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I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan n’carrying a cross
It doesn’t remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything

[Chorus]
The things that I’ve loved the things that I’ve lost
The things I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped
I won’t lie no more you can bet
I don’t want to learn what I’ll need to forget

I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like hammering nails, and speaking in tounges
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything

[Chorus]
The things that I’ve loved the things that I’ve lost
The things I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped
I won’t lie no more you can bet
I don’t want to learn what I’ll need to forget

Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won’t stir up the past
So descretely
We won’t look back

[Chorus]
The things that I’ve loved the things that I’ve lost
The things I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped
I won’t lie no more you can bet
I don’t want to learn what I’ll need to forget

I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what’s mine is ours
If it doesn’t remind me of anything

Halina aking hirang
tayo ay magkan-tahan
at kung tapos na ang awitan
tayo ay magkwen-tuhan

ereng kuwento pakinggan mo no (sige)
sa silong ni kaka
may taong nakadapa (exciteng?)
kaya pala nakadapa
naninilip ng palaka

palakang may buhok
ngipin ay nakalubog
kay itim ng kulay
hindi naman sunog (haha!)

akoy mayroong manok
galing sa bokawe
balahiboy kulot
mahaba ang butse (laylay naman)
kung itoy lumaban
ay - sa hatinggabi
ang bawat ng matuka -
nagiging BUTETE (tingnan mo nga naman no)

Halina aking hirang
tayo ay magkan-tahan
at kung tapos na ang awitan
tayo ay magkwen-tuhan

ereng mas magandang kuwento
ere tingnan mo (baka hinde)
si haring solomon (oh)
may alagang pagong
may biyak sa likod
parang pinalakol
kung itoy maligo
sa umagat hapon (…)
kung kayat malinis
laging sinasabon

Hng pagong na itoy
sobra kung humiling (baket?)
gusto pa sa gabi kakain ng saging (malisyoso!)
kahit siyay busog nay
daing pa ng daing
ang pa niyay
isha pa nga kiriw

Halina aking hirang

tayo ay magkan-tahan

at kung tapos na ang awitan

tayo ay magkwen-tuhaaaaaaan

Manila High
kala

Paikot-ikot na parang circo
Nakikipaglaro sa perang
Pangkain mo
Nababaliw na yata ako
Buong araw kong sinayang sa
Kauupo
Bumalik ka na lang
Bumalik ka na lang
Sasabog na ako
Sai-sariling kuwento
Kanya kanyang bukahan
Sa dami ng problema
Ayaw na nating pakinggan

Chorus:

This is manila high…high…
This is manila high…high…
Pagising sa umaga
Diretso ka sa banyo. Sipilyo
At maghilamos din
Bumaba ka sa hapagkainan
Ano bang almusal?
Yakisuba na naman
Wala na bang iba
Sari-sariling kuwento
Kanya kayang bukahan
Sa dami ng problema
Ayaw na ating pakingan
Kaya’t kanta!

(Repeat chorus)

Kaya’t para malibang
Langit ating pilit malibang
Kaya’t para matuwa
Langit ating pilit na inaasam

(Repeat Chorus)

eepney Lyrics
Kala

Excuse me miss, mawalang galang na
Kanina pa kita kasi napapansin
Magkakilala ba tayo
Ay hindi pasensiya na (huwowowo)

Excuse me miss, ako’y nangungulit lang po
Ang ganda mo palang tumawa
Pwede bang magpakilala
Magpakilala sa’yo

Huwag kang matakot sa ‘kin
Hindi ako multo
Kung ayaw mo, ok lang
Pasuyo na lang ng bayad ko, bayad ko

Sukob na, konti na lang
At aandar na ang ating jeepney
Sandaang tao ang nakasakay
Tila galit at naniniksik pa

Tara na, konti na lang
At aandar na ang ating jeepney
Hindi na makapag hintay umuwing
Kasama ka

Excuse me miss, mawalang galang na
Kanina pa kita kasi napapansin
Magkakilala ba tayo,
Ay, hindi e pasensiya na

Huwag kang matakot sa’kin
Hindi ako multo
Kung ayaw mo, ok lang
Pasuyo na lang ng bayad ko

Sukob na, konti na lang
At aandar na ang ating jeepney
Sandaang tao ang nakasakay
Tila galit at naniniksik pa

Tara na, konti na lang
At aandar na ang ating jeepney
Hindi na makapag hintay umuwing
Kasama ka

Hello miss, nakatingin ka na naman
Meron ka bang nais malaman
Aba, oo malapit ako doon
Gusto mo teka lang, saan sa may Bicutan

Salamat ng marami
Dito na ako bababa
Tatawagan na lang kita
Tatawagan na lang kita
Tatawagan na lang kita

Sukob na, konti na lang
At aandar na ang ating jeepney
Sandaang tao ang nakasakay
Tila galit at naniniksik pa

Tara na, konti na lang
Konti na lang, konti na lang
Hindi na makapag hintay umuwing
Kasama ka

This
is my assignment (my very rushed assignment) in my sociology class. I really
like my sociology class, mainly because I enjoy the unorthodox, NOT the
typical prof-write-on-board-copy-on-note-memorize-till-your-brain-bleeds-lets-have-our-finals-in-three-minutes,
teaching style of my professor.(taking note on his unorthodox teaching stance
too, his trademark of sitting on the desk of the armchair and resting his foot
on top of the seat, hehe. Now where did I heard someone saying that bombs come
in weird packages?). It is rare that I enjoy social sciences (well, I’m not
saying that I enjoy all natural sciences), but when I met my sociology
professor, it made me realize that I do not merely study, eat, drink, breathe ,
work, spend, make money, get rich, starve, shit, urinate for myself, family or
even friends. This sociology class thought me that I have far greater
responsibility than that.

