The Bed's Too Big Without You
((Spanish Version: La Cama Es Muy Grande Sin Ti (Plastilina Mosh) - 1998))
Composer(s): Sting
First release by: The Police - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists



Bed's too big without you
Cold wind blows right through my open door
I can't sleep with your memory
Dreaming dreams of what used to be
When she left I was cold inside
That look on my face was just pride
No regrets, no love, no tears
Living on my own was the least of my fears

Bed's too big without you
The bed's too big without you
The bed's too big without you

Since that day when you'd gone
Just had to carry on
I get through the day, but late at night
Made love to my pillow, but it didn't feel right

Every day just the same
Old rules for the same old game
All I gained was heartache
All I made was one mistake
Now the bed's too big without you
The bed's too big without you
The bed's too big without you

Can You Hear The Music
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones



Can you hear the music, can you hear the music? 
Can you feel the magic hangin' in the air? 
Can you feel the magic? Oh, yeah 

Love is a mystery I can't demystify, oh, no 
Sometimes I wonder why we're here 
But I don't care, I don't care 

Can you hear the music, can you hear the music? 
Can you feel the magic dancin' in the air? 
Can you feel the magic? Oh, yeah 

Love is a mystery I can't demystify, oh, no 
Sometimes I I'm dancin' on air 
But I get scared, I get scared 

When I hear the drummer, get me in the groove 
When I hear the guitar, makes me wanna move 
Can you feel the magic, floatin' in the air? 
Can you feel the magic? Oh, yeah 

Sometimes you're feelin' you've been pushed around 
And your rainbow just ain't here 
Don't you fear, don't you fear 

When you hear the music trouble disappear 
When you hear the music ringin' in your ears 
Can you feel the magic floatin' in the air? 
Can you hear the magic? Oh, yeah, yeah 

When you hear the music ringin' in my ear 
Can you hear the music? Oh, yeah 
Can you hear the drummer? Gets you in the groove 
Can you hear the guitar? Make you wanna move? Yeah 

Can you hear the music? Oh, yeah 
Can you hear the music ringin' in my ear? 
Can you hear the music, can you hear the music?

Father To Son
Composer(s): Brian May
Performer(s): Queen



A word in your ear
From father to son
Hear the word that I say
I fought with you
Fought on your side
Long before you were born
Joyful the sound
The word goes around
From father to son to son

And the voice is so clear
Time after time it keeps
Calling you, calling you on
Don't destroy what you see
Your country to be
Just keep building on the ground
That's been won
Kings will be crowned
The word goes around
From father to son to son

Won't you hear us sing
Our family song
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Now we hand it on
But I've heard it all before
Take this letter that I give you
Take it, sonny, hold it high
You won't understand a word that's in it
But you'll write it all again before you die

A word in your ear
From father to son
Funny you don't hear
A single word that I say
But my letter to you
Will stay by your side
Thru' the years
Till the loneliness is gone

Sing if you will
But the air you breathe
I live to give you
Father to son, father to son
Father to son, father to son
Joyful the sound
Word goes around
Father to son to son
Kings will be crowned
Earth goes around
Father to son to son

Joyful the sound
Word goes around
Father to son to son
Kings will be crowned
Earth goes around
Father to son to son

The Beautiful Day
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse
Performer(s): Tiny Tim



On the beautiful day that I dream about
In a place I would like to be
Is a beautiful place where the sun comes out
And it shines in the sky for me
On this beautiful winter's morning
If my wish could come true somehow
Then the beautiful day that I dream about
Would be here and now
On this beautiful winter's morning
If my wish could come true somehow
Then the beautiful day that I dream about
Would be here and now

Can You Follow?
Composer(s): Pete Brown - Jack Bruce
Performer(s): Jack Bruce; Larry Coryell



Hey can you follow
Now that the trace is fainter
In the sand
Try turning your face to the wall

Can you still read me
Now that the chase is wilder

In your hand
Try losing your place in the sun

All the praises of the dream
Tuned to tongles in the trees
All yesterday's fine chariots
Turned to buses in the street

Can you still hear me
Now that the songs are moving
Into night
Try sleeping with the dancers in your room 

Father O'Blivion
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa;
Bohuslan Big Band; Dweezil Zappa



(Get up on your feet and do the Funky Alfonzo)

Father Vyvian O'Blivion
Resplendent in his frock
Was whipping up the batter
For the pancakes of his flock
He was looking rather bleary
He forgot to watch the clock

But the night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked it

But the night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had slowly storked it
He slowly stroked it

But the night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked his spot
He stroked his spot

It set him off in such a frenzy
He sang "Lock Around the Crock!"

