The Lyric Chain

[Aphos]

C'est la vie
Have your leaves all
turned to brown
Will you scatter them around you
C'est la vie.

Do you love
And then how am I to know
If you don't let your
love show for me
C'est la vie.

(Chorus) Oh, oh, c'est la vie.
Oh, oh, c'est la vie.
Who knows, who cares for me...
C'est la vie.

In the night
Do you light a lover's fire
Do the ashes of desire
for you remain.

Like the sea
There's a love too deep to show
Took a storm before my
love flowed for you
C'est la vie

(Chorus) Oh, oh, c'est la vie.
Oh, oh, c'est la vie.
Who knows, who cares for me...
C'est la vie.

Like a song
Out of tune and out of time
All I needed was a rhyme for you
C'est la vie.

Do you give
Do you live from day to day
Is there no song I
can play for you
C'est la vie.

(Chorus) Oh, oh, c'est la vie.
Oh, oh, c'est la vie.
Who knows, who cares for me...
C'est la vie.

C'est la Vie - Emerson, Lake and Palmer

[Swatopluk]

La Vie En Rose
Des Yeux Qui Font Baisser Les Miens
Un Rire Qui Se Perd Sur Sa Bouche
Voila Le Portrait Sans Retouche
De L'homme Auguel J'appartiens
Quand Il Me Prend Dans Ses Bras,
Il Me Parle Tout Bas
Je Vois La Vie En Rose,
Il Me Dit Des Mots D'amour
Das Mots De Tous Les Jours,
Et Ca Me Fait Quelques Choses
Il Est Entre Dans Mon Coeur,
Une Part De Bonheur
Dont Je Connais La Cause, C'est Lui Pour
Moi, Moi Pour Lui Dans La Vie
Il Me L'a Dit, L'a Jure Pour La Vie,
Et Des Que Je L'apercois
Alors Je Sens En Moi, Mon Coeur Qui Bat...
Des Nuits D'amour A Plus Finir
Un Grand Bonheur Qui Prend Sa Place
Les Ennuis, Des Chagrins S'effacent
Heureux, Heureux A En Mourir

Edith Piaf - La vie en rose

[Aphos]

Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead

Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose

The Rose - Bette Midler

[beagle]

Du
Könntest Du schwimmen
Wie Delphine
Delphine es tun
Niemand gibt uns eine Chance
Doch wir können siegen
Für immer und immer
Und wir sind dann Helden
Für einen tag

Ich
Ich bin dann König
Und Du
Du Königin
Obwohl sie
Unschlagbar scheinen
Werden wir Helden
Fur einen Tag
Wir sind dann wir
An diesem Tag

Ich
Ich glaubte zu träumen (zu träumen)
die Mauer
Im Rücken war kalt (so kalt)
Schüsse reissen die Luft (reissen die Luft)
Doch wir küssen
Als ob nichts geschieht (nichts geschieht)
Und die Scham fiel auf ihre seite
Oh, wir können sie schlagen
Für alle zeiten
Dann sind wir Helden
Für diesen Tag
Dann sind wir Helden
Dann sind wir Helden
Dann sind wir Helden
Für diesen Tag

Bowie - Helden

(Swato, the floor is yours...)

[Swatopluk]

Joseph, ach Joseph

Madam Pompadour

Pompadour:
Wie´s der Potiphar zu Mut war, wenn sie so voll Liebesglut war,
wie nach Joseoh sie gesehen, kann ich nur zu gut vertehen,
denn ich fühl´s im Herzensgunde: Jetzt kommt meine schwache Stunde...
Ooohhh...!

Calicot:
Diese Frau ist ganz verblendet, großer Gott, wie das noch endet,
wenn ich doch schon draußen wäre - gnäd´ge Frau, ich hab die Ehre -

Pompadour:
Bleib´, ach sei nicht so barbarisch, jetzt ist mir grad potipharisch -
Ooohhh...!

Calicot:
Nein, wie Joseph ruf´ich: Pfui, Sie Kecke, suchen Sie für Ihre Zwecke
einen andern Knaben - ich bin nicht zu haben - Ooohhh...!

