The Tragically Hip: A National Celebration
Special | 2h 42m 24sVideo has Closed Captions
The Tragically Hip's last performance as a five-piece band.
In 2015, The Tragically Hip's lead singer, Gord Downie, was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. Having just finished their latest record, it seemed only appropriate to take it out on tour, a tour that felt like a farewell. The 15-show run culminated in a National Celebration on August 20, 2016, at the K-Rock Centre in the band’s hometown of Kingston, Ontario.
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The Tragically Hip: A National Celebration
Special | 2h 42m 24sVideo has Closed Captions
In 2015, The Tragically Hip's lead singer, Gord Downie, was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. Having just finished their latest record, it seemed only appropriate to take it out on tour, a tour that felt like a farewell. The 15-show run culminated in a National Celebration on August 20, 2016, at the K-Rock Centre in the band’s hometown of Kingston, Ontario.
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[ Cheers and applause ] [ "The Last of the Unplucked Gems" plays ] -They say, "Why do you write so many songs that are indigenous to the area from which you come?"
I guess it’s because that’s where we’re from.
♪♪ ♪ The last of the unplucked gems ♪ ♪ The last of the unplucked gems ♪ ♪ The last of the unplucked gems ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Rock music plays faintly in background ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause continues ] [ "50-Mission Cap" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Bill Barilko disappeared that summer ♪ ♪ He was on a fishing trip ♪ ♪♪ ♪ The last goal he ever scored ♪ ♪ Won the Leafs the cup ♪ ♪♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪ They didn't win another till 1962 ♪ ♪ Year he was discovered ♪ ♪♪ ♪ I stole this ♪ ♪ I stole this from a hockey card ♪ ♪ I keep tucked up under ♪ ♪ My 50-mission cap ♪ ♪ I worked it in ♪ ♪ I worked it in to look like that ♪ ♪ It's my 50-mission cap ♪ ♪ It's his 50-mission cap ♪ ♪ And I worked it in ♪ -♪ Worked it in ♪ -♪ I worked it in ♪ ♪ And I worked it in to look like that ♪ ♪ I worked it in to look like that ♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪♪ You know this one, right?
♪♪ ♪ Bill Barilko disappeared that summer ♪ -♪ 1951 ♪ -♪ He was on a fishing trip ♪ -♪ In a plane ♪ -♪ The last goal he ever scored ♪ -♪ In overtime ♪ -♪ Won the Leafs the Cup ♪ No, no.
[ Crowd cheering ] ♪ They didn't win another till 1962 ♪ ♪ The year he was discovered ♪ ♪ My 50-mission cap ♪ ♪ I worked it in ♪ ♪ I worked it in to look like that ♪ ♪ It's my 50-mission cap ♪ ♪ It's his 50-mission cap ♪ ♪ I worked it in ♪ -♪ Worked it in ♪ -♪ I worked it in ♪ ♪ And I worked it in to look like that ♪ ♪ I worked it in to look like that ♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪♪ ♪ It's my 50-mission cap ♪ ♪♪ ♪ It's my 50-mission cap ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Whoo!
♪ ♪Ahh!
♪ ♪♪ ♪ Hey, it's my 50-mission cap ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Whoo!
♪ ♪ Ahh!
♪ ♪ Whoo!
♪ [ Cheers and applause ] Ahh!
[ Cheers and applause continues ] [ "Courage" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Watch the band through a bunch of dancers ♪ ♪ Quickly follow the unknown ♪ ♪ With something more familiar ♪ ♪ Quickly, something familiar ♪ ♪ Courage, my word ♪ -♪ It didn't come ♪ -♪ It doesn't matter ♪ ♪ Sleepwalk, so fast asleep ♪ ♪ In a motel that has the lay of home ♪ ♪ And piss on all of your background ♪ ♪ And piss on all your surroundings ♪ ♪ Courage, my word ♪ -♪ It didn't come ♪ -♪ It doesn't matter ♪ ♪ Courage, your word ♪ -♪ It didn't come ♪ -♪ It doesn't matter ♪ ♪ Courage, my word ♪ -♪ It didn't come ♪ -♪ It doesn't matter ♪ ♪ Courage, you couldn't have come at a worse time ♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪♪ ♪ There's no simple explanation ♪ ♪ Is anything important ♪ ♪ Any of us do ♪ ♪ And, yeah, the human... ♪ -♪ Tragedy ♪ -♪ Consists in the... ♪ -♪ Necessity ♪ ♪ Of living with the consequences ♪ ♪ Under pressure ♪ ♪ Under pressure ♪ ♪ Courage, my word ♪ -♪ It didn't come ♪ -♪ It doesn't matter ♪ ♪ Courage, your word ♪ -♪ It didn't come ♪ -♪ It doesn't matter ♪ ♪ Courage, my word ♪ ♪ It didn't come, it doesn't matter ♪ ♪ Courage, you couldn't have come at a worse time ♪ ♪♪ ♪ You couldn't have come at a worse time ♪ ♪♪ ♪ You couldn't come at a worse time ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Courage ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Courage ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Courage ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪ Whoo!
♪ ♪ Whoo-ooh!
♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo!
[ Cheers and applause continues ] [ Bird calling ] [ "Wheat Kings" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Sundown in the Paris of the prairies ♪ ♪ Wheat kings have all their treasures buried ♪ ♪ All you hear are rusty breezes ♪ ♪ Pushing around the weather vane Jesus ♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪ Zippo lighter, he sees the killer's face ♪ ♪ Maybe it's someone standing in a killer's place ♪ ♪ 20 years for nothing -- well, that's nothing new ♪ ♪ Besides, no one's interested in something you didn't do ♪ ♪ Wheat kings and pretty things ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Let's just see what the morning brings ♪ ♪♪ ♪ There's a dream he dreams ♪ ♪ Where the high school is dead and stark ♪ ♪ It's a museum, and we're all locked up in it after dark ♪ ♪ Where the walls are lined all yellow, grey, and sinister ♪ ♪ Hung with pictures of our parents' Prime Ministers ♪ ♪ Wheat kings and pretty things ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Wait and see what tomorrow brings ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Late-breaking story on the CBC ♪ ♪ A nation whispers, "We always knew that he'd go free" ♪ ♪ They add, "You can't be fond of livin' in the past ♪ ♪ 'Cause if you are, then there's no way ♪ ♪ That you're gonna last" ♪ ♪ Wheat kings and pretty things ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Let's just see what tomorrow brings ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Wheat kings ♪ ♪ And pretty thi-i-i-i-ings ♪ ♪ That's what tomorrow bri-i-i-i-i-ngs ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause continues ] [ "At the 100th Meridian" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Me debunk an American myth ♪ ♪ And take my life in my hands?
