Wond’ring aloud –
How we feel today.
Last night sipped the sunset –
My hands in her hair.
We are our own saviours
As we start both our hearts beating life
Into each other.
Wond’ring aloud –
Will the years treat us well?
As she floats in the kitchen,
I’m tasting the smell
Of toast as the butter runs.
Then she comes, spilling crumbs on the bed
And I shake my head.
And it’s only the giving
That makes you what you are.
– Jethro Tull, “Wond’ring Aloud” (1971)
So, who wants to PM a mod and ask them to fill in the previous 4,538 entries? 
Echo & The Bunnymen, “Silver”:
Swung from a chandelier
My planet sweet on a silver salver
Bailed out my worst fears
'Cause man has to be his own savior
Blind sailors
Imprisoned jailers
God tame us
No one to blame us
The sky is blue
My hands untied
A world looks true
Through all clean eyes
Just look at you
With burning lips
You’re living proof
At my fingertips
Walked on a tidal wave
Laughed in the face of a brand new day
Food for survival thought
Mapped out the place where I planned to stay
All the way
Well behaved
Just in case
It slips away
I can feel you slipping away from me
A little bit further now every day
I’m holding on, but I can’t believe
This is how you want it to be
Oh, you’re slipping away
Oh, you’re slipping away
It feels like walking down a long, dark road
You never talk to me the way you did before
You ride through the city with your head held high
And all I can do is watch you go by
Oh, you’re slipping away
Oh, you’re slipping away
– Dave Edmunds, “Slipping Away” (1983)
The Verve, “Slide Away” (1993):
So take your time
I wonder if you’re here just to use my mind
Don’t take it slow
You know I’ve got a place to go
You always do that
Something I’m not sure of
But just for today
Let go and slide away
I was thinking maybe we could go outside
Let the night sky cool your foolish pride
Don’t you feel alive
These are your times and our highs
So take your time
I wonder which cup you’ll drink from
I hope it’s mine
Beause you always do that something
Something I’m not sure of
But just for today
Let go and burn away
'Cause I read your mind
I need it because it takes me where I can’t find
Because you always do that something
Something I’m not sure of
But just for today
Let go and burn away
I was thinking maybe we could go outside
Let the night sky cool your foolish pride
Don’t you feel alive
These are your times and our highs
"Take Your Time" –Buddy Holly
Take your time
I can wait
All of the love I know will be mine
If you take your time
Take your time
Though it’s late
Heart strings will sing like a string of twine
If you take your time
Take your time and take mine too
I have time to spend
Take your time, go with me through
Time till all times end
Take your time
I can wait
All of the love I know will be mine
If you take your time
Girl, tonight we’re gonna make love. You know how I know? Because it’s Wednesday. And Wednesday night is the night that we usually make love. Monday night is my night to cook. Tuesday night we go and visit your mother, but Wednesday night we make sweet, weekly love. It’s when everything is just right. There’s nothing good on TV. You haven’t had your after-work social sports team practice so you’re not too tired. Oh boy…it’s all on. You lean in and say something sexy like, “I might go to bed I’ve got work in the morning.” I know what you’re trying to say girl. You’re trying to say, “Oh, yeah. It’s business time. It’s business time.”
It’s business.
It’s business time.
I know what you’re trying to say you’re trying to say it’s time for business it’s business time. Ooh!
It’s business.
It’s business time.
There’s no business like show business
Like no business I know
Everything about it is appealing
Everything the traffic will allow
Nowhere could you get that happy feeling
When you are stealing that extra bow
There’s no people like show people
They smile when they’re low
Even with a turkey that you know will fold
You may be stranded out in the cold
Still you wouldn’t change it for a sack of gold
Let’s go on with the show
– “There’s No Business Like Show Business”, Irving Berlin
The Muppet Show Theme Song:
It’s time to play the music
It’s time to light the lights
t’s time to meet the Muppets on the Muppet Show tonight.
It’s time to put on makeup
It’s time to dress up right
It’s time to raise the curtain on the Muppet Show tonight.
Why do we always come here
I guess we’ll never know
It’s like a kind of torture
To have to watch the show
And now let’s get things started
Why don’t you get things started
It’s time to get things started
On the most sensational inspirational celebrational Muppetational
This is what we call the Muppet Show!
This Is It (Bugs Bunny, Overture)
Overture, curtains, lights,
This is it, the night of nights
No more rehearsing and nursing a part
We know every part by heart
Overture, curtains, lights
This is it, you’ll hit the heights
And oh what heights we’ll hit
On with the show this is it
Tonight what heights we’ll hit
On with the show this is it.
No life till leather
We gonna kick some ass tonight
We got the metal madness
When our fans start screaming
It’s right well alright
When we start to rock
We never want to stop again
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
You know our fans are insane
We are gonna blow this place away
With volume higher
Than anything today the only way
When we start to rock
We never want to stop again
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
– “Hit the Lights”, Metallica
Another op’nin’, another show
In Philly, Boston or Baltimo’,
A chance for stage folks to say hello,
Another op’nin’ of another show.
Another job that you hope, at last,
Will make your future forget your past,
Another pain where the ulcers grow,
Another op’nin’ of another show.
Four weeks, you rehearse and rehearse,
Three weeks and it couldn’t be worse,
One week, will it ever be right?
