Into the ring and let the fight begin
The crowd are all in
They wanna see some blood
You've been telling everybody
'bout the things that you're gonna change
Now's the time to toe the line
'cause everybody's sick and tired of games
We wanna see what you're made of
Time for the dance
Another side-step chance
The judges are here
They wanna feel the beat
Got your number on your back
And you get points for every move you make
Wanna see those flashing feet
We wanna see if you can make a break
And have you
Have you got the right stuff
Have you
Have you got the right stuff
Are we doing something for you
Or can you do something for me
Are you gonna make a few moves
Or sit back and let it all be
Wait and see
Into the ring and let the fight begin
The crowd are all in
They wanna see some blood
You've been telling everybody
'bout the things that you're gonna change
Now's the time to toe the line
'cause everbody's sick ond tired of games
And have you
Have you got the right stuff
Have you
Have you got the right stuff
Are we doing something for you
Or can you do something for me
Are you gonna make a few moves
Or sit back and let it all be
Wait and see
Backstage Pass
They handed it to him
He handed it to her
Explaining it was solely for her own protection
You know it can't be bought for money
Its given freely by the game
It's the rock 'n' roll equivalent of social standing
Look at me
I'm with them on the stage
I can see my friends they're eight rows back
But although they had to pay
I think it's fair to say
I had to make my way on the crew bus
I'd do anything
Things to make you sing
Tell me your favourite thing
Bring all that I can bring
To get a backstage pass
Got to wear it out on the show
Let everybody know
You know your way around
And you know the action
When you show it like a sign
You're gonna look so fine
But nothing's really free
It must be paid for
I'd do anything
Things to make you sing
Tell me your favourite thing
Bring all that I can bring
To get a backstage pass
No "after show" that won't do
Don't want no press pass
No no no guest pass I'm with you
Fantastic plastic
Access all areas
And when the band move on
You can stick it on the wall
It really will do things for your reputation
You can be the one in town who has been seen around
You might even get a name across the nation
I'd do anything
Things to make you sing
Tell me your favourite thing
Bring all that I can bring
To get a backstage pass
No "after show" that won't do
Don't wont no press pass
No no no guest pass I'm with you
Fantastic plastic
Access all areas
Starry Eyes
Starry eyes I've got to try
I love you but I love the rock
And I think you're gonna cry
And the dawn is coming up
As I look out on the rain
But I pick up my guitar
And do it all again
Fade away help me play
It's the feeling I get
When the music is right
That makes me feel this way
You can win or lose it all
Is what makes you wanna walk the line
No guarantees you take your chances every time
Oh I know your love is real
And I feel the same
Oh I know it's in my soul
No one can really free me
Starry eyes I love the rock
We run around my friends and me
Telling all the girls we should be free
Up all night and down all day
But we only want to play
Starry eyes you're wandering how
You love a man who loves the rock
And you can't change it now
And the midnight telephone
To say I can't make it home
It's another night you have to face it all alone
Oh I know your love is real
And I feel the same
I know it's in my soul
No one can really free me
Starry eyes I love the rock
Starry eyes I've got to try
I love you but I love the rock
And I think you're gonna cry
And the dawn is coming up
As I look out on the rain
But I pick up my guitar
And do it all again
Oh I know your love is real
And I feel the same
I know it's in my soul
No one can really free me
Starry eyes I love the rock
My Sunny Island
A brown-skin girl wipes the suit from her window
Just to watch the sun rise over big city skies
Her falther awakes "Cuffs" lights his first cigarette
You know he's got to go when that factory whistle blows
So he walks out into the streets
And all of his friends that he meets
Wonder why did they ever leave their sunny island
The wind blows cold with it brings the snows
You live in hand to mouth next winter you move South
If your number falls or if you work those extra hours
But you only live in a dream
That carries you back on its wings
And all your friends just sit around the bar
And sing about your sunny island
And there ain't no surf
It's the sidewalks on 42nd street
And the natives down there
They ain't so friendly
In fact they would stick you
For the shoes on your feet
