Aisle Of Plenty
Composer(s): Tony Banks - Phil Collins - Peter Gabriel - Steve Hackett - Mike Rutherford
Performer(s): Genesis



I don’t belong here, said old Tessa out loud
Easy, love, there’s the safe way home
thankful for her fine fair discount, Tess co-operates

Still alone in o-hell-o
see the deadly nightshade grow

English ribs of beef cut down to 47p lb
Peek freans family assorted from 17 1/2 to 12
Fairy liquid giant - slashed from 20p to 17 1/2
Table jellys at 4p each
Anchor butter down to 11p for a 1/2
Birds eye dairy cream sponge on offer this week

It’s scrambled eggs

When We Was Fab
Composer(s): George Harrison; Jeff Lynne
Performer(s): George Harrison; Wendy Ip



Back then long time ago when grass was green
Woke up in a daze
Arrived like stangers in the night
Fab - long time ago when we was fab
Fab - back when income tax was all we had

Caresses fleeced you in the morning light
Casualties at dawn
And we did it all
Fab - long time ago when we was fab
Fab - you are my world you are my only love

And while you're in this world
The fuzz gonna come and claim you
But you mo better wise
When the buzz gonna come and take you away
Take you away
Take you away

The microscopes that magnified the tears
Studied warts and all
Still the life flows on and on
Fab - long time ago when we was fab
Fab - but It's All Over Now Baby Blue
Fab - long time ago when we was fab
Fab - like this pullover you sent to me

Fab
And You've Really Got A Hold Me
fab - long time ago when we was fab

Airwaves
Composer(s): Thomas Dolby
Performer(s): Thomas Dolby



Strange how the scale forms 
in tiny patterns 
on my antenna 
and the Five O'clock Show, hello hello... 
Brooklyn is crawling with famous people 
I turn my vehicle beneath the river, West from South 

Through the airwaves 
people never read the airwaves 
do we only feed the airwaves 
or stamp them out of street level? 
Airwaves - the dampness of the wind 
the airwaves - the tension of the skin 
the airwaves I really should have seen through the airwaves 

Electric fences line our new freeway 
here in the half-light, the motorhomes leave 
knee-deep in water under a pylon 
how slow my heartbeat, how thin the air I'm breathing in 

Control has enabled the abandoned wires again 
but the copper cables all rust in the acid rain 
that flood the subway 
with elements of our corrosion 
cabled in to me... 
Be in my broadcast when this is over 
give me your shoulder, I need a place 
to wait for morning. 
No it was nothing - some car backfiring 
pleased don't ask questions 

I itch all over 
let me sleep

When Veronica Plays The Harmonica
Composer(s): Tommy Mack; Jimmy Mulcay; Mildred Mulcay
Performer(s): The Mulcays; Kay Kyser



You can sail around the world to see the sights
And even see the famous northern lights
But strange as it may be
I'm sure you will agree
The greatest sight of all is by the sea

When Veronica plays the harmonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica
When she gives out with Gershwin and Bach
The perch and barracuda come wigglin' up to the dock
The seals and haddock get aquabatic
When she plays on her chromatic
When she plays boogie woogie, lobsters flippity flop
She even made a submarine blow it's top
When Veronica plays her harmonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica

When Veronica plays the harmonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica
She plays mad jive for hepcat fish
She even plays a tune for a tuna that swims with a swish
A big fat turtle whose name was Myrtle
Shook and shivered till she broke her girlde
The whale that swallowed Jonah yelled across the bay
"I'll open up my mouth and let you go today
To hear Veronica play her hamonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica"

A flying fish from Avalon flew out of sight
For he was smoking seaweed and was high as a kite
When Veronica raised the thermometer
Down on the pier at Santa Monica

An oyster got so stewed at an oyster spa
He stood right up and holler'd "Eat Me Eight To The Bar"
When Veronica played her harmonica
Down on the pier at Santa Monica

A fish was using Lifebuoy soap, she knew how he felt
She never smelled a smelt that smelt like that smelt smelt
So Veronica took her harmonica
And left the pier at Santa Monica

Air Talk
Composer(s): Yoko Ono
Performer(s): Plastic Ono Band



One, two, three, four, five, six

It’s sad that air is the only thing we share
No matter how close we are there’s always air between us
It’s also nice that air’s something we all share
No matter how far apart we are an air links us

It’s sad that past is something we can never share
No matter how close we are the past is between us
But it’s also nice that without the past
We’d have never known each other
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together

