• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Coming To You - Anne Mccue
• Roll - Anne Mccue
• I Want You Back - Anne Mccue
• Gandhi - Anne Mccue
• From Bakersfield To Saigon - Anne Mccue
• Driving Down Alvarado - Anne Mccue
• Stupid - Anne Mccue
• Shivers - Anne Mccue
• Girl In Stilletos - Annah Mac
• Celia - Annah Mac
• Kahi Karta - Anamika
• Kahi Karta Hoga - Anamika

Dear I write from these walls
Your majesty calls
Sun's beatin down on wherever you are
And you're my chastity
I want you to see
My love is strong as eternity
It's night time
Well I feel it most
It's the silence the absence of light
And love's hard
But I'm stay'n true
Till the day that I come back to you
Sweet. It's my memory
Of you and of me
Naked and clean just like Adam and Eve
They'd love in the rain
So unashamed
You course through my body wherever you are
It's night time
Well I'll feel it most
It's the silence the absence of light
And love's hard
But I'll see it through
Till the day that I come back to you
Well, guess I better go
But I want you to know
You're all that I have at the end of the day
And in my chastity
I want you to see
My love is strong as eternity
It's night time
Well I feel it most
It's the silence the absence of light
And love's hard
But I'm stay'n true
Till the day that I come back to you
I feels so right
On a warm still night
Fell like I'm commin commin to you
I feel so right
On a warm still night
Feels like I'm commin commin to you
Commin commin to you
Commin commin to you

I was born
so here I am
not to bad for the unintended
the one too many in a crowded room
the chosen one couldn't leave too soon
I feel alright who was kicked out of school
I feel alright who was told she wasn't cool
I feel alright for someone who was pushed around
I feel alright for someone who was forced to leave town
I gotta ride
I gotta roll
I gotta find somebody
I gotta roll
I look for love along the road
Travelling around from town to town
I fall like Mary into your arms
And rise like Lazarus from your death
I feel alright who was kicked out of school
I feel alright who was told she was a fool
I feel alright for someone who was pushed around
I feel alright for someone who was forced to leave town
I gotta ride
I gotta roll
I gotta find somebody
I gotta roll
I gotta ride
I gotta roll
I gotta find somebody
I gotta roll
I gotta ride
I gotta roll
I gotta find somebody
I gotta roll
I gotta ride
I gotta roll
I gotta find somebody
I gotta roll
I gotta ride
I gotta roll
I gotta find somebody

Do not forsake me, oh my
Darlin' do not leave me. Cause I'm
Headed for disaster if you
Get on that train.
I think I'm goin' down slowly. Yes I
Think I'll lose control.
You crucify my love,
You terrorize my soul
And I, I want you back
I, I want you back
Things are strange
I can't hardly think
I can't hide my emotion
I can't hold my drink
I wanna touch your skin
I wanna touch yourself
I wanna love everybody, but I,
I don't love myself
Cause I, I want you back
I, I want you back
I want us to be real
I want us to be strong
I want us to be sung
In a true love song
na-na na-na na
na-na na-na na
na-na na-na na
na-na na-na na
Cause I, I want you back
I, I want you back
I, I want you back
I, I want you back
I, I want you back

I wanted to be like Jesus
but I turned out like Judas
I schemed a lot and I cheated my way through
I lied to me and I lied to you
I wanted to be like Buda
But I turned out like Nixon
Betrayed the trust of the common man
Don't look down there's so much blood on my hands
Gandhi, yeah
Gandhi, yeah
Gandhi, yeah
I wanted to be like Gandhi
but I turned out like Hitler
A little wacked
A little power
I killed them all in my finest hour
Gandhi, yeah
Gandhi, yeah
Gandhi, yeah
Gandhi, yeah
Gandhi, yeah

Stars were bright from the dark side of your mood
Never knew what I would find against your skin
You seemed surprised that the night could ever end
With a question mark behind you in the dark
From Bakersfield to Saigon everyone's singing the same old song
It was not me, it was not me to be so cruel
From Campbelltown to Beirut, everyone's hopping to the same old groove
It was not me, it was not me to be so cruel
You and me, we were always always gettin' high
as the sun came up and made the night the night
You've got the kind of itch, that you can never scratch
and the coat of many colours will fade to grey
From Bakersfield to Saigon everyone's singing the same old song
It was not me, it was not me to be so cruel
From Campbelltown to Beirut, everyone's hopping to the same old groove
It was not me, it was not me to be so cruel
You're a fighter and a secret welfare poet
but the cost of living hard is dying fast
You make your way through the bars of South L.A.
on a one way street of darkness and decay
From Bakersfield to Saigon everyone's singing the same old song
It was not me, it was not me to be so cruel
From Campbelltown to Beirut, everyone's hopping to the same old groove
It was not me, it was not me to be so cruel
It was not me, it was not me to be so cruel

It’s a different city when it rains
It trickles down from the filthy sky
She can see the panic in the drivers’ eyes
‘Let me out of here’
The elevator feels like a secret room
That everybody knows
She turns the key and waits and thinks
‘Get me out of here’
Take me down
Down to the place where the monster’s play
I give in
Everything, everything….all the way
She says ‘Sometimes tequila tastes like gasoline’
And the words catch in her mouth
Then he takes a cube of ice
And begins to slide
Her spine feels like a snake that’s been pacified
She’s melting in his hands as he starts to breathe
And it fills her up like a memory
Take me down…
He says ‘Women always talk about love too soon’
Lights up a smoke and he leaves the room
She’s feeling for her lipstick in her make-up case
And she’s walking down the stairs trying to remember his face
Take me down…
She’s driving down Alvarado again

