Acqua Azzurra, Acqua Chiara
Composer(s): Mogol - Lucio Battisti
First release by: Lucio Battisti - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Ogni notte ritornar per cercarla in qualche bar
domandare "Ciao che fai?"
e poi uscire insieme a lei
Ma da quando ci sei tu, tutto questo non c'è più

Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara
con le mani posso finalmente bere
nei tuoi occhi innocenti posso ancora ritrovare
il profumo di un amore puro
puro come il tuo amor

Ti telefono se vuoi, non so ancora se c'è lui
accidenti che farò quattro amici troverò
ma da quando ci sei tu
tutto questo non c'è più

Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara
con le mani posso finalmente bere
Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara...

Son le quattro e mezza ormai
non ho voglia di dormir
a quest'ora cosa vuoi, mi va bene pure lei
ma da quando ci sei tu tutto questo non c'è più

Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara......
Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara......

Well All Right (Tonight's The Night)
Composer(s): Francis Faye; Dan Howell; Don Raye
Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters;
and various other artists



Well hello Joe, what do you know
I just got back from a vaudeville show
Do-hoo you sing and dance
I-hi'll take a chance
We-ell OK let us go

Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig
Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi
Well all right for tonight is the night to be bright
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night

Oh we're goin', I don't know where we'll go but we're goin'
Oh we're goin', the only thing I know is that we're goin'
Feel the rhythm runnin' through ya
You know tonight's the night

Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig
Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi
Well all right, well all right, well all right, well all right
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night

Do-da-de, do-da-de, do-da-de-da-de-da-de-da-de-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig
Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi
Well all right for tonight is the night to be bright
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night

Oh-oh-oh we're goin' away, we're goin' away
I don't know where we're goin' but we're goin' away
Well come on Jack let's get ready to pack
We're gonna hop a jolly car ride down to Dixieland
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night

Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig
Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi
Well all right, well all right, well all right, well all right
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night

Well all right dig, dig, dig
Well all right chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right, hear the music talkin' to ya
You know the blues will go right through ya
Well all right, well all right
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-rip

Well all right dig, dig, dig
Well all right chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right, hi, hi, hi
Well all right, well all right, well all right, well all right
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night

Ack Värmeland du Sköna
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Stan Getz
and multiple other artists



Ack, Värmeland, du sköna, du härliga land
du krona bland Svea rikes länder!
Och komme jag än mitt i det förlovade land
till Värmeland jag ändå återvänder
Ja, där vill jag leva, ja, där vill jag dö
Om en gång ifrån Värmeland jag tager mig en mö
så vet jag att aldrig jag mig ångrar

I Värmeland är lustigt att leva och att bo
Det landet jag prisar så gärna
Där klappar det hjärtan med heder och med tro
Så fasta som bergenas kärna
Och var och en svensk uti Svea rikes land
Som kommer att gästa vid Klarälvens strand
han finner blott bröder och systrar

I Värmeland -- ja, där vill jag bygga och bo
med enklaste lycka förnöjder
Dess dalar och skog ge mig tystnadens ro
och luften är frisk på dess höjder
Och forsarna sjunga sin ljuvliga sång
vid den vill jag somma så stilla en gång
och vila i värmeländska jorden

Welcome To The Pleasuredome 
Composer(s): Andrew Gill; Gary Johnson;
Paul Morley; Brian Nash; O'Toole
Performer(s): Frankie Goes To Hollywood;
Vienna Symphonic Orchestra Project



The world is my oyster........
Ha ha ha ha ha........

The animals are winding me up
The jungle call
The jungle call

Who-ha who-ha who-ha who-ha

In Xanadu did Kublai Khan 

A pleasuredome erect
Moving on keep moving on-yeah
Moving at one million miles an hour
Using my power
I sent it by the hour
I have it so I'm mocking it
You really can afford it-yeah
Really can afford it

Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top
Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top

There goes a supernova
What a pushover-yeah
There goes a supernova
What a pushover

We're a long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
On our way home
Going home where lovers roam
Long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome

Moving on
Keep moving on

I will give you diamonds by the shower
Love your body even when it's old
Do it just as only I can do it
And never ever doing what I'm told

Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top
Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top

There goes a supernova
What a pushover-yeah
There goes a supernova
What a pushover

Keep moving on
Got to reach the top 

Don't stop
Pay love and life-oh my
Keep moving on
On again-yeah

Shooting stars never stop
Shooting stars never stop

Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top
There goes a supernova
What a pushover

We're a long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
On our way home
Going home where lovers roam
Long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome

We're a long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
On our way home
Going home where lovers roam
Long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome

Who-ha who-ha
Welcome to the Pleasuredome

Welcome........ha ha ha ha ha........