Pompadour:
Joseph, ach Joseph, was bist du so keusch?
Das Küssen macht so gut wie kein Geräusch,
ach, Jojojojojoseph, du wunderbarer Mann,
vor allem zieh den Mantel aus, du hast ja viel zu viel noch an -
Joseph, ach Joseph, was bist du so keusch?
Das Küssen macht so gut wie kein Geräusch.

Calicot:
Treib das Ding nicht so zum Gipfel, faß mich bloß nicht so beim Zipfel
meines Mantels an, ich bitt dich, bleibe sittig,
sonst verlier´ ich meine Ruhe und vergesse, was ich tue - Ooohhh...!

Pompadour:
Lieber Joseph, eins bedenke, wenn ich wem Beachtung schenke,
muß er schon von gutem Holz sein, darum kannst du darauf stolz sein,
daß ich dich so viel beachte und dir gar Avancen machte - Ooohh...!

Calicot:
Sie ist ganz von mir benommen, bald wird es zum Klappen kommen,
denn ich merk´s wie ich erlahme - ich empfehl mich, werte Dame!

Pompadour:
Bleib´, sei nicht so ungesellig, denn ich fühl´s, jetzt bin ich fällig
Ooohhh...!

Calicot:
Bitte, lassen Sie´s doch bleiben, denn ich bin für das, was Sie gern treiben,
Ihnen gar nicht nützlich, ich bin viel zu kitzlig - Ooohhh...!

Pompadour:
Joseph, ach Joseph, was bist du so keusch?
Das Küssen macht so gut wie kein Geräusch,
ach, Jojojojojoseph, du wunderbarer Mann,
vor allem zieh den Mantel aus, du hast ja viel zu viel noch an -
Joseph, ach Joseph, was bist du so keusch?
Das Küssen macht so gut wie kein Geräusch.

Calicot:
Glaube mir, wenn ich so standhaft, alles meiden muß, was schandhaft,
ist es Mangel nicht an Neigung, ich bin keusch aus Überzeugung,
weil ich weiß, wenn ich´s nicht bleibe, daß ich´s dann entzetzlich treibe
Ooohhh...!

[Sibling Zono (anon1mat0)]

Papagena, Papagena, Papagena!
Weibchen, Täubchen, meine Schöne,   
Vergebens!  Ach, sie ist verloren!   
Ich bin zum Unglück schon geboren,   
Ich plauderte und plauderte    
Und das war schlecht,   
Und drum geschieht es mir schon recht,   
Drum geschieht es mir schon recht.   
Seit ich kostet diesen Wein,   
Seit ich das schöne Weibchen sah,   
So brennt's im Herzenskämmerlein,   
So zwickt es hier, so zwickt es da.   
Papagena, Herzensweibchen!   
Papagena, liebes Täubchen!   
S'ist um sonst, es ist vergebens!   
Müde bin ich meines Lebens,   
Sterben macht der Lieb ein End,   
Wenn's im Herzen noch so brennt.
Diesen Baum da will ich zieren,   
Mir an ihm den Hals zu schnüren,   
Weil das Leben mir mißfällt.     
Gute Nacht, du falsche Welt!   
Weil du böse an mir handelst,   
Mir kein schönes Kind zubandelst,   
So ist's aus, so sterbe ich.   
Schöne Mädchen, denkt an mich!   
Will sich eine um mich Armen,   
Eh ich hänge, noch erbarmen,     
Wohl so laß ich's diesmal sein.   
Rufet nur:  ja oder nein,   
Rufet nur:  ja oder nein,    
Keine hört mich, alles stille,   
Alles, alles stille!  Also ist es euer Wille?   
Papageno frisch hinauf,   
Ende deine Lebenslauf!    
Papageno frisch hinauf,   
Ende deine Lebenslauf!    
Nun ich warte noch, es sei!   
Nun ich warte noch, es sei!   
Bis man zählet eins, zwei, drei!
Eins, zwei, drei,nun wohl an,
Es bleibt dabei,   
Weil mich nichts zurükke hält,   
Gute Nacht, du falsche Welt,   
Gute Nacht, du falsche Welt !

