The Day America Cried
Composer(s): Jim Peterik - Johnny Van Zant
Performer(s): Jim Peterik; Johnny Van Zant



And now we stand as one
As flags are raised to hail our heroes
And now the healing starts
We join our hearts to remember all who have died
The Day America Cried

In the shadow of the Statue of Liberty
In the torch light of the land of the free
Lies the burning wreckage of our Fathers' dream
And the souls who've paid with their lives
A nation saw evil in September skies
By some faceless coward who'll soon pay the price
For challenging the towers of American pride
The Day America Cried
Why, why, why, oh why

And now we stand as one
As flags are raised to hail our heroes
And now the healing starts
We join our hearts to remember all who have died
The Day America Cried

Now as a calm falls on the skyline
Now as the smoke reveals the sun
Still the fires burn in our memory
This date is etched forever, nine-one-one
At the alter of the chapel of liberty
We light a candle for eternity
And pray that history will never repeat
The Day America Cried

Carla
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell



À
Huit heures
Je quitte ma demeure
Sans
Penser
Moi je pars travailler
Le
Bureau
S'emplit de dactylos
Je
Suis là
Mais mon cœur n'y est pas
Et je commence à rêver
Perdu dans mes pensées
Je suis parti retrouver
Carla ma bien-aimée
Car mon obsession
Liée à son nom
M'oblige à penser
À elle, à l'aimer
Carla est son nom
Et il correspond
À l'amour entier
Que je veux trouver
Que je veux trouver

Ouh, Carla
Il faut que je te vois
Hum, Carla
Toi, tu me comprendras
Oh
Carla
Oh, pardon, oui, oui je suis là
Vous
Disiez chef?
Oui, les dossiers sont classés
Votre cigare sent mauvais
Votre allure me déplaît
Et laissez moi retrouver
Carla ma bien-aimée
Oh
Car mon obsession
Liée à son nom
M'oblige à penser
À elle, à l'aimer
Carla est son nom
Et il correspond
À l'amour entier
Que je veux trouver
Que je veux trouver
Que je veux trouver
Que je veux trouver
Que je veux trouver
Que je veux trouver
Que je veux trouver

Five Foot Two, Eyes Of Blue
Composer(s): Percy Wenrich; Jack Mahoney;
Ray Henderson; Samuel M. Lewis; Joseph Widow Young
Performer(s): Tommy & Jimmy Dorsey & Red Nichols;
and various other artists



Five foot two, eyes of blue
But oh, what those five foot could do
Has anybody seen my girl?
Turned up nose, turned down hose
All dressed up in fancy clothes
Has anybody seen my girl?
Now if you run into a five foot two
Covered in fur
Diamond rings and all those things
Bet-cha life it isn't her
But could she love, could she woo?
Could she, could she, could she coo?
Has anybody seen my girl?

Five foot two, eyes of blue
But oh, what those five foot could do
Has anybody seen my girl?
Turned up nose, turned down hose
All dressed up in fancy clothes
Has anybody seen my girl?
Now if you run into a five foot two
Covered in fur
Diamond rings and all those things
Bet-cha life it isn't her
But could she love, could she woo?
Could she, could she, could she coo?
Has anybody seen my...
Has anybody seen my...
Has anybody seen my girl?

The Day After Forever
Composer(s): Jimmy Van Heusen - Johnny Burke
Performer(s): Bing Crosby 
and multiple other artists



Where you are there I'll be
Near or far there I'll be
From now on anything you do
There I'll be with you

All day tomorrow
I'll be whispering your name
And the day after forever
I know I'll do the same

Maytime or winter
I won't let you out of sight
And the day after forever
We'll talk about tonight

Your laughter is a melody
That I'll remember long
It plays upon my heartstrings
It's my fav'rite song

All through a lifetime
I'll be loving you and then
On the day after forever
I'll just begin again

All day tomorrow
I'll be whispering your name
And the day after forever
I know I'll do the same

Maytime or winter
I won't let you out of sight
And the day after forever
We'll talk about tonight

Your laughter is a melody
That I'll remember long
It plays upon my heartstrings
It's my fav'rite song

All through a lifetime
I'll be loving you and then
On the day after forever
I'll just begin again

Carito
Composer(s): León Gieco - Antonio Tarrago Ros
Performer(s): León Gieco; Pablo Milanés



Sentado solo en un banco en la ciudad 
con tu mirada recordando el litoral 
tu suerte quiso estar partida 
mitad verdad mitad mentira 
como esperanza de los pobres prometida 
 
