London Calls
Composer(s): Richard Eckersley - Wreford
Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band



London calls, great St. Paul’s
Booming out the fleeting hours
Carried to the people on London Bridge
Muffled by the wintry showers

Half past ten, cold Big Ben
Time to go to bed and hear
The melancholy hooting of tugs at night
Passing some deserted pier

I miss Westminster, I miss Kew
I love to see it in the spring
I miss my Sunday visits to the zoo
I miss everything

London calls, its music halls
The theatres with the latest plays
In spring or in the autumn, in sunshine, rain
London calls, I must obey

The barrow boys, the lights, the noise
In Hoxton on a busy night
The happy little sparrows upon the streets
Of London when the sun shines bright

The Mile End Road, where traffic flowed
For many a hundred year
The cosy little pubs with quaint old names
Open for a glass of beer

Brixton in the sunshine on a summer day
Limehouse ‘neath a leaden pall
Whitechapel at work, Whitechapel at play
I love ‘em all

The busy queues, they air their views
Waiting for the bus to stop
The silent squares deserted at dead of night
Save for an occasional cop

London gives, London gives
Happiness to all her friends
London for so many is still the place
Will the journey end?

Colors Of The Sun
Composer(s): Jackson Browne
Performer(s): Jackson Browne;
Rachel Bissex; Tom Rush



Colors of the sun
Flashing on the water top
Echo on the land

Picking for a coin
Many other tiny worlds
Singing past my hand

Awake to understand you are not dreaming
It is not seaming just to be this way
Dying men draw numbers in the air
Dream to conquer little bits of time
Scuffle with the crowd to get their share
And fall behind their little bits of time

Voices in the air
Sympathetic harmony
Coming from the trees

Hanging at my door
Many shiny surfaces
Clinging in the breeze

Oh, leave me where I am I am not losing
If I am choosing not to plan my life
Disillusioned savior search the sky
Wanting to just to show someone the way
Asking all the people passing by
Doesn't anybody want the way

I say goodbye to Joseph and Maria
They think I see another sky
And from my fallen window I still see them
I'll never free them from the sky

London Calling
Composer(s): Joe Strummer - Mick Jones
First release by: The Clash - 1979 
Covered by multiple other artists



London calling to the faraway towns
Now that war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard all you boys and girls
London calling now don't look at us
All that phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing

The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Meltdown expected and the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running but I have no fear
London is drowning and I live by the river

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, an' go it alone
London calling upon the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't wanna shout
But when we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling see we ain't got no highs
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes

The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running and the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error but I have no fear
London is drowning and I live by the river

Now get this
London calling yeah I was there too
An' you know what they said? Well some of it was true
London calling at the top of the dial
After all this won't you give me a smile?

I never felt so much alike

Colori
Composer(s): Angelo Branduardi
Performer(s): Angelo Branduardi



E' il volto tuo che ho disegnato,...
chino per terra io l'ho dipinto
ho usato il nero per i tuoi occhi
e bianca sabbia per la tua pelle
Quando la pioggia l'avrà lavato
e i tuoi colori confuso
quando il vento sarà passato
sarò alla fine guarito
E' il volto tuo che ho disegnato
mi son seduto ed ho aspettato
ho usato il nero per i capelli
e rossa sabbia per la tua bocca
Verrà la pioggia e lo laverà
confonderà i tuoi colori
quando il vento sarà passato
sarò alla fine guarito

London Bridge Is Falling Down
(Traditional)



London Bridge is falling down
Falling down, Falling down 
London Bridge is falling down 
My fair lady

Take a key and lock her up 
Lock her up, Lock her up 
Take a key and lock her up 
My fair lady

How will we build it up
Build it up, Build it up? 
How will we build it up 
My fair lady? 

Build it up with silver and gold
Silver and gold, Silver and gold 
Build it up with silver and gold 
My fair lady 

Gold and silver I have none 
I have none, I have none 
Gold and silver I have none
My fair lady

Build it up with needles and pins 
Needles and pins, Needles and pins 
Build it up with needles and pins 
My fair lady

Pins and needles bend and break
Bend and break, Bend and break 
Pins and needles bend and break 
My fair lady

Build it up with wood and clay 
Wood and clay, Wood and clay 
Build it up with wood and clay 
My fair lady

Wood and clay will wash away 
Wash away, Wash away 
Wood and clay will wash away 
My fair lady

Build it up with stone so strong
Stone so strong, Stone so strong 
Build it up with stone so strong 
My fair lady

Stone so strong will last so long 
Last so long, Last so long
Stone so strong will last so long 
My fair lady

Colorful
Composer(s): Lee Adams; Charles Strouse
Performer(s): Sammy Davis Jr.



