A Dog's Life
Composer(s): Bob Zentz - Cicely Fox Smith
Performer(s): Dogwatch



Oh, a sailor's life's a dog's life, an' that's the truth, says Bill
A sailor's life's a dog's life, look at it 'ow you will
You break your back with workin' for 'arf a coolie's pay
An' a sailor's life's a dog's life, look at it 'ow you may
There's mates to kick an' 'aze you, an' you darsen't 'it 'em back
There's cold to freeze your innards an' there's 'eat as burns you black
There's junk as tough as green 'eart 'an weevils in the bread
An' fistin' frozen canvas till you're wishin' you were dead
But you bet I'm goin' to quit it next time I jump ashore
As soon as I strike ol' 'Frisco you won't see me no more
I'll set a course sou'westward to an island as I know
Where we laid once loadin' copra - might be twenty year ago
I'll lay out on the beach there where the sun is good an' 'ot
An' I won't need no more trousis when I've wore out them I've got
With a gunny round my middle an' a soul to call my own
I wouldn't charge my fortune for the King's upon his throne
But when we'd finished loading and sailing day came round
With the pilotboat alongside and the mud hook off the ground
And the towboat cast the hawser off and left us with a cheer
Why, there'd be Bill a-growling as he'd done for twenty year
Oh a sailor's life's a dog's life, an' that's a fact my son
'Is pay's no more'n a coolie's, 'is work is never done
But you bet I'm goin' to quit it fust chance as comes my way
For a sailor's life's a dog's life, look at it 'ow you may

A Dog's Life
Composer(s): Sid Wayne - Ben Weisman
Performer(s): Elvis Presley



If I had my life to live over
I know just what I'd like to be
A pampered pet of a rich brunette
Sitting on my mama's knee
Someone to love me
Someone to care
Rub-a-dub-dub her little fingers through my hair
And lead a dog's life
What a life, that's good enough for me
That's good enough for me

If I had a bone to be picking
A pickin' chicken or a steak
Curled up there in an easy chair
Man, that won't be hard to take
I'll always be faithful
That's what I'd be
Never bite the hand that feeds me, no siree
Just lead a dog's life
What a life
That's good enough for me
That's good enough for me

I'd find me a Fifi le poodle
And lose my noodle over her
I'd chase her 'round all over town
Just to ruffle up her fur
Nuzzle her muzzle
A holdin' her paw
Greatest case of puppy lovin' you ever saw
It's called a dog's life
What a life
That's good enough for me
You heard me say it now
That's good enough for me
That's good enough for me

A Doll That's Made In Japan
Composer(s): Steve Hackett
Performer(s): Steve Hackett



An honourable man picks a slender orchid
And crushed it between his hands
The sacred knife of a Samurai
Serves up Sushi in a sandwich bar
A doll that's made in Japan
Is made for every man
A doll that's made in Japan
Is made for every man
Tigerlily with eyes of jade
Takes you to a carnival of toy balloons
See a kite floating by with the face of a Chinese mandarin
It's such a different world it's hard to remember
Which land you're in
I seem to recall a milk white hand
Painted with blood red fingernails
A doll that's made in Japan
Is made for every man
A doll that's made in Japan
Is made for every man
A tiny girl with empty hands
Walks the streets of Tokyo
A doll that's made in Japan
Is made for every man
A doll that's made in Japan
Is made for every man
As you fly through a city of empty souls
You feel that the wind is whispering

A Dollar Down And A Dollar A Week
Composer(s): Cisco Houston
Performer(s): Woody Guthrie


Ade Olay E-E
Ade Olay E-E
E-E-E-E-E

A friend of mine bought an automobile 
At a dollar down and a dollar a week
Every time he turned the wheel
It was a dollar down and a dollar a week

He went riding down the road
Pinched this girl upon her cheek
Speed cop took him to the judge 
He got a dollar down and a dollar a week

Sixty days he laid in jail
At a dollar down and a dollar a week
Another man was a lovin' his gal
At a dollar down and a dollar a week

