Paul David Hewson (born 10 May 1960), most commonly known by his stage name Bono (/ˈbɒnoʊ/ BON-oh), is an Irish singer, musician, and humanitarian best known for being the main vocalist of the Dublin-based rock band U2. Bono was born and raised in Dublin, Ireland, and attended Mount Temple Comprehensive School where he met his future wife, Alison Stewart, and the future members of U2. Bono writes almost all U2 lyrics, often using political, social, and religious themes. During their early years, Bono's lyrics contributed to U2's rebellious and spiritual tone. As the band matured, his lyrics became inspired more by personal experiences shared with members of U2.
Outside the band, he has collaborated and recorded with numerous artists, is managing director and a managing partner of Elevation Partners, and has refurbished and owns The Clarence Hotel in Dublin with The Edge. Bono is also widely known for his activism concerning Africa, for which he co-founded DATA, EDUN, the ONE Campaign and Product Red. He has organised and played in several benefit concerts and has met with influential politicians. Bono has been praised and criticised for his activism and involvement with U2. He has been nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize, was granted an honorary knighthood by Queen Elizabeth II of the United Kingdom, and was named as a Person of the Year by Time, among other awards and nominations.
Sex, Drugs, and Rock 'n Roll Rivalry
Karl: A word to the wise from an old man before you go. Remember only this: the measure of a man is what's left when fame falls away... oh, and another thing: get as much sex as you can!
Ivan McCormick: You made the worst decision of my life!
Ivan McCormick: So, fill me in, brother, how much are we into Danny Machin for?::Neil McCormick: All in all? Thirteen grand. Give or take.::Ivan McCormick: Thirteen grand? What is that? Five grand a kneecap and three for our heads?::Neil McCormick: ...That doesn't add up, Ivan.
Neil McCormick: Hello? Hi, where is Hammond?::Rick: Are you the new runners?::Neil McCormick: No, no no, of course we are not the new runners. We're the McCormicks! We're Hammond's new act, we're just here to sign the old contracts.::Rick: Hammond is history. Axed. Kept spunking cash into Kajagoogoo. I'm the new Hammond.::Neil McCormick: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. What was the last thing he said before he left?::Rick: Let me think uh... "I'm gonna sue you bastards right through the arsehole". Then he sort of... broke down. It was all very uncool.::Ivan McCormick: Yeah but he did tell you about our deal?::Neil McCormick: And the fifty grand advance?::Rick: Oh yeah... it's ringing bells. Ding-a-ling-ling! But I would say a hundred's more realistic.::Ivan McCormick: [surprised] A hundred grand?::Rick: Yeah! I'll tell you what: You boys will look fucking fantastic on camera! We'll do you a video to rival Duran Duran.::Neil McCormick: Ok, yeah!::Rick: And we'll shoot it ON THE MOON!::Ivan McCormick: What? Really?::Rick: NO! Not really! In fact, I'll tell you why you boys will never be signed to this label. You look like a pair of mental fortune tellers from a gypsy fair. And Hammond liked you, therefore, I hate you! I wouldn't sign you to this label if you paid me a hundred grand and let me John Paul Pope your mother.
Steve Loved Music Way Too Much.
Plot
'Guido', an Italian immigrant, works for a Valet company called 'Disco Valet'. He starts work at 9am and accidentally wakes up at 8:48am. Guido will lose his job if he doesn't make it right at 9 and the next 10 minutes will be his biggest challenge yet, along with his language barrier...
Keywords: character-name-in-title, italian-immigrant
Running late has a new look!
An Italian immigrant, a Disco Valet and 10 minutes to get to work!
Valet Parking has a new twist!
Meet Guido... He's Italian, he loves disco and he's running late!
Guido Superstar is in for a few surprises in the next 10 minutes...
He's got heart
Won't you come back tomorrow? Won't you come back tomorrow? Won't you come back tomorrow? Can I sleep tonight?
