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Words Words Words
The first thing I remember was falling. And I was falling from quite high up through the sky. I don't know why I was falling, but I had no parachute so I was in trouble.

Far down below I could see the earth. The air was tearing at my clothing as it blew past my body. My stomach was tight from panic since I knew I could never survive the impact that was coming.

I noticed that I was falling into a field, and there was a large tree right in the center of it. I thought this tree was my only hope and it became the focus of my attention. I thought, "Maybe I could grab one of its branches as I am falling past." If I am lucky it would be soft, but strong enough to slow me down before I hit the ground. It might sound crazy, but it didn't matter because it was my only chance.

Whoosh! The branch bent, but didn't break. It carefully brought me to the ground. "I'M AMAZING!!!" I thought. I couldn't believe it.

In my mind I replayed what happened. What a show! I should have had an audience. It should have been filmed. I thought about it again. I wanted to tell my friends. They would never believe it. I bowed to the applause of imaginary friends.

My celebration was ended quickly when I noticed the sound of a small airplane that had flown over me. I watched it drop something from its belly. Then a parachute opened, it looked like a great white flower blossoming.

When it slowly came down I could see that it was a woman dressed in all white. She seemed as if she were coming to bring me an important message. What news would she bring?

She fell slowly like a feather. I waited and watched as she came down to where I stood. She landed on her feet three meters away. She was serious. I wanted her to speak, to say anything. Instead, she shook her head. With nothing but silence she told me: "No."

Her look was killing me. I was shaking as I watched her turn and walk away.

Still, I understood what she meant. She was telling me that thinking I was so great was crazy. It was the tree that saved my life, not me.

At the end of my dream, I was walking away from the field and I saw some of my friends. We said hello and I forgot about what had happened. That is when I woke up.
Do you realize that you have the most beautiful face
Do you realize we're floating in space
Do you realize that happiness makes you cry
Do you realize that everyone you know someday will die

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round

Do You Realize - Oh - Oh - Oh
Do You Realize - that everyone you know
Someday will die -

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round

Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize
What was I falling from?
What slowed down my fall?
I saw a parachute in the sky, what did it look like when it opened?
Who applauded my amazing landing?
How did the messenger tell her message?
From:
Sardinia, Italy.

What is it?

This is sheep's milk that is made into cheese. People actually bring flies into the room where it is being made. The cheese is mixed with larvae when it is made.

The larvae are able to jump about 15 centimeters into the air. So this is the only cheese that can jump off your spoon if you don't eat it fast.

The taste is strong enough to burn the tongue! The larvae can live even after being in the stomach.

In the stomach they can eat the walls, and this can cause vomiting if one is lucky. If you are less lucky you will vomit blood. If you are even less lucky, you will be losing blood from the other side.

This cheese is loved in Sardinia, where it is illegal. It is illegal in the only place where people actually want to eat it.

From:
Norway.

What is it?
Lutefisk is a traditional Norwegian dish. It is cod that has been mixed for many days in chemicals. After that the meat can dissolve a fork.

Wait, it gets worse ...

The chemicals that this fish is mixed with are used to clean sinks, kill plants, stop cow horns from growing, and power batteries. Touching these chemicals can cause burns, permanent scarring, or blindness.

Still, if you from Norway, the chemicals can make a delicious fish!

From:
Korea.

What is it?

Baby mice wine is a traditional Chinese and Korean "health drink," which tastes like gasoline. Little mice, eyes still closed, are taken from their loving mothers and, while still alive, they are put into a bottle of rice wine.

Wait, it gets worse ...

Do you get nervous thinking about swallowing a tequila worm? Imagine how you would feel drinking this wine! Whoops, I swallowed a dead mouse! Whoops, there goes another one! Whoops, I just puked my entire body out of my nose!

From:
Iraq.

What is it?
Of all the dishes, this is the one most likely to make you feel like the person who gave it to you really doesn't like you. It' a sheep' head. Boiled.

Wait, it gets worse ...
Sure, maybe you can get around the fact that you're eating a face. But, the more you eat it, the more bones you can see, until you eat the last piece of face meat. Its empty eyes look back at you.

Is there a danger of this food coming to other countries?

Not looking like that, it won't. But, you tell people that sheep head has some kind of nutrition that boosts your metabolism and it might become the next Coca-Cola.

From:
The Philippines

What is it?
Balut are duck eggs that have been growing inside till it is almost ready to be born. The baby duck has feathers and a beak, and then it is boiled alive. The bones give it a crunchy feel when eating.

They are sold on the street at night, out of buckets of warm sand.

Wait, it gets worse ...

