You say your dreams
Are burned to ashes
And your smiles
Have turned to tears
It seems to me
You welcome sadness
As you surrender
To your fears

So what's a man like me
Supposed to do
When all I want is
Just to make love to you

Don't turn away
Before the night is voer
Don't turn away
Before the night is gone
Don't turn away
The night may hold the answer
So don't turn away
Before the night
Before the night is gone

You say your heart
Is lost forever
And you're always gonna give
Your love in vain
So you paint yourself
A lonely portrait
And hide your love away again

You turn away from what you
feel inside
You can't forget all your foolish pride

Don't turn away
Before the night is over
Don't turn away
Before the night is gone
Don't turn away
The night may hold the answer
So don't turn away
Before the night is gone

So now i'm asking
You this question
Am I gonna give you
All my love in vain
Do you wanna
Drown in your own sorrow
Or are you gonna
Try to love again

Don't turn away from what you
feel inside
You should try to forget about
All your foolish pride

Don't turn away
Before the night is over
Don't turn away
Before the night is gone
Don't turn away

The night may hold the answer
So don't turn away
Before the night
Before the night
Before the night is gone

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

What is this thing that builds our dreams
Yet slips away from us?

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsely, sage, rosemary & thyme
(Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground)
Without no seams nor needlework
(Blankets and bedclothes a child of the mountains)
Then she'll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves)
Parsely, sage, rosemary, & thyme
(Washed is the ground with so many tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strand
(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather
(War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions)
Parsely, sage, rosemary & thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten)
Then she'll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine



What is this thing that builds our dreams
Yet slips away from us?

As we marched down to Faneri-o
As we marched down to Faneri-o
Our captain fell n love with a lady like a dove
And they called her name, pretty Peggy-o
Come a runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o
Come a runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o
Come a runnin' down the stairs, combin' back
your yellow hair
You're the prettiest little girl I've ever seen-o

In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o
In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o
In a carriage you will ride, with your true love by
your side
As far as any maiden in the ar-e-o
What will your mother say, pretry Peggy-o?
What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o?
What will your mother say, when she finds you've
gone away
To places far and strange to Faneri-o?

If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o
If ever I return, all your cities I will burn
Destroying all the ladies in the ar-e-o
Destroying all the ladies in the ar-e-o

What is this thing that builds our dreams
Yet slips away from us?

When your goodnights have been said,
and you are lying in bed,
With the covers pulled up tight.
And though you count every sheep,
you get the feeling that sleep
is going to stay away tonight.

That's when you hear it coming,
that's when you hear the humming,
of the midnight train, here again,
can't explain that midnight train,
that midnight train.

Starlight Express, you must confess,
are you real, yes or no?
Starlight Express, answer me yes,
I don't want you to go.

Want you to take me away
and bring me back before daylight,
and in the time between.
Take me to everywhere,
but don't abandon me there,
I just want to say I've been.

I believe in you completely,
though I may be dreaming sweetly,
I can hear the train, here again,
can't explain that midnight train,
that midnight train.

Starlight Express, you must confess,
are you real, yes or no?
Starlight Express, answer me yes,
I don't want you to go.

Starlight Express, answer me yes,
I don't want you to go.

Starlight Express, you must confess,
are you real, yes or no?
Starlight Express, answer me yes,
I don't want you to go.

Poppa:
Diesel is for unbelievers. Electricity is wrong.
Steam has got the power that will pull us along -
There's a light at the end of the tunnel
There's a light at the end of the tunnel
The inside might be as black as the night

All:
But there's a light at the end of the tunnel
There's a light at the end of the tunnel
The inside might be as black as the night
But at the end of the tunnel there's a light.

Poppa:
It's the power of James Watt, the steaming Scot

All:
The man sho watched the pot and said "Hey, I've got
A brilliant plot: when the steam is hot
It seems to make a lot of power"

Poppa:
It could turn a wheel ...

All:
Lots of power ...

Poppa:
It could drive it down a track ...

All:
Clickety clack, clinkety clack...

