Tom Waits

Body

Love

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Blues

folk

1991

I never saw the morning til I stayed up all night
I never saw the sunshine til you turned out the light
I never saw my hometown until I stayed away too long
I never heard the melody, until I needed a song.

I never saw the white line, til I was leaving you behind
I never knew I needed you til I was caught up in a bind
I never spoke i love you til I cursed you in vain,
I never felt my heartstrings until I nearly went insane.

I never saw the east coast til I move to the west
I never saw the moonlight until it shone off your breast
I never saw your heart til someone tried to steal,
Tried to steal it away
I never saw your tears until they rolled down your face.

Eric Burdon

Jeffrey Walden

John Weider

Maxwell Fraser

Victor Briggs

Baby/Children

Body

Dreams

Love

Weather

Places

Time

Rock

1967

This following program is dedicated to the city and people of
San Franciscan, who may not know it but they are beautiful and so
is their city this is a very personal song, so if the viewer
cannot understand it particularly those of you who are European
residents save up all your brand and fly trans love airways to
San Franciscan U.S.A., then maybe you'll understand the song, it
will be worth it, if not for the sake of this song but for the
sake of your own peace of mind.


Strobe lights beam create dreams
walls move minds do too
on a warm San Franciscan night
old child young child feel alright
on a warm San Franciscan night
angels sing leather wings
jeans of blue Harley Davisons too
on a warm San Franciscan night
old angels young angels feel alright
on a warm San Franciscan night.

I wasn't born there perhaps I'll die there
there's no place left to go, San Franciscan.

Cop's face is filled with hate
heavens above he's on a street called love
when will they even learn
old cop young cop feel alright
on a warm San Franciscan night
the children are cool
they don't raise fools
it's an american dream
includes indians too.

Jerry Leiber

Mike Stoller

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Colours

Time

Christmas/Seasonal

Clothing/Apparel

Rock 'n' Roll

1957

Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling down
Well you be a real good little girl
Santa Claus is back in town
Got no sleigh with reindeer
No sack on my back
You're gonna see me comin' in a big black caddilac
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

Hang up your pretty stockings
And turn off the light
Santa Claus is comin' down your chimney tonight
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

Jerry Leiber

Mike Stoller

Weather

Colours

Time

Christmas/Seasonal

Clothing/Apparel

Blues

1997

Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling down
Well you be a real good little girl
Santa Claus is back in town
Got no sleigh with reindeer
No sack on my back
You're gonna see me comin' in a big black caddilac
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

Hang up your pretty stockings
And turn off the light
Santa Claus is comin' down your chimney tonight
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

Jerry Leiber

Mike Stoller

Weather

Colours

Time

Christmas/Seasonal

Clothing/Apparel

Blues

1967

Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling down
Well you be a real good little girl
Santa Claus is back in town
Got no sleigh with reindeer
No sack on my back
You're gonna see me comin' in a big black caddilac
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

Hang up your pretty stockings
And turn off the light
Santa Claus is comin' down your chimney tonight
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

Jerry Leiber

Mike Stoller

Weather

Colours

Time

Christmas/Seasonal

Clothing/Apparel

Blues

2012

Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling down
Well you be a real good little girl
Santa Claus is back in town
Got no sleigh with reindeer
No sack on my back
You're gonna see me comin' in a big black caddilac
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

Hang up your pretty stockings
And turn off the light
Santa Claus is comin' down your chimney tonight
Oh, it's Christmas time pretty baby
And the snow is falling on the ground
Well you be a real good little baby
Santa Claus is back in town

Stephen Schwartz

Baby/Children

Inspirational

Weather

Showtunes

1971

[JESUS]
When wilt thou save the people?
Oh God of mercy when?
The people, Lord, the people
Not thrones and crowns,
But men
Flowers of thy heart
O God are they
Let them not pass like weeds away
Their heritage, a sunless day
God save the people

Shall crime bring crime forever
Strength aiding still as strong?
Is it thy will, O Father
That men shall toil
For wrong?
Oh, no, say thy mountains
No, say thy skies
Man's clouded sun shall brightly rise
And songs be heard, instead of sighs
God save the people!