Long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome

The Acid Queen
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release by: The Who - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



If your child ain't all he should be now
This girl will put him right
I'll show him what he could be now
Just give me one night

I'm the gypsy, the acid queen
Pay me before I start
I'm the gypsy and I'm guaranteed
To mend his aching heart

Give us a room, close the door
Leave us for a while
You won't be a boy no more
Young, but not a child

I'm the gypsy, the acid queen
Pay me before I start
I'm the gypsy, I'm guaranteed
To tear your soul apart

Gather your wits and hold them fast
Your mind must learn to roam
Just as the gypsy queen must do
You're gonna hit the road

My work's been done, now look at him
He's never been more alive
His head it shakes, his fingers clutch
Watch his body writhe

I'm the gypsy, the acid queen
Pay me before I start
I'm the gypsy, I'm guaranteed
To break your little heart

If your child ain't all he should be now
This girl will put him right
I'll show him what he could be now
Just give me one more night

I'm the gypsy, the acid queen
Pay me before I start
I'm the gypsy, I'm guaranteed
To tear your soul apart

Welcome To The Music
Composer(s): David Gates
Performer(s): Bread



Welcome to the music - welcome to the Guitar man
Know you're gonna love it - gonna do the best we can
And to help us along - think we're gonna need us a band

Lately we been playin' - travelin' in the jets and cars
Smilin' at the people - lookin'at the rock and roll stars
I tell you Carnegie Hall's better than those honky tonk bars

Well if it's true what music can do
To soothe the savage beast like they say
Well just relax and lie on your backs
'Cause beastly is the way we play

Now we're through talkin' - gonna speak another day
Love to play it funky - love to hear the symphony
And to start us along - Larry's gonna play it in "C"
Don't touch that dial - won't you come and stay for awhile

The Acid Commercial
Performer(s): Country Joe & The Bevis Frond



Hands up Charlie and-uh...

Now if you're tired or a bit run down
Can't seem to getcha feet off the ground
Maybe you oughta try a little bit of L.S.D.

Only if you want to

Shake your head and rattle your brain
Make you act just a bit insane
Give you all the psychic energy you need 

Eat flowers and kiss babies
L.S.D.
For you and me!

Welcome To Paradise
Composer(s): Graham Gouldman; Eric Stewart
Performer(s): 10cc



I kissed my mother 
Shook the hand of my brother 
And I said goodbye to the woman I loved 
It may seem like a madness 
To be leaving the love nest 
But I'm taking a chance on a place far away 
Welcome to paradise 
Who said you can't live twice 
You will find heaven is here on earth 
Welcome to paradise 
Did somebody say . . . 
There's a coup coming on 
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
A coup coming on 
Bad vibrations (there's a coup coming on) 
Feeling the tension (there's a coup coming on) 
No smoke without fire (there's a coup coming on) 
I could smell the danger 
Never dance with a stranger 
But the music took me and soon I was lost 
So I questioned a lady 
But her answers were crazy 
And before I knew I was counting the cost 
Welcome to paradise 
Love it but don't look twice 
You'll soon be living in make believe 
Welcome to paradise 
Did somebody say . . . 
There's a coup coming on 
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
A coup coming on 
Somebody help me (there's a coup coming on) 
(welcome to paradise) 
So much I don't follow (there's a coup coming on) 
(welcome to paradise) 
I'm not looking for trouble (there's a coup coming on) 
(welcome to paradise) 
There's a coup coming on 
A coup coming on 
I shouldn't have come 
No I shouldn't have come 
Why did I come, hey! 
The clouds were gathering 
And the temperature rising 
Be no turning back all my bridges were burned 
Then it hit me, jumped up and bit me 
Now I'm under your spell I can never return 
This is your paradise 
Now you must pay the price 
You should have flown 
When the coup was blown 
Welcome to paradise 
Did somebody say . . . 
There's a coup coming on 
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
A coup coming on 
A band on the run 
Annie get your gun

