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	Crystal Ball I used to like to walk the straight and narrow line I used to think that everything was fine Sometimes I'd like to sit and gaze for days through sleepless dreams All alone and trapped in time All alone and trapped in time I wonder what tomorrow has in mind for me Or am I even in it's mind at all Perhaps I'll get a chance to look ahead and see Soon as I find myself a crystal ball Soon as I find myself a crystal ball Tell me, tell me where I'm going I don't know where I've been Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me And then tell me again My heart is breaking, my body's aching And I don't know where to go Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me I've just got to know Crystal ball There's so many things I need to know Crystal ball There's so many things I've got to know Crystal ball Won't you tell me, please, before I go? Tell me, tell me where I'm going I don't know where I've been Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me And then tell me again My heart is breaking, my body's aching And I don't know where to go Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me I've just got to know Crystal ball There's so many things I need to know Crystal ball There's so many things I've got to know Crystal ball Won't you tell me, please, before I go?


	Suite Madame Blue Time after time I sit and I wait for your call I know I'm a fool but why can I say Whatever the price I'll pay for you, Madame Blue Once long ago, a word from your lips and the world turned around But somehow you've changed, you're so far away I long for the past and dream of the days with you, Madame Blue Suite Madame Blue, gaze in your looking glass You're not a child anymore Suite Madame Blue, the future is all but past Dressed in your jewels, you made your own rules You conquered the world and more ..............heaven's door America....America...America..America.. America....America...America..America.. America....America...America..America.. Red white and blue, gaze in your looking glass You're not a child anymore Red, white, and blue, the future is all but past So lift up your heart, make a new start And lead us away from here Interpretation: Suite Madame Blue is about the decline of America told using the analogy of a woman. It was written as a wake up call in 1975 as the American Bicentennial approached. Note the line "You conquered the world and more...heaven's door" referring to America's accomplishment of landing a man on the moon in 1969. The theme of this song was revived in 1980 as the basis of the concept behind the Paradise Theatre album.
	Miss America You were the apple of the public's eye as you cut the ribbon at the local mall A mirage for both you and us. How can it be real? We love your body in that photograph, your home state sure must be proud The queen of the United States, or have you lost your crown Well aren't you Miss America Don't you Miss America Won't you Miss America Our love Well are you really who we think you are Or does that smile seem to wear you down This girl who you once were is screaming jump out This dream that you must live - a disease for which there is no cure This roller coaster ride you're on won't stop to let you off Well aren't you Miss America Don't you Miss America Won't you Miss America Our love Miss America, Miss America Miss America, Miss America Well it's true just take a look - The cover sometimes makes the book And the judges, do they ever ask to read between your lines And in your cage at the human zoo, they all stop to look at you Next year, what will you do when you have been forgotten Well aren't you Miss America Don't you Miss America Won't you Miss America Our love Interpretation: All the glitz and glamor of the Miss America pageant is a fantasy that overshadows the women who participate. The reality is not as pretty and can actually be quite ugly, likening "the dream" to "a disease". When her reign ends after a year, the spotlight moves to a new Miss America, leaving the former Miss America with little or nothing to show for her trouble, forgotten.
	Mr. Roboto Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, Mata ah-oo hima de Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, Himitsu wo shiri tai You're wondering who I am-machine or mannequin With parts made in Japan, I am the modren man I've got a secret I've been hiding under my skin My heart is human, my blood is boiling, my brain I.B.M. So if you see me acting strangely, don't be surprised I'm just a man who needed someone, and somewhere to hide To keep me alive-just keep me alive Somewhere to hide to keep me alive I'm not a robot without emotions-I'm not what you see I've come to help you with your problems, so we can be free I'm not a hero, I'm not a saviour, forget what you know I'm just a man whose circumstances went beyond his control Beyond my control-we all need control I need control-we all need control I am the modren man, who hides behind a mask So no one else can see my true identity Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo...domo Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo...domo Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo...domo Thank you very much, Mr. Roboto For doing the jobs that nobody wants to And thank you very much, Mr. Roboto For helping me escape just when I needed to Thank you-thank you, thank you I want to thank you, please, thank you The problem's plain to see: too much technology Machines to save our lives. Machines dehumanize. The time has come at last To throw away this mask So everyone can see My true identity... I'm Kilroy! Kilroy! Kilroy! Kilroy! Interpretation: Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto New technology in industry is putting blue-collar workers out of work. The album Kilroy was here, by the group Styx tells a fictitious story about a world famous rock star named Kilroy. The story is set in the near future, and each song tells a different part of that story and social meaning. The story briefly goes like this: Dr. Everett Righteous, the founder and leader of a group called MMM (Majority for Musical Morality), has his own television channel and preaches about the immorality of rock music. At one of Kilroys concerts the MMM storms the stage, captures Kilroy, and sends him to jail with other captured rock and roll stars. Also in this time, Robotos (robots) have taken over the meaningless jobs once done by humans, like factory labor, and work in jails. In Kilroys jail the MMM forced mind controlling propaganda at the rock and roll inmates all day. Meanwhile the leader of the rock and roll resistance, Jonathan, jams the signal and replaced it with an outlawed tape of one of Kilroys concerts. Kilroys hope is reborn and he escapes inside one of the security guard robotos. After his escape he leaves the roboto mask on while he searches out Jonathan. When he meets up with Jonathan he can finally escape from his mask. This songs literal meaning depicts his escape from jail, but the true meaning of this song is hidden in the words and expresses Dennis DeYoungs (the lead vocalist and writer) thoughts about the average blue-collar worker. He first educates the listeners about the workers in their meaningless lives. He sings of how the workers are human on the inside, but on the outside, treated sub-human, as if they only exist for the companys profit. My heart is human, my blood is boiling, my brain I.B.M Im not a robot without emotions-Im not what you see This is a metaphor about how being forced into working in dulldrum factory jobs is dehumanizing. He explains the futility of the workers efforts to get out of this type of work. Im just a man whose circumstances went beyond his control Beyond my control-we all need control I need control- we all need control There is no way for these workers to escape their jobs, except through the use of robotos to do take their place. He starts thanking the robots for taking their jobs in the third verse. This might seem contradictory to his entire ideal that robots are bad, but he is merely being facetious and sarcastic. The entire third verse is devoted to thanking the robotos for taking their jobs so they dont have to suffer any more. The irony is explained in the part after the thanking when he states: The problem's plain to see: too much technology Machines to save our lives. Machines dehumanize. He sympathizes with the workers because machines are taking the place of human jobs. This can be good or bad. Good in the sense that now peoples intelligence doesnt have to be insulted anymore, but bad because people are losing their jobs. But what if the recently fired worker does not have the education to go out and find another job? In short, they are screwed. Mr. Roboto is a song that addresses the issue of class, specifically the lower working class. In a world that technology is advancing so rapidly that robots and other automated machines take over human jobs, its too easy to overlook how this can affect people on the personal level. In fact the end of this song explains the workers getting fed up. They throw away the mask, so everyone can see who they really are, human beings with feelings. Mr. Roboto explains what it feels like to lose your job to a machine.