When wilt thou save the people?
Oh God of mercy when?
The people, Lord! The people!
Not thrones and crowns,
But men!
God save the people
For thine they are
Thy children as thy angels fair
God save the people
From despair
God save the people!

[CHORUS]
Oh God save the people!

[JESUS]
God save the people!

[CHORUS]
Oh God save the people!

[JESUS]
God save the people!

[CHORUS]
Oh God save the people!

[JESUS]
God save the people!

[CHORUS]
When wilt thou save the people!?
Oh God of mercy when!?
The people, Lord! The people!!
Not thrones and crowns,
But Men!
God save the people!
Oh God save the people!
God save the people!
God save the people!
God save the people!
Oh God save the people!
God save the people!
Oh God save the people!
God save the people!
God save the people!
God save the people!

Alex Lifeson

Geddy Lee

Neil Peart

Body

Memories/Nostalgia

Weather

Country/Nature

Places

Rock

1989

No Lyrics

Alex Lifeson

Geddy Lee

Neil Peart

Body

Love

Weather

Country/Nature

Time

Rock

2002

The way out
Is the way in
The way out
Is the way in...

Out of touch
With the weather and the wind direction
With the sunrise
And the phases of the moon
Out of touch
With life in the land of the loving
With the living night
And the darkness at high noon

You can never break the chain
There is never love without pain
A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart

Out of sync
With the rhythm of my own reactions
With the things that last
And the things that come apart
Out of sync
With love in the land of the living
A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart

A healing hand, a secret touch on the heart

There is never love without pain
Life is a power that remains

Mike Rutherford

Peter Gabriel

Steve Hackett

Tony Banks

Weather

Country/Nature

Numbers

Money

Animals

Rock

1971

I heard the old man tell his tale:

Tinker, alone within a storm,
And losing hope he clears the leaves beneath a tree,
Seven stones
Lay on the ground.
Within the seventh house a friend was found.
And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere.

Sailors, in peril on the sea,
Amongst the waves a rock looms nearer, and not yet seen.
They see a gull
Flying by.
The Captain turns the boat and he asks not why.
And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere.
Nowhere.

Despair that tires the world brings the old man laughter.
The laughter of the world only grieves him,
believe him,
The old man's guide is chance.

I heard the old man tell his tale:

Farmer, who knows not when to sow,
Consults the old man clutching money in his hand.
And with a shrug,
The old man smiled,
Took the money, left the farmer wild.
And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere.
Nowhere.

Despair that tires the world brings the old man laughter.
The laughter of the world only grieves him,
believe him,
The old man's guide is chance.

Noel Scott Engel

Love

Weather

Country/Nature

Time

Pop

1969

Anybody seen a knight pass this way
I saw him playing chess with Death yesterday
His crusade was a search for God and they say
It's been a along way to carry on

Anybody hear of plague in this town
The town I've left behind was burned to the ground
A young girl on a stake her face framed in flames cried
I'm not a witch God knows my name

The knight he watched with fear
He needed to know
He ran where he might feel God's breath
And in the misty church
He knelt to confess
The face within the booth was Mr. Death

My life's a vain pursuit of meaningless smiles
Why can't God touch me with a sign
Perhaps there's no one there answered the booth
And Death hid within his cloak and smiled

This morning I played chess with Death said the knight
We played that he might grant me time
My bishop and my knight will shatter his flanks
And still I might feel God's heart in mine

And through confession's grille Death's laughter was heard
The knight cried No you've cheated me!
But still I'll find a way
We'll meet once again and once again
Continue to play

They met within the woods the knight his squire and friends
And Death said now the game shall end
The final move was made
The knight hung his head
And said you've won I've nothing left to play

The minstrel filled with visions sang to his love
To look against the stormy sky
The knight his squire and friends
Their hands held as one
Solemnly danced toward the dawn

