Steely Dan
Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand Can you show me the shine of your Japan The sparkle of your china, can you show me Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva I'm gonna sell my house in town Bodhisattva I'm gonna sell my house in town And I'll be there to shine in your Japan To sparkle in your China, yes I'll be there Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand Can you show me the shine of your Japan The sparkle of your china, can you show me Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva I'm gonna sell my house in town Bodhisattva I'm gonna sell my house in town And I'll be there to shine in your Japan To sparkle in your China, yes I'll be there Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, look out Songwriters: Donald Jay Fagen/Walter Carl Becker Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group 
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Lipps Inc.
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me Town to keep me movin' Keep me groovin' with some energy Well, I talk about it, talk about it Talk about it, talk about it Talk about, talk about Talk about movin' Gotta move on Gotta move on Gotta move on Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me Town to keep me movin' Keep me groovin' with some energy Well, I talk about it, talk about it Talk about it, talk about it Talk about, talk about Talk about movin' Gotta move on Gotta move on Gotta move on Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to Funkytown Won't you take me to To Funkytown Won't you take me now To Funkytown Songwriters: Steve Greenberg Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc 
Elton John
It's getting late have you seen my mates Ma tell me when the boys get here It's seven o'clock and I want to rock Want to get a belly full of beer My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys And my old lady she don't care My sister looks cute in her braces and boots A handful of grease in her hair Don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline Saturday night's alright for fighting Get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight 'Cause Saturday night's the night I like Saturday night's alright alright alright Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right I may use a little muscle to get what I need I may sink a little drink and shout out, "She's with me!" A couple of the sounds that I really like Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike I'm a juvenile product of the working class Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass Don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline Saturday night's alright for fighting Get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight 'Cause Saturday night's the night I like Saturday night's alright alright alright Don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline 'Cause Saturday night's alright for fighting Get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight 'Cause Saturday night's the night I like Saturday night's alright alright alright Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Night's alright Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Night's alright Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Night's alright Writer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin 
Blue Oyster Cult
My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Oh, let the girl, let that girl, rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll Gardens of nocturne, forbidden delights Reins of steel, and it's alright Cities on flame, with rock and roll Marshal will buoy, but Fender control Let the girl, let that girl rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Let the girl, let that girl rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll Writer(s): Donald Roeser, Albert Bouchard, Samuel Pearlman 
The Moody Blues
Why do we never get an answer When we're knocking at the door With a thousand million questions About hate and death and war? 'Cause when we stop and look around us There is nothing that we need In a world of persecution That is burning in its greed Why do we never get an answer When we're knocking at the door? Because the truth is hard to swallow That's what the war of love is for It's not the way that you say it When you do those things to me It's more the way that you mean it When you tell me what will be And when you stop and think about it You won't believe it's true That all the love you've been giving Has all been meant for you I'm looking for someone to change my life I'm looking for a miracle in my life And if you could see what it's done to me To lose the love I knew Could safely lead me through Between the silence of the mountains And the crashing of the sea There lies a land I once lived in And she's waiting there for me But in the grey of the morning My mind becomes confused Between the dead and the sleeping And the road that I must choose I'm looking for someone to change my life I'm looking for a miracle in my life And if you could see what it's done to me To lose the love I knew Could safely lead me to The land that I once knew To learn as we grow old The secrets of our soul It's not the way that you say it when you do those things to me It's more the way you really mean it when you tell me what will be Why do we never get an answer When we're knocking at the door With a thousand million questions About hate and death and war? When we stop and look around us There is nothing that we need In a world of persecution That is burning in its greed Why do we never get an answer When we're knocking at the door? Songwriters: Justin Hayward Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, T.R.O. Inc. 
