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Erica Soundtrack
“I Believe”
by Cowboy Mouth
intro text
Whatcha gonna do with the restlessness inside you worried mind
How you think you’re ever gonna get ahead when you feel so far behind
Step inside this endless moment for a subtle touch of grace
I’ve always found my strength inside the act of faith
I believe in the spirit of Rock N Roll
In the eternal stregth of the immortal soul
Cause sometimes everybody’s gotta let it go
I believe in the power of love
I believe in the sounds of Sam and Dave
That little children should occasionally misbehave
That all that you get is all that you gave
I believe in the power of love
Little boy staring out a windowsill to a world that doesn’t care
Everybody ‘round is so much bigger that they don’t even know he’s there
But one day he’s going to grow to be a man and maybe then they’ll see
He’ll provide the hope and care for the family
I believe in the chance of love at fist site
That your life doesn’t always have to be a fight
And if you do it at all you ought to do it right
I believe in the power of love
I believe that sometimes you got to take a stand
That you’re holding my heart when you’re holding my hand
Cause everything is eventually in gods hands
I have got to take the best of me and keep that heart alive
Why’d i ever want to shut that down and kill my soul?
I believe that sometimes you’ve got to take a chance
That you can’t lve your life just listening to can’t’s
Casue the thrill of the ball’s part of the thrill of the dance
I believe in the power of love
I believe that we never really are alone
‘Cause there’s so much more than anything we’ve known
New Orleans is always gonna be my home
I believe in the power of love
I believe in the spirit of Rock N Roll
In the eternal stregth of the immortal soul
Cause sometimes everybody’s gotta let it go
I believe in the power of love
I believe in the power of love
“I Always Knew”
by Jem
intro text
I always knew I would one day be here But I couldn’t be a puppet on a string I’ve had my fights, often I’ve been KO’d But I’ve got back up, no I won’t give in
And now I know how it works If you’re too nice you lose
I’m gonna make it to the top, well let me show you And if I’ve got to toughen up then that is what I’ll do Don’t make me a monster baby you’d be crazy that’s for sure Becoming a bitch is not what I got into music for
I remember back to a bench in Wales Where two young boys started mocking me I looked at them, thought I’ll show you one day But I didn’t fight or stand up for me
And that young girl’s learned the hard way If you’re too nice you lose
I’m gonna make it to the top, well let me show you And if I’ve got to toughen up then that is what I’ll do Don’t make me a monster baby you’d be crazy that’s for sure Becoming a bitch is not what I got into music for
I’ll make it crystal clear that I am not going anywhere As long as there is music I’ll be here, here
I’m gonna make it to the top, well let me show you And if I’ve got to toughen up then that is what I’ll do Don’t make me a monster baby, you’d be crazy that’s for sure Becoming a bitch is not what I got into music for
I’m gonna make it to the top, well let me show you And if I’ve got to toughen up then that is what I’ll do I’ve sold you a million baby, not just maybe that’s for sure Given the chance I’ll show you I can sell a million more
“Hands”
by Jewel
intro text
If I could tell the world just one thing it would be that we’re all OK
And not to worry ‘cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these
I won’t be made useless
I won’t be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith for light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes it didn’t steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me but I knew it wasn’t ever after
We’ll fight, not out of spite for someone must stand up for what’s right
‘Cause where there’s a man who has no voice there ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s mind
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s heart
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s eyes
We are God’s hands
We are God’s hands
“I’ll Still be a Geek After Nobody Thinks it’s Chic”
by Marian Cell
Intro text
All the cool kids keep enthusiasm rationed
Right down to the last explosive ounce
But I’d rather indulge my many passions
Even if my squaritude’s a little too pronounced
Perhaps I do not strike you as a geek
Without the horn-rimmed glasses and knee-high argyle socks
But nerdery is more than wardrobe deep
And I’m a nerd down in my heart and that’s where nerdhood rocks
I’m better aquainted than a good girl ought to be
With Aragorn and Yo-Saf-Bridge and Worf and HAL and Han
But you don’t really know me and my culture don’t control me
So don’t you pigeon hole me ‘cause my phaser’s set to stun!
I have been a nerd since long before I could have heard
That bookish girls should look and act a certain way
And I’ll still be a geek when I am utterly antique
Because I do not care what normal people say
My superpower’s draining fun from parties
But if I am a misfit then I’m in good company
With Auden, Austin, Hawking, Galileo and Van Gogh,
And countless other weirdos whom you really ought to know
So stow your expectations, no I won’t fix your PC
And I don’t mind being underrated or ignored
The world is much too interesting to entertain ennui
And I won’t ever play it cool so I won’t ever once be bored
Oh, I have been a nerd since long before anyone heard
That pale and scrawny was the latest fashion trend
And I’ll still be a geek after nobody thinks it’s chic
Because I don’t require approval in the end
In aught-four, D-Kwon’s Dance Grooves swept the country
And suddenly old moon boots were Italian haute couture
Time magazine reported that our time had finally come
I guess they didn’t know that we already run the world
I have been a nerd since my first five syllable word
And no TV series or movie changes that
And I’ll still be a geek now Vote for Pedro’s so last week
I do not care whether Milan endorses plaid
I have been a nerd since long before anyone heard
That thin and scrawny was the latest fashion trend
And I’ll still be a geek after nobody thinks it’s chic
Because I don’t require approval in the end
I have been a nerd since long before anyone heard
That thin and scrawny was the latest fashion trend
And I’ll still be a geek after nobody thinks it’s chic
You will find that I have nothing to defend
No, I don’t need your approval in the end…
