Angel Heart (3:23) 

Ooohhh……Angel Heart
Angel Heart ..ooohhh…
When can we start
Can we have a go
Angel heart oh…

Oh, baby, you stole mine
Send me back a Valentine
‘Cause I love you so
My Angel Heart
Ooohhh…Angel Heart
Angel heart…oh…
Don't let us part
Darlin let it grow
My Angel Heart oh
You own my heart and soul
Now I've lost all control
I just wanted you to know baby
Angel Heart
Angel Heart

First time I
saw you I
knew I was in
deep water I
need help I'm
going down
If you don’t come and save me, baby
I believe I’m gonna drown

Ooohhh…Angel Heart
Angel heart…ooohhh…
When can we start
Can we have a go
My Angel Heart…oh…

Oh baby, you stole mine
Send me back a Valentine
‘Cause I love you so
Angel Heart
Ooohhh… Angel Heart
Oh my Angel Heart…ooohhh
Oh my Angel Heart wooo

Pianos: Jimmy Webb, David Paich
Bass: Lee Sklar
Drums:  Jeffrey Porcaro
Electric guitars:  Steve Lukather, Fred Tackett
Percussion:  Victor Feldman
Background vocals:  Gerry Beckley, Matthew McCauley, Fred Mollin

God's Gift (3:51) 

Life used to be
Such a beautiful thing
Eight months of summer
Four months of spring
But now you are changing
Girl, where have you been?
There’s a rain coming down
There’s a storm moving in

Now don’t start thinking that you’re
God’s gift
Just because I love you
Don’t start thinking you’re
God’s gift
To me

When you were my prisoner
I treated you kind
  When you were in need
And loving me blind
You'd better be careful,
Girl your gonna loose
Something you need
And get something you don’t want

Now don’t start thinkin you’re
 God’s gift
Just because I love you
Don’t start thinkin your
God’s gift
To me
 

Drums:  Jeffrey Porcaro
Bass:  Bob Glaub
Electric guitars:  Steve Lukather
Acoustic guitar:  Fred Mollin
Piano:  David Foster
Electric piano:  Jimmy Webb
Percussion:  Fred Mollin

One Of The Few (4:27) 

Rain
Upon  my window
Twisting the light of  day
Nothing much I can say
I guess we all pass this way

You know about man
His own jailor
Selfish and so unkind
Trapped in his frightened mind
Blind he leads the blind

And then there’s you
You are one of the few
Honest, courageous and true
For you I will always care
Honey you
you draw a different line
You always seem to shine
Tears don’t become your kind

Most
They play at living
Most never learn their names
Surely you see their games
Puppets strung up by chains

And then there’s you
You are one of the few
Honest, courageous and true
For you I'll always care
Honey you
you draw a different line
You always seem to shine
Tears don’t become your kind
 

For you
You are one of the few
Honest, courageous and true
For you I'll always care
Honey you,
You draw a different line
You always seem to shine
Tears don’t become your kind

Drums:  Jeffrey Porcaro
Bass:  Lee Sklar
Piano:  David Paich
Electric piano:  Jimmy Webb
Electric guitars:  Dean Parks
Lead guitar:  Dean parks (middle), Steve Lukather (fade)
Percussion:  Fred Mollin
Background vocals:  Michael McDonald, Leah Kunkel
Strings arranged & conducted by Matthew McCauley

Scissors Cut (4:41) 

“If they ever drop the bomb” you said
“I’ll find you in the flames”
But now we live like people
Who don’t know each other’s names

Well sometimes it makes me sad you know
Sometimes it makes me smile
‘Cause you know how the game goes honey
We all eat it once in a while

Woa oh oh oh
Scissors cut
Paper covers rock
Breaks the shining scissor
You hurt me
I hurt her
And she goes
And he will miss her

Well I sure am glad I found someone
I hope that you do too
But it’s gonna to take a lot to fill
All the shoes of me and you

Now I look around at people
Playing children’s games
And I wonder if you’re still thinking
You might find me somewhere in the flames….

