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01. DJ Intro
02. Can't Stand Losing You
03. Truth Hits Everybody
04. So Lonely
05. Fall Out
06. Born in the '50s
07. Hole In My Life
08. Be My Girl> Sally

01. DJ Introduction
02. So Lonely
03. Truth Hurts Everybody
04. Walking On The Moon
05. Hole In My Life
06. Bring On The Night
07. Fallout
08. Message In A Bottle

01. DJ Intro
02. Next To You
03. So Lonely
04. Truth Hurts Everybody
05. Walking On The Moon
06. Hole In My Life
07. Deathwish
08. Fallout

01 Don't Stand So Close To Me
02 Walking On The Moon
03 Deathwish
04 Fall Out
05 Man In The Suitcase
06 Bring On The Night
07 De Do Do Do De Da Da Da
08 Truth Hits Everybody

01. Intro
02. Message In A Bottle
03. Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic
04. Spirits In the Material World
05. Hungry For You (J'Aurai Toujours Faim De Toi)
06. When The World Is Running Down...
07. The Bed's Too Big Without You
08. De Do Do Do, De Da Da Da

01. Voices Inside My Head > Synchronicity I
02. Synchronicity II
03. Walking In Your Footsteps
04. Message In A Bottle
05. Walking On The Moon
06. Oh My God
07. De Do Do Do,De Da Da Da
08. Wrapped Around Your Finger

01 - Intro
02 - Message In A Bottle
03 - Synchronicity II
04 - Walking On The Moon
05 - Voices Inside My Head
06 - When The World Is Running Down
07 - Don't Stand So Close To Me
08 - Driven To Tears

01. Message In A Bottle
02. Walking On The Moon*
03. Demolition Man
04. Voices Inside My Head
05. Don't Stand So Close To Me
06. Driven To Tears
07. Hole In My Life
08. Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my
Be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my
Be my girl

The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his officers stink
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet

The President looks in the mirror and speaks
His shirts are clean but his country reeks
Unpaid bills

We were born
Born in the fifties
Born
Born in the fifties
Born
Born in the fifties
Born
Born in the fifties

The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads it's sail against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow, just another day
God bid yesterday good-bye

Bring on the night
I couldn't spend another hour of daylight
Bring on the night

I've called you so many times today
And I guess it's all true what your girlfriends say
That you don't ever want to see me again
And your brother's gonna kill me and he's six feet ten
I guess you'd call it cowardice
But I'm not prepared to go on like this

[I can't, I can't

Words and music by Sting
First to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect
Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
You live you life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
You say you want to spend the winter in Firenza
You're so afraid to catch a dose of influenza
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine

Don't think me unkind
Words are hard to find
They're only cheques I've left unsigned
From the banks of chaos in my mind
And when their eloquence escapes me
Their logic ties me up and rapes me

De do do do, de da da da

Tied to the tracks and the train's just coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man
Tied to a chair and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

Young teacher, the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be
Inside her there's longing
This girl's an open page
Book marking - she's so close now
This girl is half his age

Words and music by Sting
How can you say that your not responsible?
What does it have to do with me?
What is my reaction, what should it be?
Confronted by this latest atrocity
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears

Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I’ll be watching you

Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play

Every Breath You Take (оригинал The Police) За каждым твоим вдохом

Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you.

Though I've tried before to tell her
Of the feelings I have for her in my heart
Everytime that I come near her
I just lose my nerve
As I've done from the start

Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she doe just turns me on

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Rien de dormier cette nuit
Je veux de toi
Jusque'a` ce que je sois sec
Mais nos corps sont tout mouille's
Comple'tement couvert de sueur
Nous nous noyons dans la mare'e
Je n'ai aucun de'sir
Tu as ravage' mon coeur

One, two, three, four, five, six
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I don't want to spend the rest of my life
Looking at the barrel of an Armalite
I don't want to spend the rest of my days
Keeping out of trouble like the soldiers say
I don't want to spend my time in hell
Looking at the walls of a prison cell

There's a little black spot on the sun today

It's the same old thing as yesterday

There's a black hat caught in a high tree top

There's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop

THE POLICE - Kyoto 29-01-1981 "Kyoto Kaikan" JAPAN (full show audio)

Voices Inside My Head
Don't Stand So Close To Me
Walking On The Moon
Deathwish
Fall Out
Man In A Suitcase

I don't want to rent a house from you
I don't know how you can expect me to
I ain't moving 'cause I know my rights
Too many homeless on the streets at night

You own a street and a block of flats
You earn your living like the other rats
You've no morality, what do you care

I'd invite you back to my place
It's only mine because it holds my suitcase
It looks home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night

Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face

Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
With no one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair

Once that you've decided on a killing
First you make a stone of your heart
And if you find that your hands are still willing
Then you can turn a murder into art

There really isn't any need for bloodshed
You just do it with a little more finesse
If you can slip a tablet into someone's coffee

I can't stand it for another day
When you live so many miles away
Nothing here is gonna make me stay
You took me over, let me find a way

I sold my house
I sold my motor, too
All I want is to be next to you.

Everyone I know is lonely
And God is so far away,
And my heart belongs to no one,
So now sometimes I pray
Please take the space between us
And fill it up some way.
Take the space between us
And fill it up some way.

It's all a game
You're not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame

Oh no, try to liberate me
I said oh no, stay and irritate me
I said oh no, try to elevate me

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne, you don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light

You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night

Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right

Upon a secret journey
I met a holy man
His blindness was his wisdom
I'm such a lonely man

And as the world was turning
It rolled itself in pain
This does not seem to touch you

I woke up in my clothes again this morning
I don't know exactly where I am
And I should heed my doctor's warning
He does the best with me he can
He says I suffer from delusion
But I'm so confident I'm sane
It can't be an optical illusion
So how can you explain

Well, someone told me yesterday
That when you throw your love away
You act as if you dont care
You look as if youre going somewhere
But I just cant convince myself
I couldnt live with no one else
And I can only play that part
And sit and nurse my broken heart, so lonely

There is no political solution
To our troubled evolution
Have no faith in constitution
There is no bloody revolution

We are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world

With one breath, with one flow
You will know
Synchronicity
A sleep trance, a dream dance,
A shared romance
Synchronicity

A connecting principle

Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can't hear anything at all

Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance

My sisters and I
Have one wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged

Please, don't ask us why
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession

Bed's too big without you
Cold wind blows right through my open door
I can't sleep with your memory
Dreaming dreams of what used to be
When she left I was cold inside
That look on my face was just pride
No regrets, no love, no tears
Living on my own was the least of my fears

Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane

I've seen the whole world six times over
Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover
Oh

Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said
Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said
Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said
Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said

Fifty million years ago
You walked upon the planet so,
Lord of all that you could see
Just a little bit like me,

Walking in your footsteps,
Walking in your footsteps.
Walking in your footsteps,

Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my legs don't break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could live together
Walking on, walking on the moon

Words and music by Sting
Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the Tammy show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down

Turn on my V.C.R., same one I've had for years
James Brown on the T. A. M. I. show, same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car, same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down, it ran for years and years
Turn on the radio, the static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go, I ain't been out in years
Turn on the stereo, it's played for years and years
An Otis Redding song, it's all I own

You consider me the young apprentice
Caught between the scylla and charibdes
Hypnotized by you if I should linger
Staring at the ring around your finger

I have only come here seeking knowledge
Things they wouldn't teach me of in college
I can see the destiny you sold