• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Overture - Barbra Streisand
• Overture - Elvis Costello
• Overture - Rage
• Overture - The Who
• Overture - Michael W. Smith
• Overture - John Mellencamp
• Overture - Def Leppard
• Overture - John Cougar Mellencamp
• Overture - W.A.S.P.
• Overture - Andrew Lloyd Webber
• Overture - K.D. Lang
• Overture - Savatage
• Overture - Iced Earth
• Overture - Cats
• Overture - Madness
• Overture - John Cale
• Overture - Edguy
• Overture - Countess
• Overture - Trans-Siberian Orchestra
• Overture - Tiffany
• Overture - Saviour Machine
• Overture - John Miles
• Overture - Patrick Wolf
• Overture - Derdian
• Overture - Seussical Soundtrack
• Overture - Quick And The Dead
• Overture - Sleeping At Last
• Overture - Starlight Express Soundtrack
• Overture - Blood Brothers soundtrack lyrics soundtrack
• Overture - Big River Soundtrack
• Overture - Bye Bye Birdie: The New Soundtrack Recording sound
• Overture - On a Clear Day You Can See Forever Soundtrack
• Overture - Wardance
• Overture - Avrigus
• Overture - Ben Franklin in Paris Soundtrack
• Overture - Tanner Helms
• Overture - Blood Brothers
• Overture - Absidia

[Orchestra]

[Instrumental]

[Instrumental]

Captain Walker
Didn't come home
His unborn child,
Will never know him
Believe him missing
With a number of men
Don't expect
To see him again.

Music: Michael W. Smith
Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo

[Instrumental]

And with this message that I bring to you
A beacon of light to see you through
For the time is on our side
And a holy man does say to me
To always to be blind and never to see
It's not the way he planned it, oh no
The time has come to gather up your thoughts
For you have said your piece
The lords of light will change this land
From famine into feast
The buildings that once stood so tall
Have crumbled to the ground
The silver warriors who came in force
Are nowhere to be found
Time is the essence the priests do say
To restore your faith in man
For the job you do and the role you play
Will help rebuild this land
Through empty streets and dusty fields
We'll fight for what we need
Protected by our swords and shields
We can replant the seed
The roads ahead are long and winding
On which the bandits thrive
But we have the power of finding
Illusion to keep us alive
So through the valleys and over the hills
We'll march and sing in rhyme
We'll fight until we lose our will
For essence is our time
The sun, the moon, the darkened sky
The morning dew reflecting in my eye
The rising mist, the dampened earth
Are just reminders of what life's worth
And with this message that I bring to you
A beacon of light to see you through
For time is on our side

This song is an instrumental, there are no lyrics

(Instrumental)

This trophy from our saviors
From our saviors
From the enslaving force of Rome
The trumpets of Carthage resound
Hear Romans, now and tremble
Hark to our steps on the ground
Hear the drums

[Instrumental]

There are no lyrics for this song, because it's totally instrumental :-)

Instrumental

Midnight. Not a sound from the pavement.
Suddenly an explosion of lights and music fills the theatre,
revealing a larger-than-life junkyard. Probing car lights
tear across the darkened landscape of bottles and boxes,
briefly catching the darting image of a running feline.
One by one, the curious cats emerge. Tonight is the one special
night each year when the tribe of Jellicle Cats reunites to
celebrate who they are. The cats emerge singing of their unique

