Blue Moon - The Marcels

Blue Moon 
You saw me standing alone 
Without a dream in my heart 
Without a love of my own 
Blue Moon 
You know just what I was there for 
You heard me saying a prayer for 
Someone I really could care for 
And then there suddenly 
appeared before me 
The only one my arms will hold 
I heard somebody whisper please adore me 
And when I looked to the 
Moon it turned to gold 
Blue Moon 
Now I'm no longer alone 
Without a dream in my heart 
Without a love of my own 
And then there suddenly 
appeared before me 
The only one my arms will ever hold 
I heard somebody whisper please adore me 
And when I looked the Moon 
had turned to gold 
Blue moon 
Now I'm no longer alone 
Without a dream in my heart 
Without a love of my own 
Blue moon 
Now I'm no longer alone 
Without a dream in my heart 
Without a love of my own

Brass in Pocket - The Pretenders

Got brass in pocket 
got bottle i'm gonna use it 
intention i feel inventive 
gonna make you, make you, make you notice 
Got motion restrained emotion 
been driving detroit leaning 
no reason just seems so pleasing 
gonna make you, make you, make you notice 
(chorus) 

Gonna use my arms 
gonna use my legs 
gonna use my style 
gonna use my sidestep 
gonna use my fingers 
gonna use my, my, my imagination 
'cause i gonna make you see 
there's nobody else here 
no one like me 
i'm special so special 
i gotta have some of your attention give it to me 
Got rhythm i can't miss a beat 
got new skank it's so reet 
got something i'm winking at you 
gonna make you, make you, make you notice 
(chorus) 
'cause i gonna make you see 
there's nobody else here 
no one like me 
i'm special, so special 
i gotta have some of your attention 
give it to me 
'cause i gonna make you see 
there's nobody else here 
no one like me 
i'm special, so special 
i gotta have some of your attention 
Give it to me

Summertime Blues

I'm gonna raise a fuss, i'm gonna raise a holler

about a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar

every time i call my baby, and ask to get a date

my boss says, "no dice son, you gotta work late"

sometimes i wonder what i'm a gonna do

but there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well my mom and pop told me, "son you gotta make some money"

if you want to use the car to go ridin' next sunday

well i didn't go to work, told the boss i was sick

"well you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick"

sometimes i wonder what i'm a gonna do

but there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

I'm gonna take the weeks, gonna have a fine vacation

i'm gonna take my problem to the united nations

well i called my congressman and he said "whoa!"

"i'd like to help you son but you're too young to vote"

sometimes i wonder what i'm a gonna do

but there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Yesterday

Yesterday, 
All my troubles seemed so far away, 
Now it looks as though they're here to stay 
Oh I believe in yesterday 

Suddenly, 
I'm not half the man I used to be 
There's a shadow hanging over me 
Oh yesterday came suddenly 

Why she had to go 
I don't know, she wouldn't say 
I said something wrong 
now I'm long for yesterday 

Yesterday, 
Love was such an easy game to play 
Now I need a place to hide away 
Oh I believe in yesterday 

Why she had to go 
I don't know, she wouldn't say 
I said something wrong 
now I'm long for yesterday 

Yesterday, 
Love was such an easy game to play 
Now I need a place to hide away 
Oh I believe in yesterday 

Think - Aretha Franklin

Think (think) think (think) think (think) 
think (think) think (think) think (think)
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me
yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
Let's go back, let's go back, let's go way on back when
i didn't even know you, you came to me and too much you wouldn't take
i ain't no psychiatrist, i ain't no doctor with degree
it don't take too much high iq's to see what you're doing to me
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me
yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
Oh freedom (freedom), freedom (freedom), freedom, yeah freedom
freedom (freedom), freedom (freedom), freedom, ooh freedom
There ain't nothing you could ask i could answer you but i won't (i won't)
i was gonna change, but i'm not, to keep doing things i don't
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me
yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
People walking around everyday, playing games that they can score
and i ain't gonna be the loser my way, ah, be careful you don't lose yours
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me
yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
You need me (need me) and i need you (don't you know)
without eachother there ain't nothing people can do
Oh freedom (freedom), freedom (freedom), freedom, yeah freedom
freedom (freedom), freedom (freedom), freedom, ooh freedom
There ain't nothing you could ask i could answer you but i won't (i won't)
i was gonna change, but i'm not, if you're doing things i don't
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me
yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
You need me (need me) and i need you (don't you know)
without eachother there ain't nothing people can do
(think about - ah me, think about - ah me, 
think about - ah me, think about it)
(think about - ah me, think about - ah me, 
think about - ah me, think about it)
(think about - ah me, think about - ah me, 
think about - ah me, think about it)
(think about - ah me, think about - ah me, 
think about - ah me, think about it)
you had better stop and think before you think, think!!

The Winner Takes It All - ABBA

I don't wanna talk

About the things we've gone through

Though it's hurting me

Now it's history

I've played all my cards

And that's what you've done too

Nothing more to say

No more ace to play

The winner takes it all

The loser standing small

Beside the victory

That's a destiny

I was in your arms

Thinking I belonged there

I figured it made sense

Building me a fence

Building me a home

Thinking I'd be strong there

But I was a fool

Playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice

Their minds as cold as ice

And someone way down here

Loses someone dear

The winner takes it all

The loser has to fall

It's simple and it's plain

Why should I complain?

