1.Because The Night
Take me now, baby, here as i am
Hold me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire i breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed
Come on now, try and understand
The way i feel under your command
Take my hand, come under cover
They can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Have i doubt, baby, when i'm alone
Love is a ring on the telephone
Love is an angel, disguised as lust
Here in our bed 'til the morning comes
Come on now, try and understand
The way i feel under your command
Take my hand, come under cover
They can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
With love we sleep, with doubt the vicious circle turns, and
burns
Without you, i cannot live, forgive the yearning burning
I believe in love too real to feel, take me now, take me now,
take me now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
2.Candy Everybody Wants
[ alto sax：maceo parker／tenor sax：alfred 'pee wee'
ellis／trombone：fred wesley (together：the jb
horns)／percussion：paulinho da costa ]
If lust and hate is the candy,
If blood and love tastes so sweet,
Then we give 'em what they want.
Hey, hey, give 'em what they want.
So their eyes are growing hazy 'cos they wanna turn it on,
So their minds are soft and lazy.
Well, hey, give 'em what they want.
If lust and hate is the candy,
If blood and love tastes so sweet,
Then we give 'em what they want.
So their eyes are growing hazy 'cos they wanna turn it on,
So their minds are soft and lazy.
Well... who do you wanna blame？
Hey, hey, give 'em what they want.
If lust and hate is the candy,
If blood and love tastes so sweet,
Then we give 'em what they want.
So their eyes are growing hazy 'cos they wanna turn it on,
So their minds are soft and lazy.
Well... who do you wanna blame？
3.Don't Talk
Don't talk, i will listen.
Don't talk, you keep your distance
For i'd rather hear some truth tonight than entertain your lies,
So take you poison silently.
Let me be. let me close my eyes.
Don't talk, i'll believe it.
Don't talk, listen to me instead,
I know that if you think of it, both long enough and hard
The drink you drown your troubles in is the trouble you're in
now.
Talk talk talk about it, if you talk as if you care
But when your talk is over tilt that bottle in the air,
Tossing back more than your share.
Don't talk, i can guess it.
Don't talk, well now your restless
And you need somewhere to put the blame for how you feel inside.
You'll look for a close and easy mark and you'll see me as fair
game.
Talk talk talk about it, talk as if you care
But when your talk is over tilt that bottle in the air
Tossing back more than your share.
You talk talk talk about it, you talk as if you care.
I'm marking every word and can tell this time for sure,
Your talk is the finest i have heard.
So don't talk, let me go on dreaming.
How your eyes they glow so fiercely i can tell your inspired
By the name you chose for me. now what was it？ o, never mind it.
We will talk talk talk about this when your head is clear.
I'll discuss this in the morning, but until then you may talk
but i won't hear.
4.Eat For Two
music：natalie merchant
words：natalie merchant
O, baby blankets and baby shoes, baby slippers, baby spoons,
walls of baby blue.
Dream child in my head is a nightmare born in a borrowed bed.
Now i know lightning strikes again.
It struck me once, then struck me dead.
My folly grows inside of me.
I eat for two, walk for two, breathe for two now.
Well, the egg man fell down off his shelf.
All the good king's men with all their help struggled 'til the
end for a shell they couldn't mend.
You know where this will lead, to hush and rock in the nursery
for the kicking one inside of me.
I eat for two, walk for two, breathe for two now.
When the boy was a boy, the girl was a girl, they found each
other in a wicked world.
Strong in some respects, but she couldn't stand for the way he
begged and gave in.
Pride is for men; young girls should run and hide instead.
Risk the game by taking dares with 'yes'.
Eat for two, walk for two, breathe for two now.
Walk for two？ i'm stumbling.
Breathe for two？ i can't breathe.
Five months , how it grows.
Five months now, i begin to show.
5.Gold Rush Brides
Follow the typical signs, the hand-painted lines, down prairie
roads.
Pass the lone church spire.
Pass the talking wire from where to who knows？
There's no way to divide the beauty of the sky from the wild
western plains.
Where a man could drift, in legendary myth, by roaming over
spaces.
The land was free and the price was right.
Dakota on the wall is a white-robed woman, broad yet maidenly.
Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon man's family.
I see indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our
history.
Who were the homestead wives？
Who were the gold rush brides？
Does anybody know？
Do their works survive their yellow fever lives in the pages
they wrote？
The land was free, yet it cost their lives.
In miner's lust for gold.
A family's house was bought and sold, piece by piece.
A widow staked her claim on a dollar and his name, so painfully.
