Cloudy

Written by Paul Simon and Bruce Woodley

Performed by Simon and Garfunkel

Cloudy
The sky is gray and white and cloudy
Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me
And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles

I'm a ragamuffin child
Pointed finger, painted smile
I left my shadow waitin' down the road for me a while

Cloudy
My thoughts are scattered and they're cloudy
They have no borders, no boundaries

They echo and they swell
From Tolstoy to Tinker Bell
Down from Berkeley to Carmel
Got some pictures in my pocket and a lot of time to kill

Hey, sunshine
I haven't seen you in a long time
Why don't you show your face and bend my mind?

These clouds stick to the sky
Like a floating question, "Why?"
They linger there to die
They don't know where they're going and, my friend, neither do I

Cloudy
Cloudy
Cloudy
Cloudy
Cloudy

And I Love Her

Written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney

Performed The Beatles

I give her all my love
That's all I do
And if you saw my love
You'd love her too
I love her

She gives my everything
And tenderly
The kiss my lover brings
She brings to me
And I love her

A love like ours
Could never die
As long as I
Have you near me

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her, mm

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

Written by Bernie Taupin and Elton John

Performed by Elton John

When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man

You know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing
The blues, ah, ah

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owls
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
Ah, ah

What do you think you'll do then?
I bet they'll shoot down the plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again

Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you
On the ground, ah, ah

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owls
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
Ah, ah

Major Tom (Coming Home)

Written by Peter Schilling and Oliver Groenewald

Performed by Peter Schilling

Standing there alone, the ship is waiting

All systems are go, "Are you sure?
Control is not convinced, but the computer
Has the evidence, no need to abort
The countdown starts

Watching in a trance, the crew is certain
Nothing left to chance, all is working
Trying to relax up in the capsule
"Send me up a drink," jokes Major Tom

Four, three, two, one

Earth below us, drifting, falling
Floating weightless, calling, calling home

Second stage is cut, we′re now in orbit
Stabilizers up, running perfect
Starting to collect requested data
"What will it affect when all is done?"
Thinks Major Tom

Back at Ground Control, there is a problem
"Go to rockets full," not responding
"Hello, Major Tom, are you receiving?
Turn the thrusters on, we're standing by
There′s no reply

Four, three, two, one

Earth below us, drifting, falling
Floating weightless, calling, calling home

Across the stratosphere, a final message
"Give my wife my love," then nothing more
Far beneath the ship the world is mourning
They don't realize he's alive
No one understands, but Major Tom sees
"Now the light commands, this is my home
I'm coming home"

Earth below us, drifting, falling
Floating weightless, coming home
Earth below us, drifting, falling
Floating weightless, coming home
Earth below us, drifting, falling
Floating weightless, coming, coming home

Home
Home
Home
Home
Home
Home
Home
Home

A Different Corner

Written by George Michael

Performed by George Michael

I'd say love was a magical flame
I'd say love would keep us from pain
Had I been there, had I been there

I would promise you all of my life
But to lose you would cut like a knife
So I don't dare, no I don't dare

'Cause I've never come close in all of these years
You are the only one to stop my tears
And I'm so scared, I'm so scared

Take me back in time maybe I can forget
Turn a different corner and we never would have met
Would you care

I don't understand it, for you it's a breeze
Little by little you've brought me to my knees

Don't you care
No I've never come close in all of these years
You are the only one to stop my tears
I'm so scared of this love

And if all that there is, is this fear of being used
I should go back to being lonely and confused
If I could, I would, I swear

Live and Learn

Written by Ciaran Marion Brennan

Performed by Clint Black

I've tried livin' it risky, relied on women and whiskey
To chase my blues, turn my nights to days
First rage only a pastime, with age more than a lifetime
Day in, day out the world just turns away

But everybody knows you live and you learn
But the lessons just go on and on
I guess we're gonna have to wait for all the pages to turn
To find out if it's right or if it's wrong, you live and learn

I've stopped lookin' for questions, I've got only suggestions
Black and white can only turn to grey
In time we're all gonna find out our times all gonna wind out
And just count down until that judgement day

But everybody knows you live and you learn
But the lessons just go on and on and on
I guess we're gonna have to wait for all the pages to turn
To find out if it's right or if it's wrong, you live and learn, you live and learn

Sowing the Seeds of Love

Written by Roland Orzabal and Curt Smith

Performed by Tears for Fears

High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the love train rides from coast to coast
D.j.s the man we love the most
Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
And smash any hope of democracy?
As the headline says you're free to choose
There's egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they're gonna call it the blues

And anything is possible when you're sowing the seeds of love
Anything is possible - sowing the seeds of love

I spy tears in their eyes
They look to the skies for some kind of divine intervention
Food goes to waste!
So nice to eat, so nice to taste
Politician grannie with your high ideals
Have you no idea how the majority feels?
So without love and a promise land
We're fools to the rules of a government plan
Kick out the style! bring back the jam!

Anything...
Sowing the seeds
The birds and the bees
My girlfriend and me in love

Feel the pain
Talk about it
If you're a worried man - then shout about it
Open hearts - feel about it
Open minds - think about it
Everyone - read about it
Everyone - scream about it !
Everyone
Everyone - read about it, read about it
Read in the books in the crannies and the nooks there are books to read
Chorus!

(Mr. England sowing the seeds of love)

Time to eat all your words
Swallow your pride
Open your eyes

High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the love train rides from coast to coast
Every minute of every hour - I love a sunflower
And I believe in love power, love power, love power !!!

Sowing the seeds
An end to need
And the politics of greed

With love 

Praying for Time

Written by George Michael

Performed by George Michael

Oh-oh, yeah
Mmm
To-do-do, oh-oh

These are the days of the open hand
They will not be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers 

This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses

The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much but we'll take our chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping score
I guess somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
Turned His back and all God's children
Crept out the back door

And it's hard to love
There's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above
Say it's much, too much, too late
Well, maybe we should all be praying for time

To-do-do, oh-oh
Mmm, whoa-whoa, yeah

These are the days of the empty hand
Oh, you hold on to what you can
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year
This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over here

So you scream from behind your door
Say what's mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much but I'll take my chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping score
And you cling to the things they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they told you
That he can't come back 'cause he has no children
To come back for?

It's hard to love
There's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above
Say it's much too late
So maybe we should all be praying for time

To-do-do
Oh-oh, yeah

I Can't Make You Love Me

Written by Allen Shamblin & Michael Reid

Performed by George Michael

Turn down the lights, turn down the bed
Turn down these voices inside my head
Lay down with me, tell me no lies
Just hold me close, don't patronize - don't patronize me

Cause I can't make you love me if you don't
You can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these final hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no you won't
'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't

I'll close my eyes, then I won't see
The love you don't feel when you're holding me
Morning will come and I'll do what's right
Just give me till then to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight

Cause I can't make you love me if you don't
You can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these lonely hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no you won't
'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't

New York, New York

Written by Fredd Ebb and John Kander

Performed by Frank Sinatra

Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York

These vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York

I wanna wake up in a city
That doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap

These little town blues
Are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York

If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York

New York, New York

I want to wake up in a city
That never sleeps
And find I'm a number one
Top of the list
King of the hill
A number one

These little town blues
Are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it
In old New York

And if I can make it there
I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York, New York