Above And Beyond
Composer(s): Maurice Gibb - Barry Gibb - Robin Gibb
Performer(s): Bee Gees



Woman in a million to me 
I never loved so much 
Is it any wonder I'm alive 
No one ever knows what makes a 
Virtue or a vice 
Let it be the spell I'm under 
(These naked eyes) 
Let it be the rain and thunder comes 

I go above and beyond the sun 
Some love never dies 
Story of our lives, ohh, 
Swear by the stars above 
And late at night I pray to myself 
That you and I got everything we need 
I'd give it all for you and me 

Love is the earth and the wind 
And the fire and the soul 
Love is above and beyond any eye to behold 
Love is the key and the cause 
And it's makin' us whole 

Made me a little crazy, but I 
Soon realize my fate 
Every little touch I'm paralyzed 
No one ever know what makes 
An angel in disguise 
Let me be the one to taste you 
Those naked eyes 
No pity if the city ever crumbles down 

I go above and beyond the sun 
Some love never dies 
Story of our lives, ohh
Swear by the stars above 
And late at night I pray to myself 
That you and I got everything we need 
I'd give it all for you and me 

Love is the earth and the wind 
And the fire and we share 
Love is the force and the edge 
And it's ready for those who dare 
Love is above and beyond 
And I'm taking you there 
(And baby, I'll take you there) 

I go above and beyond the sun 
Some love never dies 
Story of our lives, ohh 
Swear by the stars above 
And late at night I pray to myself 
That you and I got everything we need 
I'd give it all for you and me 

Love is the earth and the wind 
And the fire and the soul 
Love is the key and the cause 
And it's makin' us whole 
Love is the force and the edge 
And it's yours if you dare 
Love is above and beyond 
And I'm taking you there 
(Baby, I'll take you there) 

I go above and beyond the sun 
Some love never dies 
Story of our lives, ohh
Swear by the stars above 
And late at night I pray to myself 
That you and I got everything we need 
I'd give it all for you and me

We Just Couldn't Say Goodbye
Composer(s): Harry Woods
Performer(s): Guy Lombardo;
and various other artists



We thought that love was over
That we were really through
I said I didn't love him
That we'd begin anew
And you can all believe me
We sure intended to
But we just couldn't say goodbye

The chair and then the sofa
They broke right down and cried
The curtains started waving
For me to come inside
I tell you confidentially
The tears were hard to hide
And we just couldn't say goodbye

The clock was striking twelve o'clock
It smiled on us below
With folded hands it seemed to say
"We'll miss you if you go"

So I went back and kissed him
And when I looked around
The room was singing love songs
And dancing up and down
And now we're both so happy
Because at last we've found
That we just couldn't say goodbye

People in love are funny
They’re mighty hard to explain
One minute they quarrel
Then they’re back together again
Take my case for instance
We had a little fuss
Now listen, ladies and gentlemen
Here’s what happened to us

I said I didn't love him
That we'd begin anew

But we just couldn’t say goodbye
The chair and then the sofa
They broke right down and cried

I tell you confidentially
The tears were hard to hide
And we just couldn't say goodbye

So I went back and kissed him
And when I looked around
The room was singing love songs
And dancing up and down
And now we're both so happy
Because at last we've found
That we just couldn't say goodbye

Above All
Composer(s): Lenny LeBlanc - Paul Baloche
Performer(s): Michael W. Smith



Above all powers 
Above all things 
Above all nature and all created things 
Above all wisdom and all the ways of man 
You were here before the world began 

Above all kingdoms 
Above all thrones 
Above all wonders the world has ever known 
Above all wealth and treasures of the earth 
There's no way to measure what You're worth 

Crucified 
Laid behind the stone 
You lived to die 
Rejected and alone 
Like a rose trampled on the ground 
You took the fall 
And thought of me 
Above all 

