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[sid] => 3914
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Jewel
[time] => 2002-09-16 17:44:37
[hometext] => Heres a collage poem of some of my favorite Jewel lyrics. Its a quite interesting poem.
[bodytext] => People living their lives for you on TV
They say they're better than you and you agree Another day, another dollar, another war, another tower So we pray to as many gods are there are flowers But we call religion our friend We're so worried about saving our souls Afraid that God will take His toll That we forget to begin You get social security, but that don't pay your bills There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay So you bargain with the Devil. Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So, knocking on his door again last night, said you needed it bad - you know that ain't right Cause you've come to me crying trying to stop, you said it hurts so bad But please don't let you go back for more My little sister is a Zombie in a body with no soul a role she has learned to play we gotta start feeding our souls Not our addictions or afflictions of pain our souls have been lost to the millions with lots who feed on addiction selling pills and what's hot but clothing is the closest approximation to God and He only knows that drugs are all we know of love Every day we starve while we eat white bread and beer instead of a handshake or hug We spill the pills and sweep them under the rug. Always felt I was outside looking in on you You were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care Well in case you failed to notice, In case you failed to see, This is my heart bleeding before you, This is me down on my knees As I clumsily strummed my guitar You'd teach me of honest things Things that were daring, things that were clean Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else Somebody who gave a damn, Somebody more like myself. Adrian came home again last summer People talk People stare An unfortunate accident in a canoe Dr. said, 'I'm sorry, not much I can do' Dr. said it's no use He looked so fragile, he looked so small Everyone in town had that 'I'm so sorry look' They talked in a whispered hush, said 'I'd turn the machines off' But still she sat by his side Said, 'life he won't be denied' He's like an unused toy He's got big hands but the mind of a little boy Adrian came home again last summer Things just haven't been the same around here. I was thinking that I might fly today Just to disprove all the things that you say It doesn't take a talent to be mean You words can crush things that are unseen You always tell me that it's impossible Why's it gotta be so complicated Why you gotta tell me if I'm hated I have this theory, that if we're told we're bad Then that's the only idea we'll ever have But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty Someday we will become what we see We are everyday angels Be careful with me 'cause I'd like to stay that way. Sometimes I want to rip out your throat, Daddy For all those things you said that were mean, Gonna make you just as vunerable as I was, Daddy What's that say about me? Sometimes I want to bash in your teeth, Daddy Gonna rip your heart out the way you did mine, Daddy Go ahead and psycho-analyse that Grew up to be and do all those sick things you said I'd do Well last night I saw you sneak out your window With your white hood, Daddy What's that say about you? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 34 [informant] => ml02 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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