Brand New Heartache
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant; Felice Bryant
Originally performed by: The Everly Brothers 
Covered by various other artists



A new boy came to town 
I ain't seen you around 
I feel a brand new heartache coming on 

It happened once before 
When a guy moved in next door 
I feel a brand new heartache coming on 

Why can't I trust in you? 
Why do you try to make me blue the way you do? 
Last night we planned a ball 
You never showed at all 
I feel a brand new heartache coming on 

Why can't I trust in you? 
Why do you try to make me blue the way you do? 
Right now we've got a date 
And you're 3 hours late 
I feel a brand new heartache coming on

Brand New Day
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Performer(s): Van Morrison



When all the dark clouds roll away
And the sun begins to shine
I see my freedom from across the way
And it comes right in on time
Well it shines so bright and it gives so much light
And it comes from the sky above
Makes me feel so free makes me feel like me
And lights my life with love

And it seems like and it feels like
And it seems like yes it feels like
A brand new day, yeah
A brand new day oh

I was lost and double crossed
With my hands behind my back
I was longtime hurt and thrown in the dirt
Shoved out on the railroad track
I've been used, abused and so confused
And I had nowhere to run
But I stood and looked
And my eyes got hooked
On that beautiful morning sun

And it seems like and it feels like
And it seems like yes it feels like
A brand new day, yeah
A brand new day oh

And the sun shines down all on the ground
Yeah and the grass is oh so green
And my heart is still and I've got the will
And I don't really feel so mean
Here it comes, here it comes
0 here it comes right now
And it comes right in on time
Well it eases me and it pleases me
And it satisfies my mind

And it seems like and it feels like
And it seems like yes it feels like
A brand new day, yeah
A brand new day oh

Brand New Age
Composer(s): Nicky Garratt; Charlie Harper
Performer(s): U.K. Subs



Got a feeling someone's watching me
From the supermarket store playing hide and seek
Hanging on the ceiling and they never sleep
Everywhere I go I see this silver machine

1980's a brand new age
1980's a brand new age
Anonymous people going nowhere
Being recorded by machines in the air

Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV

Is the future going to be a nightmare?
Everywhere you go they're always there
Watching, listening to every word
The past was an omen now the future's a curse

1980's a brand new age
1980's a brand new age
There's no such thing as a private life
They watch you in the crib
Now they're going to watch you die

Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV

It's a brand new age
It's a brand new age
It's a brand new age
It's a brand new age

Brakeman's Blues (Yodeling The Blues Away)
Composer(s): Jimmie Rodgers
Performer(s): Jimmie Rodgers
and various other artists



Portland Maine is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Portland Maine is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Any old place I hang my hat is home sweet home to me
I went to the depot and looked up on the board
I went to the depot and looked up on the board
It says it's good times here but it's better on down the road

I'll eat my breakfast here get my dinner in New Orleans
I'll eat my breakfast here get my dinner in New Orleans
I'm gonna get me a mama Lord I ain't never seen
Where was you mama when the train left the shed
Where was you mama when the train left the shed
Standing in my front door wishing you've gone I was dead

Brainwash
Composer(s): Rick Danko; Emmett Grogan
Performer(s): Rick Danko



Brainwash..what a price to pay 
Brainwash..when there ain't no other way 

Crossed ideas and twisted fear 
Chosen channels of a million tears 
Strains the mind, night after night 
And the price ain't really right 

Brainwash..on the road to a cosmic spark 
Rub ya and scrub ya until you're raw 
Snake oils on the boil 
And the master pitch is in a coil 

Give it up with your hands in the air 
No way you're ever goin nowhere 
Brainwash..pick yourself up off the ground 
Brainwash..saddle up on the merry-go-round 

There once was a colt and they called it Morris 
And it could not stop the flying horse 
Thoroughbred on the wings of reason 
Past the sky..the masterpiece of freedom 
Brainwash ...