Yes, all meat eaters know the delicious meat you eat used to belong to some cute animal that played in the sun during its short life.

Most of the time, it's possible to not care. But, when you're biting something that hasn't even had a chance to see its mother' face ... well, it's a little different.

What is the danger of this showing up in other countries?

Actually, with the right advertisement, these eggs could be a good motivator. When you have looked at death at breakfast time, what else can the day throw at you?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=coYth77VLZA&feature=related
Australia

Wheat, rice, oranges, bananas, and grapes are just a few of the crops that grow in abundance throughout the country. Meat has always been a large part of the Australian diet, although Australians (like others around the world) began to be concerned about controlling cholesterol and fat in their diet, and decreased their consumption of meat slightly toward the end of the twentieth century. Kangaroo, though once a popular meat in Australia's early history, is no longer widely consumed; beef, lamb, pork, poultry, and seafood are more common in twenty-first century Australia.

Read more: Food in Australia - Australian Food, Australian Cuisine - traditional, popular, recipe, diet, history, common, meals, staple, rice, people, types, make, customs, fruits, country, bread, vegetables, bread, typical http://www.foodbycountry.com/Algeria-to-France/Australia.html#ixzz0cdfcCfq2
Peru

The first inhabitants of Peru are believed to have come from Asia around 6000 B.C. These early groups of people relied on the hunting of animals and the gathering of fruits and plants to survive. By 5000 B.C. small towns were established and the started growing cotton, chili peppers, beans, squash, and corn. Most of the early people lived near the coast, where the wet weather allowed for planted seeds to grow.

One of the world's most popular vegetables, potatoes, were first grown in Peru. The earliest remains of potatoes have been discovered at in southern and eastern Peru, dating as far back as 400 B.C. However, it was not until the 1400s that Europeans first came in contact with the potato. They took the vegetable back to Europe, where it was slow to gain acceptance. Europe now cultivates the largest number of potatoes, but Peru continues to produce the largest potato varieties and has been referred to as the "Potato Capital of the World." Potatoes were not the only vegetable in ancient Peru, however. Avocado
Peru
pits have been discovered buried with mummies dating as far back as 750 B.C.

The Incans came to power in the 1400s. They survived mostly on corn and potatoes that they planted on flat land that they carved out of steep hillsides (which can still be seen today). Their empire was short-lived, however. In 1528, the Spanish discovered Peru and were intrigued by the riches of the Incan Empire. The Spanish helped to introduce chicken, pork, and lamb to the Incans. In return, the Incans introduced the Spanish to a wide variety of potatoes and chili peppers. As the Spanish gained control, they demanded that the natives grow such European crops as wheat, barley, beans, and carrots. As European disease struck the Incas and a shortage of labor arose, slaves from Africa were brought over to work on the new plantations. Africans contributed such foods as pumpkin.
Liberia

Many Liberians grow their own rice and sugar cane. Rice is eaten at least twice a day. Foreign rice is considered much better than locally grown
rice because of the rocks that get mixed up with the local rice during harvesting.

Palm oil or palm butter usually comes with the meal, and wine. Potato leaves are boiled and eaten like spinach. Sugar cane is either refined, or after cutting through the tough bark, the sweet juice is sucked straight out of the cane bought at the marketplace.

Fufu, a doughy food that accompanies most meals, can be made from rice or corn http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5HFhruMRfcM . The starchy food is dried, pounded until ground, boiled, and rolled. Fufu is swallowed instead of chewed. It is mostly eaten with a spicy soup. Beef soup is made with beef, dried codfish, tripe, and other smoked fish caught from the nearby ocean. Hot peppers are added to many foods, and ground peppers are used as flavorings and preservatives. Favorite dishes include palava sauce, made traditionally with plato leaves, dried fish or meat, and palm oil; and jolloff rice, a chicken, beef, and bacon dish with vegetables and rice.
Food has always been a major part of German culture. Even the well-known German fairy tale, Hansel and Gretel, makes reference to food. Hansel and Gretel, brother and sister, discover a house in the forest made of candies. In 1786 the potato came to Germany, it is now an important part of the diet there. The government gave away seed potatoes and taught the people how to grow them. Still wars caused food shortages and hardship. After the Germans lost World War I (1914–18), food was scarce and soldiers trying to get home were starving. After World War II (1939–1945), the country had even less food available, but this time nations that had defeated Germany, including the United States, helped to feed the Germans and rebuild the country. In 1949 after World War II, Germany was divided into East Germany and West Germany. This division caused the country's two halves to develop different styles of cooking. East Germany, closely associated with its neighbor, Russia, took on a more Russian style of cooking. West Germans continued the traditional German cuisine.

