1.Sisters Of Avalon
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
Felt someone calling me into the howling of the wind.
I heard the reflection of a sound echoing through my skin..
and a distant drum rumbling under ground gently guides me on..
through my wild heart.. whispering to me...
The Sisters of Avalon...Sisters of Avalon...Sisters of Avalon...
She is awakening in dark swells and mystery.
Unbridled night mares powerful and running free.
You could still her cries reverberating through the trees..
for the trapled flowers, the daughters of eve,
The Sisters of Avalon...Sisters of Avalon...Sisters of Avalon...
..They brought her in in a new white dress..
but the stain left an ache on her mother's breast..
now all that's left are the ghostly steps from a distant
corridor..
And a distant drum rumbling under ground gently guides me..
through my wild heart.. whispering to me...
The Sisters of Avalon...Sisters of Avalon... come on sisters...
come on sisters
2.Ballad Of Cleo And Joe
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
Every day the clock kicks off the beat.
Little Joe struggles just to get up on his feet.
Waits in his platforms for the right train to come.
Sipping his coffee another day has begun..
Little Joe got work for minimum wage.
Tries to get through another dead beat day.
At five a clock he comes home to change,
Takes him many hours just to rearrange..
And he works his body just to be somebody.
There's a woman in the mirror looking like a dream.
And he works his body..and he feels somebody..
And the working boy becomes a dancing queen.
Every night the DJ kicks off the beat.
Little Cleo's jumping just to get up on her feet.
Waits in her platforms for the right song to come.
Sipping her cocktail another night has begun.
And he works his body just to be somebody.
There's a woman in the mirror looking like a dream.
And he works his body..and he feels somebody..
And the working boy becomes a dancing queen.
Every morning the clock kicks off the beat.
Little Joe struggles jus to get up on his feet.
Waits in his platforms for the right train to come...
3.Fall Into Your Dreams
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
Little baby in my shoulder i could fall into your dreams..
Wrap myself up all around you till you don't know what it means.
Don't lie shrugging your shoulders now like i shouldn't stare.
Don't sigh so deep.
Are you the kind of man that i hoped you would or wouldn't be？
Maybe baby's gone to sleep..Maybe baby's gone to sleep.
Pull myself a little closer, i could feel your body breath.
Hear the pulsing of my heartbeat rhyming rhythums endlessly.
If i could catch three wishes from a falling star, one i would
keep..
And two i would put on your pillow with a lullaby..
Maybe baby's gone to sleep.. Maybe baby's gone...
Hold on to a thought at the end of the day..
Someday we'll be watching the clouds as they're drifting away.
Any you might think about leaving, but i'll always stay.
Little baby in my shoulder i could fall into your dreams..
Wrap myself up all around you till you don't know what it means.
I could fall into your dreams..I could fall into your dreams..
Maybe baby's gone to sleep...
4.You Don't Know
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
You don't know where you belong..
You should be more careful as you follow blindly along..
You just need to belong somehow.
Relying on rhetoric.. not well versed on topics..
Any idea what your talking about？
Revisions in history fair well in some company
But don't shove that bullshit down my throat
You don't know where you belong..
You should be more careful as you follow blindly along..
To find something to swear to..
Till you don't know what's right from wrong
You just need to belon. somehow.
Left suppresses right right suppresses left,
So what's left, and what's right？
You're told what to wear, your're told what to like
It'd be nice if you'd think for yourself sometime, but you
don't.
Now you don't know where you belong..
You should be more careful as you follow blindly along..
...Mix sheer hypocracy with mediocrity you'll play it safe every
time-
So life turns up empty and you're so dissatisfied
Who are you blaming this time？ dont you know？
5.Love To Hate
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
Fashon fascists out in droves, some with powder up their nose..
And the money men who had to steal away.
Telling stories who they've had.
Who's a no count, who looks bad.
like you.. like you？ No
I love to hate you..I love to hate you...I really do.
Playing games with peoples lives, change the rules when stakes
are high.
All the vampires come out at night to play..
Things are different today, that is always what you say.
Well maybe so, exceptt for people like you..
like you, like you？ No.
I love to hate you..
Look around you can't look down.
You might miss out on what you think is cool...you fool.
I've decided who i am, in this breef experience
And if it's worth spending your precious time on me.
My friend Mel he could relate, told me once i love to hate.
I get so hot the words get stuck..
Stuck like you..like you..like you？ No.
I love to hate you...
It's not just the clothes that you wear,
Or the way you do your hair
It's just you.
6.Hot Gets A Little Cold
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Catherine Russell
Heaven, you say it could be heaven..but i don't really know..
Lovers come and go..when hot gets a little cold.
Infatuation is just the great anticipation..
of starring in that picture show..
Lets wait until the credits roll..
when hot gets a little cold
I could get carried away but not anymore.
What was it i heard you say you love me 'cause i'm strong,
I hope that you're not wrong.
Heaven, you say it could be heaven, bell i don't really know
I'll try not to let it show when hot gets a little cold..
When hot gets a little cold..when hot gets a little cold...
7.Unhook The Stars
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
Just when everything in order an good, things fall apart.
Just when life should be resolving i'm back at the beginnng,
And it comes back to the heart..
I'm not really sad..i'm not runningm i'm looking..
