U2

All I Want Is You
Discotheque
Hold Me Thrill Me Kiss Me Kill Me
I Still Haven´t Found What I´m Looking For
Lemon
Miss Sarajevo
Pride
Sunday Bloody Sunday
The Playboy Mansion
The Sweetest Thing
Unchained Melody
With Or Whithout You
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Miss Sarajevo

Is there a time for keeping your distance,
A time to turn your eyes away?
Is there a time for keeping your head down,
For getting on with your day?
Is there a time for Kohl and lipstick,
A time for cutting hair?
Is there a time for highstreet shopping,
To find the right dress to wear?
Here she comes, heads turn around
Here she comes to take her crown
Is there a time to run for cover,
A time for kiss and tell?
Is there a time for different colours,
Different names you find it hard to spell?
Is there a time for first communion,
A time for East 17?
Is there a time to turn to Mecca,
Is there a time to be a beauty queen?
Here she comes, beauty plays the clown
Here she comes, surreal in her crown
Dici che il fiume trova la via al mare
Che come il fiume giungerai a me
Oltre i confini e le terre assetate
Dici che come fiume, come fiume
L'amore giungera, l'amore
E non so pi\'fa pregare
E nell'amore non so pi\'fa sperare
E quell'amore non so pi\'fa aspettare
Is there a time for tying ribbons,
A time for Christmas trees?
Is there a time for laying tables,
When the night is set to freeze?

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Hold Me Thrill Me Kiss Me Kill Me

You don't know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh Lordy you've been stealing
From the thieves and you got caught
In the headlights
Of a stretch car
You're a star
Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
They don't know what you're doing
Babe, it must be art
You're a headache
In a suitcase \line You're a star
Oh no, don't be shy
You don't have to go blind
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
You don't know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself
Almost as much as you doubt
You're a big smash
You wear it like a rash
Star
Oh no, don't be shy
It takes a crowd to cry
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
They want you to be Jesus
They'll go down on one knee
But they'll want their money back
If you're alive at thirty-three
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix \line You're a star
(Oh child)
Of course you're not shy
You don't have to deny love
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me

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Pride

One man come in the name of love
One man come and go
One man come, he to justify
One man to overthrow
Chorus:
In the name of love
One more in the name of love
In the name of love
One more in the name of love
One man come on a barbed wire fence
One man he resist
One man washed on an empty beach
One man betrayed with a kiss
Chorus
Early morning, April four
Shot rings out in the Memphis sky
Free at last, they took your life
They could not take your pride
Chorus
Spoken: For the Reverent Martin Luther King - saint.
Chorus
In the name of love

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I Still Haven´t Found What I´m Looking For

I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
I have run I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
I believe in the Kingdom Come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
But yes I'm still running.
You broke the bonds
You loosened the chains
You carried the cross
And my shame
And my shame
You know I believed it
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

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All I Want Is You

You say you want a diamond
On a ring of gold
You say you want your story
To remain untold
All the promises we made
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you'll give me a highway
With no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night
You say you'll give me riches
On a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
All the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you want your love to work out right
To stay with me through the night
You say you want a diamond
On a ring of gold
You say you want your story
To remain untold
All the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
All I want is you

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With Or Whithout You

See the stone set in your eyes
S ee the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait....without you
With or without you
With or without you
Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you
With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away
My hands are tied
My body bruised, she's got me with
Nothing to win
And nothing left to lose
With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you

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Sunday Bloody Sunday

I can't believe the news today,
I can't close my eyes and make it go away.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? Tonight we can be as one.
Broken bottles under children's feet,
Bodies strewn across a dead end street,
But I won't heed the battle call,
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
And the battle's just begun,
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trenches dug within our hearts,
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, Tonight we can be as one.
Tonight, tonight.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
Wipe your tears away,
Wipe your blood shot eyes.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
And it's true we are immune.
When fact is fiction and T.V. is reality,
And today the millions cry,
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die.
The real battle just begun.
To claim the victory Jesus won,
On a Sunday bloody Sunday,
Sunday bloody Sunday.