This is the story of the Liberty Of Norton Folgate
Old Jack Norris, the musical shrimp and the cadging ramble...
A little bit of this, would you like a bit of that
But in weather like this, you should wear a coat, a nice warm hat
A needle and thread the hand stitches of time
Battling Levinsky versus Jackie Burk
Bobbing and weaving, an invisible line
So step for step and both light on our feet
We'll travel many along dim silent street
Would you like a bit of this, or a little bit of that? (Misses)
A little bit of what you like does you no harm, you know that
The perpetual steady echo of the passing beat
A continual dark river of people
In it's transience and in it's permanence
But, when the streetlamp fills the gutter with gold
So many priceless items bought and sold
So step for step and both light on our feet
We'll travel many along dim silent street (together)
Once round Arnold Circus, and up through Petticoat Lane
Past the well of shadows, and once back round again
Arm in arm, with an abstracted air
To where the people stare
Out of the upstairs windows
Because we are living like kings
And these days will last forever
Cos sailors from Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay
Jump ship ragged and penniless into Shadwells Tiger Bay
The Welsh and Irish wagtails, mothers of midnight
The music hall carousel enspilling out into bonfire light
Sending half crazed shadows, giants dancing up the brick wall
Of Mr Trumans beer factory, waving, bottles ten feet tall
Whether one calls it Spitalfields, Whitechapel, Tower Hamlets
Or Banglatown. We're all dancing in the moonlight, we're all
On borrowed ground.
Oh, I'm just walking down to, I'm just floating down through
Won't you come with me, to the Liberty of Norton Folgate
But wait!
What's that?
Dan Leno
And the Limehouse golem
Purposefully walking nowhere, oh I'm happy just floating about
(Have a banana)
On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all call and shout
To no-one in particular
Avoiding people you know, you're just basking in you're own company
The technicolour world's going by, but you're the lead in your own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Walking wild and free, in your second hand coat,
Happy just to float
In this little taste of liberty
A part of everything you see
They're coming left and right
Trying to flog you stuff you don't need or want
And a smiling chap takes your hand
And drags you in his Uncles restaurant
(ee-yar, ee-yar, ee-yar)
There's a Chinese man trying hard to flog you moody DVDs
You know? You've seen the film, it's black and white, it's got no sound
And a man's head pops up and down
Right across your widescreen TV
(Only a fiver)
('Ow much?)
(Alright, two for eight quid)
(Ee-yar, ee-yar, look, I'm givin' it away)
(Givin' it away!)
Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Walking wild and free, in your second hand coat,
Happy just to float
In this little piece of liberty
You're a part of everything you see
There's the sturdy old fellows, pickpockets, dandy's, extortioners
And night wanderers, the feeble, the ghastly, upon whom death
Had placed a very sure hand,
Some in shreds and patches,
Reeling inarticulate full of noisy and inordinate vivacity
That jars discordantly upon the ear
And gives an aching sensation to both pair of eyeballs
(Noisy and inordinate vivacity)
Ohhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc
In the beginning was a fear of the immigrant
In the beginning was a fear of the immigrant
He's made his way down to the dark riverside
In the beginning was a fear of the immigrant
In the beginning was a fear of the immigrant
He's made his home there down by the dark riverside
Ohhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh etc etc
He made his home there down by the riverside
They made their homes there down by the riverside
The city sprang up from the dark river Thames
They made their home there down by the riverside
They made their homes there down by the riverside
The city sprang up from the dark mud of the Thames
I'll say it again
(Ha ha ha, that's right)
'Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Walking wild and free
And in your second hand coat
Happy just to float
In this little taste of liberty
Cos you're a part of everything you see
Yes, you're a part of everything you see
With a little bit of this
And a little bit of that
A little bit of what you like does you no harm
And you know that

Overture - a) A Tourist - b) A Contact - c) A Prisoner
Excuse me, excuse me! Can you show me the way out of here?
Of course. This way. Just pass The Headless Horsemen, the Caf Shabu.
And how far is that?
Not far. You're the tourist here, you should take it easy. If you can trust a stranger, follow me.
I don't mind if I do. I'm a stranger here with a sense of regret that I'd like to forget that I drank from a paranoid glass. I come from a paranoid base. Sure, I spent time in prison. A prison of my own devices, haven't we all? I'm a foreigner here and I'm feeling just a little worn. I'm looking for points of importance and historical interest, trapped by the same rate of exchange of that I'm running away from. And as we all know, we hate to change. But Change is a virtue, my friend. If you want to escape, all you have to do is make up your mind.
But you're not a prisoner here, and I'm made to work with my hands, part of my sentence for taking the licence to think of impossible plans. Working my fingers to the bone, keeping my hands on the rungs of that ladder, that leads us out of the gutter to the light.
It's all been a big mistake. I've done nothing wrong. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent ...

[music & lyrics: Tobias Sammet]
Nowhere yo run
Nowhere to go
Welcome to life damnation
Welcome to fun
Welcome to hope
Here is your invitation
Welcome to the gate
To the unknown fate
Waiting for a better day
Jesters dance around
Slowly growing old
Having party while they stay
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to go
Welcome to life damnation
Welcome to fun
Welcome to hope
Here is your invitation

[Instrumental]

SINCE THE TIME WHEN RA AND ISIS
RAISED THE SPHINX OUT OF THE SAND
AND APOLLO DREAMED ATHENA
AND MEN BEGAN TO UNDERSTAND
THAT WHEN DARKNESS FOLDS ON DARKNESS
IN THE RESTLESS TIDES OF NIGHT
AND LIGHTNING RAISES SHADOWS
AND FOR MOMENTS GIVES THEM LIFE
IT'S BEEN SAID BY THOSE WHO PONDER
THAT IT SURELY IS A SIGN
THAT A LIFE TOUCHED BY THE STARS
IS NOW RUNNING OUT OF TIME
AND THAT SOMEWHERE IN THAT DARKNESS
IN THE HEART OF THAT GREAT STORM
THE WORLD RETURNS A SOUL
THAT THE GODS CAUSED TO BE BORN
AND THIS WAS SUCH A STORM
THE KIND ONE RARELY SEES IN LIFE
FOR IN A ROOM NOW FILLED WITH SHADOWS
THE GREAT BEETHOVEN WAS SPENDING