Brain Damage
Composer(s): Roger Waters
Originally performed by: Pink Floyd
Covered by various other artists



The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games
And daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade
You make the change
And you rearrange me 'till I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
And there's someone in my head, but it's not me
And if the cloud bursts thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

Brahn Boots
Composer(s): R.P. Weston; Bert Lee
Performer(s): Stanley Holloway



Our Aunt Hanna's passed away
We 'ad her funeral today
And it was a posh affair 
Had to have two p'licemen there! 

The 'earse was luv'ly, all plate glass
And wot a corfin!... oak and brass! 
We'd fah-sands weepin', flahers galore 
But Jim, our cousin... what d'yer fink 'e wore? 

Why, brahn boots! 
I ask yer... brahn boots! 
Fancy coming to a funeral 
In brahn boots!

I will admit 'e 'ad a nice black tie
Black fingernails and a nice black eye
But yer can't see people orf when they die
In brahn boots! 

And Aunt 'ad been so very good to 'im
Done all that any muvver could for 'im
And Jim, her son, to show his clars... 
Rolls up to make it all a farce

In brahn boots... 
I ask yer... brahn boots! 
While all the rest
Wore decent black and mourning suits

I'll own he didn't seem so gay
In fact he cried most part the way
But straight, he reg'lar spoilt our day
Wiv 'is brahn boots

In the graveyard we left Jim
None of us said much to him 
Yus, we all gave 'im the bird
Then by accident we 'eard ...

'E'd given 'is black boots to Jim Small
A bloke wot 'ad no boots at all
So p'raps Aunt Hanna doesn't mind
She did like people who was good and kind

But brahn boots! 
I ask yer... brahn boots! 
Fancy coming to a funeral
In brahn boots! 

And we could 'ear the neighbours all remark 
"What, 'im chief mourner? Wot a blooming lark!
"Why 'e looks more like a Bookmaker's clerk... 
In brahn boots!" 

That's why we 'ad to be so rude to 'im
That's why we never said "Ow do!" to 'im
We didn't know... he didn't say
He'd give 'is other boots away 

But brahn boots!
I ask yer... brahn boots! 
While all the rest
Wore decent black and mourning suits! 

But some day up at Heavens gate
Poor Jim, all nerves, will stand and wait
'til an angel whispers... "Come in, Mate 
"Where's yer brahn boots?"

Bozo's In Love Again
Composer(s): Greg Brown
Performer(s): Greg Brown



Bozo's woes would fill a well
Yeah, he looks bad even when he's doin' swell
His eyes are a definition of bereft
Yeah, he looks like somethin' that the cat left
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again

Ho-ho, he met her at the disco
On the west side of Saint Louis MO
She put her rawboned fingers to his pants
He said, "Baby, I can't dance"
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again

Ah well, he drove back to Aloha Trailer Park
She did a lot of bright things in the dark
She told him she was never late for work
He said, "I love you", she said, "You poor jerk"
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again

Well, he followed her to the Hallmark Cards and Gifts
Five-0-Nine he offered her a lift
Five-0-Ten she got in her own car
Five-0-Eleven he was sitting in a bar
He was singin', uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again

Two-Twelve back in his hotel
He called her and a man said, "Go to hell!"
Two-Sixteen he gets a hamburger, edge of town
Broken-hearted and homeward bound
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again

Three-Sixteen p.m. a little roadside café
Nicotine and caffeine, his recent past away
The waitress said, "You look bad, and then she coughed"
Bozo said, "What time do you get off?"
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again
Uh-oh, the bozo, he's in love again

He just another bozo, he's in love again
Just another b-b-bozo, he's in love
(He been all around the world, but he)
Just another bozo, he's in love again
(He's a real sharp guy, but he's) a bozo

Boys Keep Swinging
Composer(s): David Bowie; Brian Eno
Originally performed by: David Bowie
Covered by various other artists



1.2.3.4
Heaven loves ya
The clouds part for ya
Nothing stands in your way
When you're a boy

Clothes always fit ya
Life is a pop of the cherry
When you're a boy

When you're a boy
You can wear a uniform
When you're a boy
Other boys check you out
You get a girl
These are your favourite things
When you're a boy

