I want to break free
I want to break free
I want to break free from your lies
You’re so self-satisfied, I don’t need you
I’ve got to break free
God knows, God knows I want to break free
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, there’s no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes don’t see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on
The Battle Hymn of the Republic
Driving out of Darlington County
Eyes seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
Driving out of Darlington County
Seen Wayne handcuffed to the bumper of a state trooper’s Ford
So if you’re down on your luck
And you can’t harmonize
Find a girl with far away eyes
And if you’re downright disgusted
And life ain’t worth a dime
Get a girl with far away eyes
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Judy in disguise
Well, that’s what you are
Lemonade pie
With your brand-new car
Cantaloupe eyes come to me tonight
Judy in disguise with glasses
You got a great car
Yeah, what’s wrong with it today?
I used to have one too
Maybe I’ll come and have a look
I really love
Your hairdo, yeah
I’m glad you like mine too
See we’re looking pretty cool, I’ll get ya
You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we’ll make something
Me, myself, I got nothing to prove
Fast Car, Tracy Chapman
I wanna be a big shot
And have 90 cars
I wanna have a boyfriend
And a girl for laughs
But only on Saturdays
Six days to be alone
With just me, myself, I
Me, myself and I
Just me myself, I
“The girl with colitis goes by…”
In play:
I don’t care if Monday’s blue
Tuesday’s grey and Wednesday too
Thursday, I don’t care about you
It’s Friday, I’m in love
Monday, you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday, break my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn’t even start
It’s Friday, I’m in love
Saturday, wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday, never hesitate
Gonna dance with my baby
Til the night is through
On Saturday night
Saturday night
It’s a Saturday night at the world
I am thinking about a girl
And how useless to search it becomes
When you find all the answers in one
Another Saturday night
And I ain’t got nobody
I got some money
'Cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone
To talk to
I’m in an awful state
Believe it or not, I started to worry
I wondered if I had enough class
But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it all right
And you say: “Baby, have you got enough gas?”
Oh yeah
Believe it or not, I’m walkin’ on air
I never thought I could feel so free
Flyin’ away on a wing and a prayer
Who could it be?
Believe it or not it’s just me
Then I saw her face, now I’m a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
I’m in love
I’m a believer, I couldn’t leave her if I tried
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes.
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the endless skies.
-“BB”-
Are the stars out tonight?
I don’t know if it′s cloudy or bright
′Cause I only have eyes for you, dear
The moon may be high
But I can’t see a thing in the sky
′Cause I only have eyes for you
I don’t know if we′re in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
I only have eyes for you, Frank Sinatra
I don’t care if the sun don’t shine
I get my loving in the evening time
When I’m with my baby