Well, it’s one flight, two flights, three flights four
Five, six,seven flights,eight flights more!
Up on the twelfth, I’m starting to drag,
Fifteenth floor, I’m starting to sag
Get to the top, I’m too tired to rock!
Desire to dance
Too startled to try
Wrap my legs 'round you
Starting to fly, let’s explore
Up there, up there, up there
On the twenty-fifth floor
Would you like to ride in my beautiful balloon
Would you like to ride in my beautiful balloon
We could float among the stars together, you and I
For we can fly, we can fly
Up, up and away
My beautiful, my beautiful balloon
Baby left as she lost her breath
Hastens off to some unknown death
Trapped inside under painted eyes
Takes herself into the new sunrise
And you fly, she pointed up into the sky
And you can touch them if you try
And you fly
I was grounded…
You filled the skies.
I was dumbfounded by truth.
You cut thru lies.
I saw the rain dirty valley,
You saw Brigadoon.
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the Moon…
So we walked along
Though I knew that there was something wrong
And a feeling hit me, oh so strong
About you
Then you gazed up at me
And the answer was plain to see
'Cause I saw the light
In your eyes (In your eyes)
In your eyes (In your eyes)
[Huh, wasn’t sure it wasn’t the following Peter Gabriel cut at very first glance, but just searched it up, a Todd Rundgren cut, so ok…kinda sorta a bit too close for comfort…]
In your eyes
The light the heat
In your eyes
I am complete
In your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
In your eyes
The resolution of all the fruitless searches
In your eyes
I see the light and the heat
In your eyes
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
The heat I see in your eyes
There’s a world where I can go
And tell my secrets to
In my room
In my room
In this world I lock out
All my worries and fears
In my room
In my room
There is a room that’s full of toys
There are a hundred boys and girls
Nobody shouts or talks too loud
Not in my castle on a cloud
I used to live in a room full of mirrors
All I could see was me
Then I take my spirit and I smash my mirrors
And now the whole world is here for me to see
Now I’m searching for my love to be
Do you hear or fear or do I smash the mirror?
Do you hear of fear or do I smash the mirror?
Tommy…
Can you hear me?
Tommy, can you feel me near you?
Can you see me?
Can I help to cheer you?
Oooh, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy…
I went into a public 'ouse to get a pint o' beer,
The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here."
The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die,
I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I:
O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away";
But it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins," when the band begins to play
The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,
O it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins," when the band begins to play.
And our friends are all aboard
Many more of them live next door
And the band begins to play
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
And the band played ‘Waltzing Matilda,’
As the ship pulled away from the quay,
Amidst the songs and the cheers, the flag waving, and tears,
We sailed off for Gallipoli.
And The Band Played ‘Waltzing Matilda’ – written by Eric Bogle in 1971, covered by the Pogues and Joan Baez, and countless others over the years.
-“BB”-
Matilda, Matilda, Matilda
She take me money and run t’ Venezuela
Don’t cry for me Argentina
The truth is, I never left you.
All through my mad days, my wild existence
I keep my promise, don’t keep your distance…
What’s new Buenos Aires?
I’m new, I wanna say I’m just a little stuck on you
You’ll be on me too
I am stuck on Band-Aid brand!
'Cause Band-Aid’s stuck on me!
Stuck on you
I’ve got this feeling down deep in my soul that I just can’t lose
Guess I’m on my way
Needed a friend
And the way I feel now I guess I’ll be with you 'til the end
Guess I’m on my way
Mighty glad you stayed