Boys
Boys
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out

Uncage the colours
Unfurl the flag
Luck just kissed you hello
When you're a boy

They'll never clone ya
You're always first on the line
When you're a boy

When you're a boy
You can buy a home of your own
When you're a boy
Learn to drive and everything
You'll get your share
When you're a boy

Boys
Boys
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out

Boys In Town
Composer(s): Christina Amphlett; Mark McEntee
Performer(s): The Divinyls;
Natalie Gauci; Grinspoon



I am thru with hanging around
With all the boys in town
Now I want a man around
Get me out of here

I am a just red brassiere to all the boys in town
Put this bus in top gear get me out of here

I must have been desperate I must have been pretty low
I must have been desperate I must have been pretty low

I was always driving home all the boys in town
But they never telephoned get me out of here
I think they're pretty phoney
You're not like the rest
You've heard of matrimony
They've all flunked the test

I must have been desperate I must of been pretty low
I must have been desperate I must have been pretty slow

Oh I'm tired oh I'm wired
Oh I'm tired, oh I'm wired ahhhhhhhh

Too much too young, too much too young
Too much too young, too much too young
Get me out of here, get me out of here
Get me out of here, get me out of here
Get me out of here, get me out of here
Get me out of here

The Three Bells
((Adapted from: Les Trois Cloches (by Edith Piaf & Les compagnons de la chanson) - 1946))
((Dutch Version: Bim Bam (by André Van Duin) - 1982))
Composer(s): Gilles - Bert Reisfeld
Performer(s): The Browns - 1959
and multiple other artists



There's a village hidden deep in the valley
Among the pine trees half forlorn
And there on a sunny morning
Little Jimmy Brown was born

(bung, bung, bung, bung)
All the chapel bells were ringing in the little valley town
And the song that they were singing was for baby Jimmy Brown
Then the little congregation prayed for guidance from above
"Lead us not into temptation, bless this hour of meditation"
"Guide him with eternal love"

There's a village hidden deep in the valley
Beneath the mountains high above
And there, twenty years thereafter
Jimmy was to meet his love

(bung, bung, bung, bung)
All the chapel bells were ringing, 'twas a great day in his life
'cause the songs that they were singing was for Jimmy and his wife
Then the little congregation prayed for guidance from above
"Lead us not into temptation, bless, oh Lord this celebration"
"May their lives be filled with love"

From the village hidden deep in the valley
One rainy morning dark and gray
A soul winged its way to heaven
Jimmy Brown had passed away

(bung, bung, bung, bung)
Just a lonely bell was ringing in the little valley town
'twas farewell that it was singing to our little Jimmy Brown
And the little congregation prayed for guidance from above
"Lead us not into temptation, may his soul find the salvation"
"Of thy great eternal love"

Boys In The Street
Composer(s): Eddy Grant
Performer(s): Eddy Grant



You don't know till you been in my corner

know till you been in my shoes
Know if your love is for true
yeah

Only them who feel it knows
only them who feel it knows
Ah
boys in the street
giving it to me
Alright
boys in the street
giving it to me

Oh
and if you were a fly in excreta
looking at the world from above

You would know I was taking a beating
Only for the girl I love
only for the girl I love
Ha
boys in the street - alright - giving it to me
Boys in the street
giving it to me
Oh
boys in the street
giving it to me. . . .
Coulda wished I was back in West India

living only for rub-a-dub

But you said you're in love with the cold
yeah

You love it 'cause you just come

you love it 'cause you just come
Ha
boys in the street
oh yeah
giving it to me
alright. . . .
Boys in the street
alright
giving it to me
yeah. . . .
Oh yeah
boys in the street
giving it to me
alright. . . .
Boys in the street
oh yeah
giving it to me. . ..

