King of Pain

Written by Sting and Gordon Sumner

Performed by The Police

There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a little black spot on the sun today
(That's my soul up there)
It's the same old thing as yesterday
(That's my soul up there)
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
(That's my soul up there)
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop
(That's my soul up there)

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
(That's my soul up there)
There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
(That's my soul up there)
There's a blue whale beached by a springtime's ebb
(That's my soul up there)
There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web
(That's my soul up there)

I've stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

King of pain

There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack
(That's my soul up there)
There's a black-winged gull with a broken back
(That's my soul up there)
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday

I've stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

King of pain
King of pain
King of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain

How Do You Like Me Now?!

Written by Toby Keith and Chuck Cannon

Performed by Toby Keith

Yeah, I was always the crazy one broke into the stadium
And I wrote your number on the 50 yard line
You were always the perfect one and a valedictorian
So under your number I wrote "Call for a good time"
I only wanted to get your attention
But you over looked me somehow
Besides you had too many boyfriends to mention
And I played my guitar too loud

How do you like me now?
How do you like me now?
Now that I'm on my way
Do you still think I'm crazy
Standing here today?
I couldn't make you love me
But I always dreamed about livin' in your radio
How do you like me now?

When I took off to Tennessee
I heard that you made fun of me
Never imagined I'd make it this far
Then you married into the money girl
Ain't it a cruel and funny world?
He took your dreams, and he tore them apart
He never comes home, and you're always alone
And your kids hear you cry down the hall
Alarm clock starts ringin' who could that be singin'
It's me baby, with your wake up call

How do you like me now?
How do you like me now?
Now that I'm on my way
Do you still think I'm crazy
Standing here today?
I couldn't make you love me
But I always dreamed about living in your radio
How do like me now? Yeah

How do you like me now?
Now that I'm on my way
Do you still think I'm crazy
Standing here today?
I couldn't make you love me
But I always dreamed about living in your radio
How do you like me now?

Tell me, baby
I will preach on

Honey I'm Home

Written by Robert John "Mutt" Lange and Shania Twain

Performed by Shania Twain

The car won't start
It's falling apart
I was late for work and the boss got smart
My panty line shows
Got a run in my hose
My hair went flat
Man, I hate that (Hate that)

Oh, just when I thought things couldn't get worse
I realized I forgot my purse
With all this stress
I must confess
This could be worse than PMS

This job ain't worth the pay
Can't wait 'til the end of the day
Hey honey, I'm on my way
Hey (Hey)
Hey (Hey)
Hey, hey, hey

Honey, I'm home and I had a hard day
Pour me a cold one and oh, by the way
Rub my feet
Give me something to eat
Fix me up my favorite treat
Honey, I'm back, my head's killing me
I need to relax and watch TV
Get off the phone
Give the dog a bone
Hey (Hey)
Hey
Honey, I'm home

I broke a nail
Opening the mail
I cursed out loud 'cause it hurt like hell
This job's a pain
It's so mundane
It sure don't stimulate my brain

This job ain't worth the pay
Can't wait until the end of the day
Hey honey, I'm on my way
Hey (Hey)
Hey (Hey)
Hey, hey, hey

Honey, I'm home and I had a hard day
Pour me a cold one and oh, by the way
Rub my feet
Give me something to eat
Fix me up my favorite treat
Honey, I'm back, my head's killing me
I need to relax and watch TV
Get off the phone
Give the dog a bone
Hey (Hey)
Hey
Honey, I'm home

Oh, rub my neck, will you?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Honey, I'm home and I had a hard day
Pour me a cold one and oh, by the way
Rub my feet
Give me something to eat
Fix me up my favorite treat
Honey, I'm back, my head's killing me
I need to relax and watch TV
Get off the phone
Give the dog a bone
Hey (Hey)
Hey
Honey, I'm home

Mm, I'm home
Oh, that feels much better

Burning for You

Written by Richard Meltzer and Donald Roeser

Performed by Blue Oyster Cult

Home in the valley
Home in the city
Home isn't pretty
Ain't no home for me

Home in the darkness
Home on the highway
Home isn't my way
Home I'll never be

Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I can't see no reason to put up a fight

I'm living for givin' the devil his due
And I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you
I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you...