Then out o’ the hat, it’s that big first night!
The overture is about to start,
You cross your fingers and hold your heart,
It’s curtain time and away we go!
– Another Op’ning, Another Show - Cole Porter
ELP, “Karn Evil 9”:
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
We’re so glad you could attend
Come inside! Come inside!
There behind a glass is a real blade of grass
be careful as you pass.
Move along! Move along!
Come inside, the show’s about to start
guaranteed to blow your head apart
Rest assured you’ll get your money’s worth
The greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth.
You’ve got to see the show, it’s a dynamo.
You’ve got to see the show, it’s rock and roll …
Right before your eyes we pull laughter from the skies
And he laughs until he cries then he dies then he dies
Come inside the shows about to start
Guaranteed to blow your head apart
You gotta see the show
It’s a dynamo
You gotta see the show
It’s rock and roll
Do you know the score
Alright I hear you
I would make a play for sure
If I could only get near you
It’s been so long, you’re welcome back my friends
To the show that never ends
What’s your name
I can’t forget it
I’ve been there and back again
And I will never regret it
It’s been so long, you’re welcome back my friends
To the show that never ends
– Emerson, Lake & Powell “The Score” (1986)
The Cure, "Play For Today":
It’s not a case of doing what’s right
It’s just the way I feel that matters
Tell me I’m wrong
I don’t really care
It’s not a case of share and share alike
I take what I require
I don’t understand …
You say it’s not fair
You expect me to act
Like a lover
Consider my moves
And deserve the reward
To hold you in my arms
And wait
And wait
And wait
For something to happen
It’s not a case of telling the truth
Some lines just fit the situation
Call me a liar
You would anyway
It’s not a case of aiming to please
You know you’re always crying
It’s just your part
In the play for today
"One Tin Soldier" – The Original Caste
Listen children to a story
That was written long ago
'Bout a kingdom, on a mountain
And the valley folk below
On the mountian was a treasure
Burried deep beneath a stone
And the valley people swore
They’d have it for their very own
Go ahead and hate your neighbor
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of Heaven
You can justify it in the end
There wont be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day
On the bloody morning after…
One tin soldier rides away
So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill
Asking for the burried treasure
Tons of gold for which they’d kill
Cam an answer from the kingdom
With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain
All the riches burried there
Now the valley cried in anger
Mount your horses
Draw your sword
And they killed the mountain people
So they won their just reward
Now they stood beside the treasure
On the mountain dark and red
Turn the stone and read beneath it
Peace on Earth
Was all it said
Go ahead and hate your neighbor
Go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of Heaven
You can justify it in the end
There wont be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day
On the bloody morning after…
One tin soldier rides away
Listen to what the flower people say
Listen, it’s getting louder every day
Listen, it’s like a bolt out of the blue
Listen, it could be calling now for you
Flower people walk on by
Flower people don’t you cry
It’s not too late
It’s not too late
– “(Listen to the) Flower People”, Spinal Tap (1968)
"Listen! Listen!" – The Merry-Go-Round
Listen, listen
Listen, listen
Don’t need to hear what they’re saying
'Cause their words are drowned out by their playing
Don’t need to know the meaning
'Cause the meaning gets lost when he starts screaming.
But there’s nothing you can do or say
When the band begins to play, you better listen, listen.
And if you’ve paid your money
Then you don’t want to hear a band that sounds funny
Does it really matter to you
If he screams so loud and long, he turns blue ?
But there’s nothing you can do or say
When the band begins to play, you better listen, listen
I’ve been here over an hour
They don’t get no softer, just keep getting louder
There’s no ifs or maybes
They been playing rock and roll ever since they were babies.
But there’s nothing you can do or say
When the band begins to play, you better listen, listen.
Pet Clark - San Francisco (she probably wasn’t the first, but that’s the version I remember)
If you’re going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you’re going to San Francisco
You’re gonna meet some gentle people there
For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair
All across the nation, such a strange vibration
People in motion
There’s a whole generation with a new explanation
People in motion, people in motion
For those who come to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in their hair
If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
Buffalo Springfield, “Stop Hey What’s That Sound” (which also got played on the Muppet Show):
There’s something happening here
But what it is ain’t exactly clear
There’s a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it’s time we stop
Children, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?
There’s battle lines being drawn
Nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
It’s time we stop
Hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?
What a field day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly saying, “Hooray for our side”
It’s time we stop
Hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you’re always afraid
Step out of line, the men come and take you away
We better stop
Hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?
Who said it’s my year was it you there - Can’t go wrong
I see a new way you’ll be in my play - Sing my song
Where is the reason I keep teasing - If I knew
To see the new year not being blue here - Evermore
You know it’s alright, somethin’s happening
Hold tight, it might be lightning
Turn up the lights, somethin’s moving
Can’t sleep at night, my heart keeps missing a beat
Well, I know it’s my year ain’t got no fear - Hold me down
Take it easy if not for me - Sing my song yeah
Where is the reason I keep teasing - If I knew
To see the new year not being blue here - Evermore
You know it’s alright, somethin’s happening
Hold tight, it might be lightning
Turn up the lights, I feel like dancing
Can’t sleep at night, my heart keeps missing a beat
– “Baby (Something’s Happening)”, Peter Frampton (1974)
Nitpick: For what it’s worth, the official song title is “For What It’s Worth” 