Outside Somebody's outside Somebody's knocking at the door There's a black car parked At the side of the road Don't go to the door Don't go to the door
I'm going out I'm going outside mother I'm going out there
Won't you be back tomorrow? Won't you be back tomorrow? Will you be back tomorrow?
Who broke the window? Who broke down the door? Who tore the curtain? And who was he for? Who healed the wounds? Who heals the scars?
Open the door Open the door
Won't you come back tomorrow? Won't you be back tomorrow? Will you be back tomorrow? Can I sleep tonight?
Cause I want you...I...I want you...I really...I...I want...I...I... I want you to be back tomorrow! I want you to be back tomorrow! Will you be back tomorrow?
La...la...la...la...la...la...
Won't you be back tomorrow? Won't you be back tomorrow? Will you be back tomorrow? Open up, open up To the lamb of God To the love of he who made The blind to see you He's coming back He's coming back I believe it Jesus come back
I'm gonna be there I'm gonna be there mother I'm gonna be there mother I'm going out there Oooh...oooh
Hard to tell Or recognise a sign To see me through A warning sign
First the thunder Satisfied, if the past it will not lie Then the storm Torn assunder The future you and I get blown away In the storm In a lifetime
And as the rain it falls Begin again, as the storm breaks through Heavy in my heart Believe the light in you So the light shines in you Without color, faded and worn Torn asunder in the storm
Unless the sound has faded from your soul Unless it disappears
First the thunder Selfish storm Then the storm Hold on the inside Torn asunder One life In the storm In a lifetime
In a lifetime...
Baby baby
Kid Capri: I am the Kid Capri and I'm up here with Stevie Wonder I got Bono checkin' in I got Ray Charles coolin' out I got Q's Big Band jumpin' off
Funkmaster Flex: Do what you gotta do
Hey everybody Let's have some fun You only live but once And when you're dead you're done
So let the good time roll Yeah let the good time roll I don't care if you're young or old Only get together and let the good time roll
[Bono] Don't sit there mumbling Talking trash You wanna have a ball You gotta lose some cash
Let the good times roll / Let the good times roll Let the good times roll / Good times, haha yeah If you're young or old / No no Ooh sugar let the good times roll / Help me babe
Hey all, tell everybody, Ray Charles in town Got it down in the quarter don't just ran the clown [??] Don't let nobody play me cheap I got fifty-six more years and I am gonna keep
I'm gonna let the good times roll / Let it roll (Yeah) Whoa we gotta get it on tonight / You look good, good something lord (Ha ha ha) And I don't care if you're young or old / Ooh Get yourself together and let the good times roll Let the good times roll
Oh no matter honey
Ready woman?
You wanna have a ball?
You gotta get yourself together
Gotta lose the self control / That self control And come on let the good times roll Let the good times roll
Ha ha ha ha... I know I'm a spend all my money down at Q's Jook Joint
Can I get in here?
Man if you don't me down in this place i'll turn it out I'll turn it out
Always forever Always forever now Always forever Always forever now
Always forever now Always forever now Always forever now Always forever
Voices
Always Always Always, forever, now
Always Always Always, forever, now
Always, forever, now Always, always Always, forever, now Always, forever, now
Always, always Always, forever, now Always, forever, now Always, always
It's time to go again To your blue room Got some questions to ask of you In your blue room The air is clean Your skin is clear I've had enough of hangin' round here It's a different kind of conversation Your blue room
Saw me calling love, somewhere deep inside Saw me calling you, somewhere I can hide
And time is a string of pearls Your blue room See the future just hanging there Your blue room And you crave A new perspective Looking down on my objectives New instructions Whatever their directions Your blue room
Saw me calling love (Bongolese) Saw me calling (Bongolese)
It's alright Your blue room One day I'll be back Your blue room Yeah, I hope I remember where it's at Your blue room
See me slide Won't you take me back there So much fun to me
[Adam] Zooming in Zooming out Nothing I can do about A lens to see it all up close Magnifying what everybody knows Never in conflict Never alone No car alarm No cellular phone
Don't want to lose my shirt Don't want to dig the dirt Don't want you to get hurt Can't help it, i'm a flirt