Poppa:
It could drive it with a beat ...

All:
Choo-choo-choo...
With enough left over for a
Whoo-whoo!
He saw the light at the end of the tunnel
I said he saw the light at the end of the tunnel

Poppa:
Thanks James Watt (thank you Mr Watt)
For watching the pot

All:
He saw a light at the end of the tunnel
He saw a light at the end of the tunnel
The inside might be s black as the mnight
But at the end of the tunnel there's a light.

Poppa:
There are dark days ahead
When the power goes dead.
When the oil runs dry
What can we try?

All:
We could use the sunlight

Poppa:
Bit it don't shine at night.

All:
Nuclear fission
Leaves a nasty emission.

Poppa:
Soon the pistons will be humming
Steam will have a second coming -

All:
We saw light at the end of the tunnel
We saw light at the end of the tunnel
Just dig a hole and haul out the coal
We saw light at the end of the tunnel
We saw light at the end of the tunnel
So let the water boil - goodbye to oil
At the end of the tunnel there's a light.

We saw light at the end of the tunnel (we see the light)
We saw light at the end of the tunnel (we see the light)
When the Angel Gabriel blows his magic toot
We saw light at the end of the tunnel (we see the light)
We saw light at the end of the tunnel (we see the light)
At the end of the tunnel there's a light.
Starlight!

CONTROL

Oh, boy, a late entry. A superstar challenger. These must be his minders.

PEARL

He's got a gun !

KRUPP

Halt. I am Krupp, Electra's armaments truck.

ROCKY

Who's Electra ?

KRUPP

We ask the questions.

WRENCH

I am Wrench, Electra's repair truck.

DUSTIN

This Electra must be rich to have his own repair truck.

FLAT-TOP

Or unreliable !

PURSE

I am Purse, Electra's money truck. Electra is rich. Switch your allegiance
to Electra.

VOLTA

I am Volta, Electra's freezer truck.

JOULE

I am Joule, Electra's dynamite truck.

VOLTA

Electra is cool.

JOULE

Electra is hot.

VOLTA

Cool.

JOULE

Hot.

COMPANY

A megastar. A megawatt.
Rich, hot, powerful. Rich, hot, cool.
Rich, hot, powerful. Rich, hot, cool.
Electra ... Electra ... Electra ... Electra ...

ELECTRA

I am electric - feel my attraction.
Feel my magnetism - you will agree
I am electric - I have the contact.
I am electric - the future is me.
AC/DC it's okay by me.
I can switch and change my frequency.

I am electric - mind how you touch me.
I can shock you, I can set you on fire.
I can reach up and pluck down the lightning.
Watch the conductor, see the live wire.
AC/DC it's okay by me.
I can switch and change my frequency.

COMPANY

Electra ... Electra ... Electra ...

ELECTRA

I am electric - resistance is pointless
Feel my magnetism - you will agree.
You can't ignore me, you must adore me.
I am electric, come closer to me.
AC/DC it's okay by me.
I can switch and turn you on to me
Can switch and turn you on to me
Can switch and turn you on to me.

COMPANY

Electra ... Electra ... Electra ... Electra ...

ELECTRA

I can switch and change my frequency.

What is this thing that builds our dreams
Yet slips away from us?

Ты родился слепым? Видишь ночью, как днем?
При дворе был не раз? С королями знаком?
В глубине мягких лап прячешь когти свои?
Гордо бродишь один - сам себе господин!

Джелликлс там и Джелликлс здесь
Джелликлс будут, Джелликлс есть
Джелликлс там и Джелликлс здесь
Джелликлс будут, Джелликлс есть
Джелликлс там и Джелликлс здесь

И с балкона упав, остаешься ты цел?
Беспокоишься, чувствуя в небе в небе грозу?
Можешь тенью скользить по карнизу вдоль стен?
Не заблудишься даже в дремучем лесу?


