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Pastimes : A Poetry Corner -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Andy Thomas who wrote (389)	2/13/2002 9:15:56 AM
From: Lost1	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

Andy, When will the espanol version of "Free Bird" be available?<g>

To: Andy Thomas who wrote (389)	10/4/2002 4:16:55 PM
From: Andy Thomas	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

i just completed my eighth album, 'infinitely'... bits and pieces show up on my mp3.com site mp3.com there are probably about ten or twelve out of a total of twenty-two songs up there now... the others are 'in the queue'... here are the lyrics for the entire album, in the order the songs were recorded: ABBADON (elle-ess-dee-type /w lyrics) some live in the future some live in the past some seek just to release abbadon as if that would be the ultimate gas some say some are good and some say some are bad and certainly there must be cads and nice guys who finish last but really all there is are the terror and the beauty and these add up to suffering as much as we're deluded... CHEMTRAILS it hasn't rained much lately and when it does it smells like toxic waste and where are they taking us i mean with haarp what is at stake? they say that everything will be free and that there will be no cost except they forget to count all the knowledge which is daily lost upon the altar of your safety yet their promises ring false and into such a maelstrom do we continue our waltz is it in your heart that you should be a prisoner can you see it the beast within you can you hear it what's that calling is it that wind which buries winners and raises losers from the ashes of defeat at the hands of the naive and is your consciousness just leaking like a sieve RAVEN GIRL 6 my dearest little raven girl or was that how it was in that lost and lonely world i remember the way she made yes that way she made me feel but that was so very long ago but sometimes late at night i swear she's there by my side or riding me into her ultimate freedom but how could that be i mean she being she and me being me perhaps there really is no other way except to say i'm not her father but am her brother and her sister and she's not my mother but my sister and my brother or so i wish upon her star as dream of gazing into those eyes again and seeing such as it were RAVEN REPRISE (Instrumental) A SONG OF DEBORAH In the days of Shamgar son of Anat, In the days of Jael every highroad was forsaken; those who went forth on their travels through by-paths took their way. Until I, Deborah, arose, until I arose as Mother of Israel. New gods were chosen and war was in the gates. But from five cities, not one shield [appeared]. Not one spear from among forty thousand in Israel. Dead, dead were Israel’s villages. THE SNAKE EATS ITS TAIL it's all happened before it will all happen again the symbols and scapegoats and methods may change but in the end the earth will get her blood can you figure it out do you dare even try what is it you're so afraid of that you must go on believing lies is it possible that the best word for god is not nice? i mean after jubalo jubala and jubalum killed hiram abiff at the temple of solomon i suppose none of that matters now but in the end the earth will get its blood and nothing ever changes just like a snake eating its tail over and over again PRAYER WHEEL 6 there was once a boy and he played his songs but only the demons would listen then one day this one lady heard him and by his sounds she was smitten but she went away yet he heard of her dreams but by then she had left this place and he sat there and played a song to try and remember her but no one was ever to hear the song save for she and of course his demons but somehow the song made it out into the world but it didn't matter because nobody heard so that song like all of the others made for the enjoyment of his demons and perhaps she his one time maybe only fan TIGER BY THE TAIL All your life you’ve been beholden to the tiger Always hoping to one day rise higher Now you’ve found a way and your freedom you have gained You’ve got the tiger by the tail now you cannot fail To anyone with this affliction To be ruled by the tiger is a common addiction There is one small simple step which if taken will ensure That you have the tiger by the tail and you shall never fail The simple step is to turn away In its simplicity is the primacy Of the rule of the jungle To hold the tiger by the tail yourself you must control (Mistress Persephone) Ella Robó El Corazón él era un fop pero edades natas demasiado tarde ella era el tipo de vixen tan muchos ama odiar él deseó amante pero su amante era tan simple ella lo sedujo con satenes, talones altos, y transparente él estaba solo quizás él debía ser tan que él permanecería en un mundo tan solamente ella era la luz y él era la polilla que él no podría oponerse sin importar el coste en este mundo no hay ganando todo está aquí para perder pero elegimos nuestro veneno y la suya era ella haber pintado, preening vixen de todos sus sueños ella robó su corazón y ése era cómo él murió pero no hasta que los años habían pasado solitario del griterío ella robaron su corazón que era así que natural y ahora él yerra a través de este mundo todo solamente cómo podría siempre un jane llano en pantalones vaqueros azules comparar a los clavos pintados y pelo undulado oscuro los clodhoppers y el algodón se miran siempre más allá de para los talones tan altos y satenes y desviartes transparente RAGNAROK They tell you everyone is the same And to think otherwise is to ask for a fate worse than death They raise some idiot in an agency to the status of hero And those who dare question this are said to