Time is the essence
Time is the season
Time ain't no reason
Got no time to slow

Time everlasting
Time to play b sides
Time ain't on my side
Time I'll never know

Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I'm not the one to tell you what's wrong and what's right
I've seen suns that were freezing and lives that were through
But I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you
I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you...

Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I can't see no reason to put up a fight
I'm living for givin' the devil his due
And I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you
I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you
I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you
And I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you...

Diamonds On the Soles of Her Shoes

Written by Paul Simon and Joseph Shabalala

Performed by Paul Simon

o kodwa you zo-nge li-sa namhlange
(A-wa a-wa) si-bona kwenze ka kanjani
(A-wa a-wa) amanto mbazane ayeza
She's a rich girl
She don't try to hide it
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

He's a poor boy
Empty as a pocket
Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose
Sing ta na na
Ta na na na

She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

People say she's crazy
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Well that's one way to lose these
Walking blues
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

She was physically forgotten
Then she slipped into my pocket
With my car keys
She said you've taken me for granted
Because I please you
Wearing these diamonds

And I could say ooh ooh ooh
As if everybody knows
What I'm talking about
As if everybody would know
Exactly what I was talking about
Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes

She makes the sign of a teaspoon
He makes the sign of a wave
The poor boy changes clothes
And puts on after-shave
To compensate for his ordinary shoes

And she said honey take me dancing
But they ended up by sleeping
In a doorway
By the bodegas and the lights on
Upper Broadway
Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes

And I could say ooh ooh ooh
As if everybody here would know
What I was talking about
I mean everybody here would know exactly
What I was talking about
Talking about diamonds

People say I'm crazy
I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes
Well that's one way to lose
These walking blues
Diamonds on the soles of our shoes

Good Day Sunshine

Written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney

Performed by The Beatles

Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine

I need to laugh, and when the sun is out
I've got something I can laugh about
I feel good, in a special way
I'm in love and it's a sunny day

Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine

We take a walk, the sun is shining down
Burns my feet as they touch the ground

Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine

And then we lie, beneath a shady tree
I love her and she's loving me
She feels good, she knows she's looking fine
I'm so proud to know that she is mine

Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine

Lovely Rita

Written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney

Performed by The Beatles

Lovely Rita meter maid
Nothing can come between us
When it gets dark I tow your heart away
Standing by a parking meter
When I caught a glimpse of Rita
Filling in a ticket in her little white book
In a cap she looked much older
And the bag across her shoulder
Made her look a little like a military man

Lovely Rita meter maid
May I inquire discreetly
When are you free to take some tea with me?
Rita!

Took her out and tried to win her
Had a laugh and over dinner
Told her I would really like to see her again
Got the bill and Rita paid it
Took her home I nearly made it
Sitting on the sofa with a sister or two

Oh, lovely Rita meter maid
Where would I be without you
Give us a wink and make me think of you
Lovely meter maid, Rita meter maid
Oh Lovely Rita meter meter maid
Ah da, ah da
Ah da, ah da
Ah da, ah da
Ah da, ah da
Ah da, ah da
Ah da, ah da
Ah da, da da
Ah da, ah da
Ah da, da da
Woo, woo
Oh, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah

(Oh no, no, no, no, no!
I refuse to go)

Simple Man

Written by Gary Rossington and Ron Van Zant

Performed by Lynyrd Skynyrd

Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me my only son
And listen closely to what I say
And if you do this it'll help you
Some sunny day oh yeah

Oh take your time don't live too fast
Troubles will come and they will pass
Go find a woman yeah and you'll find love
And don't forget son there is someone up above

And be a simple kind of man
Oh be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh won't you do this for me son if you can

Forget your lust for the rich man's gold
All that you need is in your soul
And you can do this oh babe if you try
All that I want for you my son is to be satisfied

