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Peter Gunn Theme--- instrumental ---
Tiger In The Spotlight***
C'est la vieC'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 Oh c'est la vie Oh c'est la vie Who knows, who cares for me C'est la vie In the night Do you fight a lover's fire Do the ashes of desire for you remain Like the sea There's a love to deep to show Took a storm before my love Flowed for you C'est la vie Oh c'est la vie 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 is no song I can play for you C'est la vie Oh c'est la vie Oh c'est la vie Who knows, who cares for me C'est la vie
Piano Improvisation (Piano Concerto No. 1)--- instrumental ---
Maple Leaf Rag--- instrumental ---
Drum Solo--- instrumental ---
The Enemy God--- instrumental ---
Watching Over You***
Pirates"Who'll make his mark", the captain cried. "To the devil drink a toast. We'll glut the hold with cups of gold And we'll feed the sea with ghosts I see your hunger for a fortune Could be better served beneath my flag If you've the stomach for a broadside Come aboard my pretty boys I will take you and make you Everything you've ever dreamed." "Make fast the guns tonight we sail when the high tide floods the bay, cut free the lines and square the yards get the black flag stowed away the Turk, the Arab, the Spaniard will soon have pennies on their eyes and any other laden fancy we will take her by surprise I will take you and make you Everything you've ever dreamed." Six days off the Cuban coast when a sail ahead the spied "A galleon of the treasure fleet,' the mizzen lookout cried "Closer to the wind my boys," the mad-eyed captain roared "For every man that's alive tonight will be hauling gold aboard." "Spare us," the galleon begged but mercy's face had fled Blood ran from the sreaming souls the cutlass harvested Driven to the quarter deck the last survivor fell "She's ours my boys," the Captain grinned "and no one left to tell." The Captain rose from a silk divan With a pistol in his fist And shot the lock from an iron box And a blood red ruby kissed "I give you jewellery of turquoise A crucifix of solid gold One hundred thousand silver pieces It is just as I foretold You... You see there before you everything You've ever dreamed." Anchored in an indigo moonlit bay Gold-eyed roun fires the sea thieves lay Morning... white shells and a pipe of clay As the wind filled their footsteps They were far... far... away. "Our sails swell full as we brave all seas On a westward wind to live as we please With the wicked wild-eyed woman of Portobello town Where we've been told that a purse of gold Buys many man a crown They will serve you and clothe you Exchange your rags for the velvet coats of Kings." "Who'll drink a toast with me I give you Liberty This town is ours... tonight." "Landlord, wine make it the finest Make it a cup for a seadog's thirst Two long years of bones and beaches Fever and leeches did their worst So fill the night with paradise Bring me peach and peacock till I burst But first, I want a soft touch in the right place I want to feel like a King tonight Ten on the black to beat the Frenchman Back you dogs give 'em room to turn Now open wide sweet Heaven's gates Tonight we're gonna see if Heaven burns See how she burns... Oh she burns I want an angel on a gold chain And I'll ride her to the stars It's the last time for a long long time Come the daybreak, we embark..." On the flood of the morning tide Once more the ocean cried. "This company will return one day Though we feel your tears it's the price we pay For there's prizes to be taken and glory to be found Cut free the chains make fast your souls We are Eldorado bound... I will take you always forever together Until hell call our names..." "Who'll drink a toast with me To the devil and the deep blue sea Gold drives a man... to dream!"
Fanfare For The Common Man--- instrumental ---
Hoedown--- instrumental ---
Still... You Turn Me OnDo you want to be an angel, Do you wanna be an angel Do you wanna be a star Do you wanna play some magic On my guitar Do you wanna be a poet Do you wanna be my string You could be anything Do you wanna be the lover of another undercover You could even be the Man on the moon Do you wanna be the player Do you wanna be the string Let me tell you something It just don't mean a thing You see it really doesn't matter When you're buried in disguise By the dark glass on your eyes Though your flesh has crystallised Still...you turn me on Do you wanna be the pillow Where I lay my head Do you wanna be the feathers Lying on my bed Do you wanna be the cover Of a magazine Create a scene Every day a little sadder A little madder Someone get me a ladder Do you wanna be the singer Do you wanna be the song Let me tell you something You just couldn't be more wrong You see I really have to tell you That it all gets so intense From my experience It just doesn't seem to make sense Still...you turn me on
Lucky ManHe had white horses And ladies by the score All dressed in satin And waiting by the door Oooh, what a lucky man he was White lace and feathers They made up his bed A gold covered mattress On which he was laid He went to fight wars For his country and his king Of his honor and his glory The people would sing A bullet had found him His blood ran as he cried No money could save him So he laid down and he died
Piano Improvisation--- instrumental ---
Karn Evil 9 - First ImpressionCold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare, Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold. I'll be there I'll be there I will be there. Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed. They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way, Praying for survival at the end of the day. There is no compassion for those who stay. I'll be there I'll be there I will be there. There must be someone who can set them free: To take their sorrow from this odyssey To help the helpless and the refugee To protect what's left of humanity. Can't you see Can't you see Can't you see. I'll be there I'll be there I will be there; To heal their sorrow To beg and borrow Fight tommorow. Step inside! Hello! We've the most amazing show You'll enjoy it all we know Step inside! Step Inside! We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks. Leave your hammers at the box Come Inside! Come Inside! Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show! Left behind the bars, rows of Bishops' heads in jars and a bomb inside a car Spectacular! Spectacular! If you follow me there's a speciality some tears for you to see Misery, misery, Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show! Next upon the bill in our House of Vaudeville We've a stripper in a till What a thrill! What a thrill! And not content with that, with our hands behind our backs, We pull Jesus from a hat, Get into that! Get into that! Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show! Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends We're so glad you could attend Come inside! Come inside! There behind a glass is a real blade of grass be careful as you pass. Move along! Move along! Come inside, the show's about to start guaranteed to blow your head apart Rest assured you'll get your money's worth The greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth. You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo. You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll .... Right before your eyes we pull laughter from the skies And he laughs until he cries then he dies then he dies Come inside the shows about to start Guaranteed to blow your head apart You gotta see the show It's a dynamo You gotta see the show It's rock and roll Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Vaseline Will perform on guillotine What a scene! What a scene! Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand to Alexander's Ragtime Band Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show! Performing on a stool we've a sight to make you drool Seven virgins and a mule Keep it cool. Keep it cool. We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown were exclusively our own, All our own. All our own. Come and see the show! Come and see the show! Come and see the show! See the show!
Karn Evil 9 - Second Impression--- instrumental ---
Karn Evil 9 - Third ImpressionMan alone; born of stone; Will stamp the dust of time His hands strike the flame of his soul; Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe Until the winds of laughter blows cold. Fear that rattles in men's ears And rears it's hideous head Dread .... Death .... in the wind .... Man of steel pray and kneel With fever's blazing torch Thrust in the face of the night; Draws a blade if compassion Kissed by countless Kings Whose jewelled trumpet words blind his sight. Walls that no man thought would fall The altars of the just Crushed .... Dust .... in the wind .... No man yields who flies in my ship DANGER! Let the bridge computer speak STRANGER! LOAD YOUR PROGRAM. I AM YOURSELF. No computer stands in my way Only blood can cancel my pain Guardians of a new clear dawn Let the maps of war be drawn. Rejoice! Glory is ours! Our young men have not died in vain, Their graves need no flowers The tapes have recorded their names. I am all there is NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE! But I gave you life WHAT ELSE COULD YOU DO? To do what was right I'M PERFECT! ARE YOU?