Open on Helicopters .......... Sound Effect

Conversation On A Barstool .......... Bono / The Edge

To Hell With Love .......... Doc Pomus / Dr. John

Punishing Kiss .......... McManus / O'Riordan / Costello

Cello Concerto in B Minor .......... Antonin Dvorak

Blue .......... Jon Hendricks / Gildo Mahones

Evil California .......... Terry Adams / Iggy Pop

'Berceuse' From The Firebird Suite .......... Igor Stravinsky

A Thousand Years .......... Gavin Friday / Maurice Seezer

Cello Concerto No. 2, Opus 30 .......... Victor Herbert

Imitation Of A Kiss .......... Roy Nathanson / Marc Ribot / David Cale

Full Moon .......... Doc Pomus / Dr. John

I Don't Know You .......... Doc Pomus / Dr. John

Nothing Can Stop Me Now .......... Horace Silver

Earthquake .......... Sound Effect

Ending Credit Music Medley: Prisoner Of Life & I'm Gonna Go Fishin' .......... Peggy Lee / Duke Ellington

How Does She Do It So Quickly? .......... Thomas Tree / Cory Coppage

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I'm tired, so tired I can hardly stand
I can't breathe in the air in this city tonight
It's taken everything I had to give
And now, I just want to get out of here

But I won't be sorry if you won't be
And I don't want your pity or sympathy
But for forty five dollars I can make it
You wait and see

He came from Miami to start out again
I hear that he's back with his mother ill
He told me he loved me and he wanted my child
But you know people change their minds

But I won't be sorry if you won't be
And I don't want your pity or sympathy
But with forty five dollars I can make it
You wait and see

But I won't be sorry if you won't be
And I don't want your pity or your sympathy
But with forty five dollars I can make it
You wait and see

It isn't as if I was just anybody
On Broadway I danced for that Senator
They know me in London and they know me in Paris
I'm only talking because you look like you needed a friend

But I won't sorry if you won't be
And I don't want your pity or your sympathy
But with forty five dollars I'm halfway
To Miami

You say I should lie looking you straight in the eye

That what you don't know ain't a gonna hurt you none

Well if it's square being honest with you

That's the kind of love you're speaking of then to hell with love

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You say steal regardless of the way I feel

Just a little extra lovin' on the side'll do me good

Well if it's wrong being honest with you

What you speak of you're calling love then to hell with love

[ strings ]

You say cheat that'll make love complete

So this is what this old world has finally slipped down to

Cause if it's wrong being honest with you

Your love's not for me I hate to be speaking grossly

So pardon me but to hell with love

(Words MacManusO'Riordan, music: Costello)
I favour a good punishing kiss
it helps pass the lonely afternoon
another stiff drink, wipe off that lipstick
For when you reach a certain age
All the most villainous men can be found on Channel Ten
I make them dance in attendance
'We will be back in a minute or two'
And he will punish that girl
Oh forget the reason
Just look at me I'm lost in a social whirl
She was never so witty
Always struggling to be full of fun
'On weekdays
From mid-day to one'
In a little black cocktail dress everyone hates
She'll be saving the world inbetween fashion plates
I know what she gets up to in the back of that blacked out limousine
And I catch myself shouting at the screen
I think that it's time to turn over
They say it's harmless I know
A hundred and ten percent certain
Virtually real
If you need something to feel
Then favour a punishing kiss
It helps chase the wasted afternoons
The flowers and pearls
The long lost relations
That love sick tom-boy comes in bloom
The pointless heartache
That seems to belong in my blue room
Can't stand the suspense
The endless embraces
Each episode lends the silly pretence
Say I can look away when I will never miss it
Starts with a joke
And ends with a punishing kiss

Instrumental

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A sweet kiss said forget me not
When love spoke i knew no wrong
But that was once upon a dream come true
A long time ago
Baby's sick
Baby's cold
Baby's feeling blue
For what seems like a thousand years
Dreams for those
Who sleep at night
Lovers kiss, dreams entwine
In the dark i wait at night
For your call
Will you call
You never call (my name)
Lying weak on my bed alone

Moonlight keeps me warm
As i wait for a thousand years
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???
???
Dreams for those
Who sleep at night
Lovers kiss, dreams entwine
In the dark i wait at night
For your call
Will you call
You never call(ed) (my name)
Love is cruel
Love's a liar too
But a fool can see no wrong
So i'll wait for a thousand years
Yes i'll wait for a thousand years

Instrumental

This is an imitation of a kiss.
An imitation's all it is and when I kiss you, it may look like a kiss.
Call it a kiss, this imitation of love.

It's an imitation of romance.
All hollow gestures and demands.
You get agressive.

So tired of routines, you go to extremes.
This imitation of romance.

There's a place I used to go, it's closed down long ago.
I'd lie down there in your darkness watching rivers flow.

Now it's an imitation of love.
No one's fooling no one.
And though you're here now, I'm so far away.
Let's call it a day.
This imitation of a kiss.

When it looks like all is lost here something reappears.
All my reasons leave the room now, leaving you still here.

This is an imitation of goodbye.
I say it's over all the time, yet I'm still with you.
Don't know why it is I can't resist this imitation of a kiss.

There's a wind inside my soul,
Burnin' secrets in the cold.
My spirit rages.

And the faces in my field,
Only flesh made out of him.
My body ages.

Houses made of stone and ice.
Chimneys smokey paradise.
If you gotta leave, you gotta leave alone.

Chorus:
Oh lord, there's a full moon, oh lord, in my eyes.
There's a full moon; insane vision in disguise.
There's a full moon.
Oh lord, there's a full moon out tonight.

Old men close their eyes and weep.
Young men pray that they're asleep,
Inside the madness.

Young girls dance between the sparks,
And old women die in parks,
From too much sadness.

And we dig a million holes.
And were goin' down for gold.
If you gotta leave, you gotta leave alone.

Chorus

Instrumental

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I'M GONNA GO FISHIN' (AND CATCH ME A TROUT)
(Duke Ellington / Peggy Lee)

Yeah, I'm gonna go fishing
That's what I'll do
Think about nothing
Not even you
Catch a real big one, a big speckled trout
Snapping in the water I'll pull him on out

Sweet talking liar
Spin me a yarn
Tell me a story
Big as a barn
Don't stop listening I won't hear you out
I'm gonna go fishing and catch me a trout

If a gal is a liar
A gal is a fool
Playing for keepers
and breaking the rules
She'll be the loser, yet to find out
I'm gonna go fishing and catch me a trout

Here in the water
Look at him shine
There goes a big one
That one is mine
Catch up the reel now, I've got the feel now
Hooked onto my fly rod I've got me a trout

Sweet talking liar
You're in for a fall
You tell me a story
You cut to the wall
Don't go my way, I'm down the highway
I'm gonna go fishing...
Yes I'm gonna go fishing...
Yes I'm gonna go fishing and get me some trout

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