Papageno, from Die Zauberflöte - W.A. Mozart

[beagle]

Meine Herren, mit siebzehn Jahren
Kam ich auf den Liebesmarkt
Und ich habe viel erfahren.
Böses gab es viel
Doch das war das Spiel
Aber manches hab' ich doch verargt.
(Schließlich bin ich ja auch ein Mensch.)

Gott sei Dank geht alles schnell vorüber
Auch die Liebe und der Kummer sogar.
Wo sind die Tränen von gestern abend?
Wo ist die Schnee vom vergangenen Jahr?

Freilich geht man mit den Jahren
Leichter auf den Liebesmarkt
Und umarmt sie dort in Scharen.
Aber das Gefühl
Wird erstaunlich kühl
Wenn man damit allzuwenig kargt.
(Schließlich geht ja jeder Vorrat zu Ende.)

Gott sei Dank geht alles schnell vorüber
Auch die Liebe und der Kummer sogar.
Wo sind die Tränen von gestern abend?
Wo ist die Schnee vom vergangenen Jahr?

Und auch wenn man gut das Handeln
Lernte auf der Liebesmess':
Lust in Kleingeld zu verwandeln
Ist doch niemals leicht.
Nun, es wird erreicht.
Doch man wird auch älter unterdes.
(Schließlich bleibt man ja nicht immer siebzehn.)

Gott sei Dank geht alles schnell vorüber
Auch die Liebe und der Kummer sogar.
Wo sind die Tränen von gestern abend?
Wo ist die Schnee vom vergangenen Jahr?
Wo sind die Tränen von gestern abend?
Wo ist die Schnee vom vergangenen Jahr?


Annika Fuhrmann - Nannas Lied (Kurt Weill)

[Griffin NoName]

MeineDamen und Herren. Mesdames et Messieurs,
Ladies and Gentlemen; it is almost midnight!
Husbands- you have only ten seconds in which to
lose your wives! Five- four- three- two- one!
Happy New Year!

You have to understand the way I am,
Mein Herr.
A tiger is a tiger, not a lamb.
Mein Herr.
You'll never turn the vinegar to jam,
Mein Herr.
So I do...
What I do...
When I'm through...
Then I'm through...
And I'm through...
Toodle-oo!
Bye-Bye, Mein Lieber Herr.
Farewell, mein Lieber Herr.
It was a fine affair,
But now it's over.
And though I used to care,
I need the open air.
You're better off without me,
Mein Herr.

Don't dab your eye, mein Herr,
Or wonder why, Mein Herr.
I've always told you I was a rover.
You mustn't knit your brow,
You should have known by now
You'd every cause to doubt me,
Mein, Herr.

The continent of Europe is so wide,
Mein Herr.
Not only up and down, but side to side,
Mein Herr.
I couldn't ever cross it if I tried,
Mein Herr.
So I do..
What I can...
Inch by inch...
Step by step...
Mile by mile...
Man by man.

Bye-Bye, Mein Lieber Herr.
Farewell, mein Lieber Herr.
It was a fine affair,
But now it's over.
And though I used to care,
I need the open air.
You're better off without me,
Mein Herr.

chorus
Don't dab your eye, mein Herr,
Or wonder why, Mein Herr.
I've always told you I was a rover.
You mustn't knit your brow,
You should have known by now
You'd every cause to doubt me,
Mein, Herr.

Bye-bye, mein Lieber Herr,
Auf wiedersehen, mein Herr.
Es war sehr gut, mein Herr
Und vorbei.
Du kennst mich wohl, mein Herr,
Ach, lebe wohl, mein Herr.
Du sollst mich nicht mehr sehen,
Mein Herr.

Bye-bye, mein Lieber

Bye-bye, mein
Lieber Herr

Herr...

Auf weidersehen,
Mein Herr.
Es war sehr gut,

Und Vorbei.

Mein Herr
Und vorbei.


Du kennst
Mich wohl,

Du kennst mich,
Wohl, mein
Herr,


Mein Herr...

Ach, lebe
Wohl, mein
Herr.
Du sollst mich
Nicht mehr
Sehen,

And bye-bye

[chorus]
Bye-Bye, Mein Lieber Herr;
Farewell, mein Lieber Herr.
It was a fine affair,
But now it's over.
And though I-
Used to care,
I need the-
Open air.

