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(Concerto for a rainy day...)
(Rain...) I'm standing in the rain I'm waiting all alone I'm so tired I want to go home. I'm standing in the rain Getting soaking wet I'm doing my best But what do I get? I'm standing in the rain Can't seem to get along People rushing by Wish they could hear my song. |
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Standin' at the airport lookin' down the strip, she was cryin' her eyes, she was bitin' her lip. Seven-four-seven just left from gate eleven and there's no turnin' round 'cos it's just leavin' the ground and gettin' higher HIGHER. Standin' at the dock-side lookin' out to sea when I saw her but she did not see me. There she stood with no hope because she'd missed the boat and as her dreams sailed away she headed back for the day, back to the city CITY. Night in the city, o-o-oh, madness at mid-mid-mid-midnight, night in the city drivin' you insane. In the city CITY Night in the city, o-o-oh, madness at mid-mid-mid-midnight, night in the city drivin' you insane. I was runnin' kinda lonely at the city place. I waited for an hour, I never saw her face. Crazy ladies that wait and slide around like a snake. I just can't take anymore, I'm going in through the door into the city CITY. I'll get you, yes, I'm gonna get you, I'll get you, yes, I'm gonna get you, I'll get you, yes, I'm gonna get you, I'll get you, yes, I'm gonna get you, I'll get you, yes, I'm gonna get you, I'll get you, yes, I'm gonna get you, drivin' you insane. Night in the city, o-o-oh, madness at mid-mid-mid-midnight, night in the city drivin' you insane, drivin' you insane, drivin' you insane. - Jeff Lynne |
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The city streets are empty now THE LIGHTS DON′T SHINE NO MORE
and so the songs are way down low TURNING TURNING TURNING A sound that flows into my mind THE ECHOES OF THE DAYLIGHT of everything that is alive IN MY BLUE WORLD I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone Turn to stone when you comin′ home, I can′t go on The dying embers of the night A FIRE THAT SLOWLY FADES TILL DAWN still glow upon the wall so bright BURNING BURNING BURNING The tired streets that hide away FROM HERE TO EVERYWHERE THEY GO roll past my door into the day IN MY BLUE WORLD I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone Turn to stone when you comin′ home, I can′t go on Turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone Yes, I′m turnin′ to stone ′cos you ain′t comin′ home Why you ain′t comin′ home if I′m turnin′ to stone You′ve been gone for so long and I can′t carry on yes, I′m turnin′, I′m turnin′, I′m turnin′ to stone The dancing shadows on the wall THE TWO-STEP IN THE HALL are all I see since you′ve been gone TURNING TURNING TURNING Through all I sit here and I wait I TURN TO STONE I TURN TO STONE You will return again some day TO MY BLUE WORLD I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone Turn to stone when you comin′ home, I can′t go on Turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone Turn to stone when you comin′ home, I can′t go on Turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone |
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They say, some days you're gonna win,
They say, some days you're gonna lose. I tell you, I got news for you, You're losin' all the time, you never win, oh. If you believe that's how it's gonna be, I'd better put you down. Get off your tightrope up there, come down on the ground. You gotta save me now, you better turn around. When I looked around, I was heading down. Won't somebody throw me down a line? They say, some days you gotta give, They say, some days you gotta take. If that's the way it's gotta be, Roll it over and you will see. The city streets are full of people going nowhere making time. The change from night to day is really only hours, It's just along the line, can't you see the sign? When I looked around, I was heading down. Won't somebody throw me down a line? I want to look you straight in the eye, I want to tell you how I really feel, I can feel the wheels turnin' round. Won't somebody throw me down a line? The city streets are full of people going nowhere making time. The change from night to day is really only hours, It's just along the line, can't you see the sign? When I closed my eyes, I was so surprised: Somebody had thrown me down the line - stopped me drownin'. Somebody had thrown me down a line - stopped by. |
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Hello. How are you
Have you been alright through all those lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely nights That′s what I′d say. I′d tell you everything If you′d pick up that telephone yeah yeah yeah Hey. How you feelin Are you still the same Don′t you realize the things we did, we did were all for real, not a dream I just can′t believe They′ve all faded out of view yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Doowop dooby doo doowop doowah doolang Blue days black nights doowah doolang When I look into the sky, the love you need ain′t gonna see you through And I wonder why the little things you planned ain′t coming true Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time I′m living in twilight Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time I′m living in twilight Ok. So noone′s answering Well can′t you just let it ring a little longer longer longer oh oh ooohhhhh I′ll just sit tight through shadows of the night Let it ring for evermore oh oh ooohhhhh yeah yeah yeah Doowop dooby doo doowop doowah doolang Blue days black nights doowah doolang When I look into the sky, the love you need ain′t gonna see you through And I wonder why the little things you planned ain′t coming true Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time I′m living in twilight Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time I′m living in twilight Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time I′m living in twilight Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time I′m living in twilight |
