Proud Mary
Tina Turner
You know, every now and then
I think you might like to hear something from us
Nice and easy
But there's just one thing
You see we never ever do nothing
Nice, easy
We always do it nice and rough
So we're gonna take the beginning of this song
And do it easy
But then we're gonna do the finish rough
This is the way we do "Proud Mary"
And we're rolling, rolling, rolling on the river
Listen to the story
I left a good job in the city
Working for the man every night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleeping
I was worrying 'bout the way the things might've been
You know that big wheel keep on turning
Proud Mary keep on burning
And we're rolling, rolling, rolling yeah
Rolling on the river (the river)
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis
Pumped a lot of tane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
Until I hitched a ride on a riverboat queen
You know that big wheel keep on turning
Proud Mary keep on burning
And we're rolling, rolling, rolling yeah (rolling)
Rolling on the river
Say we're rolling (rolling) rolling yeah
Rolling on the river
The river
Oh I left a good job in the city
Working for the man every night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleeping
Worrying about the way the things might've been
Big wheel keep on turning
Proud Mary keep on burning
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river
Say we're rolling, rolling, rolling on the river
Oh I cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis
And I pumped a lot of tane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
Until I hitched a ride on a riverboat queen
Big wheel keep on turning
Proud Mary keep on burning
And we're rolling, tell you rolling, we're rolling on the river
I tell you we're rolling, rolling, rolling on the river
If you come down to the river
I bet you gonna find some people who live
And you don't have to worry if you got no money
People on the river are happy to give
Big wheel keep on turning
Proud Mary keep on burning
And we're rolling, tell you rolling, we're rolling on the river
Tell you we have no time (rolling, rolling, rolling on the river)
(Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river)
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river)
Tell you we're rolling, rolling, rolling on the river
I tell you we're rolling, rolling, rolling on the river)

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SUPERTRAMP LOGICAL
When I was young
It seemed that life was so wonderful
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical
And all the birds in the trees
Well they'd be singing so happily
Joyfully, playfully watching me

But then they send me away
To teach me how to be sensible
Logical, responsible, practical
And then they showed me a world
Where I could be so dependable
Clinical, intellectual, cynical

There are times when all the world's asleep
The questions run too deep for such a simple man
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned?
I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am
I say, "Now what would you say for they calling you a radical
Liberal, fanatical, criminal?"
Won't you sign up your name? We'd like to feel you're
Acceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable

At night when all the world's asleep
The questions run so deep for such a simple man
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned?
I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am
Who I am...
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C'mon Everybody
Elvis Presley
Come on everybody and snap your fingers now
Come on everybody and clap your hands real loud
Come on everybody take a real deep breath
And repeat after me, yeah
I love my baby (I love my baby)
I love my baby (I love my baby)
Hey, hey, hey and my baby loves me
(My baby loves me)
Come on everybody and whistle this tune right now
Come on everybody and stomp your feet real loud
Come on everybody take a real deep breath
And repeat after me, yeah
I love my baby (I love my baby)
I love my baby (I love my baby)
Hey, hey, hey and my baby loves me
(My baby loves me)
Well, there ain't nothing wrong with the long-haired music
Like Brahms, Beethoven, and Bach
Well, I was raised with a guitar in my hand
And I was born to rock
Well, come on everybody and turn your head to the left
Come on everybody and turn your head to the right
Come on everybody take a real deep breath
And repeat after me, yeah
I love my baby (I love my baby)
I love my baby (I love my baby)
Hey, hey, hey and my baby loves me
(My baby loves me)
Well, there ain't nothing wrong with the long-haired music
Like Brahms, Beethoven, and Bach
Well, I was raised with a guitar in my hand
And I was born to rock
Well, come on everybody and turn your head to the left
Come on everybody and turn your head to the right
Come on everybody take a real deep breath
And repeat after me, yeah
I love my baby (I love my baby)
I love my baby (I love my baby)
Hey, hey and my baby loves me
(My baby loves me)
My baby loves me (my baby loves me)
My baby loves me (my baby loves me)
I said my baby loves me

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Becky.. Destroy My School😄

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In front of- across from- between- on- behind- near- close to

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M.....P....H
Meritocracry شایسته‌سالاری
Pragmatism عملگرایی
Honesty صداقت


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Johnny Cash...Hurt

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away

But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I'm still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

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Johnny Cash...Hurt

It took Trent Reznor to write it, Rick Rubin to bring it up and produce it, Johnny Cash to perform it and Mark Romanek to visualize it (133,498,832 YouTube views). Johnny Cash covered "Hurt" in 2002, and died in 2003, aged 71—less than four months after his wife's death. Reznor praised Cash's interpretation of the song for its "sincerity and meaning", going so far as to say “THAT SONG ISN'T MINE ANYMORE.”