♪ ♪♪ ♪ Where the Great Plains begin ♪ ♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ We're at the 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ Where the Great Plains begin ♪ ♪ Driving down a corduroy road ♪ -♪ Crashing through the window ♪ -♪ Weeds standing shoulder-high ♪ -♪ Through the window ♪ -♪ Ferris wheel is rusting ♪ ♪ Off in the distance ♪ ♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ Where the Great Plains begin ♪ ♪ Left alone to get gigantic ♪ ♪ Hard, huge, and haunted ♪ ♪ A generation so much dumber than its parents ♪ ♪ Comes crashing through the window ♪ -♪ Through the window ♪ -♪ A raven strains along the line of the road ♪ ♪ Carrying a muddy, old skull ♪ ♪ The wires whistle their approval ♪ ♪ Off down the distance ♪ ♪ 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ You're gonna miss me ♪ -♪ We're at the 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ Where the Great Plains begin ♪ -♪ We're at the 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ We're at the 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ Baby, you're gonna miss me ♪ -♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ Where the Great Plains began ♪ ♪ I remember, I remember Buffalo ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me ♪ ♪ They bury me someplace I don't want to be ♪ ♪ You'll dig me up and transport me ♪ ♪ Unceremoniously away from the swollen city breeze ♪ ♪ Garbage-bag trees, whispers of disease ♪ ♪ Acts of enormity ♪ ♪ And lower me slowly, sadly, and properly ♪ ♪ Get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy ♪ ♪ 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ You're gonna miss me ♪ -♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ Where the Great Plains begin ♪ -♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ -♪ Baby, you're gonna miss me ♪ -♪ At the 100th Meridian ♪ ♪ Where them Great Plains begin ♪ ♪ Begin ♪ ♪ Begin ♪ ♪ Begin!
♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause continues ] [ "In A World Possessed By The Human Mind" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Just give me the news ♪ ♪ It can all be lies ♪ ♪ Exciting over fair or the right thing at the right time ♪ ♪ Everything is clear ♪ ♪ Just how you described ♪ ♪ The way it appears, "A world possessed by the human mind" ♪ ♪ And then I think I smiled ♪ ♪ And then I think you said, "It's fine" ♪ ♪ And quietly I dressed ♪ ♪ In a world completely possessed by the human mind ♪ ♪♪ ♪ We're in awe of no one ♪ ♪ We've none of their fear ♪ ♪ Fighting's going nowhere, and we stay right here ♪ ♪ Where everything is quiet ♪ ♪ A little super-dangerous ♪ ♪ "The shadow of the law and with colors of justice" ♪ ♪ And then I hope I smiled ♪ ♪ And then I'm sure you said, "It's fine" ♪ ♪ They got no interest in a world ♪ ♪ Completely possessed by the... ♪ ♪ Human mind ♪ ♪ Come on!
♪ ♪ A human mind ♪ ♪ Oh!
♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Everything is quiet ♪ ♪ A little super-dangerous ♪ ♪ Quiet enough to hear God rustlin' around in the bushes ♪ ♪ Oh, but it was you ♪ ♪ Girl, I was so afraid ♪ ♪ You said, "You shoulda seen the look on your face" ♪ ♪ And then I hope I laughed ♪ ♪ Then I hope I said, "It's fine" ♪ ♪ And quietly undressed in a world ♪ ♪ Completely possessed by the human mind ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Ah, ah, ahhhh ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Oh, woman, it was you ♪ ♪ Girl, I was so afraid ♪ ♪ You said, "You shoulda seen the look on yer face" ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause continues ] [ "What Blue" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Ah, it's what love looks like, in a world of reproach ♪ ♪ Completely absorbed in that, too ♪ ♪ Exciting over fair, always daily forward ♪ ♪ Always the power to choose ♪ ♪ In your eyes, it's what love looks like ♪ ♪ 'Cause it's still the longest thing that I do ♪ ♪ In your eyes, it's the useless nights ♪ ♪ And all the dreary places, but what blue ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Oh, I was always too uneasy, too for solitude ♪ ♪ Too into all the things you can do ♪ ♪ To come into the open, to come into the light ♪ ♪ Forward, daily forward for what blue ♪ ♪ In your eyes, what our love looks like ♪ ♪ It's the longest thing that we do ♪ ♪ In your eyes, all of our dark doors ♪ ♪ Our disenchanted paths, but what blue ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Ahhhhh ♪ ♪ Ohh, ohhhhh ♪ ♪ I love you so much, it distorts my life ♪ ♪ What drove and drives you drove and drives me, too ♪ ♪ When I think I'm clear, I think I'm doing fine ♪ ♪ Completely absorbed in what blue ♪ ♪ In your eyes, it's what love looks like ♪ ♪ It's the longest thing that you do ♪ ♪ Well, in your eyes, all the useless nights ♪ ♪ And all the dreary places, but what blue ♪ ♪ Whoo!
♪ [ Cheers and applause ] Yeah.
Yeah!
[ Cheers and applause continue ] [ "Tired As F+++" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Tired as... ♪ ♪ The Greedy Palace has been keeping me up ♪ ♪ See now then ♪ ♪ Can't and won't ♪ ♪ You will and can ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Tired as... ♪ ♪ It's so hard to wonder why when you don't feel worthy of ♪ ♪ Being aloft, wherever wind may blow ♪ ♪ You don't let your balloon touch the ground ♪ ♪ Or get so high that you can't let go ♪ ♪ May and June ♪ ♪ This lake of gin ♪ ♪ I only had to tilt the paddle toward my chin ♪ ♪ May and June ♪ ♪ The Sweet Sea ♪ ♪ It's so easy when you don't know what you're doing ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Tired as... ♪ ♪ I want to stop so much I almost don't want to stop ♪ ♪ See now then ♪ ♪ Can't and won't ♪ ♪ You will and can ♪ ♪ Tired as... ♪ ♪ The Greedy Palace has been keeping me up ♪ ♪ Up high and aloft, wherever winds may blow ♪ ♪ You don't let your balloon touch the ground ♪ ♪ Or get so high that you can't let go ♪ ♪ May and June ♪ ♪ By the lake of gin ♪ ♪ You only had to tilt the paddle toward your chin ♪ ♪ May and June by the Sweet Sea ♪ ♪ It's so easy that you don't know how easy ♪ ♪ May and June, May and June, May and June ♪ ♪ May and June, May and June, May and June ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Tired as... ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Tired as... ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Tired as... ♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] Thank you, Prime Minister Downie.
[ Cheers and applause continue ] [ "Machine" plays ] Well, you know, Prime Minister Trudeau's got me.
♪♪ His work with First Nations -- He's got everybody.
♪♪ He's gonna take us where we need to go.
[ Cheers and applause ] And we got to be a country, it's gonna take us 100 years... ...to figure out what the hell went on up there.
But it isn't cool, and everybody knows that.
It's really, really bad.
♪♪ But we're gonna figure it out.
