Farewell to you, my own true love There were many fare thee wells I am bound for California A place I know right well So fare thee well, my own true love When I return united we will be It's not the leaving of Liverpool that's grieves me But my darling when I think of thee I have signed on a Yankee Clipper ship Davy Crockett is her name And the Captain's name is Burgess And they say that she's a floating Hell I have sailed with Burgess once before And I think I know him well If a man's a sailor, he can get along If not, then he's sure in Hell Oh the ship is in the harbour, love And I wish I could remain For I know it will be a long, long time Before I see you again

You never know just what you've got Till it's slipping through your fingers Never know just what you've got Till it's gone with the wind And you never miss your shadow Till there's no one left beside you You never miss your shadow Till you're alone, alone in the dark You never know just what will break you Till you're picking up the pieces Never know just what will break you Till your world, it falls apart Never know how small your voice is Till you're screaming at the silence Never know how small your voice is Till you're arguing, arguing with God But I saw Death's face today As he led my friend away I saw Death's face today As he cast his shadow over me I saw Death's face today As he led my friend away So I'll ask who I gotta pay To bring him back, bring him back to me Bring him back to me You never know the words you should've said until they're all you're left with Until the dirt is falling and the guilt, it burns your bones And we ask the biggest question: why the fuck did this all happen? Who on Earth deserves this? And what the hell do we do now? So we live like we have lost, and we love like we are broken And as the colour leaves the sky, we're left in reverence of the frailty of it all

(Drew Womack/Tom Douglas) The autumn leaves they rush outside my window Like they've got something so important they must do Sara will be home now any minute She likes her third grade teacher and looks So much like you I struck a match to light the furnace in the hallway I could smell the summer dust burning in the vent It's just another thing that brings Your memory back to me I think that Sara knows I'm troubled By that scent, she reads my mind I'm just fine 'til the end of September Then I remember losing you October '89 If I live in the past, there's no future I'm looking forward to leaving October behind There's a girl I really like down at the office Me and Sara asked her out for New Year's Eve It made me cry when I told her all about us But Sara says there's nothing wrong with me It just takes time I'm just fine 'til the end of September Then I remember losing you October '89 If I live in the past, there's no future I'm looking forward to leaving October behind All things work for good Has become my favorite verse Sara told me that they would But when the nights get cold And the leaves turn rust and gold That's when your memory hurts I'm just fine 'til the end of September Then I remember losing you October '89 If I live in the past, there's no future I'm looking forward to leaving October behind

I am Francisco Vasquez Garcia I am welcome to Almeria We have sin gas and con leche We have fiesta and feria We have the song of the chochona We have brandy and half corona And Leonardo and his accordione And calamari and macaroni Come all you rambling boys of pleasure And ladies of easy leisure We must say adios until we see Almeria once again There is a minstrel, there you see And he stoppeth one in three He whispers in this one's ear "Will you kindly kill a dog for me" Now he has won chochona in the bingo All the town has watched this crazy gringo As he pulls off the doll's head laughing And miraldo throws its body in the sea Come all you rambling boys of pleasure And ladies of easy leisure We must say adios until we see Almeria once again El vienticinco de agosto Abrio sus ojos Jaime Fearnley Pero el bebe cinquante Gin-campari Y se tendio para cerrarlos Y Costello el rey del America Y suntuosa Cait O Riordan Non rompere mes colliones Los gritos fuera de las casas Come all you rambling boys of pleasure And ladies of easy leisure We must say adios until we see Almeria once again

In the rosy parks of England we'll sit and have a drink Of VP wine and cider 'til we can hardly think And we'll go where the spirits take us, to Heaven or to Hell And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well Going transmetropolitan (yep-ay-aye) From the dear old streets of King's Cross to the doors of the ICA Going transmetropolitan (yep-ay-aye) We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite And I'm not going home tonight (yep-ay-aye, yep-ay-aye) From Brixton's lovely boulevards to Hammersmith's sightly shores We'll scare the Camden Palace poofs and worry all the whores There's lechers up in Whitehall and queers in the GLC And when we've done those bastards in, we'll storm the BBC Going transmetropolitan (yep-ay-aye) From Surrey Docks to Somers Town with a KMRIA Going transmetropolitan (yep-ay-aye) We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite And I'm not going home tonight (yep-ay-aye, yep-ay-aye) From a five-pound bet in William Hills to a Soho sex-shop dream From a fried egg in Valtaro's to a Tottenham Court Road ice cream We'll spew and lurch, get nicked, on the way we'll kill and maim When you haven't got a penny, boys, it's all the bloody same Going transmetropolitan (yep-ay-aye) From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve, to the beauty that's Mill Lane Going transmetropolitan (yep-ay-aye) We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite And I'm not going home tonight (yep-ay-aye, yep-ay-aye) This town has done us dirty, this town has bled us dry We've been here for a long time and we'll be here 'til we die So we'll finish off the leavings of blood and glue and beer And burn this bloody city down in the summer of the year Going transmetropolitan (yep-ay-aye) From Arlington House with a two bob bit to the Scottish shores today Going transmetropolitan (yep-ay-aye) We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite And I'm not going home tonight (yep-ay-aye) (Yep-ay-aye, yep-ay-aye)

Okay, time for sayonara So long, Yankee break my heart There's nothing left for us to say now Even the best friends gotta part I walked into a nearest bar I sat and looked towards the sea I wandered drunken down the beach The waves just whispered misery She had a red, red scarf around her neck Her eyes were green, her hair was black She had a red, red scarf around her neck Her eyes were green, her hair was black Ooh, she gave me Mekong Whiskey Ooh, she gave me Hong Kong Flu Ooh, she gave me Mekong Whiskey Put me on a breeze to Katmandu Som-yat-zu, som-yat-zu Som-yat-zu, som-yat-zu I got new papers in a bordello With some Luckies and my ID My heart was pounding like a hammer Thai, Thai, Thai, Thai, Thai, I am free She kissed me softly on the lips She took my hand without a sound This was our happy ever after So motherfucker kiss the ground She had a red, red scarf around her neck Her eyes were green, her hair was black She had a red, red scarf around her neck Her eyes were green, her hair was black Ooh, she gave me Mekong Whiskey Ooh, she gave me Hong Kong Flu Ooh, she gave me Mekong Whiskey Put me on a breeze to Katmandu Ooh, she gave me Mekong Whiskey Ooh, she gave me Hong Kong Flu Ooh, she gave me Mekong Whiskey Put me on a breeze to Katmandu Put me on a breeze to Katmandu Put me on a breeze to Katmandu