We could’ve had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside your hand
But you played it with a beating
Oh, young hearts, to yourself be true
Don’t be no fool when love really don’t love you
Don’t love you
Ooh, young hearts run free
They’ll never be hung up, hung up like my man and me
Who do you think you are?
Runnin’ around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of Hearts…
Oh, baby this town rips the bones from your back,
It’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rap,
We gotta get out while we’re young,
'Cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run.
Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
A Loner longing for
The cadence of her last breath
Put to rest all that`s not life
Drink for beauty and fill my blank page
Sometimes a dream turns into a dream
A grand old painter died last night,
His paintings on the wall.
Before he went, he bade us well,
And said goodnight to us all.
“Drink to me, drink to my health,
You know I can’t drink any more…”
Another night out on the street
Stopping for my usual seat
Oh, bartender, please
Tanqueray and tonic’s my favorite drink
I don’t like anything colored pink
That just stinks, it’s not for me
It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt,
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt,
You say “what did you do with him today?”,
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray,
'Cause you’re my fella, my guy,
Hand me your stella and fly,
By the time I’m out the door,
You tear men down like Roger Moore,
When you were young and your heart
Was an open book
You used to say live and let live
(You know you did)
(You know you did)
(You know you did)
But if this ever changin’ world
In which we live in
Makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die
Live and let die
For your eyes only, the nights are never cold
You really know me, that’s all I need to know
Maybe I`m an open book, because I know you’re mine
But you won’t need to read between the lines
For your eyes only, only for you
Goldfinger
He’s the man, the man with the Midas touch
A spider’s touch
Such a cold finger
Beckons you to enter his web of sin
But don’t go in
Nobody does it better
Makes me feel sad for the rest
Nobody does it half as good as you
Baby, you’re the best
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I’m telling you why
SAAAAAAAAAAN-ta Claus is coming to town
SAAAAAAAAAAN-ta Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Sure is dark out, ain’t the slightest spark out
‘Pon my clackin’ jaw
Who’s there, who is it stopping for a visit?
Is that you, Santa Claus?
Who’s that I see walkin’ in these woods?
Why, it’s Little Red Riding Hood
Hey there Little Red Riding Hood
You sure are looking good
You’re everything a big bad wolf could want
Listen to me
Little Red Riding Hood
I don’t think little big girls should
Go walking in these spooky old woods alone
The way is clear,
The light is good,
I have no fear,
Nor no one should.
The woods are just trees,
The trees are just wood.
I sort of hate to ask it,
But do you have a basket?
Into the woods
And down the dell,
The path is straight,
I know it well.
Into the woods,
And who can tell
What’s waiting on the journey?
Into the woods
To bring some bread
To Granny who
Is sick in bed.
Never can tell
What lies ahead.
For all that I know,
She’s already dead.
Open the door and look inside
It’s as you left it yet it not quite right
The fading scent says something’s wrong
Someone has been here, someone has gone…
Nature trails, where she leads
Like a pet at her feet
Don’t be sad, you’ll be set free tomorrow
Nature trails, when she leads
Come on, give up, you’re on your knees
A room is still a room
Even when there’s nothing there but gloom
But a room is not a house
And a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart
Now and then I call your name
And suddenly your face appears
But it’s just a crazy game
When it ends it ends in tears
But I just go on thinking and sweating
And cursing and crying
And turning and reaching
And waking and dying
And no, not a day goes by
Not a blessed day
But you’re still somehow part of my life
And you won’t go away
So there’s hell to pay