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Classic
02:46
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Solo - Luke Autera
Rap Solo - Josiah Vega
Vocal Percussion - David Norville
Arrangement - Carrie Wade
Originally Performed By - MKTO
Hey! Where's the drum?
Ooh girl you're shining
Like a 5th Avenue diamond
And they don't make you like they used to
You're never going out of style
Ooh pretty baby
This world might have gone crazy
The way you saved me,
Who could blame me
When I just wanna make you smile
I wanna thrill you like Michael
I wanna kiss you like Prince
Let's get it on like Marvin Gaye
Like Hathaway write a song for you like this
You're over my head
I'm out of my mind
Thinking I was born in the wrong time
One of a kind, living in a world gone plastic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you,
Baby you're so classic
Four dozen of roses
Anything for you to notice
All the way to serenade you
Doing it Sinatra style
Ima pick you up in a Cadillac
Like a gentleman bringin' glamor back
Keep it real to real in the way I feel
I could walk you down the aisle
I wanna thrill you like Michael
I wanna kiss you like Prince
Let's get it on like Marvin Gaye
Like Hathaway write a song for you like this
You're over my head
I'm out of my mind
Thinking I was born in the wrong time
Let's start the rewind, everything is so throwback age (I kinda like it like it)
Out of my league
Old school chic
Like a movie star
From the silver screen
One of a kind living in a world gone plastic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you're class and baby you're sick
I never met a girl like you ever til we met
A star in the 40's, centerfold in the 50's
Got me tripping out like the sixties
Hippies Queen of the discotheque
A 70's dream and an 80's best
Hepburn, Beyoncé, Marilyn Manson
Girl you're timeless, just so classic
You're over my head I'm out of my mind
Thinking I was born in the wrong time
Let's start the rewind, everything is so throwback age (I kinda like it like it)
Out of my league
Old school chic
Like a movie star
From the silver screen
You're one of a kind living in a world gone plastic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you're so classic
Songwriters: Evan Bogart / Lindy Robbins / Emanuel Kiriakou / Andrew Goldstein
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2. |
Rather Be
03:27
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Solo - Callie Atkinson
Vocal Percussion - David Norville
Arrangement - Ben Bram
Oh, oh, oh
We're a thousand miles from comfort, we have traveled land and sea
But as long as you are with me, there's no place I'd rather be
I would wait forever, exalted in the scene
As long as I am with you, my heart continues to beat
With every step we take, Kyoto to The Bay
Strolling so casually
We're different and the same, gave you another name
Switch up the batteries
If you gave me a chance I would take it
It's a shot in the dark but I'll make it
Know with all of your heart, you can't shame me
When I am with you, there's no place I'd rather be
N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be
N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be
N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be
Ooh ooh
We staked out on a mission to find our inner peace
Make it everlasting so nothing's incomplete
It's easy being with you, sacred simplicity
As long as we're together, there's no place I'd rather be
With every step we take, Kyoto to The Bay
Strolling so casually
We're different and the same, gave you another name
Switch up the batteries
If you gave me a chance I would take it
It's a shot in the dark but I'll make it
Know with all of your heart, you can't shame me
When I am with you, there's no place I'd rather be
N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be
N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be
N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be
When I am with you, there's no place I'd rather be (Yeah)
Oh, oh
Be be be be be be be be be
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
If you gave me a chance I would take it
It's a shot in the dark but I'll make it
Know with all of your heart, you can't shame me
When I am with you, there's no place I'd rather be
N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be
N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be
N-n-n-no, no, no, no place I'd rather be
When I am with you, there's no place I'd rather be
Songwriters: Nicole Marshall / Jack Patterson / Grace Chatto / Jimmy Napes
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3. |
Stay Gold
03:45
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2015 CARA Winner for Best Scholastic Original Song
2015 CARA Winner for Best High School Song
RARB.org - Picks of 2014 Favorite Track
2015 Voices Only Compilation Selection
2015 CARA Nominee for Best High School Solo
Original song by Gabrielle Macafee
Solo - Gabrielle Macafee
Vocal Percussion - David Norville
Arrangement - Tom Anderson
They see the world in black and white,
They see no sound and they taste no light
They'll try to trade your mind for tall tales and wild lies
Battle scarred but you're not broken
You're full of words, but you're unspoken
It's harder now to be yourself
In this pretty plastic world of painted faces on a shelf
Just promise me you'll stay gold for all your life
Just promised me you'll stay gold.