In letters mailed back home her eastern sisters they would moan
As they would read accounts of madness, childbirth, loneliness
and grief.
6.Hey Jack Kerouac
Hey jack kerouac, i think of your mother
And the tears she cried, she cried for none other
Than her little boy lost in our little world that hated
And that dared to drag him down. her little boy courageous
Who chose his words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood.
Hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts,
They all spoke through you.
Hey jack, now for the tricky part,
When you were the brightest star who were the shadows？
Of the san francisco beat boys you were the favorite.
Now they sit and rattle their bones and think of their blood
stoned days.
You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood.
The hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts,
Nights in chinatown howling at night.
Allen baby, why so jaded？
Have the boys all grown up and their beauty faded？
Billy, what a saint they've made you,
Just like mary down in mexico on all souls' day.
You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood.
Cool junk booting madmen, street minded girls
In harlem howling at night.
What a tear stained shock of the world,
You've gone away without saying goodbye.
7.I'm Not The Man
It crawls on his back, won't ever let him be.
Stares at the walls until the cinder blocks can breathe.
His eyes have gone away, escaping over time.
He rules a crowded nation inside his mind.
He knows that night like his hand.
He knows every move he made.
Late shift, the bell that rang, a time card won't fade.
10：05 his truck pulled home.
10：05 he climbed his stair, about the time he was accused of
being there.
But i'm not the man.
He goes free as i wait on the row for the man to test the rope
he'll slip around my throat...
And silence me.
On the day he was tried no witnesses testified.
Nothing but evidence, not hard to falsify.
His own confession was a prosecutor's prize,
Made up of fear, of rage and of outright lies.
But i'm not the man.
He goes free as the candle vigil glows, as they burn my clothes.
As the crowd cries, 'hang him slow!' and i feel my blood go
cold, he goes free.
Call out the kkk, they're wild after me.
And with that frenzied look of half-demented zeal,
They'd love to serve me up my final meal.
Who'll read my final rite and hear my last appeal？
Who struck this devil's deal？
8.Jezebel
[ cello：larry corbett／violin：bruce dukov／viola：pamela
goldsmith／violin：ralph morrison (quartet arranged and conducted
by paul buckmaster) ]
To think of my task is chilling.
To know i was carefully building the mask i was wearing for two
years, swearing i'd tear it off.
I've sat in the dark explaining to myself that i'm straining too
hard for feelings i ought to find easily.
Called myself jezebel.
I don't believe.
Before i say that the vows we made weigh like a stone in my
heart.
Family is family, don't let this tear us apart.
You lie there, an innocent baby.
I feel like the thief who is raiding your home, entering and
breaking and taking in every room.
I know your feelings are tender and that inside you the embers
still glow.
But i'm a shadow, i'm only a bed of blackened coal.
Call myself jezebel for wanting to leave.
I'm not saying i'm replacing love for some other word to
describe the sacred tie that bound me to you.
I'm just saying we've mistaken one for thousands of words.
And for that mistake, i've caused you such pain that i damn that
word.
I've no more ways to hide that i'm a desolate and empty, hollow
place inside.
I'm not saying i'm replacing love for some other word to
describe the sacred tie that bound me to you.
I'm not saying love's a plaything.
No, it's a powerful word, inspired by strong desire to bind
myself to you.
How i wish that we never had tried to be man and his wife, to
weave our lives into a blindfold over both our eyes.
9.Like The Weather
The color of the sky as far as i can see is coal grey.
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again.
With a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
A quiver in my lips as if i might cry.
Well by the force of will my lungs are filled and so i breathe.
Lately it seems this big bed is where i never leave.
Shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
Quiver in my voice as i cry,
'what a cold and rainy day. where on earth is the sun hid away.'
I hear the sound of a noon bell chime.
Now i'm far behind.
You've put in 'bout half a day
While here i lie
With a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
A quiver in my lip as if i might cry,
'what a cold and rainy day. where on earth is the sun hid away？'
Do i need someone here to scold me
Or do i need someone who'll grab and pull me out of this four
poster dull torpor pulling downward.
For it is such a long time since my better days.
I say my prayers nightly this will pass away.
The color of the sky is grey as i can see through the blinds.
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again
With a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
A quiver in my voice as i cry,
'what a cold and rainy day. where on earth is the sun hid away？'
I shiver, quiver, and try to wake.
10.Noah's Dove
You won a prize for that,
For telling lies like that
So well that i believed it.
And i never felt cheated.
You were the chosen one,
The pure eyes of noah's dove.
Choir boys and angels
Stole your lips and your halo.