Instrumental

[Instrumental]

Sad and lonely is a place I've been
Lost forever in a young boy's dream,
Taking chances that won't come again.
Thinking back, was I so happy then?
Who's behind me now I've come so far
Living up to what they say you are.
Crowds of people queue to see my show,
Scared to face it - but how could they know?
Take a look at the young man
Laughing out loud at the fool.
Pay the price tomorrow,
Breaking every rule.
Take a look at the old man
Going back in time with a sigh.
All he's got is yesterday,
He's living just to die.
Take a look at the wise man
Keepin' both his feet on the ground.
Needs no one to change him,
Turn his head around.
Take a look at the weak man,
Could he ever stand on his own?
Waiting for the day to come
When he'll be all alone.
Take a look at the blind man
Wishing every day he could see.
He lives his life in darkness.
Be grateful, you and me.
Take a look at yourself now,
Standing with your back to the wall.
Pride will get you nowhere fast,
We're waiting for the fall.
Once a whisper that was never heard
People listening to every word.
Life is changing in so many ways,
Out of darkness into better days.
Now the empty seats as people rise,
Lights are fading and the memory dies.
Lost in silence as I stop and stare,
Leaving ghostly echoes everywhere.

its so wonderful what a can smile can hide if the teeth shine right, and it's nice and wide
its so magical what you can keep inside
and if you bury it deep no-one can a find a thing, no
well, come on now open wide,
open up now
don't you think it's time to look
back at that boy on his way to school
such a heavy heart, such a heavy jewel,
i mean something that one day he'll sell
now that no-one shows, no-one tells a thing, no
come on now, open wide, open up now
don't you think it's time
now, after all of these years
you are at last opening
was it worth all that war just to win
so caught up in the speed of the days in your sin
don't forget how the story begins, no,
don't forget now
now, i'm seeing old lovers and enemies
returning their keys so full of need
all trying to see that jewel you keep
what makes it shine, what makes it mine
i don't care, no
just come on now, open wide, open up now
there's so much love for what you'll find
oh what will you find
now after all these years you are at last opening
was it worth all that war just to win
well, if it wasn't , can you take me back to where it begins
come on take me back, to where it begins
come on take me back, to where it begins
come on open wide and let some light in, in, in, in, in

People of Naxar
Though I'm here to regenerate your lands
I am your master
And I'll need all the power of my friends!
Living and Fighting Together
Living and Fighting Forever
Living and Fighting Wherever
I am one with all your souls
Under the rage of my fire
I will transform your desires
And I'll increase all my powers
With the aid of my own God
I'm the evil
I can feel you
I'm the demon of the night
You can fight me
And despise me
But your destiny is signed
Re-establishing this poise
We can rule the world!
Now I want to hear your voice
Follow me and my sword
Living and Fighting Together
Living and Fighting Forever
Living and Fighting Wherever
I am one with all your souls
Under the rage of my fire
I will transform your desires
And I'll increase all my powers
With the aid of my own God
Re-establishing this poise
We can rule the world!
Now I want to hear your voice
Follow me and my sword
We will return after solving this annoyance

A strange red-and-white-striped hat sits on a very empty stage.
A BOY (who will later play JOJO) enters and notices it.
BOY
Now that is a very unusual hat.
I wonder what's under a hat such as that.
It could be a creature they call the Ga-Zat
Who balances things on his head, cause it's flat.
Or a stripe-loving Pipester from Upper Mount Bat.
Or a sort of a kind of a hat-wearing...
Cat!
(THE BOY picks up the hat, and THE CAT IN THE HAT suddenly appears)

I thought we'd been through the fire
I thought we'd been through the fire
I thought we'd been through the fire
Without our friends we stand alone
They aim to destroy everything that we
Hold so dear
I thought we'd been through the fire
I thought we'd been through the fire
But we'd still stick together
But never thought that you would leave
No I can see your flame
It burns with bad intentions...

It starts with our eyes well acquainted with the dark.
then the mind was made to illuminate the heart.
and when every constellation suddenly appeared,
through telescopes and calculations,
the far was pulled so near.
But even after everything we've seen
we've barely caught a glimpse of what it means.
in the architecture of the soul
the universe began with our eyes closed.
We claim our lands,
we tame our seas,
we carve our names
on the surface of history,
'til our hands get tied
by the stubborn will of gravity.
But even after everything we've seen
we've barely caught a glimpse of what it means.
in the architecture of the soul
the universe began with our eyes closed.
In the rise and fall
of a newborn's chest,
like the ocean swells,
we inhale, exhale and reset.
every living thing
is in this constant state of unrest.
But even after all our history
we've barely caught a glimpse of what it means.
in the architecture of the soul
the universe began.
even after everything we've seen
we've barely caught a glimpse of what it means.
in the architecture of the soul

CONTROL
This is control. This is control. Tonight is the most important night in the
history of the world. Take your seats for the World Championship Railroad
Race. Trains to your tracks. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four,
three, two, one. Trains gone! Four trains going for two final places.
Greaseball and Expresso are the early leaders with Nintendo pressing in
third. This is turning into a real grudge match. And here's a surprise: look
at that Rusty go.
MOTHER
Put those trains away.
CONTROL
Oh Mum - just five more minutes.
MOTHER
Put those trains away and get into bed.
CONTROL
But...
MOTHER
No buts.
CONTROL
Starlight Express, Starlight Express
Are you real - yes or no ?
Starlight Express, Starlight Express...