Andando solo bajo la llovizna gris 
fingiendo duro que tu vida fue de aqui 
por que cambiaste un mar de gente 
por donde gobierna la flor 
mira que el rio nunca regalo el color 

Carito suelta tu pena 
se haga diamante tu lagrima 
entre mis cuerdas 
Carito suelta tu piedra 
para volar como el zorzal 
en primavera 

Armonica

En Bs.As. los zapatos son modernos 
pero no lucen como en la plaza de un pueblo 
deja que tu luz chiquitita le hable en secreto a la cancion 
para que te ilumine un poco mas el sol 

Cualquier semilla cuando es planta quiere ver 
la misma estrella de aquel atardecer 
Que la salvo del pico agudo refugiandola al oscuro 
de la gaviota arrasadora de los surcos 

Carito yo soy tu amigo 
me ofrezco arbol 
para tu nido 
Carito suelta tu canto 
que el abanico en mi acordeon 
lo esta esperando

Five Feet High And Rising
Composer(s): Johnny Cash
Performer(s): Johnny Cash; Jason Edwards; 
Ruby Jane; Stars at Studio 99



My mama always taught me that good things come from adversity
if we put our faith in the Lord
We couldn't see much good in the flood waters when they
were causing us to have to leave home
But when the water went down
we found that it had washed a load of rich black bottom dirt across our land
The following year we had the best cotton crop we'd ever had

I remember hearing

How high's the water, mama?
Two feet high and risin'
How high's the water, papa?
Two feet high and risin'

We can make it to the road in a homemade boat
That's the only thing we got left that'll float
It's already over all the wheat and the oats
Two feet high and risin'

How high's the water, mama?
Three feet high and risin'
How high's the water, papa?
Three feet high and risin'

Well, the hives are gone
I've lost my bees
The chickens are sleepin'
In the willow trees
Cow's in water up past her knees
Three feet high and risin'

How high's the water, mama?
Four feet high and risin'
How high's the water, papa?
Four feet high and risin'

Hey, come look through the window pane
The bus is comin', gonna take us to the train
Looks like we'll be blessed with a little more rain
4 feet high and risin'

How high's the water, mama?
Five feet high and risin'
How high's the water, papa?
Five feet high and risin'

Well, the rails are washed out north of town
We gotta head for higher ground
We can't come back till the water comes down
Five feet high and risin'

Well, it's five feet high and risin'

The Darktown Poker Club
Composer(s): Bert Williams - William Vodery
Performer(s): Phil Harris; Bert Williams



Bill Jackson was a poor old dub
Who joined the Darktown Poker Club
But cursed the day he told them he would join
His money used to go like it had wings
If he held queens, someone had kings
And each night he would contribute all his coin
Then he said I’m gonna play ‘em tight tonight
He said there’ll be no bobtail flushes make me bite
‘Cause when I gets in them my hands will be a peach
And he played them tight but lost his pile
And Bill got peevish after a while
So he rose, looked all around, and made this speech

He said you all see this brand new razor
I had it sharpened just today
Now I’m coming in there with my rules
That you must follow when you play
Now keep your big bony hands on the table
While you dealing, please
And don’t be slippin’ them aces down there
Er, in between your knees
And don’t be makin’ all them funny signs
Like you tryin’ to tip off your hand
Just talk in American, boy, American
So’s I can understand
And don’t be dealin’ off the bottom
Because ooh that’s rough
Take five, five, then stop, that’s enough
Now when you bet put up the chips
Because I don’t like it when you shy
Then if you get busted go on out and get some
I’m gonna be here by and by

Pass them cards for me to shuffle
Every time before you deals
Then if anything’s wrong, I must see
‘Cause I mean, you always ain’t no, er
Keep playin’ that game according to Mr. Hoyle
You all play this game accordin’ to me

Now sittin’ right there in that there clan
There chanced to be a one-eyed man
And Bill kept watchin’ him out the corner of his eye
When ole one-eye would deal and then
Would cost that Bill another five or ten
Bill got up again, looked all around him with a sigh
He said, Lord, this is an awful shame
He said, There someone cheatin’ in this ‘ere game
He said, o’ course, er,
It ain’t gonna do for me to name the guy
So I’ll refrain from mentioning the party’s name
If I catch him cheatin’ just once again
I’m gonna take my fist and close that other eye

