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Barbra:Look, I've spent a lot of time working on this --
Voice 1:Look, no one's gonna buy it -- no one. Voice 2:No one in Middle America, anyway. That's for sure. Voice 3:He's right! Voice 1:Sweetheart, it's just not commercial! Barbra:What is commercial? Voice 2:It's not what's selling nowadays. Voice 1:I mean - personally, I love it, but -- B (sung):Be nice, girl! Voice 3:Nobody's into this kind of material. B (sung):You have to pay a price, girl! Voice 2:This album needs a hit single we can push. B (sung):They like to give advice, girl! Voice 1:The whole idea's too risky. B (sung):Don't think about it twice, girl! Voice 2:The audience won't understand this kind of thing! B (sung):It's time to get to work! Barbra:I disagree! Why don't you wait until you hear it? Voice 3:This is like your old stuff! B (sung):Art isn't easy. Voice 3:You've got to appeal to the kids. B (sung):Even when you're hot. Voice 2:Why would you want to make an album like this anyway? B (sung):Advancing art is easy. Voice 1:I think we ought to talk seriously about this. B (sung):Financing it is not! Voice 2:Why take chances? B (sung):A vision's just a vision if it's only in your head! Voice 1:Nobody respects your artistic integrity more than I do, but - B (sung):If no one gets to hear it, it's as good as dead! Voice 2:You have to think about you career! B (sung):It has to come to life! B (sung): Bit by bit / Putting it together Piece by piece / Only way to make a work of art Every moment makes a contribution Every little detail plays a parts Having just a vision's no solution Everything depends on execution Putting it together / That's what counts! Ounce by ounce / Putting in together Small amounts / Having it can make a work of art First of all you need a good foundation Otherwise it's risky from the start Takes a little cocktail conversation But without the proper preparation Having just a vision's no solution Everything depends on execution The art of making art Is putting it together / Bit by bit Voice 2:Do we really need all these musicians? Link by link / Making the connections Yes we do! Drink by drink / Taking every comment as it comes Learning how to play the politician Like you play piano, bass and drums Otherwise you'll find your composition Isn't gonna get much exhibition Art isn't easy Every minor detail / Is a major decision Have to keep things in scale Have to hold to your vision Voice 1:Why don't we talk about this over dinner, darling? What's a little cocktail conversation If it gets the funds for your foundation Every time I start to feel defensive -- I remember vinyl is expensive! Voice 3:Would you agree to do an interview? Barbra:Maybe one! Dot by dot / Building up the image Shot by shot / Keeping at a distance doesn't pay Soon as you remember your objective Keeps all your privacy away A little bit of hype can be effective As long as you can keep it in perspective Even when you get some recognition Everything you do you still audition Art isn't easy Overnight you're a trend / You're the right combination Then the trend's at an end You're suddenly last year's sensation! All they ever want is repetition All they really like is what they know You gotta keep a link with your tradition Got to learn to trust your intuition While you reestablish your position So that you can be on exhibi- Spoken:So that your work can be on exhibition!!! B (sung): Be new, girl! They tell you till they're blue, girl! You're new, or else you're through, girl! And even if it's true, girl, You do what you can do! Bit by bit / Putting it together Piece by piece / Working on the vision night and day All it takes is time and perseverance And a little luck along the way Putting in a personal appearance Gathering supporters and adherents Voice 1:Well, she's an original! Voice 3:WAS! Noting every song but in addition Harmonizing each negotiation Balancing the part that's all musicians With the part that's strictly presentation Balancing the money with the mission Till you have the perfect orchestration Even if you do have the suspicion That it's taking all your concentration The art of making art Is putting it together / Bit by bit Beat by beat / Part by part Sheet by sheet / Chart by chart Track by track by bit by reel by stack by stock by stick by steel by shpiel and the-e-e-en, It's the state of the art |
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| 2. |
| 2:39 |
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If I loved you
Time and again I would try to say All I'd want you to know If I loved you Words wouldn't come in an easy way Round in circles I'd go Longing to tell you But afraid and shy I'd let my golden chances Pass me by Soon you'd leave me, Off you would go In the mist of day, Never never to know How I loved you If I loved you. |
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| 2:55 |
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Could be?
