Sync Different

Oh why don't you take me to the moonI'll fly with you in a baloonand there you'll kiss me
and we will walk back to you.
Oh this is just happening all too soonmy life looks like a cartoonand then you'll kiss meand i am all stuck with you.
And I oh Ijust wanna fly highwhatever you say i'll blindly go your wayto the sky
And when we kissit seems as if we're glued togetherforever and ever'till the end of time.
Oh why don't you take me to the moonI'll fly with you in a baloonand there you'll kiss me
and we will walk back to you.
Tu tu ru tu to you.

THE TALK OF THE TOWN

Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega

At last here comes the big day
I’ve waited for this moment
For so long
I’ve got a Broadway opening
Finally things are happening
My way

There will be lines around the block
Stars in limos, famous celebrities
New York’s finest
All come to see me

The thrill, the magic of applause,
Someone like me simply adores
If I’m a hit I must admit immodestly
I had it coming to me

The heights of fame are heady
But I am more than ready
To get there
So here I am at last
I’m going places fast
And I know where

I’ve always been aware of it
One day I’ll be getting my share of it
And I’m gonna be
The talk of the town

The thrill, the magic of applause,
That little old me simply adores
If I’m a hit I must admit immodestly
I had it coming to me and the whole world can see that I’m ready to be
The talk of the town

You never look up to the sky above It’s surely here oh only your fault Said...That time goes by nowYou always like to say that is all grey Complaining never helped anyway Makin’...
Mmmh Big changes...
‘Cause if you lift your head a bit more
You will see how beautiful this world can be whenever you get sad and lonely Just open your eyes...Walking down the street!Walking down the street, by walking
Don’t loose time on things that would hurt you Looking forward’s better for you
Never...
Let that time go nowIt’s up to you to chase all the blues Nobody’s gonna do it for you
Let it..
Shine through

GOLDEN BOY
Music by Julien VegaLyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega


On the floor of Wall Street I’m one of a kindI’m no ordinary guyIf I sell or I buy I don’t even tryI can make a million dollars in the blink of an eye

Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be?
I’ll probably never get old
Everything that I touch turns to gold


I’m flying high, I’m a fortunate guyBut try as I mightThere’s something that doesn’t sit rightAnd I think I know why


One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it

Making and breaking and takingDoesn’t matter how big your greed is


When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice
Who not so convinced everything has a price
I don’t think twiceThat’s what I need
Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be?Excuse me but I’m on a rollYou see that all that I touch turns to gold
I’m flying highI’m a fortunate guyAnd I don’t know whyI simply don’t burst into songOnly one thing is wrong
One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it

Making and breaking and takingAll you do is feed what your greed is


When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice
Who’s not so convinced everything has a price
I don’t think twice
I knowLove is what I need