[MRS. JOHNSTONE]
Tell me it's not true
Say it's just a story
[NARRATOR]
So did y' hear the story
Of the Johnstone twins?
As like each other as two new pins
Of one womb born, on the self same day,
How one was kept and one given away?
An' did you never hear how the Johnstones died,
Never knowing that they shared one name,
Till the day they died, when a mother cried
My own dear sons lie slain.
An did y' never hear of the mother so cruel,
There's a stone in place of her heart?
Then bring her on and come judge for yourselves
How she came to play this part.

Music: Roger Miller
Lyrics: Roger Miller
Book: William Hauptman
Premiere: Thursday, April 25, 1985
Do ya wanna go to heaven?
The boys
Waitin' for the light to shine
Guv'ment
Hand for the hog
I, Huckleberry, me
Muddy water
The crossing
River in the rain
When the sun goes down in the south
Entracte
The royal nonesuch
Worlds apart
Arkansas
How blest we are
You oughta be here with me
Leavin's not the only way to go
Waitin' for the light to shine (Reprise)
Free at last
Muddy water (Reprise)

Girls:
We love you Conrad
Oh yes we do
We love you Conrad
And will be true
When you're not near us
We're blue
Oh, Conrad, we love you
We love you Conrad!
We love you Conrad!
[ORCHESTRA]

Music: Burton Lane
Lyrics: Alan Jay Lerner
Book: Alan Jay Lerner
Premiere: Sunday, October 17, 1965
CHORUS
On a clear day
Rise and look around you
And you'll see who you are
On a clear day
How it will astound you
That the glow of your being
Outshines every star
You'll feel part of every mountain, sea and shore
You can hear
From far and near
A word you've never, never heard before...
And on a clear day...On a clear day...
You can see forever...
And ever...
And ever...
And ever more...

[Instrumental]

I burn, I fly,
I drown in a blood red sky,
Never mourned,
Never Known,

Music: Mark Sandrich, Jr.
Lyrics: Sidney Michaels
Book: Sidney Michaels
Premiere: Tuesday, October 27, 1964
We Sail The Seas
I Invented Myself
Too Charming
Whatever Became Of Old Temple
Half The Battle
Balloon Is Ascending, A
To Be Alone With You
You're In Paris
How Laughable It Is
Hic Haec Hoc
God Bless The Human Elbow
When I Dance With The Person I Love
Diane Is
Look For Small Pleasures
I Love The Ladies
Finale

Hello ladies and gentlemen
Tanner Helms here
I'll be your tour guide for the next 20 minutes
Cause that's all you need is 20 minutes
Right?
This CD is about ballet
So let's do it cliché.
See I got a loaded bodyguard
Cause I just came from the hospital
And what you don't know about me is that
I'm original
Well... I'll shut up now
BALLET!
I hope you enjoy the next few songs
Compiled by yours truly
I am truly a dealer
Of healers that can make ballet dancers
Do prancers and all kinds of ish
Alright let's hit em off now
Come on come on
Hook Please...
Whoah whoah whoah...

Music: Willy Russell
Lyrics: Willy Russell
Book: Willy Russell
Premiere: Monday, April 11, 1983
MRS JOHNSTONE
TELL ME IT'S NOT TRUE
SAY IT'S JUST A STORY
NARRATOR
SO DID Y' HEAR THE STORY
OF THE JOHNSTONE TWINS?
AS LIKE EACH OTHER AS TWO NEW PINS
OF ONE WOMB BORN, ON THE SELF SAME DAY,
HOW ONE WAS KEPT AND ONE GIVEN AWAY?
AN' DID YOU NEVER HEAR HOW THE JOHNSTONES DIED,
NEVER KNOWING THAT THEY SHARED ONE NAME,
TILL THE DAY THEY DIED, WHEN A MOTHER CRIED
MY OWN DEAR SONS LIE SLAIN.
AN DID Y' NEVER HEAR OF THE MOTHER SO CRUEL,
THERE'S A STONE IN PLACE OF HER HEART?
THEN BRING HER ON AND COME JUDGE FOR YOURSELVES

In the long way of centuries,
In the way of immortal gods
Legends & stories are appearing,