Don't Tell My Heart 
((aka Achy Breaky Heart (Billy Ray Cyrus) - 1992); Achy Breaky Song ("Weird Al" Yankovic) - 1993))
Composer(s): Don Von Tress
First release by: Marcy Brothers - 1991
Covered by multiple other artists



Well, you can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when I am gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone

You can tell my arms go back to the farm
Or you can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more

But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
It might blow up and kill this man

You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas
Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff who's fist can tell my lip
He never really liked me anyway

Or tell your aunt Louise tell anything you please
Myself already knows I'm not okay
Or you can tell my eye to watch out for my mind
It might be walkin' out on me today

But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
It might blow up and kill this man

But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
It might blow up and kill this man

Welcome To My World 
Composer(s): Ray Winkler; John Hathcock
Performer(s): Jim Reeves



Welcome to my world
Won't you come on in
Miracles, I guess
Still happen now and then

Step into my heart
Leave your cares behind
Welcome to my world
Built with you in mind

Knock and the door will open
Seek and you will find
Ask and you'll be given
The key to this world of mine

I'll be waiting here
With my arms unfurled
Waiting just for you
Welcome to my world

Waiting just for you
Welcome to my world

Achin' To Be
Composer(s): Paul Westerberg
First release by: The Replacements - 1989
Covered by multiple other artists



Well she's kind of like an artist
Sittin' on the floor
Never finishes, she abandons
Never shows a soul

And she's kind of like a movie
Everyone rushes to see
And no one understands it
Sittin' in their seats

She opens her mouth to speak and
What comes out's a mystery
Thought about, not understood
She's achin' to be

Well she dances alone in nightclubs
Every other day of the week
People look right through her
Baby doll, check your cheek

And she's kind of like a poet
Who finds it hard to speak
Poems come so slowly
Like the colors down a sheet

She opens her mouth to speak and
What comes out's a mystery
Thought about, not understood
She's achin' to be

I've been achin' for a while now, friend
I've been achin' hard for years

Well she's kind of like an artist
Who uses paints no more
You never show me what you're doing
Never show a soul

Well, I saw one of your pictures
There was nothin' that I could see
If no one's on your canvas
Well, I'm achin' to be

She closes her mouth to speak and
Closes her eyes to see
Thought about an' only loved
She's achin' to be
Just like me

Welcome To My Nightmare
Composer(s): Alice Cooper; Dick Wagner
Performer(s): Alice Cooper;
Cold Ethyl; Ronnie James Dio; Victims in Ecstacy



Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel like you belong
A nocturnal vacation
Unnecessary sedation
You want to feel at home 'cause you belong

Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
I hope I didn't scare you
That's just the way we are when we come down
We sweat and laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here

Welcome to my breakdown
Whoa
You're welcome to my nightmare
Yeah

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel that you belong
We sweat laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here
Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
Yeah

Achilles' Last Stand
Composer(s): Robert Plant - Jimmy Page
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists



It was an April morning
When they told us we should go
As I turn to you
You smiled at me
How could we say no?

With all the fun to have
To live the dreams we always had
Woa the songs to sing
When we at last return again

Sending off a glancing kiss
To those who claim they know
To know the streets the seaman hears
The devil is in his hole

Oh to sail away
To sandy lands and other days
Oh to touch the dream
Hides inside and never seen, yeah

Into the sun the south the north
Lies the first of hope
The shackles of commitment fell
In pieces on the ground

Oh to ride the wind
To tread the air above the din
Oh to laugh aloud
Dancing as we fought the crowd

To seek the man whose pointing hand
The giant step unfolds
With guidance from the curving path
That churns up into stone

If one bell should ring
In celebration for a king
So fast the heart should beat
As proud the head with heavy feet, yeah

Days went by when you and I
Made an eternal summers glow
As far away and distant
Our mutual time to grow

Oh the sweet refrain
Soothes the soul and calms the pain
Oh Albion remains, sleeping now to rise again

Wandering upon the rings
What place to rest the search
The mighty arms of Atlas
Hold the heavens from the earth

The mighty arms of Atlas
Hold the heavens from the earth

From the earth
Ooooooooooooooh

I know the way, know the way, know the way, know the way 
I know the way, know the way, know the way, know the way 

Ooh, ahh ...