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Lemon

Lemon \line See through in the sunlight
She wore lemon
Never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
But when you're dry
She draws water from a stone
I feel like I'm slowly, slowly, slowlys slipping under
I feel like I'm holding onto nothing
She wore lemon
To colour in the cold grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through light projected
He can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light
To look for her
And I feel like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel like I'm swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Lemon
See through in the sunlight
A man builds a city
With banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can
See the world outside You're gonna meet her there
A man makes a car She's your destination
And builds roads to run (them) on You gotta get to her
A man dreams of leaving She's imagination
But he always stays behind
And these are the days when our work has come assunder
And these are the days when we look for something other
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through light projected
He can see himself up close Gotta meet her there
A man captures colour She's your destination
A man likes to stare There's no sleeping there
He turns his money into light She's imagination
To look for her \line She is the dreamer
She's imagination
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close

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The Playboy Mansion

If Coke is a mystery
Michael Jackson...History
If beauty is truth
And surgery the fountain of youth
What am I to do
Have I got the gift to get me through
The gates of that mansion
If OJ is more than a drink
And a Big Mac bigger than you think
If perfume is an obsession
And talk shows, confession
What have we got to lose
Another push and we'll be through
The gates of that mansion
I never bought a Lotto ticket
I never parked in anyone's space
The banks feel like cathedrals
I guess casinos took their place
Love, come on down
Don't wake her, she'll come around
Chance is a kind of religion
Where you're damned for plain hard luck
I never did see that movie
I never did read that book
Love, come on down
Let my numbers come around
Don't know if I can hold on
Don't know if I'm that strong
Don't know if I can wait that long
'Til the colours come flashing
And the lights go on
Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
And though I can't say why
I know I've got to believe
We'll go diving in that pool
It's who you know that gets you through
The gates of the Playboy mansion
The Playboy mansion
The Playboy mansion
Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame

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Discotheque

You can reach
But you can't grab it
You can hold it, control it
No, you can't bag it
You can push
But you can't direct it
Circulate, regulate, oh no
You cannot connect it
You know you're chewing bubblegum
You know what that is
But you still want some
You just can't get enough
Of that lovie dovie stuff
You get confused \line But you know it
Yeah, you hurt for it, work for it, love
You don't always show it
Let's go \line Let's go
Let's go \line Discotheque
Let's go \line Let's go
Discotheque
You're looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
Be the song that you hear in your head
Love...Love...
Love...Love...
Love...
It's no trick
'Cause you can't learn it
It's the way you don't pay, that's okay
'Cause you can't earn it
You know you're chewing bubblegum
You know what that is
But you still want some
You just can't get enough
Of that lovie dovie stuff
Let's go \line Let's go
Discotheque
Go go
Go go
Discotheque
You're looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
Be the song that you hear in your head
Love...
(You want heaven in your heart)
(Heaven in your heart)
(The sun, the moon, and the stars)
But you take what you can get
'Cause it's all that you can find
But you know there's something more
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Ha...ha...
Ha...ha...
Ha...ha...
Ha...
(Boom) (Boom) Discotheque
I can't, Get in, I paid, It's not enough
(Boom) (Boom) Discotheque
I can't, Get in, I paid, It's not enough
(Boom) (Boom) Discotheque
I can't, Get in, I paid, It's not enough
(Boom) (Boom) Discotheque
I can't, Get in, I paid, It's not enough
(Boom) (Boom) Discotheque
I can't, Get in, I paid, It's not enough

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The Sweetest Thing

My love she throws me like a rubber ball
Oh oh oh the sweetest thing
But she won't catch me, or break my fall
Oh oh oh the sweetest thing
Baby's got blu skies overhead
But in this I'm a raincloud
You know she likes a dry kind of love
Oh oh oh the sweetest thing
I'm losing you
Oh oh oh, I'm losing you yeah
Ain't love the sweetest thing
The sweetset thing
I wanted to run, she made me crawl
Oh oh oh the sweetest thing
Eternal fire, she turned me to straw
Oh oh oh the sweetest thing
You know I got black eyes
Buy they burn so brightly for her
Mine is a blind kind of love
Oh oh oh the sweetest thing
[I'm loosing you....]
Blue eyed boy meets a brown-eyed girl
Oh oh oh the sweetest thing
You can sew it up
But you still see the tear
Oh oh oh the sweetest thing
Baby's got blue skies overhead
But in this I'm a raincloud
You know we got a stormy kind of love
Oh oh oh the sweetest thing

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Unchained Melody

Oh, oh my love
Oh my darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long and lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine
I need your love
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me
Lonely rivers flow
To the sea, to the sea
To the open arms of the sea
Lonely rivers sigh
Wait for me, wait for me
I'll be coming home
Wait for me
Oh, oh my love
Oh my darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long and lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine
I need your love
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me (it to me)
God speed your love to me
(I need your love)
[Repeat until end]

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