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Music was my first love
and it will be my last. Music of the future and music of the past. To live without my music would be impossible to do. In this world of troubles, my music pulls me through. Instrumental Music was my first love and it will be last. Music of the future and music of the past and music of the past and music of the past. Instrumental Music was my first love and it will be my last. Music of the future and music of the past. To live without my music would be impossible to do. In this world of troubles, my music pulls me through. |
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| 2. |
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Sitting in your easy chair,
Looking at the wall, Thinking of the things that might've been. And as you wish your life away With dreams of mystic gold, Imagine all the things you could've seen, Imagine all the things you could've seen. Looking out the window, Staring at the rain, Wonder if the sun will ever shine. And if you only realised That life won't pass you by, The only thing that's passing is your time, The only thing that's passing is your time. Oh no! Oh no! No! Go nowhere in your easy chair, Getting older every day, And the things you feel Make your life seem real, Don't let them slip away. Don't let them slip away. Everybody wants some more, Everybody wants some more Everybody wants to open the next door. Everybody's getting meaner, Everybody else's grass is greener. Everybody wants some more, Everybody wants some more Everybody wants to open the next door. Everybody's getting meaner, Everybody else's grass is greener. It's easy when you close your eyes, Your worries disappear, Problems you must face are far behind. Things would look much better From a million miles away, Looking for a place you'll never find, Looking for a place you'll never find. Oh no! Oh no! No! No! Go nowhere in your easy chair, Getting older every day, And the things you feel Make your life seem real, Don't let them slip away, Don't let them slip away. Everybody wants some more, Everybody wants some more Everybody wants to open the next door. Everybody's getting meaner, Everybody else's grass is greener. Everybody wants some more, Everybody wants some more Everybody wants to open the next door. Everybody's getting meaner, Everybody else's grass is greener. Everybody wants some more, Everybody wants some more Everybody wants some more Everybody wants some more |
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| 3:54 |
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Highfly, touch the sky,
Whatcha gonna do now the well's dry? Good time, feeling fine. Whatcha gonna do now there's no wine? For many years You played the joker and you always won. You wasted time, Always fooling round and having fun. Your luck ran out Just like the sunshine when the day is done. Your dreams subsided When you decided that your chance had gone Your chance to be someone. You never tried, You just accepted things and didn't care. And now it's over, You look around you but there's no one there. It's too late now, Face the truth and don't you try to run. You're feelin' sorry, And you've realised your chance has gone Your chance to be someone. Highfly, touch the sky, Whatcha gonna do now the well's dry? Good time, feeling fine. Whatcha gonna do now there's no wine? Highfly, touch the sky, Whatcha gonna do now the well's dry? Good time, feeling fine. Whatcha gonna do now there's no wine? Highfly, touch the sky, Whatcha gonna do now the well's dry? Good time, feeling fine. Whatcha gonna do now there's no wine? Highfly, touch the sky, Whatcha gonna do now the well's dry? Good time, feeling fine. Whatcha gonna do now there's no wine? Highfly, touch the sky, Whatcha gonna do now the well's dry? Good time, feeling fine. Whatcha gonna do now there's no wine? |
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As it was in the beginning
It will be until the end. Your money buys you people, But it will not buy you friends. Your life is an illusion, So live it day by day. Just draw your own conclusion, It's gonna happen anyway Now you've been around The things you've found Just get you down. A life of ease Makes hard to please, You have it all. No one tells you why The things you buy Don't get you high. The life you lead, Just what you need. It isn't there. Does no one care? As it was in the beginning It will be until the end. Your money buys you people, But it will not buy you friends. Your life is an illusion, So live it day by day Just draw your own conclusion, It's gonna happen anyway |
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| 3:20 |
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Not for me all the things you must do.
