Bring Your Daughter to the Slaughter by Iron Maiden

                                                     Honey, it's getting close to midnight

And all the myths are still in town
True love and lipstick on your linen
Bite the pillow, make no sound
If there's some living to be done
Before your life becomes your tomb
You'd better know that I'm the one
Unchain your back door
Invite me around

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Let her go!

Honey, it's getting close to daybreak
The sun is creeping in the sky
No patent remedies for heartache
Just empty words and humble pie
So get down on your knees, honey
Assume an attitude
You just pray that I'll be waiting
'Cause you know, you know I'm coming soon

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

So pick up your foolish pride
No going back
Nowhere, no way, no place to hide
Let her go

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
To the slaughter

Bring your daughter
Fetch your daughter
Bring your daughter
Fetch your daughter
Bring your daughter
Fetch your daughter
To the slaughter

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Gonna get you!

LITTLE KNOWN FACT... THE SONG IS ABOUT THE IRON MAIDEN BOOK GROOP'S DISCUSSION OF SLAUGHTER HOUSE FIVE

I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles by Engelbert Humperkinck

I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high
Nearly reach the sky
Then like my dreams
They fade and die

Fortune's always hiding
I've looked everywhere
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air

Fortune's always hiding
I've looked everywhere
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
Pretty bubbles in the air
Pretty bubbles in the air

WELL DUDE... STOP BLOWING BUBBLES,,,, ITS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE DEPRESSING... AND FRANKLY IF YOU ARE NOT DOING IT FOR A TODDLER ITS A LITTLE CREEPY

Left to My Own Devices by The Pet Shop Boys

 I get out of bed at half past ten

phone up a friend who's a party animal
Turn on the news and drink some tea
Maybe if you're with me we'll do some shopping

One day I'll read or learn to drive a car
If you pass the test, you can beat the rest
but I don't like to compete or talk street, street, street
I can pick up the best from the party animal

I could leave you
say good-bye
or I could love you
if I try
and I could
and left to my own devices
I probably would
Left to my own devices
I probably would

Pick up a brochure about the sun
Learn to ignore what the photographer saw
I was always told that you should join a club
stick with the gang if you want to belong

I was a lonely boy, no strength, no joy
in a world of my own at the back of the garden
I didn't want to compete or play out on the street
for in a secret life I was a Roundhead general

I could leave you
say good-bye
or I could love you
if I try
and I could
and left to my own devices
I probably would
Left to my own devices
I probably would
Oh, I would

I was faced with a choice at a difficult age
Would I write a book? Or should I take to the stage?
But in the back of my head I heard distant feet
Che Guevara and Debussy to a disco beat

It's not a crime when you look the way you do
the way I like to picture you
When I get home, it's late at night
I pour a drink and watch the fight
Turn off the TV, look at a book
pick up the phone, fix some food
Maybe I'll sit up all night and day
waiting for the minute I hear you say

I could leave you
say good-bye
or I could love you
if I try
and I could
and left to my own devices
I probably would

Come on, baby
say good-bye
I could love you
if I try
and I could
and left to my own devices
I probably would
Left to my own devices
I probably would

Out of bed at half past ten
the party animal phones a friend
Picks up news about the sun
and the working day has just begun
Sticks with the gang at the back of the street
Pass the test and he don't compete
Drive the car, if you're with me
Che Guevara's drinking tea
He reads about a new device
and takes to the stage in a secret life
(I would if I could)

Left to my own devices
I probably would
If I was left to my own devices
I possibly would
(I would if I could)
If I was left to my own devices
I probably would
If I was left to my own devices
I probably would

I could leave you
say good-bye
or I could love you
if I try
and I could
and left to my own devices
I probably would
Left to my own devices
I probably would
Come on, baby
Left to my own devices
I probably would

I HAD NOT CLOSELY LISTENED TO THE LYRICS EVER... I HAD NO IDEA IT WAS A SONG ABOUT ISOLATION AND BEING ALONE

The Old Landmark by James Brown

 Let us all (All go back)

To the Old (Old landmark)
Let us all to the Old (All go back Old Landmark)
Let us stay in the service of the Lord
Jesus, ohh! (He's my Lord, oh, my Lord)
Let us preach of the Old
At the... (Hey! Hey!)
Landmark
Praise the Lord, well!
Let us preach, at the Old
Preach the Word, all the way
Yeah, preach
Preach the Word, all the way
Do it, know it, fell it (All people)
People, people, well (Preach the Word)
Let us preach, at the Old (Preach the Word, Old Landmark)
Preach the Word, at the Old (Preach the Word, Old Landmark)
Preach the Word, at the Old (Preach the Word, Old Landmark)
Preach the Word, at the Old (Preach the Word, Old Landmark)
Preach the Word, at the Old (Preach the Word, Old Landmark)
People, now
Brothers, sisters
Yeah, Lord, Yeah, Lord, Yeah, Lord, Yeah, Lord
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Lord
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, child
Let us all, to the Old (All go back, Old Landmark)
Let us all, to the Old (All go back, Old Landmark)
Turnin', yearnin', learnin', burnin'
Gonna go back, Ahh (Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Gonna go back, Ahh (Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Gonna go back, Ahh (Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Gonna go back, Ahh (Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Let us stay in the service of the Lord

ONE OF THE BEST MOMENTS IN MOVIE HISTORY