@ALBUM: Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?
@ARTIST: ROCKAPELLA

Contents:

Capital (Sean Altman) . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  Rockapella
Everything To Me (David Yazbek/Sean Altman) . . . . . . . . . .  Rockapella
Beautiful Place (NYC) (David Yazbek)  . . . . . . . . . . . .  Urban Blight
My Home (Sean Altman and David Yazbek)  . .  Rockapella and The Persuasions
Amazing World (David Yazbek)  . . . .  Tito Puente Featuring Nestor Sanchez
Feeling Fine (Billy Straus) . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  3 Brave Woodsmen
Let's Get Away From It All (Matt Dennis and Tom Adair)  . . . .  Rockapella
The Violin (David Yazbek) . . . . . . . . . .  Brian Dewan and Eileen Ivers
Indiana (Sean Altman) . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  Rockapella
Where In The World Is Carmen Sandiego? (Sean Altman and David Yazbek)
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ROCKAPELLA is:
     Sean Altman              Scott Leonard
     Elliott Kerman           Barry Carl


@SONG: CAPITAL

Albany, Atlanta,  Tallahassee, Oklahoma City,  Trenton, Nashville, Concord,
Dover, Little Rock,  Des Moines, Sacramento, Olympia,  Montpelier, Jackson,
Carson City, Juneau, Denver, Raleigh, Austin, Boston!

Capital!  Just one city in every state
Where the Governor and the legislators stay up late,
Got the name, got the fame, the political weight!  
Hey!!!  Capital!

Providence,  Topeka, Santa Fe, Indianapolis, Annapolis, St. Paul, Jefferson
City, Honolulu, Baton  Rouge, Harrisburg, Columbia, Augusta,  Phoenix, Salt
Lake City, Salem, Madison, Cheyenne, I'm thinkin' Lincoln!

Capital! Just one city in every state
Where the shiny politicians contemplate our fate,
Taking aim, making claims in the friendly debate Hey!  Capital!

Bismarck Boise Springfield  Frankfort Richmond  Columbus Charleston  Helena
Capital Lansing Hartford Montgomery.

Just one city in every state
Turn the political machine on, watch it percolate,
Lotsa Honest Abes kissing babes making each state great!

Capital!  Just one city... Capital! 
(Oh no!  Oh no!  Pierre!  Pierre!  We forgot Pierre!)


@SONG: EVERYTHING TO ME

I can ride the One up to Yonkers,
Sun on a yacht on the Yangtze,
I can feel the breeze off the Mississippi.
You only mean everything to me.

Spinning over Chad in a chopper,
Boogie-woogie in a blimp over Bombay,
Take a batobus through the Gulf to Yucatan.
You only mean everything to me.

I could thumb around Thargomindah in the middle of the winter
     (Marsupials bedding down)
Do the Louvre in a minute get a poster in the giftshop
     (Mona Lisa gets shrunken down)
Take a suite in Topeka with spiders on the ceiling
I never know what you're feeling
What poisonous fruit you're peeling
What miracle cure you've found

I could ride into Cannes in a tux on a Clydesdale,
Bareback on a packmule to Greece,
I could walk a highwire 'tween the World Trade Towers.
You only mean everything to me.

Gonna saddle up a manatee and dive for gefiltes
     (Funny white blob gonna drown)
Parachute into paranoia with your mama's dishes
     (You better go underground)
Hang-glide on the Hudson with nothing but an aspirin.
You better know what I'm feeling
What dinosaur's doing your dealing
What kinda hog's in your ground.

Rip the conch from the shell do the Junkanoo party in Bahama
     (Back-to-back)
And they were singing (Back-to-back)
They said it was nothing (Yeah) but a Zombie Jamboree Yeah
Gonna give a Bronx Cheer with an eggcream moustache.
You only mean everything to me.
Yeah, so give a hot towel to a humble visitor.
You only mean everything to me.


@SONG: BEAUTIFUL PLACE (NYC)

Summertime in equatorial Manhattan 
And all the people with the puddles on their backs 
Are filling up the cracks between the cars and buildings.
I don't care whether you're white or red or black or Latin,
The season's scratching like a hamster on your head,
You take a little walk outside.

One with onions and a small papaya,
You're sitting underneath a ginkgo tree,
Crazy people in their suits go by you,
It may be steamy but it's still -
A Beautiful Place.

