I Love Rock And Roll

Written by Jane Hooker and Allan Sachs

Performed by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

I saw him dancin' there by the record machine
I knew he must've been about 17
The beat was goin' strong
Playin' my favorite song

And I could tell it wouldn't be long
'Til he was with me, yeah, me
And I could tell it wouldn't be long
'Til he was with me, yeah, me, singin'

"I love rock 'n roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock 'n roll
So come and take your time and dance with me"
Ow!

He smiled, so I got up and asked for his name
"That don't matter", he said, "'Cause it's all the same"
Said, "Can I take you home where we can be alone?"

And next, we were movin' on, he was with me, yeah, me
Next, we were movin' on, he was with me, yeah, me, singin'

"I love rock 'n roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock 'n roll
So come and take your time and dance with me"
Ow!

Said, "Can I take you home where we can be alone?

Next, we were movin' on, he was with me, yeah, me
And we'll be movin' on and singin' that same old song
Yeah, with me, singin'

"I love rock 'n roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock 'n roll
So come and take your time and dance with me"

I love rock 'n roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock 'n roll
So come and take your time and dance with-

I love rock 'n roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock 'n roll
So come and take your time and dance with-

I love rock 'n roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock 'n roll
So come and take your time and dance with-

I love rock 'n roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock 'n roll
So come and take your time and dance with me

One Of These Nights

Written by Don Henley and Glenn Frey

Performed by The Eagles

One of these nights
One of these crazy old nights
We're gonna find out, pretty mama
What turns on your lights

The full moon is calling, the fever is high
And the wicked wind whispers and moans
You got your demons and you got desires
Well, I got a few of my own

Ooh, someone to be kind to
In between the dark and the light
Ooh, coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you one of these nights

One of these dreams
One of these lost and lonely dreams, now
We're gonna find one
Mmm, one that really screams

I've been searching for the daughter of the devil himself
I've been searching for an angel in white
I've been waiting for a woman who's a little of both
And I can feel her, but she's nowhere in sight

Ooh, loneliness will blind you
In between the wrong and the right (oh, oh, oh)
Ooh, coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you one of these nights


(One of these nights)
Mmm, in between the dark and the light
Comin' right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you
Get you, baby, one of these nights
(One of these nights)
Hoo, hoo-hoo
Hoo, hoo-hoo
(One of these nights)
I can feel you
I can feel
(One of these nights)
Comin' right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you, now
(One of these nights)
And it gets so dark
So dark and cold and lonely
One of these nights
One of these crazy, crazy, crazy nights
(One of these nights)
Swear I'm gonna find you
Comin' right behind you, now
(One of these nights)
Hoo, hoohoooo
(One of these nights)
And I wanna say, ahhh
(One of these nights)
Ahh, one of these, one of these
(One of these nights)
Ahh, comin' right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you
(One of these nights)
One of these nights
One of these crazy old nights
(One of these nights)

I Believe

Written by Jason Castro and Seth Mosley

I believe
I believe sometimes I touch
I believe, love
I deserve
I deserve, much more than this
I deserve, love

This is hopeless now
As the minute stall
Sometimes I don't mind at all
Particularly the times with you

O.k. that's fine as long as you believe
The only things moving don't mean a thing
Can you believe it, it's getting blue
Straight through, line for line, trash

Don't touch this

Just Remember I Love You

Written by Rick Roberts

Performed by Firefall

When it all goes crazy and the thrill is gone
The days get rainy and the nights get long
When you get that feelin' you were born to lose
Starin' at your ceiling thinkin' of your blues

When there's so much trouble that you wanna cry
The world has crumbled and you don't know why
When your hopes are fading and they can't be found
Dreams have left you waiting, friends have let you down

Just remember I love you
And it'll be alright (ooh, la la la, ooh)
Just remember I love you
More than I can say
Maybe then your blues will fade away

When you need a lover and you're down so low
You start to wonder but you never know
When it seems like sorrow is your only friend
Knowing that tomorrow you'll feel this way again

When the blues come callin' at the break of dawn
The rain keeps fallin' but the rainbow's gone
When you feel like cryin' but the tears won't come
When your dreams are dyin', when you're on the run

Just remember I love you
And it'll be alright
Just remember I love you
More than I can say
Just remember I love you
And it'll be alright (just remember I love you)
It'll be alright (just remember I love you)
It'll be alright (just remember I love you)
It'll be alright (just remember I love you)

Written by Derran Gene Brownson / Ian Dench / James Saul Atkin / Mark Simon De Cloedt / Zachary Sebastian Rex Foley

Performed by EMF

Good time, last night
I must admit, I was frightened
But you were cruel
When I awoke, I was enlightened
Will you admit it

Will it show through your clear blue eyes
When will you admit it
When will you admit you're doing
Bad things to me
Everything's alright