Don't want to take your drugs Don't want to be your slug Don't want to overdress Don't want to make a mess Don't want you to confess Not under duress
Don't want to be untrue I want to be with you
Don't want to lose my nerve Don't want to clothe the curve Don't want to make you swerve Don't want what i deserve Don't want to change the frame Don't want to be a pain Don't want to stay the same
Well Jesus was a man Who traveled through the land A hard working man and brave Well he said to the rich 'Give your money to the poor' For they layed Jesus Christ in his grave Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah For they layed Jesus Christ is his grave
Well he went to the preacher He went to the law And told them all the same He said sell all your jewelery and give it to the poor For they layed Jesus Christ in his grave Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah For they layed Jesus Christ in his grave
When Jesus came to town all the working folks around Believed what he did say Well the bankers and the preachers They nailed him on a cross For they layed Jesus Christ in his grave
And [hard] working people They followed him around They sung and shouted gay Well the cops and the soldiers They nailed him in the head And they layed Jesus Christ in his grave Oh, hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah For they layed Jesus Christ in his grave
Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah For they layed Jesus Christ in his grave
Well this song was written in New York City A rich man, preacher and slave Well if Jesus was to preach while he preached in Galilee They would lay Jesus Christ in his grave One, two, three, four!
Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah For they layed Jesus Christ in his grave Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah Hale, halelujah For they layed Jesus Christ in his grave
It's a beautiful day Everything is goin' my way Even the words are doing what I say Oh babe, got to get away. To be impossible Isn't that difficult In the city you're invisible When you come from a small town.
Everything is alright Everything is alright I'm not your baby, please.
Tourist in a traffic jam Babycham and handicam. I'm not your mother, you're not my man. I'm not your baby. Don't treat me like I'm a trick I won't treat you like you're a prick. Don't need no doctor, I'm not ill. I'm not your baby. Everything is alright, etc.
Cut out the poetry Let's hit the main artery No time for a tourniquet Let the colours all run out of me. You've brought me all kinds of goods Now my heart is so full up it hurts. It's heavy as a shopping bag Full of things I should give back.
Everything is alright Everything is alright I'm not your baby, please.
Not dizzy, just busy Didn't drink nothing fizzy No pills to feel easy Don't know what got into me Daylight a kinda robbery The night is your geography You're not white You're pink and rosy You could be right But you're way above me.
I'm in recovery A star of pornography. I'm a tourist There's a lot to see You don't like the photographs of me So, you've got a lot to say You don't sleep around, but sometimes you stray You don't believe But oftentimes you pray for something What is it babe?
Don't treat me like I'm a trick I won't treat you like you're a prick. Don't need no doctor, I'm not sick. I'm not your baby. Everything is alright Everything is alright I'm not your baby.
Is it getting better, or do you feel the same? Will it make it easier on you, now you got someone to blame? You say one love, one life, when it's one need in the night. One love, we get to share it Leaves you baby if you don't care for it.
Did I disappoint you or leave a bad taste in your mouth? You act like you never had love and you want me to go without. Well, it's too late tonight to drag the past out into the light. We're one, but we're not the same. We get to carry each other, carry each other... one
Have you come here for forgiveness, Have you come to raise the dead Have you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your head Did I ask too much, more than a lot You gave me nothing, now it's all I got. We're one, but we're not the same. Well, we hurt each other, then we do it again.
You say love is a temple, love a higher law Love is a temple, love the higher law. You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawl And I can't be holding on to what you got, when all you got is hurt.
One love, one blood, one life, you got to do what you should. One life with each other: sisters, brothers. One life, but we're not the same. We get to carry each other, carry each other. One, one.
