red refuse runs?
Sirs, I beseech you by blood-sympathy,
If there be any vile experiment
In the air,—if this your visit simply prove,
When all's done, just a well-intentioned trick,
That tries for truth truer than truth itself,
By startling up a man, ere break of day,
To tell him he must die at sunset,—pshaw!
That man's a Franceschini; feel his pulse,
Laugh at your folly, and let's all go sleep!
You have my last word,—innocent am I
As Innocent my Pope and murderer,
Innocent as a babe, as Mary's own,
As Mary's self,—I said, say and repeat,—
And why, then, should I die twelve hours hence? I—
Whom, not twelve hours ago, the gaoler bade
Turn to my straw-truss, settle and sleep sound
That I might wake the sooner, promptlier pay
His due of meat-and-drink-indulgence, cross
His palm with fee of the good-hand, beside,
As gallants use who go at large again!
For why? All honest Rome approved my part;
Whoever owned wife, sister, daughter,—nay,
Mistress,—had any shadow of any right
That looks like right, and, all the more resolved,
Held it with tooth and nail,—these manly men
Approved! I being for Rome, Rome was for me.
Then, there's the point reserved, the subterfuge
My lawyers held by, kept for last resource,
Firm should all else,—the impossible fancy!—fail,
And sneaking burgess-spirit win the day.
The knaves! One plea at least would hold,—they laughed,—
One grappling-iron scratch the bottom-rock

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poem by Robert Browning from The Ring and the Book
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