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(audience cheering and applauding) ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ♪ ("Synchronicity II" by Sting) ♪ STING: Allez Paris!

♪ ♪ Yo-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Yo-oh-oh ♪ ♪ ♪ Another suburban family morning ♪ ♪ Grandmother screaming at the wall ♪ ♪ We have to shout above ♪ ♪ The din of our Rice Crispies ♪ ♪ We can't hear anything at all ♪ ♪ Mother chants her litany ♪ ♪ Of boredom and frustration ♪ ♪ We know all her suicides are fake ♪ ♪ Daddy only stares into the distance ♪ ♪ There's only so much more that he can take ♪ ♪ Many miles away ♪ ♪ Something crawls from the slime ♪ ♪ At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake ♪ ♪ Another industrial ugly morning ♪ ♪ The factory belches filth into the sky ♪ ♪ He walks unhindered through ♪ ♪ The picket lines today ♪ ♪ He doesn't think to wonder why ♪ ♪ The secretaries pout and preen ♪ ♪ Like cheap tarts in a red light street ♪ ♪ But all he ever thinks to do is watch ♪ ♪ And every single meeting ♪ ♪ With his so- called superior ♪ ♪ Is a humiliating kick in the crotch, woo ♪ ♪ ♪ Many miles away ♪ ♪ Something crawls to the surface ♪ ♪ Of a dark Scottish loch ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ ♪ Yo-oh-oh ♪ (Sting speaking French) ♪ Yo-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Yo-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Yo-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Another working day has ended ♪ ♪ Only the rush hour hell to face ♪ ♪ Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes ♪ ♪ Contestants in a suicidal race ♪ ♪ Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone ♪ ♪ Into the distance ♪ ♪ He knows that something somewhere has to break ♪ ♪ He sees the family home ♪ ♪ Now looming in his headlights ♪ ♪ The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache ♪ ♪ Well, sir ♪ ♪ Many miles away ♪ ♪ There's a shadow on the door ♪ ♪ Of a cottage on the shore ♪ ♪ Of a dark ♪ ♪ Scottish lake ♪ ♪ Many miles away ♪ ♪ Many miles away ♪ ♪ Many miles away ♪ ♪ Many miles away ♪ ♪ Many miles away ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ("Spirits in the Material World" by Sting) ♪ ♪ There is no political solution ♪ ♪ To our troubled evolution ♪ ♪ Have no faith in constitution ♪ ♪ There is no bloody revolution ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ Our so-called leaders speak ♪ ♪ With words they try to jail you ♪ ♪ They subjugate the meek ♪ ♪ But it's the rhetoric of failure ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ ♪ Where does the answer lie ♪ ♪ Living from day to day ♪ ♪ If it's something we can't buy ♪ ♪ There must be another way ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits in the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ We are spirits ♪ ♪ In the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits ♪ ♪ In the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits ♪ ♪ In the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits ♪ ♪ In the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits ♪ ♪ In the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits ♪ ♪ In the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits ♪ ♪ In the material world ♪ ♪ We are spirits ♪ ♪ In the material ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ("Englishman in New York" by Sting) ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ ♪ I don't drink coffee, I take tea, my dear ♪ ♪ I like my toast done on one side ♪ ♪ And you can hear it in my accent when I talk ♪ ♪ I'm an Englishman in New York ♪ ♪ See me walking down Fifth Avenue ♪ ♪ A walking cane here at my side ♪ ♪ I take it everywhere I walk ♪ ♪ I'm an Englishman in New York ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien ♪ ♪ I'm an Englishman in New York ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien ♪ ♪ I'm an Englishman in New York ♪ ♪ If manners maketh