MANFRED MANN'S EARTH BAND:   Chance

Lies (Through The 80's)

We're all gonna live out the Hollywood dream
Everything's gonna be just what it seems
Gonna find a better way to run our cars
All through the Eighties
'Cos the race is on, we're gonna land on Mars
All through the Eighties
The Video Screen will open the door
All through the Eighties
Information - there'll be more and more
All through the Eighties
Will the man on the street finally know the score

But I saw a kid with no smile on his face today
Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say
I've lost my hope there isn't anywhere to play
(Pull up the trees and put up a parking lot)

The play's been written we'll all be in the cast
All through the Eighties
And our feet are gonna point away from the past
all through the Eighties
Will Supersonic travel be our ticket to ride
We'll have cruise missiles, they think as they fly.

Time will go and the years fly by
All through the Eighties
And we'll have another slice of American Pie
All through the Eighties
Credit card living, push button cash
All through the Eighties
We'll pay our money and we'll take our trash
All through the Eighties
And another generation will 'Talk about their Generation'

© Scalehand Ltd.

On The Run

You're on the run from the law
You weren't happy, had to have much more
Now the heat is on
The heat is on.
Don't look back
Hideaway
You keep going, just another day
'Cause the heat is on
The heat is on.

You know you're in the hands of fate
You've done the worst
You must appreciate why
The heat is on
The heat is on.
Run away on the night flight
Oh they got you on the run
You gonna live in the twilight
Oh the heat is on.

Took your gold, took your chance
You got the money
And you got romance
Now, the heat is on
The heat is on.
The time has come for you to go
You keep running
But it seems so slow
'Cause the heat is on
The heat is on.

© Scalehand Ltd./Chappell/Pendium

For You

Princess cards she sends me, with her regards
Oh, bar-room eyes shine vacancy
To see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her cheshire smile I'll stand on file
She's all I ever wanted
You let your blue walls get in the way of these facts, honey
Get your carpet baggers off my back
Girl give me time to cover my tracks
You said, 'Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks'
But they're not what I came for
I came for so much more
And I know you that too
And I know you know that's true

I came for you
I came for you
I came for you
For you
I came for you.

Crawl into my ambulance
Your pulse is getting weak
Reveal yourself all to me now
While you've got the strength to speak
'Cause they're waiting for you at Bellavue
With their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now
If only you could ask
Don't call for your surgeon
Even he says it's late
It's not your lungs this time
But your heart holds your fate
Don't give me my money back
Don't want it anymore
It's not that nursery mouth I came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
I've broken all your windows
And I've rammed through all your doors
Who am I to ask you to fight my wars
And you should know that's true
You should know that too

© Intersong

Adolescent Dream

You're not the great romantic
Crystal juke-box queen
You're not my old adolescent dream
You're not my spiritual gypsy
My fifties Chevy Machine
You're not my old adolescent dream

Oh no, my friend
You stand above all that
You're my life
My love
My blood
My soul

You're not the way I planned it
The way that it's meant to be
You're not my old adolescent dream
Oh no, my friend
You stand above all that
You're my life
My love
My blood
My soul
Oh no, you're not my old adolescent dream.

© Scalehand Ltd.

Fritz The Blank (Instrumental)

© Scalehand Ltd.

Stranded

Stranded in Iowa
Stranded in Iowa
Better get the Breakdown squad out
Get me rolling on
'Cause I can't keep my thoughts out of sight
Better get the Breakdown squad out
Get me rolling on
'Cause I need to feel the stars sleep by at night
I'm stranded all night, stranded all right.

Mayday, This is Echo Hotel
Mayday, This is Echo Hotel
Mayday, This is Echo Hotel
Hotel Echo, This is Mike November
I can hear your call
Mayday, This is Echo Hotel
Hotel Echo, This is Charlie Delta
I can feel the fear

© Hitsongs Ltd.

Hello, I Am You Heart

Hello, this is your heart
You got me broken one too many times
Hello, this is your heart, speaking
You got me tired of one too many lies
Goin' away, taking your emotions
Leaving you as cold as ice
If you intend to keep on fooling
You must expect to pay the price.
Goodbye, this is your heart
'Cos you got me going one too many times
So long, this is your heart leaving
Wish you the best of loving
Till I'm coming home.

Gaining love under false pretences
Lying with your eyes
So when you feel me moving out
It will come as no surprise.

Been around too long

© EMI Music Ltd.

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Heart On The Street

I lay dreamin'
Electronic healer
Plugged in the groove
Not a thought in my head
Oh, you shook me awake girl
Remember words that you said.
Have a taste of another kind of fruit boy
Why not make all your dreams come real
It's easy just keep your eyes open
Put your shoulder to the wheel
It's not my feet
It's just a heart on the street

Blue, Black and White
Can't we get anything right
What's the matter with you
What's the matter with me
It's just my heart on the street.

I know, I know I'm just a John to your TV
I know, I know I'm just a Radio Joe
But, pull me out the socket
And away we go.
It's not my feet
It's just a heart on the street

© George Gluck Music

+ 25/07/02