On the streets of this town - Steve Forbert

 I'll lock myself away and not face one more day

On the streets of this town

And all I've got to lose is a feelin' called the blues

And a little old frown

I signed your dotted line and did my best at tryin'

Givin' all I could give

And all I've gotten back is this feelin' that I lack

What I'm needing to live

And you say you don't see it

When a grown man starts to cry

You turn your face away

And you walk on by

I found myself a girl who brightened up my world

From December to May

And the ran off with Jim, but I'll defer to him

And his purple beret

'Cause he knows how to wheel and deal and not to feel

When he's knockin' you down

And I know he'll succeed, 'cause that's just what you need

On the streets of this town

And you say you don't see it

When a grown man starts to cry

You turn your face away

And you walk on by, hey yeah

I'll lock myself away and not face one more day

On the streets of this town

And all I've got to lose is a feelin' called the blues

That's been going around

I fit your crazy norm and wore your uniform

Where you told me to go

And got back in return, this here feelin' that I've learned

What the Indians know

And you say you don't see it

When a grown man starts to cry

You turn your face away

And you walk on by, by, by

Everybody loves somebody - Dean Martin

 Everybody loves somebody sometime
 Everybody falls in love somehow
 Something in your kiss just told me
 My sometime is now

 Everybody finds somebody someplace
 There's no telling where love may appear
 Something in my heart keeps sayin'
 My someplace is here

 If I had it in my power
 I'd arrange for every girl to have your charms
 Then every minute, every hour
 Every boy would find what I found in your arms

 Everybody loves somebody sometime
 And although my dream was overdue
 Your love made it well worth waiting
 For someone like you

Holiday - Green Day

 Say, hey!

 Hear the sound of the falling rain
 Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
 The shame
 The ones who died without a name

 Hear the dogs howling out of key
 To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
 And bleed, the company lost the war today

 I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
 This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
 On holiday

 Hear the drum pounding out of time
 Another protester has crossed the line (Hey!)
 To find, the money's on the other side

 Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
 There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)
 A gag, a plastic bag on a monument

 I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
 This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
 On holiday

 (Hey!)
 (Say, hey!)