And he topped it off with a ...
And he topped it off with a ...
And he topped it off with a ...

oo ooo ooo
oo ooo ooo
oo ooo ooo

As he stumbled on his ...
He was delighted as it stiffened
And ripped right through his sock

"Oh St. Alfonzo would be proud of me"
He shouted down the block

Domine vobiscum
Et cum spiritu tuo
Don't you eat my sleazy pancakes
Just for Saintly Alphonzo

They're so light and fluffy white
We'll raise a fortune by tonight
They're so light and fluffy white
We'll raise a fortune by tonight
They're so light and fluffy brown
They're the finest in the town
They're so light and fluffy brown
They're the finest in the town

Good morning your highness
oo oo ooo
Good gosh, you're sumptuous
oo oo ooo

Good morning your highness
oo oo ooo
Good gosh, you're sumptuous
oo oo ooo

The Beat Goes On
Composer(s): Sonny Bono
First release by: Sonny & Cher - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Il Beat... Cos'è? (La Ragazza 77)
1970 - Den Snurrar Runt (Sylvia Vrethammar)



The beat goes on, the beat goes on 
Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brain 
La da, da, da di, la da, da, da, da 
Mm, Charlton was once the rage, uh-huh 
History has turned a page, uh-huh 
The miniskirt's the current thing, uh-huh 
Teenybopper is our new-born king 

The grocery store does super mart, uh-huh 
Little girls still break their hearts, uh-huh 
And men still keep on marching off to war 
Let the Green Bay keep their baseball score 
And the beat goes on, the beat goes on 

Grandma's sitting-chair's a reminisce 
Boys keep chasing girls to get a kiss 
The cars keep a-going faster all the time 
Bums still cry, hey buddy, have you got a dime 
And the beat goes on, the beat goes on
And the beat goes on, the beat goes on

Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brain 
La da, da, da, di, la, da, da, da, da 

And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on 
And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on

Can You Find It In Your Heart
Composer(s): Robert Allen - Al Stillman
Performer(s): Tony Bennett



I want your eyes to see my eyes
I want your lips to touch my lips
I want your love to be my love forever more
Can you find it in your heart to forgive me

I was thoughtless heaven knows I acted badly
But the love I once gave to you so gladly
Can you find it in your heart

Can't we make another start, please forgive me
I'm repenting and your arms alone can save me
So if carelessly I lost the love you gave me
Can you find it in your heart

Day and night I want your eyes to see my eyes
I want your lips to touch my lips
I want your love to be my love forever more
And never never more to part

Must you tell me that it's over, think it over
Though I once betrayed your love, forgive the treason
And my darling if your mind can't find the reason
Can you find it in your heart

Must you tell me that it's over, think it over
Though I once betrayed your love, forgive the treason
And my darling if your mind can't find the reason
Can you find it in your heart

Can you find it in your heart 

Father And Son
Composer(s): Cat Stevens
Performer(s): Cat Stevens



Father 
It's not time to make a change 
Just relax, take it easy
You're still young, that's your fault
There's so much you have to know
Find a girl, settle down
If you want you can marry
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy

I was once like you are now, and I know that it's not easy
To be calm when you've found something going on
But take your time, think a lot
Why, think of everything you've got
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not

Son 
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again
It's always been the same, same old story
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away 
I know I have to go

Father 
It's not time to make a change
Just sit down, take it slowly 
You're still young, that's your fault
There's so much you have to go through
Find a girl, settle down
if you want you can marry
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy

Son 
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside
It's hard, but it's harder to ignore it
If they were right, I'd agree, but it's them you know not me
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away
I know I have to go

The Bay Of Biscay
(Traditional)



Loud roars the dreadful thunder
The rain a deluge show'rs
The clouds are rent asunder
By lightning's vivid pow'rs
The night was drear and dark
Our poor devoted bark
Till next day, there she lay
In the Bay of Biscay, O!

Now dash'd upon the billow
Her op'ning timbers creak
Each fears a wat'ry pillow
None stop the dreadful leak
To cling to slipp'ry shrouds
Each breathless seaman crowds
As she lay, till next day
In the Bay of Biscay, O!

At length the wished for tomorrow
Breaks thro' the hazy sky
Absorb'd in silent sorrow
Each heaves a bitter sigh
The dismal wreck to view
Strikes horror to the crew
As she lay, on that day
In the Bay of Biscay, O!