be less than zero And then someone points out how there are rich and there are poor Then the same have the temerity to say, but if you follow me, no more Guffaw In the end you're probably just a loser like myself and most everyone else So enjoy your cigarettes and your sill-oh-sigh-bin And prepare yourself a ringside seat for the main attraction Coming soon to a theatre near you The age old battle of the titans Yog-Sothoth and Azathoth and friends versus The Elder Gods But don't forget it's most likely that you and I are nothing more than fodder Unless of course you're well to do with connections and secret handshakes In which case I might ask you What brings you here but the words and sounds of nothing more than a ghastly caricature of a former self -- perhaps Ragnarok? THE STAR WHO FELL TO EARTH There was a star who fell to earth And pretended to have the answer for those who were faking their victimhood Or so it would seem But nonetheless he was a star And he was in search of the key to the bottomless pit By which he could release Abbadon otherwise known as Appolyon And after all what could be better than to jump into a bottomless pit Were one to find and unlock it of course In any event if the star fell to earth and came to your door Would you turn him away or would you by chance love him to death instead? In either hypothetical case you wouldn't help but be made to one day pay THE KEY TO THE BOTTOMLESS PIT When the star who falls to earth has the key to the bottomless pit Then the snake swallows its tail And most all of so-called modern technology fails And the earth gets its blood Things are going to be different around here When the star who falls to earth has the key to the bottomless pit (SURF) HOUSE OF THE RISING SON there is a house in new orleans they call the rising sun it's been the ruin of many a poor boy and god i know i'm one mother was a seamstress always sewing seams my father was a gambler down in in new orleans the only home a gambler knows are the suitcase and the trunk and the only time he's satisfied is when he's on a trump oh mother tell your children not to do as i have done to spend your life in sin and misery in the house of the rising sun one foot on the platform the other foot on the train i'm going back to new orleans to wear that ball and chain there is a house in new orleans they call the rising sun it's been the ruin of many a poor boy and god i know i'm one PETER PAN There's a boy who is sure He will never grow up And everwhere he looks he sees promises of one thing And the delivery of another And he asks himself if the Tetragrammaton is not the demiurge And if his love will always be forsaken And if the words Tremendous Bendus Mendus Trendus Ever had any meaning Outside of the circles of those who know But never wish to show Because some things must remain hidden Even if by love others are smitten But the best things in life are forbidden By the priests, politicians, and the police I mean where would we be if people were actually to enjoy themselves To act out their every heretofore hidden fantasy? What are needed are ersatz beings That those of us who remain true to our beliefs Might be redeemed SECOND PSALM I. Why this uproar among the nations, this impotent muttering of the peoples? Kings of the earth take up position, princes plot together against the YHVH and his anointed, "Now let us break their fetters! Now let us throw off their bonds!" II. He who is enthroned in the heavens laughs, The YHVH makes a mockery of them, then in his anger rebukes them, in his rage he strikes them with terror. III. "I myself have anointed my king on Zion my holy mountain." IV. "I will proclaim the decree of the YHVH: He said to me," ‘You are my son, today I have fathered you. Ask of me, and I shall give you the nations as your birthright, the whole world as your possession. With an iron scepter you will break them, shatter them like so many pots.’" V. So now, you kings, come to your senses, you earthly rulers, learn a lesson! In fear be submissive to YHVH; with fear kiss the son, lest he be angry and your way come to nothing, for his fury flares up in a moment. MELANCHOLY ANNETE She was so sad And such a bitch And so needy And so rich But not in any way you would understand Certainly she was Satan's daughter She wanted him to eat her pussy Because he was so diligent Yet in the end she could not keep him And he was a demon alien And she was special beyond anything ever conceived MELANCHOLY CHRISTIANA There was a special girl And she was so pissed at him And hated him for whatever reason But he was ridiculous in his own right And they were both melancholy And she craved elle-ess-dee and emm-dee-emm-eh And he wanted sill-oh-sigh-bin and we'd And she being a raven and would be succubus was the only one Who ever gave him an orgasm by entering his dreams And who knows if he was ever as profound in return to her She certainly turned him on like no one before or ever since BLUES IN A Oh she makes love for free But not with he Oh she's giving it all away But she will always make him pay And she thinks she is free But she is really just afraid Of being alone BlUES IN C Everywhere i go There's a drill sargent there At the bus station There's a drill sargent there Even in my dreams There's a drill sargent there FALUN GONG Even with fake immolations At Tieniman Falun Gong is still Just sick and wrong Are they CIA? Certainly they pretend to be gay What about chinese women? I mean would i want one as badly If there were 200 million more of them around? APPOLYON (sill-oh-sigh-bin instrumental) song of deborah, house of the rising sun ((surf) hrs), and 2nd psalm are derivative.... the rest are all original lyrics....oh... blues in c is an old army boot camp song...