In a field by a river My love and I did lie And on my naked shoulder She too proud to cry She said that I must leave her An icy tear she froze How could I melt the heart Of a wild irish rose
Well a gypsy she has made of me A servent of the street And back to bed I've travelled To taste a love as sweet Well the heart it knows no reasons And reason never knows As I lie with them I'm thinking Of a wild irish rose
Bono speaks: "This is based on a...on the time we spent in a hotel called the Millon Dollar Hotel in Los Angeles, which is downtown Los Angeles. It's like a half-way house hotel for bums and people thrown out of hospitals under the Regean era. And I was being taken through this hotel--I was doing some filming down there--and I noticed that the cheap liquor that all the bums drank was called Wild Irish Rose. So I started with the line, 'The city of Angels/Has brought a devil out in me', and developed it on from there. The Rose in Ireland, as you know, is a sort of romantic image of love, obviously, but it's also an image of Ireland itself. That is an image I thought would be nice to subvert."
Well I saw the city of angels It brought a devil out in me And hell's hotel on sunset Showed a whore no mercy As the orange sky was screaming From the roof I let her go These are the dizzying heights that brought me My wild irish rose
Now red is the rose That she layed on my grave A life is what she wanted And a life I surely gave Like a hundred men before me They lay lying here in rows Young men, bloody As a wild irish rose
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad You think I'm no good, well I know I've been bad Took you to a place, now you can't get back Two shots of happy, one shot of sad
Walked together down a dead end street We were mixing the bitter with the sweet Don't try to figure out what we might have had Just two shots of happy, one shot of sad
I'm just a singer, some say a sinner Rolling the dice, not always a winner You say I've been lucky, well hell I've made my own Not part of the crowd, but not feeling alone
Under pressure, but not bent out of shape Surrounded, we always found an escape Drove me to drink, but hey that's not all bad Two shots of happy, one shot of sad
Guess I've been greedy, all of my life Greedy with my children, my lovers, my wife Greedy for the good things as well as the bad Two shots of happy, one shot of sad
Maybe it's just talk, saloon singing The chairs are all stacked, the swinging's stopped swinging You say I hurt you, you put the finger on yourself Then after you did it, you came crying for my help
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad I'm not complaining, baby I'm glad You call it a compromise, well what's that Two shots of happy, one shot of sad
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad
Just a perfect day, Drink Sangria in the park, And then later, when it gets dark, We go home. Just a perfect day, Feed animals in the zoo Then later, a movie, too, And then home.
Oh it's such a perfect day, I'm glad I spent it with you. Oh such a perfect day, You just keep me hanging on, You just keep me hanging on.
Just a perfect day, Problems all left alone, Weekenders on our own. It's such fun. Just a perfect day, You made me forget myself. I thought I was someone else, Someone good.
Oh it's such a perfect day, I'm glad I spent it with you. Oh such a perfect day, You just keep me hanging on, You just keep me hanging on.
You're going to reap just what you sow, You're going to reap just what you sow, You're going to reap just what you sow, You're going to reap just what you sow.
Come to me Come lie beside me Oh don't deny me Your love
Make sense of me Walk through my doorway Don't hide in the hallway Oh love... step on over
I'll follow you down I'll follow you down
In the name of whiskey In the name of song You didn't look back You didn't belong
In the name of reason In the name of hope In the name of religion In the name of dope
In the name of freedom You drifted away To see the sun shining On someone else's day
In the name of United And the BBC In the name of Georgie Best And LSD
In the name of the father And his wife the spirit You said you did not They said you did it
In the name of justice In the name of fun / Woo-hoo In the name of the father In the name of the son
Call to me No-one is listening I'm waiting to hear from you... love
Stay with me It's cold in the ground But there's peace in the sound Of the white and the black Spilling over...
