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Here she comes on down the aisle
Behind her veil she wears a smile
In her hands the bright bouquet
Daddy's here to give the bride away
Best man fumbles for the band
Groom puts it on her trembling hand
Almost before the vows are through
In her calmest voice she says, "I do."
Here comes the bride
Something old
Here comes the bride
Something new
Here comes the bride
Something borrowed
And something blue
She hears the sound of little feet
But first there's a wedding cake to eat
Guests line up to kiss the bride
The groom feels like a lucky guy
Up above the churchbells ring
Preacher says which psalm to sing
There was silence 'till a bride's maid sighed
And someone said, "Here comes the bride."
Here comes the bride
Something old
Here comes the bride
Something new
Here comes the bride
Something borrowed
And something blue
(You may now kiss the bride)
The veil goes back revealing bliss
The groom leans in to take his kiss
Here comes the bride
Something old
Here comes the bride
Something new
Here comes the bride
Something borrowed
And something blue...
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The sunset's rag is wringing
The night out of the day
The undercover lovers
Have run out of things to say
The singer's started singing
The strummers start to strum
The night is just beginning
For the vampires in the sun
Vampires in the sun...
The night is always young
The moon's a chunk of silver
The night is like a dress
You can hear the ice cubes jingle
Like a diamond on a breast
The waves make a languid crashing
And lick us like a tongue
And wash the ashen ankles
Of the vampires in the sun
Vampires in the sun...
The night is always young
The evening is undressing
And showing us her stars
The guilty are confessing
To the tenders of the bars
They're knocked out and nocturnal
They stay forever young
The moon it shines eternal
On the vampires in the sun
Vampires in the sun...
The night is always young
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Now our skys are falling down
And we have worn out all our frowns
And we have broken all our crowns
And been run out of all our towns
If it's the rod that wasn't spared
Or the ugly stick that you're below
Everybody took a licking and kept on ticking
Well, and they're all still waiting for the blow
Ahhh
Waiting for the, waiting for the blow...
Tell me now, exactly how
Your heart was broken long ago
It was devistating and you're still waiting
You're still waiting for the blow
I have no choice but to hold my voice
Before your sorry tale of woe
It's no surprise, I can empathize
We're all still waiting for the blow
Ahhh
Waiting for the, waiting for the blow...
(interlude)
Ahhh
Waiting for the, waiting for the blow...
Tell me, baby, why you're waiting
I want to know just where you're from
The trip to the floor you're waiting for
You know the blow may never come
Take your chances, place your bets
'cause you know you never know
If it never arrives we waste our lives
Waste them waiting for the blow
Ahhh
Waiting for the, waiting for the blow...
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In an office high above us all
An executive received an important phonecall
He said "Yes, sir, I'll do all that I can."
Said "Goodbye," and hung up with the Man
That's the Man
Pulling all the strings
That's the Man
In charge of everything
And the trumpet sings,
"I'm tired of working for the Man
For the Man
I'm tired of working for the Man"
Get up, get up, get out of bed...
Another hopeless dawn dawns on the hopeful people
The bell strikes nine up in the steeple
People work hard, doing all they can
Putting money in the bank account of the Man
That's the Man
Pulling all the strings
That's the Man
When the alarm clock rings
And the trumpet sings,
Get up, get up, get out of bed...
"I'm tired of working for the Man
For the Man
I'm tired of working for the Man"
Meanwhile back up in the office
They're making charts to graph the profits
They will work their whole life span
To line the pockets of the Man
That's the Man
Pulling all the strings
That's the Man
In charge of everything
And the trumpet sings,
"I'm tired of working for the Man
For the Man
I'm tired of working for the Man"
Get up, get up,
Get up, get up, get out of bed...
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I get the feeling it was different here
Before we came along
Another young man murdered on my TV there
Seems so far from my comfy chair
The world isn't good the world ain't bad
The world ain't happy and the world ain't sad
The thing about the world is it's gone mad
(The thing about the world is...)
I get the feeling it was different here
Before we came along
Everybody's talking 'bout the good old days
How could they all be wrong?
The thing about the world is it's gone mad
Only world that we've ever had
The only world that we can use
It's big and round and it's got the blues
(The thing about the world is...)
The world isn't good the world ain't bad
The world ain't happy, the world ain't sad
The thing about the world is it's gone mad
(The thing about the world is...)
I get the feeling it was different here
Before we came along
Everybody's talking 'bout the good old days
How could they all be wrong?
In a world gone mad...
Business man sittin' on a big empire
Only took one day to set Rome on fire
Food on the table in the lucky cases
Sweet expressions on the children's faces
(The thing about the world is...)
The world isn't good the world ain't bad
The world ain't happy and the world ain't sad
The thing about the world is it's gone mad
(The thing about the world is...)
