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Showbusiness
Contributed by
lost_chadow
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Wednesday, 18th January 2006 @ 08:18:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
poets
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We pay high fines to put ourselves in the lime light
stayin up late at night, to find the right rhyme
so that surely when we hit the stage, our lines will shine
Sing of love and warn of danger to complete strangers sometimes
Heck, if we wanted, we'd recite over the phone line
so disgusted or lusty we pine for our own time
with a promise to write, we lean precariously towards fantasizing
old wounds break, and our hearts fake what we once felt before
We warn ouselves not to fall through when we open that door
We preach of past and future, calling out to distant shores
We rattle our own cages so that the tourists will hear us roar
Hear us raging at the present, or bristling at crimes of yore
Before we sleep, we think at least one lyric
make up names like Soul Speakers so newbies will feel our spirit
We say we'll shake ya up, like the thunder when ya hear it
Put out tickets for ya cash, so you'll know that we're endearing
Make ya pay while we refresh ouselves like a speaking dose of spearmint
You hear that?
These people are crazy!
And that's why I love 'em.
Copyright ©
lost_chadow
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2006-01-18 20:18:14]
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Thursday, 19th January 2006 @ 03:10:51 AM AEST
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