man, as someone said ♪ ♪ He's the hero of the day ♪ ♪ It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile ♪ ♪ Be yourself no matter what they say ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien ♪ ♪ I'm an Englishman in New York ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien ♪ ♪ I'm an Englishman in New York ♪ ♪ Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety ♪ ♪ You could end up as the only one ♪ ♪ Gentleness, sobriety ♪ ♪ Are rare in this society ♪ ♪ At night a candle's brighter than the sun ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Takes more than combat gear to make a man ♪ ♪ Takes more than a license for a gun ♪ ♪ Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can ♪ ♪ A gentleman will walk but never run ♪ ♪ If manners maketh man, as someone said ♪ ♪ He's the hero of the day ♪ ♪ It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile ♪ ♪ Be yourself no matter what they say ♪ ♪ Be yourself no matter what they say ♪ ♪ Be yourself ♪ ♪ No matter what they say ♪ ♪ No matter what they say ♪ ♪ Be yourself ♪ ♪ No matter what they say ♪ ♪ No matter what they say ♪ ♪ Be yourself ♪ ♪ No matter what they say ♪ ♪ No matter what they say ♪ ♪ Be yourself ♪ ♪ No matter what they say ♪ ♪ No matter what they say ♪ ♪ Be yourself no matter what they say ♪ ♪ Be yourself no matter what they say ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien ♪ ♪ I'm an Englishman in New York ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien ♪ ♪ I'm an Englishman in New York ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Whoa-oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ I'm an Englishman in New York ♪ (audience cheering) ("I Can't Stop Thinking About You" by Sting) ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ ♪ White page, an empty field of snow ♪ ♪ My room is 25 below ♪ ♪ This cold pen chasing ghosts ♪ ♪ A road lies underneath the buried posts ♪ ♪ Dogs search the under forest ♪ ♪ We scour the empty streets ♪ ♪ The fact remains until we find you ♪ ♪ Our lives are incomplete ♪ ♪ Do I hear laughter ♪ ♪ Through a veil of snow and ice ♪ ♪ Where could you be on such ♪ ♪ A lonely winter's night ♪ ♪ I can't stop thinking about you ♪ ♪ I can't stop wanting you this way ♪ ♪ I can't face living without you ♪ ♪ That's why I'm searching night and day ♪ ♪ This heart's a lonely hunter ♪ ♪ These hands are frozen fists ♪ ♪ I can't stop thinking about you ♪ ♪ I don't care if you exist ♪ ♪ Do I hear laughter ♪ ♪ From behind this veil of midnight ♪ ♪ What are you hiding in ♪ ♪ The frozen heart of winter ♪ ♪ Somewhere a church bell tolls ♪ ♪ I know you're close, your scent's still warm ♪ ♪ And then the trail turns cold, cold, cold ♪ ♪ I can't stop thinking about you ♪ ♪ I can't stop wanting you this way ♪ ♪ I can't face living without you ♪ ♪ That's why I'm searching night and day ♪ ♪ This heart's a lonely hunter ♪ ♪ These hands are frozen fists ♪ ♪ I can't stop thinking about you ♪ ♪ I don't care if you exist ♪ ♪ Do I hear laughter in the silence of the snow ♪ ♪ I know you're hiding in ♪ ♪ The frozen heart of winter ♪ ♪ A midnight church bell tolls ♪ ♪ I know you're close, your scent's still warm ♪ ♪ And then the trail turns cold, cold, cold ♪ ♪ I can't stop thinking about you ♪ ♪ I can't stop wanting you this way ♪ ♪ I can't face living without you ♪ ♪ That's why I'm searching night and day ♪ ♪ This heart's a lonely hunter ♪ ♪ These hands are frozen fists ♪ ♪ I can't stop thinking about you ♪ ♪ I don't care if you exist ♪ ♪ I can't stop thinking about you ♪ ♪ I can't stop wanting you this way ♪ ♪ I can't face living without you ♪ ♪ I can't stop wanting you, whoa ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) (Sting speaking French) (audience cheering and applauding) (Sting speaking French) (audience whistling) (Sting speaking French) (audience cheering) (Sting speaking French) Jacques Brel, Édith Piaf, Yves Montand, Charles Aznavour, Plastic Bertrand.