Take a break from this masquerade
Where the songs that you dance to are empty and stolen
From a stranger's mouth dripping with the lie
That the room isn't spinning, your hear's just in knots
Take a breath so you can start
Hear the beat in the hollow of you heart
Feel it, the thrill of the chase
Impossible worlds have been written on your face
Just promise me you'll stay gold for all your life
Just promised me you'll stay gold.
Take a break from this masquerade
Where the songs that you dance to are empty and stolen
From a stranger's mouth dripping with the lie
That the room isn't spinning, your hear's just in knots
Solders raise your arms, whatcha fighting' for
Drummers make a beat we can dance to
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Writers grit your teeth, fight with paper sword
Artists paint a world we can live in
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Take a break from this masquerade
Where the songs that you dance to are empty and stolen
From a stranger's mouth dripping with the lie
That the room isn't spinning, your hear's just in knots
Stay Gold and take up your heart
Sing it out
Written by Gabrielle Macafee
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4. |
Nonfiction Love Song
03:39
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Solo - Jade Lusk
Arrangement - Ben Bram
Want to write a nonfiction love song
Cause I don't have one yet
I've got almost and maybes
And what happened here baby
But not a love song
But we've got time to kill
All the reasons we should hold back
And I wear you on a
Locket 'round my neck
And I haven't opened it up yet
But I'll look back and laugh I'll bet
And tell you 'bout these days
Like they are stories of old
And I wish my voice would echo
Through galaxies and such
To scratch the surface of
Explaining to you just how much I'm glad
You don't have to try
You don't have to change
Baby you stay just the same
Used to want time to run so quickly
Now crawling is fine
Cause the older I get the more
I see I need every moment
To let my roots grow down deep
So we've got time to kill
All the reasons we should hold back
And I wear you on a
Locket 'round my neck
And I haven't opened it up yet
But I'll look back and laugh I'll bet
And tell you 'bout these days
Like they are stories of old
And I wish my voice would echo
Through galaxies and such
To scratch the surface of
Explaining to you just how much I'm glad
You don't have to try
You don't have to change
Baby you stay just the same
I'll try not to wish you would hurry
I'm learning how not to worry
I don't want to let you down
Could I sing to every week
Make just enough for what we need
And walk together 'round the town
I'll try not to wish you would hurry
I'm learning how not to worry
I don't want to let you down
Could I sing to every week
Make just enough for what we need
And walk together 'round the town
Wish my voice would echo
Through galaxies and such
To scratch the surface of
Explaining to you just how much I'm glad
You don't have to try
You don't have to change
Baby you stay just the same
Written by Jillian Edwards
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Solo - Luke Autera
Vocal Percussion - David Norville
When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer
When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer (summer)
In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer (summer)
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer
All was golden when the day met the night
So he said, "Would it be all right
If we just sat and talked for a little while
If in exchange for your time
I give you this smile?"
So she said, "That's OK
As long as you can make a promise
Not to break my little heart
Or leave me all alone in the summer."
Well he was just hanging around
Then he fell in love
And he didn't know how
But he couldn't get out
Just hanging around
Then he fell in love
In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer (summer)
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer
In the middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
The middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
The middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
In the middle of
Songwriters: Brendon Urie / George Ross / Jonathan Walker / Spencer Smith
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6. |
The Keeper
03:30
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Solo - Peyton Davis & Maddie Taylor
Arrangement - Carrie Wade
Ooooooo Ooooooo [x2]
Leaves on the ground, waiting but there’s no sound
Years go by, layers of love, lust, fire
Ice all around, everything lost and found
(Take me, hold me, save me, keep me safe)
Blankets of dirt, collections of dreams and hurt
(Memories buried lately in this place)
Nobody has to know
I’ll be the warmth when your heart’s growing cold
And you’re on your own
I’ll be the compass that points you to north
I will be your keeper
Ooooooo Ooooooo [x2]
Sand and stone, struggles to claim and own
(Take my burden, I can’t bear the weight)
Wars lost won, promises come undone
(I’ve been fighting, trying not to break)
Nobody has to know
I’ll be the warmth when your heart’s growing cold
And you’re on your own
I’ll be the compass that points you to north
When you’re lost along the road
I’ll be the voice of an old favorite song
Taking you back home
I’ll be the guard at the top of the tower
I will be your keeper
Nobody has to know
Ooooooo Ooooooo [x4]
Written by Kina Grannis and Marie Digby
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7. |
I'm Ready
03:45
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Solo - Allan Faria
Pre-Chorus Solo - Jacob Budreau
Vocal Percussion - David Norville
I'm Ready Sample - Callie Atkinson
Arrangement - Tom Anderson
I'm ready
You're feeling good, you're feeling right
Across the floor, and I'm already losing my mind
Baby girl, looking fine
Watch you playing and playing and playing these guys
Catch my stare, little smile
Tell me that you're ready and you're feeling the vibe
Someday I'll be so damn sublime,
We'll arrive behind a hash-tag sign
I won't forget you, but I may…
Forget your name
My lady
I know what you're thinking
When the bass starts ringing
Can you tell me when you're stoked to start?
