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"Odoya" was recorded at the Djvari Monastary in Tbilisi, Georgia, USSR. This piece is performed by the Goergian Singers of the USSR "Zhournalist"
?avid Abedzadze ?osif Zurabauli 昇ugree Gamtjebeli 旼eorgi Dylidze ?urab Loladze 昑imur Chkuatzeli 旼iya Chirakadze 昑omaz Eliava |
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| 2. |
| 5:23 |
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There's a place in the world for the angry young man
With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl, And he's always at home with his back to the wall. And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost, And he struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross And he likes to be known as the angry young man. Give a moment or two to the angry young man, With his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand. He's been stabbed in the back, he's been misunderstood, It's a comfort to know his intentions are good. And he sits in a room with a lock on the door, With his maps and his medals laid out on the floor And he likes to be known as the angry young man. I believe I've passed the age Of consciousness and righteous rage I found that just surviving was a noble fight. I once believed in causes too, I had my pointless point of view, And life went on no matter who was wrong or right. And there's always a place for the angry young man, With his fist in the air and his head in the sand. And he's never been able to learn from mistakes, So he can't understand why his heart always breaks. But his honor is pure and his courage as well, And he's fair and he's true and he's boring as hell And he'll go to the grave as an angry old man. Yes, there's a place in the world for the angry young man With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl, And he's always at home with his back to the wall. And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost, And he struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross And he likes to be known as the angry young man. |
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| 3. |
| 3:58 |
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If you search for tenderness, it isn't hard to find
You can have the love you need to live And if you look for truthfulness you might just as well be blind it always seems to be so hard to give Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue. Honesty is hardly ever heard, but mostly what I need from you I can always find some one to say they sympathize if I wear my heart out on my sleeve. But I don't want some pretty face to tell me pretty lies. All I want is someone to believe Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue. Honesty is hardly ever heard, but mostly what I need from you I can find a lover, I can find a friend. I can have security until the bitter end. Anyone can comfort me with promises again. I know, I know, I know, wo, wo When I'm deep inside of me don't be too concerned I won't ask for nothing while I'm gone when I want sincerity, tell me, where else can I true? 'Cause you're the one, the one that I depend upon Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue. Honesty is hardly ever heard, but mostly what I need from you 그대 다정함을 찾으려 한다면, 어렵지 않게 찾을 수 있을거예요 살아가는데 필요한 사랑은 구할 수 있을 테니까 하지만 그대 진실함을 찾는다면 차라리 장님이 되는게 나을거예요 진실을 보여주기는 언제나 어려운 일인 것 같으니까 정직함이란 그토록 외로운 단어 모든 이들이 너무나 진실하지 못하지 정직함은 정말 듣기 어려운 말 하지만 그대에게서 정말 받고 싶은 것 내 말에 동감한다는 사람은 언제든지 찾을 수 있지요 내 마음 속 얘기를 모두 털어 놓는다면 말입니다 하지만 난 예쁘게 생겨서 깜찍한 거짓말을 하는 그런 사람은 원하지 않아 내가 원하는 것은 믿을 수 있는 사람일 뿐 정직함이란 그토록 외로운 단어 모든 이들이 너무나 진실하지 못하지 정직함은 정말 듣기 어려운 말 하지만 그대에게서 정말 받고 싶은 것 연인을 찾을 수 있겠지 친구를 찾을 수도 있겠지 끝은 씁쓸하더라도 그 사이엔 평안할 수 있겠지 누군가 공허한 약속으로 나를 편히 해 줄 수도 있을 거야 알아, 난 잘 알아요 나 홀로 깊은 생각에 잠겨있을 때에도 너무 걱정하진 말아요 나 떠난다 하여도 그대에게 아무 것도 바라지 않을 테니 나는 이렇게 진지한 마음만 원하는데 그대가 아니라면 누구에게 기대야만 하나요 왜냐면 오직 그대만이 내가 기댈 수 있는 사람인 것을 정직함이란 그토록 외로운 단어 모든 이들이 너무나 진실하지 못하지 정직함은 정말 듣기 어려운 말 하지만 그대에게서 정말 받고 싶은 것 |
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| 4. |
| 7:20 |
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We met as soul mates
On Parris Island We left as inmates From an asylum And we were sharp As sharp as knives And we were so gung ho To lay down our lives We came in spastic Like tameless horses We left in plastic As numbered corpses And we learned fast To travel light Our arms were heavy But our bellies were tight We had no home front We had no soft soap They sent us Playboy They gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep And shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ With all of our might We had no cameras To shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe And played our Doors tapes And it was dark So dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we′d write And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Charlie Remember Baker They left their childhood On every acre And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn′t matter in the thick of the fight We held the day In the palm Of our hand They ruled the night And the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island We held the coastline They held the highlands And they were sharp As sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors They counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together |
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| 5. |
| 5:09 |
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She cuts you once, she cuts you twice
But still you believe The wound is so fresh you can taste the blood But you don't have strength to leave You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door But you stand there pleadin', With your insides bleedin', 'Cause you deep down want some more Then she says she wants forgiveness It's such a clever masquerade She's so good with her stiletto You don't even see the blade She cuts you hard, she cuts you deep, She's got so much skill She's so fascinating that you're still there waiting When she comes back for the kill You've been slashed in the face You've been left there to bleed You want to run away But you know you're gonna stay 'Cause she gives you what you need Then she says she wants affection While she searches for the vein She's so good with her stiletto You don't really mind the pain She cuts you out, she cuts you down She carves up your life But you won't do nothng As she keeps on cutting 'Cause you know you love the knife You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door But you stand there pleadin' With your insides bleedin' 'Cause you deep down want some more Then she says she needs affection While she searches for the vein She's so good with her stiletto, You don't really mind the pain |
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| 6. |
| 7:17 |
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Why can't I lay low? Why can't I say what I mean?
