- Venus & Mars/Rockshow/Jet
- Let Me Roll It
- Spirits Of Ancient Egypt
- Medicine Jar
- Call Me Back Again
- Lady Madonna
- The Long And Winding Road
- Live And Let Die
- Picasso´s Last Words
- Richard Cory
- Bluebird
- I´ve Just Seen A Face
- Blackbird
- Yesterday
- You Gave Me The Answer
- Magneto And Titanium Man
- Go Now
- My Love
- Listen To What The Man Said
- Let´em In
- Time To Hide
- Silly Love Songs
- Beware My Love
- Letting Go
- Band On The Run
- Hi, Hi, Hi
- Soily
Richard Cory
(Simon)
They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town, With political connections to spread his wealth around. Born into society, a banker's only child, He had everything a man could want: power, grace, and style. But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be Richard Cory. The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes: Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show. And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht! Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he's got. But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be Richard Cory. He freely gave to charity, he had the common touch, And they were grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much, So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read: "Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head." But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be, Oh, I wish that I could be Richard Cory. |
Soily
(McCartney)
People gathered here tonight, I want you to listen to me! To your left and to you right, You've got some pretty soily company. Reader, writer, farmer, priest, Breed controler, born deceased. Indian, lawyer, doctor, dog, And a plumber with a fattened hog. Soily, soily, The cat in satin trousers said it's oily. Soily, soily, The cat in satin trousers said it's oily, you know he's right. Romans, Italians, country men, I want you to listen to me! I've said it twice and I'll say it again, We've got some pretty soily company. Liar, cheater, jungle chief, Saint, believer on relief. Action painter, Hitler's son, And a commie with a tommy gun. Soily, soily, The cat in satin trousers said it's oily. Soily, soily, The cat in satin trousers said it's oily, Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. Soily, soily, The cat in satin trousers said it's oily. Soily, soily, The cat in satin trousers said it's oily. |
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