Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters

Written by Bernie Taupin and Elton John

Performed by Elton John

And now I know
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City

Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
You stand at the edge while people run you through
And I thank the Lord
There's people out there like you
I thank the Lord there's people out there like you

While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

This Broadway's got
It's got a lot of songs to sing
If I knew the tunes I might join in
I'll go my way alone
Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown, in New York City

Subway's no way for a good man to go down
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
I thank the Lord for the people I have found

While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

And now I know
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City

Subway's no way for a good man to go down
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
I thank the Lord for the people I have found

While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light
They know not if it's dark outside or light

I Will Survive

Written by Dino Fekaris and Frederick Perren

Performed by Gloria Gaynor

At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong
And I grew strong
And I learned how to get along
And so you're back
From outer space
I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed that stupid lock, I should have made you leave your key
If I'd known for just one second you'd be back to bother me

Go on now, go, walk out the door
Just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye?
You think I'd crumble?
You think I'd lay down and die?

Oh no, not I, I will survive
Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive
I've got all my life to live
And I've got all my love to give and I'll survive
I will survive, hey, hey

It took all the strength I had not to fall apart
Kept trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart
And I spent oh-so many nights just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
But now I hold my head up high and you see me
Somebody new
I'm not that chained-up little person still in love with you
And so you felt like dropping in and just expect me to be free
Well, now I'm saving all my lovin' for someone who's loving me

Go on now, go, walk out the door
Just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye?
You think I'd crumble?
You think I'd lay down and die?

Oh no, not I, I will survive
Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive
I've got all my life to live
And I've got all my love to give and I'll survive
I will survive

Oh
Go on now, go, walk out the door
Just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye?
You think I'd crumble?
You think I'd lay down and die?

Oh no, not I, I will survive
Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive
I've got all my life to live
And I've got all my love to give and I'll survive
I will survive
I will survive

Amanda

Written by Tom Scholz

Performed by Boston

Babe, tomorrow's so far away
There's something I just have to say
I don't think I can hide what I'm feelin' inside
Another day
Knowin' I love you
And I, I'm getting too close again
I don't want to see it end
If I tell you tonight
Would you turn out the lights
And walk away knowin' I love you?

I'm gonna take you by surprise
And make you realize
Amanda
I'm gonna tell you right away
I can't wait another day
Amanda
I'm gonna say it like a man
And make you understand
Amanda
I love you

And I feel like today's the day
I'm lookin' for the words to say
Do you want to be free, are you ready for me
To feel this way?
I don't want to lose you
So, it may be too soon, I know
The feeling takes so long to grow
If I tell you today
Will you turn me away
And let me go?
I don't want to lose you

I'm gonna take you by surprise
And make you realize
Amanda
I'm gonna tell you right away
I can't wait another day
Amanda
I'm gonna say it like a man
And make you understand
Amanda (oh girl)

You and I
I know that we can't wait
And I swear, I swear it's not a lie girl
Tomorrow may be too late
You, you and I girl
We can share a life together
It's now or never
And tomorrow may be too late (oh-oh)

And, feelin' the way I do
I don't want to wait my whole life through
To say I'm in love with you

Please Come to Boston

Written by Dave Loggins
Performed by Dave Loggins

Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some friends and they've got lotsa room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a café here I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No, would you come home to me"<

And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now won't cha settle down
Boston ain't your kinda town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

Please come to Denver with the snowfall
We'll move up into the mountains so far that we can't be found
And throw "I love you" echoes down the canyon
And then lie awake at night till they come back around
Please come to Denver
She said "no, Boy, would you come home to me"

And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy why don't cha settle down
Denver ain't your kinda town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
'Cause I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

Now this drifter's world goes 'round and 'round
And I doubt that it's ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I've lost or found
And all that I ain't got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to

Please come to LA to live forever
California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there's some stars that fell from the sky
Livin' up on the hill
Please come to LA
She just said "no, Boy, won't you come home to me"

And she said, "hey ramblin' boy why don't cha settle down
LA can't be your kinda town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
No, no, I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

"I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

Steal Away

Written by Rick Chudacoff and Robbie Dupuis

Performed by Robbie Dupree

C'mon and hold me
Just like you told me
Then show me
What I want to know

Why don't we steal away
Why don't we steal away
Into the night
I know it ain't right

Tease me, why don't you please me
Then show me
What you came here for

Why don't we steal away
Why don't we steal away

Into the night
I know it ain't right
Into the night babe
Make it tonight, oh

I caught you glancing my way
And I know what you're after
(No second chances tonight)

Why don't we steal away
Why don't we steal away
Why don't we steal away
Why don't we steal away

Into the night
I know it ain't right
Into the night
I know it ain't right
Why don't we steal away
I know it ain't right
Into the night, babe
Why don't we steal away
Make it tonight
Why don't we steal away

Where I Come From

Written by Alan Jackson

Performed by Alan Jackson

Well, I was rollin' wheels and shiftin' gears
'Round that Jersey Turnpike
Barney stopped me with his gun
Ten minutes after midnight
Said, "Sir, you broke the limit in this rusty ol' truck
I don't know about that accent, son
Just where did you come from?"