We Have No Secrets
Composer(s): Carly Simon
Performer(s): Carly Simon



We have no secrets
We tell each other everything
About the lovers in our past 
And why they didn't last
We share a cast of characters 
From A to Z
We know each other's fantasies 
And though we know each other better 
When we explore
Sometimes I wish, often I wish
That I never knew 
Some of those secrets of yours

The water was cold
The beach was empty but for one
Now you were lying in the sun
Wanting and needing no one
Then some child came
You never asked for her to come
She drank a pint of your rum
And later when you told me
You said she was a bore
Sometimes I wish, oft times I wish
That I never, never knew
Some of those secrets of yours

In the name of honesty, 
In the name of what is fair
You always answer my questions
But they don't always answer my prayers
And though I know you say 
That it's me that you adore
Sometimes I wish, often I wish
That I never, never, never knew
Some of those secrets of yours
Some of those secrets of yours
Some of those secrets of yours
We have no secrets
Telling each other most everything now

About To Die
Composer(s): Keith Reid - Robin Trower
Performer(s): Procol Harum



About to die - the crowds applaud you 
About to die - they'll resurrect you 
Light a candle up in kingdom come 
Light the way for the saviour's son 
A candle burning bright enough to tear the city down 

About to die - the crowds reward you 
About to die - their cheers ignore you 
Light a candle up in kingdom come 
Light the way for the chosen one 
No candle burned with fire enough to tear that city down 

About to die - the crowds applaud me 
About to die - they'll resurrect me 
Light a candle up in kingdom come 
Light the way for the saviour's son 

We Have A Date
Composer(s): Al Hoffman; Alexander P. Kaeck; Dick Manning
Performer(s): Andy Williams



We have a date to meet again remember
It's been so wonderful to be with you
Till we meet again please think of me 
'Cause I will be thinking of you

We have a date to dream again remember
We have a date to dream all through the night
There's so much more that I have to tell you 
Next time I hold you tight

I'll call you every day my darling 
And I'll get through the week somehow
Hate to break away my darling 
So long for now, so long for now

We have a date to love again remember
It's been so wonderful to be with you
Counting the moments until I see you 
That's what my heart and I will do

Counting the moments until I see you 
That's what my heart and I will do

About The Weather
Composer(s): Howard Devoto - Dave Formula
Performer(s): Magazine



The weather’s variable - so are you
Changes, changes
But I can’t do a thing about the weather
Do you have your ticket!
Can you foresee
Changes, changes

Another time when we might be together!
You have a broken window
Through which the rain pours in my ear
This week’s been all ears and edges
It’s getting like a career

A chain of events
A change of heart
A chain of events
A change of heart
I will study your change of heart in depth

The weather’s variable ...

Now you’re leaning on a fountain
With the sunshine on your shoes
You dislike the climate but you like the place
I hope you learn to live with what you choose

A chain of events ...

I’m so changeable - it’s so frightening

We Gotta Stop
Composer(s): J. Graffagnino; Eric Franssen
Performer(s): Liliane Saint-Pierre



We gotta stop
Denk er eens over
Voor dat je zegt 'ik hou van jou'
Horen wij wel bij elkander
Ben je zo zeker van je trouw

We gotta stop
Denk er eens over
Voor dat w' elkaar veel pijn gaan doen
Zo dat we eens kunnen zeggen
Het is nog altijd net als toen

Ohohoh, al zo vaak heb ik gezien
Anderen begingen ook die fout
Net als wij waren zij te jong
Na het jawoord kwam het berouw

We gotta stop
Denk er eens over
Voor dat je zegt 'ik hou van jou'
Horen wij wel bij elkander
Ben je zo zeker van je trouw
Ben je zo zeker van je trouw
Ben je zo zeker van je trouw
Ben je zo zeker van je trouw

About Insomnia
Composer(s): Mark Gane - Martha Ladly
Performer(s): Martha and the Muffins



Waiting for the dawn for a dream 
A chance to lie down
That confused imitation of life 
Eludes me now
All routes of resistance impaired by your face
Oh fugitive hope will I see you today?

