Anema E Core
((English Versions: With All My Heart And Soul (Eddie Fisher) - 1954; How Wonderful To Know (by Andy Williams) - 1961))
Composer(s): Salve d'Esposito - Domenico Titomanlio
First recording: Tito Schipa - 1950
Covered by multiple other artists



Nuje ca perdimmo 'a pace e 'o suonno
Nun ce dicimmo maje pecché
Vocche ca vase nun ne vonno
Nun só' sti vvocche oje né
Pure, te chiammo e nun rispunne
Pe' fá dispietto a me

Tenímmoce accussí, ánema e core
Nun ce lassammo cchiù, manco pe' n'ora
Stu desiderio 'e te mme fa paura
Campá cu te, sempe cu te, pe' nun murí

Che ce dicimmo a fá parole amare
Si 'o bbene po' campá cu nu respiro
Si smanie pure tu pe' chist'ammore
Tenímmoce accussí, ánema e core

Forse sarrá ca 'o chianto è doce
Forse sarrá ca bene fa
Quanno mme sento cchiù felice
Nun è felicitá
Specie si ê vvote tu mme dice
Distratta, 'a veritá

Tenímmoce accussí, ánema e core

Dark Moon
Composer(s): Ned Miller
Originally performed by: Bonnie Guitar
Covered by various other artists



Dark moon, a way up high up in the sky 
Oh, tell me why, oh, tell me why you've lost your splendor 
Dark moon, what is the cause your light withdraws? 
Is it because, is it because I've lost my love? 

Mortals have dreams of love's perfect schemes 
But they don't realize that love will sometimes bring a 

Dark moon, a way up high up in the sky 
Oh, tell me why, oh, tell me why you've lost your splendor 
Dark moon, what is the cause your light withdraws? 
Is it because, is it because I've lost my love? 

Mortals have dreams of love's perfect schemes 
But they don't realize that love will sometimes bring a 

Dark moon, a way up high up in the sky 
Oh, tell me why, oh, tell me why you've lost your splendor 
Dark moon, what is the cause your light withdraws? 
Is it because, is it because I've lost my love?

Andy's Chest
Composer(s): Lou Reed
Performer(s): Lou Reed



If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here, things were a bit askew
Well, you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes loose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries loose their bark
All the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains boulder after you

If I could be anything of the things in this world that bite
Instead of being a tethered ocelot on a leash
I'd rather be your kite
And be tied to the end of your string

And flying in the air, babe, at night

Because you know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair

You've got a hairy minded big bare bear

And all the bells are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you

Yesterday, Daisy Mae end Biff were grooving down the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Which meant she tasted what she'd speak
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose
And curtains laced with diamonds, dear, for you
And kingdom's Christian sailors (soldiers), dear, for you
And melting ice cap mountains, dear, for you
And knights in flaming silver robes for you
And bats, that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, swoop, oh, baby, rock, rock ...

Dark Lady
Composer(s): Johnny Durrill
Performer(s): Cher



The fortune queen of New Orleans
Was brushing her cat in her black limousine
On the backseat were scratches from
The marks of men her fortune she had won
Couldn't see through the tinted glass
She said "Home James" and he hit the gas
I Followed her to some darkened room
She took my money, she said "I'll be with you soon"

Dark Lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done
Dark Lady played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve
She told me more about me than I knew myself

She dealt two cards, a queen and a three
And mumbled some words that were so strange to me
Then she turned up a two-eyed jack
My eyes saw red but the card still stayed black
She said the man you love is secretly true
To someone else who is very close to you
My advice is that you leave this place
Never come back and forget you ever saw my face

Dark Lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done
Dark Lady played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve
She told me more about me than I knew myself

So I ran home and crawled in my bed
I couldn't sleep because of all the things she said
Then I remembered her strange perfume
And how I smelled it was in my own room!
So I sneaked back and caught her with my man
Laughing and kissing till they saw the gun in my hand
The next thing I knew they were dead on the floor
Dark Lady would never turn a card up anymore

Dark Lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done
Dark Lady played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve
She told me more about me than I knew myself

Sage Comme Une Image
Composer(s): Jay Alanski - Jacques Duvall
First release by: Lio - 1980



C'est non mais ne crois pas
Que j'ai pas encore l'âge
Ce n'est rien d'autre
Qu'une affaire de maquillage
Tu risquerais d'ôter
Le rouge de ma bouche
Je ne touche personne
Et personne ne me touche

