Surrender
- Allan Campbell (2006)You are listening to the song Surrender by Allan Campbell, writer by Andrew Lloyd Webber in album Sunset Boulevard: American Premiere Recording [Remastered] CD1. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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- Every Movie's A Circus (Reprise) - Judy Kuhn
- Car Chase - The Orchestra
- Surrender - Allan Campbell
- Overture "I Guess It Was 5 A.M" - Allan Campbell
- Every Movie's A Circus - Allan Campbell
- At The House On Sunset - Alan Campbell
- With One Look - Glenn Close
- Salome - Allan Campbell
- The Greatest Star Of All - Allan Campbell
- Girl Meets Boy - Allan Campbell
- This Time Next Year - Allan Campbell
- Back At The House On Sunset - Allan Campbell
- New Ways To Dream - Allan Campbell
- Completion Of The Script - Allan Campbell
- The Lady's Paying - Allan Campbell
- New Year's Eve - Allan Campbell
- The Perfect Year - Allan Campbell
- New Year's Eve (Back At The House On Sunset) - Alan Campbell
Lyrics
[Norma]
No more wars to fight
White flags fly tonight
You are out of danger now
Battlefield is still
Wild poppies on the hill
Peace can only come when you surrender
Here the tracers fly
Lighting up the sky
But i'll fight on to the end
Let them send their armies
I will never bend
I won't see you now 'til i surrender
I'll see you again when i surrender
Now don't you give me a fancy price just because i'm rich.
[Joe]
Look, lady, you've got the wrong man.
I had some trouble with my car, i just pulled into your driveway.
[Norma]
Get out.
[Joe]
O.k. And i'm sorry you lost your friend.
[Norma]
Get out of here.
[Joe]
Haven't i seen you somewhere before?
[Norma]
Or shall i call my servant?
[Joe]
Aren't you [Norma] desmond? You used to be in pictures.
You used to be big.
[Norma]
I am big. It's the pictures that got small.
Once upon a time
Not long ago
The head of any studio
Knew how and when to play his aces
Now they put some
Talentless unknown
Beneath their sacred microphone
We didn't need words
We had faces
Yes, they took all the idols and smashed them
The fairbanks, the gilberts, the valentinos
They trampled on what was divine
They threw away the gold of silence
When all they needed was this face of mine
[Joe]
Hey! Don't blame me, i'm just a writer.
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