Underground the ants are riding in the subways.
They're facing faces that they've never faced before,
They lean against the doors although the sign says not to.
57th Street, the shoppers walking sideways,
High-heeled women like flamingos on a beach,
Their dreams are within their reach inside.

Think about it all and it gets scary,
I tend to freeze up at the starting line.
In my head's a rhyming dictionary,
It ain't poetic but it's still -
A Beautiful Place

Summer nights and all the maniacs are sleeping.
Who knows what visions they are dreaming in their pates,
Perhaps a piece of cake that they have saved for breakfast.
Up here on the roof, our secrets are worth keeping.
A breeze is blowing and the city is beneath,
An ever-changing wreath of lights.

Overhead a single star is winking,
He sees you smile through the smoggy sky.
Bet I know exactly what you're thinking -
It may be dirty, honey, a little sooty, baby,
A crazy city but it's still -
A Beautiful Place.


@SONG: MY HOME

Is it the sky today,
The way the wind's pushing the clouds,
Or is it the late day sun,
Pushing the shadows over the ground,
That brings on these memories
Of people and places that I've never seen,
And voices so strange and so sweet,
Asking me softly...
Where is my home?

What makes this person me?
Is it the little town where I was born?
Or maybe it's history,
The faces of family I've never known.
Somewhere across the sea
Where my great-grandmother left long ago,
Under a cold crying moon,
Looking for something...
Where is my home?

Where is my home,
The walls of a city,
Painted with promises and words so unkind?
Where is my home,
The trees of a country,
Where autumn came suddenly,
That I'll never find...

But then there's your face, dear,
And I know I'll never be walking alone.
The love in your eyes makes it clear,
Telling me softly...
This is my home.


@SONG: AMAZING WORLD

When I woke up on Saturday morning,
I didn't want to open my eyes.
I didn't want to leave my pillow.
I didn't need to see a sunny sky.
But I woke up Saturday morning,
And dragged a comb across my back,
And when I looked up at the ceiling,
I saw my life go by in every crack.

So I walked down the stairs in my building
And I could smell the toast through the door
And I could hear the voices of angels
And I had never heard these things before.

It's an amazing world we're living in,
It's an amazing world we are living in,
It's an amazing world we're living in,
And if you want I'll take you with me.

I never knew my ears could listen 
To all the music in my street.
I never saw the sidewalks glistening 
Like there were diamonds underneath my feet.
The way the leaves were dancing was charming.
The way the sunshine was working through,
And every traffic light was singing,
And pretty soon I started singing too.

It's an amazing world we're living in,
And if you want I'll take you with me.

If you can take your fears and illusions,
If you can put them all in a jar,
You'll hit the heart of Saturday morning,
You'll hit the heart of everything you are.


@SONG: FEELING FINE

I woke up this morning and the world was on my mind...

Got nowhere to go, got no place to be,
And there's no monkey on my back that's eating me.
So I'm taking five as far as I can roam,
And if I close my eyes the world becomes my home,
When I step outside, when I chase the wind,
And I'm feeling fine, I'm feeling fine.

Now all the world's my home and anywhere's my block,
I swim up any river and I climb up any rock.
From the mighty northern Pole to the deep blue Tennessee,
Via Paris France - the fun is always free,
When I close my eyes, when I chase the wind,
And I'm feeling fine, I'm feeling fine.
When I step outside, when I taste the wind,
And I'm feeling fine, I'm feeling fine.

Close your eyes, pick a place,
Maybe in the ocean, or maybe on the driest land,
Now begin your journey with the world at your command.


@SONG: LET'S GET AWAY FROM IT ALL

Let's take a boat to Bermuda.
Let's take a plane to St. Paul.
Let's grab a kayak to Quincy or Nyack,
Let's get away from it all.

Let's take a trip in a trailer,
No need to come back at all.
Let's take a powder to Boston for chowder.
Let's get away from it all.

We'll travel 'round from town to town,
We'll visit every state (let's why don't we go)
And I'll repeat I love you sweet
In all the forty-eight (plus two hey).

Let's go again to Niagara.
This time we'll look at the fall (dig the fall).
Let's leave our hut, dear,
Get out of our rut, dear.
Let's get away from it all.

Well, we'll travel 'round from town to town,
We'll visit every state (yup, we'll do them all)
Alaska and Hawaii too
Then all the forty-eight.

Come on baby let's go again to Niagara.
This time we'll look at the fall (oh yeah).
Let's leave our hut, dear,
Get out of our rut, dear.
Let's get away,
Let's get away from it all (let's get away babe).
Let's get away...