Je suis sage comme une image
Sage comme une image
Brillante à la page
Mais pas pour ton usage

Allongée dans ma chambre
Distraite je contemple
Le téléphone qui sonne
Et pourtant il me semble
T'avoir bien prévenu
Je ne réponds jamais
C'est vraiment gentil
D'avoir pensé à moi
C'est vraiment gentil
D'avoir pensé à moi... Mais
Si parfois je m'ennuie
Ce n'est pas vraiment grave
Les petites filles modernes
Ne pleurent pas car elles savent
Elles n'attendent personne
Elles préfèrent jouer seules
Et apprendre à mener le jeu
Comme elles le veulent

Tous les disques que j'aime
Me parlent et me protègent
Il n'y a qu'à les jouer pour
Que les nuits s'abrègent
Les pochettes défilent
Et j'aimerai assez
Pouvoir être comme elles
De papier glacé

Dark Horse
Composer(s): George Harrison
Performer(s): George Harrison



You thought that you knew where I was and when
But it looks like they've been foolin' you again
You thought that you'd got me all steaked out
But baby looks like I've been breaking out

I'm a dark horse
Running on a dark race course
I'm a blue moon
Since I stepped from out of the womb
I've been a cool jerk
Looking for the source
I'm a dark horse

You thought you had got me in your grip
Baby looks like you was not so smart
And I became too slippery for you
But let me say that was nothing new

I'm a dark horse
Running on a dark race course
I'm a blue moon
Since I picked up my first spoon
I've been a cool jerk
Looking for the source
I'm a dark horse

I thought that you knew it all along
Until you started getting me not right
Seems as if you heared a little late
But I warned you when
We both were at the starting gate

I'm a dark horse
Running on a dark race course
I'm a blue moon
Since I stepped from out of the womb
I've been a cool jerk
Cooking at the source
I'm a dark horse

Andy Warhol
Composer(s): David Bowie
First release by: David Bowie - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



Like to take a cement fix
Be a standing cinema
Dress my friends up
just for show
See them as they really are
Put a peephole in my brain
Two New Pence to have a go
I'd like to be a gallery
Put you all inside my show

Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy Warhol, Silver Screen
Can't tell them apart at all

Andy walking, Andy tired
Andy take a little snooze
Tie him up when he's fast asleep
Send him on a pleasant cruise
When he wakes up on the sea
Be sure to think of me and you
He'll think about paint
and he'll think about glue
What a jolly boring thing to do

Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy Warhol, Silver Screen
Can't tell them apart at all

Dark Heart
Composer(s): Jack Bruce; Kip Hanrahan
Performer(s): Jack Bruce



I can show you the darkest part
My shadow heart
Where your affections really start
Now there's cruelty in its tone
And anger in its pitch
Danger in the zone
You love me for it
Yes you love me for it . . .

Dark eyes
Stripped of all disguise
You're afraid of me
Just as much as you ever hoped to be
Broken glass on the table
Shadows in the air
Shadows in the air
You need me for it
Yes you need me for it

The clouds run by in the empty sky
There are mysteries there
And they're in your touch
There's a moving fear & a darkness here
And it's in my touch
It's in my touch

Dark eyes
Stripped of all disguise
Dark eyes
Stripped clear
Broken glass on the table
Shadows in the air
Shadows in the air
You need me for it
Yes you need me for it

Horizontaal
Performer(s): Della Bosiers



Ik lig waterpas in bed, horizontaal
Uren later nog in bed, horizontaler
Daarna in mijn bad, dan voordien in mijn bed
En mijn teen konverseert met het schuimbellennet
En ik vlieger, hou de touwtjes wat minder strak
En ik wieg er uit

Nu de routine, gewoon routine
Wat harde broodjes met ei
Ik ren de trap af, deur uit
Straat af, tram op
Dag kantoor
En de machines, en de kombines
Het konsumeren gaat door
Totdat het tempo vertraagt, de winst verlaagt
Eeg, kantoor

Ik glijd speels en traag in bad, horizontaal
Uren later nog in bad, horizontaler
Daarna in mijn bed, dan voordien in mijn bad
En m'n huid konverseert met de bloemenlakenset
En ik vlieger, hou de touwtjes wat minder strak
En ik wieg er uit 

