The Bird On My Head
Composer(s): Ross Bagdasarian
Performer(s): David Seville



(words in brackets are sung by the bird)

I'm just sittin' in a vacant lot with a bird sittin' on my head
I'm just sittin' in a vacant lot with a bird sittin' on my head
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
I belong in someone's arms (and I belong in a tree)

Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
This is no kind of life
I should have a house and bed (and I should have me a wife)

We're just sittin' in a vacant lot and we haven't got a dime
The bird and me, lonely as can be, we're together all the time

Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
I belong in someone's arms (and I belong in a tree)

Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What I say is no lie
We've been sittin' here so long (that I forgot how to fly)

I'm just sittin' in a vacant lot (and I'm sittin' on his head)

(both) 
The things we want we haven't got need a tree and house and bed

(both)
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
(He belongs in someone's arms) and he belongs in a tree

(both) 
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
This is no kind of life
(He should have a house and bed) and he should have him a wife

Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
I belong in someone's arms...

(and I belong in a tree)

Canción Para Un Amigo
Composer(s): J.L. Ubiergo - Fernando Ubiergo
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



No he podido olvidarte amigo mío
no he podido sacarte de mi mente
ni apagar esa Luna creciente
que alumbraba indiferente
esa noche en tu camino

No he podido olvidar tu melodía
artesano, noble guitarrero
más allá de la pala y el sombrero
se escondía un hombre bueno
con voz de melancolía

Al vuelo 403 llamaron
rezaste el Padre Nuestro en el adiós
mordiéndote la rabia y la tristeza
valiente te pusiste el cinturón
y el sol quiso abrazarte esa mañana
pero ya estaba escrita, tú última canción

No he podido olvidarte amigo mío
pues el tiempo agranda tu recuerdo
charrúa de carnet y de nacimiento
chileno de razón y sentimiento
que en esta tierra hiciste el nido

No he podido olvidar, no lo podría
al Quijote que sin armadura
defendió su credo y su locura
con una guitarra y partituras
y desafió a la noche con su vida

Al vuelo 403 llamaron
rezaste el Padre Nuestro en el adiós
mordiéndote de rabia y de tristeza
valiente te pusiste en cinturón
y el sol quiso abrazarte esa mañana
pero ya estaba escrita, tú última canción

Feelin' Stronger Every Day
Composer(s): Peter Cetera; James Pankow
Performer(s): Chicago



I do believe in you
And I know you believe in me
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
And now we realize
Love's not all that it's supposed to be
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

And knowing that you would have wanted it this way
I do believe I'm feelin' stronger every day

I know we really tried
Together we had love inside
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
So now the time has come
For both of us to live on the run
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

And knowing that you would have wanted it this way
I do believe I'm feelin' stronger every day
Yeah, yeah, yeah

After what you've meant to me
Ooh baby now
I can make it easily
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know that we both agree
Best thing to happen to you
The best thing that happened to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Feelin' stronger every day
Feelin' stronger every day
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day 
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day 
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day

The Bird Has Flown
Composer(s): Ritchie Blackmore - Rod Evans - Jon Lord
Performer(s): Deep Purple



For the beggar on his cornerstone
Catches pity in his wrinkled hand
But the robber whose bird has flown
Catches nothing only grains of sand

All the children in the distant house
They have feelings only children know
But the robber whose bird has flown
Catches nothing only flakes of snow

The sensation's not new to you
It's something we all have known
You get it - it goes right through you
Yes it's something we all have known

And the bird it has flown
To a place on it's own
Somewhere all alone

Now the hermit in his lonely cave
Has himself to keep him company
But the robber whose bird has flown
He has heartaches same as you and me

The sensation's not new to you
It's something we all have known
You get it - it goes right through you
Yes it's something we all have known

And the bird it has flown

Now the hermit in his lonely cave
Has himself to keep him company
But the robber whose bird has flown
He has heartaches same as you and me

Canción Para Mi Soldado
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Si caigo en el camino
hagan cantar mi fusil
y ensanchenle su destino
porque no debe morir
si caigo en el camino
como puede suceder
que sigo el canto mi amigo
cumpliendo con su deber

La muerte pone un dilvido
en los oidos del hombre
canto que no tiene nombre
cancion que busca su trino
cumple en la selva destino
simple de hombre militante
el turno de los instantes
de su verdadera suerte
como me manda la muerte
con su palabra quemante

Si caigo en el camino...