I'll follow you down
So I'll... I'll follow you down
I'll... I'll follow you down
[Tom Petty] I don't want your millions mister I can't use no diamond ring I want the right just to live mister Give me back my job again
[Bono] I don't want your Rolls Royce mister I can't use your pleasure yacht I want some food for these children Give me back my job again
[Johnny Cash] We work to build this country mister While you enjoy your life of ease And you steal all that we build mister See them folks, they starve and freeze
[Willie Nelson] I don't want your millions mister I can't use no diamond ring I want the right to live mister Give me back my job again
[Bono:] No I don't want your millions mister [Tom:] I can't use no diamond ring [Willie:] I want the right to live mister [Johnny:] Give me back My job again
[Carl Perkins] I don't want your foodstamps mister And that welfare line don't interest me Give me a chance to earn my wages And give me back my old job please
Wise men say Only fools rush in But I can't help Falling in love... with you
Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? If I can't help Falling in love... with you
Like a river flows To the sea So it goes Somethings were meant to be
Take my hand Take my whole life too 'Cause I can't help Falling in love with you
I can't help Falling in love...
No I can't help Falling in love...
No I can't help Falling in love...
Bono: Ave Maria Where is the justice in this world? The wicked make so much noise mother The righteous stay oddly still With no wisdom All of the riches in the world Leaves us poor tonight
And strength is not without humility It's weakness and untreatable disease And war is always the choice Of the chosen Who will not have to fight Ave Maria
Pavarotti: Ave Maria Gratia plena Maria gratia plena Maria gratia plena Ave ave Dominus Te cum
Bono: And strength is not without humility It's weakness and untreatable disease And war is always the choice Of the chosen Who will not have to fight
Bono and Pavarotti: Ave Maria
My heart is longing for you, love I cared for you more then you knew Though you have broken each promise And yesterday's dreams are untrue
Alone, I'll be yearning tomorrow When sunshine brings memories of you My sunshine will turn into sorrow As I dream of the love we once knew
Why should I always be lonesome When sunny and blue are the skies While shadows and loneliness linger I'm dreaming with tears in my eyes
Why did you promise me sweetheart Never to leave me alone Yesterday's sunshine is faded Your love wasn't true like my own
Alone, I'll be yearning tomorrow When sunshine brings memories of you My sunshine will turn into sorrow As I dream of the love we once knew
Why should I always be lonesome When sunny and blue are the skies While shadows of loneliness linger I'm dreaming with tears in my eyes
Elvis... white trash Elvis... the Memphis flash Elvis... didn't smoke hash Would've been a sissy without Johnny Cash
Elvis... didn't dodge the draft Elvis... had his own aircraft Elvis... having a laugh On the Lisa Marie in a colour photograph
Elvis... under the hood Elvis... with Cadillac blood Elvis... darling bud Flowered and returned to the Mississippi mud
Elvis... ain't gonna rot Elvis... in a Memphis plot Elvis... he didn't hear the shot And Dr. King died just across the lot from...
Elvis... vanilla ice cream Elvis... girls of fourteen Elvis... the Memphis spleen Shooting TVs reading Corinthian's 13
Elvis... with God on his knees Elvis... owned three TVs Here come the killer bees Head full of honey potato chips and cheese Elvis... the bumper stickers Elvis... the white knickers Elvis... the white nigger Ate at king burger and just kept getting bigger
Elvis... sang to win Elvis... the battle hymn Elvis... the battle to be slim Elvis ate America before America ate him
Elvis...
Elvis... stamps Elvis... necromance Elvis... fans Elvis... psychophants Elvis... the public enemy Elvis... don't mean shit to Chuck D. Elvis... changed the center of gravity Made it slippy
Elvis... Hitler Elvis... Nixon Elvis... Christ Elvis... Mishima Elvis... Markus Elvis... Jackson Elvis... the pelvis Elvis... the psalmist Elvis... the genius Elvis... generous Elvis... forgive us Elvis... pray for us Elvis... Aaron Elvis... Presley
I wanna blow my mind But I'm not the suffering kind You take your chances in no-go land I'm up all night on my baby's baby grand
Hang on! Hang on!
Hey, kill the jigs 'n' reels I got the highest heels Baby's geting slicker With a quicker tongue Baby's getting bigger Oh mama! This is your song
Hang on! Hang on!
Moola, moola. Billy Boola's Moola, hey Billy boola Aaah Hula, hula. O, say bolo Don't loose the coola Oooh pa. Co-ca cola Hey checkouta Ee! Yae-oh Billy Boola Go suck-a-dick-a La da dee-dee-da
Hang on! To me Hang on!
