INTO THE RINGBACKSTAGE PASSSTARRY EYES
MY SUNNY ISLANDFOR A CARCALEDONIA
HEADIN' FOR SOUTH AMERICATHE DEPARTURE(instr.)SOUTHERN CROSS
WHERE THE OCEAN ENDS WE'LL FIND A NEW-BORN LANDSALLY MARYISLAND IN THE SUN
ALBATROSSTHE LAST ONES WILL BE THE FIRST AFTER ALLREPRISE

Into The Ring Lyrics McCafferty / Music Charlton Into the ring and let the fight begin The crowd are all in They wanna see some blood You've been telling everybody 'bout the things that you're gonna change Now's the time to toe the line 'cause everybody's sick and tired of games We wanna see what you're made of Time for the dance Another side-step chance The judges are here They wanna feel the beat Got your number on your back And you get points for every move you make Wanna see those flashing feet We wanna see if you can make a break And have you Have you got the right stuff Have you Have you got the right stuff Are we doing something for you Or can you do something for me Are you gonna make a few moves Or sit back and let it all be Wait and see Into the ring and let the fight begin The crowd are all in They wanna see some blood You've been telling everybody 'bout the things that you're gonna change Now's the time to toe the line 'cause everbody's sick ond tired of games And have you Have you got the right stuff Have you Have you got the right stuff Are we doing something for you Or can you do something for me Are you gonna make a few moves Or sit back and let it all be Wait and see Backstage Pass They handed it to him He handed it to her Explaining it was solely for her own protection You know it can't be bought for money Its given freely by the game It's the rock 'n' roll equivalent of social standing Look at me I'm with them on the stage I can see my friends they're eight rows back But although they had to pay I think it's fair to say I had to make my way on the crew bus I'd do anything Things to make you sing Tell me your favourite thing Bring all that I can bring To get a backstage pass Got to wear it out on the show Let everybody know You know your way around And you know the action When you show it like a sign You're gonna look so fine But nothing's really free It must be paid for I'd do anything Things to make you sing Tell me your favourite thing Bring all that I can bring To get a backstage pass No "after show" that won't do Don't want no press pass No no no guest pass I'm with you Fantastic plastic Access all areas And when the band move on You can stick it on the wall It really will do things for your reputation You can be the one in town who has been seen around You might even get a name across the nation I'd do anything Things to make you sing Tell me your favourite thing Bring all that I can bring To get a backstage pass No "after show" that won't do Don't wont no press pass No no no guest pass I'm with you Fantastic plastic Access all areas Starry Eyes Starry eyes I've got to try I love you but I love the rock And I think you're gonna cry And the dawn is coming up As I look out on the rain But I pick up my guitar And do it all again Fade away help me play It's the feeling I get When the music is right That makes me feel this way You can win or lose it all Is what makes you wanna walk the line No guarantees you take your chances every time Oh I know your love is real And I feel the same Oh I know it's in my soul No one can really free me Starry eyes I love the rock We run around my friends and me Telling all the girls we should be free Up all night and down all day But we only want to play Starry eyes you're wandering how You love a man who loves the rock And you can't change it now And the midnight telephone To say I can't make it home It's another night you have to face it all alone Oh I know your love is real And I feel the same I know it's in my soul No one can really free me Starry eyes I love the rock Starry eyes I've got to try I love you but I love the rock And I think you're gonna cry And the dawn is coming up As I look out on the rain But I pick up my guitar And do it all again Oh I know your love is real And I feel the same I know it's in my soul No one can really free me Starry eyes I love the rock My Sunny Island A brown-skin girl wipes the suit from her window Just to watch the sun rise over big city skies Her falther awakes "Cuffs" lights his first cigarette You know he's got to go when that factory whistle blows So he walks out into the streets And all of his friends that he meets Wonder why did they ever leave their sunny island The wind blows cold with it brings the snows You live in hand to mouth next winter you move South If your number falls or if you work those extra hours But you only live in a dream That carries you back on its wings And all your friends just sit around the bar And sing about your sunny island And there ain't no surf It's the sidewalks on 42nd street And the natives down there They ain't so friendly In fact they would stick you For the shoes on your feet Just make you want to retreat To your sunny island The traffic eats the streets you're running from the heat That keeps coming down pushing you into the ground You're learning far too late your