Just make you want to retreat
To your sunny island
The traffic eats the streets you're running from the heat
That keeps coming down pushing you into the ground
You're learning far too late your children learn to hate
The way you live but you got nomore to give
And in dockland they still arrive
With promised land in their eyes
And you just wish you could live out your life
On your sunny island
And there ain't no surf
It's the sidewalks on 42nd street
And the natives down there
They ain't so friendly
In fact they would stick you
For the shoes on your feet
Just make you want to retreat
To your sunny island
For A Car
Just 18 and the money's short
A victim of public transport
Made her smile with his best approach
And he checked her out and he checked his watch
Saying "alright the time is short
I wouldn't do anything to hurt you
The time is tide and I feel alright
So let's make a little love before my ship goes down
You know I've to go when the bus comes 'round"
She's a lovely girl but you're in a rush
The make-up hides her blushes
Find a place where there is no light
Gotta make your move or you walk tonight
Saying "alright relax a while
Of course I will respect you"
So let's make a little love before my ship goes down
You know I've to go when the bus comes 'round"
For a car
I could make it sweet in a warm back-seat
I could drive you far
If I only had a car
In a car
No more winter nights in the bus-stands light
Getting frost-bites
I've got to have a car
Spent all your loot on a brand new suit
But the zipper gives you problems
You within range when the weather changed
Just like her mind and washed away your chances
Not tonight
She's not the outdoor type
That's alright
Let's make a little love before my ship goes down
You know I've to go when the bus comes 'round
For a car
I could make it sweet in a warm back-seat
I could drive you far
If I only had a car
In a car
No more winter nights in the bus-stands light
Getting frost-bites
I've got to have a car
For a car
Caledonia
From the loins of a fisherman
From the harbour of Crail he went sailing
And his first born son left the rolling sea
Went into the earth to make his living
No light of the sun did he ever see
And the coal it broke and scarred him
And in his heart was the chilling fear
That same day the mine would take him
But far freedom's fight in the H.L.I.
On a foreign field he was taken
And the pension left in his daughter's hand
Had to love and feed the children
Oh Caledonia
Caledonia
Oh Caledonia
She quartered at a Rose Street Inn
She favoured the capitals gentlemen
And from shame she saved the family name
Made a husband of a lover
From their union come a rhyming man
With his band he crossed the oceon
And the pride of Caledonio
Made his name
Oh Caledonia
Caledonia
Oh Caledonia
Caledonia
Headin' For South America
Let's make sail the wind is right
Weigh the anchor fast
Say farewell to kids and wife
We're taking off at last
We're heading for South America
Seeking for an island
Where no one else has been before
Where no one else has stepped ashore
Shift the helm to South of West
Let's sail into the night
We're gliding through the ocean fast
Although the devil smiles
For somewhere in South America
Waits an island in the sun
Where noone else has been before
Where no man at arms has stepped ashore
Let's make sail the wind is right
Weigh the anchor fast
Say farewell to kids and wife
We're taking off at last
We're heading for South America
Seeking for an island
Where no one and nothing has been before
We'll even sail a year or more
The Departure (Instrumental)
Southern Cross
Rocking through the night
All is silent...Southern Cross
It's easy for me to write
Even though I wonder...
But I feel nothing seems lost
We're still full of hope
Although the trip is grinding
What can I say
Remember how we talked about
A world that's free
It may be hard to find
The land where war and hatred ceased to be
And the ship is sailing on across the ocean
We said farewell to yesterday
But in a year and one more day
You'll read the headlines everywhere
About the daring messengers
Who found an island in the Sea
Untouched by misery
I'm wearing your bandanna
Your picture's in my mind
Well concealed
And the vision of your face
Is never far away no no
It's always with me
So your smile is my companian
Till I'm back with you again
We said farewell to yesterday
But in a year and one more day
You'll raed the news throughout the land
About some new-age emigrants
Who found an island in the Sea
Untouched by misery
Where The Oceans Ends
Little Johnny he was a rock 'n' roll star from Tuscon, Arizona
And a wizard with the figures was Mister B.