You're gonna figure it out.
♪ I write about words, I find treasure or worse ♪ ♪ I watch the end of man and, and I dream like a bird ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I remain aloft, and I forget a lot ♪ ♪ And I try not to try, and I can remember or not ♪ ♪ I'm a real machine, it follows ♪ ♪ You're a real machine, fed on shadows ♪ ♪ I'm a real machine, follow?
♪ ♪ You're a real machine, fed on shadows ♪ ♪♪ ♪ I return your gaze, and I wait in the rain ♪ ♪ All inchoate desires, I do what I hate ♪ ♪ I remain aloft, and I forget a lot ♪ ♪ Then I try not to try, and I can remember or not ♪ ♪ You're a real machine, it follows ♪ ♪ I'm a real machine, you follow?
♪ ♪♪ ♪ Follow ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Whoo!
♪ ♪ Ahh!
♪ ♪♪ ♪ Ahh!
♪ ♪ Ahh!
♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Whoo!
♪ ♪♪ ♪ I'm a real machine, you follow?
♪ ♪ You're a real machine, fed on shadows ♪ ♪ We're the real machines, it follows ♪ ♪ Yeah, we're the real machines ♪ ♪ We're fed on shadows ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Thunder rumbling ] [ Cheers and applause continues ] [ Thunder rumbling ] [ Thunder crashing ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ "Music At Work" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Everything is bleak ♪ ♪ It's the middle of the night ♪ ♪ You're all alone ♪ ♪ And the dummies might be right ♪ ♪ You feel like a jerk ♪ ♪ My music at work, my music at work ♪ ♪ Avoid trends and clichés ♪ ♪ Don't try to be up to date ♪ ♪ And when the sunlight hits the olive oil ♪ ♪ Don't hesitate ♪ ♪ The night's so long it hurts ♪ ♪ My music at work ♪ ♪ In a symbol too far ♪ ♪ Or the anatomy of a stain ♪ ♪ To determine where you are ♪ [ Sings indistinctly ] ♪ No matter what you heard ♪ ♪ My music at work, in my music at work ♪ ♪ In my music at work ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I call it "Olga Waits" ♪ ♪ The crowd then entertains ♪ ♪ The dim possibility of showing some restraint ♪ ♪ The rain comes down berserk ♪ ♪ My music at work, it's my music at work ♪ ♪ On a star beyond the charts ♪ ♪ The dark side a drop of rain ♪ ♪ To determine where you are ♪ ♪ In a sink full of Ganges, I'd remain ♪ ♪ No matter what you heard ♪ ♪ My music at work, in my music at work ♪ ♪ In my music at work ♪ ♪♪ ♪ La, la la la la la ♪ ♪ La, la la la, et cetera ♪ ♪ La, la la la la la ♪ ♪ La, la la la, et cetera ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Everything is bleak ♪ ♪ It's the middle of the night ♪ ♪ You're all alone ♪ ♪ And the dummies might be right ♪ ♪ Outside the darkness lurks ♪ ♪ My music at work, it's my music at work ♪ ♪ Hey, fallen hummingbird ♪ ♪ My music at work ♪ ♪ From the middle of the Earth ♪ ♪ My music at work ♪ ♪ Bound for bed without dessert ♪ ♪ My music at work, here's my music at work ♪ ♪ Here's my music at work, here's my music at work ♪ ♪ My music at work, my music at work ♪ ♪ Here's my music at work, my music at work ♪ ♪ My music at work, my music at work!
♪ ♪ My music at work, that's my music at work ♪ ♪ That's my music at work, that's my music at work ♪ ♪ That's my music at work!
♪ ♪ That's my music at work, that's my music at work ♪ ♪ That's my music at work, that's my music at work ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ "Lake Fever" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ We can take a bit of a breather ♪ ♪ We can skip to the practical part ♪ ♪ We can skip to the time of neither ♪ ♪ When we're together, even when we're apart ♪ ♪ I'll tell you a story about the lake fever ♪ ♪ Or we can skip to the coital fury ♪ ♪ You didn't say yes or no, neither ♪ ♪ You whispered hurry ♪ ♪ Hurry ♪ ♪ Hurry ♪ ♪ Hurry ♪ ♪♪ ♪ We can take a little bit further ♪ ♪ We can stick to the aftereffects part ♪ ♪ 'Not trying to make you a believer ♪ ♪ Don't want a little piece of your heart ♪ ♪ Just telling you a story about the lake fever ♪ ♪ Or we can skip to the neutral fury ♪ ♪ You didn't say yes or no neither ♪ ♪ You whispered hurry ♪ ♪ Hurry ♪ ♪ Hurry ♪ ♪ Hurry ♪ ♪ Want to be your wheezing screen door ♪ ♪ I want to be your stars of Algonquin ♪ ♪ I want to be your roaring floorboard ♪ ♪ I want to break the hearts of everyone ♪ ♪ Yeah, 'cause discontent until you reach ♪ ♪ Cease your investigation ♪ ♪ And bring back the days' events ♪ ♪ Good citizens and time well-spent ♪ ♪ Till we're talking in whispers again ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Until we're talking in whispers again ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Until we're talking in whispers again ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Until we're talking in whispers again ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Until we're talking in whispers again ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Until we're talking in whispers again ♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Toronto #4 plays ] ♪♪ This is someone we know.
♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Did you know you were the rock plug for all of us ♪ ♪ Did you know in the conduit of Vesuvius ♪ ♪ You were far more unifying than you know ♪ ♪ I'm not a judge of suitable ♪ ♪ But you almost had it all ♪ ♪ Now you tell me when ♪ ♪ Tell me when it's imminent ♪ ♪ So you won't, you won't have to rise or fall ♪ ♪ Endure the wonder of survival ♪ ♪ The wipe-out loss ♪ ♪ The elation of free fall ♪ ♪ The rock bottom of betrayal ♪ ♪ Betrayal alone ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Alone ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Alone ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Alone ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Hello ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] -Nice.
[ "Putting Down" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Held a bird's egg between her breasts ♪ ♪ There's reasons for the road, I guess ♪ ♪ To document the indigenous ♪ ♪ To paint and sketch, paint and sketch ♪ ♪ I'm starting to fail to be impressed ♪ ♪♪ ♪ United state of ricochet ♪ ♪ From the boardwalk to the Appian Way ♪ ♪ The diamond files, the corporate raves ♪ ♪ You'd practically kill not to be afraid ♪ ♪ And I'm starting to choke on these things I say ♪ ♪♪ ♪ I'm putting down, I'm putting down, I'm putting down ♪ ♪ I'm putting down, I'm putting down, I'm putting down ♪ ♪ I'm putting down, I'm putting down, I'm putting down ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Browbeaten out from underneath your dress ♪ ♪ The documented indigenous ♪ ♪ Civilization flipped its desk ♪ ♪ You know the rest, there is no rest ♪ ♪ And I'm starting to fail to know what's best.