Scissors cut
Paper covers rock
Breaks the shining scissor
You hurt me
I hurt her
And she goes
And he will miss her

Scissors cut
Paper covers rock
Breaks the shining scissor
You hurt me
I hurt her
And she goes
And he will miss her

Scissors cut
Paper covers rock
Breaks the shining scissor
You hurt me
I hurt her
And she goes
And he will miss her

Scissors cut
Paper covers rock
Breaks the shiny scissor
You hurt me now
I hurt her and she
She goes and he will miss her
la la la la la la la la la la

Drums:  Jeffrey Porcaro
Bass:  Lee Sklar
Electric guitars:  Dean Parks
Piano:  David Paich
Electric piano:  Jimmy Webb
Flutes:  Bud Shank
Percussion:  Fred Mollin
Background vocals:  Gerry Beckley, Graham Nash

Work For A Dollar (5:32) 

I was born under a B-36
I was part of the baby bomb
My daddy was a sandy land cotton farmer who plowed the Book of John
He plowed  the Book of John

My mama musta loved that Book of John
She read it every day
And every time I see a sandy land farm I can still hear mama say
I still hear mama say

You gotta
Work for a dollar
To earn a dime, Jimmy
You gotta
Work for a dollar
To earn a dime
They’ll take it from you every time

Mama went to heaven in ‘64 I was alone in ‘65
Layin in a cheap California motel just trying to stay alive
Trying to stay alive

And the years went by and the money rolled in
And it came so easily
I almost forgot the original thought
My mama gave to me
Good God, my mama gave to  me

Ya gotta
Work for a dollar
To earn a dime, Jimmy
Ya gotta
Work for a dollar
To earn a dime
They’ll take it from you every time

Now I’m supposed to be a man and I got children if my own
And now I’ll be working at what I can
Until those kids are grown
Until those kids are grown
But they were born under a B-52 in a different kind of war
And the bombs are bigger and the times are harder
I’ve seen it all before
I’ve seen it all before

Drums:  Jeffrey Porcaro
Bass:  Lee Sklar
Electric piano:  Jimmy Webb
Piano:  David Paich
Electric guitars:  Dean Parks
Synthesizer:  Matthew McCauley
Percussion:  Fred Mollin
Background vocals:  Kenny Loggins, Valerie Carter, Fred Mollin

His World (4:33) 

Lightning and thunder
That's when there was a wind
A blowin cross the stage
It was all those fans

He was having a great time
Lightning and thunder
He was singing something
About rock and roll

And we got high
We got so high
High with him

We got so high
We touched the sky
We were almost up there with him
We were almost up there
In His world

Young God
With His firecrackers
But you've gotta laugh
You've gotta laugh
Those are some pretty funky lookin angels up there
But you gotta move
When God's a rockin

And we got high
We got so high
High with him

We got so high
We touched the sky

We were almost up there with him
We were almost up there
In His world

Drums:  Jeffrey Porcaro
Bass:  Bob Glaub
Electric guitars:  Steve Lukather
Piano:  David Foster
Electric piano:  Jimmy Webb
Synthesizer:  Matthew McCauley
Background vocals:  Fred Mollin, Matthew McCauley

Our Movie (3:51) 

Let’s make a movie
All about you
And all about me
The story of our lives
Directed by two
Produced for free
We don’t need no cast
No cameras on our, our movie

And the music
For our movie
Sweet sound of the radio
No ending
To our movie
We’ll put on quite a show
Sweet baby
Just relax
And let the action flow
Just relax………….

My life was a movie
I’ve been searching for you
Through scene after scene
I’ve been searching all my life

Unfocused  love
On a busy screen
We don’t need no parts
See, its written in our hearts
  It’s our movie….

And the music to our movie
Sweet sounds of the radio
No ending to to our movie

We’ll put on quite a show sweet baby
Just relax
and let the action flow
Just relax
and let the action flow
Just relax
and let the action flow

Let it roll
my life was a movie.....
Let it roll
sweet sound on the radio
Let it roll
no ending for our movie
Let it roll
just relax and let the action flow
Let it roll
my life was a movie
Let it roll
sweet sound on the radio
no ending for our movie
just relax and let the action flow
my life was a movie......
 

