Sweet Lady Liberty's Voice Divine Calling Out From
The Heavens Above To All Those Willing To Listen
To Her Divine Radient Message Of Wisdom & Truth...
Thus The Transformational Winds Of Change Are Blowing Forth
& I Was Stilled Once More Awaiting The Calling While
Looking Back...& Thus I Went Back To a Place That
I Still Can Recall In Memories Mind Of Long Ago
& There I Stood Once Again Motionless In The
There & Then Just As Before...
Oh How Strange It Seems That The Past Always Seems
Somehow To Return To The Present Time Once Again.
And Thus Just Like Elvis Did As A Boy,
Somehow I Knew From That Moment On...
That It Would Be A LifeTime Thing.
That Day Long Ago Standing In Front Of
That Magic Mirror Of Reflected Truth
At The Truths That Lie Within
And Thus There I Stood Looking Deep Within...
Seeing The Future As A PassionsWord Arena Gladiator
And Thus, I Was Determined That I'd Wait For The Day...
That They Would Say...
"Looks like he's Elvissed".
Still So...Still..."Feeling All Shook Up"...
Over Something We Here At The "Don't Be Cruel"
PassionsWord Glad Arena Might Have Said...
But Enter Once Again Anyway Into The Realm Of...
Well Well "Bingo It Be" Passionsword Arena...Of
Red Alert "All Shook Up" Warnings To Semper Fidelis In
The Times Up Lists Again That "So Go" Unheeded & Ignored...
Thought Of As Just Another "Walk Dem Golden Stairs" Down
Sweet Memories Lane...
http://www.simplyangel.com/mymidispage7.htm
http://www.just-oldies.com/1957/all_shook_up.htm
Thus The Lure Of The All Shook Up Fixer Will State It So...
But So Be It So Be...Just Another "Cotton Candy"
All Shook Up Walk In The Park Down Sweet Memories Lane.
So Onward To all Those Little #'s Reeled In Revenge...
Invisible Men Running Spectacles Tied Together
in Hands Tied In Knots Within
All Those Hunkered Down Confrontational Reasonings...
Distracted Still By False Data & Other Missed Oppurtunities
Wiggling Out Of All Those Bad Cuddles...
Now Invoking Their Rights Of Silence,
Thus Tracing All Those Silent Lies
Right To The Top Of The Professionally Unprofessional Bottom Line__________.
You go Ahead And Fill In The Bottom Line Blank. Your All So Much So Professionals Here...Who are Just Doing Your Proverbial Jobs...Well Well It seems To Us Professional Gladiators That Your All Having A Real Hard Time Just Keeping It Up!
Say Your Professionlism Is So Semper Fidelis...Such Luck...
Job's That You Thought Made A Real Difference But Still Again
"How Many Oaths Are Truly Honrable Ones".
Thus Your Word Is Still truly Who & What You Are...
And The Boss of The boss Of Bosses ,
Who Is Called The President... The Leader...
Is Still Under A Boss...Called The People Of The Good Ol'US Of A...
Clinton Forgot That Fact As Did Many More Before Him...
Now This Bad Luck Plagued & Cursed Artificial Politician
Humpty Dumpty BushWacker Yanker Wanker Is Doing The Same Folly!
The Biggest BushWacking Artificial Politician Of All
Calls Others Back In Washington Artificial Politicians...
What An Pernicious Artificial Political Sound Bite From Hell Laugh...
He Really Does Need As Before Another 9-11 To Tell All "I Told Ya So'
But This Time It Ain't Going To Work & Will BackFire On Him & His Crowd...
Sheesh He's Now Coming Apart At The Seams It Surely Seems...
Thus Put Back Upon The World's Stage For All To Finally See Through...
As All Oppurtunities Will Now Be Cut & hung Out To Dry &
Thus All Will Then Be Curtailed In Divine Reason's Grace
That Portins In The Knowledge That Certain Signs Of Trust
Are Over & Done With Permanatly.
So Try To Control Your excitement At The ForeShadowing Clear
& Present Danger That Abounds With Baited Breath Awaiting Redemption.
Thus Curtailing The Risks Within The Heart Of The Main Matters
Of Greed's Deepest Heartbreak & Despair...
Speaking Of despicable HeartBreak & Massive Despair...
Right At Home In Our Own BackYard Called New Orleans
3 months Later The Question Remains...
Were's The Money & Were Has It All Gone...
