Home is where the heart is? No, the home is for the brain. Cause when I'm out in the streets, Then I can dance in the rain. If I'm trapped in my house, Then I will go insane. ***** waiting for the storm to pass, Slowly trickling down the drain. Having a friend is a pain in the ***, When there's nothing to gain. Stopped dead in my tracks, out of gas, And I'm in the wrong lane. I've been feeling that to the max, Day after day, But why wait for the storm to pass, When you can dance in the rain.
Every night before I go to sleep I asked myself what will tomorrow bring will I wake up to the morning light to see another day or will I not know perhaps it's my last night I'll sleep tonight this something no one knows but as one gets older tend to think that way read of famous people of my generation passing one by one they disappear not many left now film stars singer comedians I grew up with as a kid I wonder how much time do I have left would be better to know or not to know that Is the question
Famous last words, there are plenty of them. But the last words of a person we love can mean more than any gem.
Words that we remember, words that we live by. Words that we treasure, words that don't lie.
Nothing lives forever, everything must die. But the last few words of a person's life can make us feel more alive.
Whether it's your mother, a piano teacher, a friend, a father,
last words can make a difference and touch our hearts.
"Make me proud."
Those last words were said strong and loud from the lips of a person I loved to pieces.
They may not be famous, they may not be long. But no last words can ever be wrong.
Everyday, the words "Make me proud" are what get me out of bed. I will never forget the person who said them and I know that that person looks out for me everyday from the moment I get out of bed, to the moment I get back in. She is with me everywhere and helps me get through everyday.
What fun this is! To have people cheering following believing in your vision! Fueling your ambition!
It's like all the voices that doubted you are done! And you and your supporters are just having fun as you dance while you fail and dance while you succeed, and you just become filled with a pleasant greed and motivation as you feel like you an your dreams are set in full motion!
... But how devastating it all becomes when this all goes in an instant and everyone gets distant and bored because they never really cared if you scored.
In a time like this you remember that you are always on your own, and the only people that might have cared were just you and your folks back at home.
I killed the famous Gypsy woman on the boogie street. My darling Everybody saw me, dressed as a religious man. Everybody knows I work till nine. But it was two in the morning and I killed the famous gypsy woman. My darling Look at me, Look at me and tell me Have I loved you enough? & Have I made it real? My darling Everybody knows you want it darker & Everybody saw, I killed the famous Gypsy woman on the boogie street...
Hope stands eternal. Faith is still lost. Charity helps the needy. El Liberte counts the cost.
Sophia my darling, you are simply charming; Whilst Vivienne Westwood, is rather alarming. Ruby Tuesday; Have you met Wednesday? *****-Anne’s Mary Jane is of the highest quality.
Victoria Skinny; isn’t she a funny yummy mummy. Posh? Oh gosh! No she’s not. She’s just interested in money. Rosie! Oh **** you! This was brand new! Now I’ll have to go and get changed thanks to Little Blue.
Pixie, Poppy, Penny and Missy, Every single one of them a Jane Doe – Missing. Serial Killer Cathy waits… For Rachel and her friends, to bring Uma to their graves.
Charlotte is a harlot; Emmanuelle has blown a pilot. Suki *****, while Pamela just likes to ****. Demi is more than beautiful. Holly is the curse of Christmas. Go be jolly good Sally-Anne; get drunk and do a striptease.
Betty drives a Ford; insured of course. While Jade is being a pain in the ******* ****! Veronica of ****** and Marilyn are snorting coke. Senorita Angelina knows how to satisfy a bloke.
Dannii, Kylie; Kylie, Dannii. Whichever way you say it; it still equals ****. Britney hit me, Christina slapped me And I’m not telling you what Jennifer Low did.
Amy’s a drunk, she loves to whine. Courtney’s a punk, like Skin Anansie. To all the Girls who like to get high… This is your final line… It’s simply Divine.