Train wheels runnin’ through the back of my memory
As the daylight hours do retreat
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Visions of paradise, cloudless skies I see
Rainbows on the hill, blue onyx on the sea
Come see, ah, ah, ah
And the sounds in my mind just come to me
Come see, come see
And the call of her eyes, makes waterfalls
Of me, of me
Whatcha doing tonight?
Haven’t you heard that the world’s gone crazy?
Young Americans, listen when I say
There’s people putting us down
I know they’re saying that we’ve gotten lazy
To tell you the truth, we’ve all seen better days
I’ve seen better days
I’ve been the star of many plays
I’ve seen better days
(And the bottom drops out)
I strut around the stage like a little king tonight
They’ll scream for every note
And every word, that’s right
But when the show is over, and I’m all alone
Can’t reach my baby on the telephone
And everywhere I look
Mr. Loneliness is on the news
I’ve got the Big Star Blues, boy
Mr. Jealousy has returned
Yearning, yearning
Mr. Jealousy has returned to reality
All secured by humanity
You’re living in danger
Mr. Jealousy has returned you’re hurting me
Can’t you see?
Our love is in danger
I know that when you look at me
There’s so much that you just don’t see
But if you would only take the time
I know in my heart you’d find
Oh, a girl who’s scared sometimes
Who isn’t always wrong
Can’t you see you’re hurting me?
I feel so all alone
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Were people saying, My God, that’s tough
She stood him up
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
They’re creepy and they’re kooky
Mysterious and spooky
They’re all together ooky
The Addams family
Their house is a museum
When people come to see 'em
They really are a scream
The Addams family
When you are walking down the street at night
And behind you there’s no one in view
But you hear mysterious feet at night
The the Munsters are following you
If you should meet this strange family
Just forget what some people have said
The Munsters may shake your hand clamily
But they’re not necessarily dead
The bogus man is at your heels
Now clutching at your coat
You must be quick now hurry up
He’s scratching at your throat
It’s so nice to get away, get away for a day
I see a hollow man, gun in hand, gun in hand, it points my way
You know, he follows me everywhere and every day, I gotta get away
I won’t miss him if he goes away and stays away, yeah, yeah
He’s just a hunter for the devil
Hollow man
Well, I was cutting a rug
Down at a place called The Jug
With a girl named Linda Lou
When in walks a man
With a gun in his hand
And he was looking for You Know Who
He said, "Hey there, fella
"With your face painted yellow
"Whatcha trying to prove?
"Cuz that’s my woman there
"And I’m a man who cares
“And this might be all for you”
I said, “Excuse me!”
Is your muffin buttered?
Would you like us to assign someone to butter your muffin?
Excuse me (what?)
Excuse me (what?)
Hey you, over there
On the chaise longue in your underwear
What are you doing sitting down?
You should be horizontal now
Admiral Halsey notified me
He had to have a berth or he couldn’t get to sea
I had another look and I had a cup of tea
And a butter pie (a butter pie?)
(The butter wouldn’t melt, so I put it in the pie, alright?)
Hands across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Hands across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Every time I think of you it’s like the last beat of my heart
The memory of leaving you is tearing me apart
No waves, no tears, no backward glance
But I’ll always hold you dear
Never regret but I’ll never forget
'Cause there’s not enough heaven here
Hands across the ocean, reaching out for you
Across the waves, across the water
Hands, across the ocean
Ocean
Hands
Touchin’ hands
Reachin’ out
Touching me, touchin’ you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I’ve been inclined
To believe they never would
Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat
And brand new pair of shoes
You know I think it’s time to give this game a ride
Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all
A moment in the sun
It’s gone and you can tell that one goodbye
Oh, put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Look at me, I can be
Center field
MEET THE METS
MEET THE METS
Step right up and greet the Mets!
Bring your kiddies
Bring your wife;
Guaranteed to have the time of your life
Because the Mets are really sockin’ the ball; knocking those home runs over the wall!
Eastside
Westside
Everybody’s coming down
To meet the M-E-T-S Mets of New York town!