Colorful copy, Mr. Drake?
Why, sir, you don’t know how colorful I done been

When I was very young, brand new upon the scene
Had no experience, that’s right, I was green
Then I grew up a bit, found out a thing or two
Sometimes I’d get unhappy
In short, I was blue

As far as politics goes, I never turned red
I’m smarter than you might think
And every time I’ve been told
Boy, you’re good as gold
Say, I’m just tickled pink

I’ve tried all sorts of shades
Put them to the test
But I look at myself
And black suits me best

Black is chic 
Always correct for the house or yard
Black is neat
It goes with everything and doesn’t try too hard
Black is basic, you’ll agree
As the Duchess of Windsor would say, hah
“Black is me!”

Well, I’ve been yellow at times, I’m sorry to say
Yes, I’ve been afraid to fight
Drake? I’ve been scared as can be
But take it from me
Daddy, I ain’t never turned white

So when I’m old and grey
And I’m heading for my last rest
Guess I’ll still have to say 
That black, not Kelly green
But black, not tangerine
But black, that’s B-L-A-C-K, dig?
Black suits me, ha-ha, best
And that’s it!

London Bridge
Composer(s): David Gates
Performer(s): Bread



I know the times the times are hard to bear
It's hard to find someone to really care
But before I went down and out
Here's what I used to think about, think about
London Bridge is always fallin' down
But there it stood within the heart of town
Reminding everyone of life behind and life to come
The changes taking place are everywhere
The centuries past have nothing to compare
Where they stand, where they trip and fall
Watch the writing on the wall, on the wall
London Bridge is fallin' down at last
And so another memory of the past
Has fell beneath the blade, but soon the dead may be repaid
I know things just can't evolve for all eternity
The thoughts will leave, will never die, and now so you can see
London Bridge is finally fallin' down,
It packed it up and shipped it outta town
And though the horror's gone, the memory will linger on
London Bridge is finally fallin' down
It used to stand within the heart of town
Reminding everyone of life behind and life to come
London Bridge is finally fallin' down ... 

Colorado Kool-Aid
Composer(s): Phil Thomas
Performer(s): Johnny Paycheck;
Eugene Chadbourne; Red Sovine



Well, I was sittin' in this beer joint down in Houston, Texas
Was drinkin' Colorado Kool-Aid and talkin' to some Mexicans
An' we was ...... what's that you say?
What's Colorado Kool-Aid?

Well, it's a can of Coors brewed from a mountain stream
It'll set your head on fire an' make your kidneys scream
Oh, it sure is fine
Yeah, we was havin' ourselves one of them real good times

But you know every beer joint that you've ever been in
Some big, mean drunk who just ain't got no friend
Sure enough, he wants to fight
Yeah, he's gonna whip everything in sight

Well, he took him a big swallow of beer
And he spit in my Mexican friends ear
And, sure enough, that made my buddy real mad
That's somethin' like he ain't never had

Well, sir, he pulled out a big, long switch blade knife
Quick as a whistle he began to slice
An, that big mean drunk stood back, his face full of tears
Lookin' down at the floor, an' one of his ears

Ha, he cut that thing off, even with the sideburns
You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't give a durn
But he was a gentleman about it, an' bent over and with a half way grin
Picked it up and handed it back to him

He said: "Now big man, you get the urge to spit a little beer
"Just open up your hand there, and spit it in your own ear
"Won't be no trouble that way", that's what I heard him say
And I said: "Barmaid, set us up a round of that Colorado Kool-Aid
An while you're up their, bring this big fella, here, a box of Band aids"

Now let me tell you, if you're ever ridin' down in south of Texas
Decide to stop an' drink some Colorado Kool-Aid
An' maybe talk to some Mexicans
An' you get the urge to get a little tough
Better make damn sure you got your knife proof ear-muff

Hey, ain't that right big man?
I said ain't that right big man?
Ah, hell he can't hear
Not on this side anyway, he ain't got no ear

Hey barmaid, bring us all a big, tall glass of that Colorado Kool-Aid
How about it?