I am glad now that I can see through. They say that I'm crazy, I'm out of my mind, Searching for something I'll never find. Don't call me a loser, Call me a rebel. No one said I must run in this race. Always right, putting me in my place. I know it's not easy, believe in yourself, You won't find the answer in somebody else. Don't call me a loser, Call me a rebel. Call me a rebel. I'm not one of the crowd, The shout was so loud No one hears a word they say. I'm not one of the fools Who are making the rules And they're changing day by day. Call me a rebel. I've got nothing to hide, Just the feeling inside! Don't call me a loser, Call me a rebel. Call me a rebel. Call me a rebel. Call me a rebel. Call me a rebel. |
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| 4:36 |
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When you lose someone so young,
How do you start again? You can't run and hide from the world outside And you lock yourself in, wonder where to begin. It multiplies the pain. When you lose someone so young, How do you start again? As time goes by and tears run dry And hope appears in place of fears, It takes away the pain You must walk right out in the sunshine, Gotta try not to hide in the shade. Shake yourself loose from the chip on your shoulder And forget the price you paid. I said "Put your grief behind you, All the sad songs have been sung". Yes, I know how it feels, it just don't seem real, When you lose someone so young. When you lose someone so young, How do you start again? You need friends at hand who can understand, If you start to cry, they'll wipe the tears from your eye, Will you ever be the same? When you lose someone so young, How do you start again? Start life anew, stop feeling blue. The world's standing still because it knows That you will forget your tears and pain. You must walk right out in the sunshine, Gotta try not to hide in the shade. Shake yourself, loose from the chip on your shoulder And forget the price you paid. I said "Put your grief behind you, All the sad songs have been sung". Well, I know how it feels, it just don't seem real When you lose someone so young. You must walk right out in the sunshine, Gotta try not to hide in the shade. Shake yourself loose from the chip on your shoulder, And forget the price you paid. I said "Put your grief behind you, All the sad songs have been sung". Yes, I know how it feels, it just don't seem real When you lose someone so young. Put your grief behind you, All the sad songs have been sung. Well, I know how it feels, it just don't seem real When you lose someone so young. |
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| 4:08 |
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Lady of my life,
Won't you comfort me tonight, When the troubles of the world are on my shoulders? Lady, make it right. Please don't fuss or fight. I need peace now I'm a little older. Lady, lady, lady, lady of my life, Lady, lady, lady, lady of my life, Stay with me tonight. Lady, don't be cruel, Don't you treat me like a fool I ain't no fool. Instead of taking, why not try some giving? It's gonna do you some good. Woman, treat me good, You know that you really should. You know that you're the reason I am living. Lady, lady, lady, lady of my life, Lady, lady, lady, lady of my life, Stay with me tonight. Lady, lady, lady, lady of my life, Lady, lady, lady, lady of my life, Stay with me tonight. Lady, don't be cruel, Don't you treat me like a fool. Instead of taking, why not try some giving? It's gonna do you some good. Woman, treat me good, You know that you really should. You know that you're the reason I am living. . Lady, lady, lady, lady of my life, Lady, lady, lady, lady of my life, Stay with me tonight. Stay with me tonight, Stay with me tonight. |
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| 8. |
| 7:18 |
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Pull the damn thing down,
We're gonna build a highway. And either side we'll beautify With concrete reaching to the sky. Pull the damn thing down, Soon you won't remember, As all the people turn their backs On cobbled stones and chimney stacks. Pull the damn thing down! They're gonna pull his house down, They say that it's a slum. No thought for peoples feelings 'Cause progress has to come. The home he's had for sixty years Is standing in their way, So they'll find an institution Where he'll spend his lonely days. Pull the damn thing down, We're gonna build a highway. And I decide we'll beautify With concrete reaching to the sky. Pull the damn thing down, Soon you won't remember, As all the people turn their backs On cobbled stones and chimney stacks. Pull the damn thing down! He's back home for the first time In nearly twenty years, With money and position And wife in mink and furs. Places that he used to know Before he broke the ties Are all multi-storey car parks And he can't believe his eyes. Pull the damn thing down, We're gonna build a highway. And I decide we'll beautify With concrete reaching to the sky. Pull the damn thing down, Soon you won't remember, As all the people turn their backs On cobbled stones and chimney stacks. Pull the damn thing down! People don't want changes To keep up with the times. Secure in their surroundings And leading quiet lives. And then the man from London town Decides to rearrange And the place that they remember Will just never be the same. Pull the damn thing down, We're gonna build a highway. And I decide we'll beautify With concrete reaching to the sky. Pull the damn thing down, Soon you won't remember, As all the people turn their backs On cobbled stones and chimney stacks. Pull the damn thing down! |
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| 9. |
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Music was my first love
and it will be my last. Music of the future and music of the past. To live without my music would be impossible to do. In this world of troubles, my music pulls me through. Instrumental Music was my first love and it will be last. Music of the future and music of the past and music of the past and music of the past. Instrumental Music was my first love and it will be my last. Music of the future and music of the past. To live without my music would be impossible to do. In this world of troubles, my music pulls me through. |
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