Blow By Blow
Composer(s): Dave Mason; John Cesario; Mark Holden
Performer(s): Fleetwood Mac



It's always something
Or it ain't nothing at all
It's feast or famine
Too hot or out in the cold
So here we stand
Alone together
Our backs against the wall
If my heart wasn't in it
I wouldn't be here at all

Blow by blow
Well it's blow by blow
And here we go again
(Here we go again)
Well it's blow by blow

Coming off the ropes
And fighting for the hope in us all
Are you in my corner
Or playing both sides of the wall
So make a stand
It's now or never
Cause life is much too short
And if your heart isn't in it
You shouldn't be here at all

Blow by blow
Well it's blow by blow
And here we go again
(Here we go again)
Well it's blow by blow

Blow by blow
Well it's blow by blow
I'm back on my feet again
(I'm back on my feet again)
Well it's blow by blow

I can almost see through the tears
And I've got my pride
The dreams that I've hidden for years
Just won't be denied

So here we stand
Alone together
Our backs against the wall
If my heart wasn't in it
I wouldn't be here at all

Blow by blow
Well it's blow by blow
And here we go again
(Here we go again)
Well it's blow by blow

Blow by blow
Well it's blow by blow
I'm back on my feet again
(I'm back on my feet again)
Well it's blow by blow

Blow Away
Composer(s): George Harrison
Performer(s): George Harrison



Day turned black, sky ripped apart
Rained for a year 'til it dampened my heart
Cracks and leaks
The floorboards caught rot
About to go down
I had almost forgot

All I got to do is to love you
All I got to be is, be happy
All it's got to take is some warmth to make it
Blow Away, Blow Away, Blow Away

Sky cleared up, day turned to bright
Closing both eyes now the head filled with light
Hard to remember what a state I was in
Instant amnesia
Yang to the Yin

All I got to do is to love you
All I got to be is, be happy
All it's got to take is some warmth to make it
Blow Away, Blow Away, Blow Away

Wind blew in, cloud was dispersed
Rainbows appearing, the pressures were burst
Breezes a-singing, now feeling good
The moment had passed
Like I knew that it should

All I got to do is to love you
All I got to be is, be happy
All it's got to take is some warmth to make it
Blow Away, Blow Away, Blow Away

Blossom Friend
Performer(s): Nick Drake



Black days of winter all were through
The blossoms came and they brought you
Clouds left the sky
And I knew the reason why
They made way for you and the blossom

The seasons cycle turned again
An april shower now and then
Trees came alive
And the bees left their hive
They came out to see you and the blossom

People were laughing, smiling with the sun
They knew that summer had begun

The nights grew warm, the days grew long
Spring turned to summer and was gone
It seemed so fine
All the cider and the wine
But I knew you'd go with the blossom

When spring returns I'll look again
To find another blossom friend
Until I do
Find something new
I'll just think of you and the blossom

Blossom
Composer(s): James Taylor
Performer(s): James Taylor



Blossom, smile some sunshine down my way
Lately, I've been lonesome
Blossom, it's been much too long a day
Seems my dreams have frozen
Melt my cares away

Send the sunshine down my way whenever you call my name
I know what you mean to say to me, girl, it's all the same

Blossom, there's any empty road behind
Sit you down beside me
Blossom, there's a sweet dream on my mind
There's a song inside me
Take these chains away

Now, send the sunshine down my way whenever you call my name
I know what you mean to say to me, girl, it's all the same

Blossom, smile some sunshine down my way
Lately, I've been lonesome
Blossom, it's been much too long a day
Seems my dreams have frozen
Melt my cares away

Bloop Bleep
Composer(s): Frank Loesser
Performer(s): Danny Kaye
and various other artists



Bloop, bleep, bloop, bleep, bloop, bleep
The faucet keeps a-drippin’ and I can’t sleep
Bleep, bloop, bleep, bloop, bloopbloop, bleep
I guess I never should’ve ordered clam soup

Bloop, bleep, bloopbloop, bleepbleep, bl.bl.bl, bl.bl.bl
I wonder where to go to buy a car cheap
(Warbling) Blblblblblbl 
(Warbling) Blblblblblbl
(Warbling) Blblblblblbl
(Warbling) Blblblblblbl
(Warbling) Blblblblblbl
(Warbling) Blblblblblbl
What is it with the babe next door?