I said where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from, a lot of front porch sitin'
Where I come from, tryna make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven
Where I come from

Well, I was south of Detroit city
I pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue
The sign said finger-lickin'
Well, I paid the tab and the lady asked me
How'd you like my biscuit
"I'll be honest with you, ma'am
It ain't like mama fixed it"

'Cause where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from, a lot of front porch pickin'
Where I come from, tryna make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven
Where I come from

I was chasin' sun on 101
Somewhere around Ventura
And I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
This tall lady stopped and asked
If I had plans for dinner
Said, "No thanks, ma'am, back home
We like the girls that sing soprano"

'Cause where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from, a lot of front porch sitin'
Where I come from, tryna make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven
Where I come from

Well, I was headin' home on 65
Somewhere around Kentucky
And the CB rang the bobtail rig
That's rollin' on like thunder
Well, I answered him and he asked me
"Aren't you from out in Tulsa "
"No, but you might've seen me there
I just dropped a load of salsa"

Where I come from, it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from, a lot of front porch pickin'
Where I come from, tryna make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven
Where I come

Where I come from, yeah, it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from, a lot of back porch pickin'
Where I come from, tryna make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven

Where I come from
Where I come from
Yeah, where I come from
A lot of front porch sitiin'
Starin' up at heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Tryna make a livin'

Oh, where I come from
Where I come from

Lady Writer

Written by Mark Knopfler

Performed by Dire Straits

Lady Writer on the TV
Talk about the Virgin Mary
Reminded me of you
Expectations left to come up to yeah

Lady writer on the TV
Yeah, she had another quality
The way you used to look
And I know you never read a book

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the TV
She had all the brains and the beauty
The picture does not fit
You talked to me when you felt like it

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Yes and your rich old man
You know he'd call her a dead ringer
You got the same command
Plus you mother was a jazz singer

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace, oh yeah
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the TV
She knew all about a history
You couldn't hardly write your name
I think I want you just the same as the

Lady writer on the TV
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the TV

Lady writer on the TV
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the TV

We're Not Gonna Take It

Written by Daniel Dee Snider

Performed by Twisted Sister

We're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore

We've got the right to choose, and
There ain't no way we'll lose it
This is our life, this is our song
We'll fight the powers that be, just
Don't pick on our destiny, 'cause
You don't know us, you don't belong

We're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore

Oh, you're so condescending
Your call is never ending
We don't want nothin', not a thing from you
Your life is trite and jaded
Boring and confiscated
If that's your best, your best won't do

Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
We're right (yeah)
We're free (yeah)
We'll fight (yeah)
You'll see (yeah)

Whoa-whoa, we're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore

We're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore
No way!

Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
We're right (yeah)
We're free (yeah)
We'll fight (yeah)
You'll see (yeah)

We're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore

We're not gonna take it (no!)
No, we ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore (just you try and make us)

We're not gonna take it (come on!)
No, we ain't gonna take it (you're all worthless and weak)
We're not gonna take it anymore (now drop and give me 20)

We're not gonna take it (a pledge pin)
No, we ain't gonna take it (on your uniform)
We're not gonna take it anymore

Life in the Fast Lane

Written by Don Henley, Joe Walsh, Glenn Frey
Performed by The Eagles

He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up and he held for ransom
In the heart of the cold, cold city
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless said he was crude
They had one thing in common
They were good in bed
She said, 'faster, faster.
'the lights are turning red.'

Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane

Are you with me so far?

Eager for action hot for the game
The calling attraction the drop of the name
They knew all the right people
They took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties
They paid heavenly bills
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice she was caught up in the race
Out every evening until it was light
He was too tired to make it she was too tired to fight about it

Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Everything all the time
Life in the fast lane

Glowing and burning blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign
Took a turn for the worse
She said, 'listen baby.you can hear the engine rev.
'we've up and down this highway, haven't seen a goddamn thing.'
He said, 'call the doctor. I think I'm gonna crash.'
'the doctor say he's coming but you gotta pay in cash.'
They were rushing down that freeway,
Messed around and got lost
They didn't care they were just dieing to get off and it was

Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane
Everything all the time
Life in the fast lane

Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane

Feelin' Alright

Written by Dave Mason

Performed by Joe Cocker

Seems I've got to have a change of scene
Every night I have the strangest dream
Imprisoned by the way it could have been
Left here on my own or so it seems
I've got to leave before I start to scream
But someone locked the door and took the key

You're feelin' alright? (Oh, no)
I'm not feelin' too good myself (no, no)
Yes sir, you're feelin' alright? (Oh, no)
I'm not feelin' that good myself, yeah (no, no)

Well boy, you sure took me for one big ride
And even now I sit and I wonder why
That when I think of you I start myself to cry
I just can't waste my time, I must get by
Gotta stop believin' in all your lies
'Cause there's too much to do before I die

Hey, you're feelin' alright? (Oh, no)
I'm not feelin' too good myself (no, no)
Oh no, you're feelin' alright? (Oh, no)
I'm not feelin' too good little girl (no, no)
Yeah

Mmm, don't you get too lost in all I say
Yeah, but at the time you know I really felt that way
But that was then, and now you know it's today
I can't escape, so I guess I'm here to stay
'Til someone comes along and takes my place, yeah
With a different name, whoa, and a different face

You're feelin' alright? (Oh, no)
I'm not feelin' that good myself, yeah (no, no)
Ah, you're feelin' alright? Let them know it (oh, no)
Yeah, I'm not feelin' that good myself (no, no)

Whoa, you're feelin' alright now? (Oh, no)
Yeah, I'm not feelin' that good myself (no, no)
Yeah (feelin' alright?)
Well, I know that (oh, no)
But I'm not feelin' good myself (no, no)
You can tell the world you're feelin' alright (oh, no)
Yeah, I'm not feelin' too good myself I tell you (no, no)
Oh, you feelin' alright now? (Oh, no)
Hey, I'm not feelin' too good this morning (no, no)