In a tunnel, on a bridge or a viaduct 
We'll meet just by chance
And in a moment or maybe just an hour or so 
Renew our romance

And if the charms of foreign places call 
For changing tableaux
We will auction all our paintings 
And our furniture
And take to the road ...
Do you suppose?

The patterns on the wall never change but shadows grow long
Vous n'assassinez de la realité 
C'est malheuresement
As daylight disperses the spectres of night
My nocturnal musings don wings 
And take flight

We Gotta Get You A Woman
Composer(s): Todd Rundgren
Performer(s): Todd Rundgren; Joe Walsh



Leroy, boy, is that you?
I thought your post-hangin' days were through
Sunk-in eyes and full of sighs
Tell no lies, you get wise
I tell you now we're gonna pull you through
There's only one thing left that we can do

We gotta get you a woman
It's like nothin' else to make you feel sure you're alive
We gotta get you a woman
We better get walkin', we're wastin' time talkin' now

Leroy, boy, you're my friend
You say how and I'll say when
Come and meet me down the street
Take a seat, it's my treat
You may not ever get this chance again
That empty feeling's just about to end

Talkin' 'bout life and what it means to you
It don't mean nothin' if it don't run through
I got one thing to say, you know it's true
You got to find some time to get this thing together

Talkin' 'bout things about that special one
They may be stupid but they sure are fun
I'll give it to you while we're on the run
Because we ain't got time to get this thing together, 'cause we
Got to get together with a woman who has been around
One who knows better than to let you down
Let's hope there's still one left in this whole town
And that she'll take some time to get this thing together

We gotta get you a woman
And when we're through with you
We'll get me one too

About A Quarter To Nine
Composer(s): Al Dubin - Harry Warren
Performer(s): Al Jolson
and multiple other artists



The stars are gonna' twinkle and shine
This evening about a quarter to nine
My lovin' arms are gonna' tenderly twine 
Around you around a quarter to nine

I know I won't be late 'cause at half past eight I'm gonna' hurry there
I'll be waiting where the lane begins, waiting for you on needles and pins

And then the world is gonna' be mine 
This evening about a quarter to nine...

We Gotta Get Out Of This Place
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil
Performer(s): The Animals



In this dirty old part of the city
Where the sun refused to shine
People tell me there ain't no use in tryin'

Now my girl you're so young and pretty
And one thing I know is true
You'll be dead before your time is due, I know

Watch my daddy in bed a-dyin'
Watched his hair been turnin' grey
He's been workin' and slavin' his life away
Oh yes I know it

(Yeah!) He's been workin' so hard
(Yeah!) I've been workin' too, baby
(Yeah!) Every night and day
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)

We gotta get out of this place
If it's the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this place
'cause girl, there's a better life for me and you

Now my girl you're so young and pretty
And one thing I know is true, yeah
You'll be dead before your time is due, I know it

Watch my daddy in bed a-dyin'
Watched his hair been turnin' grey, yeah
He's been workin' and slavin' his life away
I know he's been workin' so hard

(Yeah!) I've been workin' too, baby
(Yeah!) Every day baby
(Yeah!) Whoa!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)

We gotta get out of this place
If it's the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this place
Girl, there's a better life for me and you
Somewhere baby, somehow I know it

We gotta get out of this place
If it's the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this place
Girl, there's a better life for me and you
Believe me baby
I know it baby
You know it too