When he got out he shot the man
And laid him in the graveyard six feet deep
And when he bought the graveyard spot
it was a dollar down and a dollar a week

Ade olay E-E
Ade olay E-E
Ade olay E-E
E-E-E-E-E (repeat)

A Door That Is Open
Composer(s): Jimmy Williams - Johnny Brandon
Performer(s): Brook Benton



A door that is open, a heart that is true
A love that will last for all time
These things I ask for may seem rather small
But to me they'll become a shrine
Two arms that are open to welcome me home
At the end of a weary day
A heart that is true to cherish and love
And to live forever that way
I'll love you, my darling, for all I'm worth
For now I have found that it's true
The door that opens to heaven on earth
Can only be opened by you
The door that opens to heaven on earth
Can only be opened by you

A Doorway?
Composer(s): Philip Oakey
Performer(s): Human League



When you gave your love to me
I never gave you chains
If you need to prove you're free
My love for you remains (you know my love stays)
Love is not a prison cell
True love can never die
There's nothing that you shouldn't tell
You never have to lie (to me you shouldn't)

But if you have to keep something inside you
You know I'll never want to steal it away

I respect your territory
Hope there's room in world for me
Is there room in your mind to see
A doorway? if you say

Blood is pumping through my heart
And flowing through my veins
All it keeps me living for
The love that is sustains (you know I never)
Time stopped when I saw your face
And if it start I'll cry
The universe is in your smile
Is heaven in your eye? 

But if you have to keep something inside you
You know I'll never want to steal it away

I respect your territory
Hope there's room in your world for me
Is there room in your mind to see
A doorway? if you say
I respect your territory (you need your territory)
Hope there's room in your world for me (find a place in your world for me)
Is there room in your mind to see (I want a doorway)
A doorway? if you say

I respect your territory (you need your territory)
Hope there's room in your world for me (keep a place in your mind for me?)
Is there room in your mind to see (I want a doorway)
A doorway? if you say

I know you need your territory (you need your territory)
Is there room in your world for me (can't you see what it means to me?)
Hope there's room in your mind to see (I need a doorway)
A doorway? one fine day (I want a)

I respect your territory (you need your territory)
Hope there's room in your world for me (can't you find a place for me?)
Is there room in your mind to see
A doorway? if you say (I want a doorway)

I respect your territory (I need a territory)
Hope there's room in your world for me (can't you find a place for me?)
Is there room in your mind to see (I want a doorway)
A doorway? (I want a, I want a, I want a doorway)
If you say

A Dose Of Rock 'N' Roll
Composer(s): Carl Groszman
Performer(s): Ringo Starr



Y'r feelin' down
Y'r feelin' blue
Y' do know that y' care
but y'dunno what to do

If your mamma don't feel good
Or your daddy don't feel good
Take a dose of rock 'n' roll
And wash it down with cool clear soul

Y' better get y'r ripple soles out
Ease out all your mean controls
Take a dose of rock 'n' roll
And wash it down with cool clear soul

Turn on your radio
Start dancin' to the moon
The old heart radio is gonna
Get y', get y', get y', in the mood

A Dream Goes On Forever
Composer(s): Todd Rundgren
Performer(s): Todd Rundgren; Steve Stevens; Utopia



A million old soldiers will fade away
But a dream goes on forever
I'm left standing here
I've got nothing to say
All is silent within my dream

A thousand true loves will live and die
But a dream lives on forever
The days and the years will go streaking by
But the time has stopped in my dream

We all have our everyday hopes and fears
And you'll find no exception in me
But that doesn't get me through a sea of tears
Over life's biggest tragedy

You're so long ago and so far away
But my dream lives on forever
I guess I believe that I'll see you one day
For without it there is no dream

You're so far away and so long ago
But my dream goes on forever
And how much I loved you you'll never know
'Til you join me within my dream

A Dream In Ev'ry Home
Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Matthew Fisher - Keith Reid
Performer(s): Procol Harum