Ran a computer company
And Harry he was a tough marine
Who never fought a war
And I was the clown who dreamt a dream
Playing the guitar
So here we are
We've come so far
No longer pawns or stooges in the big game
We're aiming high
Reaching for the sky
Where the ocean ends
We'll find a new-born land
For everyone like you and I
We were bankers we were bosses
We were beggars and bums
Martyrs and millionaires
We were teachers we were preachers
Falling angels and monks
Gamblers and legionaires
We were winners and loosers
Magicians and boozers
Sad eyed fools that meant no harm
And I was a clown who dreamed his dream
Playing the guitar
So here we are
We've come so far
No longer pawns or puppets in the rat race
We're aiming high
Reaching for the sky
Where the ocean ends
We'll find a new-born land
For everyone like you and I
So here we are
We've come so far
No longer pawns or stooges in the big game
We're aiming high
Reaching for the sky
Where the ocean ends
We'll find a new-born land
For everyone like you and I
Sally Mary
Hey Harry McCullough
Come sing us a song
'bout the highlands so misty and green
Your song about Sally the hills and the rain
We never will see again
When I was a tiny young highland boy
In Scotland the green the green
I played in the hills with my Sally Mary
Winners and losers we've been
She was riding a pony of silk and white
And I rode a wooden stick
We hounded the horses and we followed the birds
And grew up as you'd say in "Gluck"
I called her Sally my love
And she said Harry my man
As we lay at the Mulltire lake
Entwined in the night forever young
Until the morning came
And when we grew older
And the grass no more green
The lake lost its clear blue shade
I left her for sailing the mighty Sea
Ooh Sally our love it did fade
I called her Sally my love
And she said Harry my man
As we lay at the Mulltire lake
Entwined in the night forever young
Until the morning came
Island In The Sun
Captain o Captain
Only five miles ahead
There lies an island
Only five miles ahead
White hills and beaches
Something green in the blue
Captain o captain
So it all has come true
There's an island in the sun
Come together everyone
Ahead lies an island
Now it's September
We've been sailing so long
One summer one winter
Is this where we belong
Seems only a footstep
Into the setting sun
Our journey has ended
Or has it just begun
There's an island in the sun
Come together everyone
Ahead lies an island
There's an island in the sun
Come together everyone
Ahead lies an island
Albatross
Blood blood all around
The land is crying out
All men are dead underneath the sands
And noone understands
Gold gold all is sold
Ten thousands have been slain
They stole their gold and destroyed their souls
The prayers were all in vain
War war behind the shore
All men are on the run
They burned the earth until there
But a wasteland in the sun
A wasteland in the sun
But there's the albatross
Flying circles through the wind
The silent master of this land
Far beyond the Southern Cross
Nobody heard his cries
Wailing sadly through the skies
Now his voice from up above
is slowly dying
Home home we wanna go home
The beach is bleak and empty
All has burnt to ashes
Nothing will grow
We wanna go home
But there's the albatross
Flying circles through the wind
The silent master of this land
Far beyond the Southern Cross
Nobody heard his cries
Wailing sadly through the skies
Now his voice from up above
is slowly dying
There's just the albatross
Flying...
We've Been A Hundred Men
We've been a hundred men and now we are ten
On this rotten boat
Ninety dreams we've buried in the sand
Not one of them comes back again
And all we needed was a piece of land
A handful of sand In nowhere-land
We were young we were brave we were bold
Our visions come to an end
One thousond days have made us grow old
And the wind's still blowing mighty cold
And all we needed was a piece of land
A handful of sand In nowhere-land
All we needed was a piece of land
A handful of sand In nowhere-land
All that's left is so small so small
But the last ones will be
The first after all
Reprise: Headin' For South America
So let's make sail the tide is right
The winds are blowing strong
Say farewell to dreams that died
The way back home is long
No more headin' for South America
No more headin' for an island
'cause someone else was there before
And killed the land from shore to shore .
And if we don't hurry, boys
We'll soon find out the end of the story...