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Hell
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

"Take a look around, there ain't no angels here
Just a big red moon all bloody and dirty
Coughing like a factory in the atmosphere

Take a happy face, stick it on the Middle East
There's a light switch broken
And a million fingers pointing at each other
For a minute's peace

Sweet talking baby Jane
She's a little golden hum
Looks like Cleopatra, acts like Joan Crawford
Rolling on a carpet with an ice pick in her heart

And it's all or nothing
I feel like jumping
Where are my wings, what's my ETA
And I don't know all that is
Like the place where angels live
All I know is Hell is not below

See Joe Public hanging from a red-tipped noose
Trapped in a bottle, drowning with a genie
Waist deep in wishes you can never use

At the last resort the geishas spread like flies
It's the moody black cloud all bitchy and muddy
Sticking to the ceiling like Gods on the night

Rotting in a (place) since she was only five years old
Only took a second as the windows shatter
Falling precious metal to suck out her soul".

Red
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

"There's a chance we may lose it all
All those hollow souls
Can't hope to hold that wall

What I breathe used to be my life
How come a good thing dies
And the evil still survive

Oh I've got to paint it red
Wake up and colour all the pieces
Don't sleep without your faces, and
Oh I've got to paint it red
Put your eyes back in your head
And oh paint it red

Where's the dance they may never dance
All those open hands
Can't hope to have a chance

What I see used to be a smile
How come your lips are sealed
And your spirit never flies

Cash on delivery
That's all they ever said
Grey tones can't be trusted
I say paint it red"

Live Like Horses
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

"I can't control this flesh and blood
That's wrapped around my bones
It moves beneath me like a river
Into the great unknown

I stepped onto the moving stairs
Before I could tie my shoes
Pried a harp out the fingers of a renegade
Who lived and died the blues

La promessa non fu chiara
S'erra solo impressa in me
Vidi solo il gelo dentro me
Quella notte dise a me

Vivrem comme cavalli
Liberi dai recinti di ferro
Che piu non voglio
Rinnegare i sensi
Su dai fuggiam
Vivrem comme cavalli

We're the victims of the heartbreak
That kept us short of breath
Trapped above these bloodless streets
Without a safety net

I stood in line to join the trial
One more customer of fate
Claimed a spoke in the wheel of the wagon train
On the road to the golden gate

Nel deserto la nave abbandonai
Per me aveva senso
Son stato troppo tempo nella bestia
Ed ora saro libero

Someday We'll live like horses
Free reign from your old iron fences
There's more ways than one to regain your senses
Break out the stalls and we'll live like horses
Someday

Liberi dai ricenti di ferro
Che piu non voglio
Rinnegare i sensi
Su dai fuggiam
Vivrem comme cavalli"

Building A Bird
Written by Elton John & Bernie Taupin

"I'm building a bird
From the wreck of a story
Something I once heard
Sifting through this pile of words
I'm building a bird

I'm building a bird
From a crack in the system
Sunshine it's a dirty word
Slippin' out this naked world
And building a bird

Take a broken bird home
Wrap it in barbed wire
Saddest song I ever heard
Was a bird in a house on fire

I'm building a bird
From the wreck of a story
Something I once heard
Sifting through this pile of words
I'm building a bird

All this scattered make-up
From covering his curse
All the scattered building blocks
That never got to build a bird

If you want it you can take it
If you need it you don't know it
If it moves screw in the ground
If it's around it's all over
Tools and nails glue and feathers
All that's left from building a bird

I'm building a bird
From a crack in the system
Sunshine it's a dirty word
Slippin' out this naked world
And building a bird
And building a bird"

Queen
Written by elton john
recorded for versace fashion show, paris 1995

"Some people are born royal
Others become queens on their own

Queen, queen
Queen, queen

I dont need to be king
I just wanna be queen

No doubt about it
Im gonna shout it

Queen, queen
Queen, queen

Darling, shes the queen of queens"

Marching In Milan
Written by elton john
recorded for versace fashion show, paris 1995

"And then there were uniforms

Were marching in milan

Were marching in milan"

Into The Jungle
Written by Elton John
recorded for Versace Fashion Show, Paris 1995

"Deep in the jungle
A story's unfolding
Exotic, sexy, classic
Gianni

Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

Deep in the jungle
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

Deep in the jungle
Deep in the jungle
Deep in the jungle
Versace
Versace"