Remember when you felt it first? 
The bitter taste of love
The hand that reached inside your purse
The fist inside the glove
Remember how it felt to be
The only one who cared
You peeked behind the open door
The bride is always bared

You always knew this day would come
You lie in bed alone
The tv flickers silently
A dream in every home
(early mixes exist in which Gary sings ’a dream without a home’)

Remember when you felt it first? 
When you played kiss and tell
The moment that the arrow pierced
The pearl inside the shell
Remember how good it felt to be? 
To really come alive
You peeked behind the open door
The secrets of the hive

A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes
((Dutch Version: Een Droom Laat Je Hart Iets Wensen (Joke de Kruijf en koor) - 1950))
Composer(s): Mack David - Al Hoffman - Jerry Livingston
First recording/First performance by: Perry Como - 1949/Ilene Woods - 1950
Covered by multiple other artists



Cinderella 
A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep

Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling thru
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish will come true

A Dream That Can Last
Composer(s): Neil Young
First release by: Neil Young & Crazy Horse - 1994



I feel like I died
And went to Heaven
The cupboards are bare
But the streets
Are paved with gold

I saw a young girl who didn't die
I saw a glimmer from in her eye
I saw the distance, I saw the past
And I know I won't awaken,
It's a dream that can last

I feel like I died
And went to Heaven
The cupboards are bare
But the streets
Are paved with gold

And all the lights
Were turned down low
And no one wondered or had to go
Out on the corner the angels say
There is a better life
For me someday

I feel like I died
And went to Heaven
The cupboards are bare
But the streets
Are paved with gold

A Dreamer's Holiday
Composer(s): Mabel Wayne - Kim Gannon
Performer(s): Buddy Clark
and multiple other artists



Climb aboard a butterfly 
and take off in the breeze
Let your worries flutter by 
and do the things you please
In the land where dollar bills 
are falling off the trees
On a dreamer's holiday

Every day for breakfast there's a dish of scrambled stars
And for luncheon you'll be munchin' rainbow candy bars
You'll be livin' a la mode on Jupiter or Mars
On a dreamer's holiday

Make it a long vacation
Time, there is plenty of
You need no reservation
Just bring along the one you love

Help yourself to happiness and sprinkle it with mirth
Close your eyes and concentrate, and dream for all you're worth
You will feel terrific when you get back down to earth
From a dreamer's holiday

Make it a long vacation
Time, there is plenty of
You need no reservation
Just bring along the one you love

Help yourself to happiness and sprinkle it with mirth
Close your eyes and concentrate, and dream for all you're worth
You will feel terrific when you get back down to earth
From a dreamer's holiday

(From a happy dreamer's holiday)

A Drunkard's Child
Composer(s): Andrew Jenkins - Jimmie Rodgers
First release by: Jimmie Rodgers - 1930



My father is a drunkard
My mother, she is dead
And I am just an orphan child
No place to lay my head
All thru this world I wander
They drive me from their door
Some day I'll find a welcome
On Heaven's golden shore

Now if to me you'll listen
I'll tell my story sad
How drinking rum and gambling
Hell Has stole away my dad
My mother is in heaven
Where God and the angels smile
And now I know she's watching
Her lonely orphan child

We all were once so happy
And had a happy home
Till dad, he went to drinking rum
And then he gambled some
He left my darling mother
She died of a broken heart
And as I tell my story
I see your tear-drops start

Don't weep for me and mother
Altho' I know 'tis said
But try to get someone to cheer
And save my poor lonely dad
"I'm awful cold and hungry"
She closed her eyes and sighed
Then those who heard her story
Knew the orphan child has died

A Dying Business
Composer(s): Fred Ebb - Norman Martin
Performer(s): The Chad Mitchell Trio



