1.Pass Me By
......if you don't happen to like me, pass me by.
2.Pakinggan Mo
Hindi mo ba nakikita ang
pinahihiwatig ng damdamin？
Hindi mo ba sasabihin na
mahal mo rin ako？
Hahayaan mo nalang bang
hanngang dito nalang tayo？
Sana'y iyong makita ang tamis ng pagmamahal sa iyo.
Sana'y masabi na rin
ang tinatagong pag-ibig koooo.
Chorus：
Pakinggan mo,
ang sigaw ng puso.
Ang sinasabi'y pangalan mo oh..
Pakinggan mo,
ang tibok ng puso.
Ako'y nabubuhay...
Para lang sa'to.
Kailan mo ba maririnig
ang bulong ng damdamin？
Kailan pa ako magtitiis
na itago ang nararamdaman？
Mapipigilan mo bang
hanggang dito nalang tayo？
Ano pa bang kailangan？
Bakit ako nahihirapan？
Ganito nga ba kapag
hindi ako naririnig？
(Repeat Chorus)
Para lang sa'yo
Para lamang sa iyo
sana nga'y
Pakinggan mo!
3.Safety Dance Literal Video
I skip through a meadow
Midget follows right behind
See him play the lute
In a silly little suit
Do you think this is my best side？
Now I'll point really badly
Indicating we must go
Now I'll shake my head
And scream in your face
Now I'll race you to the crazy ho
I'm insane!
When I wave to you, smile
Like you're whacked out of your mind
Now little man
Jump as high as you can
Well, that's not very high
Say!
I feel kinda funny
As I watch you bounce around
Did I take LSD？
Why else would I be
Hanging out with this little clown？
There's a dog
Here's a fence
Are you still following me？
Look at that
Holy crap!
Definitely LSD!
Watch me now
As I do
A really bad interpretive dance
Gotta say
This is weird
Even for an 80's band
Make a giant S
Now another S
That spells 'SS'
Now it's just getting weirder
A Renaissance Fair from hell
I'm ready little friend
For this video to end
It's not going very well
What's the deal with the chickens？
What's up with this stupid pole？
Lets go
Find the director and
Tear him a new cornhole
Oh no!
It's getting worse
Medieval puppet show!
Crazy ho
Giant S
Whack the midget on the ass
Maybe if
I clap my hands
All of this will go away
Cause even for
An 80's band
This is getting really gay
Now I turn my back
Now a puppet smack
He's gonna whack some ass
So whack the midget's ass!
Yes the midget's ass
You missed the midget's ass
Come here you little clown
Watch me jump up and down
More bad interpretive dance
I flunked out of mime class
Now midget roll on the grass
Random images fast!
4.Where Does The Sound Go
where does the sound go
will someone answer please
5.A Sailor's Life
A sailor's life, it is a merry life
He robs young girls of their heart's delight
Leaving them behind to weep and mourn
They never know when they will return
'Well, there's four and twenty all in a row
My true love he makes the finest show
He's proper, tall, genteel withal
And if I don't have him, I'll have none at all'
'Oh, father build for me a bonny boat
That on the wide ocean I may float
And every Queen's ship that we pass by
There I'll inquire for my sailor boy'
They had not sailed long upon the deep
When a Queen's ship they chanced to meet
'You sailors all, pray tell me true
Does my sweet William sail among your crew？'
'Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here
For he's been drownded, we greatly fear
On yon green island, as we passed it by
There we lost sight of your sailing boy'
Well, she rung her hands and she tore her hair
She was like a young girl in great despair
And her little boat against a rock did run
'How can I live now？ My sweet William is gone'
6.Abilene
A Wee Docht and Doris
(Popularized, at least, by Harry Lauder)
There's a good old Scottish custom
that has stood the test of time
Its a custom that's been carried out
in every land and clime
Wherever Scots forgather
its aye the usual thing
Just before we say goodnight,
we raise our cups and sing
Just a wee docht and doris,
just a wee dram that's a'
Just a wee docht and doris,
before we gang awa'
There's a wee wife awaiting
in a wee butt and ben
If you can say its a braw bricht
moon licht nicht
Well you're all right, you ken.
I like a man, that is a man,
a man that's straight and fair
A sort of man who will and can,
in all things do his share
I like a man, a jolly man,
the sort of man you know
The kind of chap that slaps your back
and says
7.Air Force 801
AIR CORPS LAMENT
Mine eyes have seen the days of men who ruled the fighting sky
With hearts that laughed at death and lived for nothing but to
fly
But now those hearts are grounded and those days are long gone
by
The force is shot to hell!
cho： Glory . . . flying regulations
Have them read at every station
Crucify the man who breaks one
The force is shot to hell!
My bones have felt their pounding throb. a hundred thousand
strong
A mighty airborne legion sent to right the deadly wrong
But now it's only memory, it only lives in song
The force ls shot to hell!
I have seen them in their T-bolts when their eyes were dancing
flame
I've seen their screaming power dives that blasted Goering's
name
But now they fly like sissies and they hang their heads in shame
Their spirit's shot to hell!
They flew B-26's through a living hell of flak
And bloody, dying pilots gave their lives to bring them back
But now they all play ping pong in the operations shack
Their technique's gone to hell!
Yes, the lordly Flying Fortress and the Liberator too
Once wrote the doom of Germany with contrails in the blue
But now the skies are empty and our planes are wet with dew
And we can't fly for hell!
One day l buzzed an airfield with another happy chap
We flew a hot formation with his wingtip in my lap
But there's a new directive and we'll have no more of THAT!
Or you both will burn in Hell!
Hap Arnold built a fighting team that sang a fighting song
About the wild blue yonder in the days when men were strong
But now we're closely supervised for fear we may do wrong
The force is shot to hell!
final cho： Glory! No more regulations!
Rip them down at every station!
Ground the guy that tries to make one!
And LET US FLY LIKE HELL!
8.Alberta
ALBERTA
Alberta, let your hair hang low.
Alberta, let your hair hang low,
I'll give you more gold than your apron can hold
If you'll only let your hair hang low.
Alberta, what's on your mind？
Alberta, what's on your mind？
You keep me worried, you keep me bothered all the time
Alberta, what's on your mind？
Alberta, don' you treat me unkind
Alberta, don' you treat me unkind
My heart feel so sad, 'cause I want you so bad.
Alberta, don' you treat me unkind.
Alberta, let your hair hang low
etc.
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