Time to Jam - Angelica

To be someone must be a wonderful thing A famous footballer or rock singer Or a big film star Yes, I think I would like that To be rich and have lots of fans Have lots of girls, to prove That I'm a man And be number one And liked by everyone Getting drugged up with my trendy friends They really dig me, man And I dig them And the bread I spend Is like my fame Its quickly diminished And there's no more swimming in a guitar-shaped pool No more reporters At my beck and call No more Cocaine Now it's only ground chalk No more taxis Now we'll have to walk But didn't we have a nice time? Didn't we have a nice time? Oh, wasn't it such a fine time? I realise I should have stuck to my guns Instead of shit out to be one of the bastard sons And lose myself I know it was wrong But it's cost me a lot There's no more drinking When the club shuts down I'm out on my arse With the rest of the clowns It's really frightening Without a bodyguard So I stay confined to my lonely room But didn't we have a nice time? Didn't we have a nice time? Oh, wasn't it such a fine time? To be someone must be a wonderful thing

Cold wind blows on the soles of my feet Heaven knows nothing of me And I'm lost, nowhere to go Oh, when I was a kid Oh, how magic it seemed Oh, please let me sleep, it's Christmastime Flowered winds was where I lived Thought you burned, not froze for your sins I'm so tired, and cold Oh, when I was a kid Oh, how magic it seemed Oh, please let me sleep, it's Christmastime Oh... oh, when I was a kid Oh, how magic it seemed Oh, please let me sleep, it's Christmastime Oh... oh, when I, if I was a kid Oh, how magic it seemed Oh, please let me dream, it's Christmastime

Paint a picture, using only gray Light your pillow, lay back, watch the flames I tell a story, no one listen that long It's hard to imagine, it's hard to imagine Tear into yourself, cuttings on your arm Heart-a-beatin', tickin' like a bomb After having seen all that they saw It's hard to imagine, it's hard to imagine Things were different then All is different now I tried to explain, somehow Things were different then All is different now I tried to explain, somehow Things were different then All is different now I tried to explain, I hope this works somehow Things were different then All is different now I tried to explain, oh, somehow

He could've tuned in, tuned in but he tuned out A bad time, nothing could save him Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree The wind rose up, set him down on his knee A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw Delivered him wings, "Hey, look at him now" Arms wide open with the sea as his floor Oh, power, oh He's flying Whole High, wide, oh He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere But first he was stripped, and then he was stabbed By faceless men, well, fuckers He still stands And he still gives his love, he just gives it away The love he receives is the love that is saved And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky A human being that was given to fly Flying Oh-oh High, flying Oh-oh He's flying Oh, high Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

O mio babbino caro Mi piace, è bello, bello Vo' andare in Porta Rossa A comperar l'anello! Sì, sì, ci voglio andare! E se l'amassi indarno Andrei sul Ponte Vecchio Ma per buttarmi in Amo! Mi struggo e mi tormento! O Dio, vorrei morir! Babbo, pietà, pietà! Babbo, pietà, pietà!