The Grand Hotel
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Mad Pudding



There's a place in Vancouver you all know so well
It's a place where they keep rot-gut whiskey to sell
They also keep boarders and keep them like hell
And the name of the place is the Grand Hotel

In the Grand Hotel when the loggers come in
It's amusing to see the proprietor grin
He knows they've got money, he'll soon have it all
"Come on, boys, have a drink!" you will hear Tommy call

Oh, the bartender laughs as the money rolls in
They drink beer and whiskey, champagne, rum and gin
Till they all get so boozy they can't drink no more
And the loggers lay scattered all over the floor

"Four bits for your bed, though you slept on the floor
And the breakfast you missed, that will be four bits more
And a four dollar meal ticket good at the bar
And a pass back to camp on the old Cassiar"

There's a place in Vancouver you all know so well
It's a place where they keep rot-gut whiskey to sell
They also keep boarders and keep them like hell
And the name of the place is the Grand Hotel

Central Park Arrest
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul
First release by: Thunderthighs - 1974



I was walking through the park
Looking for strangers
There was something in the dark
Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo
Then I jumped back in a fright
Was there a danger?
I knew something wasn't right
Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo

Come out, I know that you're there
I have a gun, so you'd better beware

Stop, in the name of the law
If you want, you have the right to protest
Stop, in the name of the law
But this is the Central Park Arrest

Didn't know what I should do
She was on patrol
Was there one or was there two
Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo
I felt something coming near
Losing her control
Then I shot out in the air
Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo, doo, doo, doo-doo

Come out, I know that you're there
I have a gun, so you'd better beware

Stop, in the name of the law
If you want, you have the right to protest
Stop, in the name of the law
But this is the Central Park Arrest

Forget Him
Composer(s): Tony Hatch
Performer(s): Bobby Rydell;
and various other artists



(Forget him, Forget him)

Forget him, if he doesn't love you
Forget him, if he doesn't care
Don't let him tell you that he wants you
'Cause he can't give you love which isn't there

Oh, little girl, he's never dreaming of you
He'll break your heart, you wait and see
So don't you cry now, just tell him goodbye now
Forget him and please come home to me

(Forget him, if he doesn't love you)
(Forget him, if he doesn't care)
Don't let him tell you that he wants you
'Cause he can't give you love which isn't there

Oh, little girl, he's never dreaming of you
He'll break your heart, you wait and see
So don't you cry now, just tell him goodbye now
Forget him and please come home to me

No, don't you cry now
Better tell him, goodbye now
Forget him, and please come home to me

The Grammy
Composer(s): Carl Wilson - Myrna Smith
Performer(s): Carl Wilson



You invite me to pick up my award
After all the time I've been out here
My music is still the same
Why is it just now getting there?
Wonder why this one got such play?
Wonder why all the fuss is made?
Now the turntables goin' 'round and 'round

Who's the judge of this anyway?
My music said what I had to say
Who decides if it's wrong or right?
The authority with such insite?
Wonder why this one got such play?
Wonder why all the fuss is made?
Now the turntables goin' 'round and 'round

We thought you wanted to be a star
You worked so hard to get this far
You played all the small time scenes
We just wanted to fulfill your dreams
You won a grammy, you won a grammy
You won a grammy, you won a grammy

Don't think I want to be bothered at all
Maybe I'll just give them a call
I won't go through pomp and circumstance
Anyway, my music isn't fancy
You invite me to share my fame
I've decided not to play your game
Now the turntables goin' 'round and 'round

We thought you wanted to be a star

Patsy
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Jack Bulterman; Larry Kolber
Performer(s): Rein De Vries



Vlak bij de haven staan heel oude huizen
Somber en donker, bouwvallig en koud
Daar woont een meisje, ze noemen haar Patsy
Zij is het meisje dat veel van me houdt

Kaal en versleten zijn Patsy haar kleren
Ondanks die kleren hoort Patsy bij mij
Thuis wil geen mens van m'n meisje iets weten
Toch gaat m'n liefde voor haar nooit voorbij

Patsy, 'k hoor toch bij jou
Nooit wil 'k een ander als vrouw
Ook al woon je in 'n krot
Met de huisdeur kapot
Je weet toch hoeveel 'k van je hou

