Stand by me Just as long as you stand, stand by me Oh stand now, stand by me When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we'll see No I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid So darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh stand by me

Yea, it’s the little things Oh, it’s the little things No, she doesn’t need a 4 karat diamond ring or a big house to come home to No, she doesn’t need a Hollywood movie scene or a sunset everyday in Malibu No, all she needs are the little things It’s the

Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive Whoa, oh, oh I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems blow I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus

Come on and let me hear your prayer I'm going down to the city, I got a home there Let me hear your hosanna Hey brother don't you sing so quiet, no I need a beacon to guide me through the night Oh let me hear your hosanna Oh my heart is tattered and my

I keep drinkin' malted milk, tryin' to drive my blues away Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushin' to my head Baby, fix me one more drink, and hug your daddy one more time Baby, you just as welcome to my lovin' as the flowers is in May And I have a funny,

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh I wanna go up there and I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there, actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna see what's up there, must be better than the hell on the ground Yeah, take me all the way to the top baby

Why she dancing alone Did she come on her own? So why does she keep on dancing Dancing alone? It's like I've seen her face before I know, but I don't know for sure My friends ain't with me anymore Oh, I've gotta know Seems so lost

That's what I want Big fat money Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the roll Bad for the heart, bad for the brain Bad for damn near everything, oh It must be good for something Come on pay the rent Telephone, telefax,

Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we've already gone Just like your dad, you'll never change You bite through the big wall, the big wall bites back You just sit there and sulk, sit there and bawl You are

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow, Or when the valley's