@SONG: THE VIOLIN

Well before you know it he is born,
He's looking up through painted bars
And he hears a hairy stranger say
"He'll learn to play the violin."
His mother's voice is high and sweet,
He's got her chin and rosy cheeks
And before this birdy leaves the nest
He'll learn to play the violin.

Now his baby shoes are obsolete,
He's growing like an ivy-weed
And every day he hears his father say
"He'll play the violin,
His mother and I won't interfere,
We'll give him room,
Let him steer but we won't be happy
'Til we hear him learn to play the fiddle."

Hey boy, Jim boy, who you lettin' run your life?
Boy, Jim boy, is it what you want to do?
Hey boy, Jim boy, ain't you proud to be a man (son)?
Boy, Jim boy... leave me alone...

So he went to university
'Til he got a law degree
And he kept a vow from years before,
"I'll never play the violin."
He met a girl with rosy cheeks,
She laughed when he would tell a joke
But she left him for another man,
A man who played the violin.

With a broken heart he sells his clothes
And books aboard a leaky ship
To find some peace in a foreign land
And learn to play the violin.
But before you know it the ship goes down
And fish are swimming in his mouth
But he promises the next go 'round
He'll learn to play the violin.


@SONG: INDIANA

I got a hole in my pocket and nothing coming down my leg,
Thinking about my home.
I got the box in my socket, the extra E's telling me
I never shoulda got up and grown.
I'm gonna hock every buck in the bank
And vacate this skinny town like a Finny Brown.
I got a hole in my pocket and nothin' trickle down
Done permanent turn my mouth into a frown,
Got fuel in the rocket, start the countdown.

I got a roach in the cabinet multiplying overtime
Under the laundromat.
I ain't seen the sun in a hundred million light years,
Gimme a land that's flat.
I'm on a budget of nothin' my life is a lemon
I'm suckin' the rind and it's spittin' time,
It's what I ain't got, my mama's grin, what I ain't got,
Wanna wear it again, what I ain't got, wanna get me on back to IN.

Indiana, back on my granddaddy's farm,
And someday I'll return to slam the backboard on the barn.
Indiana, but now the grass and corn and fireflies
Are just a distant humble paradise.

She got a tag on her pocketbook "Fake Alligator"
Never took an animal life.
She got a run in her stocking the length of an equator,
I'm thinkin' she'll be my wife.
She got my face in a locket,
A scrap of tin around her finger digging the bone,
And I'm going home to what I ain't got, my mama's grin, 
What I ain't got, gonna wear it again, what I ain't got, 
Gonna get me on back to IN.

Indiana, gonna hold my head up proud.
I won't live in the shadow of no building scraping up the clouds.
Indiana, down at the brickyard on Memorial Day
I'm on one knee and begging you to stay.

Oh honey, I got a token in my pocket,
A wormy apple for the boss, hitching it home tonight.
I down a Coke and the sign says halfway to Santa Claus,
I feel I'm gonna ignite.
They got a pie on the window,
The pickup in the backyard ready to roam
'Cause I'm coming home to what I ain't got, my mama's grin, 
What I ain't got, gonna wear it again, what I ain't got, 
My Hoosier kin, what I ain't got, I'm gonna get it,
I'm gonna gemme myself back to Indiana.


@SONG: WHERE IN THE WORLD IS CARMEN SANDIEGO?

Well she sneaks around the world from Kiev to Carolina,
She's a sticky-fingered filcher from Berlin down to Belize,
She'll take you for a ride on a slow boat to China,
Tell me where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?

Steal their Seoul in South Korea, make Antarctica cry Uncle,
From the Red Sea to Greenland they'll be singing the blues,
Well they never Arkansas her steal the Mekong from the jungle,
Tell me where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?

She go from Nashville to Norway, Bonaire to Zimbabwe,
Chicago to Czechoslovakia and back!

Well she'll ransack Pakistan and run a scam in Scandinavia,
Then she'll stick 'em up Down Under and go pick-pocket Perth,
She put the Miss in misdemeanor when she stole the beans from Lima,
Tell me where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?
Oh tell me where in the world is... Oh tell me where can she be?

Ooh, Botswana to Thailand, Milan via Amsterdam, 
Mali to Bali, Ohio, Oahu...!

Well she glides around the globe and she'll flimflam every nation,
She's a double-dealing diva with a taste for thievery,
Her itinerary's loaded up with moving violations,
Tell me where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?


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