Boys In The Band
Composer(s): Gail Collins; Felix Pappalardi
Performer(s): Mountain



Freight train
Why am I, I'm arriving late tonight
And the world is turning
Round and round the sun
All the places spinning by and by one by one
Coming home, I'm on time
Been gone such a long time
Goodbye traveling
So long to the boys in the band
Goodbye traveling
So long to the boys in the band

We play tunes today
Leaving memory of yesterday
All the circles widen getting in the sun
All the seasons spinning all the days one by one
Comin' back before long
Comin' back 'till I'm gone
Goodbye travelling
So long to the boys in the band
Goodbye travelling
So long to the boys in the band

Boys Don't Cry
Composer(s): Michael Dempsey; Robert Smith; Lol Tolhurst
Originally performed by: The Cure
Covered by various other artists



I would say I'm sorry 
If I thought that it would change your mind 
But I know that this time 
I've said too much 
Been too unkind 
I try to laugh about it 
Cover it all up with lies 
I try to laugh about it 
Hiding the tears in my eyes 
'Cause boys don't cry 
Boys don't cry 
I would break down at your feet 
And beg forgiveness 
Plead with you 
But I know that 
It's too late 
And now there's nothing I can do 
So I try to laugh about it 
Cover it all up with lies 
I try to laugh about it 
Hiding the tears in my eyes 
'Cause boys don't cry 
Boys don`t cry 
I would tell you 
That I loved you 
If I thought that you would stay 
But I know that it's no use 
That you've already 
Gone away 
Misjudged your limits 
Pushed you too far 
Took you for granted 
I thought that you needed me more 
Now I would do most anything 
To get you back by my side 
But I just 
Keep on laughing 
Hiding the tears in my eyes 
'Cause boys don't cry 
Boys don't cry 
Boys don't cry

Boys And Girls Together
Composer(s): John Phillips
Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas



Boys and girls have a good time together
Boys and girls, you know they're birds of a feather
Like two sides of a coin
They are forever joined
Heads or tails---choose one or the other
Be my friend or be my lover

Boys and girls (boys and girls) should always have someone
Boys and girls (boys and girls) should never be lonesome
(Should never be lonesome)

Heads or tails---choose one or the other
Be my friend or be my lover
Like two sides of a coin
They are forever joined
Boys and girls (boys and girls) have a good time together
Boys and girls (boys and girls), you know they're birds of a feather
(Are birds of a feather...)

Boys And Girls Like You And Me
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Richard Rodgers
Performer(s): Judy Garland



We walk on every city street
We walk in lanes where branches meet
And stars send down their blessings from the blue
We go through storms of doubt and fear
And so we walk from year to year
Believing in each other as we do
Bravely marching forward two by two...

Boys and girls like you and me
Walk beneath the skies
They love just as we love
With the same dream in their eyes
Songs and kings and many things
Have their day and are gone
But boys and girls like you and me

We go on and on
Songs and kings and many things
Have their day and are gone
But boys and girls like you and me
We go on and on

Boys And Girls
Composer(s): Philip Oakey - Philip Adrian Wright
Performer(s): The Human League



Boys and girls come out to play, playing till they’re old and grey
Time to leave the old school suit, grown ups can be real cute
Do you think they’re wiser than in the past
How long do you think it’s gonna last
I don’t have to prove to you, adults can be kidding too
Boys and girls I love you dearly
But I hate to have you near me
Boys and girls - ahh
Boys and girls - ahh
Boys and girls - ahh
Boys and girls stay home today
Think they’re more mature that way
Secret friends can soon be found
Indiscretions underground
Maybe growing up can seem more graceful
If they make their style become more tasteful
With your looks you could go far
But better watch the calendar-iahhh
Boys and girls I love you dearly
But I hate to have you near me
Boys and girls - ahh
Boys and girls - ahh
Boys and girls - ahh
Boys and girls I love you dearly
But I hate to have you near me
Boys and girls I love you dearly
But I hate to have you near me
Boys and girls - ahh
Boys and girls - ahh
Boys and girls - ahh

(Ain't That) Just Like Me
Composer(s): Earl "Speedo" Carroll - Billy Guy
Performer(s): The Coasters
and multiple other artists



