A hill is a landform that extends above the surrounding terrain. Hills often have a distinct summit, although in areas with scarp/dip topography a hill may refer to a particular section of flat terrain without a massive summit (e.g. Box Hill, Surrey).
The distinction between a hill and a mountain is unclear and largely subjective, but a hill is generally somewhat lower and less steep than a mountain. In the United Kingdom geographers historically regarded mountains as hills greater than 1,000 feet (300 m) above sea level, which formed the basis of the plot of the 1995 film The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill But Came Down a Mountain. In contrast, hillwalkers have tended to regard mountains as peaks 2,000 feet (610 m) above sea level: the Oxford English Dictionary also suggests a limit of 2,000 feet (610 m). This has led to Cavanal Hill in Poteau, Oklahoma, receive billing as the "World's Tallest Hill" due to its height of 1,999 feet (609 m). Mountains in Scotland are frequently referred to as "hills" no matter what their height, as reflected in names such as the Cuillin Hills and the Torridon Hills. In Wales, the distinction is more a term of land use and appearance and has nothing to do with height.
Kim Jong-un also romanised as Kim Jong-eun or Kim Jung-eun, (born 8 January 1983 or 1984), is the current supreme leader of North Korea. He has held the titles of the First Secretary of the Workers' Party of Korea, the Chairman of the Central Military Commission, First Chairman of the National Defence Commission of North Korea, the Supreme Commander of the Korean People's Army, and also a presidium member of the Central Politburo of the Workers' Party of Korea. He was officially declared the supreme leader following the state funeral for his father, Kim Jong-il on 28 December 2011. He is the third and youngest son of his deceased predecessor Kim Jong-il and his consort Ko Young-hee. From late 2010, Kim Jong-un was viewed as heir apparent to the leadership of the nation, and following his father's death, he was announced as the "Great Successor" by North Korean state television. At Kim Jong-il's memorial service, North Korean Chairman of Congress Kim Yong-nam declared that "Respected Comrade Kim Jong-un is our party, military and country’s supreme leader who inherits great comrade Kim Jong-il’s ideology, leadership, character, virtues, grit and courage". On 30 December 2011 the Politburo of the Workers' Party of Korea formally appointed Kim as the Supreme Commander of the Korean People's Army. On 11 April 2012, the 4th Party Conference elected him to the newly-created post of First Secretary of the Workers' Party of Korea.
Hey, wake up, take off your make-up or don't you dare ?
Hey, look up, don't you think you're shook-up or don't you care ?
I am what you think I am, man, that's neither here nor there
I really do not care, the time has come for me to
Scream blue murder, scream blue murder.
I know that look on your face, seen it many many times before
I can read it like a book, it's becoming a bit of a bore
I am the apple man and I'm rotten to the core
I'm rotten to the core, the time has come for you to
Scream blue murder, scream blue murder.
Would you like to sweep it clean and use your nice new brush ?
Or take a chance on the future, get swallowed by the crush ?
If you want to pull it off, you're gonna have to learn to push
The time has come for us, the time has come for us to
Scream blue murder, scream blue murder.
Scream blue murder, scream blue murder
I once met a country gentleman's wife who told me of everything she owned He showed me her diamond bracelets and talked about her stately home And all through the conversation, her hand was on my knee But oh no country gentleman's wife is gonna get possession of me.
She told me her country gentleman was hardly ever at home And if I would like to call on her, she'd make sure we were alone And if I liked we could have supper with sparkling champagne But oh no country gentleman's wife is gonna get me for game.
She told me her country gentleman was sixty five years old And as she was only thirty one, her bed at night was cold And if I would like to warm it up, she'd shower me with gratitude But oh no country gentleman's wife is gonna get me in the nude.
I know your daddy is very wealthy And that he owns half the town in which my old man worked For half a crown an hour five days a week Who was too tired in the night to speak about the things in his head.
Oh Anna what does money mean anyway ? I've got more than all that I can smile when it's a rainy day I can see what's behind the big money game they all must play.
Oh Anna, it's not too easy to play the game When you know the rules in favour of the Man who has some golden cuff links For his silken shirt and who never sees the dirt.
Oh Anna what does money mean anyway ? I've got more than all that I can smile when it's a rainy day I can see what's behind the big money game they all must play.
Oh Anna, I don't give a damn If your daddy can not see me for the things I really am And I don't mind if your mummy and her kind Don't like my hair, I don't care because it's you that's on my mind.
Oh Anna what does money mean anyway ? I've got more than all that I can smile when it's a rainy day I can see what's behind the big money game they all must play.
