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I feel the need, the need for speed

Maverick: I feel the need...
Maverick, Goose: ...the need for speed!
(movie - Top Gun)

There was a time when I used to do things real fast – talk fast , walk fast , write fast , read fast – do everything fast. Something used to itch if I was ever action-less for a second. After continuous scolding by parents and other well-wishers I mellowed down. I consciously began to ‘think’ before I acted. But now, am feeling really bored . am wondering if I have become a slow, lazy individual !

The need for speed I feel.
For speed I feel the need.

The need I feel for speed,
To meet only speed can succeed

The feel of speed I need
To do many a great deed

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ravwe said…
THE SPEED BREAKER

Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they'll like this song?
Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Ooooowaa Mother, should I build a wall?
Mother, should I run for President?
Mother, should I trust the government?
Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
Ooooowaa Is it just a waste of time?
Hush, my baby. Baby, don't you cry.
Momma's gonna make all of your nightmares come true.
Momma's gonna put all of her fears into you.
Momma's gonna keep you right here under her wing.
SHE WONT LET YOU FLY, but she might let you sing.
Momma's gonna keep Baby cozy and warm.
Oooo Babe.
Oooo Babe.
Ooo Babe, of course Momma's gonna help build a wall.
Mother, do you think she's good enough,
For me?
Mother, do you think she's dangerous,
To me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Ooooowaa Mother, will she break my heart?
Hush, my baby. Baby, don't you cry.
Momma's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you.
Momma won't let anyone dirty get through.
Momma's gonna wait up until you get in.
Momma will always find out where you've been.
Momma's gonna keep Baby healthy and clean.
Oooo Babe.
Oooo Babe.
Ooo Babe, you'll always be Baby to me.
Mother, did it need to be so high?
PINK FLOYD
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