Now,
what does it have to do with posting this blog? Well, I just met this professor
in sociology today after the sembreak,  asking this assignment be emailed to him. He
gave me the email addy where I’ll send it but when I pushed the send button, a
few seconds passed and a daemon returned it to me. I resent it and it bounced
once again. I’m actually wondering what he’ll do with this. It might be
important so I decided to put this here in friendster blogs hoping hell find it
here. Newayz I’m out. Still have to waky waky at 7am and its already 1:30am (My my, am I getting
deprived of sleep.) This has been my sleep pattern for quite some time now.
Well, till here. Barny out.

Society to Me,
Me to the Society

Bryan B. Lising

BSP Physics IV-1n

June
28, 2006

“Here’s what I mean by building your own
sub-culture,” said Morrie, “I don’t mean you disregard every rule of your community.
I don’t go around naked, for example. I don’t run though red lights. The little
thing, I can obey. But the big things—how we think, what we value—those you
must choose yourself. You can’t let anyone—or any society—determine those for
you” –An excerpt from “Tuesdays with Morrie” by Mitch Albom, page 155. Tuesdays
with Morrie is a true story about the ‘last thesis’ of a dying sociology
professor, Morrie Schwartz, and his former student, which is the author
himself.

There
were several instances in my life where I did question why I needed to dress
like this, eat this way, get high grades, do assignments, obey my parents, go
to church, have a religion, pay when I buy, be spanked when I do something
wrong, and mile long list of whys. Morrie was right, society tells we do this
we do that, but what we follow, what we believe, what we want to become of
ourselves, is for the individual to decide. Society would want us to become
rich to be acknowledged, wear a suit to look pro, this is what society presses
on us and is also the reason why some people get rich while most were taken the
opportunity to even live a decent life. Sad to say, but the truth is inevitable
that our society works this way. People think only of themselves and
opportunity is roughly even distributed.

“The problem, Mitch, is that we don’t
believe we are as much alike as we are. Whites, blacks, Catholics and
Protestants, men and women. If we saw each other as more alike, we might be
very eager to join in one big human family in this world, and to care about the
family the way we care about our own. We all have the same beginning—birth—and
we all have the same end—death—so how different can we be?”

“In the beginning of life, when we are
infants, we need others to survive right? And at the end of life, when you get
like me, you need other to survive right?”

“But here’s the secret: in between, we need
others as well.”

This is true for
whatever angle we view it. We need to give something to someone in order for us
to acquire what we need to survive. Friends, food, shelter, family, all these
we need to exist and to have them we need to give something of ourselves, be it
physical, intellectual or emotional support. If we could only contribute as
much of ourselves to the people we can reach, we can expect to have a better
environment for ourselves, our family, our children and probably the people
around us.

Manila High
kala

Paikot-ikot na parang circo
Nakikipaglaro sa perang
Pangkain mo
Nababaliw na yata ako
Buong araw kong sinayang sa
Kauupo
Bumalik ka na lang
Bumalik ka na lang
Sasabog na ako
Sai-sariling kuwento
Kanya kanyang bukahan
Sa dami ng problema
Ayaw na nating pakinggan

Chorus:

This is manila high…high…
This is manila high…high…
Pagising sa umaga
Diretso ka sa banyo. Sipilyo
At maghilamos din
Bumaba ka sa hapagkainan
Ano bang almusal?
Yakisuba na naman
Wala na bang iba
Sari-sariling kuwento
Kanya kayang bukahan
Sa dami ng problema
Ayaw na ating pakingan
Kaya’t kanta!

(Repeat chorus)

Kaya’t para malibang
Langit ating pilit malibang
Kaya’t para matuwa
Langit ating pilit na inaasam

(Repeat Chorus)

Dark as roses, fine as sand
Feel your healing and your sting again
I hear you laughing and my soul is saved
On forgotten graves you cry

Crawl like ivy up my spine
Through my nerves and into my eyes
Cuts like anguish
Or recollections of better days gone by

But its all right
When youre caught in pain
And you feel the rain come down
Its all right
When you find your way
Then you see it disappear
Its all right
Though your gardens grey
I know all your graces
Someday will flower
In the sweet sunshower

Eyes like oceans so far away
A feather trail to a better way
Worried mornings turn into days
Then into worried nights

But its all right
When youre all in pain
And you feel the rain come down
Oh its all right
When you find your way
Then you see it disappear
Oh its all right
Though your gardens grey
I know all your graces
Someday will flower
Oh in the sweet sunshower
Oh in the sweet sunshower
In the sweet sunshower

I know all your graces
Someday will flower
In the sweet sunshower
And its all right
All youll be you are today
Are today
Its all right
All youll be you are today
Are today………