The 10 Trillion Dolllar Question!
Do Ya Mean Clean Money!
So Much...
Disingenous Penurious Polk-Litical Babble Abounding Everywhere...
Thus A True Lack Of Leardership Everywhere... & Abroad...It's In ...
The Continually Doing Nothing To Help Those Most In Need
Even When It Comes to Genocide... That Has Truly Painted These
Horrid Sad pictures Of Despair!
Like The Deprived 50 Million Cut Out For Help In Sudan
From The African Unity Force That Could Be Employed To
Help The Region Back To some Sense Of security...
now Everything You all Ever Ask For In The Fight Game
now Forments & Is But Awaiting Your Next move...
As Many More Cover-Up....Run For Cover Or Get Covered Up.
Thus More Good -Bad Stuff a Coming If Allowed To
Tell The Tale of Grand Tales...
In The Ghetto
Elvis Presley
(words & music by Scott Davis)
http://homepages.compuserve.de/LadyJane561/ghettoWav.html
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
it's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
are we too blind to see,
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way
Well the world turns
and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
and he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
a young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
As her young man dies,
on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
Thus Where Is The Sense Of It All...
Where Is All The Reasoning Of It All...
So Sad...Generation After Generation...
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way...Again & Again...
But Coldly Like Before Long Ago...
They Still Simply Say "So Be It So"...
And So They Still Are As Cold As The Snow Flies
On A Cold And Gray Chicago Mornin'...
Out From The Dow-Able Do-able Right --Rewarded
Double Edge Dust In The Proverbial Long Winded Sword...
As Failed Missions Thus Will Grace All Your Networks.
Getting It Yet... Right In The Midddle Of Things That
All You Big Shot Law Degreeded Freaks Won't Be Able To
Extricate Yourselves From Or Even Out Of The Divine Passions Pay Back...
As Their Own "Insiders Joke" Comes Back
Out From The Grave To Really Haunt Them Now
Within The Wild Jokers Realm of...
"Who's The Real Deal Jokers Joke On Now" Comes To Fruition
http://www.spectacle.org/797/finkel.html
As The "Wild Jokers" Big Buck Stops Where...
Now A Real Gifted Gift To The Program & The Oh So ProGrammed...
Be it So Be Ready For More, Can Ya Take It...& Where Is The Real Question!
Now Onward to Another Two More 9-11's In The "WoodWork" Planning...
Be As It So Be Like Before Pre Warned Like We've Done
Countless Times Before...Ah so Many Called Out BeforeHand Here At
Sweet Lady Liberty's Passionsword's Red Rider
"Ever On Alert" Arena Of Independent Centrist Wild Jokers...
While You Continue To Dabble In %^The Continual Yuk Yuk Of Yakity Yak Yak Dribble
That Abounds In All Four Corners Of Their Graceless PassionLess Play's Of Pity.
Ready & Steady Thyselves For Ever More
Endless Escalations Of Faked Enunciations Of Promise
Within Each & EveryFalse Premise Of Overstated Victory Within...
Each & Every Personal 'Little Dirty War" That Add Up Percentages
That Abide by Their Own False Sense Of Satisfaction.
So Lets Turn This Thing Around As The "Political Capital Burns In
Ill Gotten Theories Within Dirtied Minds AmEsS With Establishing A
Grander Sense Of Stilted Pompous False Pretense.
Thus Now To Bemoan The Surreal Facts That Present Themselves As Behaving
To The Need Of A New Found Base In which To Blast NewFound Dangers.
Like The Signals Now That Are Clearly "Clearing Out" All Th"e Distracted Data
Thats Been Falsified To Make Believe The Unavoid-ably Unbelievable...
Like The Dirty Chicken That Doth Be Boiling On The Proverbial Pot.
While The Struggle Continues To Curtail The Additional So Called"
Benign Funding That Will Be Now Uncovered Within EaCh Rendering Judgement.
Its All so Wackidly Wickedly Hilarious...
Within A Truly Crumbling CoAlition Of Persona Non Grata's...
An administration Filled To The Brim full Of False Info...Honky Hype...
Limpid Lies...Fluff Of Fluffery...Massive Deceptions...
Devoid Of Factual Truth...Can You Say Impeachment Time
As Bigger Messes Loom Large Ahead For The Firey Year Of The Fire Dog 2006.
Feeling Left In NO MORE LIMBO TIME AWAITING! Onward>>>>...For It's....