Now you see this brand new razor
I had it sharpened just today
I’m comin’ in there with my own rules
That you must follow when you play
Hey kid, keep your hands up there
While you’re givin’ them out, please
Stop puttin’ them wildies
Down there ‘tween your knees
Stop makin’ all them funny signs
Like you’re tryin’ to tip off your hand
Keep talkin’ in American, big AAA
That’s what I can understand
And don’t be getting’ them off the bottom
Because I keep tryin’ to tell you it’s rough
This an army game, five, five, halt, that’s enough
Now when you bet let me see the reds and blues
‘Cause I don’t like it when you shy
Then if you run out of gas, go get pumped up
I’m gonna be here by and by

Pass them pasteboards for me to shuffle
Every time before you deal, let me ripple
Anything wrong, I wanna see
I mean, you always ain’t gonna keep playin’ the game now
According to that Mr. Hoyle
You all gonna play this game according to me
Henry, if you break the seal on that new deck of bicycles
We’ll go on from there, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

Cariño Del Cariño
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez; Lola Beltrán



Adoración mi vida
te fui queriendo
con toda el alma
muchacha consentida
tú eres la causa
de que yo valga

Cuando me estás besando
me vuelves otro con tu cariño
pero cuando me dejas
me voy llorando como si fuera niño

Cuando en tus ojos verdes
me estoy mirando
me vuelvo loco
y me voy enredando
entre tu pelo negro
poquito a poco

Adoración mi vida
muchacha consentida
cariño del cariño
desde que tú me quieres
se me llenó de rosas
mi desierto camino

Five Easy Pisseuses
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg



De mes cinq petites pisseuses j'ai préféré la six
Ouais pour toi Samantha j'ai balancé mes cinq ex
Tes petites socks
Me mettent en erex
Elles sont si sex-
Y de mes cinq petites pisseuses j'ai préféré la six
Un dancing avec des synthés où suintait un sax
Tes petites socks
Me mettent en erex
J'sens ça si sex

De mes cinq petites pisseuses j'ai préféré la six
C'était la plus noire de peau, de loin la plus lascive
Ses petites socks blanches
Me mettent en erex
Jusqu'à l'intox
De mes cinq petites pisseuses j'ai préféré la six
Premier contact, dans son dos mon ongle dessine un x
Ses petites socks
Me mettent en erex
J'oublie mes ex

De mes cinq petites pisseuses j'ai préféré la six
Je sais pourtant que Samantha a des délires annexes
Ses petites socks
Me mettent en erex
Elle me suck
De mes cinq petites pisseuses j'ai préféré la six
J'les avais limées limées limite jusqu'à l'intox
Ses petites socks
Me mettent en erex
Et je la fuck

The Dangling Conversation
Composer(s): Paul Simon
First release by: Simon and Garfunkel - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



It's a still life water color
Of a now late afternoon
As the sun shines through the curtained lace
And shadows wash the room
And we sit and drink our coffee
Couched in our indifference
Like shells upon the shore
You can hear the ocean roar
In the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs
Are the borders of our lives

And you read your Emily Dickinson
And I my Robert Frost
And we note our place with bookmarkers
That measure what we've lost
Like a poem poorly written
We are verses out of rhythm
Couplets out of rhyme
In syncopated time
Lost in the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs
Are the borders of our lives

Yes, we speak of things that matter
With words that must be said
"Can analysis be worthwhile?"
"Is the theater really dead?"
And how the room is softly faded
And I only kiss your shadow
I cannot feel your hand
You're a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs
In the borders of our lives

Cariño De Siempre
Composer(s): Gilberto Saucillo
Performer(s): Javier Solís



Cariño de siempre te ofrezco sincero
hoy que quiso el cielo darme la fortuna de volverte a ver
El tiempo ha pasado y yo soy el mismo
vivo enamorado del dulce recuerdo de tu querer

Nunca habrá reproches que empañen la dicha
la dicha sublime de sentirte mía por segunda vez
Cariño de siempre hoy vengo a pedirte
y con toda el alma cariño de siempre espero de ti

Nunca habrá reproches que empañen la dicha
la dicha sublime de sentirte mía por segunda vez
Cariño de siempre hoy vengo a pedirte
y con toda el alma cariño de siempre espero de ti

Five Days, Five Days
Composer(s): Freddy Franks;
Jack Rhodes; Billy Willey
Performer(s): Gene Vincent;
Robert Gordon; Jimmy Johnson



(One day, two days, three, four, five)
A-that's how long that she's been gone
And that's how long I've cried
Five days, five days
Since you walked out the door
Won't you please come home
I couldn't stand five more

