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poem by Rwetewrt Erwtwer
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So we are not doing the traditional album, tour, album, tour, album, tour anymore. We're going to tour when we want to, regardless of whether we've got a record out.
quote by Ed O'Brien
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Crescent Moon Over Over The Eiffel Tower
First I think of Jesus, or not actually Jesus,
but the vapour trail from a jet, which makes
a line across the hard sky parallel with the top
of my window, which makes me think of Apollinaire
who said in a poem that Jesus is the holder
of the world high altitude record, a truly modern
aviator, and that’s how I think of Jesus,
being in Paris and all, the thing with Apollinaire.
But I’m looking at the line the vapour trail makes,
which way up in the sky would form a perfect T
with the tip of the Eiffel Tower (the tip of the
Tour Eiffel sounds better in a poem) if the Tour Eiffel
were a fair whack higher. You know what I mean:
blue symmetries of summer. And then I notice,
and here’s what the poem’s about, when my eyes
are making the imaginary T, just above the point
where my imaginary much higher Tour Eiffel
would meet the vapour trail, a crescent moon.
A crescent moon so thin and faint it’s almost not there
in the hot white Paris sky. But it is there,
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poem by Luke Davies
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City of the Mindful Heart. For KV.
The inhabitants are rightly proud –
let’s take the guided tour…
they show you first (they’ve never been inside,
themselves.. though they know someone who has…)
the Palace, it’s still called,
the seat of government… throughout
its sometimes turbulent, sometimes complacent rule,
it’s stood for that central place where golden hearts
seek unity in national multiplicity;
and seek to care for multiplicity…
not far away, that great domed building,
it’s been temple, church, mosque in its time,
been desecrated, restored, so many times;
and truth to tell, while it’s the symbol
of the nation, there are many more
who are proud of it, than have entered it…
here too, a quiet place to find
the unity in multiplicity…
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poem by Michael Shepherd
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La Muse Malade (The Sick Muse)
Ma pauvre muse, hélas! qu'as-tu donc ce matin?
Tes yeux creux sont peuplés de visions nocturnes,
Et je vois tour à tour réfléchis sur ton teint
La folie et l'horreur, froides et taciturnes.
Le succube verdâtre et le rose lutin
T'ont-ils versé la peur et l'amour de leurs urnes?
Le cauchemar, d'un poing despotique et mutin
T'a-t-il noyée au fond d'un fabuleux Minturnes?
Je voudrais qu'exhalant l'odeur de la santé
Ton sein de pensers forts fût toujours fréquenté,
Et que ton sang chrétien coulât à flots rythmiques,
Comme les sons nombreux des syllabes antiques,
Où règnent tour à tour le père des chansons,
Phoebus, et le grand Pan, le seigneur des moissons.
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poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Interlude 2
Can I get some of that tea, some of that tea. I know I sound rhaspy but thats
hey, I used to go on tour ya know, and I'd be a prisoner, I used to be a
prisoner on tour cause I would go on tour and tour your'e supposed to enjoy and
have a good time but I'd be this prisoner in the hotel you know drinkin' tea
and ya know tellin' children ya know mommy has to sleep cause I wanted to
maintain this ya know emmaculate sounding voice, but that's not realistic, ya
know reality is sometimes I stay up late and this is what I sound like when I
wake up the next day, and ya know its a voice ya know and to me the the more I
uh focus less on myself the more I realize I can be used to spread a message,
because when I am I used to be so ya know oh my god if I sound ya know harsh
and rhaspy I can't go out there, that's a lie ya know I just sound like a
singer with a lot of stuff in her throat.
So, I told the people at MTV that they gotta like me better if not then people
are gonna keep on sayin' who's that boy on stage. Who's that little boy. OK,
we're just finishing tune up, OK...
song performed by Lauryn Hill
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Beatles Movie Medley
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Beatles - The Beatles Movie Medley
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(John Lennon and Paul McCartney)
Lead Vocals: John Lennon and Paul McCartney
[Roll up! Roll up for the magical mystery tour!
Step right this way!]
Roll up, roll up for the magical mystery tour
Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour
The magical mystery tour is waiting to take you away
Waiting to take you away, take you today
There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
Everywhere people stare
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song performed by Beatles
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Outrageous
Outrageous
When I move my body
Outrageous
When I'm at a party
Outrageous
With my sexy jeans
Outrageous
When I'm on the scene
Outrageous
My sex drive
Outrageous
My shoppin' spree
Outrageous
We on a world tour
Outrageous
Let's be it, girl
Sexy as I wanna be
Got these fellas chasin me
It's bout time I hit the streets
All my girls still feelin me
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song performed by Britney Spears
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poem by Phong Nguyen Ngoc
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Vérone
O Vérone ! cité de vengeance et d’amour,
Ton Adige verdi coule une onde fielleuse
Sous ton pont empourpré, dont l’arche qui se creuse
Fait l’eau de bile amère et de sang tour à tour !
Le dôme, le créneau, la muraille, la tour,
Le cyprès dur jailli de la fente argileuse,
Et tes tombeaux guerriers et ta tombe amoureuse
Te parent orgueilleusement d’un noble atour.
C’est en vain que plus tard ta Sœur adriatique,
Dans la rouge paroi de ton palais de brique,
Incrusta son lion de pierre comme un sceau ;
Son grondement ailé s’est tu dans l’air sonore
Où roucoule toujours et se lamente encore
La colombe plaintive et chère à Roméo.
poem by Henri de Regnier
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