♪♪ ♪ I'm putting down, I'm putting down, I'm putting down ♪ ♪ I'm putting down, I'm putting down, I'm putting down ♪ ♪ I'm putting down, I'm putting down, I'm putting down ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Down ♪ ♪ Down ♪ ♪ Down ♪ ♪ Aah!
♪ ♪♪ ♪ I'm putting down ♪ ♪♪ ♪ I'm putting down ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ "Twist My Arm" plays ] ♪♪ ♪ Uh!
♪ ♪♪ ♪ There she blows, Jacques Cousteau ♪ ♪ Hear her sing so sweet and low ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Lull me overboard, out cold ♪ ♪ Gathered in and swallowed whole ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Yeah, do I want to with all your charm?
♪ ♪ Do I want to twist my arm?
♪ ♪ Ow, ow!
♪ ♪ Yes, do I want to with all your charm?
♪ ♪ Do I want to twist my arm?
♪ ♪ You just hit me where I live ♪ ♪ I guess it looks quite primitive ♪ ♪ What was that supposed to prove?
♪ ♪ Throw the calf or he'll throw you ♪ ♪ Do I want to with all that charm?
♪ ♪ Do I want to twist my arm?
♪ ♪♪ ♪ Do I want to with all that charm?
♪ ♪ Do I want to twist my arm?
♪ ♪ Whoo!
♪ ♪♪ ♪ Just in my victim world ♪ ♪ Thirsty as a cultured pearl ♪ ♪ Culled and wooed, bitten, chewed ♪ ♪ It won't hurt if you don't move ♪ ♪ Do I want to with all your charm?
♪ ♪ Do I want to twist my arm?
♪ ♪♪ ♪ Yes, do I want to with all your charm?
♪ ♪ Do I want to twist my arm?
♪ ♪♪ ♪ Now, musical chairs, double dares, memorized stairs ♪ ♪ Shooting off flares, springtime hares ♪ ♪ Broken-down mares ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Cowered phones, big soup stones, prideless loans ♪ ♪ Grill-sick crows, motel moans ♪ ♪ And big fat Jones!
♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Martyrs don't do much for me ♪ ♪ Though I enjoy them vicariously ♪ ♪ After you, no, after me ♪ ♪ No, I insist, please, after me ♪ ♪ Do I want to with all your charm?
♪ ♪ Do I want to twist my arm?
♪ ♪♪ ♪ Yes, do I want to with all your charm?
♪ ♪ Do I want to twist my arm?
♪ ♪ Aw, do it ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] ♪ Whoo, whoo ♪ [ "Three Pistols" plays ] ♪♪ Alright.
♪♪ ♪ Well, Tom Thompson came paddling past ♪ ♪ I'm pretty sure it was him ♪ ♪ And he spoke so softly in accordance ♪ ♪ To the growing of the dim ♪ ♪ He said, "Bring on the brand-new renaissance ♪ ♪ 'Cause I think I'm ready ♪ ♪ I've been aching all night long ♪ ♪ But now my hands are steady" ♪ ♪ Three pistols came ♪ -♪ Yeah, sweep them all away ♪ ♪ Three people went on their way ♪ ♪ Three pistols strong ♪ ♪ Three people spent ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Well, he found his little, lonely love ♪ ♪ His bride of the northern woods ♪ ♪ But she took me to the opera house ♪ ♪ Like she said she would ♪ ♪ Then she sighed, she fell from the balcony ♪ ♪ Shakespeare's bent to touch ♪ ♪ She never had any time for me ♪ ♪ 'Cause I didn't protest enough ♪ ♪ Three pistols came ♪ -♪ Yeah, sweep them all away ♪ -♪ Three people went on their way ♪ ♪ Two pistols strong ♪ ♪ Two people spent ♪ ♪ Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright ♪ ♪ Alright, alright, oh, alright ♪ ♪ Alright, alright, alright, alright ♪ ♪ Well, little girls come on Remembrance Day ♪ ♪ Placing flowers on his grave ♪ ♪ She waits in the shadows till after dark ♪ ♪ Just to sweep 'em all away ♪ ♪ I say, bring on the brand-new Renaissance ♪ ♪ 'Cause I think I'm ready ♪ ♪ I've been shaking all night long ♪ ♪ But now my hands are steady ♪ ♪ Three pistols came ♪ -♪ Yeah, sweep them all away ♪ -♪ Three people went on their way ♪ ♪ Three pistols strong ♪ ♪ Three people spent ♪ ♪ Three pistols came ♪ -♪ Yeah, sweep them all away ♪ -♪ Three people went on their way ♪ ♪ One pistol strong ♪ ♪ Three people spe-e-e-e-e-nt ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] In the glowing days of the band -- In the glowing days of the band, with the help of a good friend, we've invented the scarf made out of two socks.
[ Cheers and applause ] Yeah.
A singer needs to keep his or her voice always warm.
[ Crowd cheering ] It only took me... 28 years to figure that out.
[ Cheers and applause ] Thank you.
Thank you, people, for keeping me pushing and keeping me pushing.
[ Cheers and applause ] [ "Fiddler's Green" plays ] ♪♪ You hear sharp.
♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ September 17 ♪ ♪♪ ♪ For a girl I know, it's Mother's Day ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Her son has gone alee ♪ ♪♪ ♪ And that's where he will stay ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Wind on the weather vane ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Tearing blue eyes sailor-mean ♪ ♪♪ ♪ As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain ♪ ♪ For a boy in Fiddler's Green ♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪ His tiny, knotted heart ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Well, I guess it never worked too good ♪ ♪♪ ♪ The timber tore apart ♪ ♪♪ ♪ And the water gorged the wood ♪ ♪♪ ♪ You can hear her whispered prayer ♪ ♪♪ ♪ For men at masts that always lean ♪ ♪ The same wind that moves her hair ♪ ♪ Moves her boy through Fiddler's Green ♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪ Ahhhhhh ♪ ♪ Nothing's changed anyway ♪ ♪ Ohhhh, nothing's changed anyway ♪ ♪ Ohhh, anytime today ♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪ He doesn't know a soul ♪ ♪♪ ♪ And there's nowhere that he's really been ♪ ♪♪ ♪ But he won't travel long alone ♪ ♪ No, not in Fiddler's Green ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Balloons all filled with rain ♪ ♪♪ ♪ As children's eyes turn sleepy-mean ♪ ♪♪ ♪ And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain ♪ ♪ For a boy in Fiddler's Green ♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Crowd chanting ] [ "Little Bones" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ It gets so sticky down here ♪ ♪ Better butter your cue finger up ♪ ♪ It's the start of another new year ♪ ♪ Better call the newspaper up ♪ ♪ $2.50 for a highball ♪ ♪ And a buck and a half for a beer ♪ ♪ Happy hour, happy hour ♪ ♪ Happy hour is here-e-e-e-e-e ♪ ♪♪ ♪ The long days of Shockley are gone ♪ ♪ So is football Kennedy-style ♪ ♪ Famous last words taken all wrong ♪ ♪ Wind up on that very same pile ♪ ♪ $2.50 for a decade ♪ ♪ And a buck and a half for a year ♪ ♪ Happy hour, happy hour ♪ ♪ Happy hour is here ♪ ♪ I can cry, beg, and whine ♪ ♪ To every rebel I find ♪ ♪ Please, just give me a line ♪ ♪ I could use to describe ♪ ♪ Baby, eat this chicken slow ♪ ♪ It's full of all them little bones ♪ ♪ Baby, eat this chicken slow ♪ ♪ It's full of all them little bo-o-o-o-nes ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ So regal and decadent here ♪ ♪ Coffin-cheaters dead on their graves ♪ ♪ Music in all its delicate fear ♪ ♪ Is the only thing that won't change ♪ ♪ $2.50 for my eyeball ♪ ♪ And a buck and a half for my ear ♪ ♪ Happy hour, happy hour ♪ ♪ Happy hour is here ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Well, nothing's dead down here ♪ ♪ It's just a little tired ♪ ♪ Nothing's dead down here ♪ ♪ It's just a little tired ♪ ♪ Nothing's dead down here ♪ ♪ It's just a little tired ♪ ♪ Nothing's dead down here ♪ ♪ It's just a little ti-i-i-i-ired ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Baby, eat this chicken slow ♪ ♪ It's full of all them little bones ♪ ♪ Baby, eat this chicken slow ♪ ♪ It's full of all them little bones ♪ ♪ Little bones ♪ ♪ Little bones ♪ ♪ Full of all them little bo-o-o-o-o-nes ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ "The Last of the Unplucked Gems" plays ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Violins, tambourines ♪ ♪ This is what we think they mean ♪ ♪ It's hard to say, it's sad but true ♪ ♪ I'm kinda dumb and so are you ♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪ When the mystique varies thus ♪ ♪ You can send a man to bury us ♪ ♪ It's hard to say, it's sad but true ♪ ♪ I'm kinda dumb and so are you ♪ ♪♪ ♪ The last of the unplucked gems ♪ ♪ The last of the unplucked gems ♪ ♪ The last of the unplucked gems ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Whoo!
♪ ♪ Whoo!
♪ [ Crowd cheering ] ♪ Whoo, whoo!
♪ [ Cheering continues ] ♪ Whoo!
♪ ♪ Whoo, whoo!
♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ "Something On" plays ] ♪♪ ♪ Your imagination's having puppies ♪ ♪ It could be a video for new recruits ♪ ♪ Just stare into the camera ♪ ♪ And pretend that you got the flu ♪ ♪ Or dream of impossible vacations ♪ ♪ And get all teary from the wind ♪ ♪ Look as though you're standing in the station ♪ ♪ Long after the train came in ♪ ♪ And see how the space tautens ♪ ♪ Like there's something on ♪ ♪ And you're never more hot than ♪ ♪ When you've got something on ♪ ♪♪ ♪ Picture a century of water ♪ ♪ Bury the pipeline guy right here ♪ ♪ Kill the dream of possible vacations ♪ ♪ With the sweep of a mapping pioneer ♪ ♪ Outside there's hectic action ♪ ♪ The ice is covering the trees ♪ ♪ And one of 'em's interconnecting ♪ ♪ With my Chevrolet Caprice ♪ ♪ Black out to phantom power ♪ ♪ And like there's nothing on ♪ ♪ And hammering the tower ♪ ♪ And now there's nothing on ♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ We'll ride the monorail ♪ ♪ Rocking gently home on the trail ♪ ♪ You want to show me the moon ♪ ♪♪ ♪ I know you're standing at the station ♪ ♪ I know there's nothing on ♪ ♪ I know that alienation ♪ ♪ I know the train's long gone ♪ ♪ I can see how your face tautens ♪ ♪ Like you've got something on ♪ ♪ It makes me feel just rotten ♪ ♪ But you've got something on ♪ ♪♪ ♪ It's true, it's true ♪ ♪ It's you, it's you, it's you ♪ ♪ It's really true, it's really true ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Spring starts when a heartbeat's pounding ♪ ♪ When the birds can be heard above the reckoning carts ♪ ♪ Doing some final accounting ♪ ♪ Lava flowing in Superfarmer's direction ♪ ♪ He's been getting reprieve from the heat ♪ ♪ In the frozen food section, yeah ♪ ♪ Don't tell me what the poets are doing ♪ ♪ Don't tell me that they're talking tough ♪ ♪ Don't tell me that they're anti-social ♪ ♪ Somehow not anti-social enough, that's right ♪ ♪ And porn speaks to it's splintered legions ♪ ♪ To the pink amid the withered cornstalks ♪ ♪ In them winter regions ♪ ♪ While aiming at the archetypal father ♪ ♪ He said with such broad and tentative swipes ♪ ♪ Why do you even bother, yeah ♪ ♪ Don't tell me what the poets are doing ♪ ♪ Those Himalayas of the mind ♪ ♪ Don't tell me what the poet's been doing ♪ ♪ In the long grasses over time ♪ ♪ Don't tell me what the poets are doing ♪ ♪ On the street and the epitome of vague ♪ ♪ Don't tell me how the universe is altered ♪ ♪ When you find out how he gets paid, alright ♪ ♪ If there's nothing more that you need now ♪ ♪ The lawn cut by bare chested women ♪ ♪ Beach bleached towels within reach for the women ♪ ♪ Got to make it, that'll make it by swimming ♪ [ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I left your house this morning ♪ ♪ 'Bout a quarter after nine ♪ ♪ Coulda been the Willie Nelson ♪ ♪ Coulda been the wine ♪ ♪ When I left your house this morning ♪ ♪ It was a little after nine ♪ ♪ It was in Bobcaygeon where I saw the constellations ♪ ♪ Reveal themselves, one star at a time ♪ ♪ I drove back to town this morning ♪ ♪ With working on my mind ♪ ♪ I thought of maybe quittin' ♪ ♪ I thought of leavin' it behind ♪ ♪ I went back to bed this morning ♪ ♪ And as I'm pullin' down the blind ♪ ♪ Yeah, the sky was dull and hypothetical ♪ ♪ And fallin' one cloud at a time ♪ ♪ That night in Toronto ♪ ♪ Riding on horseback ♪ ♪ And keeping order restored ♪ ♪ Til the men they couldn't hang ♪ ♪ Stepped to the mic and sang ♪ ♪ And their voices rang with that Aryan twang ♪ ♪ I got to your house this morning ♪ ♪ Just a little after nine ♪ ♪ In the middle of that riot ♪ ♪ Couldn't get you off my mind ♪ ♪ So, I'm at your house this morning ♪ ♪ It's just a little after nine ♪ ♪ 'Cause, it was in Bobcaygeon ♪ ♪ Where I saw the constellations reveal themselves ♪ ♪ One star at a time ♪ ♪ One star at a time ♪ [ Vocalizing ] [ Song ends ] Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you very much.
