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Posted on July 17, 2016 by Russell .
Posted on March 13, 2012 by Russell .
I was tired of my lady, we had been together too long.
Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song.
So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed.
And in the personals column, there was this letter I read:
“If you like Piña Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you’re not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
I’m the lady you’ve looked for, write to me, and escape.”
I didn’t think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean.
But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old dull routine.
So I wrote to the paper, took out a personal ad.
And though I’m nobody’s poet, I thought it wasn’t half-bad.
“Yes, I like Piña Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
I’m not much into health food, I am into champagne.
I’ve got to meet you by tomorrow noon, and cut through all this red tape.
At a bar called O’Malley’s, where we’ll plan our escape.”
So I waited with high hopes, then she walked in the place.
I knew her smile in an instant, I knew the curve of her face.
It was my own lovely lady, and she said, “Oh, it’s you.”
And we laughed for a moment, and I said, “I never knew…
That you liked Piña Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
And the feel of the ocean, and the taste of champagne.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
You’re the love that I’ve looked for, come with me, and escape.
If you like Piña Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you’re not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
You’re the love that I’ve looked for, come with me, and escape.”
Written and recorded by Rupert Holmes.
About Piña Colada: A cocktail from Puerto Rico meaning “strained pineapple” in Spannish (piña: pineapple, colada: strained). It’s a sweet, rum-based drink made with rum, coconut cream, and pineapple juice, usually served either blended or shaken with ice.
Posted on August 30, 2011 by Russell .
In the history of the human race
Of all the inspirations for the separation of man from his true tribal culture
Of all the inspirations for the acts of violence from one man onto another
From one nation onto another, from one oppressor onto the oppressed
There is no more guilty party and inspiration than those books known
As the Holy Bible, the Koran, and the Bagavad Gita to spread separation of mankind
The Bible is bullshit, the Koran is a lie
The Bagavad Gita did not fall from the sky
These are the books that were written by men
They’ve caused wars, now follow if you can
They took away our love and gave us fear
Tried to make us hate the one who put us here
Then they took our sacred songs and made them wrong
Then they took away our prayers and gave us theirs
The Bible is bullshit, the Koran is a lie
The Bagavad Gita did not fall from the sky
These are the books that are written by men
They’ve caused wars, now follow if you can
First they created sin so they could win
Then they built the cages they could put us in
Then they took away our tribes and gave us jail
Then they took away the Earth and gave us hell
The Bible is bullshit, the Koran is a lie
The Bagavad Gita did not fall from the sky
These are the books that are written by men
They’ve caused wars, now follow if you can
It’s time for you to love one another
It’s time for you to recognize your brother
It’s time for us to stop killing our mother
It’s time for us to care for each other
The Bible is bullshit!
Posted on January 20, 2011 by Russell .
I’m just the pieces of the man I used to be
Too many bitter tears are raining down on me
I’m far away from home
And I’ve been facing this alone
For much too long
I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me
About growing up and what a struggle it would be
In my tangled state of mind
Ive been looking back to find
Where I went wrong.
Too much love will kill you
If you can’t make up your mind
Torn between the lover
And the love you leave behind
You’re headed for disaster
Cause you never read the signs
Too much love will kill you
Every time…
Posted on July 10, 2010 by Russell .
Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see…
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please.
The game of life is hard to play
I’m gonna to lose it anyway
The losing card I’ll someday lay
So this is all I have to say…
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please.
The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn’t hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger, watch it grin.
And suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.
A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are the key,
“Is it to be or not to be?”
and I replied “oh why ask me?”
And suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.
And you can do the same thing if you please…
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