Crazy Little
World Play Song
She’s got a handful of reasons
To send me on my way
I’ve got one good reason
For beggin’ her to stay
She’s the spring in my step
The smile on my lips
Oh, she’s the light of my day
We’ve got a syncopated rhythm
She plays laughter in my heart
I’ll be singin’ them sad ol’ blues
If we should ever part
She’s my left hand
She’ my right hand
She’s my shadow in the dark
Chorus:
If this crazy little world would just
stand still
I could drink of her
I could drink of her
I could drink of her
Until I get my fill
But the future checks the past
As the sand sifts through the hourglass
I’ll stay within the light of her
She’ the color in a world of shades of
gray
She’s the dawn
That brings another summer day
She’s the sunshine, she’s the rain
She’s a lover’s hurricane
(Best of all) She’s mine
In the morning when she’s lying next to
me
The world would give the world
To be me
But I’ve got all the gold
And the rest just have a bold imitation
Chorus:
Chorus: (fade)
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At the Devil's Fire Play
Song
Samson loved Delilah.
He loved her too much,
Starry eyes, electric touch
With every single breath she took,
She set his soul on fire
He was warming his hands at the devil’s
fire
Chorus:
Warming his hands at the devil’s fire
Warming his hands (warming his hands)
at the devil’s fire
He was made a prisoner (set him free)
of his own desires
(He was) Warming his hands at the devil’s
fire (at the devil’s fire)
When the Messiah was taken in
Peter swore he would never deny him
But before the cock crowed thrice,
he was proved a liar
(He was) Warming his hands at the devil’s
fire
Chorus:
Bridge:
Don’t warm your hands at that fire
Don’t sell your soul to the highest buyer
Hand of your brother, your sister too
Will give your warmth like that fire never
knew
Don’t be trap by your own desire
(Warming your hands,
warming your hands,
warming your hands . . .)
Judas Iscariot, King Harod too
They butchered them and they hated us
and they betrayed you
Enemies of God himself,
Down to the wire
(They were) Warming their hand at the
devil’s fire
Chorus:
Chorus: (fade)
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The Literacy Club Play Song
To raise emergent literacy, to raze and
curb illiteracy
We’re all teaching for mastery in The
Literacy Club
Behaviorist and cognitive psychologist
Are models for The Literacy Club
DRTA and ITO, we use the four cueing
systems
As the words go by
In poetry and fantasy the author uses
imagery
(The Literacy Club)
Chorus:
Literature is riches and membership is
free
Reading can make you what you want to
be
Join The Literacy Club (The Literacy Club)
Join The Literacy Club (The Literacy Club)
The Literacy Club
Take an outdoor adventure with expository
structures
Teach it to a gifted learner in The Literacy
Club
Take an interactive view but don’t correct
the miscue
You want them to continue in The Literacy
Club
The main character, conflict, setting,
and theme
Are the fabric sewn together at the story
grammar seam
We need to find a remedy for learning
disability
And leave behind a legacy, The Literacy
Club
Chorus:
Miscue analysis and visual and auditory
emphasis
Escalate reading achievement
Cooperative learning and meteacognitive
monitoring
Are simple ways of honoring The Literacy
Club
An inferential reader is a comprehension
leader
Frequent feedback makes it sweeter in
The Literacy Club
Whole Language, LEA, essential sight vocabulary
Help to build schemata in The Literacy
Club
Chorus:
(Ad-lib)
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One More Heartache Play Song
You’ve been talking in your sleep a lot.
Are you guilty, or are you not?
I’ve seen a friend of mine today,
Oh, the words that he had to say.
He saw you with another man;
That’s just something I don’t understand.
Chorus:
One more heartache,
I can’t take it anymore.
One more heartache,
I can’t take it anymore.
I can’t take it anymore
I’ve suspected for a little while.
I can tell the difference in your smile.
When I look into your eyes, I see
An Ice cold reflection of me,
And sometimes when I hold your hand,
I can tell you love another man.
Chorus:
I don’t think I can go on no more.
Can’t find anything to live for.
If you think you’d like to try again,
You’re welcome baby to a one night stand.
Chorus: (repeat) (ad-lib)
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Shielded From Harm Play Song
Lately things have filled my mind.
I just realized, the past is all behind.
Maybe it’s what was meant to be,
but it seems as though there’s a shield over me.
Maybe I’m lucky and maybe it’s me
Maybe someday I’ll find the key,
But now I’m still looking.
Someone’s looking out for me.
I don’t know why, so who can it be?
I don’t say grace and I don’t pray.
Still good fortune is standing in my way.
I’m not complaining; I’m not going mad.
Fortune keeps gaining and nothing goes bad.
I think, I must be dreaming.
Chorus:
No need for panic.
No need for alarm.
I just got a feeling that I’m shielded form harm.
The last thing that I want to do
Is to take it for granted like it’s nothing new.
No need for panic.
No need for alarm.
An angel from heaven has shielded me from harm.
Instrumental:
Chorus: (fade)
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Minot Rap Play Song
Minot, Minot, Why not Minot? You wanna reason why?
Then please stand by. It’s cold. It’s cold.
You’re getting cabin fever and you wanna place to go;
You’d better stay inside, ‘cause it’s forty-five below.
You drive through McDonald’s, I wish you good luck.
Try to row the window down, but the darn thing’s stuck.
You gonna get a car? Get a four-wheel-drive,
If you can’t get four then you’d better get five.
It’s cold.
If you stop on a hill, your wheels spin round.
You can’t go up, so you gotta go down.
If you live in North Dakota, then you better buy a shovel.
If you gotta bad back, then you’re gonna have trouble.
It’s Cold. In Minot, it’s cold.
You get up every morning and you check upon the weather,
But it’s always getting worse, instead of getting better.
I like things different; it really is nice,
But you’ve gotta be jokin’ if you’re fishin’ on the ice.
That’s cold. That’s cold. In Minot, that’s cold.
Break:
But I gotta be fair, it’s gotta really nice summer.
It only last a week. Well, isn’t that a bummer.
There’s a few more things, besides the fact it’s frozen,
Gotta make it to the store before Sunday closing.
It really is amazing they don’t have a leaning tower.
I know the winds in Pizza don’t blow forty miles an hour.
To figure out to move, you don’t have to be Plato,
Especially when you house gets hit by a tornado.
That’s cold. Man, that’s cold.
If you’re gonna live in Minot, it isn’t really tragic.
But, let’s be honest. Can we really call it magic?
If you wanna go south, you don’t have to be a bird.
Just remember that I told you, and now you got the word.
It’s cold. It’s cold.
If you’re gonna live in Minot, remember you’ve been told.
I got nothin’ ‘gainst the city. It’s just too cold.
It’s cold. It’s cold. In Minot, it’s cold.
M M M M M M Minot, that’s cold. That’s Minot. That’s cold.
Repeat first verse.
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I Wanna Be You
Play Song
You’re a lucky man who understands
That luck can come and go
Like a flash in the pan
You’ve got forty more years
So you’d better measure life with coffee
spoons
Champagne, caviar, brunettes and blondes
You sleep through the morning
And the days go by
Nonstop ‘til you drop, blow your top
Or until the cops drop by
Chorus:
Life is so short and chances are so few
We only go around one time
And if that’s true
I wanna be you (wanna be, wanna be)
I wanna be you (wanna be, wanna be)
I wanna be you (wanna be, wanna be)
I wanna be you
Oh, your hair’s so perfect
Makes it all worth it when the sun goes
down
You’re so free, it must be absolutely
heavenly (what a life)
You’re well bred and comforted
A certified, satisfied, gratified hedonist
(check it out)
Don’t know what you’ve got or where you
got it, but I want some
Chorus:
You think you wanna be me
But there’s things you just can’t see
From where you stand
Money doesn’t make a man and I do al I
can
To be like you
You improvise but never, ever compromise
An otherwise sticky situation
A lucky man who understands
That life can come and go
Like a flash in the pan
Chorus: (fade)
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Run Through The World Play Song
Chorus:
Run through the world as fast as you can
Don’t you ever stop trying
Run through the world ‘til you reach the
end
Don’t you ever stop trying
Run ‘til you reach the rainbow’s end
Don’t you ever stop trying
Don’t you ever stop trying
A penny for your thoughts
That wake you in the night
Hours in the darkness,
Waiting for daylight
Simple taste of victory
With battles still to fight
On the wings of righteous
Fighting for the right to be free
Chorus:
A sacrifice today
Can help you through tomorrow
Laughter with a friend
Can ease the grip of sorrow
Clouds with silver linings
Things are looking bright
You piece your life together
And you fight with all your might
To be free (to be free)
Chorus:
Chorus: (fade)
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Tropical Madness Play Song
Hot lazy evenings and tangerines skies
Feet in the sand on a cool summer night
Waves reach to grab you as you walk on
by
A setting for Tropical Madness
Weekends are short, only seven days long
Mornings roll forth on a blanket of dawn
Silence is like a new world until
The breeze whispers Tropical Madness
Chorus 1:
Blazing an endless trail of solitude
High on the cliffs by an ocean of love
Wondering when the tide will come in
Carrying Tropical Madness
Mermaids tell stories, brings tears to
your eyes
Of loves that have crashed on the rocks
Of many who sailed from the storms at
the docks
Sailing with Tropical Madness
Chorus 2:
Listen to You heart not the old man of
the sea
He bound your heart in golden chains and
never set it free
Listen to your heart not the voices in
the wind
They’ll drive you to Tropical Madness
‘Cause the wind blows warm like your blood
And the time goes fast like the beat of
your heart
And there’s nothing as strong as the burning
desire
Once you get Tropical Madness
Rivers of wine and Pina Coladas
Silver reflections of a faraway moon
Day are to long and the night come too
soon
Bringing on Tropical Madness
: Bringing on Tropical Madness: (fade)
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Stand Up! Play Song
There’s are needs of the common people
Needs people don’t understand
I’ve got fire in my eyes
And a need of my own
To take this cold world by the hand
Point blank I’ll say it seems crazy
But there’s a war raging out in the streets
I’m no island; I’m no rock of Gibralta
But I’m standing firm
Until the blood at my feet
Is knee deep
Chorus:
Stand up! Don’t let it turn your heart cold
Stand up! It can take time to get back
When you’re lost form your soul
Stand up! And take a lesson from pain
And if the world gets you down
Just stand up and fight back again
I’ve seen tears in the eyes of a woman
I’ve seen where churches have burned to the ground
I’ve seen tears in the eyes of the common man
Common man in a common town
Bridge:
The world is falling apart
As it stands up against all aggression
Why can’t we all live together
And stamp out the modern oppression
The cynics are out on the sidewalks
The poet’s asleep at the wheel
So wake up!
‘Cause there’s a war in our streets
There’s a war in our streets
Yes, there a war in our streets
And it’s real
Chorus:
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An Ever Changing World Play Song
I use to be a free spirit
Blowing in the wind.
Now, I just hope that someday
I’ll be that way again.
The world was mine
And we lived in the sunshine,
But now, it seems like rain
(At least in my mind).
Chorus 1:
Cover me from an ever changing world (2 &3 Oh,
Lord)
Shelter me form what I never be.
Please don’t let the world Judas me,
And Lord may my spirit run free.
I went away to serve some time.
The military changed me
(From the inside out)
I thought that I was living,
But now I have my doubts.
Thank God all that’s over,
The clouds and rain have all blown by.
I’ve sat up nights wondering why . . .
The answer never came.
Chorus 2:
My spirit came back
On a wet and rainy day
As I walked down Feathergill Lane.
Now, I sit here again,
With the world and the wind,
And I guess I can live with the rain.
Chorus 3:
(Repeat) (fade)
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