children learn to hate The way you live but you got nomore to give And in dockland they still arrive With promised land in their eyes And you just wish you could live out your life On your sunny island And there ain't no surf It's the sidewalks on 42nd street And the natives down there They ain't so friendly In fact they would stick you For the shoes on your feet Just make you want to retreat To your sunny island For A Car Just 18 and the money's short A victim of public transport Made her smile with his best approach And he checked her out and he checked his watch Saying "alright the time is short I wouldn't do anything to hurt you The time is tide and I feel alright So let's make a little love before my ship goes down You know I've to go when the bus comes 'round" She's a lovely girl but you're in a rush The make-up hides her blushes Find a place where there is no light Gotta make your move or you walk tonight Saying "alright relax a while Of course I will respect you" So let's make a little love before my ship goes down You know I've to go when the bus comes 'round" For a car I could make it sweet in a warm back-seat I could drive you far If I only had a car In a car No more winter nights in the bus-stands light Getting frost-bites I've got to have a car Spent all your loot on a brand new suit But the zipper gives you problems You within range when the weather changed Just like her mind and washed away your chances Not tonight She's not the outdoor type That's alright Let's make a little love before my ship goes down You know I've to go when the bus comes 'round For a car I could make it sweet in a warm back-seat I could drive you far If I only had a car In a car No more winter nights in the bus-stands light Getting frost-bites I've got to have a car For a car (repeat refrain) Caledonia From the loins of a fisherman From the harbour of Crail he went sailing And his first born son left the rolling sea Went into the earth to make his living No light of the sun did he ever see And the coal it broke and scarred him And in his heart was the chilling fear That same day the mine would take him But far freedom's fight in the H.L.I. On a foreign field he was taken And the pension left in his daughter's hand Had to love and feed the children Oh Caledonia Caledonia Oh Caledonia She quartered at a Rose Street Inn She favoured the capitals gentlemen And from shame she saved the family name Made a husband of a lover From their union come a rhyming man With his band he crossed the oceon And the pride of Caledonio Made his name Oh Caledonia Caledonia Oh Caledonia Caledonia {Side Two Begins} August, 15, 1989: One hundned men from all over the world sailed across the sea, hoping to discover an island somewhere beyond the horizon... nowhere-land. They left their wives and children behind, hoping that someday they shall follow... Headin' For South America Let's make sail the wind is right Weigh the anchor fast Say farewell to kids and wife We're taking off at last We're heading for South America Seeking for an island Where no one else has been before Where no one else has stepped ashore Shift the helm to South of West Let's sail into the night We're gliding through the ocean fast Although the devil smiles For somewhere in South America Waits an island in the sun Where noone else has been before Where no man at arms has stepped ashore Let's make sail the wind is right Weigh the anchor fast Say farewell to kids and wife We're taking off at last We're heading for South America Seeking for an island Where no one and nothing has been before We'll even sail a year or more The Departure (instr.) They had left the harbour of Lisbon in the early evening sailed around the Southern peak of Europe crossed the Atlantic ocean along the west coast of Africa and cast anchor for the first time at the "Cape of Good Hope"...calmness under a starry sky. Southern Cross Rocking through the night All is silent...Southern Cross It's easy for me to write Even though I wonder... But I feel nothing seems lost We're still full of hope Although the trip is grinding What can I say Remember how we talked about A world that's free It may be hard to find The land where war and hatred ceased to be And the ship is sailing on across the ocean We said farewell to yesterday But in a year and one more day You'll read the headlines everywhere About the daring messengers Who found an island in the Sea Untouched by misery I'm wearing your bandanna Your picture's in my mind Well concealed And the vision of your face Is never far away no no It's always with me So your smile is my companian Till I'm back with you again We said farewell to yesterday But in a year and one more day You'll raed the news throughout the land About some new-age emigrants Who found an island in the Sea Untouched by misery The ship sailed on...course: South-West, passing "Cape Harn" heading far the Pacific Ocean... no storm no damage to its body could stop it on its way. . . But the destination was still so far away They had sailed for almost four months and four days... Where The Ocean Ends We'll Find A New-Born Land Little Johnny he was a rock 