Yes, it’s very nice to have someone to share
There’s something very nice to have someone to care
We may not share our past but we have our future to share

It’s sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear
No matter how close we are it’s easy to despair
It’s also nice that you and I know it’s what we all share
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care

There’s something very nice to have something to share
There’s something very nice to have someone to care
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share

Yes, there’s something very nice to have something to care
There’s something very nice to have someone to share
We may not share our language but we have the world to share

When Two Worlds Collide
Composer(s): Bill Anderson; Roger Miller
Performer(s): Jim Reeves



Your world was so different from mine don't you see
We just couldn't be close though we tried
We both reached for heavens but ours weren't the same
That's what happens when two worlds collide

Your world was made up of things sweet and good
My world could never fit in, wish it could
Two hearts lie in shambles and oh how they've cried
That's what happens when two worlds collide

Your world was made up of things sweet and good
My world could never fit in, wish it could
Two hearts lie in shambles and oh how they've cried
That's what happens when two worlds collide

Airport Song
((Dutch Version: Airport Song (by Gerard Cox) - 1972))
Composer(s): Christopher Simpson
First release by: Magna Carta



Ooh, ooh ooh ooh

Sitting in the airport lounge
I'm waiting for a plane
Everything is grounded
For the fog is down again
I should be leaving in the morning
On a flight for Singapore
With a guitar and a suitcase and a face
In a photograph

Dozing with a coffee and a drooping cigaret
And the dog eats sunday supplement
And still I can't forget
I should be leaving in the morning
On a plane bound for the sun
With a guitar and a suitcase and a face
In a photograph

The hands on the clock
Turn around and around
Dragging past the hours
'Till the dawning of the day
And the girl in information
With her eyes on confirmation
She's turning with a smile to break the news

I cannot quite believe it, but I thought I heard her say
"The customs all have workened up, the fog is on it's way"
So I'll be leaving in the morning
On a plane bound for the sun
With a guitar and a suitcase and a face
In a photograph

Oooh, ooh ooh ooh

Yes I'll be leaving in the morning
On a plane bound for the sun

When Tonight Is Just A Memory
Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin; George David Weiss
Performer(s): Doris Day;
Perry Como; Lionel Hampton



When tonight is just a memory
Our love will still be new
In our hearts there'll still be melody
A love song warm and true
Though the world may change as time goes by
We'll never change, we two
When tonight is just a memory
Our love will still be new

When tonight is just a memory
Our love will still be new
In our hearts there'll still be melody
A love song warm and true
Though the world may change as time goes by
We'll never change, we two
When tonight is just a memory
Our love will still be new

Airplane
Composer(s): Brian Wilson
Performer(s): The Beach Boys



Over the city in an airplane
I can see everything below
The houses they look so tiny
The cars look like dots
We've only got fifteen minutes to go

The clouds in the sky caress my mind so tenderly
The sun shines down on the great big beautiful scene

The sound of the engine fills my ears up
I'm hopin' this rainy weather clears up
My lover is waiting at the airport
Soon she'll be kissing me hello

The woman sitting next to me tells me 'bout her guy
And I tell her all about you and I

Airplane, airplane
Carry me back to her side
Airplane, airplane
I need God as my guide
Down, down on the ground
Can't wait to see her face

(a-1, a-2, a-1, 2, 3)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)

When To Today
Composer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
Performer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan



When I call you will you tell me what to do
Cos I've reached a point where I depend on you
To supply me and rewind me every time that I go down
On the ground I see a face
It reminds me of a place I used to go
With you when I was a boy of seventeen
At least I think it was, if not somewhere between
That amount of fun I've not got
A lot of time to spare
Everywhere there's people staring
They think I am wearing funny clothes
Who knows, where I can go
For a meal there's a real restaurant in town

Who knows, where I can go
For a meal there's a real restaurant in town

I can see you looking through your little hole
In a wall just twice the thickness of the sole
On my shoe, I'm telling you you'd better all that I said
And be ready to go away
Anytime today

Airmail To Heaven
Composer(s): Kent Westberry
Performer(s): Carl Smith



A letter was written by a little girl's hand
It was sealed with her little heart's love
'Said airmail to heaven to Daddy
To his new home somewhere up above
As a postman I knew that it couldn't be mailed
So I opened the letter and read
To my surprise, tears filled my eyes
Here's what the little girl said
 