NEVER GIVE UP

I've battled demons that won't let me sleep
Called to the sea but she abandoned me
But I won't never give up, no, never give up, no, no
No, I won't never give up, no, never give up, no, no
And I won't let you get me down
I'll keep gettin' up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh

I won't let you get me down
I'll keep gettin' up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh
I'll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh

Oh yeah, I'm haunted by the distant past
Called to the skies but she was she overcast
But I won't never give up, no, never give up, no, no
No, I won't never give up, no, never give up, no, no

And I won't let you get me down
I'll keep gettin' up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh
I won't let you get me down
I'll keep gettin' up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh
I'll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
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Ain't No Mountain High Enough
Marvin Gaye

Listen, baby, ain't no mountain high
Ain't no valley low, ain't no river wide enough, baby

If you need me, call me, no matter where you are
No matter how far, don't worry, baby
Just call my name, I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry

'Cause baby, there ain't no mountain....
Ain't no valley......
To keep me from getting to you, baby

Remember the day I set you free
I told you, you could always count on me, girl
And from that day on I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me some way, some how

'Cause baby, there ain't no…..
Ain't no valley……..
To keep me from getting to you, baby
Oh no darling, no wind, no rain
Or winters cold can stop me baby
No, no baby, 'cause you are my love
If you ever in trouble, I'll be there on the double
Just send for me, oh baby

My love is alive, way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double just as fast as I can

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"Everything you see exists together in a delicate balance. As king, you need to understand that balance and respect all the creatures, from the crawling ant to the leaping antelope." -Mufasa

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The Ungrateful Refugee - Dina Nayeri

A Part of Harvard President Letter to Biden, December 11, 2020
The United States has brought the world’s best students, researchers, and scholars together to enrich teaching and learning on college campuses, and they have also served on the front lines of the nation’s most complex challenges. Currently, many foreign-born health professionals, physicians, and students are leading the COVID response, providing clinical care, conducting research, and developing the safe and effective therapeutics that are key to our ability to reopen while protecting the vulnerable among us. One example is Noubar Afeyan, a Beirut national who earned his PhD at MIT and worked on an H-1B visa before he became a US citizen. Today, Afeyan is the cofounder and chairman of Moderna, the Cambridge, Massachusetts-based biotechnology company that has developed one of the leading COVID vaccine candidates. Although his contribution is exceptional, Afeyan’s story is not unique. The National Science Board estimates that as many as 50 percent of United States PhD holders in the high-demand fields of science and engineering were born abroad. Additionally, more than a third—37 percent—of US scientists who received Nobel Prizes in chemistry, physics, and medicine since 2000 were immigrants, as well as five of Harvard’s 13 prize winners since 1998.
https://www.harvard.edu/president/news/2020/letter-to-president-elect-biden
هفت شهر عشق را عطار گشت و دیگر هرگز به خانه برنگشت

Such memories, of course, would imply the unthinkable: that Iran was as beautiful, as fun, as energizing and romantic, as Oklahoma or Montana or New York.
when all conversation would stop and she would be asked to repeat our escape story. The problem, of course, was that they wanted our salvation story as a talisman, no more. No one ever asked what our house in Iran looked like, what fruits we grew in our yard, what books we read, what music we loved and what it felt like now not to understand any of the songs on the radio. No one asked if we missed our cousins or grandparents or best friends. No one asked what we did in summers or if we had any photos of the Caspian Sea. “Men treat women horribly there, don’t they?” the women would ask. Somehow it didn’t feel OK to tell them about my funny dad with his pockets full of sour cherries, or my grandpa who removed his false teeth when he told ghost stories.
In many of the classes I’ve taught, my quietest kids have been Middle Eastern. I’m always surprised by this, since the literature I choose should resonate most with them, since I’m an Iranian teacher, their ally, since the civilized world yearns for their voices now. Still, they bristle at headlines about the refugee crisis that I flash on the screen, hang their heads, and look relieved when the class is finished. Their silence makes me angry, but I understand why they don’t want to commit to any point of view. Who knows what their universe looks like outside my classroom, what sentiments they’re expected to display in order to be on the inside
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2017/apr/04/dina-nayeri-ungrateful-refugee?CMP=share_btn_fb