What is it she does to me?
What mad kinda thrill do I find?
Looking at her walking, just walking by
Don’t know I’m alive but she’s driving me out of my..
Bleeoo, bleep, bloop, bleeep, bl.bl.bl.bl, bl.bl.bl.bl 
The faucet keeps a-drippin’ and I just can’t sleep

Bloop, bleep, bloop, bleep, bloop, bleep
I better call the plumber ‘cause I just can’t
Sloop, er blee, sleebleep, blooblee er sleeboo, bl.bl, blooslee, sleebloo…er
Sleeeeeeeeeeeep!

Bloody Well Right
Composer(s): Rick Davies; Roger Hodgson
Performer(s): Supertramp



So you think your schooling's phoney 
I guess it's hard not to agree 
You say it all depends on money 
And who is in your family tree 
Right, you're bloody well right 
you know you got a right to say 
Right, you're bloody well right 
you know you got a right to say 
Ha-ha you're bloody well right 
you know you're right to say 
Yeah-yeah you're bloody well right 
you know you're right to say 
Me, I don't care anyway! 
Write your problems down in detail 
Take them to a higher place 
You've had your cry - no, I should say wail 
In the meantime hush your face 
Right, quite right, you're bloody well right...

Bloody Luxury
Composer(s): Coverdale
Performer(s): Whitesnake



Now when I first met you
I was rolling along
Just a bar room crooner
Singing heartbreak songs
An' I supposed I could never get next to you
But, you seemed quite happy with my company
You kept my body heat steady at 103
With your mouth full of gimme
An' your body full of much obliged

It's bloody luxury
What you mean to me
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
It's bloody luxury
What you mean to me
'Cos no matter what you do to me
It's bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...

You're a five star woman
An' you know what to give
To fill a part time loser
Full of reasons to live
But, there's no doubt about it
I'm taking a chance on you
Becos' you get my heart beating heavy
Make my knees go weak
You get me so damn nervous
I can hardly speak
But, nothing's gonna stop me
Hanging on my good luck charm

It's bloody luxury
What you mean to me
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
It's bloody luxury
What you mean to me
'Cos no matter what you do to me
It's bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...

It's bloody luxury
What you mean to me
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
It's bloody luxury
What you mean to me
'Cos no matter what you do to me
It's bloody luxury

Bloody luxury
What you mean to me
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
It's bloody luxury
What you mean to me
'Cos no matter what you do to me
No matter what you do to me
No matter what you do to me
It's bloody luxury
Bloody luxury

Bloody luxury...

Dasher With The Light Upon His Tail
Composer(s): Warner McPherson
Performer(s): Kitty Wells



Did you ever wonder how Santa gets his light to
see 
When the moon is in the shadow or hidden behind a tree 
Now we all heard of Rudolph how his nose lights up the trail 
But I bet you never heard of dasher with the light upon his tail 
Oh dash away, dash away, dash away, dash away over hill and dale 

Stranger laughs so merrily at dasher with the light upon his tail 
Ridin' on the rooftop down the chimney 
Everywhere old Santa goes he gives him light to see 
Dasher has a job to do before they hit each trail 
Following old Santa with the light upon his tail 
(Oh dash away, dash away, dash away, dash away) over hill and dale 
Stranger laughs so merrily at dasher with the light upon his tail
Ridin' on the rooftop...

