The Crazies!!

Tried

I tried I failed to believe. In the reward I would receive. If only heaven's distant sun. Would burn away all the things I'd done. . I tried to no avail.

The Drowning Season (original 1996 Mix)

Therapy

The past is the past. Could you be the future?. You're striking a match. You're making the darkness go. Don't even ask. You know what I'm here for. Baby, you can do whatever (whatever, ever).

Together Again

The Wassail Song Here We Come Wassailing/oh Come, All Ye Faithful Adeste Fideles/deck The Halls With Boughs Of Holly/silent Night, Holy Night

The Holly And The Ivy/a La Nanita Nana/joseph Dearest, Joseph Mine/whence Comes This Rush Of Wings

The Little Drummer Boy

The First Nowell/wassail, Wassail All Over The Town/god Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen/hark! The Herald Angels Sing

Turn! Turn! Turn! (to Everything There Is A Season)

To everything. Turn, turn, turn. There is a season. Turn, turn, turn. And a time for every purpose under Heaven. A time to be born, a time to die. A time to plant, a time to reap.

Twelve-thirty

I used to live in New York City;. Everything there was dark and dirty.. Outside my window was a steeple. With a clock that always said twelve-thirty..

This Doesn't Have To Be Love

Softly, love is standing here with its demands. (Tell me what you want from me, you want from me). Slowly, I think I'm letting go of all my plans. (Tell me where we're goin' to, we're goin' to).

The Christmas Song

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack Frost nipping on your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,. And folks dressed up like Eskimos.. . Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe,.

The Time Between

The Oj's

This Was Reprise

Truce

You can have Washington, I'll take New Jersey. You can have London but I want New York city. I should get Providence, I've got a job now. Los Angeles obvious that's where you belong now.

Thirty Whacks

Thirty licks with a belt - same old tricks on myself. And I wonder does everyone else live this way. A succession of tests a triumphant success. Each time I'm still intact at the end of the day.

The Time Has Come

The time has come to speak of many things. Of jacks and queens and kings. . I bared my wrists and promised to begin. But you cut the blade straight in.

The Tale Of A Very Sad End

It was eight years to come I forget it quite well. A fair pretty maiden in a cottage did dwell. She live with her parents all nice and serene. And her age was bright red and her hair was sixteen..