1: Jon & a calm surrender to the rush

the pines will be falling everywhereLittle children fight each

1: Taron Egerton & Richard I look back, boy,

packed my bags last night, pre-flightZero hour: 9 a.m. And

a star if you canWish for somethin' specialLet it

shy away from coming inCloser still my darling friendDon't

gotta think about itYou gotta make a wish and

cubes on the back of your neckWarm wind blowing

Goodbye Norma JeanThough I never knew you at allYou had the

for the scapegoat leaving Reading JailRheumy eyes just pierced

know we've been out on strike for eight months

have I gotta do to make you love me?What

grew up in your hometown, at least began to growI

isn't much I haven't sharedWith you along the roadAnd

The more I learn, the more I seeThe less the world

1: Elton hardly think I'm qualifiedTo come across all

gonna be a mighty king, so, enemies, I've

yethuMholi wezwe lethuLefatshe la bonata ronaLea halalelaBusa le lizwe boBusa

to my Christmas songI'd like to thank you for

har aldrig regnet hyæner for vigtigeDe har en rå