Well the first day after she left me
I laughed and told my friends
That she'd be back before
The sun is settin' low again
Five days, five days
Since you walked out the door
Won't you please come home
I couldn't stand five more

Well, the second day after she left me
I started to have my doubts
I wondered if she was comin' back
or Really had checked out
Five days, five days
Since you walked out the door
Won't you please come home
I couldn't stand five more 
(One, two, three, four, five days more)

Well, the third day after she left me
I started to watch the door
Before the day was over
I began to walk the floor
Five days, five days
Since you walked out the door
Won't you please come home
I couldn't stand five more 

Well the fourth day after she left me
I really began to sweat
She should have been back days ago
But she ain't got back yet
Five days, five days
Since you walked out the door
Won't you please come home
I couldn't stand five more
(One, two, three, four, five days more)

The Dance At The Gym  
Composer(s): Leonard Bernstein - Stephen Sondheim
Performer(s): The Jets; Johnny Mathis



The Gym - 10:00 p.m.
(By the time the mambo music starts the Jets and sharks are each on their own side of the hall 
At the climax of the dance, Tony and Bernardo's sister, Maria, see one another
as a delicate cha-cha-cha, they slowly walk forward to meet each other)

Meeting Scene                                                       

Tony: You're not thinking I'm someone else?

Maria: I know you are not

Tony: Or that we have met before?                                  

Maria: I know we have not

Tony: I felt I knew something-never-before was going to happen, had to happen 
But this is...                         
                                            
Maria (interrupting): My hands are so cold 
(He takes them in his) 
Yours too
(He moves her hands to his face) 
So warm 
(She moves his hands to her face)

Tony: Yours, too...                                                  

Maria: But of course 
They are the same

Tony: It's so much to believe 
You're not joking me?

Maria: I have not yet learned how to joke that way 
I think how I never will

Jump
(Bernardo is upon them in an icy rage 
Chino, whom Bernardo has brought Maria from Puerto Rico to marry, takes her home 
Riff wants Bernardo for "War Council" 
they agree to meet in hall an hour at Doc's drugstore)

Caribbean Queen (No More Love On The Run)
Composer(s): Billy Ocean - Keith Diamond
First release by: Billy Ocean - 1984
Covered by multiple other artists



She dashed by me in painted on jeans
And all heads turned 'cause she was the dream
In the blink of an eye I knew her number and her name yeah
Ah she said I was the tiger she wanted to tame

Caribbean queen
Now we're sharing the same dream
And our hearts they beat as one
No more love on the run

I lose my cool when she steps in the room
And I get so excited just from her perfume
Electric eyes that you can't ignore
And passion burns you like never before

I was in search of a good time
Just running my game
Love was the furthest
Furthest from my mind

Caribbean queen
Now we're sharing the same dream
And our hearts they beat as one
No more love on the run

Caribbean queen
Now we're sharing the same dream
And our hearts they beat as one
No more love on the run

Caribbean queen
Now we're sharing the same dream
And our hearts they beat as one
No more love on the run

Fit As A Fiddle
Composer(s): Al Hoffman;
Al Goodhart; Arthur Freed
Performer(s): Gene Kelly;
and various other artists



Fit as a fiddle, and ready for love
I can jump over the moon up above
fit as a fiddle, and ready for love

Haven't a worry, haven't a care
I feel like a feather just floating on air
Fit as a fiddle and ready for love

Soon the church bells will be ringing
And we'll march with Ma and Pa
How the church bells will be ringing
With a hey nonny, nonny and a ha cha, cha! 

Hi diddle, diddle, my baby's okay 
Ask me a riddle and what does she say? 
Fit as a fiddle and ready for love!

The Damned
Composer(s): Rod Swenson
Performer(s): Plasmatics; The Coup de Grace



Black visions from the satellite sky 
deaf ears hear not their cries 
fat jackals howl at the moon 
flies buzzing playing death's tune 
night ends but the sun it don't rise 
tombs open and the dead they will rise 
black market buys your soul real cheap 
no escaping what you sow you will reap 
prisoners of the damned 
find another land 
planet of the lost 
land of fire and frost 
prisoners of the dead 
fear the unknown dread 
tidal waves at sea 
set the serpents free 
coup d'état on a global scale 
opposition locked up in jail 
domination the goons are the boss 
human race nailed to a cross

Caribbean
Composer(s): Mitchell Torok
Performer(s): Mitchell Torok
and multiple other artists