Drums:  Jeffrey Porcaro
Bass:  Lee Sklar
Piano:  David Paich
Electric piano:  Jimmy  Webb
Electric guitars & acoustic guitar:  Dean Parks
Synthesizer:  Matthew McCauley
Percussion:  Fred Mollin
Background vocals:  Leah Kunkel, Graham Nash
Strings arranged & conducted by Matthew McCauley

Nasty Love (4:26) 

Black silk stockings
In the candlelight
Don’t think we’re gonna need
ol’ Johnny tonight
Let’s get this the first time, yeah
Let’s try to get it right
so right

There’ll plenty of what you want
You just tell me when you want it there
There’ll be plenty of
What you need
There’ll be plenty of nasty love

Do you wanna watch me do it?
‘cause anything’s all right with me
You can do just anything to it
If you want me more than once
  Oh well
And when it starts coming baby
It’ll be all right, it’ll be all right

There’ll plenty of what you want
You just tell me when ya want it there
There’ll be plenty of what you need
There’ll be plenty of nasty love

Sweet little woman
You’ve packed my bags for the flight
You know I’ll be leaving
With the coming of the light
But the next time I see you baby
I’m gonna have you little girl – look out

There’ll plenty of
What you want
You just tell me when ya
Want it there
There’ll be plenty of
What you need
There’ll be plenty of
Nasty love

There’ll plenty of
What you want
You just tell me when ya
Want it there
There’ll be plenty of
What you need
Nasty love

There’ll plenty of
What you want
You just tell me when ya
Want it there
There’ll be plenty of
What you need
There’ll be plenty of
Nasty love

Drums:  Jeffrey Pocaro
Bass:  Dean Corlese
Electric guitars:  Steve Lukather
Electric Piano:  Jimmy Webb
Piano:  David Foster
Organ:  David Paich
Trumpets:  Jerry Hey
Synthesizer: Matthew McCauley
Background vocals:  Daryl Hall, Fred Mollin, Matthew McCauley

In Cars (3:33) 

Went to school in cars
In our cars
Pretty girls
Crusin' after the game
Watchin radio
Let your baby know
In cars
Restaurant mobile
Two behind the wheel
Like double-necked guitars
In our cars

We fell in love
In cars
In our cars
At the show
Silhouettes on the glass
Memories in chrome
Take your baby home
In cars
Everything was warm
What a perfect form
Underneath the stars
In our cars

(I remember you
Everything was new)
In our cars
(Talking in the dark
Everything was true)
In our cars
(I remember...)

Ou ou ou ou ou
Ou ou ou
Ou ou
Ah ah ah ah

Drums:  Jeffrey Pocaro
Bass: Lee Sklar
Piano:  Jimmy Webb
Electric piano:  David Paich
Electric guitars:  Dean Parks, Steve Lukather
Percussion:  Fred Molin, Matthew McCauley
Background vocals:  "the beached boys" --Fred and Matt
Guest Vocal:  Stephen Bishop

Old Wing Mouth (3:48)

Red mud, thick as blood
The curiosity of slaves
Old wing mouth brings a Jesus
And he talks about how Jesus saves
He’s coming back to scare ya
He’ll be here have no fear
I’ll just hold on to this bottomland
‘Til God gets here

Old wing mouth
With his white straw hat and his sugarcane
The devil will be loosed upon the earth again
Material possessions are the road to hell
He came to do good and he did well

Dark skin, woman friend
The moonlight’s on the waves
He has not seen a woman
oohh..in a hundred and…a hundred and ninety days
He’s gonna love her forever
He’ll love her with his pain
You might say he’s gonna love her
‘Til God comes back again

Old wing mouth
With his white straw hat and his sugarcane
The devil will be loosed upon the earth again
Material possessions are the road to hell
He came to do good and he did well.

Drums: Jeffrey Porcaro
Bass:  Lee Sklar
Piano:  David Paich
Electric piano:  Jimmy Webb
Acoustic guitars:  Fred Tackett, Dean Parks
Electric guitars:  Fred Tackett
Organ:  David Paich
Percussion:  Matthew McCauley
Background vocals:  Michael McDonald, Kenny Loggins, Matthew McCauley

 

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