XV - WHAT'S THE STORY Doris Day "Que será será"

DORIS DAY - QUE SERÁ SERÁ (WHATEVER WILL BE, WILL BE)

When I was just a little girl, 
I asked my mother, What will I be?
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?
Here's what she said to me

Que sera, sera, 
Whatever will be, will be; 
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera, 
What will be, will be.

When I was just a child in school, 
I asked my teacher, what should I try?
Should I paint pictures
Should I sing songs?
This was her wise reply

Que sera, sera, 
…

When I grew up and fell in love.
I asked my sweetheart, what lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?
Here's what my sweetheart said

Que sera, sera, 
…

Now I have Children of my own.
They ask their mother, what will I be?
Will I be handsome?
Will I be rich?
I tell them tenderly

Que sera, sera, 
…

'Que Sera Sera' in "The Man Who Knew Too Much"

XIV - WHAT'S THE STORY Bruce Sprinteen "41 shots"

41 Shots

41 shots, and we'll take that ride
'Cross this bloody river to the other side
41 shots, cut through the night
You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule
Praying for his life

Well, is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in your American skin

(41 shots)
(41 shots)
(41 shots)
(41 shots)

41 shots, Lena gets her son ready for school
She says "On these streets, Charles
You've got to understand the rules
If an officer stops you, promise me you'll always be polite
And that you'll never ever run away
Promise Mama you'll keep your hands in sight"

Well, is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in your American skin

(41 shots)
(41 shots)
(41 shots)
(41 shots)

Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it in your heart, is it in your eyes
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)

41 shots, and we'll take that ride
'Cross this bloody river to the other side
41 shots, I got my boots caked in this mud
Baptized in these waters (we're baptized in these waters)
And in each other's blood (and in each other's blood)

Well, is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in
You can get killed just for living in your American skin

This song is based on:

Amadou Bailo Diallo (September 2, 1975 – February 4, 1999) was a 23-year-old immigrant from Guinea who was shot and killed in New York City on February 4, 1999 by four New York City Police Department plain-clothed officers: Sean Carroll, Richard Murphy, Edward McMellon and Kenneth Boss, who fired a combined total of 41 shots, 19 of which struck Diallo, outside his apartment at 1157 Wheeler Avenue in the Soundview section of The Bronx. The four were part of the now-defunct Street Crimes Unit. All four officers were acquitted at trial in Albany, New York.

Diallo was unarmed at the time of the shooting, and a firestorm of controversy erupted subsequent to the event as the circumstances of the shooting prompted outrage both within and outside New York City. Issues such as police brutality, racial profiling, and contagious shooting were central to the ensuing controversy.

XIII - WHAT'S THE STORY - Led Zeppelin "Going to California"

Going to California

Spent my days with a woman unkind, Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start, Going To California with an aching in my heart.
Someone told me there's a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane, never let them tell you that we're all the same.
The sea was red and the sky was grey; I wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
as the children of the sun began to awake.

Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;
I think I might be sinking.
Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I'll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high.

To find a queen without a king,
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.

XII - WHAT'S THE STORY Christmas Songs "Winter wonderland"

Winter wonderland

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight,
We're happy tonight.
Walking in a winter wonderland.

Gone away is the bluebird,
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song,
As we go along,
Walking in a winter wonderland.

In the meadow we can build a snowman,
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown

He'll say: Are you married?
We'll say: No man,
But you can do the job
When you're in town.

Later on, we'll conspire,
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid,
The plans that we've made,
Walking in a winter wonderland.

Original 1934 song:

Bridge added in 1953:

In the meadow we can build a snowman,
And pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman,
Until the other kids knock him down.

When it snows, ain't it thrilling,
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland.

Steve Lukater's 2003 version:

XI - WHAT`S THE STORY Queen "Bohemian rhapsody"

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality

Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm "easy come, easy go"
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooo - (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouette-o of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the Fandango

Thunderbolt and lightning -- very, very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Figaro -- magnifico!

I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come easy go -- will you let me go?
Bismillah! No! We will not let you go! -- Let him go!
Bismillah! We will not let you go! -- Let him go!
Bismillah! We will not let you go! -- Let me go!
Will not let you go! -- Let me go! Never!
Never let you go! -- Let me go!
Never let me go! -- ooo

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh Mama mia, Mama mia, Mama mia! Let me go!
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me!
for me!
for me!!