She'll be sleeping no doubt, she'll be tired out
After being at school all day
She'll be remembering what the teacher told her
Although it never happens that way.
But pretty soon I'll tell her that the wickedness and strife
Are only part of living, not life.
And the dusty day will have to fade away
As the magic comes along in the night
We'll be sleepy eye'd and together we'll fly
To the land where everything is alright.
But pretty soon I'll tell her that the wickedness and strife
Are only part of living, not life.
And the dusty day will have to fade away
As the magic comes along in the night
We'll be sleepy eye'd and together we'll fly
In the morning you rise, night is still in your eyes
Moving warm with content, the memory of your body's scent
I watch your striptease in reverse, dip my head in your purse
Smiling softly you say, that I could not get much worse.
Then scream of the kettle making steam
Reminding you and me, we need a cup of tea
Intimate breakfast scene, with sausage, egg and beans
Weetabix and jam and lightly grilled brown ham.
Talking gently and low, I ask you why you must go
Having asked it I know, instead of yes you'll answer no.
Oh no, I've got to go back home
My child is all alone, don't ring me on the phone
My husband will be there, it really isn't fair
He still belives in trust, I've got to catch my bus.
Looking through the window pane, watch her leaving me again
Wondering what's in her head, I slowly sink back to bed.
And there you go, heading down dark dusty lanes that all look the same From a single point of view You thought that the freedom you need could be found on the ground Of a lonely avenue No one could give it to you No one could get it right through Now what will you do.
When there is nobody here and there's nobody near To tell your troubles to Just a dark night and the empty moonlight Doesn't mean a single thing to you Now you're really feeling sad Your stomach's really feeling bad You think you're maybe going mad.
But it's just another case of human misunderstanding It's just another sad song.
Where did she go ? The one that could hold you together and the one That you'd never tell a lie to her face Could she be lost in the cost of another embrace From a different kind of place Gone and never left a trace With a tear on her face A sad tear on her face.
But it's just another case of human misunderstanding It's just another sad song.
It's just another case of human misunderstanding It's just another sad song.
The raindrops feel like liquid diamonds, falling from a cloud
Who has a silver lining made by passing time
And I've not just had a smoke, I've not been struck by lightning stroke
I'll let it thunder, let it whistle
Let it blow like hell, I'm not really caring
And my state of mind needs no repairing.
Yesterday was painted grey and I've found out no reliable way
Of knowing what tomorrow's colours might say
While heads around me turn and twist at situations that don't exist
I'll let it thunder, let it whistle
Let it blow like hell, I'm not really minding
And my state of mind needs no defining.
I'm wandering through a fairy story, lost in love and seeking glory
Listening to the music, children smile
While others with more complex claims, protect themselves against the rain
I'll let it thunder, let it whistle
Let it blow like hell, I'm not really bothered
And my state of mind has finally been discovered.
I'll let it thunder, let it whistle
Let it blow like hell, I'm not really bothered
I rolled a joint and crushed it on the floor
Woe is me, I'll never roll a joint no more.
I took some speed and ran 'round in circles
A thousand miles, a thousand miles or maybe even more.
I took a trip to find me a better self
But I only found I'd merely lost all common sense.
Marijuana, why do you want me
Constantly ? Very close indeed to me.
If you drive me mad, you'll make mother very sad
And she'll maybe even cry, she'll maybe shade a tear
Playing dominos on the big coach, sometimes winning or losing
Playing darts in the bar room, in between the boozing
And later on the stage, playing music from a dream
It's one for the travelling man, two for what he's seen.
Later at the reception, pressmen and their wives
Yes-men with their suggestions, well-whishers with their lies
Me I'm getting drunker, by the minute let it roll
It's three for the company man, four for his soul.
Later on in the hotel room, playing cards until the dawn
Others just conversating, I suppose they were having fun
And crashing to their bedrooms, legless one by one
It's five for the cold morning light, sixteen for the sun.
Back on the big coach in the morning, head full of pain
Sleepy eyes still yawning, yes we're back on the road again
Sometimes make me wonder what we'll be like at the end
It's seven for the travelling band, eight for doing it all again
I hate to see you cry, makes the sun desert the sky
Makes my dreams all run dry, can't tell you why.
Lying still and white, your face illuminates the night
Your tears are crying out for light
Everything will be, everything will be alright.
I swear by the sun above, I'll give you every bit of my love
If you'll just let me see you smile, once in a while.
'Cause I hate to see you cry, makes the sun desert the sky
Makes my dreams all run dry, can't tell you why.
I hate to see you cry, makes the sun desert the sky
Makes my dreams all run dry, makes the sun desert the sky
Makes my dreams all run dry, and I cannot tell you why