The Concert For New York City [compilation] (2001)

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RELEASE DATE:	2001-12-00
DURATION:	-
# OF TRACKS:	32
ALBUM TYPE:	컴필레이션, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	팝
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	53

INTRODUCTION

TRACKS

Disc 1

Once upon a time
Not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck...it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love

She says we've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Chorus:
Whooah, we're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin' on a prayer

Tommy's got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers 'Baby it's okay, someday'

We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Chorus

We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got

Chorus

(H to the izz O, V to the izz A)
Welcome ladies and gentleman to the 8th wonder of the world
The flow of the century, always timeless...HOV!
Thanks for comin' out tonight
You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me
I appreciate that....uh

H to the izz O, V to the izz A
Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A
Was herbin' 'em in the home of the turbans
Got it dirt cheap for them, plus if they was short wit cheese I would work wit 'em
Boy did we? got rid of that dirt for them
Wasn't born hustler, I was birthin' 'em
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
Fa sheezy my neezy keep my arm so greasy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clapped they chrome it ain't easy
Cops wanna knock me, D-A's wanna box me in
But somehow I beat them charges like Rocky
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
Not guilty, Heigel does not feel me
It's not real to me therefore he doesn't exist
So poof, vamoos son of a bitch

H to the izz O, V to the izz A
Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
That's the anthem get ya damn hands up
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
Not guilty y'all got to feel me
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
That's the anthem get ya damn hands up (holla at me)

I do this for my culture, to let 'em know what a nigga look like
When a nigga rent a roaster
Show 'em how to move in a room full of vultures
Industry shady it need to be taken over
Label owners hate me I'm raisin the status quo up
I'm over-chargin' niggas for what they did to the cold crush
Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hold us
We could talk but money talks so talk mo' bucks

H to the izz O, V to the izz A
Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
That's the anthem get ya damn hands up
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
Not guilty y'all got to feel me
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
That's the anthem get ya damn hands up

Hov is back, life story told through rap
Niggas actin' like I sold you crack
Like I told you sell drugs, no Hov did that
So hopefully you wouldn't have to go through that
I was raised in the pro-jects roaches and rats
Smokers out back sellin' they momma's sofa
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the Ave.
Ladies in the window focused on the kinfolk
Me under a lamp post, why I got my hand close?
Crack's in my arm, watchin the long arm of the law
So you know I seen it all before
I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight
The try and the fail, the two things I hate
Succeed in this rap game the two things that's great
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
What else can I say about dude I gets busy

H to the izz O, V to the izz A
Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
That's the anthem get ya damn hands up
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
Not guilty y'all got to feel me
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
That's the anthem get ya damn hands up

H to the izz O, V to the izz A
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
H to the izz O, V to the izz A
H to the izz O, V to the izz A

H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A 
Was herbin' 'em in the home of the turbans 
Got it dirt cheap for them, plus if they was short wit cheese I would work wit 'em 
Boy did we? got rid of that dirt for them 
Wasn't born hustler, I was birthin' 'em 
H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
Fa sheezy my neezy keep my arm so greasy 
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me 
Haters want me clapped they chrome it ain't easy 
Cops wanna knock me, D-A's wanna box me in 
But somehow I beat them charges like Rocky 
H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
Not guilty, Heigel does not feel me 
It's not real to me therefore he doesn't exist 
So poof, vamoos son of a bitch

H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A 
H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
That's the anthem get ya damn hands up 
H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
Not guilty y'all got to feel me 
H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
That's the anthem get ya damn hands up (holla at me)

I do this for my culture, to let 'em know what a nigga look like 
When a nigga rent a roaster 
Show 'em how to move in a room full of vultures 
Industry shady it need to be taken over 
Label owners hate me I'm raisin the status quo up 
I'm over-chargin' niggas for what they did to the cold crush 
Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hold us 
We could talk but money talks so talk mo' bucks

Hov is back, life story told through rap 
Niggas actin' like I sold you crack 
Like I told you sell drugs, no Hov did that 
So hopefully you wouldn't have to go through that 
I was raised in the pro-jects roaches and rats 
Smokers out back sellin' they momma's sofa 
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the Ave. 
Ladies in the window focused on the kinfolk 
Me under a lamp post, why I got my hand close? 
Crack's in my arm, watchin the long arm of the law 
So you know I seen it all before 
I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight 
The try and the fail, the two things I hate 
Succeed in this rap game the two things that's great 
H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
What else can I say about dude I gets busy

H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
H to the izz O, V to the izz A 
H to the izz O, V to the izz A

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I've seen the lights go out on Broadway.
I saw the Empire State laid low.
And life went on beyond the Palisades.
They all bought Cadillacs and left there long ago.
They held a concert out in Brooklyn
To watch the island bridges blow.
They turned our power down,
And drove us underground,
But we went right on with the show.
Oooh. Oh Oh Ooh.

