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PARIS, TEXAS

opening sequence


Paris, Texas


She leaving the Bank


On the couch


Houston in two seconds


A canciĆ³n Mixteca



K-PAX


the trailer










GRAND CENTRAL

(Edward Shearmur)




TAXI DRIVE

(Edward Shearmur)





THE SOPRANOS


the closing flashback










THE KINKS
Living On A Thin Line

All the stories have been told
Of kings and days of old,
But there's no England now.
All the wars that were won and lost
Somehow don't seem to matter very much anymore.
All the lies we were told,
All the lies of the people running round,
They're castles have burned.
Now I see change,
But inside we're the same as we ever were.

Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Living this way, each day is a dream.
What am I, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?

Now another century nearly gone,
What are we gonna leave for the young?
What we couldn't do, what we wouldn't do,
It's a crime, but does it matter?
Does it matter much, does it matter much to you?
Does it ever really matter?
Yes, it really, really matters.

Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?

Now another leader says
Break their hearts and break some heads.
Is there nothing we can say or do?
Blame the future on the past,
Always lost in blood and guts.
And when they're gone, it's me and you.

Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line.


THE SOPRANOS


the final scene




JOURNEY
Don't Stop Believin'
Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train going anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train going anywhere

A singer in a smoky room
The smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Playin' anything to roll the dice
Just one more time

Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night


Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlight people
Don't stop


THE SOPRANOS








the task... so far!


THE SOPRANOS


the shot




TINDERSTICKS
Tiny tears

You've been lying in bed for a week now
Wondering how long it'll take
You haven't spoken or looked at her in all that time
For that was the easiest line you could break

She's been going round her business as usual
Always with that melancholic smile
But you were too busy looking into your affairs
To see those tiny tears in her eyes

Tiny tears make up an ocean
Tiny tears make up a sea
Let them pour out, pour out all over
Don't let them pour all over me

How can you hurt someone so much
You're supposed to care for
Someone you said you'd always be there for
But when that water breaks you know you're gonna cry,cry
When those tears start rolling you'll be back

Tiny tears make up an ocean
Tiny tears make up a sea
Let them pour out, pour out all over
Don't let them pour all over me

You've been thinking about the time,
you've been dreading it
But now it seems that moment has arrived
She's at the edge of the bed, she gets in
But it's hard to turn the opposite way tonight

Tiny tears make up an ocean
Tiny tears make up a sea
Let them pour out, pour out all over
Don't let them pour all over me


THE SOPRANOS


the good years




FRANK SINATRA
It was a very good year

When I was seventeen
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls
And soft summer nights
We'd hide from the lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen

When I was twenty-one
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for city girls
Who lived up the stair
With all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one

When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
Of independent means
We'd ride in limousines
Their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five

But now the days are short
I'm in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine
From fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
And it poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year


THE SOPRANOS

the clip



ALABAMA 3
Woke up this morning

Woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun
Your Mama always said you'd be
The Chosen One.

She said, ‘You're one in a million
You've got to burn to shine,'
But you were born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning
All that love had gone.
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.

But you're looking good, baby,
I believe that you're feeling fine
Shame about it
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.

You woke up this morning
Got a blue moon
Got a blue moon in your eyes
So sad
Goddamn
Goddamn shame about it
Woke up this morning
Got a blue moon
Got a blue moon in your eyes
Woke up this morning
So sorry. Goddamn
Goddamn shame about it
You woke up this morning,
The world turned upside down
Lord above
Thing's ain't been the same
Since the Blues walked into town.

But you're one in a million
'Cos you've got that shotgun shine
Shame about it
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.

You woke up this morning
Got a blue moon
Got a blue moon in your eyes
So sad
Goddamn
Goddamn shame about it
Woke up this morning
Got a blue moon
Got a blue moon in your eyes
Woke up this morning
Just can help yourself


Mr D Wayne Love:

When you woke up this morning, everything was gone.
By
half past ten your head was going ding-dong
ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
like some voice trying to tell you there was something you should know.
Last night you was flying but today you're so low
Ain't it times like these that make you wonder if you'll ever know
the meaning of things as they appear to the others;
wives, husbands, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers.
Don't you wish you didn't function, wish you didn't think
beyond the next paycheck and the next little drink?
Well you do, so make up your mind to go on
'cos when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.

When you woke up this morning
(Woke up this morning)
Woke up this morning
(Woke up this morning)
Woke up this morning
You wanna be the Chosen One.
Yes, you know it. You just can't help yourself.

When you woke up this morning
(Woke up this morning)
Woke up this morning
(Woke up this morning)
Woke up this morning
[And you did it, girl]
You got yourself a gun.