Her yielding timbers sever
Her pitchy seams are rent
When heav'n, all bounteous ever
Its boundless mercy sent
A sail in sight appears
We hail her with three cheer!
Now we sail, with the gale
From the Bay of Biscay, O!

Can You Feel What I'm Saying
Composer(s): Minnie Riperton - Richard Rudolph - Leon Ware
Performer(s): Minnie Riperton



First we learn how to care
Magical dreams, midnight summer air
Wouldn’t it be nice to find that some... warm... to share
What I care
Maybe someone to love for a lifetime

Oooh, I have love supreme
Mystical movements making me flow free
Slippin’ in between the stars we find that shine all the time
Now they’re yours
Now they’re mine
Now there’s someone to love for a life time

Ohh, can you feel what I’m saying
Touching you... touching... touching me
Can you feel what I’m saying
Touching you... touching... touching me 

Father & Son
Performer(s): James Griffin



When I was a child
I was free runnin wild
And my mother said
Look what your father's done
You will not obey 
Won't do nothin' I say
Then she shook her head
I was my father's son

Father and son
We were a lot like each other
Father and son
You know the blood is thicker than water

Night after night
My parents would tight
Till my mother said
Hush up you'll wake the kid
And then came the day when he just went away
And I sat and I cried
And wondered why he did

Father and son
We couldn't be together 
Father and son
You know the blood is thicker than water

----- years later 
But as I go wanderin' on
I still believe he'll come along
And we could talk as if nothin' were wrong
Of things that we done
Only to talk to him father to son

The Battle Of New Orleans ((aka The Battle Of Kookamonga (Homer & Jethro))
((Adapted from: The 8th Of January (Traditional))
Composer(s): Jimmie Driftwood
First release by: Jimmie Driftwood - 1958/1959
and multiple other artists



In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans

We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

We looked down the river and we seed the British come
And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing

We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes
We held our fire till we seed their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave 'em...
Well... we...

... fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannonballs 'n' powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind

We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Hut, hut, three, four
Sound off, three, four
Hut, hut, three, four
Sound off, three, four
Hut, hut, three, four

Can You Feel The Love Tonight?
Composer(s): Elton John - Tim Rice
First release by: Joseph Williams & Sally Dworsky - 1994
Covered by multiple other artists



There's a calm surrender to the rush of day
When the heat of a rolling wind can be turned away
An enchanted moment, and it sees me through
It's enough for this restless warrior just to be with you
And can you feel the love tonight
It is where we are

It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer
That we got this far
And can you feel the love tonight
How it's laid to rest
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds
Believe the very best
There's a time for everyone if they only learn
That the twisting kaleidoscope moves us all in turn
There's a rhyme and reason to the wild outdoors
When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours 

Father And Daughter
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Paul Simon; Bobby Osborne



If you leap awake
In the mirror of a bad dream
And for a fraction of a second
You can't remember where you are
Just open your window
And follow your memory upstream
To the meadow in the mountain
Where we counted every falling star

I believe the light that shines on you
Will shine on you forever
And though I can't guarantee
There's nothing scary hiding under your bed
I’m gonna stand guard
Like a postcard of a Golden Retriever
And never leave till I leave you
With a sweet dream in your head

I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you

Trust your intuition
It's just like going fishing
You cast your line
And hope you'll get a bite
But you don't need to waste your time
Worrying about the market place
Try to help the human race
Struggling to survive its harshest night

I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you

I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you

Christmasville U.S.A.
Composer(s): Abrams - Medley
Performer(s): Jimmy Charles



It's a hap-hap-happy time to be in my town
It's a hap-hap-happy time to be in your town
It's a snow-filled, mistletoe-filled holiday
That's Christmasville U.S.A.

There are jing-jing-jingle bells that ring on my street
There are jing-jing-jingle bells that ring on your street
Their's a joy-filled, toy-filled Santa on his way
That's Christmasville U.S.A.

It's a place where girls and boys are in their glory
And it tells each year that old familiar story

Of a very merry Yuletide here in my town
And a very merry Yuletide there in your town
So, by golly-gee, be good, be glad, be gay
That's Christmasville
That's Christmasville
That's Christmasville U.S.A.