Dear Daddy, Mommy now loves someone new
She says that you're not coming home
She told me to try to understand
She can't go on living alone
I hope Daddy you can forgive her
She needs someone for all she's been through
And he will never take your place
He'll be just filling in for you
 
Well I finished and folded the letter
Tears rolling down my face
For I was the new man she mentioned
Who was taking her Daddy's place

When This Lousy War Is Over



When this lousy war is over
No more soldiering for me
When I get my civvy clothes on
Oh, how happy I shall be!
No more church parades on Sunday
No more putting in for leave
I shall kiss the sergeant-major
How I'll miss him, how he'll grieve!
Amen

Airegin
Composer(s): Sonny Rollins
First recording/First release by: Miles Davis - 1954/1957
Covered by multiple other artists



Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Back long time ago they saw a ghost
Ghost made a boast
Soon that ghost was host

Those losing their hue
They goofed 'n got the wrong view
First, things reverse, last is first!
Y' dig it!
Whatta' y' think o'that'n get a load a'
What I tell y'
What this place is no one knows it
There's no traces of the kind o'place it was
Before it got discovered by the kind o'
Cat that knows the earth belongs t'him
Back when the world was young
An' man was a living god
An' he walked this earthly sod
This was sod that god would trod on
Till one day a stranger landed
With a line o'jive
Laid it on the natives till he had 'em thinkin'
Maybe that they should really take five
An' he quickly stole the natives' soul
So he could control it
An' he took care of that missionary biz
Till the lan' was his
Never heard a story draggy as that
Tell th' truth I ain't never heard another
That exasperated more
What an exasperating narrative t'play
Upon the sensitive and kindly soul that I am
'Way back when I was crawlin' in m'crib
I was doin' all kinds o'thinkin'
Aw'ready I had figured out the 'cut of m'jib'
The kind o'soul that never liked t'tell 'r live a fib
A body who was steadily reachin' up
A min' always thinkin' on high-minded things
Whee! I was always one t'be free
Ain't never had a keeper why don't people
Learn t'git along t'gether stead o'
Meddlin' aroun' 'n fussin' with the fella nearest to 'em
Me, I'm the old fashioned kind
I was never good at follow-the-leader
Real real real real real real real
That's me, as real as a Yankee can be
That's me
Millions o' years ago
There was a Paleolithic age on Earth
An' the whole world was young
And full o'the vim of constant rebirth
Brontosauruses 'n dinosaurs 'n pterodactyls
Ever'where abounding that was the case
'N plus the millions o' mammoths here 'n there
An' in addition there were lots o'men everywhere
Who had no hi-tech and no intellect 'nary a speck
But in that spot
Where it was so lush, where it was so hot
Where many animal was roamin'
An' nature was kind, life was thrivin'
There livin' was actual an' the feelin' was natural
I'm tellin' the truth
What-a-benign livin' some livin'
All's forgiven come on home
Blew a truly unruly storm
That wrecked a boat in a climate warm
'N full o'ashy-colored cats all lookin'
White like ghosts
'N when the natives checked 'em out
It blew 'em away t'find that they resembled spirits
Long ago there was a legend
'Bout a spirit who would someday come
A look at these cats
'N y' could see they prob'ly had some
So they welcomed 'em with peace and love
And everything there's plenty of
'N soon the tables had turned to rigormortis
That's when the castaway had his say
Like a dog had his day they told the
People that they were spirits actual
Y'see how perfectly a fable c'n be
Incorporated into what a cat'll think is factual
What was an accident turns int' something
So unbelievably heaven-sent
Everybody falls for it
Right on down t' the militants
'N marchin' 'n the martyrs 'n the murder of Lumumba
Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Back long time ago they saw a ghost
Ghost made a boast
Soon that ghost was host
Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Those losing their hue
They goofed 'n got the wrong view
First, things reverse, last is first!
Y' dig it!