Bloody Flamenco
Composer(s): Nino Ferrer; Michael Waller
Performer(s): Nino Ferrer



I've come from Spain
it was all in vain
nothing remains
except the bloody yellow ashes
all over the bloody place
except the bloody yellow ashes
all over the bloody place

Something went wrong
someone dropped the bomb
the neutron star just fell
and changed the face of mother earth
into a bloody hell
dried up all the seas
and blew up Dingley Dell

Green grass can grow no more
There's no more trees, no seashore

Bloodshot Eyes
Composer(s): R. Hall; Hank Penny
Performer(s): Pat Benatar
and various other artists



Now just because you're pretty, and you think you're mighty wise
You tell me that you love me, then you wore those big brown eyes
When I saw you last week, your eyes were turning black
You'll find that guy that beat you up, ask him to take you back

Chorus:
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me, I can tell you've been out on the spree
Well it's plain that you're lyin' when you say that you will be cryin'
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I used to spend my money to make you look real sweet
I wanted to be proud of you when we walk down the street
Now don't ask me to dress you up in a satin fan and silk
Your eyes look like two cherries in a glass of buttermilk

Corus

So I guess a little romance has finally set me down
You should join the circus, you make a real good clown
Your eyes look like a row now, I'm scared to smell your breath
You better shut your peabones before you bleed to death

Chorus

Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me

Bloodnok's Rock 'N' Roll Call 
Composer(s): Carbone
Performer(s): The Goons



Secombe: 
Company shun! Shoulder High!! By the right, number! 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight 
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen 
Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine 
Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight 
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen,  
You've got to rock and roll in a roll call way 
You've got to march with a Marilyn Monroe-ese way 
You've got to rock and roll with your old kit bag 
But you mustn't ever mention her name in the mess 
And if you want to know the title of this number 
It is a Major Dennis Bloodnok Rock'n'Roll Call rhumba 
Left, left, left, right left 
Quick, slow, quick, quick, slow In, out, in, in, out 
Pick up your gun, shove a bullet up the spout 
It's the dance they do from Spain to Pango-Pango 
It is a Major Dennis Bloodnok Rock'n'Roll Call Tango 
Coy, dum diddle, blow de how Bombay didde bowl of char Um diddle 

Minnie: 
Stop! Stop! Stop that sinful naughty record-type music
Stop it I say! Oh! Stop it! 

Bloodnok: 
Oh! Foddle me puckies and cril me topie 
Why do my beady old eyes deceive me, or is it? 
No, no -- it can't be 
But yes! It is! 
It's me old child hood sweetheart Spotty Minnie Bannister
the darling of Roper's Light Horse 
Bless my soul 
What are you doing here? 
Nothing catching I hope

Minnie: 
I just came to put my bag full of money in the bank

Bloodnok: 
Money! Money! Oh!!! 
Neddie, take Miss Bannister in a steaming love dance while I check her properties 
One, two, three, four

Secombe: 
Change to the left, ladies to the right 
All join hands -- panic

Bloodnok: 
Bravado, bravado 
What a voice! (What a bank balance!) 
I beg you, you gorgeous wanton 
Give me some small token of your love and I will sing you a known military melody 
Music, maestro

Plonk: 
(Right mate) 
You've got to rock 'n' roll in a monetary manner 
If you want to earn a necessary tanner 
Take your pick while the picking's good 
If you never pick right, things will never get better 
When I hear the tink of money that is good news 
It drives away the Bloodnok Rock 'n' Roll Call Blues 
So let there be, always some cash for me 
That will be mine, all mine!

Blood Red Wine
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones



Mmm...dear, I love you dearly, but don't forget trouble I
used to find, and it was, in your mind...yeah

I got red blood, and I got blood red wine Which I bring you
when the snow is heavy on the ground If you say where go
I'll just, wrap my cloak around

You say that every man you ever had Has been obsessed
with you and I, wanna prove an exception To the role, that
you lay down Babe, please don't make me cry, 'cause
there's a little pain inside..iide Yes my darling now you can't
expect me always to hide

I got red blood, and I got, blood red wine Which I bring you
when the snow lies heavy on the ground If you say we'll go
Why-ow... let me, let me, wrap my coat around

Yeah, that's right You see that every time well the lines must
rhyme And every verse, be in the same old time Does it all
have to rhyme? But there go, and that's a place that you will
never... You said to remind of the girl I used to know, and
used to love, yeah

I got red blood, and I got blood red wine Which I bring you,
when the snow lies heavy on the ground If, you get cold I, oh
wrap my, coat, coat around My, my, my, my don't you stay
on that, that snowy ground...