His hourglass in his hand his scythe by his side
The master Death he leads them on
The rain will wash away the tears from their faces
And as the thunder cracked they were gone

Dan McCafferty

Darrell Sweet

Manuel Charlton

Peter Agnew

Weather

Places

Time

Rock

1974

Standing on a corner in downtown L.A.
Waiting for the man to come along
She comes up to me and says "too bad, too sad"
You know that he's been dead and gone.
L.A. lady, kinda shady
She picked him up and took him home
I woke up groggy my sight was smoggy
And I knew that it had been blown
Early in the morning sitting in a hotel
Moscow's looking fine through the wine
Spaced out I crashed out
When the K.G.B. came on the line.
It's a cold one, bein' sent down
It's gotta be fifty below
Mama here's a postcard to let you know
I'm in a saltmine and looking for coal
Shanghai'd in Shanghai
Stood on in Tuscon
Ripped off and kicked right out the bed
Flyin' across the desert from Texas to Tuscon
But we're headed for a southern star
The captain says it's fine in Havana
This dude behind me needs a cigar.
He's a big one, he's got a big gun
I guess we better go along
Mister we've got a gig in Arizona
Second billing to the Rolling Stones
Shanghai'd in Shanghai
Stood on in Tuscon
Ripped off and kicked right out the bed
Shanghai'd in Shanghai
Laid low in 'Frisco
Done in and left behind for dead

Tom Waits

Body

Names

Weather

Country/Nature

Animals

Blues

folk

1974

I'm leavin' my fam'ly
Leavin' all my friends
My body's at home
But my heart's in the wind
Where the clouds are like headlines
On a new front page sky
My tears are salt water
And the moon's full and high

And I know Martin Eden's
Gonna be proud of me
And many before me
Who've been called by the sea
To be up in the crow's nest
Singin' my say
Shiver me Timbers
'Cause I'm a-sailin' away

And the fog's liftin'
And the sand's shiftin'
I'm driftin' on out
Ol' Captain Ahab
He ain't got nothin' on me, now.
So swallow me, don't follow me
I'm trav'lin' alone
Blue water's my daughter
'n I'm gonna skip like a stone

So please call my missus
Gotta tell her not to cry
'Cause my goodbye is written
By the moon in the sky
Hey and nobody knows me
I can't fathom my stayin'
Shiver me timbers
'Cause I'm a-sailin' away

And the fog's liftin'
And the sand's shiftin'
I'm driftin' on out
Ol' Captain Ahab
He ain't got nothin' on me
So come and swallow me, follow me
I'm trav'lin' alone
Blue water's my daughter
'n I'm gonna skip like a stone

And I'm leavin' my family
Leavin' all my friends
My body's at home
But my heart's in the wind
Where the clouds are like headlines
Upon a new front page sky
And shiver me timbers
'Cause I'm a-sailin' away

Stephen Sondheim

Names

Food and Drink

Weather

Time

Numbers

Showtunes

1976

ROBERT:
Isn't it warm?
Isn't it rosy?
Side by side by side.

SARAH [speaking]: He's such a cutie. Isn't he a cutie?

ROBERT:
Ports in a storm,
Comfy and cozy,
Side by side by side.

PETER: He never loses his cool.
HARRY: I envy that.

ROBERT:
Everything shines,
How sweet!

ROBERT, SARAH & HARRY:
Side by side...

SUSAN: We're just so fond of him.

ROBERT:
...by side.
Parallel lines
Who meet.

FRIENDS:
Love him!
Can't get enough of him!

ROBERT:
Everyone winks,
Nobody's nosy,
Side by side by side.

JOANNE: He is just crazy about me.
PAUL: He's a very tender guy.

ROBERT:
You bring the drinks
And I'll bring the posy--

ROBERT, JOANNE, LARRY:
Side by side...

LARRY: He's always there when you need him.

ROBERT:
...by side.
One is lonely and two is boring,
Think what you can keep ignoring
Side by side by side.

AMY: He's my best friend...I mean, apart from my husband.

FRIENDS:
Never a bother!
Seven times a godfather!