Cancion para mi soldado
es la que quiero cantar
y con ella confesar
que es un canto enamorado
el de ayer, el de despues
cuando elegimos el rumbo
bajo la estrella del Che

Feelin' So Good
Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Andy Kim
Performer(s): The Archies; The Lolas



bow bow whompa bow bow
bow bow whompa bow bow
bow bow whompa bow bow 

bow bow whompa bow bow 

Looky over there, sunshine in her hair
That's my girl, her name is Skooby-Doo
Don'tcha like her smile?
Don'tcha like her style?
You know I'd walk a mile for Skooby-Doo

Oh my Skooby-Doo
I'll do ya what you want me to
Oh my Skooby-Doo
You got my lonely head a-reeling all the time
Feelin' so good
So good
Feelin' so good

Anytime at all I wanna have a ball
All I do is call my Skooby-Doo
She can make me laugh in a minute in a half
Yes, I'm going daff with Skooby-Doo

Oh my Skooby-Doo
I'll do ya what you want me to
Oh my Skooby-Doo
You got my only head a-reeling all the time
Feelin' so good
So good
Feelin' so good

Oh my I love you
Skooby-Doo, I love you
I said a "S"
"K"
"O-O"
"B"
"Y"
"D-O-O"
oh oh
oh oh
oh
oh
oh oh oh oh

Diamonds and a ring, presents I could bring
Wouldn't mean a thing to Skooby-Doo
Sunday after mass picnic in the grass
Diggin' Mama Cass with Skooby-Doo

Oh my Skooby-Doo
I'll do ya what you want me to
Oh my Skooby-Doo
You got my only head a-reeling all the time
Feelin' so good
So good
Feelin' so good
So good 

Feelin' so good

Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
My Skooby-Doo
Feelin' so good 

Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
My Skooby-Doo

Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
My Skooby-Doo
Feelin' so good

The Bird
Composer(s): Hal Coleman - Barry Etris
Performer(s): Jerry Reed



Well my throat was dry and I was getting’ late
And I was at this bat on the interstate
When this guy with a bird on his shoulder walked in the door
And he proceeded to tell me the strangest thing
He said, “Sir this bird of mine can sing like no other bird
You’ve never heard before!”
Well I just looked at the guy and said “Oh really?”
And he turned to the bird and said”Do ole Willie”
When that bird started singing I almost hit the floor
Whiskey River take my mind
Don’t let her memory torture me
Whiskey River don’t run dry
You’re all I got to take care of me
Well if that ain't the durndest thing
I thought, son, what a heck of a thing
A man could get rich making that bird sing
And I could feel this wild idear comin' on strong
I said, “I’m just sittin’ here with two weeks pay
And I’d probably blow it all anyway
I’ll buy that bird If he’ll do one more song”
Maybe I didn’t hold you quite as often as I should have
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
I said, “well that does it sir, yep
I’d like to buy that bird
Would $500.00 take him off your hands?”
Well, he thought for a while and he said, “alright”
He handed me the bird and he said “goodnight”
Counted the money and out the door he ran
I was thinkin’ I’d found the rainbow’s end
My ship would soon be rolling in
When that bird sailed out the door
And he was gone
And as I watched him leave I got boilin’ mad
‘Cause I knew right then that I’d been had
And as he faded in the night he was singing this song
On the road again
I just can’t wait to get on the road again (Somebody stop that bird!)
The life I love is making money with my friend
And I can’t wait to get on the road again

Canción Para Luchar
Composer(s): León Gieco - Luis Gurevich
Performer(s): León Gieco



Canción para cantar
unidos y haciendo frente
a la intolerancia ciega
de unos pocos dementes
que arrastran en su discurso
la sangre de un pueblo débil

Canción para aclarar
las cosas que están pendientes
justicia que queda chica
donde la vida no vale
Por tantos gobiernos sordos
más fotos y más escraches

Canción del bien, canción del mal
Para reír, para luchar
Si hoy voy por vos, yo esperaré
Si me llamás, aquí estaré

Canción para decir
las cosas que pocos dicen
Por lo general, la gente
si no le pasa, no siente
Y así todo se repite
y así nunca se lo aprende

Canción para sacar
más fuerzas de la galera
de este mundo de magias
y de maldad verdadera
Hoy salvo a muchos del hambre
y enveneno cielo y tierra