Are you ready for tonight,
[Explicit version:] Set this shit on fire
[Clean version:] Setting it on fire
And we'll dance until we're dumb in the dark
My lady
I know what you're thinking
When the bass starts ringing
Can you tell me when you're stoked to start?
Are you ready for tonight,
[Explicit version:] Set this shit on fire
[Clean version:] Setting it on fire
And we'll dance until we're dumb in the dark
Are you ready?
I'm ready
Break me down, dirty jokes
Watch me dear, and say what you wanna know
Beauty lies,within the eyes
Of the beholder, I'll be holding you close all night
I won't forget you, but I may…
Forget your name
My lady
I know what you're thinking
When the bass starts ringing
Can you tell me when you're stoked to start?
Are you ready for tonight,
[Explicit version:] Set this shit on fire
[Clean version:] Setting it on fire
And we'll dance until we're dumb in the dark
My lady
I know what you're thinking
When the bass starts ringing
Can you tell me when you're stoked to start?
Are you ready for tonight,
[Explicit version:] Set this shit on fire
[Clean version:] Setting it on fire
And we'll dance until we're dumb in the dark
Are you ready?
I'm ready
Break me down, I'm ready, break me down
Break me down, I'm ready, break me down
Break me down, I'm ready, break me down
Break me down, I'm ready, break me down
I won't forget you, but I may…
Forget your name
I'm ready
Break me down, I'm ready, break me down
Break me down, I'm ready, break me down
Are you ready?
Written by Adam Met, Jack Met & Ryan Met
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The Giving Tree
02:53
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Solo - Maddie Taylor
Vocal Percussion - David Norville
Arrangement - Troy Dolendo
Originally Performed by - The Plain White T's
All the leaves on the giving tree have fallen
No shade to crawl in underneath
I got scars from a pocket knife
Where you carved your heart into me
If all you wanted was love
Why would you use me up
Cut me down, build a boat, and sail away
When all I wanted to be was your giving tree
Settle down, build a home, and make you happy?
I lie in the dead of night and I wonder
Whose covers you're between
And it's sad laying in his bed
You feel hollow, so you crawl home back to me
If all you wanted was love
Why would you use me up
Cut me down, build a boat, and sail away
When all I wanted to be was your giving tree
Settle down, build a home, and make you happy?
Well, I see a trail that starts
A line of broken hearts behind you
That lead you back to me
The once sad and lonely fool
With nothing left but roots to show, oh
If all you wanted was love
Why would you use me up
Cut me down, build a boat, and sail away
When all I wanted to be was your giving tree
Settle down, build a home, and make you happy?
Settle down, build a home, and make you happy?
Written by Timothy Lopez and Michael Daly
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9. |
Maybe Tonight
03:32
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Solo - Madison Slamka
Solo - Allan Faria
Vocal Percussion - David Norville
Arrangement - Tom Anderson
Originally Performed by - The Summer Set
It's almost midnight, feeling alright.
Raise your glass when times are tough.
We ain't got much, but we still got us.
We're alive and that's enough.
There's something in the air.
So maybe tonight we'll start all over.
Like its the first day of our lives.
Right here an now, no second chances.
Maybe we'll finally get it right.
Maybe tonight. maybe tonight.
Take this moment. ours to own it.