Mary had a little lamb 
His fleece was white as snow 
And everywhere that Mary went
the lamb was sure to go 

Now ain't that just like me
Well you know crackin' up over you 
You know that I love you (yeah) love you (yeah) 
Won't you come along there too 

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall 
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall 
All the king's horses and all the king's men 
Couldn't put him back again 

Now ain't that just like me
Well you know crackin' up over you 
You know that I love you (yeah) love you (yeah) 
Won't you come along there too 

Hey diddle-diddle the cat had a fiddle 
The cow jumped over the moon 
The little dog laughed to see such fun 
And the dish ran away with the spoon 

Now ain't that just like me
Well you know crackin' up over you 
You know that I love you (yeah) love you (yeah) 
Won't you come along there too 

Hey diddle-diddle the cat had a fiddle 
The cow jumped over the moon 
The little dog laughed to see such fun 
And the dish ran away with the spoon 

Now ain't that just like me
Well you know crackin' up over you 
You know that I love you (yeah) love you (yeah) 
Won't you come along there too 
Don't like now won't you come along there too
Won't shake you now won't you come along there too
Come on baby won't you come along there too
Yeah shake it now won't you come along there too

The Bulls
((Adapted from: Les Toros (by Jacques Brel) - 1963))
((Finnish Version: Härät (by Susanna Haavisto) - 1986))
Composer(s): Gérard Jouannest - Jean Corti - Jacques Brel - Mort Shuman
Performer(s): Marc Almond - 1989



On Sundays the bulls get so bored
When they're asked to show off for us
There is the sun, the sand, and the arena
There are the bulls ready to bleed for us

It's time when grocery clerks
Become Don Juan
And all the ugly girls
Turn into swans

Who can say what he's found
That bull who turns and paws the ground
And suddenly he sees himself all nude
Who can say what he dreams
That bull who hears the silent screams
From the open mouths of multitudes

On Sundays the bulls get so bored
When they're asked to suffer for us
There are the picadors and the mobs revenge
There are the toreros and the mob's revenge,
there are the toreros - and the mob kneels for us

It's time when grocery clerks
become Garcia-Lorca
And the girls put the roses in their teeth
Like Carmen

On Sundays the bulls get so bored
When they're asked to drop dead for us
The sword will plunge down
And the mob will drool
The blood will poor down
And turn the sand to mud

It's time when grocery clerks
Become Nero
And the girls scream
And shout the name of their hero

And when finally they fell
Did the bulls dream of a hell
Where men and worn out matadors
Still burn
And perhaps with their last breath
Would they pardon us their death
Knowing what we did at
Carthage, Waterloo, Verdon, Stalingrad, Iwoa Jima , Hiroshima, Saigon

All Of A Sudden My Heart Sings
((Adapted from: En Écoutant Mon Coeur Chanter (Charles Trenet) - 1941))
((Italian Version: Per Un Momento Ho Perso Te (Fausto Leali) - 1967))
Composer(s): Jean Marie Blanvillain - Laurent Henri Herpin - Harold Rome
Performer(s): Hildegarde Neff - 1944
and multiple other artists



All of a sudden my heart sings
When I remember little things
The way you dance and hold me tight
The way you kiss and say goodnight
The crazy things we say and do
The fun it is to be with you
The magic thrill that's in your touch
Oh Darling, I love you so much
The secret way you press my hand
To let me know you understand
The wind and rain upon your face
The breathless world of your embrace
Your little laugh and half surprise
The starlight gleaming in your eyes
Remembering all those little things
All of a sudden my heart sings
All of a sudden my heart sings
When I remember little things
Your voice upon the telephone
That crazy laugh that's all your own
The way a smile lights up your eyes
The way you look up in surprise
The magic thrill that's in your touch
Oh Darling, I love you so much
The funny way you hold your head
The crazy things we've often said
The way your hair won't stay in place
The wind and rain upon your face
Your little laugh and half surprise
The starlight gleaming in your eyes
Remembering all those little things
All of a sudden my heart sings
All of a sudden my heart sings