Top Songs By Andrew Lloyd Webber
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Keyboards
Julie Covington
Vocals
Tony Christie
Vocals
David Hamilton Smith
Vocals
London Philharmonic Orchestra
Orchestra
Brian Odgers
Bass Guitar
Mo Foster
Bass Guitar
Tony Stevens
Bass Guitar
Barry Morgan
Percussion
Peter Van Hooke
Percussion
Simon Phillips
Percussion
Hank B. Marvin
Guitar
Henry McCulloch
Guitar
Joe Moretti
Guitar
Neil Hubbard
Guitar
Ray Russell
Guitar
David Snell
Harp
Ann Odell
Keyboards
Mike Moran
Keyboards
Brian Byrne
Vocals
Christopher Neil
Vocals
David Hemmings
Vocals
Jean Hawker
Vocals
Larry Walker
Vocals
Laura Manara
Vocals
Mike D'Abo
Vocals
Mike Smith
Vocals
Nicky Hamilton
Vocals
Roy Wood
Vocals
Stephanie De Sykes
Vocals
Terry Wood
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer
Tim Rice
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Producer
Tim Rice
Producer
David Land
Executive Producer
Dennis Blackham
Mastering Engineer
David Hamilton Smith
Engineer
Anton Matthews
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jeremy Gee
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays forevermore
In the glow of those twinkling lights
We shall love through eternity
On this night in a million nights
Fly away with me
I never dreamed that a kiss
Could be as sweet as this
But now I know that it can
I used to wander alone
Without a love of my own
I was a desperate man
But all my grief disappeared
And all the sorrow I feared
Wasn't there anymore
On that magical day
When you first came my way, mi amor
On this night
On this night
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitar
Plays for evermore!
It must be a dream
Augustin Magaldi
The most famous man to visit Junín
The audience seem
Extremely heavy going—
Listen chum face the fact
They don't like your act
But this is the sticks!
If this were Buenos Aires
I'd have that town at my feet
I never ever meet members of the public
They tear me apart
I understand their feelings
I wanna be a part of BA
Buenos Aires—Big Apple!
I wanna be a part of BA
Buenos Aires—Big Apple!
Just listen to that!
They're onto you Magaldi
I'd get out while you can
It's happened at last
I'm starting to get started
I'm moving out with my man
Now Eva, don't get carried away
Monotony past
Suburbia departed
Who could ever be fond of the back of beyond?
Don't hear words that I didn't say
What's that? You'd desert the girl you love?
The girl I love? Who?
She really brightened up your out of town engagement
She gave you all she had—she wasn't in your contract
You must be quite relieved that no one's told the papers
So far
I wanna be a part of BA
Buenos Aires—Big Apple!
Would I have done what I did
If I hadn't thought—if I hadn't known
We would stay together?
Seems to me there's no point in resisting
She's made up her mind, you've no choice
Why don't you be the man who discovered her?
You'll never be remembered for your voice
The city can be paradise for those who have the cash
The class and the connection—what you need to make a splash
The likes of you get swept up in the morning with the trash
If you were rich or middle class—
Screw the middle classes
I will never accept them
And they will never deny me anything again
My father's other family were middle class
And we were kept out of sight—hidden from view at his funeral!
If these are the people of Buenos Aires
I welcome the chance to shine in their city
And to trample their rotten values into the ground
Do all your one night stands give you this trouble?
Eva, beware of the city
It's hungry and cold, can't be controlled—it is mad
Those who are fools are swallowed up whole
And those who are not
Become what they should not become
Changed—in short they go bad
Bad is good for me
I'm bored, so clean and so ignored
I've only been predictable—respectable!
Birds fly out of here
So why, oh why, oh why the hell can't I?
I only want variety of society
I wanna be a part of BA
Buenos Aires—Big Apple!
I wanna be a part of BA
Buenos Aires—Big Apple!
Five years from now, I shall come back
And finally say, "You have your way, come to town"
But you'll look at me with a foreigner's eyes
The magical city
A younger girl's city
A fantasy long since put down
All you've done to me
Was that a young girl's fantasy?
I played your city games alright, didn't I?
I already know what cooks
How the dirty city feels and looks
I tasted it last night, didn't I?
I'm gonna be a part of BA
Buenos Aires—Big Apple!
I'm gonna be a part of BA
Buenos Aires—Big Apple!
Eva, beware your ambition
It's hungry and cold—can't be controlled, will run wild
This in a man is a danger enough
But you are a woman
Not even a woman
Not very much more than a child
And whatever you say
I'll not steal you away!
Written by: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Tim Rice