You're better off
Without me,

Auf wiedersehen...

You'll get on
Without me

Es war sehr gut...
Mein

chorus
Du kennst nicht

Herr...

chorus
Wohl...
Ach, lebe wohl!

Bye bye, mein

Herr,...

Auf wiedersehen,...
Bye bye mein Herr!

The final performance of Sally Bowles! Thank you,
Sally. Bye-bye!

Cabaret!

[Swatopluk]

This is for my people's who just lost somebody
Your best friend, your baby, your man or your lady
Put your hand way up high, we will never say bye

Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins
This is for my people's who lost their grandmothers
Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye

As a child there were them times
I didn't get it but you kept me alive
I didn't know why you didn't show up sometimes
It's something more than saying, "I miss you"
But when we talked too

All them grown full things separation brings
You never let me know it, you never let it show
Because you loved me and obviously
There's so much more left to say
If you were with me today face to face

I never knew I could hurt like this
And everyday life goes on like
I wish I could talk to you for awhile
I wish I could find a way try not to cry
As time goes by

And soon as you reached a better place
Still I'll give the whole world to see your face
And I'm bragging next to you
It feels like you gone too soon
Now the hardest thing to do is say bye bye

bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye

And you never got the chance to see how good I've done
And you never got to see me back at number one
I wish that you were here to celebrate together
I wish that we could spend the holidays together

I remember when you used to tuck me in at night
With the teddy bear you gave me that I held so tight
I thought you were so strong that you can make it through whatever
It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever

I never knew I could hurt like this
And everyday life goes on like
I wish I could talk to you for awhile
I wish I could find a way try not to cry
As time goes by

And soon as you reached a better place
Still I'll give the world to see your face
And I'm bragging next to you
It feels like you gone too soon
The hardest thing to do is say bye bye

bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye

This is for my people's who just lost somebody
Your best friend, your baby, your man or your lady
Put your hand way up high, we will never say bye

Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins
This is for my people's who lost their grandmothers
Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye, bye

I never knew I could hurt like this
And everyday life goes on like
I wish I could talk to you for awhile
I wish I could find a way try not to cry
As time goes by

And soon as you reached a better place
Still I'll give the world to see your face
And I'm bragging next to you
It feels like you gone too soon
The hardest thing to do is say bye bye

bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye

bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye

[Aphos]

Well we all need someone to lean on
And if you want it, well you can lean on me
Well, we all need someone we can lean on
And if you want it, well you can lean on me

She said my breasts they will always be open
Baby, you can rest your weary head on me
And there will always be a space in my parking lot
When you need a little coke and sympathy

Yeah, we all need someone we can dream on
And if you want it, well you can dream on me
Yeah, we all need someone we can cream on
And if you want to, well you can cream on me

I was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement
When you drink my health in scented jasmine tea
You knifed me in my dirty filthy basement
With that jaded faded junky nurse
Oh, what pleasant company

We all need someone we can feed on
And if you want it, well you can feed on me
Take my arm, take my leg
Oh, baby, dont you take my head

We all need someone we can bleed on
And if you want it, baby, well you can bleed on me
We all need someone we can bleed on
And if you want it, why dont you bleed on me

Get it on, rider
Get it on, rider
Get it on, rider
You can bleed all over me.

Let It Bleed - Rolling Stones

[beagle]

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,
Provided with toys and Scouting for Boys.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma,
And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's fool,
So welcome to the machine.
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star, he played a mean guitar,
He always ate in the Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the machine.