All our friends ride by your side.
Maybe someday we'll be somebody.
Maybe someday starts tonight.
There's something in the air.
So maybe tonight we'll start all over.
Like its the first day of our lives.
Right here and now, no second chances.
Maybe we'll finally get it right.
Maybe tonight. maybe tonight.
Maybe tonight. maybe tonight.
Na na. na na na na. na na na na, na na na. na na.
If you need somebody.
Na na na na.
I'll never let you go.
Na na na na.
And it feels so right.
Na na na.
So maybe tonight we'll start all over.
Like it's the first day of our lives.
Right here and now, second chances.
Maybe we'll finally get it right.
Maybe tonight. maybe tonight.
Maybe tonight. maybe tonight.
It's almost midnight. feeling alright.
Raise your glass when times are tough.
Written by - Alexei Misoul, Brian Dales, Jessica Bowen, John Gomez, Stephen Gomez, Keith Follese, Dan Book & Joshua Montgomery
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10. |
6'2"
03:07
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Solo - Peyton Davis
Solo "Merry Me" - Josiah Vega
Vocal Percussion - David Norville
Arrangement - Gary Stroh
Originally Performed by - Marie Miller
Lord I've been prayin'
For somebody I've never seen
And I don't care what he looks like
As long as he loves me
No I'm not particular
But could he have blue eyes
Just like the sky
And blonde hair
Wavy and light
And 6 foot 2 is my favorite height
But lord I don't care what he looks like
I've been gettin' so lonesome
Waiting for him to come around
But if you're teaching me patience
I'm willing to wait this one out
I'll be patient
But could we meet by
The first of July
So he'll hold my hand
As they light up the sky
And marry me on an April night
But lord take your sweet, sweet time
Whatever you want
Is whatever I want
I'm not particular
So if he has green eyes
That would be fine
Or brown hair
That's quite alright
Now 6 foot 2 is my favorite height
But lord I don't care
And could we meet by
The first of July
So he'll hold my hand
As they light up the sky
And marry me oh marry me
Marry me on an April night
But lord take your sweet, sweet time
And lord I don't care what he looks like.
Written by Marie Miller
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Kinks Shirt
02:54
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Solo - Josiah Vega
Vocal Percussion - David Norville
Arrangement - Carrie Wade
Originally Performed by - Matt Nathanson
Rent love, run in circles
Sweet fiction silhouette
Meet me at 9th and Irving
Let's do things we can both regret
It's all there in your chipped red fingernails
It's all there in the twist of your pigtails
It's the way she walks
The way she talks
Can't stop thinking
About the girl in the kinks shirt
Take me home, San Francisco
Can't stop thinking about the girl in the kinks shirt
You and my imagination
You and my imagination
You and my imagination
Can't stop thinking about the girl in the kinks shirt
Sidewalk mariachis
I see you in your party dress
Played out Sid and Nancy
Bring on the apocalypse
Don't need no songs playing on the radio
Get my truth from your thrift store halo
It's the way she walks
The way she talks
Can't stop thinking
About the girl in the kinks shirt
Take me home, San Francisco
Can't stop thinking about the girl in the kinks shirt
You and my imagination
You and my imagination
You and my imagination
Can't stop thinking about the girl in the kinks shirt
Getting what you want can break your heart
Getting what you want can break your heart
Getting what you want is gonna break you
is gonna break you, is gonna break your heart
It's the way she walks
The way she talks
Can't stop thinking
About the girl in the kinks shirt
Take me home, San Francisco
Can't stop thinking about the girl in the kinks shirt
You and my imagination
You and my imagination
You and my imagination
Can't stop thinking about the girl in the kinks shirt (Oh)
Can't stop thinking about the girl in the kinks shirt (Oh)
Can't stop thinking about the girl in the kinks shirt
Written by Matt Nathanson, Jacob Scott Sinclair, Mike Viola, Amir Jerome Salem
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The A Cappella Group Fort Myers, Florida
The A Cappella Group is a mixed group from Cypress Lake Center for the Arts. The group, which was founded in 2003, is recognized as one of the elite groups in the nation. Overall, their albums have received 10 CARA awards and 45 CARA nominations, holding the record for most nominations for any high school group. They have earned an appearance at the ICHSA Finals in New York City three times. ... more
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