Puerto Rico Puerto Rico I call to you
How’s my brother and my sister I need to know
Emilio, Miss Rivera, Carasquillo…
Oh Puerto Rico
First the winds from the east tore the homes apart
Then the winds from the north broke the people’s hearts
Rain pouring down from an angry sky
No match for the tears in our eyes
Puerto Rico Puerto Rico I call to you
How’s my brother and my sister I need to know
Emilio, Miss Rivera, Carasquillo…
Oh Puerto Rico
Rising up from the rubble a spirit soars so high
Looks down at those who turn a blind eye
A man is not a man who cannot feel the people’s pain
He is nothing but a stone wall who isolates us all
Puerto Rico Puerto Rico I call to you
How’s my brother and my sister I need to know
Emilio, Miss Rivera, Carasquillo…
Oh Puerto Rico
I call to you I call to you
Puerto Rico Puerto Rico
She loves the city
She loves it so
She finds it a pity
When she cannot go
She loves the drama of a downtown scene
The subtle aroma of nouvelle cuisine
She loves the city
She loves it completely
Her passion is endless
Hopelessly quite indiscreetly
She loves the pace that never slows
Her taste forever grows for the city she loves so
And when the curtain falls, it’s last call
She wearily drearily heads home
She’ll take the northbound train
Percolating in her brain
And slowly drifts far away
To the city she loves so
She loves the city
She’s so enthralled
She has an affinity for it all
She stares in amazement
At the instant entertainment
And the constant engagement of the show
Her mind is racing at a mile a minute
All the while she’s in it from head to toe
She loves the pace that never slows
Her taste forever grows for the city she loves so
And when the curtain falls, it’s last call
She wearily drearily heads home
She’ll take the northbound train
circulating in her brain
And slowly drifts far away
To the city she loves so
She loves the city; she loves it so
The years have come the years have gone
Since I first laid eyes upon
A woman who could cook up quite a feast
And satisfy the appetites of this beast
Bring out the jam know who I am once again
She would turn down the light
Make me feel so right through the day and night till the end Well slowly I walked up to the door
Not really sure what I would find
But when our eyes met I knew right away
We’d be eating well that very day She would butter up the bread
Bring out the jam know who I am once again
She would turn down the light
Make me feel so right through the day and night till the end Baby back ribs mashed potatoes piled high
Collard greens and coleslaw on the side
Watermelon and a slice of pie
I have died and gone to heaven Well the very next day I had to depart
From the woman who knew the way to my heart
But I know one day I’ll come back
to the woman who can cook like thatShe would butter up the bread
Bring out the jam know who I am once again
She would turn down the light
Make me feel so right through the day and night till the end She would butter up the bread butter up the bread butter up the bread once again
She would butter up the bread butter up the bread butter up the bread once again
The lights are turned down low
Moma thinks she’s sleepin’
A wild child’s got to go Down the road
Her Romeo is flying high in the dead of night
And he will pull into her drive
And take his bride for one sweet ride She is standing by the window
The lights are turned down low
Baby is sleepin’
Soon he will be home From the road that takes its toll
Can make you old before your time
But tonight their love is strong
They’ll get it right the whole night long She is sitting by the window
The lights are turned down low
Children are sleepin’
The tears begin to flow Cause the road it turns and twists
it gives you fits…you take your hits
Yes, the road it curves and bends
You never know how it all ends
That does nothing for my eyes
Shakespeare could whisper Iambic pentameters
It wouldn’t matter I can scale the heights of Mount Everest
I would take no delight and show no interest
Buddha could offer the wonders of the universe
But I am cursed The bloom has finally faded
I’ve become what I once hated
Like the beat of a hollow drum
I’ve become one who is numb and… Jaded…Jaded A child is crying; his family is all gone
I change the channel; I simply move on
Jesus could give us a sheltering tree
What would it mean?
Not a thing The bloom has finally faded
I’ve become what I once hated
Like the beat of a hollow drum
I’ve become one who is numb and… Jaded…Jaded Instrumental The bloom has finally faded
I’ve become what I once hated
Like the beat of a hollow drum
I’ve become one who is numb and… Jaded…Jaded…Jaded…JJaded
Always in Hiding
Always in Fear
Constant denying
what is here…here…here…here
Into the night
Into the cold and dark of the night
No light
Into the wind
Into the howling wind
That keeps on blowing in.
Where have I gone?
What have I done?
Where do I go?
