Billy Joel, For the longest time

Total eclypse of the heart

Diary of a Wimpy Kid Auditions for School Play

The alphabet song

Planet Funk, These boots are made for walking

You keep saying you've got something for me
something you call love, but confess
You've been messing where you shouldn't have been a messing
and now someone else is getting all your best.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are going to walk all over you.

You keep lying, when you ought to be truthing
and you keep losing when you ought not to bet.
You keep saming when you ought to be changing
Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing
and you keep thinking that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah
and what he knows you ain't had time to learn.

Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=FMoTrPY-cP0

Wish you were here

http://www.guitar-tube.com/watch/wish_you_were_here.html

So, so you think you can tell

Heaven from Hell,

Blue skys from pain.

Can you tell a green field

From a cold steel rail?

A smile from a veil?

Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade

Your heros for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees?

Hot air for a cool breeze?

Cold comfort for change?

And did you exchange

A walk on part in the war

For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls

Swimming in a fish bowl,

Year after year,

Running over the same old ground.

What have we found?

The same old fears.

Wish you were here.