Iedere nacht lig ik rust'loos te dromen
'k Zie hoe je wacht in die sombere straat
Denkend dat ik niet meer bij je zal komen
Maar als ik kom is 't misschien al te laat

Laatst vroeg een buurman heel zachtjes aan vader
"Ken jij die Patsy, ze kwam wel eens hier
't Meisje is droef aan haar einde gekomen
Gisteren vond men haar in de rivier"

Patsy, 'k hoor toch bij jou
Nooit wil 'k een ander als vrouw
M'n geluk is voorbij
Jij bent niet meer bij mij
Patsy, straks kom ik bij jou

Forget Domani
Composer(s): Norman Newell; Riz Ortolani
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra;
and various other artists



Let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow for tomorrow never comes

Domani, forget domani
Let's live for now and anyhow who needs domani?
The moonlight, let's share the moonlight
Perhaps together we will never be again

Ah, che luna, oh, che mare
With such a moon and such a sea and you and me
I get so dizzy when you're standing near
It's not the music that you hear
My heart is beating like a jungle drum
Let's take the minutes as they speed away
And hope it's true what people say
"When you're in love, tomorrow never comes"

Let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow for tomorrow never comes
Let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow for tomorrow never comes
Domani,* madonne *, domani!
With such a moon and such a sea and you and me
Let's take the minutes as they speed away
And hope it's true what people say
"When you're in love tomorrow never comes"

Let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow for tomorrow never comes
Oh, let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow
Let's forget about tomorrow for tomorrow never comes
Oh, let's forget about tomorrow

The Gospel Of No Name City
Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - André Previn
Performer(s): Alan Dexter



You wanna see sin of the wickedest kind?
Here it is!
You wanna see virtue left behind?
Here it is!
Sodom was vice
And visa-versa
You wanna say where the vice is worser?
Here it is!
I mean, here it is!

You wanna live life in the rottenest city?
Here it is!
Women and whiskey, night and day?
Here it is!
You wanna embrace the golden calf?
Ankle, and thigh, and upper half?
Here it is!
I mean, here it is!

No name city
No name city
The Lord don't like it here

No name city
No name city
Your reckoning day is near

No name city
No name city
Here's what he's gonna do

God love this town
And swallow it down
And goodbye to you

Will you go to heaven?
Will you go to hell?
Either repent, or fare thee well

God will take care of no name city
Comes the end, and it won't be pretty
Here it is!
I mean, here it is!

Here it is!
I mean, here it is!

Here it is!
I mean, here it is!
Amen!

Mei Alde Is' Im Playboy Drin
((Adapted from: Centerfold (The J. Geils Band) - 1981))
Composer(s): Seth Justman
Performer(s): J.B.O.



Es ist wahr, ich schwör' es euch - glaubt mir, ich hab's erlebt
Sie war ja so ein Engel, ich war ja so verliebt
Eines Tages schaute ich - ich bin ja nur ein Mann 
Eins von diesen schönen, bunten Busenheftchen an
Ich schlug auch gleich die Mittelseite auf, um mich anzuregen
Da schaut mir doch ich werd' verrückt - mein Engel nackt entgegen

Ich glaub' ich spinn'!
Verraten und verkauft ich bin!
Mei Alde is' im Playboy drin!

Sie war so rein und anständig und quatschte von Moral
Sie einmal ins Bett zu kriegen, das war die reinst Qual
Und wenn sie dann doch einmal in meinen Armen lag
Dann herrschte immer Dunkelheit, ja selbst am hellen Tag
Und jetzt - was ist? - da zeigt sie ihre nackten Titten
Im Playboy, jeder kann es seh'n, auf der Seid'n in der Midd'n

Nah nah nanananah
nananananananananananananah...

Rache! - schwör' ich und sag' mir: Was die kann, kann ich auch!
Ich hol' mir jetzt 'ne Polaroid und knipse meinen Bauch (und mehr!)
Im Hause ist zu wenig Licht, drum geht's in die Natur
Der Schniedel glänzt im Sonnenlicht - es fehlt das Puder nur
Ist egal, ich will ja nur meine Freundin schocken
Doch zwei Wochen später, da haut's mich von den Socken

Ich glaub' ich spinn'!
Verraten und verkauft ich bin!
Der Veit is' jetzt im Playgirl drin!
Ich bin jetzt im Playgirl drin!
Nah nah nanananah
nananananananananananananah...