And be a simple kind of man
Oh be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh won't you do this for me son if you can
Oh yes I will

Oh don't you worry you'll find yourself
Follow your heart and nothing else
And you can do this oh babe if you try
All that I want for you my son is to be satisfied

And be a simple kind of man
Oh be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh won't you do this for me son if you can

And baby be a simple real simple man
Oh be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man

Woman

Written by John Lennon

Performed by John Lennon

Woman
I can hardly express
My mixed emotions at my thoughtlessness
After all, I'm forever in your debt

And woman
I will try to express
My inner feelings and thankfulness
For showing me the meaning of success

Ooh-ooh, well-well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Ooh-ooh, well-well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo

Woman
I know you understand
The little child inside the man
Please remember, my life is in your hands

And woman
Hold me close to your heart
However distant, don't keep us apart
After all, it is written in the stars

Ooh-ooh, well-well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Ooh-ooh, well-well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo

woman
Please let me explain
I never meant to cause you sorrow or pain
So let me tell you again and again and again

I love you, yeah-yeah
Now and forever
I love you, yeah-yeah
Now and forever
I love you, yeah-yeah
Now and forever
I love you, yeah-yeah
Now and forever

Rock On

Written by David Cook

Performed by David Essex

Ooh

Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on
Ooh, my soul
Hey, did you boogie too, did ya?

Hey, shout, summertime blues
Jump up (up, down) and down in my blue suede shoes
Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on

And where do we go from here?
Which is a way that's clear?
Still looking for that blue-jean baby-queen
Prettiest girl I've ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen
Jimmy Dean
(James Dean)

And where do we go from here?
Which is the way that's clear?
Still looking for that blue-jean baby-queen
Prettiest girl I ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen
Jimmy Dean
Jimmy Dean

Rock on
Rock on

Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on
(Rock on) Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on
(Rock on) Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on
(Rock on) Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on
(Rock on) Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on
(Rock on) Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on
(Rock on) Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on
(Rock on) Hey, did you rock 'n' roll?
Rock on

Goodnight Saigon

Written by Billy Joel

Performed by Billy Joel

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

Any Way You Want It

Written by Neal Schon and Steve Perry

Performed by Journey

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

She loves to laugh
She loves to sing
She does everything
She loves to move
She loves to groove
She loves the lovin' things

Ooh, all night, all night
Oh, every night
So hold tight, hold tight
Ooh baby, hold tight

Oh, she said,
Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
She said, any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

I was alone
I never knew
What good love could do
Ooh, then we touched
Then we sang
About the lovin' things

Ooh, all night, all night
Oh, every night
So hold tight, hold tight
Ooh baby, hold tight

Oh, she said,
Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
I said, any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

She said ohh, hold on, hold on, hold on
Oh, she said any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

She said any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it

Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)

Written by Annie Lennox and David Stewart

Performed by The Eurythmics

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Hold your head up, keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on, keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on, keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on, keep your head up

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something...

Baba O'Riley

Written by Pete Townshend

Performed by The Who

Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland

Sally, take my hand
We'll travel south 'cross land
Put out the fire and don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together before we get much older

Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland, oh, yeah
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted

Rebel Yell

Written by Steve Stevens and William Broad

Performed by Billy Idol

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumping on my floor
She said come on baby, I got a license for love
And if it expires, pray help from above, because

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour babe more, more, more
With a rebel yell more, more, more
More, more, more!

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely she sleeps in bed
What sets you free and brought you to me, babe
What sets you free, I need you here by me, because

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour babe more, more, more
With a rebel yell more, more, more

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well, he's out all night to collect a fare
Just as long, just as long it don't mess up his hair

I walked the world for you, babe
A thousand miles for you
I dried your tears, of pain, babe
A million times, for you

I'd sell my soul, for you, babe
For money to burn, for you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Just to, just to, just to, just to, to have you here by me, because

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
More, more, more!

Ooh yeah, little baby
She want more
More, more, more, more, more!
Ooh yeah, little angel
She want more
More, more, more, more, more!