'n' roll star from Tuscon, Arizona And a wizard with the figures was Mister B. Ran a computer company And Harry he was a tough marine Who never fought a war And I was the clown who dreamt a dream Playing the guitar So here we are We've come so far No longer pawns or stooges in the big game We're aiming high Reaching for the sky Where the ocean ends We'll find a new-born land For everyone like you and I We were bankers we were bosses We were beggars and bums Martyrs and millionaires We were teachers we were preachers Falling angels and monks Gamblers and legionaires We were winners and loosers Magicians and boozers Sad eyed fools that meant no harm And I was a clown who dreamed his dream Playing the guitar So here we are We've come so far No longer pawns or puppets in the rat race We're aiming high Reaching for the sky Where the ocean ends We'll find a new-born land For everyone like you and I So here we are We've come so far No longer pawns or stooges in the big game We're aiming high Reaching for the sky Where the ocean ends We'll find a new-born land For everyone like you and I March, 8, 1990: Two months later.. A group of islands appeared at the horizon...only a few days to go?...Maybe...and under a dark-blue sky in the Southern Pacific they were sitting together for the last time... Sally Mary Hey Harry McCullough Come sing us a song 'bout the highlands so misty and green Your song about Sally the hills and the rain We never will see again When I was a tiny young highland boy In Scotland the green the green I played in the hills with my Sally Mary Winners and losers we've been She was riding a pony of silk and white And I rode a wooden stick We hounded the horses and we followed the birds And grew up as you'd say in "Gluck" I called her Sally my love And she said Harry my man As we lay at the Mulltire lake Entwined in the night forever young Until the morning came And when we grew older And the grass no more green The lake lost its clear blue shade I left her for sailing the mighty Sea Ooh Sally our love it did fade I called her Sally my love And she said Harry my man As we lay at the Mulltire lake Entwined in the night forever young Until the morning came April 10, 1990: Early in the morning... Island In The Sun Captain o Captain Only five miles ahead There lies an island Only five miles ahead White hills and beaches Something green in the blue Captain o captain So it all has come true There's an island in the sun Come together everyone Ahead lies an island Now it's September We've been sailing so long One summer one winter Is this where we belong Seems only a footstep Into the setting sun Our journey has ended Or has it just begun There's an island in the sun Come together everyone Ahead lies an island There's an island in the sun Come together everyone Ahead lies an island There they were...the islands. Big ones, small ones, beautiful ones and wasted ones . . . But wherever they went, wherever they looked, wherever they put their feet...only uninhabitable, exploited, devastated sands. . . They encountered everything they meant to leave behind. War... poison... degeneration . . . Love died a long time ago . . . Albatross Blood blood all around The land is crying out All men are dead underneath the sands And noone understands Gold gold all is sold Ten thousands have been slain They stole their gold and destroyed their souls The prayers were all in vain War war behind the shore All men are on the run They burned the earth until there But a wasteland in the sun A wasteland in the sun But there's the albatross Flying circles through the wind The silent master of this land Far beyond the Southern Cross Nobody heard his cries Wailing sadly through the skies Now his voice from up above is slowly dying Home home we wanna go home The beach is bleak and empty All has burnt to ashes Nothing will grow We wanna go home But there's the albatross Flying circles through the wind The silent master of this land Far beyond the Southern Cross Nobody heard his cries Wailing sadly through the skies Now his voice from up above is slowly dying There's just the albatross Flying . . . September, 20, 1990: Early in the morning.... The Last Ones Will Be The First After All We've been a hundred men and now we are ten On this rotten boat Ninety dreams we've buried in the sand Not one of them comes back again And all we needed was a piece of land A handful of sand In nowhere-land We were young we were brave we were bold Our visions come to an end One thousond days have made us grow old And the wind's still blowing mighty cold And all we needed was a piece of land A handful of sand In nowhere-land All we needed was a piece of land A handful of sand In nowhere-land All that's left is so small so small But the last ones will be The first after all Reprise So let's make sail the tide is right The winds are blowing strong Say farewell to dreams that died The way back home is long No more headin' for South America No more headin' for an island 'cause someone else was there before And killed the land from shore to shore . And if we don't hurry, boys We'll soon find out the end of the story...