| Opening Lyrics | Song Title |
| Hey kids, shake it loose together|The spotlight's hitting something|That's been known to change the weather | |
| When are you gonna come down|When are you going to land | |
| She packed my bags last night pre-flight|Zero hour nine a.m. | |
| It's a little bit funny this feeling inside|I'm not one of those who can easily hide | |
| When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights|The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs | |
| I remember when rock was young|Me and Suzy had so much fun | |
| Guess there are times when we all need to share a little pain | |
| I can't light no more of your darkness|All my pictures seem to fade to black and white | |
| | Opening Lyrics | Song Title |
| It's getting late, have you seen my mates|Ma tell me when the boys get here | |
| Goodbye Norma Jean|Though I never knew you at all | |
| Don't wish it away|Don't look at it like it's forever | |
| Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band | |
| The roses in the window box|Have tilted to one side | |
| [Title] is travelling tonight on a plane|I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain | |
| I can see very well|There's a boat on the reef with a broken back | |
| Why's it never light on my lawn|Why does it rain and never say good-day to the new-born | |
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