About A Boy
Composer(s): Patti Smith
Performer(s): Patti Smith



Toward another 
he has gone 
to breathe an air 
beyond his own 
toward a wisdom 
beyond the shelf 
toward a dream 
that dreams itself 

about a boy 
beyond it all 
about a boy 
beyond it all 

from the forest 
from the foam 
from the field 
that he had 
known 
toward a river 
twice as blessed 
toward the inn 
of happiness 

about a boy 
beyond it all 
about a boy 
beyond it all 

from a chaos 
raging sweet 
from the deep 
and dismal street 
toward another 
kind of peace 
toward the great 
emptiness 

about a boy 
beyond it all 
about a boy 
beyond it all 

I stood among them 
I stood alone 
boy boy 
just a boy 
just a little boy 

just a little boy 
who will never grow 

We Got The Beat
Composer(s): Charlotte Caffey
Performer(s): The Go-Go's



See the people walking down the street
Fall in line just watching all their feet
They don't know where they wanna go
But they're walking in time

They got the beat
They got the beat
Yeah
They got the beat

See the kids just getting out of school
They can't wait to hang out and be cool
Hang around 'til quarter after twelve
That's when they fall in line

Kids got the beat
They got the beat
They got the beat
Yeah
Kids got the beat

Go-go music really makes us dance
Do the pony puts us in a trance
do the watusi just give us a chance
That's when we fall in line

We got the beat
We got the beat
We got the beat
Yeah
We got the beat

Everybody get on your feet
We know you can dance to the beat
Jumpin'-get down
Round and round and round

Aborigine
Composer(s): Jarvis Cocker - Candida Doyle - Peter Mansell - Russell Senior
Performer(s): Pulp



Starts so slowly, just a place to stay
Somewhere warm where they can spend their days
Air is stagnant and he feels unclean
Hair hangs greasy and he smells obscene
Something's happened and it's not so good
broken bottles in the face of love
Mottled flesh under the harsh strip-light
Nylon sheets to keep them warm at night
Once it's started it can never stop
fills his head with a dark damp fog
In the distance is a constant cry
growing louder as the years go by
Days get longer and he starts to drink
spews his stomach in the kitchen sink
Tells his children they should have respect
Tells his wife that she's a nervous wreck

He hates his wife and he hates them all
He hates his wife and he hates them all

Can't be bothered when it's all the same
leave it long enough, it goes away
In the meantime stomach turns to fat
She tries to tell him but he can't have that
She's only jealous and she's telling lies
Standing naked in his flesh disguise
It took him months to get her into bed
now he's got her he just wants her dead
She wants excitement and she needs romance
all she gets are dirty underpants
Stupid animal that can't know why
something's wrong so someone has to die
The wind is blowing and the rain falls down
Sends his family on a trip down town
Sees them die in a burning wreck
Sees them burn, smokes a cigarette

He hates his wife and he hates them all
He hates his wife and he hates them all

He knows he's finished but he can't stop now
and he wants to end it but he can't see how
and it's all in pieces, thrown it all away
Oh, but he's not ugly, he just looks that way
And he wants some quiet and he needs it now
but the scream he's started's getting far too loud
and he still pretends he does it just for now
His day will come he'll lose it all somehow
Killing time until his ship arrives
been dead ten years but he's still alive
and the time is wasted and the ship has sunk
but he hasn't noticed and he comes home drunk
and he's just dead weight, he'll never leave the ground
He tries to stand but he keeps falling down
and it's hard to know he doesn't count for much
He's not a has-been, just a never-was
Oh he hates his wife and he hates them all

He hates his wife and he hates them all
Hates his wife
Hates them all

We Got Paid By Cash
Composer(s): Harold Reid; Don Reid
Performer(s): The Statler Brothers