How you doin', big man? 
Still got your ear there in your hand?

London Boys
Composer(s): Billy Rath - Johnny Thunders - Marc Bolan - Walter Lure
Performer(s): Johnny Thunders



Are you telling me, you shut my mouth 
If I wasn't ***** ***** you wouldn't be around 
You talk about faggot, little mummy's boy 
You're still at home, you've got your chaperone 

You need an escort to take a piss 
He holds your hand and he shakes your dick 
You're so pretty, suburban kitty 
You think you're gonna change, re-arrange that city 

Little London boys 
You're little London boys 
You're little London boys 
You think you're gonna change me? 

A little rich kid, what do you know 
You had everything don't you think it don't show 
A-hiding in the closet just a-facing the wall 
Too Much Too Soon - do you recall? 

Have a holiday in the city 
Dildo souvenirs, vaseline pretty 
You don't need no junkies just LSD
You won't get shot, shot by me 

Little London boys 
You're little London boys 
You're little London boys 
You think you're gonna change me, ha ha! 

Little London boys 
You're little London boys 
You're little London boys 
You think you're gonna change me? 

Little London boys 
Little London boys 
Little London boys 
Little London boys ... 

Colorado Country Morning
Composer(s): Johnny Cunningham; Bob Duncan
Performer(s): Hank Snow



Looking through the window of the greyhound station down in San Antone
Watching people come and people go and feeling so alone
And every face I see reminds me of the one I've left behind me crying
Knowing I should go back home and heaven knows how hard I'm trying
To see that Colorado country morning with the dusty roads and warm sunshine
I've got the Colorado country morning and a Denver woman on my mind

I remember standing at the door and looking back as she lay sleeping
And very gently through the window pane the morning sun was creeping
And without a sound I turned around and softly kissed her goodbye
Now with all behind I often find myself wondering why
I left that Colorado...
I left that Colorado...

L'ombre D'un Amour
Composer(s): Claude Lemesle - Joe Dassin
Performer(s): Joe Dassin



Le jour l'éveille, elle se lève, s'habille et ne dit rien
Sur son visage glisse une larme et ses yeux se sont éteints
Et déjà, c'est en vain que tu cherches l'ombre d'un amour
Sous ses larmes, l'ombre d'un amour, l'ombre d'un chagrin

Elle se maquille mais dans la glace, pas un regard pour toi
Une cigarette... le café passe 
Elle dit que c'est fini
Qu'elle s'en va 
Et déjà, c'est en vain que tu cherches
L'ombre d'un amour, sous les larmes, l'ombre d'un amour

Elle range ses cheveux et sa main tremble un peu
Puis elle va regarder si elle est jolie; si tout va bien
Si son rimmel n'a pas coulé, si elle n'oublie rien
Midi, la gare, tu ne veux pas croire qu'elle ne reviendra pas

Colorado Calling Me
Composer(s): Jim McReynolds; Jesse McReynolds
Performer(s): Jim & Jesse



All the way from sunny California
Back to the hills of Tennessee
Seems that no matter where I wander
I hear you Colorado calling me
I hear you Colorado calling me

I was born and raised in Colorado
But one day I told my folks goodbye
Sure do miss that good old mountain water
Flowing from the Rocky Mountains high
In Colorado

All the way from sunny California
Back to the hills of Tennessee
Seems that no matter where I wander
I hear you Colorado calling me
I hear you Colorado calling me

A letter from my Mama out in Denver
Said "My son, when are you coming home?
It'll be three years now in December
That's a mighty long time to be gone"

I've crossed the Golden Gate in San Francisco
Crossed the desert and the Texas plains
Seen the beauty of the Smokey Mountains
But tomorrow I'll be heading West again
To Coloroda

All the way from sunny California
Back to the hills of Tennessee
Seems that no matter where I wander
I hear you Colorado calling me
I hear you Colorado calling me

Calling me, calling me, calling me
Calling me, calling me, calling me
Calling me, calling me, calling me
Calling me, calling me ...

