The Game
Composer(s): Ian McCulloch - Les Pattinson - Will Sergeant
First release by: Echo & The Bunnymen - 1987



A sense of duty
was my one intention
and an ugly beauty
was my own invention
Pride a proud refusal
and I refuse
to need your approval
Too many seekers
Too few beacons
But through the fog
we'll keep on beaming

Through the crying hours
of your glitter years
all the living out
of your tinsel tears
and the midnight trains
I never made
'cos I'd already
played... the game

Everybody's
got their own good reason
why their favorite season
is their favorite season
Winter winners
and those summers sons
aren't good for everyone
aren't good for everyone
Spring has sprung
and autumns well done
so well done

And it's a better thing
that we do now
forgetting everything
the whys and hows
While you reminisce
about the things you miss
you won't be ready
to kiss... goodbye

The earth is a world
The world is a ball
A ball in a game
with no rules at all
And just as I wonder
at the beauty of it all
you go and drop it
and it breaks and falls

I'll never understand
why you thought I would
need to be reassured
and be understood
When I always knew
that your bad's my good
and I was ready
ready... to be loved

Born under Mars
With Jupiter rising
Fallen from stars
That lit my horizon

I'll never understand
why you thought I would
need to be reassured
and be understood
When I always knew
that your bad's my good
and I was ready
ready... to be

Through the crying hours
of your glitter years
all the living out
of your tinsel tears
and the midnight trains
I never made
'cos I'd already
played

it's a better thing
that we do now
forgetting everything
the whys and hows
While you reminisce
about the things you miss
you won't be ready
to kiss... goodbye 

Ce Soir
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy - Jean-Pierre Castelain
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



ce soir il y a quel'qu'un
qui m'emmène dîner
pour m'arranger un peu
je vais me faire les yeux
ce soir il y a quel'qu'un
que j'aimerais regarder
écouter de mon mieux
car sans savoir ce qu'il veut
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
je n'oserai rien faire
je n'oserai rien faire
je serai mal à l'aise
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
qu'il me plaise
je serai mal à l'aise
ce soir il y a quel'qu'un
qui m'emmène dîner
pour m'arranger un peu
je vais laver mes cheveux
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
je n'oserai rien faire
je n'oserai rien faire
je serai mal à l'aise
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
qu'il me plaise
je serai mal à l'aise
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
je n'oserai rien faire
je n'oserai rien faire
je serai mal à l'aise
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
qu'il me plaise
j'ai bien peur qu'il me plaise

For The Sake Of Auld Lang Syne
Composer(s): George Graffe; 
Annelu Burns; Ernest R. Ball



The pain will come back tomorrow, but I want to forget tonight
so for old time's sake, won't you still the ache
and bring back love's sunshine so bright?

If mem'ries no longer thrill you, and your heart has forgotten all
then because I care, give me just one share of happiness I can recall

For the sake of "Auld Lang Syne" take me in your arms again 
while my heart pretends we're the same old friends and forgets for awhile its pain
Only kiss me, and I'll remember once again for a moment you're mine 
If once more you'll be what you were to me for the sake of Auld Lang Syne

The Gambler
Composer(s): Don Schlitz
First release by: Don Schlitz - 1978
Covered by multiple other artists



On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
'Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces
And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes
And if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice"

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression
Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done

Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep
'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep"

And when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done

Ce Serait Marrant
Composer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
Performer(s): Nicolas Peyrac



Ce serait marrant d'imaginer
Qu'on ne s'est jamais rencontrés
Que ce jour-là, c'était pas moi, pas moi
Mais cette autre moitié de moi
Un peu l'envers de mon endroit
Celle que je ne vois qu'une fois par mois
Chez toi
 
Ne perds pas la tête
Ajuste bien tes carreaux
Calculons de tête
Y'a une moitié de trop
Ne t'affoles pas, ne hurles pas, ne mollis pas
Si tu n'aimes que moi
Sauras-tu jamais si c'est mon double
Ou bien si c'est moi qui te trouble
Quand sur toi se posent mes doigts, mes doigts
 
Ce serait marrant d'imaginer
Qu'on ne s'est jamais rencontrés
Que ce jour-là, c'était pas moi, pas moi
Mais cette autre moitié de moi
Un peu l'envers de mon endroit
Celle que je ne vois qu'une fois par mois
Chez toi
 
