Well, hi, Simon (Hi) Theodore (Hi) Alvin, I see you got here early And you're rehearsing the band That's very good You know I would What's that great
When I'm talkin' nothing's getting through If I'm sreaming it's never clear to you Can you hear me, am I wasting my time? Am I working in a one man band
Out of the tree of life, I just picked me a plum You came along and everything started to hum Still it's a real good bet, the best is yet to come The
Fly me to the moon Let me sing among those stars Let me see what spring is like On Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby
THE TENDER TRAP Sammy Cahn/van Heusen You see a pair of laughing eyes And suddenly your sighing sighs You?re thinking nothing?s wrong You string along
Mayday, mayday The captain's lost control again The fucking ship is breaking up We're going down in flames Mayday, mayday Man overboard again The sharks
Black knuckles and broken teeth Grey days and grey streets Same faces that same release If this town had a name it would be defeat So sick of waking up
Kill the rhythm Smash the beat We're gonna party till we're dead on our feet We don't fuck about Say what we think Wont stop till everyone screams Oh
So here I lie in the belly of a shark So fucking cold and so fucking dark So here I lie in the belly of a shark And how the fuck did I get this far?
Pour some petrol Through your letter box Put all my memories In an envelope Then set it on fire Then send it straight to you When you get it The least
I'm forever dragging my fucking feet Despite the fact that I never sleep And everyone in my fucking band Is telling me that I owe them again I'm going
It flew in from across the sea A great plague of misery A swarm of lonely nights A dark end to her lonely life As the waves rolled in The sky collapsed
My name is Casanova I'm basically a man I have the head of a wolf The appetite of an entire land This song is going out to the girls You're all looking
Watford town has gone and fucking let us down We don't know the cunts who fucked us at the show Our shit is gone and it ain't coming back Five good men
Take these teeth All they do is fucking cause me grief They ain't working for me I can't even think When the lights go on I grip this chair I don't feel
Something wicked this way comes When i see it every night You ain't a rockstar yet (you're dead) You need some self-respect You always were a fucking
Where's the orchestra? Wasn't this supposed to be a musical? Here I am,.. In the balcony, How the hell could I have missed the overture? I like the
The singing hills (Mmm) Are singing tonight (Mmm) And echoing a song of long ago The singing hills (Mmm) Were singing that night (Mmm) That lovely night