Love is Alive

Written by Kent Robbins

Performed by The Judds

Love ain't a candle
It doesn't burn for one night
And need the dark to shine
Love is alive

And love ain't just a word
In every dictionary
With no where defined
Love is a man and hes mine

Love is alive
And at our breakfast table
Everyday of the week
Love is alive
And it grows everyday and night
Even in our sleep
Love is alive
And its made a happy woman out of me
Oh, love is alive
And here by me

Love ain't just a mood
A distant far away dream
That needs the night to rise
Love is alive
And love ain't just a song
Sweet words of music
To go dancin' by
Love is a man and hes mine

Love is alive
And at our breakfast table
Everyday of the week
Love is alive
And it grows everyday and night
Even in our sleep
Love is alive
And its made a happy woman out of me
Oh, love is alive
And here by me

Love is alive, here by me

Every Rose Has It's Thorn

Written by Bobby Dall, Bret Michaels, Bruce Johannesson and Ricki Rocket

Performed by Poison

We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did
Did the words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah it does

I listen to our favorite song
Playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say loves a game of easy come and
Easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know that you'd be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
But the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways

And now I hear you found somebody new
And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Sad Cafe

Written by John Souther, Joe Walsh, Don Henley, Glenn Frey

Performed by The Eagles

Out in the shiny night, the rain
Was softly falling
The tracks that ran down the boulevard had
All been washed away

Out of the silver light, the past came softly calling
And I remember the times we spent
Inside the sad cafe

Oh, it seemed like a holy place,
Protected by amazing grace
And we would sing right out loud, the
Things we could not say
We thought we could change this world
With words like "love" and "freedom"
We were part of the lonely crowd
Inside the sad cafe

Oh, expecting to fly,
We would meet on that beautiful shore in the
Sweet by and by

Some of their dreams came true,
Some just passed away
And some of the stayed behind
Inside the sad cafe.

The clouds rolled in and hid that shore
Now that glory train, it don't stop here no more
Now I look at the years gone by,
And wonder at the powers that be.
I don't know why fortune smiles on some
And let's the rest go free

Maybe the time has drawn the faces I recall
But things in this life change very slowly,
If they ever change at all
There's no use in asking why,
It just turned out that way
So meet me at midnight baby
Inside the sad cafe.
Why don't you meet me at midnight baby,
Inside the sad cafe.

Blame it on Your Heart

Written by Kostas Lazarides and Harland Howard

Performed by Patty Loveless

You've got a thing or two to learn about me, baby
'Cause I ain't taking it no more and I don't mean maybe
You don't know right from wrong
Well, the love we had is gone
So blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin, two timing, double dealing
Mean, mistreatin, lovin' heart

Well, all I wanted was to be your one and only
And all I ever got from you was bein' lonely
Now that dream is laid to rest
'Cause you have failed the test
So blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin', two timin', double dealin'
Mean, mistreatin', lovin' heart

Are you heading for a heartache (oh, yeah)
Gonna get a bad break (oh, yeah)
You made a bad mistake (oh, yeah)
Well, your never gonna find another love like mine

Someone's gonna do you like you've done me, honey
And when she does you like she'll do you, it ain't funny
You'll need some sympathy
But don't be calling me
Hey, blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin', two timin', double dealin'
Mean, mistreatin', lovin' heart

Are you heading for a heartache (oh, yeah)
Gonna get a bad break (oh, yeah)
You made a bad mistake (oh, yeah)
Well, your never gonna find another love like mine

Someone's gonna you do you like you've done me, honey
And when she does you like she'll do you, it ain't funny
You'll need some sympathy
But don't be calling me
Hey, blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin', two timin', double dealin'
Mean, mistreatin', lovin' heart

Yeah, blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin', two timin', double dealin'
Mean, mistreatin', lovin' heart

Me and Bobby McGee

Written by Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster

Performed by Janis Joplin

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
And rode us all the way into New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time
I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
Well, I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me
Well, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
And feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee, yeah

