Meat Loaf - two out of three ain't bad



Baby we can talk all night, but that ain't getting us nowhere
I told you everything I possibly can... there's nothing left inside of here
And may be you can cry all night, but that'll never change the way that I feel
The snow is really piling up outside, I wish you wouldn't make me leave here
I poured it on and I poured it out... I tired to show you just how much I care
I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout
But you've been cold to me so long, I'm crying icicles instead of tears

And all I can do is keep on telling you... I want you, I need you
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad
Cause two out of three ain't bad
Don't be sad, Cause two out of three ain't bad

Youl never find your gold on a sandy beach, You'll never drill for oil on a city street
I know you're looking for a ruby in a mountain of rocks
Byt there ain't no Coupe de Ville hiding at the bottom
of a cracker jack box

I can't lie
I can't tell you that I'm something I'm not, No matter how I try
I'll never be able to give you something
Something that I just haven't got
Well there's only one boy that I will ever love
And that was so many years ago
And though I'll never get him out of my heart she never loved me back
ooh I know
Well I remember how he left me on the stormy night
He kissed me and got out of our bed
And though I pleaded and begget him not to walk out that door
He packed his bag and turned away
And he kept on telling me, He kept on telling me,
He kept on telling me

I want you I need you
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad... Cause two out of three ain't bad
Don't be sad, Cause two out of three ain't bad
Baby we can talk all night, But that ain't getting us nowhere


Player - baby come back


Spending all my nights, all my money going out on the town
Doing anything just to get you off of my mind
But when the morning comes, I'm right back where I started again
Trying to forget you is just a waste of time

Baby come back, any kind of fool could see,
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you

All day long, wearing a mask of false bravado
Trying to keep up the smile that hides a tear
But as the sun goes down, I get that empty feeling again
How I wish to God that you were here

Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you

Now that I put it all together
Give me the chance to make you see
Have you used up all the love in your heart
Nothing left for me, ain't there nothing left for me

Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you

Here comes the hotstepper



...Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Pick up the crew in-a de area, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer

No, no, we don't die
Yes, we multiply
Anyone test will hear the fat lady sing
Act like you know, Rico
I know what Bo don't know
Touch them up and go, uh-oh
Ch-ch-chang-chang

Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Excuse me mister officer, murderer
Still love you like that?, murderer

Extraordinary, Juice like a strawberry
Money to burn baby, all of the time
Cut to fade is me... Fade to cut is she
Come juggle with me, I say every time

Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Dial emergency number, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer

It's how we do it man

Start like a jack-rabbit... Finish in front of it
On the night is jack , that's it, ...understand?
I'm the daddy of the mack daddy, His are left in gold, maybe
Ain't no homey gonna play me, ...top celebrity man

Murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Excuse me mister officer, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer

No, no, we don't die, Yes, we multiply
Anyone test will hear the fat lady sing
Act like you know, you go, I know what Bo don't know
Touch them up and go, uh-oh ...Ch-ch-chang-chang

Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Big up all crew in-a the area, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer

yeah man, ...Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical ganster, murderer
Pick up the crew bow ya, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer

Here comes the Hotstepper
I'm the lyrical danger
I'm a live in-a me danger
Still love you like that

Here comes the Hotstepper
I'm the lyrical gangster
I'm a live in-a me danger
Still love you like that

Hey, Da da da....

Where The Streets Have No Name - U2


I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name
I want to feel, sunlight on my face
See that dust cloud disappear without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We're still building
Then burning down love, burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you...
(It's all I can do)

The cities a flood
And our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled into dust
I'll show you a place
High on ta desert plain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
(It's all I can do)

Slipping away - Moby



All that we needed, was right...
The threshold is breaking, tonight

Open to everything happy and sad,
Seeing the good when it's all going bad,
Seeing the sun when I can't really see,
Hoping the sun will at least look at me,

Focus on everything better today,
All that I needed I never could say,
Hold on to people they're slipping away,
Hold on to this while it's slipping away,

All that we needed, tonight
Are people who love us, and life
I know how it feels to need
Oh when we leave here, you'll see

Open to everything happy and sad
Seeing the good when it's all going bad
Seeing the sun when I can't really see
Hoping the sun will at least look at me

Focus on everything better today,
All that I needed I never could say,
Hold on to people they're slipping away,
Hold on to this while it's slipping away...

So long....
So long....