Did i tell you i've saved all your letters and cards..
There's just nothing left for me to do here but unhook the
stars...
Do you remember when i told you all that i could,
And it seemed like too much -
Well i was living your life hoping you'd never fall..
If i held on tight enough..
And letting go now is like a parsport to anywhere..
With time on my hands i can make a new start..
I just did'nt want to stay here and unhook the stars
I just did'nt want to stay here and unhook the stars
Don't worry for me it's just i'm inspired
Waiting in the wings made me drunk with possibility
It rivals my memories...
8.Searching
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
Feel like i'm crawling on my belly,
Longing and glad..excited at prospects, humbled and mad.
Needy as a baby..I just need a helpin' hand..
Hold me like a cradle with a touch you might understand..
I'm searchin'..I'm searchin'...
There i go jumping out of my skin.
Wound a little tight.
Have to throw these covers down to get some sleep tonight.
Tuck my heart in your pocket.
My dreams are insecure.
I could drink you to the marrow and still cry out for more..
'cause i'm searching..I'm searching...
And sometimes i feel like i'm just flying blind..
And i can't help myself..and i can't stop myself...
9.Say A Prayer
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
Say a prayer for all the souls in bloom cut down far too soon..
Under the scarlet moon..under the scarlet moon...say a prayer..
So, what are you weaving
there marionette keepin' your balance by a siggle thread..
Keepin' your heart strings tight and pure all you can muster
And nothing more, and nothing more
Until you're sore and still you're sore when do you soar...
Sometimes justice is the line you walk or sign..
But justice is complex and a matter of time
Sometimes it's hanging in the balance or
dancing in the shadow like a silhouette
So what are you weaving there marionette..
so what are you weaving there marionette..
Say a prayer for all the souls in bloom cut down far too soon..
Under the scarlet moon..under the scarlet moon...say a prayer..
Some people get a sadness so long
they just go on thinking it's a natural thing
Some people throw their hands in the sky and
they wonder why god don't reply
Well it's a strange, strange time all our friends dropping like
flies
Everything that's come to pass all the time we thought would
last
Well i'll just button my coat and cover my neck
I got barely enough time to catch my breath..
All these pictures i can't forget..
It can fill your cup with regret.. it can fill your cup with
regret..
Say a prayer, for all the souls in bloom
Say a prayer.. say a prayer...
10.Mother
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
Over land and over sea
She reaches out to me
Weaving and threading the loom
From womb to womb
Slaves and merchants
Pilgrims and thieves
Felt her hand and charted skys
By following her moon Mother.. Mother.. Mother...
Some came and built with stone and bone
Some planted fields on promised land
And harvested their dreams, then disappeared
As generations lose their memory
I'll try and remind my heart..
And hope that it will set me free
Mother.. Mother.. Mother...
Condemning my true nature
I stood outside of myself.. outside of myself
Conditioning is what made me
Lose sight of myself.. lose sight of myself
..Lose sight
Ravens cry out, tides pull in
Somehow she replenishes..giving birth again Mother.. Mother..
Mother...
11.Fearless
Lyrics：Cyndi Lauper
Music：Cyndi Lauper
Sometimes i'm afraid when you go
Sometimes i'm afraid when you come home
Underneath it all..
I think i'm afraid when there's nothing wrong
But if i was fearless..
Could i be your reckless friend
And if i was helpless..
Could you be the one comes rushing in
There's something that i never told
When find myself slipping off my pedastal
I'm a fierce believer afraid to fall
But if i was fearless..
Could i be your reckless friend
And if i was helpless..
Could you be the one comes rushing in
Sometimes i'm afraid of the dark
I can't find the light in my heart
I can see my hand pushing away
hard as i can
But if i was fearless..
Could i be your reckless friend
And if i was helpless..
Could you be the one comes rushing in
Sometimes i'm afraid when you go...
12.Brimstone And Fire
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
I met a woman at the laundry mat
She left her sock in my dryer
I met a woman in a yellow cap
It said brimstone and fire
I said is this luck？ with just a glance
She smiled, and i rhought, is this a sign？
From above or below？.. oh no..brimstone..
Brimstone and fire...
The next week at the cinema
She put her hand on my shoulder
She almost kissed me walking home
And i did'nt even scold her
Then i said where's this leading with just a heavy sigh
I quickened my pace and she was following
As if her heart would never tire
Brimstone and fire, brimstone and fire...
Now we have dinner every saturday
I make spaghetti, she brings cake
I make spaghetti with tomato sauce
Because thats all i can make
And when she lights the candles
I think, here we go
But it's so pleasant after all
And i say very low
Don't forget to light the fire
Brimstone and fire
Brimstone and fire
Brimstone and fire
13.Early Christmas Morning
Written：Cyndi Lauper／Jan Pulsford
Listen to the children sing
Watch them dancing all 'round the Christmas tree ...
Waiting for the opening
Early Christmas morning ...
All around the world is sleeping
Little children there's no peeping
Wait and see what Santa's bringing
Early Christmas morning ...
Icicles and breakfast cakes ...
Friends and family we will celebrate
Sounds that joy and laughter make
Early Christmas morning ...
All around and far off places
Angels waken smiling faces
Wrapping us with love and graces
Early Christmas morning ...
Early Christmas morning ...
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