Don’t believe the devil
I don’t believe his book
But the truth is not the same
Without the lies he made up
Don’t believe in excess
Success is to give
Don’t believe in riches
But you should see where I live
I… I believe in love
And the devil in a black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and Love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away
With the sunlight dying and night above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
You run for cover in the Temple of Love
You run for another it’s all the same
For the wind will blow and throw your walls aside
I lit up from Reno
I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didn’t get to sleep that night
Till the morning came around
Set out running but I’ll take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
Just might get some sleep tonight
I could be a movie star, the King of Hollywood
Make 'em cry, dramatically pretending to keep romance alive
And I would humbly thank my director
Everyone involved from the start
I could blow them all away, if I only found the part
Oh, if I just get through this night
Oh, if I just get through this night
Do you want to be an angel,
Do you wanna be a star
Do you wanna play some magic
On my guitar
Do you wanna be a poet
Do you wanna be my string
You could be anything
It gets in your eyes
It’s making you cry
Don’t know what to do
Don’t know what to do
You’re looking for love
Call heaven above
Send me an angel
Send me an angel
Right now
Right now
Heaven must be missin’ an angel
Missin’ one angel, child, 'cause you’re here with me right now
Heaven Must Be Missing an Angel – Tavares
-“BB”-
Heaven, I’m in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we’re out together dancing, cheek to cheek
My baby moves at midnight
Goes right on 'til the dawn
My woman, take me higher
My woman, keep me warm
What you doin’ on your back? Hey
What you doin’ on your back? Hey
You should be dancing, yeah
Dancing, yeah
We’re free to fly the crimson sky
The sun won’t melt our wings tonight
Oh now
Oh yeah, here she comes
Take me higher
Take me higher
You take me higher
You take me higher
You’re the real thing
Yeah the real thing
You’re the real thing
Even better than the real thing
I’d like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
And I′d like to buy the world a Coke
And keep it company
It′s the real thing
Somewhere between earth and heaven
the C 17 flies.
Heading westward homewards
through clean clear safe blue skies.
At the back of the airplane
lying alone
draped in his country’s flag
they’re bringing Buddy home.
Well how do you do, Private William McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your grave side?
I’ll rest for awhile in the warm summer sun
I’ve been walking all day and I’m nearly done
And I see by your gravestone that you were only 19
When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or, young Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?
Did they beat the drum slowly?
Did they sound the pipes lowly?
Did the rifles fire o’er ye as they lowered you down?
Did the bugles sing ‘The Last Post’ in chorus?
Did the pipes play ‘The Flowers o’ the Forest’?
I had a first cousin called Arthur McBride
He and I took a stroll down by the seaside;
A seeking good fortune and what might betide
Being just as the day was a-dawning
Then after resting we both took a tramp
We met Sergeant Harper and Corporal Cramp
Besides the wee drummer who beats up the camp
With his rowdy-dow-dow in the morning
Corporal Clegg had a wooden leg
He won it in the war
In nineteen forty four
Corporal Clegg had a medal too
In orange, red and blue
He found it in the zoo
Dear, oh dear, oh
Are they really sad for me?
Dear, oh dear, oh
Will they really laugh at me?
Missus Clegg, you must be proud of him
Missus Clegg, another drop of gin
Mrs. Brown, you’ve got a lovely daughter
Girls as sharp as her are somethin’ rare
But it’s sad, she doesn’t love me now
She’s made it clear enough, it ain’t no good to pine
I’ve been standing at the edge of the water
Long as I can remember, never really knowing why
I wish I could be the perfect daughter
But I come back to the water, no matter how hard I try
He was no more (he was no more)
Than a baby then
Well, he seemed broken-hearted
Something within him
But the moment that I first laid
Eyes on him
All alone, on the edge of seventeen
Now here I go again, I see the crystal visions
I keep my visions to myself
It’s only me who wants to wrap around your dreams and,
Have you any dreams you’d like to sell?
Dreams of loneliness,
Like a heartbeat, drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering
What you had
And what you lost
And what you had
And what you lost
In these days, when darkness falls early
And people rush home to the ones they love
You’d better take a fool’s advice
Take care of your own
Cuz one day they’re here; next day they’re gone