Earth, Wind & Fire
Do you remember the 21st night of September? Love was changing the minds of pretenders While chasing the clouds away Our hearts were ringing In the key that our souls were singing As we danced in the night Remember how the stars stole the night away Hey hey hey Ba de ya, say do you remember Ba de ya, dancing in September Ba de ya, never was a cloudy day Ba duda, ba duda, ba duda, badu Ba duda, badu, ba duda, badu Ba duda, badu, ba duda My thoughts are with you Holding hands with your heart to see you Only blue talk and love Remember how we knew love was here to stay Now December found the love that we shared in September Only blue talk and love Remember the true love we share today Hey hey hey Ba de ya, say do you remember Ba de ya, dancing in September Ba de ya, never was a cloudy day There was a Ba de ya, say do you remember Ba de ya, dancing in September Ba de ya, golden dreams were shinny days The bell was ringing Our souls were singing Do you remember, never a cloudy day There was a Ba de ya, say do you remember Ba de ya, dancing in September Ba de ya, never was a cloudy day There was a Ba de ya, say do you remember Ba de ya, dancing in September Ba de ya, golden dreams were shinny days Ba de ya de ya de ya Ba de ya de ya de ya Ba de ya de ya de ya de ya Ba de ya de ya de ya Ba de ya de ya de ya Ba de ya de ya de ya de ya Songwriters: Al McKay/Maurice White/Allee Willis Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Rhythm Records Inc D/B/A Steelchest Music 
R.E.M.
You're on your ear, the ocean's near. The light has started to fade. Your high is timed, You found the climb It's hard to focus on more than what's In front of you, electron blue. Adventure rings with a page. And when, It dawns on you, it singes blue, Your buzz beginning to wane. Adventure has laid its claim on you It's all you want to do You, you know where to run You run electron blue. And who am I? I'm just a guy. I've got a story like everyone But in your eyes, You looked surprised. And didn't know where to run. I looked to her She's found the cure Her future's already begun. Tomorrow is gaining speed on you It's all you want to do You, you know where to run You run electron blue. You, you know where to run You run electron blue. So bide your time You'll feel the climb Your high it builds like a lightning storm It sings like pearls You know that girl And no one is any the wiser so As if on cue Electron blue Tomorrow is gaining speed on you It's all you want to do You, you know where to run You run electron blue. You, you know where to run You run electron blue. You, you know where to run You run electron blue. Songwriters: Peter Buck/Mike Mills/Michael Stipe Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group 
Gerry And The Pacemakers
Life goes on day after day Hearts torn in every way So ferry, cross the Mersey 'Cause this land's the place I love And here I'll stay People they rush everywhere Each with their own secret care So ferry, cross the Mersey And always take me there The place I love People around every corner They seem to smile and say We don't care what your name is boy We'll never turn you away So I'll continue to say Here I always will stay So ferry, cross the Mersey 'Cause this land's the place I love And here I'll stay And here I'll stay Here I'll stay Writer: Gerard Marsden 
Bruce Hornsby, Ricky Skaggs
The song came and went Like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile It would last for awhile You don't know what you got till you lose it all again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go A cool evening dance Listening to the bluegrass band takes the chill From the air till they play the last song I'll do my time Keeping you off my mind but there's moments That I find, I'm not feeling so strong Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Running down by the lake shore She did love the sound of a summer storm It played on the lake like a mandolin Now it's washing her away again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go The boat's steaming in I watch the side wheel spin and I Think about her when I hear that whistle blow I can't change my mind I knew all the time that she'd go But that's a choice I made long ago Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Songwriters: Bruce Hornsby/John Hornsby Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, North Star Media 
Styx
Take me back to my boat on the river I need to go down, I need to come down Take me back to my boat on the river And I won't cry out any more Time stands still as I gaze in her waters She eases me down, touching me gently With the waters that flow past my boat on the river So I don't cry out anymore Oh, the river is wise The river, it touches my life like the waves on the sand And all roads lead to Tranquility Base Where the frown on my face disappears Take me down to my boat on the river And I won't cry out anymore Oh, the river is deep The river, it touches my life like the waves on the sand And all roads lead to Tranquility Base Where the frown on my face disappears, whoa Take me down to my boat on the river I need to go down, won't you let me go down Take me back to my boat on the river And I won't cry out anymore And I won't cry out anymore And I won't cry out anymore Written By: Tommy Shaw 
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