Down in the street they're all singing and shouting Staying alive though the city is...
Baby these are an awful lot of maybe's Don't kid yourself, are you still hoping...
You bring those tears into my Eyes so well I've been waiting For this day...
In a field of yellow flowers, underneath the sun, bluest eyes that spark with lightning,...
With all that jazz The music now it never sleeps The base hums beneath your...
(ian hunter) No puppet, no liar, won't bend my lips...
(ian hunter) I dreamt of being horses in shackles of...
(ian hunter) I followed the night till the morning sunlight...
(ian hunter/verden allen) How long 'fore you realise you swing...
(mick ralphs) When i feel so down, like a worn...
(david bowie) Well billy rapped all night about his suicide...
(ian hunter) The willow in the wind is gently weeping...
(ian hunter) (all right, come on now) Well it's sunday...
(ian hunter) No puppet, no liar, won't bend my lips...
(ian hunter) I followed the night till the morning sunlight...