Oh the mighty arms of Atlas
Hold the heavens from the earth
Oooh, ahh ...

Farewell To Dreams
Composer(s): Sigmund Romberg; Rida Johnson Young
Performer(s): Jeanette MacDonald & Nelson Eddy



We dreamed our little dreams
And now we're waking
To love a little more
The joys we miss
We'll smile although our
hearts are breaking
Just whispering this

Must we say farewell to dreams
To our hopes and our golden schemes?
To the lake we roamed
Hand in hand
To the castle's high
You and I have planned
Day will end, the night will fall
In my dreams I will hear you call
Tell me, heart of mine
Oh tell me
What am I to do?
Must I say farewell to dreams
and you!

Day will end, the night will fall
In my dreams I will hear you call
Tell me, heart of mine
Oh tell me
What am I to do?
Must I say farewell to dreams
and you!

Achète Moi Un Juke-Box
((Italian Version: Comprami Un Juke-Box (by Dalida))
Composer(s): Georges Garvarentz - Clement Nicholas
Performer(s): Dalida



Si moi j'aime bien l'école et les leçons
J'ai aussi la tête folle pleine de chansons
C'est une passion qui poursuit jour et nuit
Alors je t'en supplie

Oh Papa achète-moi un juke-box
Oh Papa je rêve tant d'un juke-box
Si tu m'lachètes je te promets
Que plus jamais le soir je n'sortirai
Et tu pourras me voir
En train d'faire mes devoirs
En écoutant Elvis Presley, les chaussettes noires, Johnny Halliday

Qu'est-ce qu'ils racontent là?

Mais c'est pas du tout ça

Mais qu'est-ce qu'elle vient faire là?

Oh Papa achète-moi un juke-box
Oh Papa tu peux m'offrir un juke-box
Il y a de la place à la maison
On l'installera dans un coin du salon
C'est vraiment idéal
Pour l'ambiance familiale
Que d'écouter Elvis Presley, les chaussettes noires, Johnny Halliday

Elvis Presley

Les chaussettes noires

Ils remettent encore ça

Tous les samedis j'inviterai mes amis
Pour danser, pour twister
On repoussera les meubles et puis les tapis
On te fera une vraie surprise party

Oh Papa achète-moi un juke-box
Oh Papa lorsque j'aurai mon juke-box
Je pourrai faire
Grâce aux amis
En peu de temps beaucoup d'économies
Car ils mettront leurs sous
Dans l'appareil à sous
Pour écouter Elvis Presley, les chaussettes noires, Johnny Halliday

Et le dimanche après

On prendra des billets
Pour aller voir Elvis Presley, les chaussettes noires, Johnny Halliday

Mais ils n'ont rien compris

Elle est toujours

Après tout, pourquoi pas?

Farewell Andromeda (Welcome To My Morning)
Composer(s): John Denver
Performer(s): John Denver



Welcome to my morning, welcome to my day
I'm the one responsible, who made it just this way
I made myself some pictures, see what they might bring
I think I made it perfectly, I wouldn't change a thing

Welcome to my happiness, you know it makes me smile
It pleases me to have you here, for just a little while
While we open up the spaces
to try to bring some change
And if the truth is told, they will never come again

Welcome to my evening, closing up the day
I could try a million times, never find a better way
to tell you that I love you and all the songs I play
are to thank you for allowing me inside this lovely day

Welcome to my morning, welcome to my day
Yes, I'm the one responsible, who made it just this way
I made myself some pictures, see what they might bring
I think I made it perfectly, I wouldn't change a thing

Annie Doesn't Live Here Anymore
((German Version: Fräulein Annie Wohnt Schon Lang Nicht Hier (by Marlene Dietrich))
Composer(s): Johnny Burke - Harold Spina - Joe Young
Performer(s): Guy Lombardo 
and multiple other artists



It’s a tragedy that happened on a side street
When a fellow went to ring his sweetheart’s bell
He saw the shades were drawn, and he knew his girl was gone
When he listened to the story that the neighbour had to tell

