The Hula Hula Boys

R says: “Warren Zevon was a brilliant musician and a tormented soul who did a lot of horrible things in his life. Jackson Browne not only saved Warren from dying of drug overdoses and murdering his family, but he’d distract him with all night songwriting and jam sessions. (There’s a cover of Poor Poor Pitiful Me by Jackson Browne that I may do in a few years.) This routine took 3 years of dreaming of it and a day and a half of building. It’s a three-minute Benny Hill act, sans Benny slapping some old geezer on the head. I felt it was perfect for a burlesque theme. And the out of sync is deliberate… not just me being lazy and sloppy. Everyone was told to be a bit random and accessorize and play it up. Bri with the one boot was the best visual pun of them all! Oh, and about the set… the tire, fence, stop sign, and cinderblock are an homage to Strong Bad from Homestar Runner.”

I saw her leave the luau
With the one who parked the cars
And the fat one from the swimming pool
They were swaying arm in arm

I could hear the ukuleles playing
Down by the sea
She’s gone with the hula hula boys
She don’t care about me
She’s gone with the hula hula boys
She don’t care about me

They’re singing,
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana (translation hazy: and thus the story goes)
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana

Yesterday she went to see
The Polynesian band
But she came home with her hair all wet
And her clothes all filled with sand

I didn’t have to come to Maui
To be treated like a jerk
How do you think I feel
When I see the bellboys smirk?

And I can hear the ukuleles playing
Down by the sea
She’s gone with the hula hula boys
She don’t care about me

They’re signing,
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana
Ha’ina ‘ia mai ana ka puana

Devil Inside

Here come the woman
With the look in her eye
Raised on leather
With flesh on her mind
Words as weapons
Sharper than knives
Makes you wonder how the other half die
How the other half die
Makes you wonder, wonder, wonder
Here come the man with the look in his eye
Fed on nothing but full of pride
Look at them go, look at them kick
Makes you wonder how the other half live
Devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us
The devil inside
Devil inside
Every single one of us
The devil inside
Here come the world
With the look in its eye
Future uncertain but certainly slight
Look at the faces listen to the bells
It’s hard to believe we need a place called hell
A place called hell
The devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us
The devil inside
Devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us
Here comes the woman
With the look in her eye
She’s raised on leather
With flesh on her mind
Words are weapons sharper than knives
Makes you wonder how the other half die
Devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us
The devil inside
Devil inside
Devil inside
Every single one of us
The devil inside
Devil inside
Devil inside
Every single one of us
The devil inside
Devil inside
Devil inside
Every single one of us
The devil inside
The devil inside
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The devil inside
Yeah, yeah, yeah

The Last Song

Watching the stars till they’re gone,
like an actor all alone,
who never knew the story he was in,
who never knew the story ends.
Like the sky reflecting my heart,
all the colors become visible.
When the morning begins… I’ll read the last line.

I’ll embrace the endless rain
and welcome the new dawn
with my heart still soaked.

In endless rain I’ve been walking,
like a poet feeling pain,
trying to find the answers,
trying to hide the tears.
But it was just a circle that never ends.
When the rain stops, I’ll turn the page,
the page of the first chapter.

I just get hurt and hurt others,
I should know the answers by now.
So why am I still asking questions?

Am I wrong to be hurt?
Am I wrong to feel pain?
Am I wrong to be in the rain?
Am I wrong to wish the night won’t end?
Am I wrong to cry?
But I know it’s not wrong to sing the last song,
cause forever fades.

Before I realize it,
I’m watching the night sky all alone again,
as our memories gradually disappear…
I just get hurt and hurt others,
I should know the answers by now.
So why am I still asking questions?

I see red… I see blue…
But the silver lining gradually takes over.
When the morning begins…
I’ll be in the next chapter.