Forget About You
Composer(s): Andy McMaster
Performer(s): Motors; Leif Garrett



I've been walking along for a million places
Places where we used to be
I've been driving all night in the fog and rain
Hoping just to see your face

All of your friends they just tell me
You've gone and you wanna be free
Now I'm left with those memories 
Forever more

And baby baby baby I just can't 

Forget about you
Now that we're through
How can I go on 
But baby I just can't

Forget about you
Now that we're through
All my dreams are gone
But baby I'm still thinkin' of you

I've been leaning on you, holdin' you down
Spending all your time about me
When you needed my love I was fooling around 
Leaving you to face the shame

If ever you feel you need me
I'll come runnin' right back to your side
And I'll know in a wink of the longing I caused

And baby baby baby I just can't 

Forget about you
Now that we're through
How can I go on 
But baby I just can't

Forget about you
Now that we're through
All my dreams are gone
But baby I just can't

Repeat to end …

The Golden Rule
Composer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
Performer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan



I wouldn't be glad wouldn't be sad
I wouldn't be good if I knew what I could
And I hate to go
But I must you know
Duty calls
Niagara Falls
See it go down
As it falls on the ground
And gets up again
At the count of ten
I would like everyone here to repeat after me
Something of which I know nothing about
Namely that which I will tell you
(That which I will tell you)
I'm going to school breaking a rule
I'm going around in a pitiful frown
'Cause I didn't pass (came)
Bottom of the class (Oh! what a shame)
Teacher was mad
So was me dad
Took off his belt
And without any help
Really hit me hard
Where I'd stuck a card
Thick I may be but a fool I am certainly not
Always remember the golden rule
When in no doubt get a car out
And while you're there how about...
Fetching me one of those pneumatic drills
Boy! I really love the sound that they make
So good for the pains and aches of life in general
Don't be such a miser
At the most a fiver is all you pay
Many's the time
I have wondered about what it is
I want you all to repeat after me
Something I know you know I know
Something I know you know I know 
I wouldn't behold wouldn't be cold
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for my
Dear old mum and dad
And the fun they had
Early one night
Dad put out the light
Got hold of me mum
Said he wanted a son
And as you can see
The result was me
Somebody told me once money does not grow on trees
Well if that's true then how do you explain
Apples oranges and lemons
Not forgetting melons

Centerfold
((German Version: Mei Alde Is' Im Playboy Drin (J.B.O.))
Composer(s): Seth Justman
First release by: The J. Geils Band - 1981
Covered by multiple other artists



Does she walk? Does she talk?
Does she come complete?
My homeroom homeroom angel
Always pulled me from my seat

She was pure like snowflakes
No one could ever stain
The memory of my angel
Could never cause me pain

Years go by I'm lookin' through a girly magazine
And there's my homeroom angel on the pages in-between

My blood runs cold
My memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold
Angel is the centerfold
Angel is the centerfold

Slipped me notes under the desk
While I was thinkin' about her dress
I was shy I turned away
Before she caught my eye

I was shakin' in my shoes
Whenever she flashed those baby-blues
Something had a hold on me
When angel passed close by

Those soft and fuzzy sweaters
Too magical to touch
Too see her in that negligee
Is really just too much

My blood runs cold
My memory has just been sold
My angel is the centerfold
Angel is the centerfold
Angel is the centerfold

It's okay I understand
This ain't no never-never land
I hope that when this issue's gone
I'll see you when your clothes are on

Take you car, Yes we will
We'll take your car and drive it
We'll take it to a motel room
And take 'em off in private

A part of me has just been ripped
The pages from my mind are stripped
Oh no, I can't deny it
Oh yea, I guess I gotta buy it!