I get the feeling it was different here
Before we came along
Everybody's talking 'bout the good old days
How could they all be wrong?..
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This stupid production is making me think
That history's drawn in invisible ink
Too many graves and not enough houses
Not enough men and too many mouses
We're wearing new rags and we fight over crude
Not enough kind and too many rude
Flashbulbs popping at the Wicked Parade
Don't wake us up till we're all got it made
Smile for the camera and raise your glass
Pull up your socks till they cover your ass
Say, "Goodbye"...
No more mama's apple pie
Damn the torpedoes and take a bow
It'll always be now
All the children say, "Wow"
Say, "Goodbye"...
No more mama's apple pie
Covers are blown at the masquerade
When the rain starts falling on the Wicked Parade
Tell another lie hope you don't get caught
But you better not cry when your soul's been bought
Lifeboats floating out on the flood
Blood's thicker water, love's thicker than blood
Another bullet leaves another mother bereft
And the sergeant says, "To the left!"
Smile for the camera and raise your glass
Pull up your socks till they cover your ass
Say, "Goodbye"...
No more mama's apple pie
Damn the torpedoes and take a bow
It'll always be now
All the children say, "Wow"
Say, "Goodbye"...
No more mama's apple pie
To the left!..
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Far and away where the waves unwind
And the toothy rock crashes
Wet ankled women with splashed salty hems
Clear their throtes and bat eyelashes
They're the sirens and their silver breath
Makes the sailor's favorite sound
But if you hear that siren song
My friend you're sure to drown
They drive them sailors crazy (ooh la la!)
And leave them wanting more
Those red lipped ladies in their Siren Dresses
They draw you through the door
Far and away where the neon light
Lays languid on the bar room floor
Bright sashed sirens with their second guesses
Have a bite worse than their roar
They drive them sailors crazy (ooh la la!)
And leave them wanting more
Those red lipped ladies in their Siren Dresses
They draw you through the door...
If you go down to the ocean
Put your money in your sock
'cause those red lipped ladies in their Siren Dresses
Wreck a man upon the rocks
If you go down to the ocean
If you go down to the sea
Find a red lipped lady in a Siren Dress
And bring her back for me
They drive them sailors crazy (ooh la la!)
And leave them wanting more
Those red lipped ladies in their Siren Dresses
They draw you through the door...
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Yeah, call him a monkey, call him dumb
He was first in line for an opposable thumb
Yeah, see him swinging on down the street
He got opposable thumbs that run on to his feet
Gorilla Girls sing, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh.. Get on me
Gorilla Boy, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh.. Get on me
Well he loved gorilla girl and a love was so strong
She get Chiquita Banana and her own nylon
Ohh.. He loved gorilla girl and a love a love was so strong
They'd do the double date with old King Kong
Gorilla Girl sing, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh.. Get on me
Gorilla Boy, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh... Get on me
Oh he loved Gorilla Girl and a love was so strong
They'd do the double date with old King Kong
I said see him swinging on through the trees
Well he knows Tarzan personally
And Jane sing, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh... Get on me
Gorilla Boy, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh... Get on me
Gorrilla Boy, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh... Get on me
Gorilla Boy, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh... Get on me
Oh.. See him swinging on through the tree
Aww.. He knows Tarzan personally
Tarzan thinks he's a little vain
But he doesn't know what's gotten into Jane
And Jane sing, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh.. Get on me
Gorilla Boy, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh.. Get on me
Gorilla Boy Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh.. Get on me
Gorilla Boy, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh.. Get on me
Gorilla Boy, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Gorilla Boy ooh.. Get on me
Gorilla Boy... Ho Gorrilla Boy
Yeah Yeah Gorilla Boy...
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The prophet said to David
"Someday you'll be King
So go on down to King Saul's house
And let him hear you sing
Don't worry what you hear
Don't worry what you see
Don't you worry 'bout his spear
Because my David you got the Key"
You got the Key to the Kingdom...
Jesse said to David
"Goliath's in the vale
What makes you think you'll bring him low
When all our best have failed?"
David said to Jesse
"Just go tell the King for me
I can beat Goliath
'cause I got the Key"
I got the Key to the Kingdom
(If your heart is bold then the Key is gold)
I got the Key to the Kingdom
(If your heart is kind then the Key you'll find)...
David said to Solomon
When he was about to die
"You're gonna build my temple
When I'm by the good, The Good Lord's Side
Don't you worry Son
Able you will be
You can do anything
'cause my Son, you got the Key"
You got the Key to the Kingdom
(If your heart is bold then the Key is gold)
You got the Key to the Kingdom
(If your heart is kind then the Key you'll find)...
Key to the Kingdom...