Funeral Directors of America, I am very deeply honored standing here
Receiving this token of your esteem, "The Funeral Director of the Year"
Now I've been asked by all the delegates--and members of the board
To tell you of the funeral that won me this award
It was handled with taste and dignity, that much I can say for it
And I'm sure it will take the family twenty years to pay for it!
It was a helluva fun'ral, It was a helluva fun'ral
The finest fun'ral ever booked
I had some high school juniors who passed around petunial
And lilies everywhere you looked
It was a helluva fun'ral, I say one helluva fun'ral
Oh, how I wish that you were there
I had ten drum majorettes doubling on the castanets
It really was a lively affair
It really was a lively affair
It was a helluva fun'ral, It was a helluva fun'ral
The national guard showed up for me
And during the oration, they went into formation
And formed the letters R.I.P.
It was a helluva fun'ral, I say one helluva fun'ral
I gave it all my loving care
The band was on its toes playing "Mexicali Rose"
It really was a lively affair
It really was a lively affair
A tisket a tasket, Tell us about the casket
Well, I'll tell you 'bout the casket, my good friends
It would-a made your poor eyes pop
It was sterling silver all around and a real formica top
(Formica top, it had a formica top)
Well, I'll tell you 'bout the widow, my good friends
The widow was in navy blue
With a gown designed by Balenciaga, I supplied that too
(He sold the widow widow's weeds too)
I held the first funeral raffle, though I don't much like to boast
And I gave away a Chevrolet to the person who cried the most
(He gave away a brand new Chevrolet)
I won it myself!
There were eighteen jugglers by the grave to demonstrate their art
And when they were done, I fired a gun to let the hoot-e-nanny start
(He fired a gun and the hoot-e-nanny begun)
I was serving beer and pretzels, 'til the hot pastrami came
And I sold some souvenir hankies with the dear departed's name
(He was sellin' hankies with the dear departed's name)
As a fitting finale we had the Rockettes from New York's Music Hall
As you can see, my very good friends
All in all, all in all
It was a helluva fun'ral, I say one helluva fun'ral
No other burial could compare
It was all done up deluxe 'n' I made forty thousand bucks
It really was a lively affair
It really was a swingin' affair

A Face In The Crowd
Composer(s): Justin Hayward
Performer(s): Justin Hayward



Life is a struggle
Baby you got to choose
Hear the call of the wild wind
What have you got to lose?
So take off that coat and kick off those crazy shoes
I can see by your smile that you're ready
Well I'm ready too
Oh life is a puzzle
Baby you've got to try
But don't let it get you
Don't let it pass you by
'Cause here and now darling
Here and now you got me
And something inside me tells me it's meant to be
Will it be all right?
I'm getting a message from someone
Will it turn out right?
It's not just a face in the crowd
It's not just a face in the crowd
Face in the crowd
Will it be all right?
I'm getting a message from someone
Will it turn out right?
It's not just a face in the crowd
It's not just a face in the crowd
Face in the crowd
Life is a struggle
Baby you got to choose
Hear the call of the wild wind
What have you got to lose?
So take off that coat and kick off those crazy shoes
I can see by your smile that you're ready
Well I'm ready too
So just close your eyes
I'm getting a message from someone
Through a clear blue sky
It's not just a face in the crowd
It's not just a face in the crowd
Face in the crowd

A Fall From The Sky
Composer(s): Stephen Duffy
Performer(s): Stephen Duffy; Nigel Kennedy



A fall from the sky
A fall from the sky
Why does it feel like winter
When you're not with me
When I'm alone
Let the young man sing
Let the young man sing
The grown man will stay silent
For he has wandered
He's lost and alone
Of women I'll die
Of women I'll die
When did I ever know them
Where did they go?
Now I'm alone
A happy thing falls
A happy thing falls
The rising of a motion
When you're not with me
A happy thing falls

C'est La Vie, C'est L'amour
Composer(s): Sam Coslow - Roger Williams
Performer(s): Jane Morgan; Dave King



If I drop into our old rendez-vous
To find our customery table for two
And you're not sitting there as you used to do
C'est la vie C'est l'amour
If I find I feel a slight touch of pain
Each time I listen to a soft summer rain
Oh when somebody plays your favorite refrain
C'est la vie C'est l'amour
If heaven meant our romance to be in such a state
Then who am I to debate with fate
Maybe someday love comes who knows where
My heart will patiently be waiting till then
If no one like you ever happens again
C'est la vie C'est l'amour
If heaven meant our romance to be in such a state...