L'ombre
((Adapted from: Strange shadows (by Françoise Hardy) - 1969))
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë - Micky Jones - Tommy Brown
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



Je lisais un beau livre d'images
quand une ombre est sorti d'une page
elle m'a dit
"réveille-toi, viens avec moi"
et le livre a tremblé dans mes mains
la lumière s'est éteinte et soudain
l'ombre a dit
"lêve-toi, viens avec moi"
je sais bien qu'on ne me crois pas
qu'on me traite d'enfant
je sais qu'il était une fois
une belle au bois dormant
quand le vent arracha cette page
j'ai vu l'ombre emportée par l'orage
qui disait
"s'il te plait, je reviendrai"
et c'est vrai que souvent elle vient
me rejoindre aux frontières du matin
elle me dit
"lêve-toi, viens avec moi"
"réveille-toi, lêve-toi"
elle me dit
"viens avec moi"
"réveille-toi, lêve-toi"
elle me dit
"viens avec moi"
"réveille-toi, lêve-toi"
elle me dit
"viens avec moi"

Colorado
Composer(s): David Allen; Paul Colwell



If I had a wagon, I would go to Colorado
Go to Colorado, if I had a wagon I would
If I had a wagon I would go to
The state where a man can walk a mile high
 
If I had a Chevy, I would drive to Colorado
Drive to Colorado, if I had a Chevy I would
If I had a Chevy I would drive to 
The state where a man can walk a mile high
 
If I had an airplane, I would fly to Colorado
Fly to Colorado, if I had an airplane I would
If I had an airplane I would fly to 
The state where a man can walk a mile high
 
If I had a spaceship, I would land in Colorado
Land in Colorado, if I had a spaceship I would
If I had a spaceship I would land in
The state where a man can walk a mile high

Strange Shadows
Composer(s): Micky Jones - Tommy Brown
First release by: Françoise Hardy - 1969



From the page in the book that I found
From the sound of a word written down
Telling me, telling all, strange shadows call
Fingers trembling, I read to the end
Then the light seemed to wither and bend
And the words seemed to call, strange shadows fall

Who to run to or who to tell? Who would listen to me?
Just the sound of a ringing bell and the night running free

Then the wind took the page from my sight
I was left all alone in the night
Where the dew gently falls, strange shadows call
Time will pass but the words they remain
And I dream of them ever again
Telling me, telling all, strange shadows call

Strange shadows, they're calling, strange shadows calling me to ...
Strange shadows, they're calling, strange shadows calling me to ...
Strange shadows, they're calling, strange shadows calling me to

Color Him Father
Composer(s): Robert Spencer; Richard Spencer
Performer(s): The Winstons
and various other artists



There's a man at my house he's so big and strong
He goes to work each day, stays all day long
He comes home each night looking tired and beat
He sits down at the dinner table and has a bite to eat
Never a frown always a smile
When he says to me how's my child
I've been studying hard all day in school
Tryin' to understand the golden rule

Think I'll color this man father
I think I'll color him love
Said I'm gonna color him father
I think I'll color the man love, yes I will

He says education is the thing if you wanna compete
Because without it son, life ain't very sweet
I love this man I don't know why
Except I'll need his strength till the day that I die
My mother loves him and I can tell
By the way she looks at him when he holds my little sister Nell
I heard her say just the other day
That if it hadn't been for him she wouldn't have found her way
My real old man he got killed in the war
And she knows she and seven kids couldn't of got very far
She said she thought that she could never love again
And then there he stood with that big wide grin
He married my mother and he took us in
And now we belong to the man with that big wide grin

Think I'll color this man father
I think I'll color him love
Said I'm gonna color him father
I think I'll color the man love, yes I will

Lolly, Lolly, Lolly,  Get Your Adverbs Here!
Composer(s): Bob Dorough
Performer(s): Bob Dorough; Buffalo Tom



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Ready pop?
Yep
Ready son?
Uh-huh
Let's go!
Let's go!
One! two!

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Lolly, Lolly, Lolly, got some adverbs here
Come on down to Lolly's, get the adverbs here!
You're going to need
If you write or read
Or even think about it

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Got a lot of lolly, jolly adverbs here
Anything you need and we can make it absolutely clear ...

