Cigarettes And Chocolate Milk by Rufus Wainwright

"... Cigarettes and chocolate milk These are just a couple of my cravings Everything it seems I likes a little bit stronger A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me If I should buy jellybeans Have to eat them all in just one sitting Everything it seems I likes a little bit sweeter A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me And then there's those other things Which for several reasons we wont mention Everything about em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder A little bit deadly..."

Athens. 05-06-2010. Concert of Rufus Wainwright

The artist Rufus Wainwright in an Outfit styled by Angelos Frentzos for his performance.

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"The Recruit" by A. E. Housman

Leave your home behind, lad, And reach your friends your hand, And go, and luck go with you While Ludlow tower shall stand. Oh, come you home of Sunday When Ludlow streets are still And Ludlow bells are calling To farm and lane and mill, Or come you home of Monday When Ludlow market hums And Ludlow chimes are playing "The conquering hero comes," Come you home a hero, Or come not home at all, The lads you leave will mind you Till Ludlow tower shall fall. And you will list the bugle That blows in lands of morn, And make the foes of England Be sorry you were born. And you till trump of doomsday On lands of morn may lie, And make the hearts of comrades Be heavy where you die. Leave your home behind you, Your friends by field and town: Oh, town and field will mind you Till Ludlow tower is down.

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"What Kind of a Person" from Even a fist was once an open palm with fingers by Yehuda Amichai

"... I'm not like an inserted fork, not a cutting knife, not a stuck spoon. I'm not flat and sly like a spatula creeping up from below. At most I am a heavy and clumsy pestle mashing good and bad together for a little taste and a little fragrance. ..."