Pinwheel of Death

Brent Barrett


SONGS

Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune

Recorded 1999

Lyrics LIFE IS
WHAT YOU DO
TILL THE DAY THAT YOU DIE.
LIFE IS
HOW THE TIME
GOES BY.
LIFE IS WHERE
YOU WAIT
WHILE YOU'RE WAITING
TO LEAVE.
LIFE IS
WHERE YOU GRIN
AND GRIEVE.
HAVING IF YOU'RE LUCKY,
WANTING IF YOU'RE NOT.
LOOKING FOR THE RUBY
UNDERNEATH THE ROT.
HUNGRY FOR THE PILAF
IN SOMEONE ELSE'S POT
BUT THAT'S THE ONLY CHOICE
YOU'VE GOT!
LIFE IS
WHERE YOU STAND
JUST BEFORE
YOU ARE FLAT.
LIFE IS
ONLY THAT,
MISTER,
LIFE IS
ONLY THAT,
MISTER,
THAT
AND NOTHING MORE
THAN THAT.

LIFE IS
WHAT YOU FEEL
'TILL YOU CAN'T FEEL
AT ALL.
LIFE IS
WHERE YOU FLY
AND FALL.
RUNNING
FOR THE SHELTER,
NAKED
IN THE SNOW,
LEARNING
THAT A TEAR DROPS
ANYWHERE YOU GO.
FINDING
IT'S THE MUD
THAT MAKES THE ROSES GROW.
BUT THAT'S THE ONLY CHOICE
YOU KNOW.

WAIT!
ONCE AGAIN.

LIFE IS
WHAT YOU DO
WHILE YOU'RE WAITING
TO DIE.
THIS IS HOW
THE TIME GOES BY.
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 1999

Lyrics SECOND CHANCE.
WHOEVER GETS TO GET
A SECOND CHANCE?
WHOEVER GETS
ANOTHER TURN AT BAT?
TELL ME THAT!
ONE MORE TRY.
WHOEVER GETS TO GET
ANOTHER TRY?
WHOEVER GETS TO SING
THE BIG REPRISE?
TELL ME, PLEASE.

ONCE YOU'RE DOWN,
YOU'RE DOWN THEY SAY.
ONCE YOU'RE OUT,
YOU'RE OUT TO STAY.
NO ONE TELLS YOU
YOU CAN GET RIGHT UP
AND YOU CAN START
ALL OVER...

WITH A SECOND CHANCE.
WHENEVER LIFE
HAS GONE
FROM BAD TO WORSE,
YOU'VE GOT TO RUN YOUR MOVIE
IN REVERSE.
REREHEARSE.
SOON THAT CURSE
WILL DISPERSE.
BUT FIRST
YOU'VE GOT TO GET
A SECOND CHANCE.
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Ballad, Family

Recorded 1999

Lyrics RIGHT AT THE MOMENT
WE FEEL
DOWN AT THE HEEL,
AT THE END
OF THE ROPE,
BUT SOMEWHERE
INSIDE US
THERE'S STEEL.
AND THAT GLIMMER
OF STEEL
IS A GLIMMER
OF HOPE.

WE'LL GET BY,
BY THE SKIN OF OUR TEETH,
YOU AND I,
BY THE SKIN OF OUR TEETH.
BY AND BY,
EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE.

JUST AS LONG
AS THE FIRE
BURNS BRIGHT,
WE'LL STAY STRONG
BY THE LIGHT
OF THAT LIGHT.
HOPE CAN'T DIE;
EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE.

CLOUDS APPEAR
AND WHAT
CAN WE DO,
BUT STAND RIGHT HERE
WITH ME HOLDING HIM
HOLDING HER
HOLDING YOU.
WE WON'T NEED
ANY EULOGIES SAID,
LEAVE ALL THAT
FOR THE RECENTLY DEAD.
WE'LL SURVIVE,
FIGHT AND WIN,
IF ONLY
BY THE SKIN OF OUR TEETH.

WE WON'T NEED
FOR A FUNERAL WREATH
WITH OUR HEARTS
BEATING STRONG
UNDERNEATH.
WE'LL SURVIVE,
FIGHT AND WIN,
IF ONLY
BY THE SKIN OUR TEETH.

STORMS MAY BREW
AND TROUBLES MAY STIR,
BUT WE'LL GET THROUGH
AS LONG AS THERE'S ME
HOLDING TIGHT,
HOLDING FAST
HOLDING YOU
HOLDING HIM
HOLDING HER.

NO ONE KNOWS
WHAT THE FUTURE
WILL BE,
STICK AROUND
AND YOU'RE CERTAIN
TO SEE.
JUST BE SURE
WE'LL ENDURE
BY THE SKIN OF OUR TEETH.
Writers John Kander

Genres Ballad

Recorded 1987

Lyrics WARM,
GLIMMERING DAYS,
CLOUDS,
CLOVER AND HAZE,
LEAVES
SHINING WITH DEW;
SUMMER WITH YOU.
COOL CARPETS
OF GREEN,
SOFT WINDS
THROUGH THE SCREEN,
WINE CHILLING
FOR TWO;
SUMMER WITH YOU.

I KNOW
THAT THE SEASONS PASS,
I'VE LOOKED
INTO MY LOOKING GLASS.
THE LEAVES MAY FADE
AND THE YEARS GO BY,
BUT I'M CONTENT
WITH ONE JULY.

WHEN BIRDS
CIRCLE OUR HILL,
TIME
SEEMED TO STAND STILL;
NOW MORNINGS ARE COLD,
GRASS HAS GROWN OLD,
HARVEST IS THROUGH;
STILL I REMEMBER
SUMMER WITH YOU.