Ce serait trop bête qu'il y ait un quiproquo
Je serais la bête, et toi tu serais l'agneau
Je serais violent, incohérent
Du bout des dents je te dirais vas-t'en
Moi qui t'offrais quelquefois des fleurs
J'aurais à la place du coeur
Une bien étrange noirceur, noirceur
 
Ce serait marrant d'imaginer
Qu'on ne s'est jamais rencontrés
Que ce jour-là, c'était pas moi, pas moi
Que tu pourrais me raconter
Que tu ne m'as jamais aimé
Que tu avais imaginé qu'un jour...
Ce serait marrant d'imaginer
Qu'on aurait pu se rencontrer
Et qu'on aurait bien pu s'aimer d'amour, d'amour

For The Millionth And The Last Time
Composer(s): Roy C. Bennett; Sid Tepper
Performer(s): Elvis Presley



For the millionth and the last time
Darling let me hold you tight
One more kiss and then I promise
I will say my last goodnight

Though your lips are so inviting
And I know I'll wanna stay
Give me one more kiss to dream on
And I'll be on my way

It seems a million or so kisses ago
We said goodnight at your door
I didn't get far 'cause here we are
And I'm still begging for more

Whilst the millionth and the last time
Slowly disappears from sight
For the millionth and the last time
Let me kiss you good-night

It seems a million or so kisses ago
We said goodnight at your door
I didn't get far 'cause here we are
And I'm still begging for more

Whilst the millionth and the last time
Slowly disappears from sight
For the millionth and the last time
Let me kiss you good-night
Let me kiss you good-night
Let me kiss you good-night

The Galway Rover
Performer(s): Pete St. John



I've the face of a stranger, with a smile of a rover
I'll take a glass at down Kinvarra, and a jug at Oughterard
Down the great donkey road to the hills of Connemara
To my dark spanish handsome love way down in Galway town

Where Jimmy he's my love, he's my joy he's my darling
Jimmy leaves me wonder to the ends of the world
Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
When the leaves are turning, in his arms I'll settle down
In Galway town

The spring brings the swallow, a fresh land of the rover
Where the blushing summer roses shed their petals to the glen
And the long breathless evenings, where the loneliness is heaven
Makes the dreaming come so easy on the road to Galway town

Where Jimmy he's my love, he's my joy he's my darling
Jimmy leaves me wonder to the ends of the world
Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
When the leaves are turning, in his arms I'll settle down
In Galway town

The curlew are calling, a shy form is prancing
The ferns on them bulbing by the thousand gentle eyes
All the creatures of Eireann, sing their own sweet songs of pleasure
As the rover goes a-whistling down the road to Galway town

Where Jimmy he's my love, he's my joy he's my darling
Jimmy leaves me wonder to the ends of the world
Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
When the leaves are turning, in his arms I'll settle down
In Galway town

Where Jimmy he's my love, he's my joy he's my darling
Jimmy leaves me wonder to the ends of the world
Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
When the leaves are turning, in his arms I'll settle down
In Galway town

Ce Serait Dommage
Composer(s): Jack Segal - Fernand Bonifay - Luc Davis
Performer(s): Sacha Distel
and multiple other artists



Dépêche toi, dépêche toi...

Ce serait dommage oui bien dommage
De rester enfermé quand le printemps montre son nez
Ce serait dommage d'être aussi sage
Quand le vent parfumé chante partout la joie d'aimer

Voilà longtemps qu'un grand poète a dit
Cueille à présent les roses de la vie
Si tu attends tant pis pour toi, un jour tu le regretteras

Ce serait dommage oui bien dommage
De laisser tout passer sans essayer d'en profiter
Et si ton cœur soudain s'emplit de joie
Où que te pleurs troublent tes yeux, parfois
Surtout, surtout ne t'en plains pas
C'est l'amour qui s'éveille en toi

Ce serait dommage oui bien dommage
De ne pas profiter du peu de temps qui t'est donné
Sort de ta cage... 
Et vient aimer

For The Love Of Money
Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; 
Leon Huff; Anthony Jackson
Performer(s): The O'Jays



Money money money money, money 
Money money money money, money
Money money money money, money
Money money money money, money
Money money money money, money
Money money money money, money
Some people got to have it
Some people really need it
Listen to me y'all, do things, do things, do bad things with it
You wanna do things, do things, do things, good things with it
Talk about cash money, money
Talk about cash money, dollar bills, yall

