GIVE ME ONE REASON
(Tracy Chapman)


Give me one reason to stay here - and I'll turn right back around 
Give me one reason to stay here - and I'll turn right back around 
Because I don't want leave you lonely 
But you got to make me change my mind 

Baby I got your number and I know that you got mine 
But you know that I called you, I called too many times 
You can call me baby, you can call me anytime 
But you got to call me 

Give me one reason to stay here...

I don't want no one to squeeze me - they might take away my life 
I don't want no one to squeeze me - they might take away my life 
I just want someone to hold me and rock me through the night 

This youthful heart can love you and give you what you need 
This youthful heart can love you and give you what you need 
But I'm too old to go chasing you around 
Wasting my precious energy 

Give me one reason to stay here... 

Baby just give me one reason - Give me just one reason why 
Baby just give me one reason - Give me just one reason why I should 
stay 
Because I told you that I loved you 
And there ain't no more to say

TALKIN' BOUT A REVOLUTION
(Tracy Chapman)


Don't you know 
They're talkin' bout a revolution 
It sounds like a whisper 
Don't you know 
They're talkin' about a revolution 
It sounds like a whisper 

While they're standing in the welfare lines 
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation 
Wasting time in the unemployment lines 
Sitting around waiting for a promotion 

Poor people gonna rise up 
And get their share 
Poor people gonna rise up 
And take what's theirs 

Don't you know 
You better run, run, run... 
Oh I said you better 
Run, run, run... 

Finally the tables are starting to turn 
Talkin' bout a revolution

 

ANGEL OF HARLEM
(U2)

It was a cold and wet December day 
When we touched the ground at JFK 
Snow was melting on the ground 
On BLS I heard the sound 
Of an angel 

New York, like a Christmas tree 
Tonight this city belongs to me 
Angel 

Soul love...this love won't let me go 
So long...angel of Harlem 

Birdland on fifty-three 
The street sounds like a symphony 
We got John Coltrane and a love supreme 
Miles, and she's got to be an angel 

Lady Day got diamond eyes 
She sees the truth behind the lies 
Angel 

Soul love...this love won't let me go 
So long...angel of Harlem 
Angel of Harlem 

She says it's heart...heart and soul... 
Yeah yeah...(yeah) 
Yeah yeah...(right now) 

Blue light on the avenue 
God knows they got to you 
An empty glass, the lady sings 
Eyes swollen like a bee sting 
Blinded you lost your way 
Through the side streets and the alleyway 
Like a star exploding in the night 
Falling to the city in broad daylight 
An angel in Devil's shoes 
Salvation in the blues 
You never looked like an angel 
Yeah yeah...angel of Harlem 

Angel...angel of Harlem...

DISCOTHEQUE
(U2)

You can reach 
But you can`t grab it 
You can hold it control it no 
You can`t bag it 

You can push 
But you can`t direct it 
Circulate regulate oh no 
You can not connect it 

You know you`re chewing bubble gum 
You know what that is 
But you still want some 
You just can`t get enough 
Of that lovie dovie stuff 

You get confused 
But you know it 
Yeah you hurt for you work for it love 
You don`t always show it 

Let go 
Let`s go 
Discotheque 
Go go 
Let go 
Discotheque 

You`re looking for the one 
But you know you`re somewhere else instead 
You wanna be the song 
Be the song you hear in your head 

Love...Love... 
Love...Love... 
Love... 

It`s no trick 
`Cause you can`t learn it 
It`s the way you don`t play that`s okay 
`Cause you can`t earn it 

You know you`re chewing bubble gum 
You know what that is 
But you still want some 
You just can`t get enough 
Of that lovie dovie stuff 

Let go...

Looking for the one 
But you know you`re somewhere else instead 
You wanna be the song 
Be the song you hear in your head 

Love... 
You want heaven in your heart 
Heaven in your heart 
The sun the moon and the stars 
But you take what you can get 
`Cause it`s all that you can find 
But you know there`s something more 
Tonight tonight tonight 

Ha...ha... 

Boom Cha 
Discotheque...




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