Dark Entries
Composer(s): Daniel Ash; Kevin Haskins; 
J. David & Co; Peter Murphy
Originally performed by: Bauhaus
Covered by various other artists



Caressing bent up to the jug again 
With sheaths and pills 
Invading all those stills 
In a hovel of a bed 
I will scream in vain 
Oh please miss Lane 
Leave me with some pain 
Went walking through this city's neon lights 
In fear of disguising my warping seathing 
Pressure lines and graceless heirs 
Intangible of price 
Trying so hard to find what? 
What was right 
I came upon your room it stuck into my head 
We leapt into the bed degrading even lice 
You took delight in taking down 
All my shielded pride 
Until exposed became my darker side 
Puckering up and down some avenue of sin 
Too cheap to ride they're worth a try 
If only for the old times cold times 
Don't go waving your pretentious love 
He's soliciting on his tan brown brogues 
Girating through some lonesome devils row 
Pinpointing well meaning upper class prey 
Of walking money checks posessing holes 
He often sleekly offers his services 
Exploitation of his finer years 
Work with loosely woven fabrics 
Of lonely office clerks 
Any lay suffices his dollar green eye

Andy Norris 
Composer(s): Joey Molland - Cathy Molland
Performer(s): Badfinger



Run out of money
Run outta good
Run outta reasons and misunderstood
Run out of rhythm
Run out of rhyme
Right out of feelings and right out of time

Living in limbo, hanging around
Head on the ceiling and mind in the clouds
Blind is the morning and deaf is the night
Comes without warning and leaves me in fright

Saving all my money, yeah, for the rainy days
I'm packin' up my suitcase, make it pay

Run out of patience
And run out of lies
Run out of spaces and nowhere to hide
Living and loving is easy to get
Living is something we haven't tried yet

Yeah, I've been saving all my money, yeah, for the rainy days
Well, I'm packin' up my suitcase, make it pay

Hey

I run out of money
Run out of good
Run out of reasons and misunderstood
Run out of rhythm
Run out of rhyme
Right out of feelings and right out of time

Blind is the morning and deaf is the night
Comes without warning and leaves me in fright

I've been saving all my money, yeah, for the rainy days
I'm packin' up my suitcase, make it pay

Dark Clouds
Composer(s): Robert Lucas
Performer(s): Canned Heat



Dark clouds, dark clouds follow me
Dark night, dark night is all I see
Man, I got these blues
Won't let a hold of me

Sometimes I dream of better days
Oh, from time to time, I dream of better days
Maybe it's just me
I gotta change my evil ways

I read the paper, 2000's all I see
I hope it gets better in the next century
But not just for the fat cats, people
For you and me

Dark clouds follow me everyway I go
Dark clouds follow me everyway I go
Oh man, these blues got a hold on me
I want you people to know

Late In The Evening
Composer(s): Paul Simon
First release by: Paul Simon - 1980



The first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed
I couldn't've been no more than one or two
And I remember there's a radio, coming from the room next door
My mother laughed the way some ladies' do

Well it's late in the evening, and the music's seeping through

The next thing I remember, I am walking down a street
I'm feeling alright I'm with my boys and with my troops, yeah
Down along the avenue some guys were shootin' pool
And I heard the sound of acapella groups, yeah

Singin' late in the evening, and all the girls out on the stoops, yeah

Then I learned to play some lead guitar, I was underage in this funky bar
And I stepped outside to smoke myself a J
When I come back to the room, everybody just seemed to move
And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play

It was late in the evening, and I blew that room away

First thing I remember when you came into my life
I said I wanna get that girl, no matter what I do
Well I guess I've been in love before and once or twice have been on the floor
But I've never loved no-one the way that I love you

..and I love you

And it was late in the evening, and all the music's seeping through

Dark As A Dungeon
Composer(s): Merle Travis
Originally performed by: Merle Travis
Covered by various other artists



It's as dark as a dungeon way down in the mine...