For the love of money
People will steal from their mother
For the love of money
People will rob their own brother
For the love of money
People can't even walk the street
Because they never know who in the world
they're gonna beat
For that lean, mean, mean green
Almighty dollar, money

For the love of money
People will lie, Lord, they will cheat

For the love of money
People don't care who they hurt or beat

For the love of money
A woman will sell her precious body
For a small piece of paper it carries a lot of weight
Call it lean, mean, mean green

Almighty dollar

I know money is the root of all evil
Do funny things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds

Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Some people really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Lay down, lay down, a woman will lay down

For the love of money
All for the love of money
Don't let, don't let, don't let money rule you
For the love of money
Money can change people sometimes
Don't let, don't let, don't let money fool you
Money can fool people sometimes
People! Don't let money, don't let money change you
it will keep on changing, changing up your mind

Galveston Rose
Composer(s): Hank Snow
Performer(s): Hank Snow



Down in old southern Texas I wandered one day
Where the tropical sea breezes blow
I there fell in love with a flower so rare
And they called her the Galveston rose

Her heart was as true as her blue smiling eyes
And as fair as the lily that grows
And the finest of gold in no way could compare
With the curls of my Galveston rose

I grew jealous and falsely accused her one day
Said her love I no longer should know
I've been true please believe me her little heart cried
But I left her my Galveston rose

Little then did I think that sometimes I'd repay
And would reap every sorrow and care
But as years passed along I grew lonely each day
For the one I had left waiting there

So I wrote to my darling and said I was wrong,
I'll return dear if you'll only wed
But soon came a letter my flower had died
And these are the words that I read

Your sweetheart is peacefully sleeping tonight
In a grave where the white violets grow
And enclosed, there's a curl a last token of love
And a note from your Galveston Rose

I was innocent dear though you left me alone
But remember I loved only you
And the lock that's enclosed is a curl from your rose
Who'll be waiting in Heaven for you

Ce Sera Toi
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo



Plonger dans un regard
D'azur ou d'eau claire
M'envoler au bout d'un rêve
Laisser tous mes brouillards
Enfin loin derrière
Dans une histoire qui s'achève
Léger, léger, débarrassé
D'un vieil amour trop lourd à porter
Tout seul, tout seul

Amour fané, amour cassé
Amour fou qui nous a laissé
Tout seul, tout seul

Mais un air qui revient...
Et ce sera toi
Une silhouette au loin...
Et ce sera toi
Un mot qui t'appartient
Et mille petits riens
Et ce sera toi...

A mon coeur défendant
J'ai gardé ton absence
Fleur séchée dans les pages d'un livre
Tant de gestes de toi
Gravés dans le silence
Te dessinent et te font revivre

Je pense à toi, je pense à toi
Tu ne me manques pas,
Je suis bien comme ça
Tout seul, tout seul

Et tu es là, sans être là
Comme autrefois
Je suis avec toi
Mais tout seul, tout seul

Mais un air qui revient...
Et ce sera toi
Une silhouette au loin
Et ce sera toi

Un mot qui t'appartient
Et mille petits riens
Et ce sera toi...

Une table, un café
Et ce sera toi
Un parfum retrouvé
Et ce sera toi
Une femme sur un quai
Qu'un instant je suivrai
Et tu disparaîtras
Comme à chaque fois...

For The Love Of Ivy
Composer(s): Denny Doherty; John Phillips
Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas



I never thought I'd cry for the love of Ivy
I never thought I'd cry for the love of Ivy
Somebody hide me from the love of Ivy
It takes up all of your time to fall in love with Ivy
If I gathered on my knees in a pile beside me
it wouldn't help to fill my dreams for the love of Ivy
Money cannot buy me the love of Ivy
Somebody hide me please, from the love of Ivy

I'm not the kind of guy who falls in love with Ivy
I'm not the kind of guy who falls in love with Ivy
For the love of Ivy ...
If I gathered on my knees, in a pile beside me
it wouldn't help to fill my dreams for the love of Ivy
Somebody hide me please, from the love of Ivy

I'm not the kind of guy that falls for the love of Ivy
It takes up all of your time to fall in love with Ivy
For the love of Ivy ...