ALL:
Year after year,
Older and older...

LARRY: It's amazing. We've gotten older every year and he seems to
stay exactly the same.

ALL:
Sharing a tear,
Lending a shoulder.

DAVID: You know what comes to my mind when I see him? The Seagram's
building. Isn't that funny?

ALL:
Ain't we got fun?
No strain.

JOANNE: Sometimes I catch him looking and looking--and I just look
right back.

ALL:
Permanent sun,
No rain.
We're so crazy, he's so sane.
Friendship forbids
Anything bitter.

PAUL: You know, a person like Bob doesn't have the good things and he
doesn't have the bad things, but he doesn't have the good things either.

ALL:
Being the kids
As well as the sitter--

HARRY: Let me make him a drink. He's the only guy I know I feel should
drink more.

ROBERT:
One's impossible, two is dreary,
Three is company, safe and cheery.

ALL:
Side...

SARAH: He always looks like he's keeping score.

ALL:
By side...

SARAH: Who's winning, Robert?

ALL: By side.

ROBERT:
Here is the church,
Here is the steeple.
Open the doors
And see all the crazy married people.

FRIENDS:
What would we do without you?
How would we ever get through?
Who would I complain to for hours?
Who'd bring me the flowers
When I have the flu?
Who'd finish yesterday's stew?
Who'd take the kids to the zoo?
Who is so dear, and who is so deep,
And who would keep her/him occupied when I want to sleep?
How would we ever get through?
What would we do without you?

What would we do without you?
How would we ever get through?
Should there be a marital squabble,
Available Bob'll
Be there with the glue.
Who could we open up to,
Secrets we keep from guess who?
Who is so safe, and who is so sound?
You never need an analyst with Bobby around!
How would we ever get through?
What would we do without you?

What would we do without you?
How would we ever get through?
Who sends anniversary wishes?
Who helps with the dishes
And never says boo?
Who changes subjects on cue?
Who cheers us up when we're blue?
Who is a flirt, but never a threat,
Reminds us of our birthdays which we always forget?
How would we ever get through?
What would we do without you?

What would we do without you?
How would we ever get--
How would we ever get--
How would we ever get--
How would we ever get--through?
What would we do without you?

ROBERT:
Just what you usually do.

FRIENDS:
Right!
You who sit with us,
You who share with us,
You who fit with us,
You who bear with us,
You-hoo, you-hoo,
You-hoo, you-hoo...

ROBERT: Okay now! Everybody!

ALL:
Isn't it warm?
Isn't it rosy?
Side by side!
Ports in a storm,
Comfy and cozy,
Side by side!
Everything shines,
How sweet,
Side by side!
Parallel lines
Who meet,
Side by side!
Year after year,
Older and older,
Side by side!
Sharing a tear
And lending a shoulder,
Side by side!
One's impossible, two is gloomy,
Give another number to me,
Side by side by side by side
By side by side by side by side
By side!

Ike Turner

Ronnie Dio

Teresa Conlon

Dreams

Weather

Colours

Rock

1981

If there isn't light when no one sees
then how can I know what you might believe?
A story told that can't be real
somehow must reflect the truth we feel, yeah

Fade away, fade away
vanish into small
Fade away, fade away
break the crystal ball - OH!

It's the sign
feels like the time!

On a small world, west of wonder
somwhere, nowhere all
There's a rainbow that will shimmer
when the summer falls
If an echo doesnt answer
when it hears a certain song
Then the beast is free to wander
but never is seen around

And it's the Sign of the Southern Cross
it's the Sign of the Southern Cross
all right
sail away
to the sign
ohh

From the book, the word is spoken
whispers from forgotten psalms
Gather all around the young ones
they will make us strong
Reach above your dreams of pleasure
given life to those who died
Look beyond your own horizons
sail the ship of signs

And it's the Sign of the Southern Cross
it's the Sign of the Southern Cross
Fade away, fade away
break the crystal ball
Fade away, fade away
I can't accept it anymore

On a real world, west of wonder
somwhere, nowhere all
There's a rainbow, see it shimmer
when the summer falls
From the book, the word is spoken
whispers from forgotten psalms
Gather all around the young ones
they will make us strong!