Baby's a big flirt Nipples in a tee-shirt Took a boat across the drunken sea I'm still afloat, you're going down on me
Hang on! Tell me how To hang on!
Moola, moola. Billy Boola's Moola, hey Billy boola Aaah Hula, hula. O, say bolo Don't loose the coola Oooh pa. Co-ca cola Hey checkouta Ee! Yae-oh- Billy Boola Go suck-a-dick-a La da dee-dee-da
Hang on! Hang on!
Roll on in Check on in Come on in You're safe inside of love
Walk on in Climb on in Jump on in You're safe inside of love Safe inside of love Safe inside of love
Roll on in Check on in Come on in You're safe inside of love
Walk on in Climb on in Jump on in You're safe inside of love Safe inside of love Safe inside of love
In the shit house a shotgun; Praying hands hold me down Only the hunter was hunted in this tin-can town Tin-can town
No stars in the black night; Looks like the sky fell down No sun in the daylight; Looks like it, chained to the ground Chained to the ground
The warden said, "The exit is sold. If you want a way out, silver and..."
Broken back to the ceiling; Broken nose to the floor I scream at the silence, it's coming; It crawls under the door There's a rope around my neck and there's a trigger in your gun Jesus I say something; I am someone; I am someone
Captains and kings in the ships hold They came to collect silver and gold Silver and gold
Seen them coming and a going; Seen them captains and the kings See them navy blue uniforms; See them bright and shiny things Bright shiny things
The temperature is rising; The fever white hot Mister, I ain't got nothing but it's more than you got
Chains no longer bind me; Not the shackles at my feet Outside are the prisoners; Inside the free Set them free; Set them free
A prize fighter in a corner is told, "Hit where it hurts" Silver and gold; Silver and gold
[Spoken:] (Yeah, silver and gold. This song was written in a hotel room in New York city. Around about the time a friend of ours, Little Steven, was putting together a record of "Artists Against Apartheid". It's a song written about a man in a shanty town outside of Johannesburg. A man who's sick of looking down the barrel of white South Africa. A man who is at the point where he is ready to take up arms against his oppressor. A man who has lost faith in the "peace-makers" of the West, for they argue and while they fail to support a man like Bishop Tutu and his requests for economic sanctions against South Africa. Am I bugging you? I don't mean to bug you. Okay, Edge, play the blues.)
Are you gonna wake again? Are you gonna take it down? Oh babe, I don't wanna deal it Oh, make it alright Gimme some, my love Away, away, away
I just wanna slide away and come alive again I just wanna slide away and come alive again I will see that love again, and find a life again I just wanna slide away and come alive again
I wanted to let it go Just couldn't let it go I wanted to let it go Just couldn't let you go
I would catch you (Just couldn't let you go) I'd catch you as you fall (Just couldn't let it go) I would catch you (Just couldn't let you go) I'd catch you if I heard your call
But you tore a hole in space Like a dark star, falls from grace You burn across the sky And I would find you wings to fly And I would catch you I would catch your fall
I just wanna slide away and come alive again I just wanna slide away and come alive again I will see that love again, and find a life again I just wanna slide away and come alive again
Oh, wrap me in my country's flag, and lay me in the cold blue sea Let the roaring of the waves, my solemn requiem be And I shall sleep a pleasant sleep, while storms above their vigils keep
My Captain brave shall read for me, the service of the silent dead And yay shall lower me in the waves, when all the prayers are said And I will find my long, long home, among the billows and the foam Farewell my friends for many a league, we've sailed together on the deep Come let us shake our hands, I'll sail no more, but shipmates wear for weep
I'm bound above, my course is run I near the port, my voyage is done
I've got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart,
you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin
I've tried so not to give in
I've said to myself this affair
never will go so well
But why should I try to resist,
when baby will I know so well
That I've got you under my skin
I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice
that comes in the night
And repeats and shouts in my ear
Don't you know blue eyes,
you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin
(instrumental)
I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice
that comes in the night
And repeats and shouts in my ear
Don't you know you fool,
you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin
And I love you under my skin
Picture yourself in a boat on a river, With tangerine trees and marmalade skies Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green, Towering over your head. Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes, And she's gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ah... Ah...