The Galloping Major
Composer(s): Geoff Bastow
Performer(s): Stanley Kirkby
and multiple other artists



All the girls declare
He's a grand old stager
Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
Here comes the Galloping Major

Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
Here comes the galloping major
Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
As proud as an Indian rajah

All the girls declare
That I'm the golden pater
Hi, hi, clear the way
Here comes the Galloping Major

Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
As if I was riding a charger
Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
As fit as an Indian rajah

All the girls declare
That I'm the gallant major
Hi, hi, clear the way
Here comes the Galloping Major

Ce Sera Moi
((German Version: Ich Denk An Dich (Nana Mouskouri))
Composer(s): A. Taylor - Pierre Delanoë - Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri



Quand tu entendras le vent dans la vallée
Que tu verras l'aigle en liberté
Que tu sentiras le printemps venir en toi
Ce sera moi ce sera moi 

Trop loin de toi je vis sans exister
J'entends des mots que je ne comprends pas
Les gens autour de moi je ne les reconnais pas
Et je cherche un endroit où tout peut vraiment changer

Quand tu entendras le vent dans la vallée
Que tu verras l'aigle en liberté
Que tu sentiras le printemps venir en toi
Ce sera moi ce sera moi 

Ouvre ta fenêtre au vent quand tu sommeilles
Pour que l'air du large vienne t'embrasser
Laisse-toi bercer au rythme des voix qui t'appellent
Pense aux matins d'amour et de soleil

Quand tu entendras le vent dans la vallée
Que tu verras l'aigle en liberté
Que tu sentiras le printemps venir en toi
Ce sera moi ce sera moi 

Tu, vois déjà les tous premiers lilas
La tourterelle revient chanter sa chanson du réveil
Les garçons deviennent tendres et les filles belles
J'ai suivi l'étoile qui brille sur ton toit

Quand tu entendras le vent dans la vallée
Que tu verras l'aigle en liberté
Que tu sentiras le printemps venir en toi
Ce sera moi ce sera moi 

Ce sera moi ce sera moi

For The Love Of Him
Composer(s): Bobby Martin; Henry Jerome
Performer(s): Bobby Martin;
and various other artists



When he opens the door says I'm home 
Be aware of the look in his eyes 
They tell you the mood he's in 
What kind of day it's been 
For the love of him 
Make it your reason for living 
Give all the love you can give him 
All the love you can 

There'll be little things he forgets to do 
Have you told him today I love you 
When he reaches out be there 
Show him that someone cares, 
For the love of him 
Make it your reason for living 
Give all the love you can give him 
All the love you can 

For the times when he won't say a word 
And you wonder if there's something you said 
The gentle touch of your hand 
Tell him you understand 
For the love of him 
Make it your reason for living 
Give all the love you can give him 
All the love you can 

He's a man and a man have to try 
Let him run, let him fall, let him cry 
His world won't fall apart 
If you take him into your arms 
For the love of him 
Make it your reason for living 
Give all the love you can give him 
All the love you can

Voor Een Kind Alleen
((Adapted from: De Toi (Gérard Lenorman) - 1972))
Composer(s): Daniel Seff - Richard Seff - Mirjam Gispen
Performer(s): Conny Vandenbos - 1972



Als ik weer zal zingen, zing ik voor een kind alleen
Kinderen zijn de vlinders en de bloemen om ons heen

Ik zie soms niet in waarom ik blij moet zijn
Als ik verdrietig ben en het niet zeggen kan
Ik ben vaak moeilijk en dat doet mij pijn
Een kind danst op straat
Was ik zo klein, ik kon door lachen
Spelen dan mezelf weer zijn

Wat uit je hart lijkt weggegaan
Kan in een kind weer voor je staan
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala

Als ik weer zal zingen, zing ik voor een kind alleen
Kinderen zijn de vlinders en de bloemen om ons heen
Als ik weer zal zingen, zing ik voor een kind alleen
Kinderen zijn de vlinders en de bloemen om ons heen

Ik liet me nooit gaan, ik sloot te vroeg de deuren al
De vlinder was al weg, de bloem viel uit
Een leven zwart of wit maar niet in kleur
Een kind danst op straat
Ben ik zo klein, kan ik door lachen, spelen
Dan mezelf weer zijn

Wat uit je hart lijkt weggegaan
Kan in een kind weer voor je staan
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala

Als ik weer zal zingen, zing ik voor een kind alleen
Kinderen zijn de vlinders en de bloemen om ons heen
Als ik weer zal zingen, zing ik voor een kind alleen
Kinderen zijn de vlinders en de bloemen om ons heen

Lalala...