Lenon said there are no institutions
There's nothing to believe in anymore
The time of the flood is almost here
The end of the World is drawing near
Stupid, on a lonely afternoon
I almost gave up on my life too soon
Wreckless at the lonely close of day
I almost listened to what the prophets, the prophets had to say
And I'm gonna write a Bob Dylan song
I'll sing all day but it wont take long
Well I never worked in a factory
But I suffered your shit and shovelled your debris
Stupid, on a lonely afternoon
I almost gave up on my life too soon
Wreckless at the lonely close of day
I almost listened to what the prophets, the prophets had to say
and I feel a light come shining down on me
and it's full of solar energy
there is no greater power
no man-made god could ever be
no man-made god could ever be
Stupid, on a lonely afternoon
I almost gave up on my life too soon
Wreckless at the lonely close of day
I almost listened to what the prophets, the prophets had to say
Stupid, on a lonely afternoon
I almost gave in to the voice of Doom
Wreckless at the lonely close of day

can't wait to see you
I'm trying to conceal my impatience
You have a way to you
that is true
You speak of things essential
There's no-one to blame
I walk and talk like a
child with no name
Take me back, take me back
to the source of this flame
I got a chill babe
Waiting for a new kind of answer
And it's to a question that I know
Has no kind of answer
There's nothing to say
Nothing to say that the truth will not reveal
You might walk away
You might walk away like a
song that will not play
Will you play?
It's just shivers
They make me cold
It's that feeling
I've been bought and sold
It's just the waiting, it's the heardest part
It moves and shakes me in the dark
I've seen some beauty in my time
But nothing came close to this
You turned a corner in my life
You took me to some places
I stood too close did I get too
close to the things
that make you special
I lay too close Did I lay too close
To the you that you will not reveal
You will not reveal
It's just shivers They make me cold
It's that feeling I've been bought and sold
It's just the waiting, it's the heardest part
It moves and shakes me in the dark
There's nothing to say
Nothing to say that the truth will not reveal
You might walk away
You might walk away like a song
that will not play Will you play?
It's just shivers They make me cold
It's that feeling
I've been bought and sold
It's just the waiting, it's the heardest part

Powerlines, Pohutukawa trees
Make an in-between for everything I own
Got my license on the hird time
Travelling down the gravel that really is a main road
People stare
Sun in my hair
Window down, feel like something off a movie
Girl dreaming of her big break
And all the money she'll make
Saving money up for next year
They're watching me
On the big stage; red, green, and mallow
Young and free
Turn the lights on me
Take three
Oh but all they see
Is a girl in stilettos
When all I want
Is to get up there and sing!
Thank God I don't smoke anymore
Leaves me one less thing to hide
And I don't really miss the 1950s fishermen
Trying to chat me up outside
I see
People's stares
Feel my own tears
Looking down it's like they all just wanna do me
Mr Understanding
Pulls up a chair
Puts a hand on my shoulder
'Let me buy your next beer'
They're watching me
On the big stage; red, green, and mallow
Young and free
Turn the lights on me
Take three
Oh but all they see
Is a girl in stilettos
When all I want
Is to get up there and sing!
Three Februaries
Feels like a century
Things are spinning way out of control
Oh you tell me wait a while
But I'm not gonna smile
I've decided you're an asshole
People stare
Sun in my hair
Window down and I'm watching lots of movies
Still dreaming of the big break
And all the money can wait
I'm saving up for next year
They're watching me
On the big stage; red, green, and mallow
Young and free
Turn the lights on me
Take three
Oh but all they see
Is a girl in stilettos
When all I want
Is to get up there and sing!
La da da da da da

Celia
It started out great
We were staying up late
Hanging out in the park till 2
Then you met your boyfriend
Left all of your girlfriends
Everybody's talking 'bout you...
Hey Celia
Hey Celia
Hey Celia
Hey Celia
Since the whole big showdown
I've been on the low-down
We used to have our time too
Oh but you're hanging out with his friends
Baggin' all your girlfriends
Crying when he doesn't call you...
I've been putting in good words for ya
But everybody's talking 'bout ya
Girl I don't know what we're gonna do
They've written on all the bus stop windows
Caught you on video
They've got some new names for you...
Hey Celia
Hey Celia
Hey Celia
Hey Celia
This used to be our town
Now it's just a ghost town
With no one and nothing to do
Your messing with your girlfriends
Chasing all their boyfriends
Hey Girl what's happened to you?
Hey Celia
Hey Celia
Hey Celia
Hey Celia
Oh I've been putting in good words for ya
But everybody's out to get ya
Girl I don't know what we're gonna do
They've written on all the bus stop windows
Caught you on video
They've got some new names for you...
Oh I'm calling on the phone (HEY CELIA)
And it says you're not at home
When I know you're up there crying and blue
Oh don't feel you don't belong (HEY CELIA)
Keep your heap up and be strong
Girl I'll always be here waiting for you

Kahi Karta Hoga Woh Mera Intezaar
Iski Tammanna Mein Phirti Hoon Bekaraar
Armaan Hai Koi Pass Aaye In Haathoo Mein Woh Haath Laye
Phir Khawaboo Ki Ghata Chhaye Barase Fuvar
Phir Unhi Din Rato Se Matwali Mulakato Se
Ulfat Bhari Baato Se Hum Ho Ke Nishaar
Kahi Karta Hoga Woh Mera Intezaar

Kahi Karta Hoga Woh Mera Intezaar
Iski Tammanna Mein Phirti Hoon Bekaraar
Armaan Hai Koi Pass Aaye In Haathoo Mein Woh Haath Laye
Phir Khawaboo Ki Ghata Chhaye Barase Fuvar
Phir Unhi Din Rato Se Matwali Mulakato Se
Ulfat Bhari Baato Se Hum Ho Ke Nishaar
Kahi Karta Hoga Woh Mera Intezaar