I've seen the lights go out on Broadway.
I saw the ruins at my feet.
You know we almost didn't notice it.
We'd see it all the time on 42nd Street.
They burned the churches up in Harlem,
Like in that Spanish Civil War.
The flames were everywhere,
But no one really cared:
It always burned up there before.
Ooh. Oh Oh Ooh.

I've seen the lights go out on Broadway.
I watched the mighty skyline fall.
The boats were waiting at the Battery.
The union went on strike:
They never sailed at all.
They sent the carrier out from Norfolk,
And picked the Yankees up for free.
They said that Queens could stay.
They blew the Bronx away,
And sank Manhattan out at sea.

You know those lights were bright on Broadway,
But that was so many years ago:
Before we all lived here in Florida,
Before the Mafia took over Mexico.
There are not many who remember;
They say a handful still survive
To tell the world about
The way the lights went out,
And keep the memory alive.

New York State Of Mind

Billy Joel

Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami Beach
Or to Hollywood
But I'm taking a Greyhound
On the Hudson River Line
I'm in a New York state of mind

I've seen all the movie stars
In their fancy cars and their limousines
Been high in the Rockies under the evergreens
But I know what I'm needing
And I don't want to waste more time
I'm in a New York state of mind

It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with the rhythm and blues
But now I need a little give and take
The New York Times, The Daily News

It comes down to reality
And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide
Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside
I don't have any reasons
I've left them all behind
I'm in a New York state of mind

It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with the rhythm and blues
But now I need a little give and take
The New York Times, The Daily News

It comes down to reality
And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide
Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside
I don't have any reasons
I've left them all behind
I'm in a New York state of mind

I'm just taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River Line
'Cause I'm in a New York state of mind

10.

Emotion

Destiny`s Child

It's over and done
but the heartache lives on inside
And who's the one you're clinging to
instead of me tonight?

And where are you now, now that I need you?
Tears on my pillow wherever you go
I'll cry me a river that leads to your ocean
You never see me fall apart

In the words of a broken heart
It's just emotion that's taken me over
Caught up in sorrow, lost in my soul
But if you don't come back
Come home to me, darling
Dont you know there's nobody
left in this world to hold me tight
Dont cha know there's nobody
left in this world to kiss goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight

I'm there at your side,
I'm part of all the things you are
But you've got a part of someone else
You've got to find your shining star

And where are you now, now that I need you?
Tears on my pillow wherever you go
I'll cry me a river that leads to your ocean
You never see me fall apart
In the words of a broken heart
It's just emotion that's taken me over
Caught up in sorrow, lost in my soul
But if you don't come back
Come home to me, darling
Dont you know there's nobody
left in this world to hold me tight

Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight

And where are you now, now that I need you?
Tears on my pillow wherever you go
I'll cry me a river that leads to your ocean
You never see me fall apart

In the words of a broken heart
It's just emotion that's taken me over
Caught up in sorrow, lost in my soul
But if you don't come back
Come home to me, darling
Nobody left in this world
to hold me tight
Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight

11.

Gospel Medley

Destiny`s Child

12.

I`m Your Hoochie Coochie Man

13.

14.

3:53

15.

16.

Disc 2

Fdny	Mike Moran

Who Are You

The Who

Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said ″You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away″

I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin′ punches around
And preachin′ from my chair

chorus:
Well, who are you?
(Who are you? Who who who who?)
I really wanna know
(Who are you? Who who who who?)
Tell me, who are you?
(Who are you? Who who who who?)
′Cause I really wanna know
(Who are you? Who who who who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin′ Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there′s got to be another way

Who are you?
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa..

Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?

(chorus)

I know there′s a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said ″You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away″

I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin′ punches around
And preachin′ from my chair

chorus:
Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
′Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin′ Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there′s got to be another way

Who are you?
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ...

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

(chorus)

I know there′s a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

(chorus)

Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said ″You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away″

I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin′ punches around
And preachin′ from my chair

chorus:
Well, who are you? 
(Who are you? Who who who who?)
I really wanna know 
(Who are you? Who who who who?)
Tell me, who are you? 
(Who are you? Who who who who?)
′Cause I really wanna know 
(Who are you? Who who who who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin′ Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there′s got to be another way

Who are you?
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa..

Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?
Who are you?
Who who who who?

(chorus)

I know there′s a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said ″You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away″

I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin′ punches around
And preachin′ from my chair

chorus:
Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
′Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin′ Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there′s got to be another way

Who are you?
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ...

