I want to run I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me in silence
I want to reach out and touch the flame
Where the streets have no name
I want to feel, sunlight on my face
See that dust cloud disappear without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name
I have often walked down the street before
But the pavement always
Stayed beneath my feet before
All at once am I
Several stories high
Knowing I’m on the street where you live
Our house in the middle of our street~Our house in the middle of our streetFather wear’s his Sunday best, Mother’s tired she need’s a rest`The kid’s are playing up down stair’s
Come on-a my house my house, I’m gonna give you candy
Come on-a my house, my house, I’m gonna give a you
Apple a plum and apricot-a too eh
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house I’m gonna give a you
Figs and dates and grapes and cakes eh
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house, I’m gonna give you candy
Come on-a my house, my house, I’m gonna give you everything
Look at me, I’m as helpless as a kitten up a tree;
And I feel like I’m clinging to a cloud,
I can’t understand
I get misty, just holding your hand.
Walk my way,
And a thousand violins begin to play,
Or it might be the sound of your hello,
That music I hear,
I get misty, whenever you’re near.
Can’t you see that you’re leading me on?
And it’s just what I want you to do,
Don’t you notice how hopelessly I’m lost
That’s why I’m following you.
Follow me where I go,
What I do, and who I know.
Make it part of you
To be a part of me.
Follow me up and down,
All the way and all around.
Take my hand and say you’ll follow me.
Far from day, far from night,
Out of time, out of sight,
In between earth and sea,
We shall fly; follow me.
Dry the rain, warm the snow;
Where the winds never go
Follow me, follow me, follow me
You don’t know how much I love you
But I love you like the sun
I’d like to put my arms around you
And we could run run run runaway
Let’s run run run runaway
Let’s run run run runaway
I like black and white
Dreaming in black and white
You like black and white
Run Runaway
See chameleon
Lying there in the sun
All things to everyone
Run Runaway
And it’s only a day away
We could leave tonight
You could sleep along the way
Dream in black and white
Back in Metropolis, circuses and elephants
Where the oranges grew
And back in Metropolis nothing can ever topple us
When I’m standing with you
And back in Metropolis talk about a holocaust
And then visit the zoo
And back in Metropolis the weather is ridiculous
What’s it all leading to
Well, I don’t think I can handle this
A cloudy day in Metropolis
I think I’ll talk to my analyst
I got it so bad for this little journalist
It drives me up the wall and through the roof
Lois and Clark in a telephone booth
I think I’m going out of my brain
I got it so bad for little miss Lois Lane
Before the leaves have fallen
Before we lock the doors
There must be the third and last dance
This one will last forever
Metropolis watches and thoughtfully smiles
She’s taken you to your home
It can only take place
When the struggle between our children has ended
Now the Miracle and the Sleeper know that the third is love
Love is the Dance of Eternity
Hungry darkness of living
Who will thirst in the pit? (hooked in metropolis)
She spent a lifetime deciding
How to run from it (addicts of metropolis)
Once fate had a witness
And the years seemed like friends (girlfriends)
Now her child has a dream
But it begins like it ends
Well the place was Elm Street late one night
Looking like a ghost town no one in sight
With a hat like a vagabond standing like a flasher
Mr. Big Time, Fred Krueger, dream crasher
Trying to find a girl to fit his fancy
Not once, not twice but three times, Nancy!
All the people sleeping, snoozing and dreaming
While Krueger’s on the corner of Elm Street scheming
Ha they better wake up and listen to this
Because the blades on Freddy Krueger’s hands don’t miss!
If you go walking in the land between my arms
You will find a graveyard, green little graveyard
Since no light shines there, I’m afraid you’ll come to harm
In the holes you find there, and the ground is cold and hard
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd
His skin was pale and his eye was odd
He shaved the faces of gentlemen
Who never thereafter were heard of again
He trod a path that few have trod
Did Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet Street
He kept a shop in London Town
Of fancy clients and good renown
And what if none of their souls were saved?
They went to their maker impeccably shaved
By Sweeney
By Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet Street
Swing your razor wide, Sweeney!
Hold it to the skies!
Freely flows the blood of those who moralize!