Forever's As Far As I'll Go
Composer(s): Mike Reid
Performer(s): Alabama; The Sultans



I'll admit I could feel it
The first time that we touched
And the look in your eyes
Said you felt as much
But I'm not a man
Who falls so easily
It's best that you know
Where you stand with me

I will give you my heart
Faithful and true
And all the love it can hold
That's all I can do
But I've thought about
How long I'll love you
And it's only fair that you know
Forever's as far as I'll go

When there's age around my eyes
And gray in your hair
And it only takes a touch to recall
The love we've shared
I won't take for granted
You'll know my love is true
Each night in your arms
I will whisper to you

I will give you my heart
Faithful and true
And all the love it can hold
That's all I can do
But I've thought about
How long I'll love you
And it's only fair that you know
Forever's as far as I'll go
Forever's as far as I'll go

The Golden Rocket
Composer(s): Hank Snow
First recording/First release by: Hank Snow (The Singing Ranger) and His Rainbow Ranch Boys - 1950
Covered by multiple other artists



Board!
From old Montana down to Alabam’ 
I’ve been before and I’ll travel again
You trifling women can’t keep a good man down
You’ve dealt the cards but you missed the play
So hit the road and be on your way
Gonna board the Golden Rocket and leave this town

I was a good engine a-runnin on time
But baby I’m switchin’ to another line
So honey, never hang your single out for me
I’m tired of running on the same old track
Bought a one way ticket and I won’t be back
This Golden Rocket is gonna roll my blues away

Hear that lonesome whistle blow
That’s your cue and by now you know
That I’ve got another true love waitin’ in Tennessee
This midnight special is burning the rails
So woman don’t try to follow my trail
This Golden Rocket is gonna roll my blues away

Hear her thunder on through the night
This Golden Rocket is a-doin’ me right
That sunny old southland sure is a part of me
Now from your call-board erase my name
Your fire done went out you done lost your flame
And this Golden Rocket is a-rollin’ my blues away

That old conductor he seemed to know 
You’ve done me wrong I was feeling low 
For he yelled aloud we’re over that Dixon Line
The Brakeman started singin’ a song 
Said “You’re worried now, but it won’t be long”
“This Golden Rocket is leavin’ your blues behind”

Then the Porter yelled with his southern drawl 
“Let’s rise and shine  
Good mornin’ you all”
And I sprang to my feet to greet the newborn day
When I kissed my baby in the station door
That whistle blew like it never before
On the Golden Rocket that rolled my blues away

Centerfield
((Finnish Version: Vasen Pakki (Moogetmoogs) - 1993))
Composer(s): John Fogerty
First release by: John Fogerty - 1985



Well, beat the drum and hold the phone 
the sun came out today! 
We're born again, there's new grass on the field
A-roundin' third and headed for home
it's a brown-eyed handsome man 
Anyone can understand the way I feel 

Oh, put me in, Coach ~ I'm ready to play today! 
Put me in, Coach ~ I'm ready to play today
Look at me, I can be Centerfield

Well, I spent some time in the Mudville Nine
watchin' it from the bench
You know I took some lumps when the Mighty "Case" struck out
So, say Hey Willie, Tell Ty Cobb and Joe DiMaggio
Don't say "It ain't so", you know the time is now

Oh, put me in, Coach ~ I'm ready to play today! 
Put me in, Coach ~ I'm ready to play today
Look at me, I can be Centerfield

Yeah! I got it! I got it!! 

Got a beat-up glove, and a homemade bat
and a brand new pair of shoes
You know I think it's time to give this game a ride
Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all ~ 
a moment in the sun: {Pop!} 
It's gone and you can tell that one good-bye! 

Oh, put me in, Coach ~ I'm ready to play today! 
Put me in, Coach ~ I'm ready to play today
Look at me, I can be Centerfield. 

Oh, put me in, Coach ~ I'm ready to play today! 
Put me in, Coach ~ I'm ready to play today 
Look at me, I can be Centerfield

Yeah!