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

(chorus)

I know there′s a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

(chorus)

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Baba O`reilly

The Who

Won`t Get Fooled Again

The Who

We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone

And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again

The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the foe, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they'd all flown in the last war

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again No, no!

I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
For I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

There's nothing in the street
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are out-phased, by-the-bye
And the party on the left
Is now party on the right
And their beards have all grown longer overnight

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no!

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss

Come To My Window

Melissa Etheridge

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

I would dial the numbers
Just to listen to your breath
I would stand inside my hell
And hold the hand of death
You don't know how far I'd go
To ease this precious ache
You don't know how much I'd give
Or how much I can take

Just to reach you
Just to reach you
Just to reach you

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

Keeping my eyes open
I cannot afford to sleep
Giving away promises
I know that I can't keep
Nothing fills the blackness
That has seeped into my chest
I need you in my blood
I am forsaking all the rest
Just to reach you
Just to reach you
Oh to reach you

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

I don't care what they think
I don't care what they say
What do they know about this
love anyway

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

Born To Run

Melissa Etheridge

In the day we sweat it out on the streets
Of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory
In suicide machines
Sprung from cages on Highway 9
Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected and steppin' out over the line

Oh, baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
'Cause tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run

Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend
I wanna guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
And strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run 'til we drop, baby we'll never go back

Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I wanna know if your love is wild
Girl, I wanna know if love is real

Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones
Scream down the boulevard
Girls comb their hair in rear view mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in the mist
I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss

One, two, three, four!

Highway's jammed with broken heroes
On a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the road tonight but
There's no place left to hide
Together, Wendy, we can live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul

Oh, someday, girl, I don't know when
We're gonna get to that place where we really wanna go
And we'll walk in the sun
But 'til then tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Honey, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Come on Wendy, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run

Come on baby take a ride with me
I'm up from Indiana down to Tennessee
Everything is cool as can be
In a peaceful world

People know this world is a wreck
We're sick and tired of being politically correct
If I see through it now but I didn't at first
The hypocrites made it worse and worse
Lookin' down their noses at what people say
These are just words and words are okay
It's what you do and not what you say
If you're not part of the future then get out of the way

Come on baby take a ride with me
I'm up from Indiana down to Tennessee
Everything is cool as can be
In a peaceful world

Racism lives in the U.S. today
Better get hip to what Martin Luther King had to say
I don't want my kids being brought up this way
Hatred to each other is not okay

Well I'm not a preacher just a singer son
But I can see more work to be done
It's what you do and not what you say
If you're not part of the future then get out of the way

Come on baby take a ride with me
I'm up from Indiana down to Tennessee
Everything is cool as can be
In a peaceful world

The money's good and the work is okay
Looks like everything is rollin our way
'Til you gotta look the devil in the eye
You know that bastard's one big lie

So be careful with your heart and what you love
Make sure that it was sent from above
It's what you do and not what you say
If you're not part of the future then get out of the way

Come on baby take a ride with me
I'm up from Indiana down to Tennessee
Everything is cool as can be
In a peaceful world

Lay back the top and ride with me
I'm up from Indiana down to Tennessee
Everything is cool as can be
In a peaceful world

Hey yeah
Hey yeah
Hey yeah
Hey yeah...

10.

Pink Houses

John Mellencamp

There's a black man with a black cat
Livin' in a black neighborhood
He's got an interstate runnin' through his front yard
You know he thinks he's got it so good
And there's a woman in the kitchen
Cleanin' up the evenin' slop
And he looks at her and says, "Hey darlin', I can remember when
You could stop a clock"

Ah, but ain't that America for you and me?
Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, baby
Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me
Ooh yeah, for you and me

Well, there's a young man in a t-shirt
Listenin' to a rockin' rollin' station
He's got greasy hair, greasy smile
He says, "Lord this must be my destination"
'Cause they told me when I was younger
Said, "Boy, you're gonna be president"
But just like everything else those old crazy dreams
Just kinda came and went

Ah, but ain't that America for you and me?
Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, baby
Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me
Ah, yeah, baby, for you and me

Well, there's people and more people
What do they know know know?
Go to work in some high rise
And vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico, ooh yeah
And there's winners and there's losers
But they ain't no big deal
'Cause the simple man, baby, pays for the thrills, the bills
The pills that kill

Ah, but ain't that America for you and me?
Ain't that America? Somethin' to see, baby
Ain't that America? Home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me, ooh
Ooh yeah

Ain't that America for you and me?
Ain't that America? Hey, somethin' to see, baby
Ain't that America? Oh, the home of the free
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Little pink houses, babe, for you and me
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah