| Beautiful People |
| God |
| Cycles |
| I’m Dancing |
| Playing The Piano |
| Broken Dreams |
| Too Many Broken Hearts |
| Show Me |
| This Light |
| Keep It Inside |
| Today |
| Invisibility |
| It’s My Birthday |
| Hard Play |
| BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE |
| [Beautiful People,(You’re One Of The) Beautiful People. . .] |
| You’ve Got It Easy |
| Oh Yes, You Do |
| Anything You Want |
| It’s Waiting For You. . . |
| Money, Clothes, And Cars, |
| Anywhere You Wanna Go – – |
| You Never Have To Work For It – – |
| This I Know. . . |
| (‘Cause You’re) One Of The Beautiful People |
| In A Class Of Your Own |
| And You’re One Of The Beautiful People |
| Everyone Wants To Take, Wants To Take You Home — |
| Everyone Wants To Take You Home. . . |
| Never Have To Feel The Pain |
| Just Live In Your Superficial World |
| You Never Have To Grow |
| And “Clones” Are All You Know |
| I Feel Sorry For You, When You’re One. . . |
| (CHORUS) |
| “Clueless” Is What You Are |
| And Heartless, And Heartless, |
| Will Get You Far |
| Maybe I Wasn’t Blessed, |
| But Somehow Beauty Seems To Be Less. . . |
| (Especially, When You’re One Of These. . .) |
| (CHORUS) |
| [Heartless, And Heartless. . ., Ad. Lib.] |
| GOD |
| You Made Me Meet Him, |
| You Made Me Love Him, |
| You Made Him Leave, |
| Then, You Hurt Him. . . |
| Why Not Just Kill Us? |
| Why Not, Oh, Why Not Just Kill Us Instead? |
| You Made Me Meet Him, |
| You Made Me Love Him, |
| You Made Him Leave, |
| Then, You Hurt Him. . . |
| Why Not Just Kill Us All? |
| Why Not Just Kill Us? |
| Why Not Just Kill Us Instead? |
| God, I Am So Furious With You, |
| I Could Just Slap Your Face, |
| God, I Am So Furious With You, |
| I Could Take Your Hair And Pull It, |
| With All My Might, |
| For All Eternity. . . |
| Why Not Just Kill Us? |
| Why Not Just Kill Us Instead? |
| You Made Me Meet Him, |
| You Made Me Love Him, |
| You Made Him Leave, |
| Then, You Hurt Him. . . |
| Why Not Just Kill Us? |
| Why Not, Oh, Why Not Just Kill Us Instead? |
| You Made Me Meet Him, |
| You Made Me Love Him, |
| You Made Him Leave, |
| Then, You Hurt Him. . . |
| Why Not, Oh, Why Not Just Kill Us Instead? |
| CYCLES |
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| I Don’t Know How |
| But I’m Graceful Now |
| Like A Swan Floating Out On The Water |
| I’m Proud & I’m Confident. . . |
| My Eyes Are Wider Now |
| They See Through The Clouds In The Sky |
| I Look Out Over The Ocean, |
| And I See Nothing For Miles And Miles. |
| Like The Water (A Motor) Turns Round & Round |
| Life Is A Cycle |
| It Keeps Repeating Itself, |
| Like The Wheels Spin Round & Round |
| Life Is A Cycle |
| But It’s Never Quite The Same. . . |
| It’s Just Different, |
| You Know, You Know, |
| It’s Just A Little Bit Different. . . |
| But That’s All. . . |
| I’m So Horny Right Now |
| I Think It’s This October Weather. . . |
| You Know I Could Just About Nail |
| Anything I See That Moves. . . |
| I Hate This Feeling; |
| It’s Like I’m Walking Around On A Leash. . . |
| I Have No Control Over It, |
| And We Think We’re Not Animals!!! |
| (CHORUS) |
| Everything, Everything, Everything’s A Cycle… |
| Everything, Everything, Even You’re A Cycle… |
| Life Is A Cycle… ad lib. ’till end |
| I’M DANCING |
| I’m Going To Try My Luck |
| With A Different Beat. (Oh-Yeah!) |
| Come With Me, |
| Into The Spotlight, |
| And We’ll Be Free. |
| Oh, Come On, |
| Let Yourself Go. |
| You Don’t Have To Be Afraid. (Don’t Have To Be Afraid!) |
| Soon You’ll Feel Your Heartbeat Race, |
| While You Listen To The Pumping Bass. |
| Then (I’ll, You’ll, We’ll) Be…. |
| Dancing, Oh I’m Dancing, (Dancing, You Wanna Be, . . .) |
| I Can’t Seem To |
| Keep My Feet On The Ground. (No!) |
| I’m Dancing, Oh I’m Dancing, |
| I’m Dancing, |
| I’m Dancing All Around. |
| Feel The Pulse Of The Rhythm |
| And You Might Find– |
| That You Never Want To Come Down. |
| Take My Hand And Lead Me To The Dancefloor, |
| ‘Cause That’s The Only Place I Want To Go. |
| (CHORUS) |
| Dance, Dance, C’mon |
| Dance, Dance, Work It, Work It! |
| I Wanna, Wanna, Wanna, Want To Dance, |
| I Wanna, Wanna, Wanna, Take That, |
| Take That, Take That Chance. . . |
| (CHORUS) |
| ad lib. ’till end |
| PLAYING THE PIANO (for Sam) |
| I’m In Control, |
| At Least I Think – – |
| Following The Rules, |
| All, So Carefully. . . |
| Trying Hard Not To Mess Up, |
| But Eventually, |
| Your Fingers Will Slip. |
| I’m Trying Hard To Let Go. . . |
| But The Music, (It Moves Me. . .) |
| The Music, (It Leads Me. . .) |
| The Music, (Controls Me. . .) |
| Like It Owns Me. . . |
| I’m Playing, The Piano – – |
| I’m Playing, The Piano – – |
| It’s Hard, |
| Just To Live. . . |
| Without Someone, |
| Always Bringing You Down. |
| Like The Old Song Goes, |
| You’ve Got To Keep Moving, |
| And Never Look Back – – |
| (REFRAIN & CHORUS) |
| BROKEN DREAMS |
| Taking One Step At A Time |
| Following A Dream. |
| Building A Life, Building Up Steam. |
| But Sometimes Things No Longer Work Out |
| And They Are Not What They Seemed. |
| Baby, I Don’t Want Us |
| To End Up As A Broken Dream (No, No) |
| But I Can’t Keep Giving Myself |
| If That’s What It Means |
| Can’t You Give Something Too? |
| (Oh, We’re Living In Broken Dreams) |
| (Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah. . .) |
| Love Is A Two Way Street |
| And Most Of The Time You Give More Than You Get. |
| But You Can’t Only Give Love, |
| You’ve Got To Receive It – – |
| You’ve Got To Believe In Each Other. . . |
| (CHORUS) |
| …Can’t You Give Something Back – – |
| Show Me You Love Me – |
| Make Me Feel Good, |
| Spend Some Time With Me, |
| Show Me I Can Trust You – – |
| And Show Me, |
| Oh, That You Love Me… |
| Don’t You Know We’re Living In A Broken Dream, |
| I Can’t Go On Treating You Like A Queen – – |
| We’re In The Middle Of A Broken Dream, |
| Oh, Yeah-Yeah. . . . |
| TOO MANY BROKEN HEARTS |
| Looking Into Your Eyes |
| I Can See The Depths Of Your Soul. |
| And When I Do, I See The Truth, |
| You Don’t Really Love Me, No! |
| Why Does Something So Right, |
| Feel So Wrong |
| I Can’t Explain. |
| And When You’re In My Arms, |
| All Of The Magic Is Gone, |
| What Am I Doing Wrong. . . |
| (I’ve Had) Too Many Broken Hearts |
| Too Many Broken Hearts |
| (Don’t You Know) (I’ve Had) |
| Too Many Broken Hearts |
| And Not Enough True Love. |
| I’m Going Away |
| And I Just Might Never Come Back |
| I Can’t Take All Of This Rejection |
| When Will I See The End. |
| How Will I Let Love In. |
| I Don’t Want To Live My |
| Life In A Shelter |
| But Maybe This Is The Answer. (Oh-No! No! No!) |
| I Could Stay Here All Day |
| Begging You To Stay. |
| You Know That I Don’t Want To Lose You. . . |
| …Too Many Broken Hearts |
| To Not Know What’s Going On. . . |
| I Don’t Know If I Can Take Much More Of This. . . |
| Well, You Can Make Me Want You, |
| Oh, And You Can Make Me Need You, |
| But You’ll Never, No You’ll Never, |
| Never, Break My Heart. . . |
| This Is Why….’Cause I’ve Had… |
| Too Many Broken Hearts, |
| I Don’t Know Where To Start Now Baby…Oh! |
| Too Many Broken Hearts, |
| I Don’t Know Where To Start To Put My Life Back Together. |
| (ad lib. ’till end) |
| SHOW ME |
| Take My Hands And Show Me The Way, |
| You Know I Never, No I Never, Never Done It This Way. |
| Take My Hands And Show Me The Way, |
| You Know I Never, No I Never, Never Done It This Way, |
| Oh Baby. . . |
| Take My Hands And Show Me The Way. Oh. . . |
| Baby You’re About To Fall In Love, |
| Oh, But It’s All That I Can Do – – |
| So, Take My Hands And Show Me The Way. . . |
| It’s All Right, |
| I Think I’m Gonna Be O.K. |
| It’s Just I’ve Never Been In Love Before. |
| It’s A Little Far From Where I’ve Been. |
| But Now You’re Here In My Heart |
| So Let’s Begin. . .C’mon. . . |
| (CHORUS) |
| Come On And Show Me, Come On And Show Me, |
| Show Me, Oh Come On And Show Me. . .Yeah |
| (CHORUS) |
| You Say You Want Me, You Need Me, You Love Me, |
| I Say, “Let’s Do It Again. . .” |
| I Say I Want You, I Need You, I Love You, |
| You Say, “Let’s Do It Again. . .” |
| You Say You Want Me, You Need Me, You Love Me, |
| I Say, “Let’s Do It Again!” |
| (CHORUS) |
| Come On and Show Me, |
| Oh Come On And Show Me. . . (Repeat, ad lib.) |
| Take, Take. . . |
| (CHORUS) |
| THIS LIGHT |
| I Used To Live Alone, |
| I Used To Cry By Myself. |
| But Things, Are Much Different Now – – |
| I’ve Found My Meaning, |
| I’ve Found My Strength, |
| Inside Of Myself. . . |
| (‘Cause. . .) |
| This Light, It’s So Hard To Find, |
| This Light, Is From Deep Inside. |
| This Light, Is So Far – – |
| But It Could Show You, |
| How To Listen, It Could Show You, |
| How To Try, It Could Show You, |
| What To Look For, It Can Show You – – |
| How To Try. |
| Oh, This Light!, Oh, This Light. . . |
| There’s A Little Light Inside Of You, |
| It Just Takes A While, To Find It. . . |
| But If You Listen, It Will Guide You Like A Star – – |
| (But,) |
| (CHORUS) |
| I Spent My Whole Life Searching, |
| For A Brand New Start. |
| But The Whole Time, |
| It Was Right In My Face. . . |
| (‘Cause – -) |
| (CHORUS) |
| (ad lib. ’till end) |
| KEEP IT INSIDE |
| Oh, Keep Those Feelings Inside. |
| Oh, Keep Those Feelings Inside, |
| There’s No Doubt About It, |
| I’m Learning Your Wicked Ways. |
| I’m Gonna Turn The Light Off, |
| And Try To Forget Those Days, |
| ‘Cause I’m Worried, (I’m Worried) |
| That You Might (That You Might) |
| Try And Pretend That You’re Me; |
| ‘Cause I Know That (Know That) |
| This Would (This Would) |
| Make You Feel Like You’re Me. . . |
| You’d Betta Run, You’d Betta Hide, |
| But Keep Your Feelings Inside |
| And Wipe That Look Off Your Face. . . |
| You’re Flying High Into The Sky, |
| But When You Start To Fall – – |
| I’ll Be There To Take Your Place. . . |
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| It’s Not That I Want The Power, |
| And It’s Not That I Need The Space, |
| It’s I’m Worried, (I’m Worried) |
| That You Might (You Might) |
| Try And Pretend That You’re Free; |
| ‘Cause I Know That, (Know That) |
| This Could (This Could) |
| Make You Feel Like You’re Me. . . |
| (CHORUS) |
| (Part II Of Chorus) |
| You Think You’re Smart To The Point, |
| That You’ve Figured It Out – – |
| The One Thing That’s In Your Way. |
| Before You Go, You Should Know; |
| Or That You’re Doing It Right… |
| Or, I’ll Be There To Set You Straight. |
| Oh, Keep Those Feelings Inside. . . (Repeat) |
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| Inside, Oh, Yeah Keep It Inside. . . (Repeat) |
| (ad lib. ’till end) |
| TODAY |
| I Look Around At All Humanity, |
| I Feel Lost In All Of It’s Insanity – – |
| Nowhere To Go To Escape, |
| No Use To Be Patient And Wait, |
| It Will Never Change. . . |
| I Think God Needs To Come Again, |
| And Set This Place Straight. . . |
| It’s The Only Way, |
| Oh, I Pray It Will Be All O.K. |
| Hope It Will Be Today, |
| I Hope It’ll Be Today, |
| ‘Cause My Heart, Is Aching, |
| My Heart, Oh Is Breaking. . . |
|
| Does God Mean Anything To Anyone Anymore? |
| Or, Are We So Full Of Hate? |
| Lost Our Faith. . . |
| What Is Our Fate? |