Ce Sacré Piano
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Ce sacré piano
Placé dans un coin
Voudrait libérer
Sa voix qui déborde
Mais reste accrochée
Au long de ses cordes
Et son vieux clavier
Qu'aucun doigt n'aborde
Espère des mains
Ce sacré piano
Qui semble endormi
Pour l'éternité
Entre quatre planches
Aimerait que ses
Touches noires et blanches
Fussent caressées
Mais nul ne se penche
Sur son corps vieilli
Moi de temps en temps
Quand j'ai de la peine
Je vais doucement
Consoler la sienne
Et tout deux rêvant
De nos joies anciennes
Nous pleurons nos jours anciens
Ce sacré piano
Me colle à la peau
Mais plus mes doigts courent
Moins je me délivre
De ce vieil amour
Qui perd l'équilibre
Et compte les jours
Qui me restent à vivre
Sans repos
Ce sacré piano
est mon seul ami
Il sait m'étourdir
Sans trop de manières
Et m'aide à franchir
Toutes les barrières
Grâce aux souvenirs
Placés sur la terre
Jalonnant la vie
Ce sacré piano
Attend jour et nuit
Debout dans un coin
Que je le caresse
Comme un pauvre chien
Tirant sur sa laisse
Pour d'autres amours
Et lorsque je mets
Les doigts sur ses touches
Sur lui dés que j'ai
Les mains qui se couchent
Le passé renaît
Du fond de sa bouche
Évoquant nos jours anciens
Ce sacré piano
Quand il parle trop
Me remet souvent
Des choses en mémoire
Et remue le temps
Et fait des histoires
Parfois tant et tant
Que je me sépare
De mon vieux piano

For The Good Times
Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson
Performer(s): Kris Kristofferson



Don't look so sad, I know it's over
But life goes on, and this old world will keep on turning
Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together
There's no need to watch the bridges that we're burning

Lay your head on my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowin' soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times

I'll get along; you'll find another
And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me
Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever
There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me

Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowin' soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times

The Gallery
Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
Performer(s): Joni Mitchell; Holyground



When I first saw your gallery
I liked the ones of ladies
Then you began to hang up me
You studied to portray me
In ice and greens
And old blue jeans
And naked in the roses
Then you got into funny scenes
That all your work discloses

"Lady, don't love me now I am dead

I am a saint, turn down your bed
I have no heart," that's what you said
You said, "I can be cruel
But let me be gentle with you"

Somewhere in a magazine
I found a page about you
I see that now it's Josephine
Who cannot be without you
I keep your house in fit repair
I dust the portraits daily
Your mail comes here from everywhere
The writing looks like ladies'

"Lady, please love me now, I am dead
I am a saint, turn down your bed
I have no heart," that's what you said
You said, "I can be cruel
But let me be gentle with you"

I gave you all my pretty years
Then we began to weather
And I was left to winter here
While you went west for pleasure
And now you're flying back this way
Like some lost homing pigeon
They've monitored your brain, you say
And changed you with religion

"Lady, please love me now I was dead
I am no saint, turn down your bed
Lady, have you no heart," that's what you said
Well, I can be cruel
But let me be gentle with you

When I first saw your gallery
I liked the ones of ladies
But now their faces follow me
And all their eyes look shady

Come Prima
English & French Titles:
Come Prima (For The First Time); Come Prima (Tu Me Donnes)
Composer(s): Vincenzo Di Paola; Mario Panzeri; Alessandro Taccani
Originally performed by: Tony Dallara
Covered by various other artists



Come prima più di prima t'amerò
la mia vita per la vita ti darò
sembra un sogno rivederti accarezzarti
le tue mani nelle mani stringere ancor

come prima più di prima t'amerò
la mia vita per la vita ti darò
ogni giorno ogni istante dolcemente ti dirò
come prima più di prima t'amerò

come prima più di prima t'amerò
la mia vita per la vita ti darò
sembra un sogno rivederti accarezzarti
le tue mani nelle mani stringere ancor

come prima più di prima t'amerò
la mia vita per la vita ti darò
ogni giorno ogni istante dolcemente ti dirò
come prima più di prima t'amerò
come prima più di prima t'amerò