It started March of sixty-four, many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash to open up his show
Four boys, a worn out Cadillac with a road map on the dash
For the next eight and one half years, we got paid by Cash
He took us down to Nashville to Columbia studio
Not knowing where we came from, they told us where to go
But Johnny said "I like 'em! Don't you give them no trash"
You see we were Johnny's little boys and we got paid by Cash
We were there when June became Johnny's lovin' bride
And we sang to him that mornin' our buddy Luther died
And we were there when the son was born that filled them both with pride
And we were there when John remembered God was on his side
We watched him on the concert stage, we watched him write his songs
And saw the things we had to do and the things that could go wrong
And if we had to start again we'd do it in a flash
'Cause we learned more than we earned when we got paid by Cash
Then came the time when our career demanded that we go
And through some tears we all shook hands that last and final show
All those years we never had a contract or a clash
Whatever we may be today we owe it all to Cash
We were there when June became Johnny's lovin' bride
And we sang to him that mornin' our buddy Luther died
And we were there when the son was born that filled them both with pride
And we were there when John remembered God was on his side
Now John will tell you there were years when times were good and bad
But we can tell you they were some of the best we ever had
Carl Perkins, and the Carters, and the Tennessee Three
We were one big happy family and would have done it all for free
don don don don don don ... don don ...

Abonné Au Gaz
Performer(s): André Bourvil



Bourvil:
Poussez pas dites donc
Oh Finissez de me bousculer
Vous m'avez marché sur les pieds
-Va donc eh Patate
Monsieur vous m'avez insulté
Je vous prie de vous rétracter
-Va donc eh Patate
-Oh si vous saviez qui je suis
Vous déchanteriez mes amis
-je n' sais pas c'que t'es mon bonhomme
mais en tout cas t'as l'air d'une pomme
-Ah ! je n'ai l'air de rien, mais je suis quelqu'un
je suis
-quoi, quoi?
-abonné au gaz
-Ah la la la la, qui aurait cru ça
Il est
-Quoi quoi?
-Abonné au gaz
-Vous avez tous l'air étonné
Et pourtant c'est la vérité
Sur ma carte d'identité
Voyez messieurs dames, c'est marqué eh eh!
-C'est vraiment quelqu'un
Il a bien l'air d'un
D'un vrai
-Quoi quoi?
-abonné au gaz

Un homme:
Dis donc, vous avez des relations, vous pourriez pas me donner la combine

Bourvil: 
-C'est ma vie privée, ça

L'homme:
-Est-ce qu'un député, vous a pistonné
Pour vous
-Quoi, quoi?
-abonner au gaz?
-ah non j'avais un tuyau
et c'est bien ce qu'il faut quand on veut avoir le gaz
Je fais mes petits coups en dessous
et j'entends déjà les jaloux
qui disent d'un ton aigre doux
C'est toujours les mêmes qui ont tout

Une femme:
-Quelle prestige il a
La femme qu'il aura
Sera
-Quoi quoi?
-abonnée au gaz!

La femme:
-Ah vous êtes très sympathique 
Vous me plaisez beaucoup!

Bourvil:
-Ah bon
-Je sens que je vous aime
-Déjà? C'est pour le gaz que vous dites ça?
-Vous êtes adorable
Vous plairait-il de m'épouser
Oui, si vous savez cuisiner
-Vous êtes adorable

Bourvil:
Vous me l'avez déjà dit
-Adorable et surtout galant
Venez nous allons voir maman
-Je sais que je suis séduisant
Mais à ce point, ça me surprend
-Maman, voici mon mari
S'il n'est pas joli
Il est
-Quoi quoi?
-abonné au gaz
-S'il n'a pas d'auto
Ni même un vélo
Il est
-Quoi, quoi?
-abonné au gaz

La mère:
-épouse le ma chère enfant
le gaz est très intéressant car ça prouve tout simplement qu'il possède un appartement

La femme:
-vois tu mon chéri, à toi on dit oui tout ça
-je sais, parce que j'ai le gaz
Mon beau frère et mes beaux parents
Habitent avec nous maintenant
Si bien que je dors très souvent
Dans le grenier sur un divan
Ils vont m'obliger à déménager
Mais moi
-Quoi, quoi?
Je leur couperai le gaz!
Oh oh oh
-Il est vraiment fort
Mais jusqu'à la mort
Il s'ra abooooonnéé au (pffffff)
-Tiens! y'a une fuite, là
Gazzzzz!