An adverb is a word
(That's all it is! and there's a lot of them)
That modifies a verb
(Sometimes a verb and sometimes)
It modifies an adjective, or else another adverb
And so you see that it's positively, very, very, necessary

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Got a lot of adverbs, and we make it clear
So come to Lolly! (Lolly, Lolly, Lolly)

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so come on down and look

Hello folks, Lolly Jr. here 
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how are you going to paint it? 
That's where the adverb comes in
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Use an adverb and tell him!

Get your adverbs!

Use it with an adjective, it says much more
Anything described can be described some more
Anything you'd ever need is in the store
And so you choose very carefully every word you use

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Where it happened, where you're going, where you've been
Use it with another adverb -- that's the end
And even more ...

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Condition or reason
These questions are answered
When you use an adverb

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Color By Numbers
Performer(s): Neil Young



Someone wants to blow up the planet
Johnny wants to find out why
Johnny did a show in St. Louis
Love came through the sky

Oh yeah, they were camped out
Waiting for the sun to rise
Oh yeah, Johnny sang out
Love into the sky

Johnny found a place out in Texas
Waiting for him to come
Made himself a reservation
And hope came, in the gun

Oh yeah, he was flying
Waiting for the sun to rise
Oh yeah, color by numbers
Waiting for the sun to rise

Johnny did some time in the army
Johnny did a stint in Vietnam
Now he can't forget it
His mind is confused
slipping from his twisted hand

Oh yeah, he's still back there
With one hand on the gun
Oh yeah, he's still back there
Waiting for the rising sun

Now Johnny
likes to go down the highway
The wind singing in his ears
Right up as
most things go whirring by
By day everything looks clear

Oh yeah, Johnny ride on
Gonna find a special home
Oh yeah, down the highway
Looking for the rising sun

Lollipops And Roses 
Composer(s): Tony Velona
Performer(s): Jack Jones
and multiple other artists



Tell her you care each time you speak
Make it her birthday each day of the week
Bring her nice things, sugar and spice things
roses and lollipops and lolipops and roses

One day she`ll smile, next day she`ll cry
minute to minute you`ll never know why
Coax her, pet her, better yet, get her
roses and lollipops and lolipops and roses

We try acting grown up, but as a rule
we`re all lit-tle children fresh from school
So carry her books 
That`s how it starts
Fourteen or forty they`re kids in their hearts
Keep them handy, flowers and candy
roses and lollipops and lolipops and roses

Colonel Buffalo Bill
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Leslie Fyson
and various other artists



(Davenport)
Who's got the stuff that made the Wild West wild?
Who pleases every woman, man, and child?
Who does his best to give the customers a thrill?

(Company)
Who?

(Davenport)
Colonel Buffalo Bill!
Who's got the show that gets the most applause?
Five-hundred Indians and fifty Squas!
Ten featured acts and there's a special feature still?

(Company)
Who?

(Davenport)
Colonel Buffalo Bill!

(Dolly)
Have you ever seen a cowboy rope a steer?

(Company)
No, we haven't

(Dolly)
Or an Indian with feathers throw a spear?

(Company)
No, we haven't

(Dolly)
Have you ever seen a hold up?

(Company)
No sir

(Dolly)
Then gather closer
and let me give you some of the atmosphere

(Davenport, spoken)
Introducing the world's greatest sharpshooter, Mister! Frank! Butler!

(Butler, singing)
The hour is midnight and all is still
We see the stage coach climbing up the hill,
Moving along the mountain trail, carrying passengers and mail,
never suspecting there is something really wrong
The watchful driver is in his seat,
His trusty rifle lying at his feet
Some of the passengers inside
seem to be dozing as they ride,
never suspecting danger as they roll along
Suddenly there's a shout!

(Company)
What is it all about?

(Butler)
"What is it all about?" you ask
It's Indians!

(Company)
Indians?!

(Butler)
Very notable, cut-your-throatable Indians!

(Company)
Indians?!

(Butler, Dolly, and Davenport)
Just when they've taken everyone by force,
Who makes an entrance on a big, white horse?
Who starts a-shootin' 'till there's noone left to kill?

(Company)
General Grant?

(Butler, Dolly, and Davenport)
No! Colonel Buffalo Bill!

(All)
Who's got the show that made the Wild West wild?
Who pleases every woman, man, and child?
Who does his best to give the customers a thrill?
Colonel! Buffalo! Bill!