In the north, restaurants in might feature eel soup or seafood stew. Soups of dried beans, such as white bean soup are also popular. In the center of the country, menus include breads and cereals made with buckwheat and rye flour. A favorite dish is "birnen, bohnen und speck" (pears, green beans, and bacon). In the middle of the country there is a lot of asparagus, especially white asparagus, and rich, heavy bread. Ham, served with mustard, is popular with Germans worldwide.

Frankfurt, located in the south, is the home of sausage. This sausage is similar to the U.S. hot dog, sometimes called a "frankfurter" after the German city. In the south, a dish mysteriously called Himmel und erde (Heaven and Earth) combines potatoes and apples with onions and bacon. The southern region of Bavaria features rugged mountains and the famous Black Forest. Black Forest cherry cake and tortes, as well as Kirschwasser, a clear cherry brandy, are two contributions from this area. Spätzle (tiny dumplings) are the southern version of knödel (potato dumplings) of the north. Lebkuchen is a spicy cookie prepared especially during the Christmas season. East and West Germany were reunited in the early 1990s, but Germans continue to cook according to their region.
Once upon a time a very poor woodcutter lived in a tiny cottage in the forest with his two children, Hansel and Gretel. His second wife often ill-treated the children and was forever annoying the woodcutter.

"There is not enough food in the house for us all. There are too many mouths to feed! We must get rid of the two brats," she declared. And she kept on trying to persuade her husband to abandon his children in the forest.

"Take them miles from home, so far that they can never find their way back! Maybe someone will find them and give them a home." The downcast woodcutter didn't know what to do. Hansel who, one evening, had overheard his parents' conversation, comforted Gretel.

"Don't worry! If they do leave us in the forest, we'll find the way home," he said. And slipping out of the house he filled his pockets with little white pebbles, then went back to bed.

All night long, the woodcutter's wife complained on and on at her husband till, at dawn, he led Hansel and Gretel away into the forest. But as they went into the depths of the trees, Hansel dropped a little white pebble here and there on the mossy green ground. At a certain point, the two children found they really were alone: the woodcutter had found enough courage to desert them, had mumbled an excuse and was gone.

Night came but the woodcutter did not return. Gretel began to sob bitterly. Hansel felt scared but he tried to hide his feelings and comfort his sister.

"Don't cry, trust me! I swear I'll take you home even if Father doesn't come back for us!" Luckily the moon was full that night and Hansel waited till its cold light came through the trees.

"Now give me your hand!" he said. "We'll get home safely, you'll see!" The tiny white pebbles shined in the moonlight, and the children found their way home. They crept through a half open window, without wakening their parents. Cold, tired but thankful to be home again, they slipped into bed.

Next day, when their stepmother found out that Hansel and Gretel had returned, she went into a rage. Stopping her anger in front of the children, she locked her bedroom door, scolding her husband for failing to carry out her orders. The weak woodcutter defended himself, torn as he was between shame and fear of disobeying his cruel wife. The wicked stepmother kept Hansel and Gretel their locked room all day with nothing for supper but a sip of water and some hard bread. All night the husband and wife fought and when dawn came, the woodcutter led the children out into the forest.

Hansel, however, had not eaten his bread, and as he walked through the trees, he left a trail of crumbs behind him to mark the way. But the little boy had forgotten about the hungry birds that lived in the forest. When they saw him, they flew along behind and in no time at all, had eaten all the crumbs. Again, with a poor excuse, the woodcutter left his two children by
themselves.

"I've left a trail, like last time!" Hansel whispered to Gretel, consolingly. But when night fell they saw that all the crumbs had gone.

"I'm frightened!" wept Gretel. "I'm cold and hungry and I want to go home!"

"Don't be afraid. I'm here to look after you!" Hansel tried to encourage his sister, but he too shivered when he saw scary shadows and evil eyes around them in the darkness. All night the two children huddled together for warmth at the foot of a large tree.

When dawn broke, they started to wander about the forest, seeking a path, but all hope soon faded. They were well and truly lost. On they walked and walked, till suddenly they came upon a strange cottage.

"This is chocolate!" gasped Hansel as he broke a piece off from the wall.

"And this is sugar!" exclaimed Gretel, putting another piece of wall in her mouth. Starving but delighted, the children began to eat pieces of candy broken off the cottage.

"Isn't this delicious?" said Gretel, with her mouth full. She had never tasted anything so nice.

"We'll stay here," Hansel said, eating a bit of chocolate. They were just about to try a piece of the biscuit door when it quietly swung open.