We Got More Soul
Composer(s): Arlester "Dyke" Christian
Performer(s): Dyke & The Blazers; Pazant Brothers



Tell the world
Uh!
Sisters and my borthers
We got more soul
Uh!
Dig it!
Sisters and my brothers

We got more soul
Uh!
We got Ray Charles
Doin' his thing
We got James Brown
Yeah!
Doin' his thing too
Uh!
Ow!

We got more soul
We got more soul
Uh!
Aw!
We got more soul
We got more soul
Dig it now!
Uh!
Aw!
Uh!

When we walk
Uh!
We got more soul
We got
When we talk
Uh!
Aw!
Uh!
We got more soul
We got
When we sing
Lord, have mercy
Uh!

We got more soul
We got
When we dance
Uh!
Aw!
We got more soul
Uh!
Uh!

We got Johnnie Taylor
Doin' his thing
We got Johnnie Taylor
Yeah!
Doin' his
Ow!
Uh!
Listen!
Uh!

We got more soul
We got more soul
We got more soul
We got more soul
Dig it!

We got Aretha Franklin
Doin' her thing
We got Nancy Wilson 
Doin' her thing
Uh!
We got Pearl Bailey
Doin' her thing
Uh!
Aw!

We got more soul
We got more soul
Uh!
Dig it!
My sisters and my brothers

(Fade to End)
We got more soul
Uh!
When we walk

A-Bone
Composer(s): Larry LaPole
Performer(s): The Trashmen



I've got a little A-bone like you never have seen
A way-out wailin' type of boss machine
Top eliminator at all the big name drags
Well she's stroked and bored and shaved so neat
and sittin' right next to my bucket seat

It's a bang-shift hydro with a big shillalie ah Hahahahaha...

Cobra, Cobra where have you been, I've been lookin' all over and back again
My little A-bone's just achin' to shut you down
She's a'runnin' smooth, she's a'runnin' true
She's got a big surprise for you

It's a bang-shift hydro with a big shillalie, ah Hahahahaha

Cobra, Stingray what'cha gonna' do when my little A-bone comes lookin' for you
Cobra, Stingray ain't cha gonna' weep when you see my taillights down the street

Cobra, Stingray what'cha gonna' do when my little A-bone comes lookin' for you
Cobra, Stingray ain't cha gonna' weep when you see my taillights down the street

Well my little A-bone went over the hill, left that Cobra standin' still

Buddy, buddy, buddy better shut your Cobra down
Well your clutch is burnin', your tires are hot
You don't know what my A-bone's got

It's a bang-shift hydro with a big shillalie, ah Hahahahaha

You don't know what my A-bones got
You don't know what my A-bones got
You don't know what my A-bones got 

We Got Love
Composer(s): Bernie Lowe; Barry Mann
Performer(s): Bobby Rydell



(We got love)

‘Cause you’ve got one lucky fella 
Two love you true
And I got three little words 
I’m savin’ four only you
Five o’clock I call you 
And by six we got a date
By seven I’ll be heaven-bound 
And in your arms by eight

Everybody now (We got love)
By the numbers (We got love)
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain’t it wonderful, we got love)

‘Cause I got one million kisses 
Two thrill you through and through
And I got three thousand hugs 
I’m savin’ Four only you’
Five’ll get you ten, Dear
that in six more years we rate
Seven little children, Dear
Or maybe we’ll have eight

Let me hear it, baby (We got love)
Ah, dontcha know it now (We got love)
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain’t it wonderful, we got love)

When we marry five’ll get you ten, Dear
That in six more years we rate
Seven little children, Dear
Or maybe we’ll have eight

All together now (We got love)
Ah let me tell ya (We got love)
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain’t it wonderful, we got love)

One more time (We got love)
Ah don'tcha know it baby (We got love)
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain’t it wonderful, we got love)