Who knows? There's something due any day I will know, right away Soon as it shows It may come connanballing down Through the sky Gleam in it's eye, bright as rose Who knows? It's only just out of reach Down the block, on the beach Under a tree I got a feeling there's a miracle due Gonna come true, comin' to me... Could it be, yes it could Something's comin', something good If I can wait Something's comin' I don't know what it is But it is gonna be great With a click, with a shock Phone'll jingle, door will knock Open the latch Something's comin' Don't know when But it's soon Catch the moon One handed catch Around the corner Or whistlin' down the river Come on, deliver to me Will it be, yes it will Maybe just by holding still It'll be there Come on, something Come on in Don't be shy Meet a guy Pull up a chair The air is humming And something great is coming I feel like drumming And something great is coming Who knows? It's only just out of reach Down the block, on a beach Maybe tonight... Maybe tonight... Maybe tonight...! |
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| 3:29 |
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Nothing's gonna harm you
Not while I'm around Nothing's gonna harm you No sir, not while I'm around Demons are prowling everywhere Nowadays I'll send 'em howling I don't care I've got ways No one's gonna hurt you No one's gonna dare Others can desert you Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there Demons'll charm you with a smile For a while But in time Nothing can harm you Not while I'm around Being close and being clever Ain't like being true I don't need to I would never hide a thing from you Like some No one's gonna hurt you No one's gonna dare Others can desert you Not to worry, whistle I'll be there Demons'll charm you with a smile For a while But in time Nothin' can harm you Not while I'm around |
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| 5. |
| 3:24 |
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(From "Company")
Someone to hold you too close Someone to hurt you too deep Someone to sit in your chair And ruin your sleep And make you aware of being alive Someone to need you too much Someone to know you too well Someone to pullyou up short And put you through hell And give you supprt for being alive - being alive Make me alive, make me confused Mock me with praise, let me be used Vary my days, bul alone is alone, not alive. Somebody hold me too close Somebody force me to care Somebody make me come through I'll alway be there As frightened as you of being alive Being alive, being alive Someone you have to let in Someone whose feelings you spare Someone who, like it or not Will want you to share a little, a lot of being alive Make me alive, make me confused Mock me with praise, let me be used Vary my days, but alone is alone, not alive Somebody crowd me with love Somebody force me to care Somebody make me com through I'll always be there As frightened as you to help us survive Being alive, being alive, Being alive, being alive. |
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| 7. |
| 3:24 |
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(spoken) IT SAYS HERE IN THIS BOOK...
The average unmarried female Basically insecure Due to some long frustration May react With psychosomatic symptoms Difficult to endure Affecting the upper respiratory tract In other words, Just from waiting around For that plain little band of gold A person can develop a cold You can spray her wherever you figure The streptococci lurk You can give her a shot For whatever she's got But it just won't work If she's tired of getting the fish-eye From the hotel clerk A person Can develop a cold (spoken) IT SAYS HERE... The female remaining single Just in the legal sense Shows a neurotic tendency (spoken) See note...see note Note: Chronic organic syndromes Toxic or hypertense Involving the eye, The ear, the nose and throat In other words, Just from wondering Whether the wedding is on or off, A person Can develop a cough You can feed her all day With the Vitamin A And the Bromo Fizz But the medicine never Gets anywhere near Where the trouble is If she's getting a kind Of name for herself And the name ain't "his" A person Can develop a cough And further more Just from stalling And stalling and stalling The wedding trip A person Can develop La grippe When they get on a train For Niag'ra And she can hear church bells chime The compartment is air conditioned And the mood sublime Then they get off at Saratoga For the fourteenth time A person Can develop La grippe La grippe, La post nasal drip With the wheezes And the sneezes And a sinus that's really a pip! From a lack of community property And a feeling shes getting too old A person Can develop A big, bad cold! |
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| 4:42 |
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Isn't it rich,