What do I do?……What do I do?……
Into the soul
Into an empty lifeless soul
So cold
Into the heat
Into the searing seething heat
Complete
Smoke…Smoke…Smoke
A…shen A…shen
Bring your brilliance your genius your ingenuity
We’ll meet at the river’s edge
Seal our pledge…Create a wedge And oh how the mighty will fall
And oh how the weak will stand tall
For fortune is a river
With riches that flow your way…your way Leonardo hear my dream
Use your talents to change the balance for all the world to see
The river calls your name
Wants to be tamed by your game And oh how the mighty will fall
And oh how the weak will stand tall
For fortune is a river
With riches that flow your way…your way Musical interlude Leonardo we must flee
Grab your brushes, your pencils, easels all necessities
The river’s turned her back
The odds are stacked that we’ll be sacked And oh how the mighty will fall
And oh how the weak will stand tall
For fortune is a river
With riches that flow away Away…Away…Away
Leonardo, the Arno…Leonardo the Arno
Away the Arno
Leonardo Away
Away the Arno
Leonardo Away…
She comes in view
You know just what to do
You think you can really tell
She’s unpredictable …So unpredictable
Is that what attracts?
Is that what lures?
Never really being so sure
You think you know her so well
She’s unpredictable …So unpredictable
Moving in
Think you’ll win
Believe you’re in control
Then your eyes meet
You realize she is the one with the hold.
She’s unpredictable …So unpredictable
She talks …You speak
A message sent… Please repeat
You think you can really tell
She’s unpredictable …So unpredictable
Is that what attracts?
Is that what lures?
Never really being so sure
You think you know her so well
She’s unpredictable …So unpredictable
Aimlessly floating all around
Easily walkin’ through walls and doors
Never disturbin’ a thing of yours
My game is played with no rules nor bounds Like an afterthought
I’m just an afterthought…in your town…in your town Might go to the mall
Maybe catch a show
Eat at the diner
Turn on the radio
I do not shiver when I get cold
I’m so cool, but not so bold
I’m no fool… just an empty sound Like an afterthought
I’m just an afterthought… in your town Late at night you’ll brew some tea
Kick way back from reality
Relax… I won’t intrude
And put a hex on your solitude My bags are packed I’m moving on
No one will notice that I have gone
No tears, no send offs, no fare thee wells
No big parades, no tales to tell
It’s all good… wipe away that frown Like an afterthought
You’ll be an afterthought… in my town…in my town My town
Never heard on the radio
Songs from another time
Echoing in my mind Your voice Your voice Your haunting laugh sunken eyes look slowly down at me
Ask about a song written long, long ago
Your voice a remnant of the past
Rolls out a melody that lingers and last
Foreign pleasin’ And further on down the beach
Children with their hands outreached they’re asking,
Sing us a song from long ago Songs from long ago
Never heard on the radio
Songs from another time
Echoing in my mind Ocean breeze carries me
past the rhythms and melodies
From afar… from a far and distant shore
Shifting sands beneath my feet
Beckoned by an ancient beat
I wonder where have I heard this before? Songs from long ago
Never heard on the radio
Songs from another time
Echoing in my mind There are fires burning everywhere
Light and laughter fill the air
There’s song and revelry tonight
The camps are alive…The camps are alive
The camps are alive with songs from long ago Long ago Long ago Long ago Your voice…
He is shaded cool
Picks up his axe
Lays down a tune
Notes are pouring
Sweat is drippin’
Bodies swaying to the playing Of zoots
Beboppin’ zoots
Hip hoppin’ zoots
Non-stoppin’ zoots
I’m talking Zoots
I’m talking Zoots
I’m talking Zoots
I’m talking Zoots She slides and glides down the stairs
Baby blues and steel blond hair
Moves so tight in her alabaster skin
Grabs the mike starts wailing Singing zoots
Gun Slinging zoots
Hot Swinging zoots
Got Stinging zoots
I’m talking Zoots
I’m talking Zoots
I’m talking Zoots
I’m talking Zoots I’m in the back drink in hand
Sipping up the sounds of the band
This heady mix has me doing such tricks
Back flip side step then slip right into Zoots
Toe tappin’ zoots
Finger snappin’ zoots
Hand clappin’ zoots
I’m talking Zoots
I’m talking Zoots
I’m talking Zoots
I’m talking Zoots…
You’re gonna hear a voice calling out to you
Though you are far… know that you are
Deep in the heart of the one who’s calling for you Inside your sweet retreat that knows no defeat
There is hunger… longing for the touch of someone real
Should you hesitate… it would be too late
For the one who keeps calling, the one who keeps searching for you Some things they happen by chance
A random dance that you can’t control
Ah but if you believe in what you conceive
It will take hold Inside your lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely heartache Instrumental Inside your lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely heartache
You’re gonna hear a voice calling out to you
Should you hesitate…it would be too late For the lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely,
lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, heartache