Memphis Time
Hey, now it's all right
Hey now, it's fine, it's cool
Seems we've done our worst
It's time to head for school
And so we tripped upstairs
I seen the sun come up
Judging by your shape
I think you've had enough
It's Memphis time
Just string that old guitar
Tune it up to Memphis time
Hey, now I couldn't know
Baby, I couldn't tell
Just what's going on
Inside of someone else
You know that this small world
Sometimes this big town
It can drag you up
As well as drag you down
It's Memphis time
Just string that old guitar
Tune it up to Memphis
You can't say that I've been right
I can't say that you've been wrong
We knew it all along
(Take cover Scotty)
So we tripped upstairs
I seen the sun come up
Judging by your shape
I think you've enough
It's Memphis time
Just string that old guitar
And tune it up to Memphis time...
And Thus Once Again...
To Confirmed Certain Micro-Readings On Base That Will Thus Be Affirmed
With An Up & Coming Bigger Macro-Blasta Ya's That Will Occur As Before...
Thus After 40 Pounds Of C4 That may Be A Bit Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk Excessive
It Will still But Do It's Intended Real Deal Big Bang Up Job...
Thus When You See Things Clearly You Then Can Make Them Happen...
Strange Don't Ya Think...Laser Guided Fightings Of Illegal wars,
Plus Ficticious Names Registared To The Same Old Rewind Button Of Top Sided Going Too Top Heavy Under The Waves Of New Found Panic Button Pushes...
Many Will Now Leave quickly....Scanned Fluff Buttons On The
Ready Though Back At Home For Local Consumption With Moves
That In The Future After All The Dust Settles
You Won't Be Very Thankful For...
Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk Told Ya's All So Long Ago...
Double Rewarded Dust Blowing In The Wind Of Change.
Failed Missions Now Will Grace All Your
Lying Propaganda Laden Networks Of Hype & fluff!
Hell As Stated Before
No Sense In Difusing A Bomb After Its Already Gone Off.
More A Coming...Just After A Walk In The Park Towards
The Cutting Edge Of Madness & DisBelief In All Those
Dirty Characters To Be Delt With Repeated Runaway Projects
To Nowheres Bound...Except Lining Their Own Pockets Full To The Brim.
Setting Such A Novel Fondation For Future Generations To
Live By & Respect...ShEESH...What Hypocrites & Liars.
OnWard Now To The All Shook Up Possibilities In This "Bottoming Out Year"
That Has Left The Majority In Not So Happy A State!
No Interest...Or Expectations Whatso Ever Left...
A Vanishing Slice Of The Bigger Pie Amerdica Now Being Sliced Up
As Time Is Thusly Growing Shorter & Shorter...
Like The Fuses Used Up Now Ready To Blow.
An Thus An Unsettled Future With A True Dramatic Change In Store Awaits
And Thus What Will Life Be & Hold Then...Just A Crawling Back
To Your Used Bitter Cells Of Braindead & Brainwashed Madness
Within A Mass Audience Of Innocence Turning Now To
Stygian Cynicism & Darkest Despair... "Sine die".
For Better Watch Closely That Which You Track Or
You May Be Being Track By Others Yourself!
For The Trouble & Problems That Will Go With It In Tracking Those Who Have Learned To Avoid & Evade Those Who Are Tracking Them On Down Is That They Will return The Favor By Tracking The Trackers As Track The Tracked...
So Since The Crazy Insurgent Jihadist Muslim Suicide Bombers Believe & Are Taught That They Will Get "How Many Virgins Again" That Await For Them In Heaven After They Freaking Blow Themselves Up For The Cause... Sheesh What Lunatics For The Cause...
So Thus We Passionsword Arena Gladiators Think That This
Elvis Favorite Fits Them & Sums Them Up Oh So Well
Oh So Facetiously Well... But In The End They are Just A
Firey HUNK OF BURNING...Hate...Though Its
A Firey Hunk Of Burning Love In Their Mads Minds...
Hell If That's Love , Belief In God & Religion...
Thus We Here at the Arena Would Rather Have No Part Of It...
Hell It would Be better If They All Turned Into Atheist then!
Ha Ha Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk!
But We Passionsword Arena Green Gladiators Gladly Do Believe...
With True Burning Love...
