I wish somebody told me that
Your heart is a weapon
It cuts like a sword
Your heart is a weapon
Can’t take it anymore
Change your direction
Stop banging on my door
So long to this wretched form
Them gray eyes on the subway
Long before you were born
You were always to be a dagger floating
Straight to their heart
Now you citizens of Boston,
Don’t you think it’s a scandal
That the people have to pay and pay
Vote for Walter A. O’Brien
Fight the fare increase!
And fight the fare increase
Vote for George O’Brien!
Get poor Charlie off the MTA.
Now the first of December was covered with snow
and so was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
Though the Berkshires seemed dreamlike on account of that frosting
with ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go
There’s a song that they sing when they take to the highway
a song that they sing when they take to the sea
a song that they sing of their home in the sky, maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
but singing works just fine for me
Well, another day, another dollar
After I’ve sang and hollered
Oh, it’s my way of living, and I can’t change a thing
Another town is drawing near
Oh baby, I wish you were here
But the only way I can see you, darlin’, is in my dreams
It’s a highway song
You sing it on and on
On and on
Hey rambling boy, why don’t you settle down?
LA can’t be your kind of town.
There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me.
I’m the #1 fan of a man from Tennessee.
And with dust in throat I crave
Only knowledge will I save
To the game you stay a slave
Rover, wanderer
Nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will
But I’ll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
And I’ll redefine anywhere
I can go any way, way I choose
I can live anyhow, win or lose
I can go anywhere, for something new
Anyway, anyhow, anywhere I choose
You can go your own way
Go your own way
You can call it
Another lonely day
You can go your own way
Go your own way
Where are you going
With your long face
Pullin’ down
Don’t hide away,
Like an ocean
That you can’t see
And her hallway…
Like the waves…
Like the sea…
Like the waves…
Waves…
Like the…
Like the waves…
Flood…
Waves…
Like the sea…
Catch a wave and you’re sitting
On top of the world
Don’t be afraid to try the greatest sport around
Everybody tries it once
Those who don’t just have to put it down
You paddle out turn around and raise
And baby that’s all there is
To the coastline craze
You gotta catch a wave and you’re sittin’
On top of the world
But a world without end
Where no souls can descend
There will be no summertime
How lost life’s been
Afraid of waking up
So afraid to take the dream
Take the dream
Drowning in waters of reality
Tell me what is reality
Tell me
Tell me thoughts of God
Do dreams fall from God
Tell me what dreams may come
It doesn’t hurt me.
Do you want to feel how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesn’t hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal that I’m making?
You, it’s you and me
And if I only could, I’d make a deal with God
And I’d get him to swap our places
Be running up that road, be running up that hill
Be running up that building
If I only could, oh…
Jesus, we needed you here on Broadway.
Business wasn´t so good till you came through.
Cecil DeMille made a bundle with you,
But he never knew that you could boogaloo.
Now let me tell you what we´re gonna do for you,
We´ll put you on a T-shirt!
Jesus, you´re a very hot ticket on Broadway.
Told us you´d be back, but what do you know?
A-wop bop a loo-bop, a-wop bam boom!
All you ever needed was a couple good tunes!
Jesus, I bet your Daddy´s proud of you now!
Early morning Manhattan
Ocean winds blow on the land
The Movie-Palace is now undone
The all-night watchmen have had their fun
Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show
It’s the same old ending-time to go: Get out!
It seems they cannot leave their dream
There’s something moving in the sidewalk steam
And the lamb lies down on Broadway
Don’t bring a frown to old Broadway
You’ve got to clown on Broadway
Your troubles there are out of style
For Broadway always wears a smile
Put on your yarmulke, here comes Chanukah
So much fun-ukah to celebrate Chanukah
Chanukkah is the Festival of Lights,
Instead of one day of presents, we have eight crazy nights.
When you feel like the only kid in town without a Christmas tree,
Here’s a list of Broadway people who are Jewish, just like you and me.
Mandy Patinpkin lights the menorah.
While Joel Grey and Stephen Scwartz sit and read the Torah.
It’s hard to be a Jew on Christmas
My Friends won’t let me join in any games
And I can’t sing Christmas songs
Or decorate a Christmas tree
Just last year when I was only seven
Now I’m almost eight, as you can see
You came home a quarter past eleven
And fell down underneath our Christmas tree
Please Daddy don’t get drunk this Christmas
I don’t want to see my Momma cry
Please Daddy don’t get drunk this Christmas
I don’t want to see my Momma cry