Blood Brothers
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen;
Michael Angelo; Garnet Rogers; Jeff Sherman



We played king of the mountain out on the end
The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men
Now there's so much that time, time and memory fade away
We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take
We stood side by side each one fightin' for the other
We said until we died we'd always be blood brothers

Now the hardness of this world slowly grinds your dreams away
Makin' a fool's joke out of the promises we make
And what once seemed black and white turns to so many shades of gray
We lose ourselves in work to do and bills to pay
And it's a ride, ride, ride, and there ain't much cover
With no one runnin' by your side my blood brother

On through the houses of the dead past those fallen in their tracks
Always movin' ahead and never lookin' back
Now I don't know how I feel, I don't know how I feel tonight
If I've fallen 'neath the wheel, if I've lost or I've gained sight
I don't even know why, I don't know why I made this call
Or if any of this matters anymore after all

But the stars are burnin' bright like some mystery uncovered
I'll keep movin' through the dark with you in my heart
My blood brother

Blonde Over Blue
Composer(s): Billy Joel
Performer(s): Billy Joel



Some days when I'm far away
In a lonely room in a cold seclusion
Some nights when I'm wound so tight
There is no release, there is no solution

In hell there's a big hotel
Where the bar just closed and the windows never opened
No phone so you can't call home
And the TV works, but the clicker is broken

But in the darkness I see your light turned on
You know my weakness, you know how I respond to

Blonde over blue
Your hands are cold, your eyes are fire
Blonde over blue
They shine as though you're burning inside
One word from you is all I need to be inspired
Blonde over blue, I need your inspiration tonight

These days there's a million ways
To be pulled and torn, to be misdirected
These times there are sins and crimes
On the morning shows for the disconnected

I look and I write my book
And I walk away with the wrong impressions
I don't care 'cause I've done my share' And I need some time for my 
own obsessions

It doesn't matter, I've let that life go by
It's been forgotten 'cause all I wanted was you

Blonde over blue
Your hands are cold, your eyes are fire
Blonde over blue
They shine as though you're burning inside
One word from you is all I need to be inspired
Blonde over blue, I need your inspiration tonight

These days not a damn soul prays
And there is no faith 'cause there's nothing to believe in
These days only good luck pays
If we don't get paid then we try to get even

I look and I write my book
And I have my say and I draw conclusions
Some nights when I'm wound so tight
There is no release there is no solution

But in the darkness I see your light turned on
You know my weakness, you know how I respond to

Blonde over blue
Your hands are cold, your eyes are fire
Blonde over blue
They shine as though you're burning inside
One word from you is all I need to be inspired
Blonde over blue, I need your inspiration tonight

Blonde over blue
Your hands are cold, your eyes are fire
Blonde over blue
They shine as though you're burning inside
One word from you is all I need to be inspired
Blonde over blue, I need your inspiration tonight

Blodwyn
Composer(s): Pete Ham
Performer(s): Badfinger



I put away the knife, the chisel, and the saw
I've locked away my life behind this old, oak door
To make a simple spoon, a token of my love
In hope that maybe soon, it's me you're thinking of

Chorus:
So take my spoon, Blodwyn
Make it soon, Blodwyn
The valley knows the way I feel today
So take my spoon, Blodwyn
Make it soon, Blodwyn
Before some other spoon takes you away

My life may not be long, was working down below
For so much can go wrong, but what else do I know?
So take these precious years and make them precious too
And say you'll take from me what I will give to you

Chorus

Chorus

Blitzkrieg Bop 2.12
Composer(s): Tommy Ramone; Dee Dee Ramone
Performer(s): The Ramones



Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go
They're forming in straight line
They're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
The Blitzkrieg Bop
They're piling in the back seat
They're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat
The Blitzkrieg Bop
Hey ho, let's go
Shoot'em in the back now
What they want, I don't know
They're all reved up and ready to go
They're forming in straight line
They're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
The Blitzkrieg Bop
They're piling in the back seat
They're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat
The Blitzkrieg Bop
Hey ho, let's go
Shoot'em in the back now
What they want, I don't know
They're all reved up and ready to go
They're forming in straight line
They're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
The Blitzkrieg Bop
They're piling in the back seat
They're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat
The Blitzkrieg Bop
Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go

Blister In The Sun
Composer(s): Gordon Gano
Performer(s): Violent Femmes



When I'm out walking I strut my stuff
and I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just a might stop to check you out
Let me go out, while I blister in the sun
let me go out,
big hands I know your the one

body and beats, I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
my girlfriend shes at the end
she is starting to cry
let me go out while I blister in the sun
let me go out
big hands I know you're the one

Blindman
Composer(s): David Coverdale
Performer(s): David Coverdale



I was dreaming of the past
Why do good times never last
Help me Jesus, show the way
I can't hold on another day

I was hungry, felling low
I just couldn't make out which way to go
Chasing rainbows that have no end
The road is long without friend

Be my friend, be my brother
Be the piper, play the call
Across the seven seas of wonder
Be the guardian of my soul

Just a young man looking homeward
Watching the sun go down again
Across the water, the sun is shining
But, will it ever, will it ever be the same

Be my friend, be my brother
Be the piper, play the call
Across the seven seas of wonder
Be the guardian of my soul

I need somebody, I need someone
I need somebody to call my own
Like a blindman, I can feel the heat of the sun
But, like a blindman
I don't know, I don't know,
I don't know where it's coming from

Be my friend, be my brother
Be the piper, play the call
Across the seven seas of wonder
Be the guardian of my soul

I need somebody, I need someone
I need somebody to call my own
Like a blindman, I can feel the heat of the sun
But, like a blindman
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know where is coming from

Blinded By The Light
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen



Madman drummers bummers 
and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps 
as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing, the calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot, snappin' his fingers, clappin' his hands
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot 
and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers 
"Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band"

And she was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright

Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the East
He says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone 
that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone 
watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone 
to remind him of the feeling of romance

Yeah, he was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
He got down but he never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight

Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes
She said, "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong 
if you play that song with the funky break"
And Go-Cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playin' backyard bombardier
Yes, and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent some dude with a calling card 
he said, "Do what you like, but don't do it here"
Well, I jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground 
and asked him which was the way back home
He said, "Take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night 
and then, boy, you're on your own"
And now in Zanzibar, a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car, hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said, "Blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar 
we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon"
And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap 
from some mousetrap he bought last night
Well, I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but figured he'd be all right

He was just blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh, but Mama, that's where the fun is
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded

Blinded By Rainbows
Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones



Did you ever feel the pain
That he felt upon the cross
Did you ever feel the knife
Tearing flesh that's oh so soft
Did you ever touch the night
Did you ever count the cost
Do you hide away the fear
Put down paradise as lost
Yeah you're blinded by rainbows
Watching the wind blow
Blinded by rainbows
Do you dream at night
Do you sleep at night
I doubt it
Did you ever feel the blast
As the semtex bomb goes off
Do you ever hear the screams
As the limbs are all torn off
Did you ever kiss the child
Who just saw his father shot
Do you ever shed a tear
As the war drags on and on
Do you ever touch the night
Or is it just another job
Do you feel the final hours
Put down paradise as lost
Yeah you're blinded by rainbows
And faces in windows
Blinded by rainbows
Do you dream at night
Do you sleep at night
I doubt it
Do you ever fear the night
Could it be the war is lost
Do you fear the final hour
Do you kneel before the cross
You're blinded by rainbows
And watching the wind blow
Blinded by rainbows
Do you dream at night
Do you scream at night
Do you smell of fear
Is your conscience clear
Are you caked in sweat
Are your clothes all wet
Do you see the light
Is the end in sight
See the face of Christ
Enter paradise
I doubt it