I never will forget one time when I was on a little visit 
down home in Ebenezer, Kentucky
I was a-talkin' to an old man that had known me ever since the day I was born 
and an old friend of the family 
He says, "Son, you don't know how lucky you are 
to have a nice job like you've got 
and don't have to dig out a livin' from under these old hills and hollers 
like me and your pappy used to" 
When I asked him why he never had left and tried some other kind of work 
he says, "Nawsir, you just won't do that 
If ever you get this old coal dust in your blood 
you're just gonna be a plain old coal miner as long as you live" 
He went on to say, "It's a habit (Chuckle) sorta like chewin' tobaccer" 

Come and listen you fellows, so young and so fine
And seek not your fortune in the dark, dreary mines.
It will form as a habit and seep in your soul
'Till the stream of your blood is as black as the coal

Chorus:
It's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew
Where danger is double and pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines
It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine
It's a-many a man I have seen in my day
Who lived just to labor his whole life away
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine
A man will have lust for the lure of the mines

I hope when I'm gone and the ages shall roll
My body will blacken and turn into coal
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home
And pity the miner a-diggin' my bones

Additional Verse:
The midnight, the morning, or the middle of day
Is the same to the miner who labors away
Where the demons of death often come by surprise
One fall of the slate and you're buried alive

Andy
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa



Is there anything good inside of you
If there is, I really wanna know
Is there anything
Good inside of you
If there is
I really wanna
Know
Is there anything
Good inside of you
If there is
I really wanna
Know
Is there?

Is there any-thaaaang good inside of you
If there is, I really wanna know-woh-oh-oh-oh
Is there any-thaaaang good inside of you
If there is, I really wanna know
really wanna know...

Something
Anything
Something
Anything

Show me a sigh
If you don't mind
Show me a sign
If you don't mind

Do you know what I'm really telling you
Is it something that you can understand
Do you know what I'm really telling you
Is it something that you can understand
Do you know what I'm really telling you
Is it something that you can understand
Do you know what I'm really telling you
Is it something that you can understand

Andy de vine
Had a thong rind
It was sublime
But the wrong kind
Andy de vine
Had a thong rind
It was sublime
But the wrong kind

Have I aligned
With a blown mind
Wasted my time
On a drawn blind
Have I aligned
With a blown mind
Wasted my time
On a drawn blind

Oh Andy ...

Darina
Composer(s): Didier Barbelivien
Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan



On ne se connaissait pas
on s'est retrouvé quand
toutes deux nées là-bas
du côté des Balkans

Par quelle étrange histoire
tout ça a commencé
je n'ai plus de mémoire
je n'ai plus de passé

Il m'a fallu t'attendre
il a fallu longtemps
de l'instant le plus tendre
au plus fort des tourments

Je vais guetter les jours
les mois et le moment
où tu diras bonjour
où tu diras Maman

Darina je sais comment dire je t'aime
mais jamais je ne l'ai dit autant
Darina tout ce qui à toi m'enchaîne
est tellement différent maintenant

Je sais qu'au fil du temps
je devrai m'adapter
mais nous avons le temps
de bien nous adopter

Je vais te voir grandir
je vais te voir courir
je vais te voir tomber
je vais te voir pleurer

{au Refrain}

Je sais qu'un certain soir
nous parlerons vraiment
nous marquerons l'histoire
d'un nouveau sentiment

J'aurai le cœur serré
j'aurai les yeux qui brillent
en te voyant danser
je dirai c'est ma fille
{au Refrain}

On ne se connaissait pas
on s'est retrouvé quand
toutes deux nées là-bas
du côté des Balkans

This Is It
Composer(s): Van McCoy
Performer(s): Melba Moore



This is it
this time I know it's for real
and I can't explain what I'm feeling
I'm lost for words
I'm in a daze
stunned and amazed
by your lovin' ways
(repeat)

You smile at me
and suddenly
the wheels of love begin to turn inside of me
you said hello
I felt a glow
right then and there I knew I'd never let you go
'cause I know, I know.....

This is it
this time I know it's for real
and I can't explain what I'm feeling
I'm lost for words
I'm in a daze
stunned and amazed
by your lovin' ways
(repeat)

The touch of you
is something new
nobody ever made me feel the way you do
it's heavenly
it's ecstasy
the way you make me feel when you make love to me
can't you see, can't you see....

This is it
this time I know it's for real
and I can't explain what I'm feeling
I'm lost for words
I'm in a daze
stunned and amazed
by your lovin' ways
(repeat)

The touch of you
is something new
nobody ever made me feel the way you do
it's heavenly
it's ecstasy
the way you make me feel when you make love to me
can't you see, can't you see....