| (CHORUS) |
| Is This The Beginning, Or The End? |
| My Dreams Are Telling Me This, |
| My Dreams Are Showing Me This, |
| My Dreams Are Preparing Me For This, |
| My Dreams Are Telling Me This, |
| My Dreams Are Showing Me This, |
| My Dreams Are Making Me This, |
| Are We Just Dust In The Wind |
| In A Galaxy Full Of Stars And Gases? |
| We, |
| Need, |
| To Know. . . |
| INVISIBILITY |
| I Try Not To Think About It. |
| Maybe That Way, |
| It Will Go Away. . . |
| The Harder I Try, |
| The More It Eats Through Me, |
| Like Acid. . . |
| No One Knows Me, |
| None Knows Who I Am. |
| No One Can See Me, |
| No One Can Hurt Me. . . (Repeat) |
| Sometimes, I Wish |
| I Could Be Invisible, |
| So That No One Could See Me – – |
| I Could Go Anywhere I Wanted, |
| Unnoticed. |
| Like A Ghost, |
| Dead For Years. . . |
| Your Joke, |
| Was Real, |
| Was Fun, |
| Was Tired. |
| In Fact, It Was Real-Tired-Fun. |
| My Life Is Complex Enough – – |
| I Don’t Need To Add |
| Another Dimension. |
| (CHORUS) |
| (ad lib. ’till end) |
| IT’S MY BIRTHDAY |
| Many, Many Years Ago, |
| I Was Just A Twinkle In My Daddy’s Eyes – – |
| But Now 30 Years Latter, |
| I Want To Show You What’s It’s All About. . . |
| Because Tonight, |
| I Just Want To Celebrate. |
| I Want To Party All Night, |
| Until The Break Of Day |
| Hurry, Oh Hurry, |
| Oh, I Can’t Wait. . . |
| I Want To Live It Up! |
| I Want To Live It Up! |
| ‘Cause It’s My Birthday! |
| Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah… |
| I Don’t Want To Know What You Bought For Me, |
| You Know I Like To Be Surprised. |
| Maybe, It’s In The Bedroom – – |
| And Maybe, It’s Waiting For Me |
| In My Bed – – |
| Oh, Yeah, Yeah. . . |
| (REFRAIN) |
| It’s My Birthday! (It’s His Birthday) |
| H-Oh, Oh The Night Is Still Young – – |
| Oh, It’s My Birthday! (It’s His Birthday) |
| I Won’t Stop, |
| I Won’t Stop ‘Till I’m Done – – |
| My Baby. . . |
| Some People Say, |
| “You Can’t Have Your Cake And Eat It Too!” |
| Well, Let Me Tell You Hun’ – – |
| That Simply Just Isn’t True – – |
| Oh, I’ve Got A Candle That Needs Lighting. . . |
| But Since It’s My Birthday, |
| I Was Hoping It Could Get Blown Instead! |
| (REFRAIN & CHORUS) |
| I Won’t Stop Until I’m Done, Done, Done, |
| I Wanna Have Some Fun, Fun, Fun, |
| I Wanna Be The One, One, One, |
| Hugh!, You’d Better Be Good To Me! |
| ‘Cause It’s My Birthday, |
| Baby. . . |
| Background Vocals, Sing It!, Come ‘On – – |
| (Hurry, Hurry, Oh, I Can’t Wait,) |
| (Hurry, Hurry, Oh, I Can’t Wait,) |
| (Hurry, Hurry, Oh, I Can’t Wait. . .) |
| (REFRAIN & CHORUS) |
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| (ad lib. ’till end) |
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| HARD PLAY |
| My Oasis Is Drying Up |
| My Body And Mind Is Following Suit |
| I Need To Get Away, |
| I Need To Find Stimulation. |
| I Know It’s Going To Be Difficult |
| ‘Cause Good Things Don’t Come Easy |
| But This Is Between Life And Death |
| So I’d Better Get My Ass Moving. . . |
| And I, Oh I’ll Give Everything I’ve Got |
| And All That I Am |
| Just To Hard Play! |
| And I, Oh I Don’t Want To Throw It All Away |
| Come ‘On Give Me A Chance At Hard Play! |
| Maybe I Need A Lover, |
| Or Maybe I Just Need Someone To Love |
| Come ‘On Take Me To The River |
| I’m Gonna Make A Deposit At The Bank! |
| (CHORUS) |
| (ad lib. ’till end) |
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All songs written by Amphabian
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All songs published by Mainya Music Publishing (BMI)
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© 1998 by F.I. Thibodeaux. All rights reserved.
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