Джелликлс там и Джелликлс здесь
Джелликлс будут, Джелликлс есть
Джелликлс там и Джелликлс здесь
Джелликлс будут, Джелликлс есть
Джелликлс там и Джелликлс здесь

На метле вместе с ведьмой летал ты на шабаш?
Разбираешься в магии, знаешь латынь?
У алхимика быть ассистентом случалось?
Подмастерьем у черта и с богом на ты?

Джелликлс могут, Джелликлс все (5 раз)
Джелликл песня, Джелликлс ритм (4 раза)

Можешь мастерски петь то сопрано, то басом?
Упражняясь в вокале, лишать город сна?
И любимцем семьи ты становишься сразу?
И гордишься, что кот начинается с К?

Джелликл хор всю ночь на пролет
Генделя самозабвенно поет.
Внемлет округа ангельской песне.
Аллилуйя - нет звуков чудесней!
О, как мы исключительны, божественно - значительны.
Дружно возносим мы хвалу - Слава бессмертному коту.
Не оставим друга в беде, мы преданны тем, кто -


Джелликлс могут, Джелликлс все (5раз)
Джелликл песня, Джелликл ритм (4раза)


Поэты коты, эстеты коты,
Альтруисты коты, эгоисты коты,
Оптимисты коты, пессимисты коты,
Филантропы коты, мизантропы коты,

Реалисты коты, конформисты коты,
Коты ораторы, коты молчуны,
Фантазеры коты, резонеры коты,
Коты ученые, коты подлецы, коты мудрецы.

Карьеристы коты , лицедеи и простаки
Демагоги и чудаки.

Это Джелликлс будут, Джелликлс есть
Джелликлс там и Джелликлс здесь
Джелликлс будут, Джелликлс есть
Джелликлс там и Джелликлс здесь...

Мангоджерри и Рамполтизу
В мире таких не найти забияк.
У нас скандальная репутация,
И день ни один не проходит без драк.
Мы комедианты и кривляки,
И плачет от нас вся Виктория-Гроув.
Мы неисправимые бродяги,
Наш штаб - это крыши окрестных домов.

Мы печально известны в садах Корнуолла,
Нас на Пикадилли видали не раз.
Биография наша любому знакома,
И с завистью смотрят все кошки на нас.

Если вдруг канарейка из клетки пропала,
И спальня похожа на Бородино,
Если с крыши на вас черепица упала,
И крыша не крыша, а горе одно,
Если ящик в комоде слегка отодвинут,
И в нем вы не можете свитер найти,
Если ваша сестра завизжит "Где мой жемчуг?",
Разлиты любимые ваши духи -
Надо бы мошенников наказать!
Ах, эти Мангоджерри и Рамполтизу!
Только вряд ли вы сможете нас отыскать

Мангоджерри и Рамполтизу
Без устали могут болтать обо всем.
Один кот - воришка, другой - громила,
Вместе друзьям этим все нипочем.
Мы лица без определенной профессии,
Мы не учились нигде никогда.
Мы предпочитаем дружить с полицейскими,
Но их обмануть нам не стоит труда.

Ждет нетерпеливо воскресный обед,
Скажет едко отец: " Как медлителен повар!
Не может никак приготовить десерт"
Бедный малый войдет и промямлит смущенно,
Что в кухне исчез со стола антрекот.
"Боюсь, что сегодня не будет второго..."
Семья скажет хором: "Опять этот кот!"
Ах, эти Мангоджерри и Рамплтизу!
Ну этим котам не клади палец в рот!

Мангоджерри и Рамплтизу
Имеют свой стиль в совместной работе.
Им часто везет, потому что они
Не дремлют в тени, а всегда на охоте.
Мы по дому проносимся, словно торнадо,
И уверены, вам не узнать никогда,
Ктo из нас этого хаоса автор -
Один из котов или оба кота?
Когда в гостиной услышите звон,
Из библиотеки послышится "динь",
И вы вдруг поймете, что это не сон,
А вазы и блюда династии Цинь.
Кто из двух котов это все натворил?
Ах, эти Мангоджерри и Рамплтизу!
Но след от хвостов и от лап уж простыл.