(One Of Glad Zero's Favorite Elvis Numbers)
Burning Love
(Originally peformed by Elvis Presley)
Lord Almighty
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
It's burning through to my soul
Girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
It's coming closer The flames are licking my body
Please won't you help me
I feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breathe
And my chest is a-heating
Lord have mercy
I'm burning a hole where I lay
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I got a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Remember Folks...Talking A Good "Hunk Of Burning Love" War Game
And Playing A "Hunk Of Burning Love" Good War Game
Is Another Matter At Hand.
Be It Thus So It Be That...
The Controllors Truly Believe That They Must Control All
Or Blow Up & Destroy Everthing In Their Wake That Doen't Go Along.
But These Same Controllers won't Be In Control For Very much Longer
& are Really Completely By This Time Way Out Of Control...
As Everthing Now Spirals Further Out Of Control & Their Controls.
As Many More Lose Control In Revolutionary Rage Towards Those
That They Can't Control...IE...
Their Way Out Of Control Under Controlled-Controllers...
Thus A Real Deal Gift To The Program Control & The Programmed...
The Ills of all Their Controled Programmed words Coming Back to Haunt Them
& Their Fake Controlled Programming Ideals Begins To Fade.
As The Many Begin To Awaken From Their Long slumber & Realize That Serving In Braindead & Brainwashed Stupidity & sheepishness Is Thus Only Serving Those Who Would ultimately In The End Get You Good & Dead For Their Big Oily Deals & Thus Your Little Butt Conveniently Out Of The way Of The Next Controlled Programming...
Finally Get It & Now Ya Got It...REAL GOOD For YOU THERE NINNY!
For Their Sordid "Just A Walk In The Park Grand Scheme Scenario"!
Wow Talking About "Don't Be Cruel" To All Those Hearts So True!
Thus This Blog Is Dedicated In Memoriam & Honor
To The One & Only King Of "All Shook Up" Kings...
ELVIS PRESLEY
JANUARY 8, 1935-AUGUST 16, 1977
http://elvis.com/
All Shook Up
(Otis Blackwell - Elvis Presley)
A well I bless my soul
What's wrong with me?
I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!
My hands are shaky and my knees are weak
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you thank when you have such luck?
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!
Please don't ask me what's on my mind
I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feelin' fine
When I'm near that girl that I love best
My heart beats so it scares me to death!
She touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a vulcano that's hot
I'm proud to say she's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!
My tongue get tied when I try to speak
My insides shake like a leaf on a tree
There's only one cure for this soul of mine
That's to have the girl that I love so fine!
http://www.simplyangel.com/mymidispage7.htm
Thus The King Is Gone
But His Reign Remains...
Yes The King Is Gone
Oh What A Man...
There Was A Man Who Gave The World His Song
And The World Stood Still To Hear Him Sing
A Simple Man Took His Faith Alone
While All The World Proclaimed Him King
Now The King Is Gone
And Oh What A Reign
And The Crown On His Head Will Remain
From A Working Man To All King
To Ever Lasting Faith...
The King Is Gone , Yeah The King Is Gone
But Long Live His Name.
There Was A Man Who Tasted Sweet Success
But Who Still Gave His Hand To Help A Friend
A Loving Man Who Shared His Happiness
Now The King Is Gone
But There Was A Man.
Now The King Is Gone
And Oh What A Reign
AndThe Crown On His Head Will Remain
From A Working Man To All King
To Ever Lasting Faith...
The King Is Gone , Yeah The King Is Gone
Long Live His Name
Thus...
"Please Forget My Past For The Future Looks Bright Ahead"
Again As Always..."Periphrastically"
Signed Sadly Gladly & Tragically With Burning Love
At The "Perambulated" PassionSword Blades Edge
We Bitter Sweet Over Bitter "All Shook Up" Gladiators
Of The "Don't Be Cruel" Society Of The SacRed PassionsWord
As You Thus Fade Once More To...
Red Alert "All Shook Up" Warnings To Semper Fidelis The Lists
Again Go Unheeded & Ignored As Just Another Walk In The Park
Down Sweet Memories Lane Blackened To Black...While All The While...
"Elvis has left the building!"
And All Are But Left "Crying In The Chapel"
http://www.simplyangel.com/cryinginthechapel.htm
Though Now He's Gone, He Still Is
"Gonna Walk Dem Golden Stairs"
http://www.simplyangel.com/gonnawalkdemgoldenstairs.htm
For "Heaven Is Waiting For You" &
Your Magnificent Voice Now...So...
Good-Bye Elvis We'll Miss Ya.