Why don't I stay home and get myself into some boring routine? Why can't I calm down? Why is it always a fight? I can't get unwound. Why do I throw myself into the night? I'm on the outside. I don't fit into a groove. Now, I ain't a bad guy, so tell me what am i trying to prove? Why can't I cool out? Why don't I button my lip? Why do I lash out? Why is it I always shoot from the hip? I cruise from Houston to Canal Street, a misfit and a rebel. I see the winos talking to themselves, and I can understand. Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble? I guess I made an impression on somebody north of Hester and South of Grand. And so, in my small way, I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I don't mean always, only at night when I'm light on my feet. What else have I got that I'd be trying to hide? Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side? But you know, in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I play the whole part; I leave a big tip with every reciept. I'm so romantic; I'm such a passionate man. Sometimes I panic...what if nobody finds out who I am? |
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| 7. |
| 6:09 |
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Late at night
When it′s dark and cold I reach out For someone to hold When I′m blue When I′m lonely She comes through She′s the only one who can My baby grand Is all I need In my time I′ve wandered everywhere Around this world She would always be there Any day Any hour All it takes Is the power in my hands This baby grand′s Been good to me I′ve had friends But they slipped away I′ve had fame But it doesn′t stay I′ve made fortunes Spent them fast enough As for women They don′t last with just one man But baby grand Will stand by me They say that no one′s gonna play this on the radio They said the melancholy blues were dead and gone But only songs like these Played in minor keys Keep those memories holding on I′ve come far From the life I strayed in I′ve got scars From those dives I played in Now I′m home And I′m weary In my bones Every dreary one night stand But baby grand Came home with me Ever since this gig began My baby grand′s Been good to me |
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| 8. |
| 6:09 |
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Some people stay far away from the door
If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the fear of a touch And the anger of having been a fool They will not listen to anyone So nobody tells them a lie I know you're only protecting yourself I know you're thinking of somebody else Someone who hurt you But I'm not above Making up for the love You've been denying you could ever feel I'm not above doing anything To restore your faith if I can Some people see through the eyes of the old Before they ever get look at the young I'm only willing to hear you cry Because I am an innocent man Oh yes I am Some people say they will never believe Another promise they hear in the dark Because they only remember too well They heard somebody tell them before Some people sleep all alone every night Instead of taking a lover to bed Some people find that's it's easier to hate Than to wait anymore I know you don't want to hear what I say I know you're gonna keep turning away But I've been there and if I can survive I can keep you alive I'm not above going through it again I'm not above being cool for a while If you're cruel to me I'll understand Some people run from a possible fight Some people figure they can never win And although this is a fight I can lose The accused is an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man You know you only hurt yourself out of spite I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight That's your decision But I'm not below Anybody I know If there's a chance of resurrecting a love I'm not above going back to the start To find out where the heartache began Some people hope for a miracle cure Some people just accept the world as it is But I'm not willing to lay down and die Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man |
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| 9. |
| 4:23 |
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Well we′re living here in Allentown
And they′re closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they′re killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore Met our mothers in the USO Asked them to dance Danced with them slow And we′re living here in Allentown But the restlessness was handed down And it′s getting very hard to stay Well we′re waiting here in Allentown For the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises our teachers gave If we worked hard If we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall But they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real Iron and coke And chromium steel And we′re waiting here in Allentown But they′ve taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away Every child had a pretty good shot To get at least as far as their old man got But something happened on the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face Well I′m living here in Allentown And it′s hard to keep a good man down But I won′t be getting up today And it′s getting very hard to stay And we′re living here in Allentown |
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| 10. |
| 5:09 |
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Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will, it's just a question of when I've lived long enough to have learned The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned But that won't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust I know you're an emotional girl It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world I can't offer you proof But you're gonna face a moment of truth It's hard when you're always afraid You just recover when another belief is betrayed So break my heart if you must It's a matter of trust You can't go the distance With too much resistance I know you have doubts But for God's sake don't shut me out This time you've got nothing to lose You can take it, you can leave it, whatever you choose I won't hold back anything And I'll walk away a fool or a king Some love is just a lie of the mind It's make believe until it's only a matter of time And some might have learned to adjust But then it never was a matter of trust (INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE) I'm sure you're aware love, We've both had our share of believing too long When the whole situation was wrong Some love is just a lie of the soul A constant battle for the ultimate state of control After you've heard lie upon lie There can hardly be a question of why Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start But that can't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust It's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust |
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| 11. |
| 3:31 |
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Come out, Virginia