When They Sound The Last "All Clear"
Composer(s): Hugh Charles; Lewis Elton
Performer(s): Vera Lynn;
and various other artists



 When they sound the last all clear
How happy my darling we'll be
When they turn up the lights
And those sad lonely nights
Are only a memory
Never more we'll be apart
Always together sweetheart
For the peace bells will ring
And the whole world will sing
When they sound the last all clear

Aire, Aire
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Aire, aire
no una brisa sino un torbellino de aire
aire, aire ...
que se llevo a los monstruos
que se han hecho dueños
de todos los sueños
que fueron razón
Aire, aire
Tantos buzos alados surcando el aire
aire, aire
que no hay dios que circule
con vuelo insumiso
por el paraíso
del camaleón
Aire, aire, aire, aire...
necesito respirar
que me niego a comprender, amor
que ya nunca pueda ser, amor
verdad la verdad...
pero qué verdad, pero qué verdad
amor...
Aire, aire
no hay perfume que valga si falta el aire
aire, aire
de qué sirve que huela a jardines el viento
si falta el aliento
que atrapa la flor...
Aire, aire
aire de vendaval que revuelva el aire
aire, aire
aire airado que arrastre
esta larga locura
que escupe basura
cuando habla de honor
Aire, aire, aire, aire...
Aire, aire
no una brisa sino un torbellino de aire
aire, aire
que se lleve a los monstruos
que se han hecho dueños
de todos los sueños
que fueron razón

When They Ask About You
Composer(s): Sam H. Stept
Performer(s): Jimmy Dorsey;
and various other artists



When I go for a walk
And meet old friends we knew
We sit around and talk
Then they ask about you
What's the good if I say
That you and I are thru
I tell them you're okay
When they ask about you

They wonder where we've been
And why we never call
I take it on the chin
Until the teardrops fall
They don't mean to be smart
But if they only knew
They're stepping on my heart
When they ask about you

Air Dance
Composer(s): Terence Butler - Tony Iommi - Ozzy Osbourne - William Ward
Performer(s): Black Sabbath



She sits in silence, in her midnight world
Her faded pictures, of her dancing girls
Her, distant dreamer, on the seas of time
Her happy memories, dancing through her mind

In days of romance
She was the queen of dance
She'd dance the night away

And as the seasons turn the days to years
She holds her pictures, hears the silent cheers
The days grow lonely for the dancing queen
And now she dances only in her dreams

In days of romance
She was the queen of dance
She'd dance the night away, away, away, away

When The "Yanks" Come Marching Home
Composer(s): William Jerome; Seymour Furth



Our hearts today are far across the ocean 
God spare our boys
at night we kneel and pray 
In far off lands our troops are now in motion 
Among the very bravest in the fray 
For right and might must wipe out every wrong 
So let us hope it won't last long

Our hearts are beating now with palpitation 
We smile and then we brush away a tear 
For we have sent the flower of our nation 
We're proud of every Yankee Volunteer 
America was waiting for the chance to show the love we always had for France

For there'll be smiles and miles of tears
When the Yanks come marching home 
There'll be tears enough you know to make a dozen rivers flow 
Dressed in their torn and tattered suits of tan 
From battle fields across the foam
Hearts will beat with joy for every boy 
When the Yanks come marching home

For there'll be smiles and miles of tears 
When the Boys come marching home 
There'll be tears enough you know to make a dozen rivers flow 
Dressed in their torn and tattered suits of tan 
From battle fields across the foam
Hearts will beat with joy for every boy 
When the Boys come marching home

Ain'tcha Ever Comin' Back
Composer(s): Paul Weston - Axel Stordahl - Irving Taylor
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists



Ain'tcha ever coming back, aintcha?  
Can't ya see the difference it makes?
I'm half myself without your kisses
One more night of doing without `em will drive me crazy
Won'tcha make me smile again, won'tcha?  
Just a word is all that it takes
Your hello will let me know that we're the same as we used to be
Oh, ain't cha ever coming back to me?

When The World Was Young
((Adapted from: Le Chevalier De Paris (Edith Piaf) - 1950))
((German Version: Die Welt War Jung (Marlene Dietrich) - 1962))
Composer(s): Angèle Vannier - Philippe Gérard - Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Peggy Lee - 1953
and multiple other artists



It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier, the toast of Paree
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke 
I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke
I walk in a room, a party of all, come sit over here, somebody will call
A drink for monsieur, a drink for us all, but how many times, I sat and recall
Are the apple trees, blossoms in the breeze that we walk among
Lying in the hay, games we used to play, while the rounds were sung
Only yesterday when the world was young
Wherever I go they mention my name, and that in itself is some sort of fame
Come by for a drink, we're having a game, wherever I go, I'm glad that I came
The talk is quite gay, the company's fine
There's laughter and lights and glamour and wine
And beautiful girls and summer's been mine, but often my eyes see a different shine
Are the apple trees, sunlit memories, where the hammock swung
On our backs sweet lie, looking at the sky, till the stars were strung
Only last July when the world was young