Oh, have you ever been down to Haiti
When the summer sun was sinkin' low
There's nothin' but romance just everwhere you glance
And the native hearts are all aglow
But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene
They all stare like a statue out of stone
And when they realize what's before their eyes
The other girls are left all alone

Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm
But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms

Up in a tree so high, way up in the sky
Sits a wide eyed monkey on a limb
He wonders why the people go to so much trouble
Just to try and be like him
He doesn't understand that it's a lady's hand
That makes a heart feel so sublime
But before too long he starts to sing the song
And then he gets in the Conga line

Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm
But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms

Columbus searched for spices
But he missed the nicest part of the Caribbean
He didn't see the charms and the open arms
It was the gold that he was seein'
But I'm glad he missed the sweetest thing I've kissed
'Cause we're on our honeymoon
I'm so sorry Chris to talk about you like this
But you were five hundred years too soon

Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm
But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms

Fist City
Composer(s): Loretta Lynn
Performer(s): Loretta Lynn;
and various other artists



You've been makin' your brags around town 
that you've been a lovin' with my man
But the man I love when he picks up trash 
he puts it in a garbage can
And that's what you look like to me 
and what I see is a pity
You'd better close your face 
and stay out of my way
If you don't wanta go to Fist City

If you don't wanna go to Fist City 
you'd better detour round my town
'Cause I'll grab you by the hair of the head 
and I'll lift you off of the ground
I'm not a sayin' my baby is a saint 
'Cause he ain't
And that he won't cat around with a kitty
I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man 
if you don't wanna go to Fist City

Come on and tell me what you told my friends 
if you think you're brave enough 
And I'll show you what a real woman is 
since you think you're hot stuff
You'll bite off more than you can chew 
if you get too cute or witty 
You better move your feet if you don't wanna eat 
a meal that's called Fist City

If you don't wanna go to Fist City
you'd better detour round my town
'Cause I'll grab you by the hair of the head 
and I'll lift you off of the ground
I'm not a sayin' my baby is a saint 
'Cause he ain't
And that he won't cat around with a kitty
I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man 
if you don't wanna go to Fist City

I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man 
you don't wanna go to Fist City

The Damage Is Done
Composer(s): Lou Gramm - Mick Jones
Performer(s): Foreigner



Is there a reason
For things that you say?
The way you're treating me
All the games I won't play
Well it's too late, no longer one
Don't want you, the damage is done

Will you miss me
When I leave you behind?
Will you tell your friends
I treated you unkind?
Well it's over now, and I'm on the run
I don't want you, the damage is done

There have been rumors
That my sense of humor is lacking in some ways
To me that's no reason, it's tantamount to treason
See what the judge has to say
You need to find someone half as blind
As I am to your games
And maybe you'll find out what it's all about
And it can drive you insane

Ooh the damage is done
And now I feel it's too late
The damage is done
It's over
Now I'm on the run
And baby you and I know
The damage is done

I feel it's too late
The damage is done

Cargo Culte
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Jane Birkin



Je sais moi des sorciers qui invoquent les jets
Dans la jungle de Nouvelle-Guinée
Ils scrutent le zénith convoitant les guinées
Que leur rapporterait le pillage du fret
Sur la mer de corail au passage de cet
Appareil ces créatures non dénuées
De raison ces papous attendent des nuées
L'avarie du Viscount et celle du Comet
Et comme leur totem n'a jamais pu abattre
À leurs pieds ni Bœing ni même D.C. quatre
Ils rêvent de hijacks et d'accidents d'oiseaux
Ces naufrageurs naïfs armés de sarbacanes
Qui sacrifient ainsi au culte du cargo
En soufflant vers l'azur et les aéroplanes
Où es-tu Melody et ton corps disloqué
Hante-t-il l'archipel que peuplent les sirènes
Ou bien accrochés au cargo dont la sirène
D'alarme s'est tue, es-tu restée
Au hasard des courants as-tu déjà touché
Ces lumineux coraux des côtes guinéennes
Où s'agitent en vain ces sorciers indigènes
Qui espèrent encore des avions brisés
N'ayant plus rien à perdre ni Dieu en qui croire
Afin qu'ils me rendent mes amours dérisoires
Moi, comme eux, j'ai prié les cargos de la nuit
Et je garde cette espérance d'un désastre
Aérien qui me ramènerait Melody
Mineure détournée de l'attraction des astres
"Tu t'appelles comment?
Melody
Melody comment?
Melody Nelson"