[ Cheers and applause ] Whoo!
♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ If there's a goal that everyone remembers ♪ ♪ It was back in ol' 72 ♪ ♪ We all squeezed the stick and we all pulled the trigger ♪ ♪ And all I remember is sitting beside you ♪ ♪ You said you didn't give a...about hockey ♪ ♪ And I never saw someone say that before ♪ ♪ You held my hand and we walked home the long way ♪ ♪ You were loosening my grip on Bobby Orr ♪ ♪ Isn't it amazing anything's accomplished?
♪ ♪ When the little sensation gets in your mind ♪ ♪ Not one ambition whisperin' over your shoulder ♪ ♪ Isn't it amazing you can do anything?
♪ ♪ We hung out together every single moment ♪ ♪ 'Cause that's what we thought married people do ♪ ♪ Complete with the grip of artificial chaos ♪ ♪ And believing in the country of me and you ♪ ♪ Crisis of faith and crisis in the Kremlin ♪ ♪ Yeah, we'd heard all this before ♪ ♪ It's wintertime, the house is solitude with options ♪ ♪ And loosening the grip on a fake cold war ♪ ♪ Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish?
♪ ♪ When you don't let no first nation get in your way ♪ ♪ No ambition whisperin' over our shoulder ♪ ♪ Isn't it amazing we can do anything?
♪ ♪ Next to your comrades in the national fitness program ♪ ♪ Caught in some eternal flexed arm hang ♪ ♪ Droppin' to the mat in a fit of laughter ♪ ♪ Showed no patience, tolerance or restraint ♪ ♪ Fireworks exploding in the distance ♪ ♪ Temporary towers soar ♪ ♪ Fireworks emulating heaven ♪ ♪ 'Til there are no stars anymore ♪ ♪ Fireworks aiming straight at heaven ♪ ♪ Temporary towers soar ♪ ♪ 'Til there are no stars shining up in heaven ♪ ♪ 'Til there are no stars anymore ♪ ♪ Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish?
♪ ♪ When we don't let no sensation get in our way ♪ ♪ No ambition whisperin' over your shoulder ♪ ♪ Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish, eh?
♪ ♪ This one thing probably never goes away ♪ ♪ I think this one thing is always supposed to stay ♪ ♪ Yeah, this one thing doesn't have to go away ♪ ♪ No, no, no, no, no, no ♪ ♪ No, no, no, no, no, no ♪ [ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] Thank you.
[ Cheers and applause ] [ Crowd chanting ] [ Cheers and applause ] Thank you very much, folks.
We all appreciate it.
We started here, as you know, and opened up to 13 people.
And our next show, we had 28.
And then the next Kingston show after that, we had six.
This is my favorite gag to do on this trip.
We’ve played here a thousand times, played all the rooms.
Really glad about being here in Kingston.
We could play the university.
And we could play for the bikers.
And our idea was just that everybody’s invited, everybody’s involved, and tried to write that way and tried to think that way.
Um, we went through a period there where we had to work very hard to get the girls to come.
Uh, because the guys were just scrapping and being really weird.
And, uh, somehow we -- We got the girls to come back.
[ Cheers and applause ] And thank you.
Whoever did that, whoever were the cause of that one.
Um, on behalf of the boys and the men and women of our crew, um, thank you for a great tour and a great show.
[ Cheers and applause ] Really enjoyed the hell out of it.
We’re going to go into the back, and we’re going to act like we’ve left, and you’re going to cheer, and we’re going to come out and play.
[ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] See, I probably shouldn’t have said that we go away and wait for applause, and then we come back and play because you didn’t really even have to do anything.
Uh, and I could feel that almost.
A certain... Yeah, like you weren’t doing that.
You weren’t doing it quite like that.
But this is cool.
I think they want another song, Paul.
♪♪ All right.
♪♪ ♪ Bourbon blues on the street, loose and complete ♪ ♪ Under skies, so smokey blue green ♪ ♪ I can't forsake a dixie dead-shake ♪ ♪ So we danced the sidewalks clean ♪ ♪ My memory is muddy, what's this river that I'm in?
♪ ♪ New Orleans is sinking, man, and I don't wanna swim ♪ ♪ Colonel Tom, what's wrong, what's going on?
♪ ♪ Can't tie yourself up for a deal ♪ ♪ He said, "Hey north, you're south, shut you big mouth ♪ ♪ Down here, we do what you feel is real" ♪ ♪ Got no picture postcards, ain't got no souvenirs ♪ ♪ My baby, she don't know me when ♪ ♪ I'm thinking bout those years ♪ ♪ Pale as a light bulb hanging on a wire ♪ ♪ Sucking up to someone just to stoke the fire ♪ ♪ Picking out the highlights of the scenery ♪ ♪ Saw a little cloud that looked a little like me ♪ ♪ I had my hands in the river, my feet back up on the banks ♪ ♪ Looked up to the Lord above and said ♪ ♪ "Hey, Gordie, thanks" ♪ ♪ Sometimes I feel so good, I gotta scream ♪ ♪ She said, "Gordie baby, I know exactly what you mean" ♪ ♪ She said, she said, I swear to God she said ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ My memory is muddy, what's this river that I'm in?
♪ ♪ New Orleans is sinking, and I don't wanna swim ♪ ♪ Swim ♪ ♪ Swim ♪ [ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Well, I think that there's a problem here ♪ ♪ Your voice just don't sound right ♪ ♪ But I left myself on your answering machine ♪ ♪ Said, "I'm back in town tonight" ♪ ♪ I feel I've stepped out of the wilderness ♪ ♪ All squint eyed and confused ♪ ♪ But even babies raised by wolves ♪ ♪ They know exactly when they've been used ♪ ♪ See when it starts ♪ ♪ To fall apart ♪ ♪ Man, it really falls apart ♪ ♪ Like boots or hearts ♪ ♪ When they start ♪ ♪ They really fall apart ♪ ♪ Fingers and toes, fingers and toes ♪ ♪ Forty things we share ♪ ♪ Forty one if you include ♪ ♪ The fact that we don't care ♪ ♪ Now you've blocked off most of Main Street ♪ ♪ For your faith parade ♪ ♪ Yeah, everyone in town now, you probably all agree ♪ ♪ You're lying in a bed I made ♪ ♪ See when it starts ♪ ♪ To fall apart ♪ ♪ Man, it really falls apart ♪ ♪ Like these boots, these hearts ♪ ♪ Oh, when they start ♪ ♪ They really fall apart ♪ ♪ Well, fall apart ♪ ♪ Now you won't even let me talk to you ♪ ♪ We got some air to clear ♪ ♪ We'd probably only agree on one thing anyway ♪ ♪ That's what the hell is happening here?