Feelin' Satisfied
Composer(s): Tom Scholz
Performer(s): Boston; Dark One Lite



Well come on
All you people
The time has come to get together 
You gotta have a little rock 'n' roll music 
To get you through the stormy weather
And do whatever you feel
when you let go 
Nothin's gonna help you more than rock 'n' roll 

So come on, put you hands together
You know it's now or never 
Take a chance on rock 'n' roll 

Ooo are you feelin' satisfied
Come on let us give your mind a ride
Ooo are you ready tonight
Come on let us give your mind a ride 
You can do what you like
Come on let us give your mind a ride 

Oh that funky feelin' 
Is what you need to get you through
You oughta know 
I'll tell you somethin'
Don't let your troubles get to you
'Cause win or lose it's alright 
Well take control 
And nothin's gonna help you more than rock 'n' roll 

So come on
Put you hands together
You know it's now or never
Take a chance on rock 'n' roll 

Ooo are you feelin' satisfied
Come on let us give your mind a ride
Ooo are you ready tonight
Come on let us give your mind a ride 
You can do what you like
Come on let us give your mind a ride

The Bilbao Song
Composer(s): Bertolt Brecht – Kurt Weill - Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Andy Williams
and multiple other artists



That old Bilbao moon, I won't forget it soon
That old Bilbao moon, just like a big balloon
That old Bilbao moon would rise above the dune
While Tony's beach saloon rocked with an old-time tune
We'd sing a song the whole night long and I can still recall
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest nights of them all

No paint was on the door (no paint was on the door)
The grass grew through the floor (the grass grew through the floor)
Of Tony's two by four (of Tony's two by four)
On the Bilbao shore (on the Bilbao shore)
But there were friends galore (howdy do, howdy do)
And there was beer to pour (chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug)
And moonlight on the shore (and the moon shines above)
That old Bilbao shore (on the shore, not the rug)
We'd sing all night with all our might and I can still recall
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest nights of them all

That old Bilbao moon, I won't forget it soon
That old Bilbao moon, just like a big balloon
That old Bilbao moon would rise above the dune
While Tony's beach saloon rocked with an old-time tune
We'd sing all night with all our might and I can still recall
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest nights of them all

Canción Para Corear
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Y ahora prueba el diestro
con la mano izquierda
con mando, con temple
de un natural soberbio

Aaaaaaaaamén

Dado el progreso
en todos los órdenes
y el desarrollo económico y social
de los últimos años

¡Gooooooool!

Pirri centra
recoge Amancio
Amancio para a Puskas, Puskas a Pirri
chuta

¡Muy bien, así se habla!
(aplausos de procuradores)

Hermanos
desterrad el pecado
de nuestras vidas
renegad de Satanás
del mundo y la carne

¡Olé!

Feelin' Reelin' Squeelin'
Composer(s): Kevin Ayers
Performer(s): Soft Machine; University of Errors



This is a token of words unspoken to you
Honey I'm feeling, reeling and squeeling for you
Why don't you tell me one way or another
That you'd rather be your father and mother?

This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dream
I get hung up tied and strung up on your scene
It doesn't matter what I say, you're safely tucked away
You've got your simple way, I'm something far away

Aren't you happy?
Aren't you happy?

I've been dreaming
You've been screaming all night
You said take me
I said wake me - it's all right

Hell is the hung-up mind
Looking for things to find
You'll look but will not see
Outside your fantasy
That's all useless - ain't it honey?

The Biggest Sin Of All
Composer(s): Benny Davis - Ted Murray
Performer(s): Connie Francis



Backup (intro): 
And that was the biggest sin of all

Connie: 
It was a sin the way you lied to me 
The way you broke my heart
But that was not the biggest sin of all
It was a sin the way you made me cry
And vowed we'd never part
But that was not the biggest sin of all 

You promised to be faithful
And I trusted in you
Oh, what a sin 
You just couldn't be true 
But the biggest sin of all 
Was when you made believe you were mine 
When there was somebody else 
All the time

I should have known you didn't love me 
With all those lied that you told
And I should've known
That there was another
When your kisses were so cold 
Yes, I closed my eyes
Too much in love to see 
Oh, why, did this ever have to happen to me

Yes, the biggest sin of all
Was when you made believe you were mine
When there was somebody else
All the time

Backup: 
All the time

Canción En Harapos
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Que fácil es agitar un pañuelo a la tropa solar
del manifiesto marxista y la historia del hambre
que fácil es suspirar ante el gesto del hombre
que cumple un deber
y regalarle ropitas a la pobrecita
hija del chofer
que fácil de enmascarar sale la oportunidad