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies, Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers, That grow so incredibly high. Newspaper taxis appear on the shore, Waiting to take you away. Climb in the back with your head in the clouds, And you're gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ah... Ah...
Picture yourself on a train in a station, With plasticine porters with looking glass ties, Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile, The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucy in the sky with diamonds Ah... Ah...
(faded)
I just want to ask a question Who really cares? To save a world in despair There'll come a time, when the world won't be singin' Flowers won't grow, bells won't be ringin' Who really cares? Who's willing to try to save a world That's destined to die When I look at the world it fills me with sorrow Little children today are really gonna suffer tomorrow Oh what a shame, such a bad way to live All who is to blame, we can't stop livin' Live, live for life But let live everybody Live life for the children Oh, for the children You see, let's save the children Let's save all the children Save the babies, save the babies If you wanna love, you got to save the babies All of the children But who really cares Who's willing to try Yes, to save a world Yea, save our sweet world Save a world that is destined to die Oh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Oh, oh dig it everybody
Strangers in the night exchanging glances
Wond'ring in the night
What were the chances we'd be sharing love
Before the night was through.
Something in your eyes was so inviting,
Something in you smile was so exciting,
Something in my heart,
Told me I must have you.
Strangers in the night, two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
Up to the moment
When we said our first hello.
Little did we know
Love was just a glance away,
A warm embracing dance away and -
Ever since that night we've been together.
Lovers at first sight, in love forever.
It turned out so right,
For strangers in the night.
Love was just a glance away,
A warm embracing dance away
Ever since that night we've been together.
Lovers at first sight, in love forever.
It turned out so right,
For strangers in the night.
doo dee doo bee doo
doo doo doo dee-a
da da da da da...
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 want to 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'm gonna 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
Look over yonder, Apollo at a distance You can hear his music if you listen to the wind (blow) I want to be there - I want to be right there
Bear witness, I'm wailing like the wind Come bear witness, the half-breed rides again In these hands, I've held the broken dream In my soul, I'm howling at the moon
Testimony, testimony Declare yourself - I will testify Testimony, testimony Speak the truth, I will testify
I had a revelation like runaway horses Took to the road with a carnival show (roll on) Those golden days on Smokey Mountain Playing guitar in a one man band
Bear witness, I'm howling at the moon Come bear witness, I've danced among the ruins In these shoes, I've walked a crooked mile All my life I been searching for the nightbird
Testimony, testimony Declare yourself - I will testify Testimony, testimony Speak the truth, I will testify
Are you ready to take the heat Are you ready to blow the steam Are you ready to bag the street You got nothing to lose - but your chains
For forty days and forty nights I come across the desert Apollo right by mide side (rave on)
Bear witness, I'm wailing like the wind Come bear witness, the half-breed rides again In these hands, I've held the broken dream In my soul, I'm howling at the moon
Testimony, testimony Declare yourself - I will testify Testimony, testimony Speak the truth, I will testify
(Ooh hmmyeah) (Oh yeah, oh...)
Didn't we break the silence Didn't we fear the storm Didn't we move the earth Didn't we shoot for the sky And didn't we catch the fire And didn't we call upon the spirits And didn't we fall together And didn't we die for love
Days on the run Nights in hiding Hoping that you were The healing inside me
Breathe in the sweet fire of love / I'm not afraid anymore Sweet, sweet fire / I'm not alone Breathe in the sweet fire of love / I'm not the same anymore Sweet, sweet fire / The sweet fire of love
The sweet fire of love
Didn't we cross new waters Didn't we mix new blood Didn't we build brand new bridges Didn't we hold back the flood
Broken idols by the side of the road They didn't fall on the side of the law Here she comes a-shining like a light Here she comes salvation in the night
Days on the run Nights in hiding Hoping that you were The healing inside me
Breathe in the sweet fire of love / I'm not afraid anymore Sweet, sweet fire / I'm not alone Breathe in the sweet fire of love / I'm not the same anymore Sweet, sweet fire / Sweet fire of love
Fire of love (Sweet fire of love)
Didn't we shine like silver Didn't we bear the cross Didn't we bring down the hammer Didn't we beat on the drum Didn't we?