Open to everything happy and sad,
Seeing the good when it's all going bad,
Seeing the sun when I can't really see,
Hoping the sun will at least look at me,

Focus on everything better today,
All that I needed I never could say,

Hold on to people they're slipping away...

Year of the cat - Al Stewart's



On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime

She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolour, in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat...

She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears

By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, I feel my life
Just like a river running through...
The year of the cat.

Well, she looks at you so cooly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli...
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside!
The year of the cat...

Well, morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone,
And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on

But the drum-beat strains of the night remain,
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her,
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat...

mmm year of cat...

Comfortably numb - Pink Floyd



Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me, Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain, Get you on your feet again...

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts: Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move, but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever,
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again,
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am... I, have become, comfortably numb.

I, have become, comfortably numb.
Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick...

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show, come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding,
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone, I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone...

I, have become, comfortably numb.

Hey jude - Beatles




Hey, Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Hey, Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better.

And any time you feel the pain, hey, Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
Well don't you know that its a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder

Hey, Jude! Don't let her down
You have found her, now go and get her
Remember, to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better.

So let it out and let it in, hey, Jude, begin
You're waiting for someone to perform with
And don't you know that it's just you, hey, Jude,
You'll do, the movement you need is on your shoulder

Hey, Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

....hey jude... (repeat for ever)

Down under – men at work



Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,

"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,

"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,

"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Bette Davis eyes - Kim Carnes



Her hair is Harlowe gold, Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold, She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn her music on you, You won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow, She got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you, She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
She got Greta Garbo stand off sighs
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home, It whets her appetite
She'll lay you on her throne, She got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you, Roll you like you were dice
Until you come out blue, She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you, when she snows you
Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you
She's ferocious and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you, She'll unease you
All the better just to please ya
She's precocious, and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you, She'll unease you
Just to please ya, She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you, when she snows you
She knows ya, She's got Bette Davis eyes

Help - Bananarama



One two three...
Wait wait wait, what's the first line again ?
Help ! ...Oh yeah. One two... Help !
No wait ! Sorry. One two three four


Help! I need somebody
Help! Not just anybody
Help! You know I need someone... Help!

When I was younger, so much younger than today
I never needed anybody's help in any way
And now those days are gone, I'm not so self assured
Now I find I've changed my mind, I've opened up the door

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
Down down down
And I do appreciate you being 'round
'Round 'round 'round
Help me get my feet back on the ground
Ground ground ground
Won't you please, please help me

Pete, look, I think I'm a bit toppy.
And I'm a bit bottomy, Pete.


And now my life has changed in oh so many ways
My independence seems to vanish in the haze
But every now and then I feel so insecure
I know that I just need you like I've never done before

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down (HELP!)
And I do appreciate you being 'round (HELP!)
Help me get my feet back on the ground (HELP!)
Won't you please, please help me

They're gonna take the Bananas off 'ere aren't they ?
Yeah. They're just doing backing vocals. We're singing the medley.
Well, we better be. Otherwise there'll be trouble.
Hm, hm !


When I was younger, so much younger than today
I never needed anybody's help in any way
And now those days are gone, I'm not so self assured
Now I find I've changed my mind, I've opened up the door

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down (Down)
And I do appreciate you being 'round ('Round)
Help me get my feet back on the ground (Ground)
Won't you please, please help me
Help me, help me, Ooh
Oooooooh...
Oh, the Bananas finished too early again.
I know.
That's it. I'm leaving, forget now Pete.
Oh, that's in the can Pete, it's in the can !
You can join their group, then.
It's in the can, it's a wrap, it's a wrap.
Shut up, Kim !

Moonlight Shadow - Mike Oldfield



The last that ever she saw him
Carried away... by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow.

Lost in a river last saturday night
Far away on the other side.
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
And she couldn't find how to push through

The trees that whisper in the evening
Carried away, by a moonlight shadow
Sing a song of sorrow and breathing
Carried away by a moonlight shadow

All she saw, was a silhouette of a gun
Far away on the other side...
He was shot six times by a man on the run
And she couldn't find how to push through

I stay, I pray,
I see you in heaven, far away
I stay, I pray,
I see you in heaven, one day

Four AM in the morning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
I watched your vision forming
Carried away by a moonlight shadow

Star was glowing in a silvery night
Far away on the other side
Will you come to talk to me this night
But she couldn't find how to push through