So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby -- can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out -- just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

More info: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bohemian_Rhapsody

X - WHAT'S THE STORY Dire Straits "Money for nothing"

Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's a millionaire

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's, Lord

Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free

I - WHAT'S THE STORY Scott Henderson "Too many guitars"

TOO MANY GUITARS

Saw a bum on the corner
Guitar on his knee
Said he'd play for his dinner
But I'll be damned, he played better than me
Too many guitars - too many for me
All those guitars baby - why can't they let me be

Too many guitars - too many guitars
Too many guitars - too many for me
All those guitars baby - why can't they let me be

I heard the baddest guitar on the radio
Well that guy played 'bout the same as me
But then they said he's only 5 years old

Too many guitars - too many guitars
Too many guitars - too many for me
All those guitars baby - why can't they let me be

V - WHAT'S THE STORY Deep Purple "Anyone's daughter"

ANYONE'S DAUGHTER

I stood under your bedroom window
Throwing up a brick
No one came I threw one more
That really did the trick
Your daddy came and banged my head
He said what kind of man
Is this that's hanging 'round my girl
And threw me in the car
You're a farmer's daughter
You're a farmer's daughter
Why do I always get
The kinda girl I didn't oughta get
I won't get no more eggs and water
Now I've laid the farmer's daughter

Imagine I was a full-grown man
And I could talk just right
Could I come and see you here
And do this every night
Wham! The door comes crashing down
Your daddy's face all pale
Says come with me you hairy bum
I'll put you in my jail
You're a judge's daughter
You're a judge's daughter
Why do I always get
The kinda girl I didn't oughta get
Now I'm getting jail and torture
'Cause I made the judge's daughter

It seems they're screaming law and order
When I go with anyone's daughter

Woman I should like some peace
And daddy hold your tongue
I think you're gonna die of fright
When I tell you what I've done
I can hear your tales and lies
You say I'm dumb and scraggy
But man this dumb and scraggy is
Your daughter's baby's daddy
She's a lucky daughter
Such a lucky daughter
Why did I always get
The kinda girl I didn't wanna get
Now I've got what I always fought for
'Cause I've married a rich man's daughter

II - WHAT'S THE STORY Jazzkantine "Strong arm of the law"

STRONG ARM OF THE LAW

I was listening to the music on the radio
I had a feeling that something's not right
The music was loud, we could still hear the crowd
From the gig that we played that night

We pulled into a motorway restaurant
Stopped a while, fooled around
But I still had a feeling that something's not right
As we started on homeward bound

Stop, get out
We are the strong arm of the law
Stop, get out
We are the strong arm of the law

Into the night came a blue flashing light
A blast from the siren to make sure
But it came to a stop behind the motorway cop
Who'd been tailing us for more than an hour

He pulled us out of the car on the side of the road
He questioned us one at a time
Where is the gear that we know that you use
We said the only speed we use is our car

You should've seen the stupid smirk drop from his face
It was a negative exercise
The way that we dress and the things that we do
They thought it was an easy bust

IX - WHAT'S THE STORY Police "Message in a bottle"

POLICE – “Message in a bottle”

Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
With no one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair

I'll send an SOS to the world (x2)
I hope that someone gets my (x3)
Message in a bottle (x2)

A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart

I'll send an SOS to the world (x2)
I hope that someone gets my (x3)
Message in a bottle (x2)

Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home

I'll send an SOS to the world (x2)
I hope that someone gets my (x3)
Message in a bottle (x4)

Sending out an SOS (repeated while fading out)

VIII - WHAT'S THE STORY Katy Perry “The one that got away”

KATY PERRY “The one that got away”

Summer after high school when we first met
We make-out in your Mustang to Radiohead
And on my 18th Birthday
We got matching tattoos

Used to steal your parents' liquor
And climb to the roof
Talk about our future
like we had a clue
Never planned that one day
I'd be losing you

In another life
I would be your girl
We keep all our promises
Be us against the world

In another life
I would make you stay
So I don't have to say
You were the one that got away
The one that got away

I was June and you were my Johnny Cash
Never one without the other We made a pact
Sometimes when I miss you
I put those records on (whoa)

Someone said you had your tattoo removed
Saw you downtown singing the Blues
It's time to face the music
I'm no longer your muse

But in another life
I would be your girl
We keep all our promises

Be us against the world

In another life
I would make you stay
So I don't have to say
You were the one that got away
the one that got away
The one(X3)
The one that got away

Bridge:
All this money can't buy me a time machine (No)
Can't replace you with a million rings (No)
I shoulda told you what you meant to me (Whoa)
Cause now i pay the price

In another life
I would be your girl
We keep all our promises
Be us against the world

In another life
I would make you stay
So I don't have to say
You were the one that got away
The one that got away
The one (X3)

In another life
I would make you stay
So I don't have to say
You were the one that got away
The one that got away

IV - WHAT'S THE STORY Craig David "7 Days"