Can You Do It
Composer(s): Vic Malcolm
Performer(s): Geordie



Can you do it, can you do it
Do it like you did last night
Can you do it, can you do it
Do it like you did last night
Oh oh, sure felt awright
Oh oh, sure felt awright

Can you hold me, can you hold me
Hold me like you did last night
An' can you love me, can you love me
Love me cuz it sure felt right
Oh oh, sure felt awright
Oh oh, sure felt nice

So cum on, cum on, cum on, cum on, keep grooving
Cum on, cum on, cum on, cum on, keep grooving

Can you do it, can you do it
Do it like you did last night
Can you squeeze me, can you tease me
Oh yeah, sure felt nice
Oh oh, sure felt awright
Oh oh, sure felt awright

So cum on, cum on, cum on, cum on, keep grooving
Cum on, cum on, cum on, cum on, keep grooving

Can you do it, can you do it
Do it like you did last night
Can you love me, can you love me
Love me, it sure felt awright
Oh oh, sure felt awright
Oh oh, sure felt awright

Oh yeah, last night
Yeah, you did last night

Fate Of A Fool
Composer(s): J.J. Cale
Performer(s): J.J. Cale



Spending my life in a cold hard bar-room
Drinking that long black whisky down
I play the guitar, for me it's a living
Well, I know, just a hanging-around
Dancing girls, oh, they drive me crazy
All they want is a fancy name
Don't you know is I might not make it
That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man
Yeah, been down to the palace of pleasure
Honky-tonk, where I come from
Smoke's so thick I can't imagine
Wine flows fast by the rule of a gun
One of these mornings it'll come up Sunday
I won't have a good time again
That time ain't now, it's a whole new dream
That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man
One more night, one more dollar
One more song, can you do it again
I don't know, I may not make it
That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man
That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man

The Battle Of Kookamonga
((Adapted from: The 8th Of January (Traditional); The Battle Of New Orleans (Jimmie Driftwood) - 1958/1959))
Composer(s): Jimmie Driftwood
Performer(s): Homer & Jethro



In 1959 we took a little hike
With our scout master down to Lake Oneeganite
We took a little pizza and we took some saurkrauts
And we marched along together till we heard The Girl Scouts

We're the boys from Camp Kookamonga!
Our mothers sent us here for to study nature's ways
We learned to make sparks by rubbing sticks together
But if we catch the girls then we'll set the woods ablaze!
(And I was mad because me mother sent me up here! Ha-ha-ha!)

Well we crept up to the water and we see the girls a-swimmin'
There musta been 100 of them pretty young women!
They looked so fine even birds forgot to sing!
We lay down in the poison oak and didn't say a thing

We're the boys from Camp Kookamonga!
Our mothers sent us here for to study nature's ways
We learned to make sparks by rubbing sticks together
But if we catch the girls then we'll set the woods ablaze!
(And I was mad because me mother sent me up here! Ha-ha-ha!)

(Hey, will one of you fellas scratch my back?)

Well our counselor said we could take them by surprise
If we didn't say a word till we looked them in the eyes
We kept real still and we had our eyes aglued!
We saw how they were dressed they were swimming in the... wellll now!

We're the boys from Camp Kookamonga!
Our mothers sent us here for to study nature's ways
We learned to make sparks by rubbing sticks together
But if we catch the girls then we'll set the woods ablaze!
(And I was mad because me mother sent me up here! Ha-ha-ha!)

Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go!
They ran so fast even we couldn't catch them
From Lake Oneeganite all the way to Buffalo!
(Hey, fellers, wait for me!)

Well we ran right after them till everyone was pooped
So we rested for a moment and our forces we regrouped
Then we saw the girls behind some evergreens
Captured by a company of United States Marines!

We're the boys from Camp Kookamonga!
Our mothers sent us here for to study nature's ways
We learned to make sparks by rubbing sticks together
But if we catch the girls then we'll set the woods ablaze!
(And I was mad because me mother sent me up here! Ha-ha-ha!)

(Aww, them big guys get everything!)

Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go!
They ran so fast even we couldn't catch them
From Lake Oneeganite all the way to Buffalo!

A-rootie-toot-toot, a-rootie-toot-toot
A-we are the boys from the Boy Scout troop!
We don't smoke and we don't chew
And we don't go where the girls that do!...

Can We Still Be Friends?
Composer(s): Todd Rundgren
First release by: Todd Rundgren - 1978
Covered by multiple other artists



We can't play this game anymore
But can we still be friends
Things just can't go on like before
But can we still be friends
We had something to learn
Now it's time for the wheel to turn
Grains of sand, one by one
Before you know it, all gone

Let's admit we made a mistake
But can we still be friends
Heartbreak's never easy to take
But can we still be friends
It's so strange, sad affair
Sometimes seems like we just don't care
Don't waste time feeling hurt
We been through hell together

La La La La...

We awoke from our dream
Things are not always what they seem
Memories linger on
It's like a sweet, sad old song