"Well, well!" said an old woman, peering out with a crafty look. "And haven't you children a sweet tooth?"

"Come in! Come in, you've nothing to fear!" went on the old woman. Unluckily for Hansel and Gretel, however, the sugar candy cottage belonged to an old witch, her trap for catching foolish victims. The two children had come to a really nasty place.

"You're nothing but skin and bones!" said the witch, locking Hansel into a cage. I shall fatten you up and eat you!"

"You can do the housework," she told Gretel grimly, "then I'll make a meal of you too!" As luck would have it, the witch had very bad eyesight, an when Gretel rubbed butter on her glasses, she could see even less.

"Let me feel your finger!" said the witch to Hansel every day to check if he was getting any fatter. Now, Gretel had brought her brother a chicken bone, and when the witch went to touch his finger, Hansel held out the bone.

"You're still much too thin!" she complained. When will you become plump?" One day the witch grew tired of waiting.

"Light the oven," she told Gretel. "We're going to have a tasty roasted boy today!" A little later, hungry and impatient, she went on: "Run and see if the oven is hot enough." Gretel returned, whimpering: "I can't tell if it is hot enough or not."

Angrily, the witch screamed at the little girl: "Useless child! All right, I'll see for myself." But when the witch bent down to peer inside the oven and check the heat, Gretel gave her a big push and slammed the oven door shut. The witch had come to a fit and proper end.

Gretel ran to set her brother free and they made quite sure that the oven door was tightly shut behind the witch. Just to be safe, they put a lock on the door. Then they stayed for several days to eat some more of the house. One day they discovered amongst the witch's belongings, a huge chocolate egg. Inside lay a closet of gold coins.

"The witch is now burnt to a cinder," said Hansel, "so we'll take this treasure with us." They filled a large basket with food and set off into the forest to search for the way home. This time, luck was with them, and on the second day, they saw their father come out of the house towards them, weeping.

"Your stepmother is dead. Come home with me now, my dear children!" The two children hugged the woodcutter.

"Promise you'll never ever desert us again," said Gretel, throwing her arms around her father's neck. Hansel Showed him the treasure.

"Look, Father! We're rich now . . . You'll never have to chop wood again."

And they all lived happily ever after.
Hansel and Gretel
India is Asia's second-largest country after China. Among India's most serious environmental problems are land damage, water shortages, and air and water pollution (about 70 percent of India's water is polluted). Even in rural areas, the burning of wood, charcoal, and dung for fuel, coupled with dust from wind erosion during the dry season, creates an air pollution problem. Rice, the largest crop, is grown wherever it is possible.

Some of India's foods date back five thousand years. The Indians hunted turtles and alligator, as well as gathering wild grains, herbs and plants. Many foods eaten from 3000 B.C.–1500 B.C. remain common today. Some include wheat, barley, rice, eggplant and cucumber. The Indians cooked with oils, ginger, salt, green peppers, and turmeric root, which would be dried and ground into an orange powder .

Then people from the north entered India between 1500 and 1000 B.C used leafy vegetables, lentils, and milk products such as yogurt and ghee (clarified butter). Black pepper was widely used by 400 A.D. The Chinese introduced tea. The Portuguese and British made red chili, potato and cauliflower popular after 1700 A.D.

Perhaps the biggest contributors to India's culinary heritage are the Muslim peoples from Persia and present-day Turkey, who began arriving in India after 1200.

These peoples, known later as the Mughals, ruled much of India between 1500 and early 1800. They saw food as an art, and many Mughal dishes are cooked with as many as twenty-five spices, as well as rose water, cashews, raisins and almonds.
The French have always been proud of their intelligent way of cooking. Fertile soil provides fresh fruits, vegetables, herbs, grains, and meat, nearly year-round. The soil is also suitable for growing grapes, which are used for making some of the finest wines in the world. Food and alcohol play important roles in French society—the way a person eats often reflects their heritage, region of birth, social status, and health.

During the reign of Louis XIV (1661–1715), the nobility (upper class citizens) would hold twelve-hour feasts with over ten different dishes served. The presentation of the food was just as important as the taste and quality of the ingredients. Such beautiful feasts were too expensive and required too much time for the common people to prepare for themselves, but others were also able to enjoy exotic foods and spices, such as the kumquat fruit and yellow saffron, brought back from Africa and Asia by explorers. These foods were quickly added to the French diet.

The baguette, a long, thin loaf of crusty bread, is the most important part of any French meal. Everyone at the table is expected to eat a piece. It is eaten in a variety of ways, including being used to make
sandwiches. Melted cheese spread on a baguette is often presented as part of a meal. A meal of grilled food (called la raclette) is sometimes served. Using an open grill, diners melt their own cheese with ham or beef slices, or fry their own egg. The grilled food is accompanied by potatoes. Sometimes diners stab pieces of bread on long-handled forks, and dip the bread into a pot full of melted cheese.