Que fácil es engañar al que no sabe leer
cuántos colores, cuántas facetas tiene el pequeño burgués

Que fácil es trascender con fama de original
pero se sabe que entre los ciegos el tuerto suele mandar
que fácil de apuntalar sale la vieja moral
que se disfraza de barricada
de los que nunca tuvieron nada
qué bien prepara su mascara el pequeño burgués

Viva el harapo señor
y la mesa sin mantel
viva el que huela a callejuela
a palabrota y taller

Desde una mesa repleta cualquiera decide aplaudir
la caravana en harapos de todos los pobres
desde un mantel importado y un vino añejado
se lucha muy bien
desde una mesa gigante y un auto elegante
se sufre también
en un amable festín se suele ver combatir

Si fácil es abusar más fácil es condenar
y hacer papeles para la historia para que te haga un lugar

Que fácil es protestar por la bomba que cayó
a mil kilómetros del ropero y del refrigerador
que fácil es escribir algo que invite a la acción
contra tiranos, contra asesinos
contra la cruz o el poder divino
siempre al alcance de la vidriera y el comedor

Viva el harapo señor
y la mesa sin mantel
viva el que huela a callejuela
a palabrota y taller

Feelin' Down Farther
Composer(s): Tom Johnston
Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers



Well, the sun is shinin'
A new day is here
All the people smilin', and the sky is clear
Not an hour wasted will I share with you
Got to keep lovin', mama, no matter what I do

Ooh, ooh, ooh, I got to tell you 

Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby 
Feelin' farther down

Jesus, here me when I sing out loud
The echoes of my gladness fall upon the ground
I don't care for sadness, and I don't need fear
I hope they fin'lly realize that the feelin' is near

Ooh, ooh, ooh, I got to tell you 

Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby 
Feelin' farther down

Ooh, way down low, ooh, way down low
Ooh, way down low, ooh, way down low 

Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby 
Feelin' farther down

Givin' and receivin' are all I know
Some of you will find it and you'll prob'bly let it show
Only one thing that I know to be true
Every day is different, mama and so are you

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh 
Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh

Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther 
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby 
Feelin' farther down

The Biggest Parakeets In Town
Composer(s): Charlie Drew - Jud Strunk
Performer(s): Kacey Jones



Some folks I know keep looking
For rare old coins and stamps
While others see what's cooking
In antique books and lamps
Some hobbies are like slavery
There's one too tough for words
This girl has got an aviary
And you should see her birds...

She's got chanticleers and dickey birds
Intelligent and tricky birds
That make the boys all want to hang around
Her crow is black and shiny
Her hummingbirds are tiny
But she's got the biggest parakeets in town! 

She's got cockatoos and bobolinks
In royal blue and dusty pinks
And you should see them hangin' upside down
Oh, it's thrilling to behold her
When she wings them past her shoulder
'Cause she's got the biggest parakeets in town!

And every night
When she gets into bed
She puts each one on a pillow
Oh, they sound like Bing
When they start to sing
"Tweet willow, tweet willow, tweet willow" 

After holding them and petting them
She gets a thrill in letting them
Go swingin' from the ceiling to the ground
Ask anyone who's seen 'em
It's hard to choose between 'em
'Cause she's got the biggest parakeets in town!

Imagine her in love one day
As she tells her fiance, "Okay!"
On the day the wedding rolls around
Although he loves the ground she stands on
He can't wait to get his hands on
The biggest parakeets in town 

Well, picture on their wedding night
When hubby, dear, turns off the light
And wakes in the mornin' with a frown...
As he goes to caress her
He sees them on the dresser...
The biggest parakeets in town!
(She's really got 'em, boy!)
The biggest parakeets in town!
(They're enormous!)