But tell me, does she kiss

Like I used to kiss you?

Does it feel the same

When she calls your name?

Somewhere deep inside

You must know I miss you

But what can I say?

Rules must be obeyed

The judges will decide

The likes of me abide

Spectators of the show

Always staying low

The game is on again

A lover or a friend

A big thing or a small

The winner takes it all

I don't wanna talk

If it makes you feel sad

And I understand

You've come to shake my hand

I apologize

If it makes you feel bad

Seeing me so tense

No self-confidence

But you see

The winner takes it all

The winner takes it all

So the winner takes it all

And the loser has to fall

Throw a dice cold as ice

Way down here, someone weak

Takes it all, has to fall

Yes, it's plain

Why complain?

The Musical Box - Genesis

Play me old king cole 
that i may join with you, 
all your hearts now seem so far from me 
it hardly seems to matter now. 
And the nurse will tell you lies 
of a kingdom beyond the skies. 
but i am lost within this half-world, 
it hardly seems to matter now. 
Play me my song. 
here it comes again. 
play me my song. 
here it comes again. 
Just a little bit, 
just a little bit more time, 
time left to live out my life. 
Play me my song. 
here it comes again. 
play me my song. 
here it comes again. 
Old king cole was a merry old soul, 
and a merry old soul was he. 
so he called for his pipe, 
and he called for his bowl, 
and he called for his fiddlers three. 
But the clock, tick-tock, 
on the mantlepiece - 
and i want, and i feel, and i know, and i touch, 
the wall! 
She's a lady, she's got time, 
brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. 
she's a lady, she is mine. 
brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. 
I've been waiting here for so long 
and all this time has passed me by 
it doesn't seem to matter now 
you stand there with your fixed expression 
casting doubt on all i have to say. 
why don't you touch me, touch me, 
why don't you touch me, touch me, 
touch me now, now, now, now, now...

Mustapha - Queen

Ibrahim, ibrahim, ibrahim,
allah, allah, allah, allah will pray for you.
hey!
Mustapha, mustapha, mustapha ibrahim.
mustapha, mustapha, mustapha ibrahim.
Mustapha ibrahim, mustapha ibrahim
allah, allah, allah will pray for you.
mustapha ibrahim, al havra kris vanin
allah, allah, allah will pray for you.
mustapha, hey! mustapha
mustapha ibrahim, mustapha ibrahim, hey!
Allah-i, allah-i, allah-i,
ibra-ibra-ibrahim, yeah!
ibrahim, ibrahim, ibrahim,
allah allah allah-i hey!
Mustapha mustapha - allah-i na stolei
mustapha mustapha - achtar es na sholei
mustapha mustapha - mochamut dei ya low eshelei
mustapha mustapha - ai ai ai ai ahelei
mustapha,
mustapha,
ist avil ahiln avil ahiln adhim mustapha,
salaam aleikum!
Mustapha ibrahim, mustapha ibrahim
allah, allah, allah will pray for you.
mustapha ibrahim, achbar ish navin
allah, allah, allah will pray for you.
mustapha, mustapha
mustapha ibrahim, mustapha ibrahim, hey!
Allah-i, allah-i, allah-i,
ibra-ibra-ibrahim, yeah!
ibrahim, ibrahim, ibrahim,
allah allah allah-i hey!
Mustapha mustapha
mustapha mustapha
mustapha mustapha
mustapha mustapha
mustapha,
mustapha,
vontap ist ahiln avil ahiln adhim mustapha,
aleikum salaam hey!

Young Americans - David Bowie

They pulled in just behind the bridge
he lays her down, he frowns
"gee my life's a funny thing, am i still too young?"
he kissed her then and there
she took his ring, took his babies
it took him minutes, took her nowhere
heaven knows, she'd have taken anything, but
chorus (she)
all night
she wants the young american
young american, young american, she wants the young american
all right
she wants the young american
scanning life through the picture window
she finds the slinky vagabond
he coughs as he passes her ford mustang, but
heaven forbid, she'll take anything
but the freak, and his type, all for nothing
he misses a step and cuts his hand, but
showing nothing, he swoops like a song
she cries "where have all papa's heroes gone?"
chorus (she)
all the way from washington
her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
"we live for just these twenty years
do we have to die for the fifty more?"
chorus (he)
all night
he wants the young american
young american, young american, he wants the young american
all right
he wants the young american
do you remember, your president nixon?
do you remember, the bills you have to pay
or even yesterday?
have you have been an un-american?
just you and your idol singing falsetto 'bout
leather, leather everywhere, and
not a myth left from the ghetto
well, well, well, would you carry a razor
in case, just in case of depression?
sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
blushing at all the afro-sheilas
ain't that close to love?
well, ain't that poster love?
well, it ain't that barbie doll
her heart's been broken just like you have
chorus (you)
all night
you want the young american
young american, young american, you want the young american
all right
you want the young american
you ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
a pimp's got a cadi and a lady got a chrysler
black's got respect, and white's got his soul train
mama's got cramps, and look at your hands ache
(i heard the news today, oh boy)
i got a suite and you got defeat
ain't there a man you can say no more? 
and, ain't there a woman i can sock on the jaw?
and, ain't there a child i can hold without judging?
ain't there a pen that will write before they die?
ain't you proud that you've still got faces?
ain't there one damn song that can make me
break down and cry?
chorus (i) (repeat 3 times)
all night
i want the young american
young american, young american, i want the young american
all right
i want the young american

