Annie - Song Lyrics, Exercises of Music

Download Annie - Song Lyrics and more Exercises Music in PDF only on Docsity! Annie - Song Lyrics I Don’t Need Anything But You - All Together at last! Together for ever! We're tying a knot, They never can sever! I don't need sunshine now, To turn my skies at blue -- I don't need anything but you! You've wrapped me around That cute little finger. You've made life a song ..... You've made me the singer! And what's the bathtub tune You always "Bu-Bu-Boo?" Bu-Bu-Bu Anything but you Yesterday was plain awful You can say that again Yesterday was plain awful But that's Not now That's then I'm poor as a mouse, I'm richer than Midas. But nothing on earth Could ever divide us! And if tomorrow, I’m an apple seller, too— I don't need anything but you! Hamlet needed his mother Woolworth needed his shop Orville needed his brother Or else... He'd go... Ker-plop! You used to need work To fill every hour I needed to feel That feeling of power Now every other need Has disappeared from view I don't need anything but you. They're two of a kind The happiest pair now Like Fred and Adelle, they're floating On air now And what's the title of the dream that's just come true? I don't need anything Anything Anything I don't need anything But you Tomorrow – All The sun will come out tomorrow Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow There'll be sun Just thinkin' about tomorrow Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow 'til there's none When I'm stuck with a day that's grey and lonely I just stick up my chin and grin and say, oh The sun will come out tomorrow So you got to hang on 'til tomorrow, come what may! Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love you tomorrow You're only a day away Tomorrow, tomorrow I love ya tomorrow You're only a day away ... Easy Street – Group C You know I'm tired of being the black cat Of running the show down in the snake pit So this is our chance to get out of this place So come on let's run for it to Easy street Easy street Where you sleep 'til noon Yeah, yeah, yeah Running free, oh Easy street We're gonna be there soon Yeah, I'll be the girl who's drippin' in jewelry The crowds will go wild when I sing I won't have to look out on a fire escape The view will be billboards of me Easy street Easy street Where we all get paid Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah yeah Move that feet to Easy street Where we get there When ya get there When ya get there It’s The Hard Knock Life – Group D It's a hard-knock life for us! It's a hard-knock life for us! 'Stead of treated, We get tricked! 'Stead of kisses, We get kicked! It's a hard-knock life! Got no folks to speak of, so, It's the hard-knock row we how Cotton blanket 'steada wool Empty Bellies 'Steada full! It's a hard-knock life! Don't it feel like the wind is always howlin? Don't it seem like there's never any light? Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in? It's easier than putting up a fight. No one's there when your dreams at night are creepy! No one cares if you grow or if you shrink! No one dries when your eyes get wet and weepy From the crying you would think this place would sink! Ohhhh!!!!!!! Empty belly life! Rotten smelly life! Full of sorrow life! No tomorrow life! Santa Claus we never see, Santa Claus? What's that? Who's he? No one cares for you a smidge When you're in an orphanage It's the hard knock life Yank the whiskers from her chin Jab her with a safety Pin Make her drink a Mickey Finn I love you Miss Hannigan. It's the hard-knock life for us It's the hard-knock life for us No one cares for you a smidge When you're in an orphanage It's The Hard Knock Life! It's the Hard Knock Life! IT'S THE HARD KNOCK LIFE!!! NYC – Group E Enough of the cab drivers answering back In the language far from pure Enough of frankfurters answering back Brother, you know you're in NYC Too busy, too crazy Too hot, too cold, too late I'm sold again on NYC Come on you slowpokes We gotta get to the Roxy before the prices change NYC The shadows at sundown The roofs, that scrape, the sky NYC The rich and the rundown The big parade goes by What other town has the Empire State And a mayor, five foot two No other town in the whole forty eight Can half compare to you Oh, NYC You make 'em all postcards You crowd, you cramp You're still the champ Amen For NYC, NYC