La da da, la da daa, la da daa da daa da daa
La da da da daa dadada Bobby McGee-ah
La li daa da daa daa, la da daa da daa
La la laa la daada Bobby McGee-ah yeah
La di da, ladida la dida la di daa, ladida la dida la di daa

Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah
Lo lo lo lolo lo lo laa, lololo lo lolo lo lolo lo lolo lo la laa
Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah
Lord, I called him my lover, I called him my man
I said I called him my lover, did the best I can
C'mon, hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
Lo lo Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, oh
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord

Closing Time

Written by Dan Wilson

Performed by Semisonic

Closing time, open all the doors
And let you out into the world
Closing time, turn all of the lights on
Over every boy and every girl

Closing time, one last call for alcohol
So, finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to go home
But you can't stay here

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

Closing time, time for you to go out
To the places you will be from
Closing time, this room won't be open
Till your brothers or your sisters come

So, gather up your jackets, move it to the exits
I hope you have found a friend
Closing time, every new beginning
Comes from some other beginning's end, yeah

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

Closing time, time for you to go out
To the places you will be from

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

Closing time, every new beginning
Comes from some other beginning's end

Every Rose Has Its Thorn

Written by Bobby Dall, Bret Michaels, Bruce Johannesson and Ricki Rocket

Performed by Poison

We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did
Did the words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah it does

I listen to our favorite song
Playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say loves a game of easy come and
Easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know that you'd be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
But the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways

And now I hear you found somebody new
And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Fast As You

Written by Dwight Yoakam

Performed by Dwight Yoakam

Maybe someday I'll be strong
Maybe it won't be long
I'll be the one who's tough
You'll be the one who's got it rough
It won't be long and
Maybe I'll be real strong

Maybe I'll do things right
Maybe I'll start tonight
You'll learn to cry like me
Baby let's just wait and see
Maybe I'll start tonight
And do things right

You'll control me
Oh so boldly
Rule me till I'm free
Till the pain that shakes me
Finally makes me
Get up off of my knees
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Maybe I'll be fast as you
Maybe I'll break hearts too
But I think that you'll slow down
When your turn to hurt comes around
Maybe I'll break hearts
And be as fast as you
Ahh

You'll control me
Oh so boldly
Rule me till I'm free
Till the pain that shakes me
Finally makes me
Get up off of my knees
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Maybe I'll be fast as you
Maybe I'll break hearts too
But I think that you'll slow down
When your turn to hurt comes around
Maybe I'll break hearts
And be as fast as you
Maybe I'll break hearts
And be as fast as you
Ahh suckie

Maybe someday I'll be strong
Maybe it won't be long
I'll be the one that's tough
You'll be the one who's got it rough

You're gonna learn to cry like me
Baby let's just wait and see

Yeah well maybe I'll be fast as you
Maybe I'll break hearts too

In the City

Written by Barry De Vorzon and Joe Walsh

Performed by The Eagles

Somewhere out on that horizon
Out beyond the neon lights
I know there must be somethin' better
But there's nowhere else in sight
It's survival in the city children
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) When you live from day to day
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) City streets don't have much pity no
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) When you're down that's where you'll stay...
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
I was born here in the city
With my back against the wall
Nothing grows and life ain't very pretty
No one's there catch you when you fall
Oh oh-oh
Somewhere out on that horizon
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Faraway from the neon sky
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) I know there must be somethin' must be somethin' better
(Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh)
And I can't stay another night
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
Another night...
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
Another night...
(Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)

Tunnel of Love

Written by Richard Rodgers and Mark Knopfler

Performed by Dire Straits

Getting crazy on the waltzers
But it's the life that I choose, yeah
Sing about the sixblade, sing about the switchback
And a torture tattoo

And I been riding on a ghost train
Where the cars they scream and slam
And I don't know where I'll be tonight
But I'd always tell you where I am

In a screaming ring of faces
I seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races
Yeah, just like me, she was a victim of the night

I put my hand upon the lever
Said, let it rock and let it roll
I had a one arm bandit fever
There was an arrow through my heart and my soul