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Just got back from the downtown palais
Where the music was so sweet It knocked me right back in the alley I'm ready, yea, yea, yea, I'm ready, Wo, wo, wo, I'm ready And I'm really gonna rock tonight. Sweet little lady sings like a songbird And she sings the opera like you ain't never heard, But she ain't ready, No, no, no, she ain't ready No, no, no, she ain't ready, And she ain't gonna rock & roll CHORUS She's sweet on Wagner, I think she'd die for Beethoven, She loves the way Puccini lays down a tune, And Verdi's always creeping from her room Come on I'll show you how to sing the blues Now baby, come on over you got nothin' to lose, Are you ready, hey, hey, hey are you ready Ooh, ooh, ooh, are you ready I wanna show you how to rock and roll. Now listen here baby she, said to me Just, meet me at the opera house at a quarter to three, 'Cos I'm ready, yea, yea, yea, I'm ready, Woo, hoo, hoo, I'm ready, I'm gonna show you how to sing the blues. CHORUS -- repeat Far, far away the music is playing. Well we were reelin' and a rockin' all through the night, Yea we were rockin' at the opera house until the break of light, And the orchestra were playin' all Chuck Berry's greatest tunes. And the singers in the chorus all got off on singing blues, And as the night grew older everybody was as one, The people on the streets came runnin' in to join in song Just to hear the opera singer singin' rock & roll so pure, I thought I saw the mayor there but I wasn't really sure, But it's alright. |
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Wish I was, yeah, a wild west hero. Sometimes i look up high and then I think there might just be a better life. Away from all we know, that's where I wanna go, out on the wild side and I wish I was, o-oo-o-oh, a wild west hero. Ride the range all the day till the first fading light, be with my western girl round the fire, oh, so bright. I'd be the Indians friend, let them live to be free, ridin' into the sunset, I wish I could be. I'd ride the desert sands and through the prairie lands, try'n to do what's right. The folks would come to me, they'd say, we need you here. I'd stay there for the night. Oh, I wish I was, o-oo-o-oh, a wild west hero. Ride the range all the day till the first fading light, be with my western girl round the fire, oh, so bright. I'd be the Indians friend, let them live to be free, ridin' into the sunset, I wish I could be. Oh, I wish I was, o-oo-o-oh, a wild west hero. Oh, I wish I was, o-oo-o-oh, a wild west hero. Oh, I wish I was, o-oo-o-oh, a wild west hero. Oh, I wish I was, o-oo-o-oh, a wild west hero. Wish I was, o-o-oo-o-o-o-oo, a wild west hero. |
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She cried to the southern wind
About a love that was sure to end Every dream in her heart was gone Headin' for a showdown. Bad dreamer, what's your name? Looks like we're ridin' on the same train Looks as though there'll be more pain There's gonna be a showdown. And it's rainin' all over the world It's raining all over the world Tonight, the longest night. She came to me like my friend She blew in on a southern wind Now my heart is turned to stone again There's gonna be a showdown. Save me, oh, save me It's unreal the suffering There's gonna be a showdown. And it's rainin' all over the world Raining all over the world Tonight, the longest night. Raining all over the world Raining all over the world The longest night. And it's rainin' all over the world Raining all over the world Tonight, the longest night. You gotta save me, girl When I'm ready for save Oh, I'm fool for you You know that real that Go on and save me. Can you feel what you're doin' To me now? I'm on the run again You gotta save your soul... |
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I was searchin′ on a one-way street
I was hopin′ for a chance to meet I was waitin′ for the operator on the line (She′s gone so long) What can I do (Where could she be) Oh no, no don′t know what I′m gonna do I gotta get back to you You gotta slow down Sweet talkin′ woman You got me runnin′ You got me searchin′ Hold on sweet talkin′ woman It′s so sad if that′s the way it′s over I was walkin′ many days gone by I was thinkin′ ′bout the lonely nights Communication break down all around me (She′s gone so long) What can I do (Where could she be) Oh no, no don′t know what I′m gonna do I gotta get back to you I′ve been livin′ on a dead-end street I′ve been askin′ ev′rybody I meet Insufficient data comin′ through (She′s gone so long) What can I do (Where could she be) Oh no, no don′t know what I′m gonna do I gotta get back to you |
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Gonna write a little letter gonna mail it to me local D.J
it′s a jumpin little record I want my jockey to play Roll Over Beethoven, gotta hear it again today My temperature′s risin, the juke box′s blowin a fuse My heart′s beatin a rhythm, singin out rhythm and blues Roll Over Beethoven, they′re rockin in two by two Well if you feel you like it, go get your lover and reel and rock it roll it over and move on up now, go for cover and reel and rock it roll it over, Roll Over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news Early in the mornin I′m a givin you the warnin don′t you step on my blue suede shoes hey diddle diddle gonna play my fiddle I ain′t got nothing to lose Roll Over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news She wiggles like a glow-worm, dances like a spinning top she got a crazy partner, you should have seen her reel and rock long as she got a dime, the music will never stop Well if you feel you like it, go get your lover and reel and rock it roll it over and move on up now, go for cover and reel and rock it roll it over, Roll Over Beethoven, dig these rhythm and blues Roll Over Beethoven, Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven, Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven, dig these rhythm and blues |
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