Don`t let me wait You Catholic girls Start much too late Aw, but sooner or later It comes down to fate I might as well be the one Well, they showed you a statue Told you to pray They built you a temple And locked you away Aw, but they never told you The price that you pay For things that you Might have done Only the good die young That`s what I said Only the good die young Only the good die young You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd We ain`t too pretty, we ain`t too proud We might be laughing a bit too loud Aw, but that never hurt no one So, come on, Virginia Show me a sign Send up a signal I`ll throw you the line The stained-glass curtain You`re hiding behind Never lets in the sun Darling, only the good die young Woah, woah, woah, woah I tell you, only the good die young Only the good die young You got a nice white dress and A party on your confirmation You got a brand new soul Mmm, and a cross of gold But Virginia, they didn`t give you Quite enough information You didn`t count on me when You were counting on your rosary Oh, woah, woah And they say there`s a Heaven For those who will wait Some say it`s better Vut I say it ain`t I`d rather laugh with the sinners Than cry with the saints The sinners are much more fun You know that only The good die young Woah oh, baby, babe I tell you only The good die young Only the good die young You said your mother told you all That I could give you was a reputation Aw, she never cared for me But did she ever say a prayer for me Oh, woah, woah Come out, come out Come out, Virginia Don`t let me wait You Catholic girls Start much too late But sooner or later It comes down to fate I might as well be the one You know that Only the good die young Tell you, baby You know that Only the good die young Only the good die young Only the good Only the good die young Oooh, ooooh, oooh....... |
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| 12. |
| 3:38 |
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I didn't want to do it but I got too lonely
I had to call you up in the middle of the night I know it's awful hard to try to make love long distance But I really needed stimulation Though it was only my imagination It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy Is all you need When am I gonna take control get a hold of my emotions Why does it only seem to hit me in the middle of the night You told me there's a number I can always dial for assistance I don't want to deal with outside action Only you can give me satisfaction It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy Is all you need Sure it would be better if I had you here to hold me Be better baby but believe me it's the next best thing I'm sure there's many times you've wanted me to hear your secrets Don't be afraid to say the words that move me Anytime you want to tell them to me It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy Is all you need It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing |
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| 3:09 |
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Uptown girl
She's been living in her uptown world I bet she never had a back street guy I bet her mama never told her why I'm gonna try for an uptown girl She's been living in her white-bread world As long as anyone with hot blood can And now she's looking for a downtown man That's what I am And when she knows what She wants from her time And when she wakes up And makes up her mind She'll see I'm not so tough Just because I'm in love with an uptown girl You know I've seen her in her uptown world She's getting tired of her high-class toys And all her presents from her uptown boys She's got a choice Uptown girl You know I can't afford to buy her pearls But maybe someday when my ship comes in She'll understand what kind of guy I've been And then I'll win And when she's walking She's looking so fine And when she's talking She'll say that she's mine She'll say I'm not so tough Just because I'm in love with an uptown girl She's been living in her white-bread world As long as anyone with hot blood can And now she's looking for a downtown man That's what I am Uptown girl She's my uptown girl don't You know I'm in love With an uptown girl My uptown girl don't You know I'm in love With an uptown girl She's my uptown girl (repeat to fade) |
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| 4:45 |
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You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the spoon up your nose And when you wake up in the morning With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You and to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night They were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success Kept 'em so entertained But now you just can't remember All the things you said And you're not sure you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You hand to the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night Oh... Big shot..... |
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| 2:44 |
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Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee Man I had a dreadful flight I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S.S.R. Been away so long I hardly knew the place Gee it's good to be back home Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case Honey disconnect the phone I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S.S.R. Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the West behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my mind. I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south Take me to your daddy's farm Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out Come and keep your comrade warm. I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. |
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| 2:55 |
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Come gather 'round people wherever you roam,
and admit that the waters around you have grown, and accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone if your time to you is worth savin' then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone for the times they are a-changin' Come writers and critics who prophecise with your pen and keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again, and don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin and there's no tellin' who that it's namin' for the loser now will be later to win for the times they are a-changin' Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call don't stand in the doorway, don't block the hall, for he that' gets hurt will be he who has stalled, there's a battle outside and it's ragin' it'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls for the times they are a-changin' Come mothers and fathers throughout the land, and don't criticize what you can't understand your sons and your daughters are beyond your command, your old road is rapidly agein' please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand for the times they are a-changin' The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast, the slow one now will later be fast, as the present now will later be past the order is rapidly fadin' and the first one now will later be last for the times they are a-changin' |
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