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A Story Told [Geschichte]

[Mondego]
We are friends, are we not?
 
[Danglars]
And our interests are the same
 
[Villefort]
We collaborate
 
[Danglars]
And trust in fate
To parcel out the blame
 
[Mondego]
There are ends we’ve all got that can justify the means
 
[Danglars]
We negotiate
 
[Villefort]
Then fabricate the facts behind the scenes
 
[Mondego]
Keeping all the details vague and secrets hidden
 
[Danglars]
Safe in the balanced sheet [?] of those you trust
Because history is a story told by the winners of the fight
You imply a little
 
[Mondego]
Lie a little
 
[Villefort]
Testify and try a little sailor
 
[Mondego]
Who’s gonna question what goes on
in the middle of the night?
Not a tinker
 
[Danglars]
Not a tailor
 
[Mondego]
Not his father or Mercedes
 
[Villefort]
Or a jailer
 
[Mondego]
So we all are agreed
Let’s be vigilant and wise
 
[Danglars]
We must all pretend our naïve friend
Was caught in his own lies
For our plan to succeed
we must share but one belief
Edmond Dantès stays and ends his days
Inside the Chateau d’If
 
[Mondego]
Where the softest things he’ll touch are stones and darkness
Deep in a craggy isle in dungeon’s keep
 
[Villefort]
Because history’s a story told by the men who make the laws
 
[Danglars]
We supply a little lie
 
[Mondego]
To help the gullible to buy a little fable
 
[Villefort]
What will become of the righteous men who fashions Dantès’ flaws?
 
[Danglars]
The rich
 
[Villefort]
And well respected
 
[Mondego]
Are no more to be rejected at our table
I’ll be a comfort in her time of grief and anguish
I’ll be Mercédès’ ever faithful acolyte
Every night
 
[Villefort]
And part of me wishes Dantès didn’t have to languish
But I can see it’s him or me
 
[Danglars]
Let him sit there and rot until he’s forgot
 
[Mondego]
Let him rot!
 
[All]
History’s a story told by the people who survive
 
[Villefort]
Let me sign and then initial
 
[Danglars]
It’s the truth if it’s officially the story
 
[Mondego]
What if it costs us one young man so three more men can survive?
 
[Villefort]
He’s a price we have to pay
 
[Mondego]
To live and fight another day for love and glory
 
[Danglars]
He was standing in the way
A threat to justice in Marseille
 
[Villefort]
So goes the story!
 
[Mondego]
Stick to the story!
 
[All]
Here ends the story!
 

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C'est La Vie

They say 'cʼest la vie' with a pat on a shoulder
Do they know what you need? Or am I getting older?
So much I remember, yesterday just surrendered
Those words 'just let it be'
And you say, say, say
 
'Donʼt you take my dreams away'
That youʼll change, change, change
That youʼll change the world but tomorrow, but tomorrow
 
Who said 'cʼest la vie' to the little toy soldier?
How hard can it be? Even when it gets colder
Take a walk on the water, take a walk on the moon
Who said 'just let it sleep'?
 
And you say, say, say 'Donʼt you take my dreams away'
That youʼll change, change, change
That youʼll change the world but tomorrow, but tomorrow
 
And so many chances can pass you by
Maybe just a matter of trying
Cause, there ainʼt no mistaking how time goes by
Some say remember
Some say forget
Some say it matters
Some just regret
 
But I say, say, say
I wonʼt your take your dreams away
And youʼll change, change, change
And youʼll change the world by tomorrow
Change the world by tomorrow
By tomorrow you gonna change the world
You gonna change the world
 

Kleiner Vogel

Jedes Jahr, jedes Jahr, wenn der Sommer kommt,
fahren wir, fahren wir in den Süden.
Und wir sind, ja wir sind da bei Meer und Wind
immer froh, immer so zufrieden.
 
Dieses Jahr, dieses Jahr war es wieder so,
wunderbar und so herrlich wie immer,
doch wenn ich nach dem Tag nachts im Bettchen lag,
pfiff ein Vogel in unser Zimmer.
 
Und er sang, er sang jede Nacht so laut,
dabei kamen wir leider nie zum Schlafen.
Und wir fragten, was sich der Bursche traut;
keine Nacht war Ruh', er pfiff immerzu!
 
Und er sang, er sang seine Melodie,
dabei kamen wir leider nie zum Schlafen.
Und er sang, er sang bis die Sonne schien;
keine Nacht war Ruh', er pfiff immerzu!
 
Alle schwärmen, wie schön doch der Urlaub war,
aber wir kamen müde nach Hause.
Und wir freuten uns so auf den langen Schlaf
und die Träume ganz ohne Pause.
 
Aber dann, aber dann kam die Nacht herein,
doch auch hier waren wir nicht zufrieden.
Immer fiel uns der heitere Sänger ein
und uns fehlte sein Lied vom Süden.
 
Kleiner Vogel wo, ach, wo singst du heut';
kleiner Vogel komm, sonst kann ich nicht schlafen.
Kleiner Vogel, wo ist die Sommerzeit,
als dein Lied erklang, alle Nächte lang?
 
Kleiner Vogel wo, ach, wo singst du heut';
kleiner Vogel komm, sonst kann ich nicht schlafen.
Kleiner Vogel, wo ist die Sommerzeit,
als dein Lied erklang, alle Nächte lang?
 

Last Words

Frail fixture
Holding a hurricane within
Loaded vessel
Slowly growing thin
Waves radiate from every line wrote
Bellow out echoes
With last words spoke
 
The fury begins to spin
Blocking out the light
Pulling me back in
 
The fury begins to spin
Blocking out the light
Pulling everything in
 
What an undeserving lesson
About patterns that are learned
How they won't let go
Breaking down the doors for any kind of feeling
In a place abandoned long ago
 
The transfer of hurt
When leaving this Earth
It's haunting, I'm falling
The glow from the shelter
Is my only focus
It's calming, It's calling me back
 
Frail fixture
Holding a hurricane within
Loaded vessel
Slowly growing thin
Waves radiate from every line wrote
Bellow out echoes
With last words spoke
 
The fury begins to spin
Blocking out the light
Pulling me back in
 
The fury begins to spin
Blocking out the light
Pulling everything in
 

Summertime Blues

Well Lord I got to raise a fuss, Lord I got to raise a holler
About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Well, Lord, I tried to call my baby, I tried to get a date
Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Well my mom and papa told me son you gotta make some money
Well if you wanna use the car to go a ridin' next sunday
Oh, Lord, I didn't go to work I told the boss I was sick, said
Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
I've got to take three weeks I gotta have a fine vacation
I gotta take my problems to the United Nations
I done told my congress man and he said 'vote' (dig this boy)
Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
I gotta take three weeks I gotta have a fine vacation
I gotta take my problems to the United Nations
I done told my congress man and he said 'vote' (dig this boy)
Sometimes, I wonder what I'm gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Woah, there ain't no cure