CRAIG DAVID “7 DAYS”

On my way to see my friends
who lived a couple blocks away from me (owh)
As I walked through the subway
it must have been about quarter past three
In front of me
stood a beautiful honey with a beautiful body
She asked me for the time
I said it'd cost her her name
a six digit number & a date with me tomorrow at nine

Did she decline? No
Didn't she mind? I don't think so
Was it for real? Damn sure
What was the deal? A pretty girl aged 24
So was she keen? She couldn't wait
Cinnamon queen? let me update
What did she say? She said she'd love to
rendezvous
She asked me what we were gonna do
said we'd start with a bottle of moet for two

[Chorus]

Monday
took her for a drink on Tuesday
we were making love by Wednesday
and on Thursday & Friday & Saturday we chilled on Sunday
I met this girl on Monday
took her for a drink on Tuesday
we were making love by Wednesday
and on Thursday & Friday & Saturday we chilled on Sunday

[Verse 2]
Nine was the time
cos I'll be getting mine
and she was looking fine
Smooth talker
she told me
She'd love to unfold me all night long
Ooh I loved the way she kicked it
from the front to back she flipped (back she flipped it, ooh the
way she
kicked it)
And I oh oh I yeah
hope that she'd care
cos I'm a man who'll always be there

Ooh yeah
I'm not a man to play around baby
Ooh yeah
cos a one night stand isn't really fair
From the first impression girl hmm you don't seem to be like that
Cos there's no need to chat for there'll be plenty for that
From the subway to my home
endless ringing of my phone
When you feeling all alone
all you gotta do
is just call me call me

[Chorus]

Monday
took her for a drink on Tuesday
we were making love by Wednesday
and on Thursday & Friday & Saturday we chilled on Sunday
I met this girl on Monday
took her for a drink on Tuesday
we were making love by Wednesday
and on Thursday & Friday & Saturday we chilled on Sunday

[Bridge]

(Break it down, uh break it down)
Since I met this special lady
ooh yeah
I can't get her of my mind
She's one of a kind
And I ain't about to deny it
It's a special kinda thing
with you-oh.......

[Chorus]

Monday
took her for a drink on Tuesday
we were making love by Wednesday
and on Thursday & Friday & Saturday we chilled on Sunday
I met this girl on Monday
took her for a drink on Tuesday
we were making love by Wednesday
and on Thursday & Friday & Saturday we chilled on Sunday

[x2]

VI - WHAT'S THE STORY Prince "Damn u"

PRINCE “DAMN U”

Lyrics for Album: The Love Symbol Album

Damn you, you're so fine
Seems to happen to me each and every time we make love
I can't hold back
It's like having a hundred million little heart attacks
Damn you, baby you're so fine
Damn this kooky love affair
All I ever wanna do is play in your hair
Two people crazy in love
Into one another like a hand in a glove
Damn this kooky love affair

Guitar solo

Damn you  (whispering)

Like animals just born to breed
Come to think about ya baby
You're my only need
I'm on fire ‘till you come and put me out
All I'm trying to say, is that my psychedelic shouts
When you damn me
Damn you
When I'm in your arms, it's all that I can do
When we're makin' love, I can't hold back
It's like having a hundred million little heart attacks
Damn you, baby you're so fine

Damn you, baby you're so fine
Damn you, baby you're so fine  

VII - WHAT'S THE STORY West side story "María"

WEST SIDE STORY “MARIA”

(spoken)
María . . .
(sings)
The most beautiful sound I ever heard:
María, María, María, María. . .
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word . .
María, María, María, María. . .
María!
I've just met a girl named María,
And suddenly that name
Will never be the same
To me.
María!
I've just kissed a girl named María,
And suddenly I've found
How wonderful a sound
Can be!
María!
Say it loud and there's music playing,
Say it soft and it's almost like praying.

María,
I'll never stop saying María!

The most beautiful sound I ever heard.
María. 

III - WHAT'S THE STORY John Lennon "Imagine"

JOHN LENNON "IMAGINE"

Imagine there's no heaven,

It's easy if you try,

No hell below us,

Above us only sky,

Imagine all the people

Living for today...

Imagine there's no countries,

It isn’t hard to do,

Nothing to kill or die for,

No religion too,

Imagine all the people

Living life in peace...

You may say I’m a dreamer,

But I’m not the only one,

I hope some day you'll join us,

And the world will live as one.

Imagine no possesions,

I wonder if you can,

No need for greed or hunger,

A brotherhood of man,

Imagine all the people

Sharing all the world...

You may say I’m a dreamer,

But I’m not the only one,

I hope some day you'll join us,

And the world will live as one.