I stay, I pray,
I see you in heaven, far away
I stay, I pray,
I see you in heaven, one day

Love Is A Battlefield - Pat Benatar



We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands... Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us were wrong
Searchin our hearts for so long, both of us knowing...
Love is a battlefield

Youre beggin me to go, youre makin me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad? It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way, or am I the best thing youve had?
Believe me, believe me, I cant tell you why
But Im trapped by your love, and Im chained to your side

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands... Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us were wrong
Searchin our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

Were losing control
Will you turn me away... or touch me deep inside?
And before this gets old, will it still feel the same?
Theres no way this will die
But if we get much closer, I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders, youll need me to hold

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands... Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us were wrong
Searchin our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

Ella elle l'a - France Gall



C'est comme une gaieté
Comme un sourire, Quelque chose dans la voix
Qui paraît nous dire "viens"
Qui nous fait sentir étrangement bien

C'est comme toute l'histoire
Du peuple noir, Qui se balance
Entre l'amour et l'désespoir,
Quelque chose qui danse en toi
Si tu l'as, tu l'as

Ella, elle l'a
Ce je n'sais quoi, Que d'autres n'ont pas
Qui nous met dans un drôle d'état

Ella, elle l'a Ella, elle l'a
Elle a, cette drôle de voix
Elle a, cette drôle de joie
Ce don du ciel qui la rend belle
Ella, elle l'a Ella, elle l'a
Ella, elle l'a Elle a,

Elle a ce tout petit supplément d'âme
Cet indéfinissable charme, Cette petite flamme
Tape sur des tonneaux, Sur des pianos
Sur tout ce que dieu peut te mettre entre les mains
Montre ton rire ou ton chagrin,
Mais que tu n'aies rien, que tu sois roi
Que tu cherches encore les pouvoirs qui dorment en toi
Tu vois ça ne s'achète pas... Quand tu l'as tu l'as
Ella, elle l'a
Ce je n'sais quoi, Que d'autres n'ont pas
Qui nous met dans un drôle d'état

Der Komissar - Falco




Check it out Joe, ha ! ...
(a cantar carajo, con un par...)

Two, three, four, Eins, zwei, drei Na, es is nix dabei
Na, wenn ich euch erzähl' die G'schicht'
Nichts desto trotz, Ich bin es schon gewohnt
Im TV-Funk da läuft es nicht. -

Ja, sie war jung,
Das Herz so rein und weiß Und jede Nacht hat ihren Preis,
Sie sagt: “Sugar Sweet, Ya got me rappin' to the heat!”

Ich verstehe, sie ist heiß, Sie sagt: “Baby, you know,
I miss my funky friends,” Sie meint Jack und Joe und Jill.

Mein Funkverständnis, Ja, das reicht zur Not,
Ich überreiss', was sie jetzt will.

Ich überleg' bei mir, Ihr' Nas'n spricht dafür,
Währenddessen ich noch rauch',
Die Special Places sind ihr wohlbekannt,
Ich mein', sie fährt ja U-Bahn auch.

Dort singen's:

“Dreh' dich nicht um, oh oh oh
schau, schau, der Kommissar geht um! Oh oh
Er wird dich anschau'n und du weißt warum.
Die Lebenslust bringt dich um…

Alles klar, Herr Kommissar?

Hey man, wanna buy some stuff, man?
Did you ever rap that thing Jack? So rap it to the beat!

Wir treffen Jill and Joe Und dessen Bruder hip
Und auch den Rest der coolen Gang

Sie rappen hin, sie rappen her
Dazwischen kratzen's ab die Wänd'.

Dieser Fall ist klar, Lieber Herr Kommissar,
Auch wenn sie and'rer Meinung sind:

Den Schnee auf dem wir alle
Talwärts fahr'n, Kennt heute jedes Kind.

Jetzt das Kinderlied:
Dreh dich nicht um, oh oh oh,
schau, schau, der Kommissar geht um! Oh oh
Er hat die Kraft und wir sind klein und dumm,
dieser Frust macht uns Stumm.

Dreh dich nicht um, oh oh oh
schau, schau, der Kommissar geht um! Oh oh
Wenn er dich anspricht
und du weißt warum,
Sag ihm: …'Dein Leb'n bringt dich um…

Alles klar, Herr Kommissar… ja,ja,ja,ja

("überreissen" = es una licencia Austriaca por "verstehen", ustedes entienden...)