Pink Floyd - Welcome to the Machine

[Sibling Chatty]

Nashville Cats

{Refrain}
Nashville Cats, play clean as country water
Nashville Cats, play wild as mountain dew
Nashville Cats, been playin' since they's babies
Nashville Cats, get work before they're two

Well, there's thirteen hundred and fifty two
Guitar pickers in Nashville
And they can pick more notes than the number of ants
On a Tennessee anthill
Yeah, there's thirteen hundred and fifty two
Guitar cases in Nashville
And any one of them Texas guitars could play
Twice as better than I will
Yeah, I was just thirteen, you might say I was a
Musical proverbial knee-high
When I heard a couple new-sounding tunes on the tubes
And they blasted me sky-high
And the record man said every one is a Yellow Sun
Record from Nashville
And up North there ain't nobody buys them
And I said, but I will
And it was
{Refrain}

Well, there's sixteen thousand eight hundred twenty one
Mothers from Nashville
All their friends play music, and they ain't uptight
If one of the kids will
Because it's custom made for any mother's son
To be a guitar picker in Nashville
And I sure am glad I got a chance to say a word about
The music and the mothers from Nashville
{Refrain}

John Sebastian/Lovin' Spoonful

[goat starer]

Pulp - Acrylic Afternoons

I fell asleep on your sofa and had a dream about a small child in dungarees
Who caught his hands in the doors of the Paris metro.
Then my face cracked open and you were there
You were there dressed in green, saying something obscene.
But that's why I came here in the first place, Oh well that and the tea.

Can I stay here
lying under the table together with you now?
Can I hold you?
Forever in acrylic afternoons
I want to hold you tight
Whilst children play outside
and wait for their mothers
to finish with lovers
And call them inside for their tea.

Cushions and TV and the table set for tea. One for you, one for me.
Come and lie down on the settee in that green jumper
You can have anything you want and the clock is saying it's half past four
But you know I want to stay a little more.

Can I stay here
lying under the table together with you now?
Can I hold you?
Forever in acrylic afternoons
I want to hold you tight
Whilst children play outside
and wait for their mothers
to finish with lovers
And call them inside for their tea.

On a pink quilted eiderdown, I want to pull your knickers down.
Net curtains blow slightly in the breeze.
Lemonade light filtering thru the trees.
It's so soft and it's warm.
Just another cup of tea please (one lump thanks).

Can I stay here
lying under the table together with you now?
Can I hold you?
Forever in acrylic afternoons
I want to hold you tight
Whilst children play outside
and wait for their mothers
to finish with lovers
And call them inside for their tea.


Oh Kevin, Shane, Julie, Diane, Wayne, Frank, Heather, Rachel,
Chelsea, Leanne,come home.
It's time for your tea.

[Aphos]

Tv dinners, theres nothin else to eat.
Tv dinners, they really cant be beat.
I like em frozen but you understand
I throw em in and wave em and Im a brand new man, oh yeah.

Tv dinners, theyre goin to my head.
Tv dinners, my skin is turnin red.
Twenty year old turkey in a thirty year old tin.
I cant wait until tomorrow and thaw one out again, oh yeah.

Tv dinners, Im feelin kinda rough.
Tv dinners, this ones kinda tough.
I like the enchiladas and the teriaki too,
I even like the chicken if the sauce is not too blue.

And theyre mine, all mine, oh yeah
And they sure are fine.
Gotta have em,
Gimme somethin now.

TV Dinners - ZZ Top

[Swatopluk]

Well Jo'anna she runs a country
She runs in Durban and the Transvaal
She makes a few of her people happy, oh
She don't care about the rest at all
She's got a system they call apartheid
It keeps a brother in a subjection
But maybe pressure can make Jo'anna see
How everybody could a live as one

[chorus:]
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
Hope, Jo'anna
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
'Fore the morning come
Gimme hope, Jo'anna
Hope, Jo'anna
Hope before the morning come

I hear she make all the golden money
To buy new weapons, any shape of guns
While every mother in black Soweto fears
The killing of another son
Sneakin' across all the neighbours' borders
Now and again having little fun
She doesn't care if the fun and games she play
Is dang'rous to ev'ryone

[chorus]

She's got supporters in high up places
Who turn their heads to the city sun
Jo'anna give them the fancy money
Oh to tempt anyone who'd come
She even knows how to swing opinion
In every magazine and the journals
For every bad move that this Jo'anna makes
They got a good explanation

[chorus]

Even the preacher who works for Jesus
The Archbishop who's a peaceful man
Together say that the freedom fighters
Will overcome the very strong
I wanna know if you're blind Jo'anna
If you wanna hear the sound of drums
Can't you see that the tide is turning
Oh don't make me wait till the morning come

[chorus]

Eddy Grant