To offset Buddha’s bad Karma…
Yesterday
Tequila!
Belch!
(from It’s a Gas)
Wipe-out! I hate that song, by the way.
La Cucaracha!
Number 9
One
… singular sensation, every little step she takes
… is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do
… and one are two, two and two are four
You’re all I’ve ever needed
Baby you’re the one
Tomorrow goin’ be too easy, and today’s goin’ to be too near
Justice for believers and love can keep the faith
I don’t need you I can’t buy you I can’t hurt you
One to another
A lotta people won’t get no justice tonight
Nothing can save you
Justice is lost, justice is raped, justice is gone
Pulling your strings, justice is done
I fought the law and the law won.
We are the champions, my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting 'til the end
Cause in sleepy London town
There’s just no place for a street fighting man
No
I spent the ev’ning with the radio
Regret the moment that I let you go
Our quarrel was such a way of learnin’ so much
I know now that I love you 'cause I need your touch, hey, hey
All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio what’s new?
Radio, someone still loves you!
Radio is a sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the voice of reason
But they don’t give you any choice 'cause they think that it’s treason.
So you had better do as you are told.
You better listen to the radio.
But they said it really loud
They said it on the air, on the radio
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, on the radio
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, on the radio
Ah, don’t you know that everybody is a radio receiver
All you gotta do is listen for the call
Turn your radio on - turn your radio on