Don’t cry for me, Argentina
The truth is, I never left you
All through my wild days, my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don’t keep your distance
Don’t Cry for Me Argentina. Madonna
Don’t cry for me, Argentina
The truth is, I never left you
All through my wild days, my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don’t keep your distance
Don’t Cry for Me Argentina. Madonna
If you need a friend
Don’t look to a stranger
You know in the end
I’ll always be there
And when you’re in doubt
And when you’re in danger
Take a look all around
And I’ll be there
I’m sorry but I’m just thinking of the right words to say
(I promise you)
I know they don’t sound the way I planned them to be
(I promise you)
But if you wait around a while I’ll make you fall for me
(I promise you)
I promise, I promise you, I will
“Never again”, isn’t that what you said
You’ve been through this before
And you swore, this time, “You’d think with your head”
No one would ever have you again
And if takin’ was gonna get done, you’d decide where and when
Just when you think you got it down
Your heart securely tied and bound
They whisper promises in the dark
It’s too late to change events
It’s time to face the consequence
For delivering the proof
In the policy of truth
Never again is what you swore
The time before
Never again is what you swore
The time before
Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time
There’s something wrong here, there can be no denying
One of us is changing
Or maybe we just stopped trying
And it’s too late, baby, now it’s too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died
And I can’t hide and I just can’t fake it
Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning,
Oh! how I’d love to remain in bed;
For the hardest blow of all is to hear the bugler call;
You’ve got to get up,
You’ve got to get up, you’ve got to get up this morning!
I woke up this mornin’, feelin’ round for my shoes
Know ‘bout ‘at I got these, old walkin’ blues
Woke up this mornin’, feelin’ round for my shoes
But you know 'bout ‘at I, got these old walkin’ blues
You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun
Your mama always said you’d be the chosen one
She said, you’re one in a million
You got to burn to shine
But you were born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes
I’ll let her shine like a jewel in the crown of the holy sun…
You turned her into a ghost, but she’ll be burnin’ when the night is done.
You gotta give me your girl and your trust,
I’m gonna love her for both of us.
I’m Gonna Love Her for Both of Us – Meat Loaf
-“BB”-
May the good Lord shine a light on you
Make every song your favorite tune
May the good Lord shine a light on you
Warm like the evening sun
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently
By puttin’ your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
Take my hand,
I’m a stranger in Paradise
All lost in a wonderland
A stranger in paradise
If I stand starry eyed,
That’s a danger in Paradise
For mortals who stand beside
An angel like you
Hold my hand
Want you to hold my hand
Hold my hand
I’ll take you to a place where you can be
Hold my hand
Anything you wanna be because
I wanna love you the best that
The best that I can
You need hands to hold someone you care for
You need hands to show that you’re sincere
When you feel nobody wants to know you
You need hands to brush away the tears
When you hold a brand new baby
You need tender hands to guide them on their way
You need hands to thank the Lord for living
And for giving us this day
You Need hands, Max Bygraves
You need feet to stand up straight with
You need feet to kick your friends
You need feet to keep your socks on
And stop your legs from fraying at the ends
If it wasnae for your wellies, where would you be?
You’d be in the hospital or infirmary,
Cause you would have a dose of the flu or even pleurisy,
If you didnae have your feet in your wellies!
Billy Connolly
Relax, just a little pinprick
There’ll be no more AHHHHHH
But you might feel a little sick
Can you stand up
I do believe it’s working
That’ll keep you going for the show
Come on, it’s time to go
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
Stands 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
Oh, I’ve been used, ooh-hoo
I’ve been taken for a fool, oh, what a fool
I broke all the rules, ooh, yeah
But I won’t let the show go on