The Grand Old Duke Of York
(Traditional)



Oh! The grand old Duke of York
He had ten thousand men
He marched them up to the top of the hill
And he marched them down again

And when they were up they were up
And when they were down they were down
And when they were only half way up
They were neither up nor down

Oh! The grand old Duke of York
He had ten thousand men
They banged their drums as they went up the hill
And they banged them down again

And when they were up they were up
And when they were down they were down
And when they were only half way up
They were neither up nor down

Oh! The grand old Duke of York
He had ten thousand men
They tootled their flutes as they marched up the hill
And they tootled them down again

And when they were up they were up
And when they were down they were down
And when they were only half way up
They were neither up nor down

Cercami
Composer(s): Enzo Gragnaniello
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano



Cercami se puoi
sto perdendomi, sto perdendoti
amami se puoi
sto sciogliendomi, sto sciogliendoti

Io non cerco il seno
quello ha già confuso il cuore e la tua anima

io non chiedo al tempo
che mi invecchia e mi tormenta
di fermarsi un più

Un giorno vivranno nel mondo
senza di noi
un giorno vivranno nel mondo
senza di noi

E poi amandoci resteremo li
dentro l'anima

Animandoci ballerà con noi
anche l'aria

Io non cerco il seno
quello ha già confuso il cuore e la tua anima
e non chiedo al tempo che mi invecchia
e mi tormenta, di fermarsi un po'

Un giorno vivranno nel mondo
senza di noi
Un giorno vivranno nel mondo
senza di noi

E poi amandoci resteremo lì
dentro l'anima
Animandoci ballerà con noi
anche l'aria

Forget Me Not
Composer(s): Les Van Dyke
Performer(s): Eden Kane



I've been cryin' my heart out
Do you love me or do you love me not
If you keep tryin', you'll hear me sighin'
Forg-e-e-et me not

I've been wearin' my mind out
To have you close I'd give all that I've got
The love we tasted, has it been wasted
Forg-e-e-et me not

Ain't I just a lucky guy
Forget me not, forget me not
Woh, I'd lay me down to die
If love is one big lie

There's no need to remind me
Love's afire when the kisses grow hot
So take this ember, then you'll remember
Forg-e-e-et me not

Well, ain't I just a lucky guy
Forget me not, forget me not
Woh, I'd lay me down to die
If love is one big lie

There's no need to remind me
Love's afire when the kisses grow hot
So take this ember, then you'll remember
Forg-e-e-et me not

Forg-e-e-et me not

Forg-e-e-et me not

The Grand Illusion
Composer(s): Dennis DeYoung
Performer(s): Styx



Welcome to the Grand illusion
Come on in and see what's happening
Pay the price, get your tickets for the show
The stage is set, the band starts playing
Suddenly your heart is pounding
Wishing secretly you were a star

But don't be fooled by the radio
The TV or the magazines
They show you photographs of how your life should be
But they're just someone else's fantasy
So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because you never win the game
Just remember that it's a Grand illusion
And deep inside we're all the same
We're all the same...

So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because your neighbors got it made
Just remember that it's a Grand illusion
And deep inside we're all the same
We're all the same...

America spells competition, join us in our blind ambition
Get yourself a brand new motor car
Someday soon we'll stop to ponder what on Earth's this spell we're under
We made the grade and still we wonder who the hell we are

C'era Un Ragazzo Che Come Me Amava I Beatles E I Rolling Stones
((Portuguese Version: Era Um Garoto Que Como Eu Amava Os Beatles E Os Rolling Stones (Os Incríveis) - 1967))
Composer(s): Mauro Lusini - Francesci Migliacci
First release by: Gianni Morandi - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



C'era un ragazzo
che come me amava i Beatles
e i Rolling Stones
girava il mondo, veniva da
gli Stati Uniti d'America
Non era bello
ma accanto a sé aveva mille donne se
cantava «Help» e «Ticket to ride»
o «Lady Jane» o «Yesterday»
Cantava «Viva la libertà» ma
ricevette una lettera
la sua chitarra mi regalò
fu richiamato in America
Stop! coi Rolling Stones!
Stop! coi Beatles 
Stop!
Gli han detto vai nel Vietnam
e spara ai Vietcong...
Ta ta ta ta ta...
C'era un ragazzo
che come me amava i Beatles
e i Rolling Stones
girava il mondo, ma poi finì
a far la guerra nel Vietnam
Capelli lunghi non porta più
non suona la chitarra ma
uno strumento che sempre dà
la stessa nota ratatata
Non ha più amici, non ha più fans
vede la gente cadere giù
nel suo paese non tornerà
adesso è morto nel Vietnam
Stop! coi Rolling Stones!
Stop! coi Beatles 
Stop!
Nel petto un cuore più non ha
ma due medaglie o tre...
Ta ta ta ta ta...

Forget Me Never
Composer(s): Fred Wise; Ben Weisman
Performer(s): Elvis Presley



If I should go, forget me never
Please say that you'll remember me
I pray the dreams we share together
Will shine on in your memory

Each time a star falls out of heaven
It leaves the sky a deeper blue
So if we part, forget me never
And don't forget my love for you
And don't forget my love for you

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!