A Farewell To Kings
Composer(s): Geddy Lee - Alex Lifeson - Neil Peart
Performer(s): Rush; Andreas Kisser; Randy Jackson



When they turn the pages of history
When these days have passed long ago
Will they read of us with sadness
For the seeds that we let grow?
We turned our gaze
From the castles in the distance
Eyes cast down
On the path of least resistance

Cities full of hatred, fear and lies
Withered hearts and cruel, tormented eyes
Scheming demons dressed in kingly guise
Beating down the multitude and
Scoffing at the wise

The hypocrites are slandering
The sacred Halls of Truth
Ancient nobles showering
Their bitterness on youth
Can't we find the minds that made us strong?
Can't we learn to feel what's right
And what's wrong?
What's wrong?

Cities full of hatred, fear and lies
Withered hearts and cruel, tormented eyes
Scheming demons dressed in kingly guise
Beating down the multitude and
Scoffing at the wise
Can't we raise our eyes and make a start?
Can't we find the minds to lead us
Closer to the heart?

Boulevard
Composer(s): Jackson Browne
Performer(s): Jackson Browne



Down on the boulevard they take it hard
They look at life with such disregard
They say it can't be won
The way the game is run
But if you choose to stay
You end up playing anyway
It's okay
The kid's in shock up and down the block
The folks are home playing beat the clock
Down at the golden cup
They set the young ones up
Under the neon light
Selling day for night
It's alright
Nobody rides for free
Nobody gets it like they want it to be
Nobody hands you any guarantee
Nobody
The hearts are hard and the times are tough
Down on the boulevard the night's enough
And time passes slow
Between the store front shadows and the street lights glow
Everybody walks right by like they're safe or something
They don't know
Nobody knows you
Nobody owes you nothin
Nobody shows you what they're thinking
Nobody baby
Hey, hey, baby
You got to watch the street, keep your feet
And be on guard
Make it pay baby
It's only time on the boulevard

Two Guitars
((French Version: Les Deux Guitares (by Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - M. Stellman
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Two guitars by firelight
Strummed by gypsies' fingers
On a restless ??? of night 
Every memory lingers

They don't know that deep in me
There's a sadness burning
For my youth once wild and free
In her hands returning 

(Tzigane ?)
E khê raz, is cho raz
Is chê mênaga mênaga raz
E khê raz, is cho raz
Is cho mênaga mênaga raz

Play now gypsies, play for me
Hide my inner voices
Tantalising endlessly
Offering no choices

A heavy heart, but my head is light 
And my legs are hollow
I will drink again tonight
And all the nights that follow

E khê raz, is cho raz
Is chê mênaga mênaga raz
E khê raz, is cho raz
Is cho mênaga mênaga raz

Let me laugh and let me sing
Let me drown in my sorrow
Help me stop remembering
Give me back tomorrow

Come and let the good wine pour
Liquor makes me blameless
Give me more and more 
Get me drunk and painless

E khê raz, is cho raz
Is chê mênaga mênaga raz
E khê raz, is cho raz
Is cho mênaga mênaga raz

Two guitars against my head
With their playing persistance
For all the futile days ahead
Full of vain existance

So, what is life, why live anyhow
Question your creator
We're alive and living now 
And dead a minute later

E khê raz, is cho raz
Is chê mênaga mênaga raz
E khê raz, is cho raz
Is cho mênaga mênaga raz

When you see my body drop
??? me ??? waking 
Then your two guitars can ???
Gypsy music making

Let me hear your haunting theme
For my soul demands it
Until I am too drunk to dream
??? and I command it 

E khê raz, is cho raz
Is chê mênaga mênaga raz
E khê raz, is cho raz
Is cho mênaga mênaga raz