Canción Del Trovador Errante
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Fui un trovador errante
sombra por caminos sin alas

Mis riquezas
fueron aquellos sitios
donde aprendían mis canciones
quienes me las mostraban
vagabundos alrededor de sus hogueras
iluminaciones de cirqueros y perros
donde me convertía en una chispa transitoria
disuelta en las remotas
antífonas que saben las cigarras

Mi patria era la intemperie
los acosados campos de clorofila elemental
y fauna en eclosión
pero también era ceniza
miércoles de lloviznas masticando
la hogaza sucia y nutritiva que comparte
el proscrito ordinario
risueño y colosal
entre las tibias ocasionales
piernas de un cisne amaestrado

Fui un trovador errante
y ahora
tras el paso del tiempo
soy quien enciende las hogueras
quien convoca luciérnagas
y sabe el nombre de la chispa que salta
de la crepitación hacia la noche
cometa de un universo diminuto
donde mi mano es la de Dios
quiero decir
la de un colosalmente viejo vagabundo
con la mirada puesta en los senderos
con la memoria abierta a la única
riqueza que le espera

Susurraré mi historia a un trovador errante
sombra en busca de almas
para que la reparta junto a los fuegos
ocasionales tibios que depara el camino
a todos quienes sueñan con un cisne
salvaje

Feelin' Blue
Composer(s): J.C. Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; 
Rosanne Cash



Hey, look over yonder out in the rain
Soakin' wet fever in my brain
Now, I ain't certain which way to go
But I got to move, sure

Chorus:
Feelin' 
Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue
Feelin' 
Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue
Feelin' 
Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue
I'm Feelin' Blue
I'm Feelin' Blue

Hey, look over yonder behind the wall
They're closin' in I'm about to fall
Now I'm no coward, but I ain't no cool
Feel it in my bones, my book is due

Chorus

Hey, look over yonder, up in the tree
There's a rope hangin' just for me
Without a warnin', without a warnin'
Things are pilin' up to break me down

Chorus

Hey, look over yonder, out in the street
People laughin' by, walkin' easy
Now, I'm no sinner, but I ain't no saint
If it's happy, you can say I ain't

Chorus

I'm Feelin' Blue
I'm Feelin' Blue
I'm Feelin' Blue
I'm Feelin' Blue
I'm Feelin' Blue
I'm Feelin' Blue

Biggest Aspidistra In The World
Composer(s): Connor - Haines - Harper
Performer(s): Gracie Fields



For years we had an aspidestra in a flower pot
On the whatnot, near the hatstand, in the hall
It didn’t seem to grow till one day our brother Joe
Had a notion that he’d make it strong and tall
So he’s crossed it with an acorn from an oak tree
And he’s planted it against the garden wall

It shot up like a rocket till it nearly reached the sky
It’s the biggest aspidestra in the world
We couldn’t see the top of it, it got so bloomin’ high
It’s the biggest aspidestra in the world
When father’s had a snoot-full at his pub “The Bunch of Grapes”
He doesn’t go all fighting-mad and getting into scrapes – oh no
You’ll find him in his bare skin playing Tarzan of the Apes
On the biggest aspidestra in the world

We have to get it watered by the local fire brigade
So they put the water rates up half a crown
The roots top up the drains, grow along the country lanes
And they come up half a mile outside the town

Once we had an auditorium for a hothouse
But a jealous rival went and burnt it down
The tomcats and their sweethearts love to spend their evenings out
Up the biggest aspidestra in the world
They all begin meeowing when the buds begin to sprout
From the biggest aspidestra in the world

The dogs all come around for miles – a lovely sight to see
They sniff around for hours and hours and wag their tails with glee
So I’ve had to put a notice up to say it’s not a tree
It’s the biggest aspidestra in the world

Canción Del Silencio
Composer(s): D.A.R.
Performer(s): Léon Gieco



Silencio, señores grandes
que despiertan los cuentos del parque
Ellos esperan las nuevas risas
en las treinta vueltas de una calesita
Ellos esperan las nuevas risas
sobre la esperanza llamada sortija

Silencio, señores grandes 
que despiertan las leyendas 
Tal vez pintadas o dibujadas 
en el redondo borde de las plantas 
Tal vez pintadas o dibujadas 
En el vaiven solitario de una hamaca
 
El silencio no es una palabra
escrita sobre una pared
Es una cancion solitaria por el viento
que no se detiene en el medio de un infierno
Es una cancion solitaria por el viento
que no se detiene en el medio de un infierno ho ho oho

Silencio, señores grandes 
que despiertan las historias 
Adormecidas en los parques 
debajo de un tobogan o un banco gris 
Adormecidas en los parques 
cobijadas por un copo de maiz

Silencio, señores grandes 
que las dulces fabulas despiertan 
Ellas estan acurrucadas 
en el vientre de un mordisco de manzana 
Ellas estan acurrucadas 
en el bostezo de una hormiga trasnochada

Estribillo . . .