I'll never say what you were doing
We'll keep it quiet
It's just a thing I need proving
Doing it right

Sultans of Swing

Written by Mark Knopfler

Performed by Dire Straits

You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel all right when you hear that music ring

Well now you step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
But the horns, they blowing that sound

Way on down south
Way on down south in London town

You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
But it's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
Yes then an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright
He can play the honky tonk like anything
Saving it up for Friday night

With the Sultans
With the Sultans of Swing

And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll

And the Sultans
Yeah, the Sultans played Creole, Creole

Then the man, he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
"Goodnight, now it's time to go home"
And he makes it fast with one more thing

"We are the Sultans
We are the Sultans of Swing"

Deadbeat Club

Written by Cindy Wilson, Fred Scheider, Kate Pierson and Keith Strickland

Performed by The B-52s

I was good, I could talk
A mile a minute
On this caffeine buzz I was on
We were really hummin'
We would talk every day for hours
We belong to the deadbeat club
Any way we can
We're gonna find something
We'll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain
We'll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain
In the rain

We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)
We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)
We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)
We're the deadbeat club

Going down to Allen's for
A twenty-five cent beer
And the jukebox playing real loud
"Ninety-six tears"
We're wild girls walkin' down the street
Wild girls and boys going out for a big time

We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)
We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)
We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)
We're the deadbeat club

Let's go crash that party down
In Normaltown tonight
Then we'll go skinny-dippin'
In the moonlight
We're wild girls walkin' down the street
Wild girls and boys going out for a big time
Anyway we can
We're gonna find something
We'll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain
We'll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain
In the rain

We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)
We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)
We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)
We're the deadbeat club (deadbeat club)

Oh-oh no, here they come!
The members of the deadbeat club
(Deadbeat club)
Oh-oh no, here they come!
The members of the deadbeat club
(Deadbeat club)
Oh-oh no, here they come!
The members of the deadbeat club
(Deadbeat club)
Oh-oh no, here they come!
The members of the deadbeat club

Wake Up

Written by Glen Ballard and Alanis Morrisette

Performed  by Alanis Morrisette

You like snow, but only if it's warm
You like rain, but only if it's dry
There's no sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor
There's no fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for

'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you

You like pain but only if it doesn't hurt too much
And you sit, and you wait, to receive
There's an obvious attraction
To the path of least resistance in your life
Well, there's an obvious aversion no amount of my insistence
Could make you try tonight

'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you, to you, to you, to you, to you

There's no love, no money, no thrill anymore

Well, there's an apprehensive, naked, little trembling boy
With his head in his hands
And there's an underestimated and impatient little girl
Raising her hand

But it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you, to you

Get up, get up, get up off of it
Get up, get up, get up off of it
Get out, get outta here, enough already
Get up, get up, get up off of it
Wake up

Hand In My Pocket

Written by Glenn Ballard and Alanis Morrisette

Performed by Alanis Morrisette

I'm broke, but I'm happy
I'm poor, but I'm kind
I'm short, but I'm healthy, yeah
I'm high, but I'm grounded
I'm sane, but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost, but I'm hopeful, baby

And what it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be fine, fine, fine
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is givin' a high five

I feel drunk, but I'm sober
I'm young, and I'm underpaid
I'm tired, but I'm working, yeah
I care, but I'm restless
I'm here, but I'm really gone
I'm wrong, and I'm sorry, baby

And what it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be quite all right
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flickin' a cigarette

And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is givin' a peace sign

I'm free, but I'm focused
I'm green, but I'm wise
I'm hard, but I'm friendly, baby
I'm sad, but I'm laughing
I'm brave, but I'm chicken shit
I'm sick, but I'm pretty, baby

And what it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet
Well, I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playin' a piano
And what it all comes down to, my friends, yeah
Is that everything is just fine, fine, fine
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailin' a taxi cab

It's A Mistake

Written by Collin James Haye

Performed by Men at Work

Jump down the shelters to get away
The boys are cockin' up their guns
Tell us general, is it party time?
If it is can we all come

Don't think that we don't know
Don't think that we're not trying
Don't think we move too slow
It's no use after crying
Saying

It's a mistake, it's a mistake
It's a mistake, it's a mistake

After the laughter as died away
And all the boys have had their fun
No surface noise now, not much to say
They've got the bad guys on the run

Don't try to say you're sorry
Don't say he drew his gun
They've gone and grabbed old Ronnie
He's not the only one saying

It's a mistake, it's a mistake
It's a mistake, it's a mistake

Tell us commander, what do you think?
Cause we know that you love all that power
Is it on then, are we on the brink?
We wish you'd all throw in the towel

We'll not fade out too soon
Not in this finest hour
Whistle your favorite tune
We'll send a card and flower
Saying

It's a mistake, it's a mistake
It's a mistake, it's a mistake