Aren't we a pair Me here at last on the ground, You in mid-air Send in the clowns Isn't it bliss, Don't you approve One who keeps tearing around, One who can't move Where are the clowns? Send in the clowns Just when i stopped opening doors Finally knowing the one that i wanted was yours Making my entrance again with my usual flair Sure of my lines - no one is there Don't you love farce, My fault i fear I thought that you'd want what i want, Sorry my dear But where are the clowns There ought to be clowns Quick send in the clowns What a surprise, Who could foresee? I've come to feel about you what you felt about me Why only now when i see that you've drifted away What a surprise, what a clich Isn't it rich, isn't it queer Losing my timing this late in my career And where are the clowns Quick send in the clowns Don't bother they're here. |
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| 5:09 |
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| 10. |
| 3:31 |
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Oh, listen, sister
I love my mister man And I can't tell you why There is no reason why I should love that man It mus' be somethin' that de angels have planned Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly I gotta love one man till I die Can't help lovin' that man of mine Tell me he's lazy, tell me he's slow Tell me I'm crazy, maybe I know Can't help lovin' that man of mine When he goes away, that's a rainy day And when he comes back that day is fine The sun will shine! He can come home as late as can be Home without him ain't no home to me Can't help lovin' that man of mine [SPOKEN:] I, I first heard that song when Ava Gardner sang it in the movie, because I had no idea that it came from a Broadway show, 'cause I went to the movies long before I ever went to the theater. Who knew from the theater? I'd go to the Loewe's kings in Flatbush, every Saturday to escape into a world of fantasy and also because they had the greatest mellowrolls. a mellowroll was this little ice-cream log, a lot of you must know that, wrapped in paper that sat on a cone. Anyway, I'll never forget, uh, when I was thirteen... some things improve with age... this friend of my named Barbara Sankell, who knew that I wanted to be an actress, told me about this actor named Marlon Brando, who was in a movie called Guys and Dolls, which I also didn't know was from a Broadway play. And so I went to see it, and it was truly a life altering experience, seeing Marlon Brando for the first time. It was the only movie that I ever sat through twice just to get to see him again and to have another mellowroll. Anyway, I'll never forget this song... |
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| 4:35 |
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| 12. |
| 4:56 |
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Someday, somewhere
We'll find a new way of living Will find a way of forgiving Somewhere... There's a place for us Somewhere a place for us Peace and quiet and open air Wait for us Somewhere There's a time for us Someday there'll time for us Time together and time to spare Time to learn, time to care Someday, somewhere We'll find a new way of living Will find there's a way of forgiving Somewhere... Somewhere... Somewhere... There's a place for us A time and a place for us Hold my hand and we're half way there Just hold my hand and I'll take you there Somehow... Someday, somewhere... |
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| 4:14 |
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Nothing is so good it lasts eternally
Perfect situations must go wrong But this has never yet prevented me Wanting far too much for far too long. Looking back I could have played it differently One of few more moments who can tell But it took time to understand the man Now at least I know I know him well. Wasn't it good? Oh so good Wasn't he fine? Oh so fine Isn't it madness he can't be mine? But in the end he needs A little bit more than me More She needs security He needs his fantasy and freedom I know him so well. No one in your life is with you constantly No one is completely on your side And though I move my world to be with him Still the gap between us is too wide. Looking back I could have played it differently Could have played things some other way. Learn about the man before I fell I was just a little careless But I was ever so much younger then. I was so much younger then Now at least I know I know him well Wasn't it good? Oh so good Wasn't he fine? Oh so fine Isn't it madness he won't be mine? Didn't I know how it would go? If I knew from the start Why am I falling apart? Wasn't he fine? Isn't it madness He won't be mine? But in the end he needs a little bit more than me More She needs security He needs his Fantasy and freedom I know him so well It took time to understand me I know him so well. |
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