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me, girl
On the tunnel of love
Yeah, love

It's just a danger, danger
When you're riding at your own risk
She said, "You are the perfect stranger"
She said, "Baby, keep it like this"

It's just a cake walk, twisting baby
Yeah, step right up and say
"Hey mister, give me two, give me two now
'Cause any two can play"

And the big wheel on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me, girl
On the tunnel of love
Oh love, love

Well, it's been money for muscle on a another whirligig
Money for muscle and another girl I dig
Another hustle just to, just to make it big
And rockaway, rockaway
Oh rockaway, rockaway

And girl, it look so pretty to me
Like it always did
Oh, like the Spanish city to me
When we were kids
Yeah girl, it looks so pretty to me
Just like it always did
Oh, like the Spanish city to me
When we were kids

Voila

Check it out

She took off a silver locket
She said remember me by this
She put her hand in my pocket
I got a keepsake and a kiss

And in the roar of dust and diesel
I stood and watched her walk away
I could have caught up with her easy enough
But something must have made me stay

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me, girl
On the tunnel of love
Yeah love, love
On the tunnel of love
Woo-oh love, love

Yeah, now I am searchin' through these carrousels and the carnival arcade
Searching everywhere, from steeplechase to balustrades
In any shooting galleries where promises are made
To rockaway, rockaway
Rockaway, rockaway
From Cullercoats to Whitley Bay
And to rockaway

And girl, it looks so pretty to me, like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we were kids
Girl it looks so pretty to me, like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we were kids

Ordinary Average Guy

Written by Joe Walsh

Performed by Joe Walsh

I'm just an ordinary average guy
My friends all are boring
And so am I
We're just ordinary average guys

We all lead ordinary average lives
With average kids
And average wives
We all go bowling at the bowling lanes
Drink a few beers
Bowl a few frames
We're just ordinary average guys
Ordinary average guys

And every Saturday we work in the yard
Pick up the dog doo
Hope that it's hard (woof woof)
Take out the garbage and clean out the garage
My friend's got a Chrysler
I've got a Dodge
We're just ordinary average guys
Ordinary average guys

Ordinary average guy Ordinary average average guys

Ordinary average guy Ordinary average average average guys

Ordinary average guy Ordinary average...

Refugee

Written by Michael Campbell and Tom Petty

Performed by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

We did somethin' we both know it
We don't talk too much about it
Ain't no real big secret all the same
Somehow we get around it
Listen it don't really matter to me baby
You believe what you want to believe
You see you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)

Somewhere, somehow somebody
Must have kicked you around some
Tell me why you want to lay there
Revel in your abandon
Honey, it don't make no difference to me baby
Everybody's had to fight to be free
You see you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)
Now baby you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee) No

Baby we ain't the first
I'm sure a lot of other lover's been burned
Right now this seems real to you
But it's one of those things
You gotta feel to be true

Somewhere, somehow somebody
Must have kicked you around some
Who knows, maybe you were kidnapped
Tied up, taken away and held for ransom, honey
It don't really matter to me baby
Everybody's had to fight to be free
You see you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)
No you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)
You don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)
Oh, oh, oh

Jacob's Ladder

Written by John Hornsby and Bruce Hornsby

Performed by Huey Lewis and the News

I met a fan dancer
Down in Southside Birmingham
She was running from a fat man
Selling salvation in his hand

Now he's trying to save me
When I'm doing all right
The best that I can

Just another fallen angel
Trying to get through the night

Step by step, one by one
Higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung
Climbing Jacob's ladder

Coming over the airwaves
The man says I'm overdue
Sing along, send some money
Join the chosen few, hey

Mister, I'm not in a hurry
And I don't want to be like you
All I want from tomorrow
Is to get it better than today

Step by step, one by one
Higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung
Climbing Jacob's ladder

All I want from tomorrow
Is to get it better than today

Step by step, one by one
Higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung
Climbing and climbing

Step by step, one by one
Step by step, rung by rung
Step by step
And step by step
Step by step