♪ ♪ Fingers and toes, fingers and toes ♪ ♪ Forty things we share ♪ ♪ Yeah, forty one if you include ♪ ♪ The fact that we don't care ♪ ♪ See when it starts ♪ ♪ To fall apart ♪ ♪ Man, it really falls apart ♪ ♪ Just like in boots, hearts ♪ ♪ When we start ♪ ♪ We really fall apart ♪ ♪ Well, fall apart ♪ [ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ They shot a movie once, some kind of Elvis thing ♪ ♪ Everybody was in it, just to hear me sing ♪ ♪ Out at the speedway, some kind of Elvis thing ♪ ♪ Well, I ain't no movie star ♪ ♪ But I can get behind anything ♪ ♪ Yes, I can get behind anything ♪ ♪ Get it out, get it all out ♪ ♪ Yeah, stretch that thing ♪ ♪ Make it last, make it last ♪ ♪ At least until the supper bell rings ♪ ♪ Well, the taxi driver likes his rhythm ♪ ♪ Never likes the stops ♪ ♪ Throes of passion, throes of passion ♪ ♪ When something just threw us off ♪ ♪ Yeah, sometimes the faster it gets ♪ ♪ The less you need to know ♪ ♪ But you gotta remember ♪ ♪ The smarter it gets ♪ ♪ The further it's gonna go ♪ ♪ When you blow at high dough ♪ ♪ When you blow at high dough ♪ ♪ Baby, I feel fine ♪ ♪ I'm pretty sure it's genuine ♪ ♪ It makes no sense, makes no sense ♪ ♪ I'll take it free anytime ♪ ♪ Whoever fits her usually gets her ♪ ♪ It was the strangest thing how she moved so fast ♪ ♪ Moved so fast ♪ ♪ Out of our wedding ring ♪ ♪ Well, sometimes the faster it gets ♪ ♪ The less we need to know ♪ ♪ But we gotta remember ♪ ♪ The smarter we get ♪ ♪ The further we're gonna go ♪ ♪ When you blow at high dough ♪ ♪ When you blow at high dough ♪ ♪ Out at the speedway, same Elvis thing ♪ ♪ I can't catch her, but I can get behind anything ♪ ♪ Yes, I can get behind anything ♪ ♪ I can get behind anything ♪ ♪ Sometimes the faster it gets ♪ ♪ The less we need to know ♪ ♪ But we gotta remember ♪ ♪ The smarter we gets ♪ ♪ The further we're gonna go ♪ ♪ When you blow at high dough ♪ ♪ When you blow at high dough ♪ ♪ Yeah, blow at high dough ♪ ♪ Blow at high dough ♪ ♪ Out at the speedway ♪ ♪ Same Elvis thing ♪ ♪ Out at that speedway ♪ ♪ Same Elvis thing ♪ Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
[ Cheers and applause ] Thank you to this fine building.
For a gathering of the community.
Thank you to the men and women behind the show helping us put on the show.
[ Cheers and applause ] Thank you to the Prime Minister for coming to our show.
Really means a lot to all of us.
But mostly thank you, everybody.
Thank you very, very much.
And the province of this country.
I meant the -- I was going to say the mayor.
I meant the Prime Minister.
He’s going to be looking good for about at least 12 more years.
I don’t know if they’ll let you go beyond that, but he’ll do it.
We’re in good hands, folks.
Real good hands.
He cares about the people way up north that we were trained our entire lives to ignore.
Trained our entire lives to hear not a word of what’s going on up there, but what’s going on up there ain’t good.
It’s maybe worse than it’s ever been.
So it’s not on the improve, and we’re going to get it fixed.
But we got the guy to do it, to start, to help.
[ Cheers and applause ] Thank you, everybody.
Thanks for listening to that.
Thanks for listening period.
All right?
Have a nice life.
[ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I had this dream where I relished the fray ♪ ♪ And the screaming filled my head all day ♪ ♪ It was as though I'd been spit here ♪ ♪ Settled in, into the pocket ♪ ♪ Of a lighthouse on some rocky socket ♪ ♪ Off the coast of France, dear ♪ ♪ One afternoon, 4,000 men died in the water here ♪ ♪ And 500 more were thrashing madly ♪ ♪ As parasites might in your blood ♪ ♪ Now I was in a lifeboat designed for 10, 10 only ♪ ♪ Anything that systematic would get you hated ♪ ♪ It's not a deal nor a test ♪ ♪ Nor a love of something fated death ♪ ♪ The selection was quick, the crew was picked in order ♪ ♪ And those left in the water ♪ ♪ Got kicked off our pant leg ♪ ♪ And we headed for home ♪ ♪ Then the dream ends when the phone rings ♪ ♪ "You doing all right?"
♪ ♪ She said, "It's out there most days and nights ♪ ♪ But only a fool would complain" ♪ ♪ Anyway, Susan, if you like ♪ ♪ Our conversation is as faint a sound in my memory ♪ ♪ As those fingernails scratching on my hull ♪ [ Vocalizing ] ♪ Scratching on my hull ♪ ♪ Yeah, scratching on my hull ♪ [ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I could make you scared, if you want me to ♪ ♪ I'm not prepared, but if I have to ♪ ♪ I can make you scared ♪ ♪ It's kind of what I do ♪ ♪ If you're prepared, here's what I propose to do ♪ ♪ You're in Russia and more than a million works of art ♪ ♪ Are whisked out to the woods ♪ ♪ So when the Nazis find the whole place dark ♪ ♪ They'll think God's left the museum for good ♪ ♪ I can make you scared, if that's what I do ♪ ♪ If you're prepared, if I have to ♪ ♪ If I make you scared, you pay me to ♪ ♪ That's the deal, now here's what I can do for you ♪ ♪ Now there's a focus group that can prove ♪ ♪ This is all nothing but cold calculation ♪ ♪ Tests have shown that suspicious are hostile ♪ ♪ Their lives need not be shortened ♪ ♪ Truth be told, they can live a long, long while ♪ ♪ Tickled to death by their importance ♪ ♪ If you can make me scared, if that's what you do ♪ ♪ If I'm unclear ♪ ♪ If I can get out of this thing with me and you ♪ ♪ If you feel scared, and a bit confused ♪ ♪ I got to say, this sounds a little beyond ♪ ♪ Anything I'm used to ♪ ♪ Precious few that can prove at the root ♪ ♪ This is all nothing but cold calculation ♪ ♪ Clearly entranced you're leaving back now ♪ ♪ Defanged destroyer limps into the bay ♪ ♪ Down at the beach, it's attracting quite a crowd ♪ ♪ As kids wade through the blood out to it to play ♪ ♪ Okay, you made me scared ♪ ♪ You did what you set out to do ♪ ♪ I'm not prepared ♪ ♪ You really had me going there for a minute or two ♪ ♪ He said, you made me scared, too ♪ ♪ And I wasn't sure I was getting through ♪ ♪ I got to go ♪ ♪ It's been a pleasure doing business with you ♪ [ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ He said, "I'm fabulously rich ♪ ♪ Come on just let's go" ♪ ♪ She kind of bit her lip ♪ ♪ "Jeez, I don't know" ♪ ♪ But I can guarantee ♪ ♪ There'll be no knock on the door ♪ ♪ I'm total pro ♪ ♪ That's what I'm here for ♪ ♪ I come from downtown ♪ ♪ Born ready for you ♪ ♪ Armed with will ♪ ♪ And determination, and grace, too ♪ ♪ The secret rules of engagement ♪ ♪ Are hard to endorse ♪ ♪ When the appearance of conflict ♪ ♪ Meets the appearance of force ♪ ♪ But I can guarantee ♪ ♪ There'll be no knock on the door ♪ ♪ I'm total pro here ♪ ♪ That's what I'm here for ♪ ♪ I come from downtown ♪ ♪ Born ready for you ♪ ♪ Armed with skill and it's frustration ♪ ♪ And grace, too ♪ ♪ Him, here ♪ ♪ Now, ugh!
