WHO WANTS TO LIVE FOREVER
(Brian May)


There's no time for us 
There's no place for us 
What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away from us 

Who wants to live forever 
Who wants to live forever...? 
There's no chance for us 
It's all decided for us 
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us 

Who wants to live forever 
Who wants to live forever? 

Who wants to live forever? 
When love must die 

But touch my tears with your lips 
Touch my world with your fingertips 
And we can have forever 
And we can love forever 
Forever is our today 
Who wants to live forever 
Who wants to live forever? 
Forever is our today 
Who waits forever any way? 

LOSING MY RELIGION
(R.E.M.)


Life is bigger 
It's bigger than you 
And you are not me 
The lengths that I will go to 
The distance in your eyes 
Oh no I've said too much 
I set it up 

That's me in the corner 
That's me in the spotlight 
Losing my religion 
Trying to keep up with you 
And I don't know if I can do it 
Oh no I've said too much 
I haven't said enough 
I thought that I heard you laughing 
I thought that I heard you sing 
I think I thought I saw you try 

Every whisper 
Of every waking hour I'm 
Choosing my confessions 
Trying to keep an eye on you 
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool 
Oh no I've said too much 
I set it up 

Consider this 
The hint of the century 
Consider this 
The slip that brought me 
To my knees failed 
What if all these fantasies 
Come flailing around 
Now I've said too much 
I thought that I heard you laughing 
I thought that I heard you sing 
I think I thought I saw you try 

But that was just a dream 
That was just a dream 

MAN ON THE MOON
(Berry/Bucks/Mills/Stipe)

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 

Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? 
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing touch? 
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon. 
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool. 

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 

Hey Andy did you hear about this one?...

Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 

Hey Andy did you hear about this one?...

RADIO SONG
(R.E.M.)

Hey, I can't find nothing on the radio 
Yo! turn to that station 

The world is collapsing 
Around our ears 
I turned up the radio 
But I can't hear it 

When I got to the house 
And I called you out
I could tell that you had been crying, crying 
It's that same sing song on the radio 
It makes me sad 
I meant to turn it off 
To say goodbye 
To leave in quiet 
that radio song 
Hey hey hey 

I've everything to show 
I've everything to hide 
Look into my eyes 
Listen 

When I got to the show 
Yo ho ho 
I could tell that you had been crying, crying 
It's that same sing song, and the DJ sucks 
It makes me sad 
I tried to turn it off 
To say goodbye my love 
That radio song 
Hey hey hey 

The world is collapsing...

I tried to sing along 
But damn that radio song 
Hey hey hey 

I've everything to show 
I've everything to hide 
Look into my eyes listen to the radio 
I turned up the radio 
But I can't hear it 
No, I can't hear it 
Hey hey hey 

Check it out 
What are you saying 
What are you playing 
Who are you obeying 
day out day in? 
Baby baby baby 
That stuff is driving me crazy 
DJs communicate to the masses 
Sex and violent classes 
Now our children grow up prisoners 
All their lives radio listeners 



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