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Where's the orchestra?. Wasn't this supposed to be a musical?. Here I am,. In the balcony,. How the hell could I have missed the overture?. I like the scenery. Even though, I have absolutely no
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The bells of St. Mary's. Ah! hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea And so, my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out. Ring
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Where's the orchestra?. Wasn't this supposed to be a musical?. Here I am,. In the balcony,. How the hell could I have missed the overture?. I like the scenery. Even though, I have absolutely no
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It's raining in my head. But no tears come down. And I'm dreaming of you. Until sleep comes around. Sleep comes down sleep comes down. Sleep comes down sleep comes down. The orchestra's playing
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It's raining in my head. But no tears come down. And I'm dreaming of you. Until sleep comes around. Sleep comes down sleep comes down. Sleep comes down sleep comes down. The orchestra's playing
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The Bells of St. Mary's. Ah, hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea. . And so my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out
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The bells. Of St. Mary's. Ah. Here they. Are calling. The young loves. And the true loves. That come. From the sea. . And so my beloved. When the red leaves. Are falling. The love bells
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. To taste the sweet and sour. The pattern juggler lifts his hand. The orchestra begin. As slowly turns the grinding wheel. In the court of the crimson king. On soft grey mornings widows cry. The wise
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Moonlight Cocktail. Glenn Miller & his Orchestra. Words by Kim Gannon. Music by Lucky Roberts #1 from week of February 28, 1942 to week of May 2, 1942 Couple of jiggers of moonlight and add a star
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). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members of the bbc symphony orchestra (while the orchestra plays like it or not, motorhead rummages on stage
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When they begin the beguine. It brings back the sound of music so tender. It brings back a night of tropical splendor. It brings back a memory ever green I'm with you once more under the stars
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). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members of the bbc symphony orchestra (roy sings melody) All. Boooooh
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). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members of the bbc symphony orchestra (jimmy carl, motorhead, roy & bunk are reunited by dons sentimental
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(Latimer). Performed by the orchestra
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Title State Of The Art. Artist Gotye. Albums Making Mirrors. When the cotillion arrived. We threw out the television. Model D 575. Has custom flute presets. And Harmony-Plus in addition. Now for an
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When they begin the beguine. It brings back the sound of music so tender. It brings back a night of tropical splendor. It brings back a memory ever green I'm with you once more under the stars
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When they begin the beguine. It brings back the sound of music so tender. It brings back a night of tropical splendor. It brings back a memory ever green I'm with you once more under the stars
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standing through it all" add to the apocalyptic feel of the song, which was a live favourite for many years, particularly in the days of the band's concerts with the orchestra. . Lyrics. The eyes of night
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When they begin the beguine, it brings back the sound of music so tender,. . It brings back a night of tropical splendor, it brings back a memory ever green. . I'm with you once more under the
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. And down by the shore, an orchestra`s playing. And even the palms seem to be swaying. When they begin the beguine To live it again is past all endeavor. Except when that tune clutches my heart. And
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O come, O come, Emmanuel . And ransom captive Israel . That mourns in lonely exile here . Until the Son of God appear . Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel . Shall come to thee, O Israel. . O come, Thou Rod
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O come, O come, Emmanuel. And ransom captive Israel. That mourns in lonely exile here. Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel. Shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, Thou Rod of
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Bing Crosby/Ken Lane Singers /The Victor Young Orchestra. . Written by. . . The first Noel. The angel did say. Was to certain poor Shepards. In fields as they lay. . In fields where they
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Bài hát It's Time - Steve Aoki, Laidback Luke, Bruce Buffer. Presenting the champion of the world. Steve Aoki, Laidback Luke!. Undefeated, and the defending champion of the world. Chorus Bruce Buffer
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When they begin the beguine. It brings back the sound of music so tender,. It brings back a night of tropical splendor,. It brings back a memory ever green. I'm with you once more under the stars
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O, say can you see . By the dawn's early light. What so proudly we hailed . At the twilight's last gleaming?. Whose broad stripes and bright stars . Through the perilous fight. O'er the ramparts we
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Bài hát The Windsor Waltz - Vera Lynn, Soldiers, Sailors & Airmen Of H. M. Forces, Roland Shaw, His Orchestra. Remember, my darling, the night that we met. Dancing the old Windsor waltz. I saw you
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). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members of the bbc symphony orchestra (were the mothers of invention ahead of their time? at least in the
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Bài hát The Last Waltz(Album Version) - Julian Ovenden. The band had only one more song to play. And then I saw you out the corner of my eye,. A little girl, alone and so shy. I had the last waltz
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Song The Fall - Electric Light Orchestra. I see the early glow, I hear you say hello. I watch the shadows fall, I don't see you at all. It's a lie (I don't believe it's so), it's a lie. I see the
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The bells of St. Mary's. Ah, hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea And so my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out, ring
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Bài hát Top Of The World - The Carpenters. Such a feelin's comin' over me . There is wonder in 'most ev'ry thing I see. Not a cloud in the sky, got the sun in my eyes. And I won't be surprised if
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In the magic garden, some were singing, some were dancing. While the midnight moon shone brightly overhead. The stars so gayly glistened and the sphinx in silence listened. To the magician tell of
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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. Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera
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;. O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,. O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?. On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,. Where the foe's haughty host in dread
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the night. Yeah, we were rockin' at the opera house until the break of light. And the orchestra were playin' all Chuck Berry's greatest tunes. And the singers in the chorus all got off on singing