I’ll embrace the endless rain
and welcome the new dawn
with my heart still soaked.
I just get hurt and hurt others,
I should know the answers by now.
So why am I still asking questions?
https://lyricstranslate.com/en/last-song-last-song.html-2

Sailing

AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION PARTIES:

I am sailing
I am sailing
Home again
‘Cross the sea
I am sailing
Stormy waters
To be near you
To be free
I am flying
I am flying
Like a bird
‘Cross the sky
I am flying
Passing high clouds
To be near you
To be free
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Through the dark night, far away
I am dying, forever crying
To be with you, who can say
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Through the dark night, far away
I am dying, forever crying
To be with you, who can say?
We are sailing, we are sailing
Home again
‘Cross the sea
We are sailing
Stormy waters
To be near you
To be free
Oh, Lord, to be near you, to be free
Oh, my Lord, to be near you, to be free
Oh, my Lord, to be near you, to be free
Oh, Lord

Livin’ on a Prayer / You Give Love A Bad Name

Once upon a time not so long ago
Tommy used to work on the docks, union’s been on strike
He’s down on his luck, it’s tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day working for her man
She brings home her pay, for love, for love
She says, we’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got
It doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot for love
We’ll give it a shot
Woah, we’re half way there
Woah, livin’ on a prayer
Take my hand, we’ll make it I swear
Woah, livin’ on a prayer
Tommy’s got his six-string in hock
Now he’s holding in what he used to make it talk
So tough, it’s tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers
Baby, it’s okay, someday
We’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got
It doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot for love
We’ll give it a shot
Woah, we’re half way there
Woah, livin’ on a prayer
Take my hand, we’ll make it I swear
Woah, livin’ on a prayer
Livin’ on a prayer
Oh, we’ve got to hold on, ready or not
You live for the fight when it’s all that you’ve got
Woah, we’re half way there
Woah, livin’ on a prayer
Take my hand, we’ll make it I swear
Woah, livin’ on a prayer
Woah, we’re half way there
Woah, livin’ on a prayer
Take my hand, we’ll make it I swear
Woah, livin’ on a prayer
Woah, we’re half way there
Woah, livin’ on a prayer
Take my hand, we’ll make it I swear
Woah, livin’ on a prayer

Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
Darlin’, you give love a bad name
An angel’s smile is what you sell
You promise me Heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion’s a prison, you can’t break free
Oh, you’re a loaded gun, yeah
Oh, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done
Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
Hey, you give love, a bad name
Paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boy’s dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye
Whoa, you’re a loaded gun
Whoa, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done
Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
You give love, oh
Oh, shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
You give love
You give love (bad name)
You give love
You give love (bad name)
You give love
You give love (bad name)
You give love
You give love

Shoot to Thrill

(Because AC/DC are greedy jerks, you might not be able to hear the song in the video. Go to the Google Drive for the archive of videos that are blocked in a lot of countries.)

All you women who want a man of the street
But don’t know which way you wanna turn
Just keep a-comin’, and put your hand out to me
‘Cause I’m the one who’s gonna make you burn
I’m gonna take you down
Oh, down, down, down
So, don’t you fool around
I’m gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills, yeah
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will, yeah
I’m like evil, I get under your skin
Just like a bomb that’s ready to blow
‘Cause I’m illegal, I got everything
That all you women might need to know
I’m gonna take you down
Yeah, down, down, down
So, don’t you fool around
I’m gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills, said
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
‘Cause I shoot to thrill, and I’m ready to kill
I can’t get enough and I can’t get my fill
I shoot to thrill, play to kill
Yeah
Pull the trigger, pull it
Pull it, pull it, pull the trigger!
Oh
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills, I said
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, going to fire at will
‘Cause I shoot to thrill and I’m ready to kill
And I can’t get enough and I can’t get my fill
‘Cause I shoot to thrill, play to kill
Yeah
Shoot you down, yeah
I’m gonna get you down to the bottom, girl
Shoot you, I’m gonna shoot you
Ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I’m gonna shoot you down, yeah, yeah
I’m gonna get you down
Down, down, down, down
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah yeah
I’m gonna shoot to thrill
Play to kill
Shoot to thrill