The regions of France have varying foods, the main dish is crêpes (thin pancakes); and in eastern France near Germany, a popular dish is cabbage with pieces of sausage. The French in the south eat a special dish made of a Lotte fish that can only be found in the Loire River. On the coasts of France seafood is plentiful, including mussels, clams, oysters, shrimp, and squid. The French enjoy snails cooked with garlic and butter, roast duck, and rabbit.
I hear the train a-coming
It's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since I don't know when
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison
And time keeps dragging on
But that train keeps rolling
On down to San Antone

When I was just a baby
My mama told me, "Son
Always be a good boy
Don't ever play with guns"
But I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowing
I hang my head and cry

I bet there's rich folk eating
In a fancy dining car
They're probably drinking coffee
And smoking big cigars
But I know I had it coming
I know I can't be free
But those people keep a-moving
And that's what tortures me

Well, if they freed me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move on over
A little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison
That's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle
Blow my blues away
This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach

Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go

And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home

Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”

So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me
The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed. There was a loophole in my dreaming,
so I got out of it. And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open.
Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been.

So I dressed myself and left then, out into the gray streets.
But everything seemed different and completely new to me.
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body.

And each person I encountered, I couldn't wait to meet.
I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health.
I said "{I am terribly sorry but} there is nothing I can do for you
{that} you can't do for yourself.

"He said "Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help."
So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt.
He said, "I think I'm cured. No, in fact, I'm sure.
Thank you Stranger, for your therapeutic smile."

So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone.
And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or simple song of hope.
That is why I'm singing...

Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,
I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad,
then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company
through those days so long and black.

And we'll keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve
Of Love's uneven remainders, our lives are fractions of a whole.
But if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall.

Then I think we would see the beauty.
Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges,
like a story told by the fault lines of the soul.
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

What could I do, What could I do

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything damn thing but Sue! I still hate that name!
(oo) What you want
(oo) Baby, I got
(oo) What you need
(oo) Do you know I got it?
(oo) All I'm askin'
(oo) Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home
(just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)

I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone
Ain't gonna do you wrong (oo) 'cause I don't wanna (oo)
All I'm askin' (oo)
Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)

I'm about to give you all of my money
And all I'm askin' in return, honey
Is to give me my profits
When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a)
Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a)
When you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)

------ instrumental break ------

Ooo, your kisses (oo)
Sweeter than honey (oo)
And guess what? (oo)
So is my money (oo)
All I want you to do (oo) for me
Is give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re)
Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re)
Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit)
When you get home, now (just a little bit)

R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care, TCB

Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, babe (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
I get tired (just a little bit)
Keep on tryin' (just a little bit)
You're runnin' out of foolin' (just a little bit)
And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit)
(re, re, re, re) 'spect
When you come home (re, re, re ,re)
Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit)
And find out I'm gone (just a little bit)
I got to have (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
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What is it?
Escamoles are the eggs of the giant black ant. It makes its home in the roots of plants. Getting the eggs is a difficult job, because the ants are poisonous. They love to enter into any holes in a human. For example, the ears, nose, mouth, and even more uncomfortable places.

The eggs feel like cottage cheese. The most popular way to eat them is in a taco.

Wait, it gets worse ...
Escamoles have a surprising nice taste, like butter. This increases the chances that, while in Mexico, you could eat them without knowing you are eating a taco full of ant eggs.

There is a chance that this food will show up in other countries. It is hard to be sure Mexican restaurants like Taco Bell has not put these eggs into food already. Just make sure you know what's in that taco.

Some people think dreams have meaning. They think we can learn from the dreams we have. Is there anything you can learn from this dream?
I'm broke but I'm happy, I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah
I'm high but I'm grounded,
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful, baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be fine, fine, fine
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five

I feel drunk but I'm sober, I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
I care but I'm restless, I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything is going to be quite alright
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette

What it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a peace sign

I'm free but I'm focused,
I'm green but I'm wise
I'm hard but I'm friendly, baby
I'm sad but I'm laughing,
I'm brave but I'm chicken shit,
I'm sick but I'm pretty, baby

And what it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano

And what it all comes down to, my friends, yeah
Is that everything is just fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab...
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn't it ironic... don't you think?

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this nice..."
And isn't it ironic... don't you think?

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face

A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic... don't you think?
A little too ironic... and yeah I really do think...

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out.
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