Annie doesn’t live here any more
You must be the one she waited for
She said I would know you by the blue in your eyes
Chequered suit, a fancy vest, a polka-dot tie
You answer that description, so I guess that you’re the guy
Well, Annie doesn’t live here any more

Annie doesn’t live here any more
It’s too bad you didn’t call before
She just bought a gown that ties with ribbons or bows
Brand new shoes, a pretty hat, the latest style goes
She really looked so alluring, and just waiting for your love
But Annie doesn’t live here any more

Welcome Me Love 
Composer(s): Tony Romeo
Performer(s): Brooklyn Bridge



In the hours before the morning
Walking home I pass her door
And I send a special prayer
Up to the room on the second floor
For my mind is in there with her
But my body takes me home
And I need to have a love
Because I've been too long alone
So won't you
Welcome me love
My name is lonely
Tell that girl that I think of her only
I wanna do it right
So help me light the light in her heart
Welcome me love
I know you don't know me
Take my hand there's a lot you can show me
I wanna do it right
So help me light the light in her heart ... heart
I'll try to make her happy
And I promise I'll be good
I'll play it by the rules
Just like every lover should
In times that I will fail her
And we'll let each other down
But I'm sure that we can make it
Just as long as you're around
So won't you
Welcome me love
My name is lonely
Tell that girl that I think of her only
I wanna do it right
So help me light the light in her heart
Welcome me love
I know you don't know me
Take my hand there's a lot you can show me
I wanna do it right
So help me light the light in her heart

Welcome me love
My name is lonely

Fräulein Annie Wohnt Schon Lang Nicht Hier
((English Version: Annie Doesn't Live Here Anymore (by Guy Lombardo))
Composer(s): Johnny Burke - Harold Spina - Joe Young
Performer(s): Marlene Dietrich



Niemand weiß von den Tragödien der Vorstadt
Denn es schweigen die Mansarden unterm Dach
Im vierten Stock, ein Mann klopfte an der Türe an
Doch die Türe ging nicht auf und eine Nachbarin, die sprach

Ach, Fräulein Annie wohnt schon lang nicht hier
Warum fragen Sie erst heut' nach ihr?
Sie sind doch der Herr, den sie uns immer beschrieb
Blaue Augen, frecher Mund, der träumerisch blieb
So lang hat sie gewartet und sie hatte Sie so lieb
Nein, Fräulein Annie wohnt schon lang nicht hier

Fräulein Annie wohnt schon lang nicht hier
Warum kamen Sie denn nie zu ihr?
Sie stand vor dem Spiegel und probierte den Hut
Weißes Stroh und blaues Band, der stand ihr so gut
Doch dann fing sie an zu weinen und verlor den Lebensmut
Nein, Fräulein Annie wohnt schon lang nicht hier

Es war Mai und die Tage waren mild wie Zärtlichkeit
Doch das arme liebe Kind war so allein
Und ein kleiner Traum von Liebe stürzte ein - das ist alles

Fräulein Annie wohnt schon lang nicht hier
Warum fragen Sie erst heut' nach ihr?
Sie verbrannte eine alte Fotografie
Denn der Brief, den Sie versprachen, kam leider nie
Und schließlich stand ein and'rer Herr mit Blumen vor der Tür
Und Fräulein Annie wohnt schon lang nicht hier

Welcome Home Baby
Composer(s): Luther Dixon
Performer(s): The Shirelles



There is no place like home
There is no place like home

Do you remember
You left this morning at nine
With everything fine
Welcome home baby
(Oh oh oh)
It's been a long, long time
(Long, long time)

Do you remember
(Oh oh oh)
That little stain on your lips
Where honey drips
Welcome home baby
(Oh oh oh)
It's been a long, long time
(Long, long time)

(Well)
Well
(Well)
Well, at ten o'clock
I was lonely and blue
At twelve o'clock
I thought of nothing but you
From two o'clock
Till a quarter of four 
I waited patiently
To hear your footsteps at the door

Do you remember
(Oh oh oh)
That little stain on your lips
Where honey drips
Welcome home baby
(Oh oh oh)
It's been a long, long time
Welcome home baby
(Oh oh oh, oh oh oh)
It's been a long, long time
Welcome home