Forever Young
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): The Band;
and various other artists



May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young

May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young

May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young

The Golden Road (To Unlimited Devotion)
Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Bill Kreutzmann - Philip Lesh - Ron McKernan - Bob Weir
First release by: The Grateful Dead - 1967



See that girl barefooting along
Whistling and singing, she's a-carrying on
Got laughing in her eyes
Dancing in her feet
She's a neon diamond
She can live on the street

Hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party
Every day
Hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party every day

Well, everybody's dancing in a ring around the sun
Nobody's finished, we ain't even begun
So take off your shoes, child
And take off your hat
Try on your wings
And find out where it's at

Hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party
Every day
Hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party every day

Take a vacation, fall out for a while
Summer's coming in and it's going out in style
Well, lie down smoking, honey
Have yourself a ball
'Cause your mother's down in Memphis
Won't be back till the fall

Hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party
Every day
Hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party every day

Cent Ans De Plus
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



Cent ans dans la peau de l'esclave
Et juste après cent ans de plus
Chercher des miettes sous les tables
Avant que les blancs ne marchent dessus
Dormir sur des paquets de planches
Chanter seulement le dimanche
Tu vois la femme noire
Dans le rôle de la bonne
Avec tout à côté
Tout tordu son bonhomme
Après ça faut pas que tu t'étonnes

C'est Eux qui ont fait
Eux qui ont fait
Son House et Charlie Patton
Howlin' Wolf et Blind Lemon

Bien rouge le sang de l'Afrique
Sur la jolie fleur du coton
La toute nouvelle Amérique
La belle démocratie "Welcome"
Bateaux déportant les villages
Au bout de l'immense voyage
Gravé dans la mémoire
Pour des années-lumière
Chaque larme d'ivoire
Chaque collier de fer
Après ça faut pas que tu t'étonnes

C'est Eux qui ont fait
Eux qui ont fait
Son House et Charlie Patton
Howlin' Wolf et Blind Lemon

Toujours plaire aux marchands de fantômes
Elle qu'on achète et lui que l'on donne
Naître avec la peine maximum
Toujours vivant dans ce que nous sommes
Peuple interdit du reste des hommes
Cherchant le bleu de l'ancien royaume
Eux qui ont fait faut pas que ça t'étonne

Son House et Charlie Patton
Blind Blake et Willie Dixon
Ma Rainey et Robert Johnson
Howlin' Wolf et Blind Lemon...
Son House et Charlie Patton

Forever Young
Composer(s): Jim Cregan;
Kevin Savigar; Rod Stewart
Performer(s): Rod Stewart



May the Good Lord be with ya down every road you roam
And may sunshine and happiness surround you when you're far from home
And may you grow to be proud, dignified, and true
And do unto others as you would have done to you
Be courageous and be brave
And in my heart you'll always stay
Forever young (forever young)
Forever young (forever young)
May good fortune be with you, may your guiding light be strong
Build a stairway to heaven with a prince or a vagabond
And may you never love in vain
And in my heart you will remain
Forever young (forever young)
Forever young (forever young)
For ever young
For ever young
Yeah!
And when you fin'lly fly away I'll be hopin' that I served ya well
For all the wisdom of a lifetime no one can ever tell
But whatever road ya choose
I'm right behind you, win or lose
Forever young (forever young)
Forever young (forever young)
For ever young
For ever young
For! For! ever young
For ever young

We're In The Money ((aka The Gold Digger's Song (We're In The Money))
Composer(s): Harry Warren - Al Dubin
First performance/First recording: Ginger Rogers/Art Kahn & His Orch. - 1933
Covered by multiple other artists



We're in the money 
We're in the money
We've got a lot of what it takes to get along!
We're in the money, the skies are sunny
Old man depression, you are through
You done us wrong!
We never see a headline
`bout a breadline, today
And when we see the landlord
We can look that guy right in the eye
We're in the money 
Come, on my honey
Let's spend it, lend it, send it rolling along

Cenizas
Composer(s): Wello Rivas
Performer(s): Javier Solís



Después de tanto soportar la pena de sentir tu olvido
después que todo te lo dio mi pobre corazón herido
has vuelto a verme para que yo sepa de tu desventura
por la amargura de un amor igual al que me diste tú

Ya no podré ni perdonar ni darte lo que tú me diste
has de saber que de un cariño muerto no existe rencor
y si pretendes remover las ruinas que tú mismo hiciste
sólo cenizas hallarás de todo lo que fue mi amor