♪ ♪ Him, here ♪ ♪ Now, ugh!
♪ [ Screams ] [ Screams ] [ Screams ] [ Screams ] [ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] Okay, we're officially into uncharted waters.
We never do third ones.
So let's see what happens.
♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ They don't know how old I am ♪ ♪ They found armor in my belly ♪ ♪ From the sixteenth century ♪ ♪ Conquistador, I think ♪ ♪ They don't know how old I am ♪ ♪ They found armor in my belly ♪ ♪ Passion out of machine revving tension ♪ ♪ Lashing out at machine revving tension ♪ ♪ Rushing by the machine revving tension ♪ ♪ Morning broke out the backside of a truck-stop ♪ ♪ The end of a line a real, rainbow-likening, luck stop ♪ ♪ Where you could say I became chronologically fucked up ♪ ♪ Put ten bucks in just to get the tank topped off ♪ ♪ Then I found a place, it's dark and it's rotted ♪ ♪ It's a cool, sweet kinda place ♪ ♪ Where the coppers won't spot it ♪ ♪ And I destroyed the map, I even thought I forgot it ♪ ♪ However, every day I'm dumping the body ♪ ♪ It'd be better for us if you don't understand ♪ ♪ It'd be better for me if you don't understand ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ And I found a place, it's dark and it's rotted ♪ ♪ It's a cool, sweet kinda place ♪ ♪ Where the coppers won't spot it ♪ ♪ And I destroyed the map that I'd carefully dotted ♪ ♪ However, every day I'm dumping the body ♪ ♪ It'd be better for us if you don't understand ♪ ♪ It'd be better for us if you don't understand ♪ ♪ It'd be better for me if you don't understand ♪ ♪ Let me out ♪ ♪ Let me out ♪ ♪ Let me out ♪ ♪ Let me out ♪ ♪ Let me out ♪ ♪ Let me out ♪ ♪ Let me out ♪ [ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ The beautiful lull ♪ ♪ The dangerous tug ♪ ♪ We get to feel small ♪ ♪ From high up above ♪ ♪ And after a glimpse ♪ ♪ Over the top ♪ ♪ The rest of the world ♪ ♪ Becomes a gift shop ♪ ♪ The pendulum swings ♪ ♪ For the horse like a man ♪ ♪ Out over the rim ♪ ♪ Is ice cream to him ♪ ♪ The beautiful lull ♪ ♪ The dangerous tug ♪ ♪ We get to feel small ♪ ♪ But not out of place at all ♪ ♪ We're forced to bed ♪ ♪ But we're free to dream ♪ ♪ All us human extras ♪ ♪ All us herded beings ♪ ♪ And after a glimpse ♪ ♪ Over the top ♪ ♪ The rest of the world ♪ ♪ Becomes a gift shop ♪ ♪ I don't know what to believe ♪ ♪ Sometimes I even forget ♪ ♪ And if it's a lie ♪ ♪ Terrorists made me say it ♪ ♪ The beautiful lull ♪ ♪ The dangerous tug ♪ ♪ We get to feel small ♪ ♪ From high up above ♪ ♪ From high up above ♪ ♪ From high up above ♪ ♪ From high up above ♪ ♪ From high up above ♪ ♪ From high up above ♪ Good night, Marysville.
Good night, all.
We're gonna give you one more.
And then we're gonna hit the road.
[ Vocalizing ] Whoo, whoo, whoo!
[ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ First we'd climb a tree ♪ ♪ And maybe then we'd talk ♪ ♪ Or sit silently ♪ ♪ And listen to our thoughts ♪ ♪ With illusions of someday ♪ ♪ Cast in a golden light ♪ ♪ No dress rehearsal ♪ ♪ This is our life ♪ ♪ And that's where the hornet stung me ♪ ♪ And I had a feverish dream ♪ ♪ With revenge and doubt ♪ ♪ Tonight, we smoke them out ♪ ♪ You are ahead by a century ♪ ♪ You are ahead by a century ♪ ♪ You are ahead by a century ♪ ♪ Stare in the morning shroud ♪ ♪ And then the day began ♪ ♪ I tilted your cloud ♪ ♪ You tilted my hand ♪ ♪ Rain falls in real time ♪ ♪ And rain fell through the night ♪ ♪ No dress rehearsal, this is our life ♪ ♪ But that's when the hornet stung me ♪ ♪ And I had a serious dream ♪ ♪ With revenge and doubt ♪ ♪ Tonight, we smoked them out ♪ ♪ You are ahead by a century ♪ ♪ You are ahead by a century ♪ ♪ You are ahead by a century ♪ ♪ You are ahead by a century ♪ ♪ You are ahead by a century ♪ ♪ You are ahead by a century ♪ ♪ And disappointing you is gettin' me down ♪ [ Song ends ] [ Cheers and applause ] Thank you.
You're wonderful.
Thank you for that.
[ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] [ Cheers and applause ] ♪ I would say you've been told ♪ ♪ You work me against my friends and you'll get ♪ ♪ Left out in the cold ♪ ♪ It's the same mistake ♪ ♪ It's been a long time running ♪ ♪ It's been a long time coming ♪ ♪ It's been a long, long, long time running ♪ ♪ It's well worth the wait ♪ ♪ It's well worth the wait ♪ ♪ It's well worth the wait ♪ ♪ It's well worth the wait ♪
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