Days on the run / Here she comes a-shining like a light Nights in hiding / Here she comes salvation in the night Hoping that you were / I'm giving up the ghost The healing inside me / I'm giving up the ghost
Breathe in the sweet fire of love / I'm not afraid anymore Sweet, sweet fire / I'm not alone Breathe in the sweetest fire of love / I'm not the same anymore Sweet, sweet fire / Sweet fire of love
Sweet fire of love Fire of love Love, love Sweet Fire of love Fire, yes
(Hey, hey soul) (Hey, hey, love) (Hey, hey) (Hey, hey love)
Now I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this The fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her She tied you To a kitchen chair She broke your throne, and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain I don't even know the name But if I did, well really, what's it to you? There's a blaze of light In every word It doesn't matter which you heard The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you And even though It all went wrong I'll stand before the Lord of Song With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah
That's life, that's what all the people say You're ridin' high in April, you're shot down in May But I know I'm gonna change that tune When I'm back on top, back on top in June
I say that's life, and as funny as it may seem Some people get their kicks stompin' on a dream But I don't let it, get me down 'Cause this old world, just keeps spinnin' around
I've been a puppet, a poet, a pauper, a pirate, a pawn and a king I've been up and down and over and out and I know one thing Each time I find myself flat on my face I pick myself up and get back in the race
That's life, I tell ya, I can't deny it I thought of quitting baby, but my heart just won't buy it And if I didn't think it was worth just one more try I'd roll myself up in a big ball and die
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king I've been up and down, over and out, I know one thing Each time I find myself layin' flat on my face I just pick myself up and I get back in the race
That's life, I can't deny it I thought of quitting baby, but my heart just won't buy it But if there's nothin' shakin' come here this July I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die
It's Christmas Baby, please come home
(Yeah!)
The snow's coming down I'm watching it fall Watching the people around Baby please come home
The churchbells in town They're rining a song What a happy sound Baby please come home
Theyr'e singing deck the halls But it's not like Christmas at all I remember when you were here And all the fun we had last year
Pretty lights on the tree I'm watching 'em shine You should be here with me Baby please come home
Baby please come home Baby please come home
They're singing deck the halls But it's not like Christmas at all I remember when you were here And all the fun we had last year
If there was a way I'd hold back these tears But it's Christmas day Baby please come home Ohh...
Baby please come home Baby please come home Baby please come home Ohh... Baby please come home Baby please come home
A young boy named Billy Joe Restless on the farm A boy filled with wanderlust Who never really meant no harm Bill changed his clothes and he shined his boots And he combed his dark hair down But his mama cried as he walked away
Don't take your guns to town Don't take your guns to town Don't take your guns to town
He laughed and kissed his mom and said Your Billy Joe, he's the man I can shoot as quick, I can shoot as straight As anyone can But I wouldn't shoot without a cause Or gun nobody down But she cried again as he rode away
Don't take your guns to town, son Leave your guns at home Don't take your guns to town
Well, he drank his first strong liquor then To calm his shaking hands And he tried, he tried to tell himself At last he had become a man A dusty cowpoke stood at his side Began to laugh him down And he heard again his mother's words
Don't take your guns to town, son Leave your guns at home Don't take your guns to town
Don't take your guns Don't take your guns to town Don't take your guns Don't take your guns to town
Filled with rage, then Billy Joe Reached for his gun to draw But the stranger drew his gun and fired Before he even saw As Billy Joe fell to the floor The crowd all gathered 'round And wondered at his final words
Don't take your guns to town, son Leave your guns at home Don't take your guns to town