Before we begin, thank you Thank you, oh thank you, thank you Thank you I'm not a bad person, I don't drink and I don't kill I've got no evil habits and I probably never will I don't sing like Elvis Presley, I can't dance like Fred Astaire But there's one thing in my favor, I'm a millionaire (What, that's beautiful) And I got more money than a horse has hairs 'Cause my rich old uncle died and answered all my prayers But having all this money is gonna bring me down If you ain't with me honey to help me spread it around I could get myself a nose job, I could diet for a year But I'll never be Robert Redford 'cause I'm much too fond of beer Please don't misunderstand me, it's not love I'm trying to buy It's just I got all this here money and I'm a pretty ugly guy But I got more money than a horse has hairs 'Cause my rich old uncle died and answered all my prayers But having all this money is gonna bring me down If you ain't with me honey to help me spread it around I don't mind if you love me for my money If you love me for whatever else I've got But 'xceptin' all this stuff I'm alone in Fort Knox I don't guess I'm doing all that hot But I got more money than a horse has hairs 'Cause my rich old uncle died and answered all my prayers But having all this money is gonna bring me down If you ain't with me honey to help me spread it around (Money money...) Hey you, come here babe, stop crying Put a quarter in the jukebox

There is a hollowness: shape without form. Hallowed and concentric circles splayed against a canvas Deep red, veins in hand with epitomes and documents of what has ceased to be. What was leased to me...? A dying light in fragile arms? An art amidst your victory march for me to chase; for me to run? For me to torment you and I until we fall again; Amidst a calm and cooling breeze, Amidst our spiritual dis-ease as our shadows stretch across the land? This is the twilight of my very oeuvre, or so I fear. I fear the end is near, as though time itself were befit by grace to crawl and to walk, To seethe as fit with entropy. But, surely this is but a heinous vision? The order is so very apparent, still. Order out of Chaos... I feel as though I've fallen short. The myriad of misanthropes I've slain and had reborn, The rising tide of shedded skin that by my hands was wrought, The countless names and faces of a destitute and witless being all discarded by the Way. O', what a pity it may be to balk at one's mortality For within but a blink all is naught but dust and ash, Soil and smoke, oil and water, And the whispering of the winds As they propagate the flames. "Still, a temple stands amidst the smoulders, does it not? Did you not think that the Pilgrim's Way would be fraught With the trials and the tests of your hopes and fears laid bare upon the rocks? What great cowardice is on display, with your writhing and your self-dismay! Are you a man, are you a mouse? Or are you but a foolish child Who's come to cry out in the middle of the night? Or is it that you're divine? Born to live and born to die as the waxing and the waning of the tides. Have you come to cry? Have you come to revel in the imposition of your Exile? Tell me, Pilgrim... What is it that you seek? Because it's all so simple. Can't you see?" O', what are the chances That I would come to see with such great ease? O', so blind and weary, perspective seems so out of reach. O', what are the chances That I would come to keep a realisation held so near and deep for more than a day? I might find balance. I might find ecstasy. But I won't. So as it transpires, I'll go the only way I know, To the sea, to the song. I shall be lured unto the rocks to fall and to fail, To seek to no avail. This dance, I'll do no more, Of time's unending waltz. I've sought to no avail, I have tried and I have failed. So, this dance I'll do no more, Of time's unending waltz.

Its the last waltz The last waltz with you But that dont mean The dance is over Its the last waltz The last waltz was through But that dont mean That the party is over Oh, the last waltz The last waltz with you But that dont mean The dance is over Its the last waltz The last waltz The last waltz was through But that dont mean That the party is over.

The machine of a dream Such a clean machine With the pistons a pumpin' And the hubcaps all gleam When I'm holding your wheel All I hear is your gear With my hand on your grease gun Ooh, it's like a disease, son I'm in love with my car Got a feel for my automobile Get a grip on my boy-racer Rollbar Such a thrill when your radials squeal Told my girl I'd have to forget her Rather buy me a new carburetor So, she made tracks, saying "This is the end now" "Cars don't talk back" "They're just four-wheeled friends, now" When I'm holding your wheel All I hear is your gear When I'm cruisin' in overdrive Don't have to listen To no run-of-the-mill talk jive I'm in love with my car (In love with my car, in love with my car) Got a feel for my automobile I'm in love with my car (In love with my car, in love with my car) String back gloves in my automo-love

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah You're taking all my sunshine away Making out like you're the main line (I knew that) 'Cause you're a cool cat Tapping on the toe with a new hat Ooh, just cruising Driving along with the swing king Feeling the beat of my heart Feeling the beat of my heart Ooh, you're a cool cat Coming on strong with all the chit chat Ooh, you're alright Hanging out and stealing all the limelight Messing with the beat of my heart Ooh, messing with the beat of my heart, yeah You used to be a mean kid Ooh, making such a deal of life Ooh, you were wishing and hoping And waiting to really hit the big time But did it happen, happen? No, you're speeding to fast, slow down Slow down, you'd better slow down, slow down You really know how to set the mood And you really get inside the groove Cool cat Tapping on the toe with a new hat Ooh, just cruising Driving along like the swing king Feeling the beat of my heart Feeling the beat of my heart, yeah Feeling the beat of my heart Can you feel it? Feeling the beat of my heart, yeah, yeah Feeling the beat of my heart Ooh, ooh, feeling, feeling Feeling ev'ry feeling