In your reckless mind,
You act as if you've got more lives.
In your reckless eyes, you only have time and your love of
danger
To it your no stranger.
In that august breeze
Of those forgotten trees,
Your time was set for leaving,
Come a colder season.
In your reckless mind,
You act as if youe got more lives
In your reckless eyes,
It's never too late for a chance to seize some final breath of
freedom.
Very, so very wise.
Don't reveal it. i'm tired, tired of knowing
Where it is you're going.
In your reckless mind,
You act as if you've got more lives.
In your reckless eyes,
It's never too late for your love of danger
To it you're no stranger.
In your reckless mind,
You act as if you've got more lives.
In your reckless eyes, it's never too late
For a chance to seize some
Final breath of freedom
11.Stockton Gala Days
That summer fields grew high with foxglove stalks and ivy.
Wild apple blossoms everywhere.
Emerald green like none i have seen apart from dreams that
escape me.
There was no girl as warm as you.
How i've learned to please, to doubt myself in need,
You'll never, you'll never know.
The summer fields grow high.
We made garland crowns in hiding, pulled stems of flowers from
my hair.
Blue in the stream like none i have seen apart from dreams that
escape me.
There was no girl as bold as you.
How i've learned to please, to doubt myself in need,
You'll never, you'll never know.
You'll never know.
Violet serene like none i have set apart from dreams that escape
me.
There was no girl as warm as you.
How i've learned to please, to doubt myself in need.
You'll never, you'll never know.
You'll never know.
That summer fields grow high.
We had wildflower fever.
We had to lay down where they grow.
How i've learned to hide, how i've locked inside, you'd be
surprised if shown.
But you'll never, you'll never know.
12.These Are Days
These are days you'll remember.
Never before and never since, i promise, will the whole world be
warm as this.
And as you feel it, you'll know it's true that you are blessed
and lucky.
It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and
bloom in you.
These are days you'll remember.
When may is rushing over you with desire to be part of the
miracles you see in every hour.
You'll know it's true that you are blessed and lucky.
It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and
bloom in you.
These are days.
These are the days you might fill with laughter until you break.
These days you might feel a shaft of light make its way across
your face.
And when you do you'll know how it was meant to be.
See the signs and know their meaning.
It's true, you'll know how it was meant to be.
Hear the signs and know they're speaking to you, to you.
13.Trouble Me
music：dennis drew
words：natalie merchant
Trouble me, disturb me with all your cares and you worries.
Trouble me on the days when you feel spent.
Why let your shoulders bend underneath this burden when my back
is sturdy and strong？
Trouble me.
Speak to me, don't mislead me, the calm i feel means a storm is
swelling;
There's no telling where it starts or how it ends.
Speak to me, why are you building this thick brick wall to
defend me when your silence is my greatest fear？
Why let your shoulders bend underneath this burden when my back
is sturdy and strong？
Speak to me.
Let me have a look inside these eyes while i'm learning.
Please don't hide them just because of tears.
Let me send you off to sleep with a 'there, there, now stop your
turning and tossing.'
Let me know where the hurt is and how to heal.
Spare me？ don't spare me anything troubling.
Trouble me, disturb me with all your cares and you worries.
Speak to me and let our words build a shelter from the storm.
Lastly, let me know what i can mend.
There's more, honestly, than my sweet friend, you can see.
Trust is what i'm offering if you trouble me.
14.What's The Matter Here
That young boy without a name i'd know his face.
In this city the kid's my favorite.
I've seen him. i see him every day.
Seen him run outside looking for a place to hide from his
father,
The kid half naked and said to myself 'o, what's the matter
here？'
I'm tired of the excuses everbody uses, he's their kid i stay
out of it,
But who gave you the right to do this？
We live on morgan street;
Just ten feet between and his mother, i never see her,
But her screams and cussing, i hear them every day.
Threats like： 'if you don't mind i will beat on your behind,'
'slap you, slap you silly.'
Made me say, 'o, what's the matter here？'
I'm tired of the excuses everybody uses, he's your kid, do as
you see fit,
But get this through that i don't approve of what you did to you
own flesh and blood.
'if you don't sit on this chair straight
I'll take this belt from around my waist and don't think that i
won't use it!'
Answer me and take your time,
What could be the awful crime he could do at such young an age？
If i'm the only witness to your madness offer me some words to
balance out what i see and what i hear.
All these cold and rude things that you do i suppose you do
because he belongs to you
And instead of love, the feel of warmth you've given him these
cuts and sores won't heal with time or age.
I want to say 'what's the matter here？'
But i don't dare say.
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