It's the Sign of the Southern Cross
It's the Sign of the Southern Cross

Don't live for pleasure
make life your treasure
Fade away!
Eight miles high, about to fall
and no one there to catch you
look for the sign, the time
the Sign of the Southern Cross, yeah

Hank Marvin

Names

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Colours

Time

Animals

Pop

1971

Butterflies danced on invisible strings
Showing wings they borrowed from a rainbow
And a blackbird on high sang a praise to the sky
While a light aeroplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain
Furry backed bees with a tireless drone
Never moan, they're happy to be working
And a grasshopper green could be heard but not seen
While a light aeroplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain
Chorus:
Fly away, Peter, fly away, Paul, before there's nothing left to fly at all
Take to the sky, higher than high, before the silvery rain begins to fall
Nothing moves now but the swaying ripe corn
Not a dawn is greeted with a bird's song
There's a feather or two from a bird that once flew
Before a light aeroplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain
chorus
(Instrumental break)
chorus

Tim Buckley

Body

Weather

Country/Nature

Rock

folk

1969

In my heart is where I long for you
In my smile I search for you
Each time you turn and run away I cry inside
My silly way, just too young to know any more

In my world the devil dances and dares
To leave my soul just anywhere,
Until I find peace in this world
Ill sing a song everywhere I can
Just too young to know any more

The wind covers me cold
The starry skies all around my eyes
Far behind the city moans
Well worthy of the people there
Oh, the psalms they love to hear

So let me sing a song for you
Just to help your day along
Let me sing a song for you
One Ive known so very long
Oh, please could you find the time.

Tom Waits

Body

Dreams

Weather

Places

Time

Numbers

Clothing/Apparel

Money

Blues

folk

1976

Well small change got rained on with his own .38
and nobody flinched down by the arcade
and the marquise weren't weeping
they went stark-raving mad
and the cabbies were the only ones
that really had it made
and his cold trousers were twisted,
and the sirens high and shrill
and crumpled in his fist was a five-dollar bill
and the naked mannikins with their
cheshire grins
and the raconteurs
and roustabouts said buddy
come on in
cause the dreams ain't broken down here now
now ...they're walking with a limp
now that
small change got rained on with his own .38
and nobody flinched down by the arcade
and the burglar alarm's been disconnected
and the newsmen start to rattle
and the cops are tellin' jokes
about some whore house in Seattle
and the fire hydrants plead the 5th Amendment
and the furniture's bargains galore
but the blood is by the jukebox
on an old linoleum floor
and it's a hot rain on 42nd Street
and now the umbrellas ain't got a chance
And the newsboy's a lunatic
with stains on his pants cause
small change got rained on with his own .38
and no one's gone over to close his eyes
and there's a racing form in his pocket
circled Blue Boots in the 3rd
and the cashier at the clothing store
he didn't say a word as the
siren tears the night in half
and someone lost his wallet
well it's surveillance of assailants
if that's whatchawannacallit
and the whores hike up their skirts
and fish for drug-store prophylactics*
with their mouths cut just like
razor blades and their eyes are like stilettos
and her radiator's steaming
and her teeth are in a wreck
now she won't let you kiss her
but what the hell do you expect
and the Gypsies are tragic and if you
wanna to buy perfume, well
they'll bark you down like
carneys... sell you Christmas cards in June
but...
small change got rained on with his own .38
and his headstone's
a gumball machine
no more chewing gum
or baseball cards or
overcoats or dreams and
someone is hosing down the sidewalk
and he's only in his teens
small change got rained on with his own .38
and a fistful of dollars can't change that
and someone copped his watch fob
and someone got his ring
and the newsboy got his porkpie Stetson hat
and the tuberculosis old men
at the Nelson wheeze and cough
and someone will head south
until this whole thing cools off cause
small change got rained on with his own .38
yea small change got rained on with his own .38