This is it
this time I know it's for real
and I can't explain what I'm feeling
I'm lost for words
I'm in a daze
stunned and amazed
by your lovin' ways
(repeat)

Dare Me
Composer(s): Dave Innis; John Lorber
Originally performed by: The Pointer Sisters



I've got a chip on my shoulder with you name on it - knock it off
So don't just stand there foolin' if you don't want it - knock it off
I say you're either a lover or you are a liar
So don't you push too hard, you're playin' with fire

Baby, make your move, step across the line
Touch me one more time, come on, dare me!
I wanna take you on, I know I can't lose
I'll be loving you if you just dare me

Looks like you're lookin' for trouble
And I'd say you found it - you found it
You'll have to come right through me
There's no way around it - you found it
I hope that lean hungry look means what it's saying
'Cause I'm just sittin' on ready, ready and waiting
Baby, make your move, step across the line ...

Come on and dare me
If there's any truth behind your intentions
This night's gonna end up on fire - you better believe it
You better believe it, oh baby 
Oh, dare me, dare me, dare me
Baby, make your move, step across the line ...
Baby, make your move, step across the line ...
Baby, make your move, step across the line ...

Andrew's Blues (aka Song For Andrew)
Composer(s): Nanker - Phelge
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones



Yes now Andrew Oldham sittin' on a hill with Jack and Jill (Jack and Jill)
Fucked all night and sucked all night and taste that pussy till it taste just right
Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
Oh suck it Andrew (go on Andrew), fuck it Andrew (go on Andrew)
Oh Andrew Oldham (yeah) A guy who really know his way around
(down down down down)

Well I said I wouldn't lay you baby, till the day that we would wed
But every time I kiss you, you know, I forget just what I said
Well well I let you keep it tonight if you hold me, hold it real tight
Oh oo Andrew (oh Andrew) oh oh Andrew (yes Andrew)
Come and get it little Andrew, before Sir Edward takes it away from you
Come on get her cunt Sir Edward, come on now

Huh huh play the blues everybody, play the blues
Huh fuckin'! The Rolling Stones are a great fuckin' group
What a lot of balls, Phil Spector is a lot of shit
I though Phil Spector was a lot of shit
And I've heard the group, now I know their a lot of shit

That sure was fine (yeah baby)
Got my Beatles shoes on and I'm just raring to go
Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yeah)
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah,
Listen Andrew, Phil, Sir Edward Lewis, the Rolling Stones, the hottest 
Phil Spector, Gene Pitney (thank you), musical radios
Birds, Al Davis showing up, ahh, yeah
(Great time man) 
That's all (great side man)

You know that Andrew got to walk with his baby
Andrew has a talk with his baby
Now I know Andrew understood
That's what happen when the gettin' gets good
Oh Andrew (ba ba) oh Andrew (ba ba)
Suck it Andrew (ba ba) fuck it Andrew (ba ba)

Sir Edward where are you, Andrew is makin through
Andrew, come on Andrew shit
Oh fuck Sir Andrew, yeah!

Darby O'Leary
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Dubliners



One evening of late as I happened to stray
To the County Tipperary I straight took my way
To dig the potatoes and work by the day
for a farmer called Darby O'Leary

I asked him how far we were bound for to go
The night being dark and the cold wind did blow
I was hungry and tired and my spirits were low
for I got neither whiskey nor water

The dirty old miser he mounted his steed
To the Galbally mountains he rode in great speed
I followed behind 'til my poor feet did bleed
when we stopped when his old horse was weary

When we came to his cottage I entered it first
it seemed like a kennel or a ruined old church
Says I to myself I am left in the lurch
in the house of old Darby O'Leary

I well recollect it was Michalmass night
To a hearty good supper he did me invite
A cup of sour milk that was more green than white
And it gave me the trotting disorder

The wet old potatoes would poison the cats
And the barn where my bed was was swarming with rats
The fleas would have frightened the fearless St. Pat
who banished the snakes o'er the border

He worked me by day and he worked me by night
while he held an old candle to give me some light
I wished his potatoes would die of the blight
or himself would go off with the fairies

It was on this old miser I looked with a frown
When the straw was brought in for to make my shakedown
And I wished I had never seen him nor his town
nor the sky above Darby O'Leary

I've worked in Kilconnel, I've worked in Killmore
I worked in Knoockannie and Shamballamore
In Kalisanaker and Sollahed Moore with farmers so decent and cheery

I've worked in Tipperary, the Rag and Ross Green
At the mount of Killfegal, the Bridge of Orleans
But such woeful starvation I never yet seen
As I got from old Darby O'Leary