Music - John Miles

Lirismo…Rock…Arreglos orquestales…Producción de Alan Parsons…Del mismo año en que nací…

La música fue mi primer amor, lo suscribo…

Espero que os guste

Music was my first love
and it will be my last.
music of the future
and music of the past.

To live without my music
would be impossible to do.
in this world of troubles,
my music pulls me through.

Music was my first love
and it will be last.
music of the future
and music of the past
and music of the past
and music of the past.

Music was my first love
and it will be my last.
music of the future
and music of the past.

To live without my music
would be impossible to do.
in this world of troubles,
my music pulls me through.

News - dIRE sTRAITS

He sticks to his guns 

He take the road as it comes 
It take the shine off his shoes 
He says it's a shame 
You know it may be a game 
Ah, but I won't play to lose 

He's burning the grass 
He take up a glass 
He swallow it neat 
He crosses the floor 
He open the door 
He take a sniff of the street 

And she tell him that he's crazy 
She's a-saying listen baby 
I'm your wife 
She tell him that he's crazy 
For gambling a-with his life 

But he climbs on his horse 
You know he feel no remorse 
He just kicks it alive 
His motor is fine 
He take it over the line 
Until he's ready to dive 

And she tell him that he's crazy 
Yes she's saying listen baby 
I'm your wife 
Yeah She tell him that he's crazy 
For gambling with his life 

He sticks to his guns 
He take the road as it comes 
It take the shine off his shoes 
He says it's a shame 
You know it may be a game 
Ah but I won't play to lose 

He sticks to his guns 
He take the road as it comes 
It take the shine off his shoes 
He's too fast to stop 
He take it over the top 
He make a line in the news.

On Broadway - The Drifters

They say the neon lights are bright 
on broadway
they say there's always magic in the air
on broadway
but when you're walking down the street
and you ain't had enough to eat
the glitter rubs right off, and you're nowhere
on broadway
They say the girls are something else
on broadway
but looking at them just gives me the blues
on broadway
but how're ya gonna make some time
when all you got is one thin dime
ane one thin dime won't even shine your shoes
on broadway
They say that i won't last too long
on broadway
i'll catch a greyhound bus for home, they all say
on broadway
but no, no they're wrong, i know they are
'cause i can play this here guitar
and i won't quit till i'm a star
on broadway
On broadway
on broadway
on broadway
i'm gonn make it, yeah (on broadway)
i'll be a big, big, big man (on broadway)
i'll have my name in lights (on broadway)
everybody, everybody's gonn know me, yeah (on broadway)
oh, up and down broadway (on broadway)

Model Man - King Crimson

Look at the signs 
look at the symptoms 
look at the slight 
calm before the storm 
I feel the silence 
I feel the signals 
I feel the strain 
tension in my head 
well, what more can be said... 

Not a model man 
not a saviour or a saint 
imperfect in a word 
make no mistake 
but I 
give you everything I have 
take me as I am...

Was It All Worth It - Queen

What is there left for me to do in this life

did i achieve what i had set in my sights
am i a happy man or is this sinking sand
was it all worth it was it all worth it
Yeah now hear my story let me tell you about it
we bought a drum kit blew my own trumpet
played the circuit thought we were perfect
was it all worth it
giving all my heart and soul and staying up all night
was it all worth it
living breathing rock'n'roll a godforsaken life
was it all worth it was it all worth it all these years
Put down our money without counting the cost
it didn't matter if we won if we lost
yes we were vicious yes we could kill
yes we were hungry yes we were brill
we served a purpose like a bloody circus
we were so dandy we love you madly
Was it all worth it
living breathing rock'n'roll this godforsaken life
was it all worth it was it all worth it
when the hurly burly's done
We went to bali saw god and dali
so mystic surrealistic
was it all worth it yeah yeah
giving all my heart and soul staying up all night
was it all worth it
living breathing rock'n'roll this never ending fight
was it all worth it was it all worth it
yes it was a worthwhile experience
It was worth it

The Song Remains The Same - Led Zeppelin

I had a dream, oh, yeah, crazy dream, uh-huh.

anything i wanted to know, any place i needed to go
hear my song
yeah...people don't you listen now? sing along!
oh, you don't know what you're missing now.
any little song that you know
everything that's small has to grow.
and it has to grow!, push push, yeah!
california sunlight, sweet calcutta rain
honolulu starbright--the song remains the same. ooh! ooh!
here we go!, honolulu now...
sing out hare hare, dance the hoochie koo.
city lights are oh so bright, as we go sliding
sliding, sliding through., oh!