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I will lay beside you
On this long and lonely night
'cause the flood that drowns the sailor
Is the fisherman's delight
Love is a super power
Like an endless sea
I will swim to you
If you will swim to me
I can drink your song
I'm drunken from your sound
If this is love then let me drown
Let me drown
What a perfect night
To forget your pain
And finally see the light
After forty nights of rain
Little boy blue come blow your horn
A melody yet to be born
I will lay beside you
On this long and lonely night
'cause the flood that drowns the sailor
Is the fisherman's delight...
The fisherman's delight
Once I was on the hill
Now I am in the hole
But there's a hope that prances
In the footlights of my soul
In a sea of sadness
Find a drop of gladness
Just to fill my bowl
I will lay beside you
On this long and lonely night
'cause the flood that drowns the sailor
Is the fisherman's delight...
The fisherman's delight
Lovers fill the streets
And drag there leaden feet
Somehow they always seem to cry
Bombs and blessings
Everybody's guessing
What will next fall from the sky
I will lay beside you
On this long and lonely night
'cause the flood that drowns the sailor
Is the fisherman's delight...
The fisherman's delight
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Oh I know you're only
Heavy with your gold
You drag your feet so slowly
Like you hate to go
The more I walk on eggshells
The more I step on nails
I got a million plans
But each one fails
I'd rather you treat me like I treat you (I treat you)
Than me treat you the way you tend to do
Because I love the way you like me
I'd like you to love me so
I can see your heart
Is hunting for a place to go
The more I learn to hover
The less I learn to fly
The bigger I laugh
The harder I cry
I'd rather you treat me like I treat you (I treat you)
Than me treat you the way you tend to do
The bigger I laugh
The harder I cry...
Oh I know you're lonely
Your picture tells me so
You drag your feet so slowly
Like you hate, hate to go
The more I learn to live
The more I'd hate to die
The bigger I laugh
The harder I cry
I'd rather you treat me like I treat you (I treat you)
Than me treat you the way you tend to do
The bigger I laugh
The harder I cry...
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Your voice was frightened and kind of dreamy
You said you simply had to see me
And there you were with your martini
Your diamonds were large and your dress was teeny
Dodging assassins two by two
They want your ruby slippers and your little dog, too
Your words had me shaken
Your dress had me stirred
I guess I didn't answer
'cause you asked if I had heard
In your face I watched the lines
The growing lines of anguish
In the air I watched the smoke
From your cigarette languish
There in your face I saw the light
Like you, a fugitive of the night
I took a shot and said that I might
Help you to dodge your assassins
Dodging assassins two by two
They want your ruby slippers and your little dog, too
Like Dorathy I fall...
Little dog and all
There's vampires in the sun
My dear one, they want a piece of you
They want your ruby slippers, baby
And I know they want your little dog, too
Dodging assassins two by two
They want your ruby slippers and your little dog, too...
I don't know why
They want you dead
But now that I've helped you
I think they also want my head
I don't know why they want a piece of you
They want your ruby slippers and your little dog too
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You know my boat has holes
I see you brought your gales
I see you brought you souls
To leave inside my sales
And oh I love you all
Others more than some
You dear best of all
Know where my boat is from
Oh I love you all
Others more than some
Dear you best of all
Know where my boat is from
She had eyes all wild and free
And she had the soul of a guitar
Like a diamond on the sea
Like a stolen burning star
There was no playing lame
There was no playing dumb
You know she knew my name
And where my boat is from
All my rights and wrongs
You know she knew the sum
You know she knew my song
And where my boat is from
Oh I love you all
Others more than some
Dear you best of all
Know where my boat is from
You know where my boat is from
My boat is from...
The diamonds brightly burn
Inside my brokeen heart
We never did return
We never can depart
Don't know where I been
I don't know where to come
And I've had to swim
To where my boat is from
Oh I love you all
Others more than some
Dear you best of all
Know where my boat is from
You know where my boat is from
My boat is from...
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The preacher said, "richer or poorer",
My mama said, "thick or thin",
You can kiss me, baby
When it's time to get thick again
And, baby, you know it's simple
It's just a matter of common sense
I want you to love me, baby,
'til tomorrow can pay the rent
Tomorrow can pay the rent
My friends all think I'm crazy
But my angel knows I'm okay
Forget about tomorrow
We got our hands full with today
And, baby, you know it's simple
It's just a matter of common sense
I want you to love me, baby,
'til tomorrow can pay the rent
Tomorrow can pay the rent
When I wake up in the morning
And see you in the light
You can love me, baby, love me with all your might
When I lay down in the evening
And see you in the shade
I feel your touch and I know I've got it made
Got it made
I'm gonna listen for your laughter
I'm gonna kiss you into next year
I got my blue bandana
In case I need to dry your tears
And, baby, you know it's simple
It's just a matter of common sense
I want you to love me, baby,
'til tomorrow can pay the rent
Tomorrow can pay the rent
Tomorrow can pay the rent...
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