Katzenjammer: Tea With Cinnamon

Wake again
To tea with cinnamon
Some honey on a spoon
It is almost noon

Walking down the stairs
To shed my morning tears
Just can't be satisfied
Lord knows that I tried
That I tried
That I tried

And it's so beautiful
It's so beautiful
It's so beautiful
But it's not real
It's not real

Bright the Sun
The day is almost gone
I sit and drink Champaigne
I am very sane

Smell this tea
And dream of what could be
Defeated yet again
A tea with cinnamon
As many pray remain
I might bounce back my friend

And it's so beautiful
It's so beautiful
It's so beautiful
But it's not real
It's not real

Now it's time
And I can feel so bright
My pulse is beating fast
This will never last

Another day is gone
and I can not run
The time is closing in
Let me sleep again
Let it begin
Let it begin

And it's so beautiful
It's so beautiful
It's so beautiful
But it's not real
Yeah it's so beautiful
It's so beautiful
It's so beautiful
But it's not real
It's not real

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Pink Floyd: Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

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ABBA: The Winner Takes It All

I don’t wanna talk
About the things we’ve gone through
Though it’s hurting me
Now it’s history
I’ve played all my cards
And that’s what you’ve done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That’s her destiny

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I’d be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It’s simple and it’s plain
Why should I complain.

But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed

The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all

I don’t wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You’ve come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all...

Imogen Heap: Hide and Seek

Where are we? What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to form,
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.
Spin me round again and rub my eyes.
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
All those years they were here first.

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before.
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears, they were here first.

Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah of course it is.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this.
Mmm what you say?
What did she say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I dont believe you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.

You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.

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Pink Martini: Dosvedanya Mio Bambino

The samovar is full of tea
You stare unblinkingly at me
While your car waits in the freezing rain

I know your soul calls Moscows home
But your heart belongs to Rome
So for years I've followed you in vain

But oh, will you ever know
What you are
Dosvedanya mio bambino
Dosvedanya mio bambino
There is a place where only you alone go
There is a world that only you alone know

Along an endless balcony
Above the Adriatic sea
I tried to storm the Kremlin of your heart

In Florence we were on the mend
But that mazurka had to end
We missed the naked trees of Gorky Park

But oh, will you ever know
What you've lost
Dosvedanya mio bambino
Dosvedanya mio bambino
There is a place where only you alone go
There is a world that only you alone know

But oh, will you ever know
What you have
Dosvedanya mio bambino
Dosvedanya mio bambino
There is a place where only you alone go
There is a world that only you alone know

I heard you finally settled down
In a warm Italian town
So I took the train to see you there

Your wife is sweet and you're well fed
Your daughter tucked away in bed
Still you looked at me with great despair

I hear snow is falling on Red Square

"Valderi valdera
Valderi valdera
Valderi valdera
My knapsack on my back"