(audience laughing) (Sting speaking French) A la guitare monsieur Dominic Miller (audience cheering and applauding) Ton fils, Rufus Miller.

(audience cheering and applauding) Batterie monsieur Josh Freeze.

(audience cheering and applauding) Mon fils Joe Sumner.

(audience cheering and applauding) The Last Bandoleros.

(audience cheering and applauding) Et moi.

(audience cheering and applauding) No, no, no.

No, rien, rien.

(audience cheering and applauding) Cette chanson est One Fine Day.

Yeah.

("One Fine Day" by Sting) ♪ ♪ Optimists say ♪ ♪ The future's just a place we've never been ♪ ♪ Histories say ♪ ♪ We're doomed to make the same mistakes ♪ ♪ Between my two I can't decide ♪ ♪ Really I must choose a side ♪ ♪ I guess I'll wake up smarter one fine day ♪ ♪ Apologists say ♪ ♪ The weather's just a cycle we can't change ♪ ♪ Scientists say ♪ ♪ We've pushed those cycles way beyond ♪ ♪ Dear leader, please do something quick ♪ ♪ Time is up, the planet's sick ♪ ♪ Hey, we'll all be grateful one fine day ♪ ♪ Today a North West Passage just got found ♪ ♪ Three penguins and a bear got drowned ♪ ♪ The ice they lived on disappeared ♪ ♪ Seems things are worse than some had feared ♪ ♪ It's progress of a kind ♪ ♪ Who knows what else we're going to find ♪ ♪ I guess we'll wake up smarter one fine day ♪ ♪ Oh, oh ♪ ♪ One fine day ♪ ♪ ♪ Today it's raining dogs and cats ♪ ♪ Rabbits jumping out of hats ♪ ♪ And now what's got us all agog ♪ ♪ Tomorrow it's a plague of frogs ♪ ♪ We must do something quick or die ♪ ♪ When snakes can talk and pigs will fly ♪ ♪ And we'll all be so much wiser ♪ ♪ One fine day ♪ ♪ One fine day ♪ ♪ One fine day ♪ ♪ Whoa, yeah ♪ ♪ One fine day ♪ ♪ ♪ One fine day ♪ ♪ ♪ One fine day ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ("She's Too Good for Me" by Sting) ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ She don't want to hear me sing ♪ ♪ She don't want no diamond ring ♪ ♪ She don't want to drive my car ♪ ♪ She won't let me go that far ♪ ♪ She don't like the way I look ♪ ♪ She don't like the things I cook ♪ ♪ She don't like the way I play ♪ ♪ She don't like the things I say ♪ ♪ But oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ The games we play ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She don't like the jokes I make ♪ ♪ She don't like the drugs I take ♪ ♪ She don't like the friends I got ♪ ♪ She don't like my friends a lot ♪ ♪ She don't like the clothes I wear ♪ ♪ She don't like the way I swear ♪ ♪ She don't like the tales I tell ♪ ♪ She don't like the way I smell ♪ ♪ But oh, oh ♪ ♪ Oh, oh ♪ ♪ The games we play ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ I say ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Oh, oh ♪ ♪ Oh, oh ♪ ♪ The games we play ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ Would she prefer it if I ♪ ♪ Washed myself more often than I do ♪ ♪ Would she prefer it if I ♪ ♪ Took her to an opera or two ♪ ♪ I could distort myself to be the perfect man ♪ ♪ She might prefer me as I am ♪ ♪ She don't want to meet my folks ♪ ♪ She don't want to hear my jokes ♪ ♪ She don't want to fix my tie ♪ ♪ She don't even want to try ♪ ♪ She don't like the books I read ♪ ♪ She don't like the way I feed ♪ ♪ She don't want to save my life ♪ ♪ She don't want to be my wife ♪ ♪ But oh, oh ♪ ♪ The games we play ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa ♪ ♪ The games we play ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ She's too good for me ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ("I Hung My Head" by Sting) ♪ ♪ ♪ Early one morning ♪ ♪ With time to kill ♪ ♪ I borrowed Jeb's rifle and sat on the hill ♪ ♪ I saw a lone rider ♪ ♪ Crossing the plain ♪ ♪ I drew a bead on him ♪ ♪ To practice my aim ♪ ♪ My brother's rifle went off in my hand ♪ ♪ A shot rang out ♪ ♪ Across the land ♪ ♪ The horse, he kept running ♪ ♪ The rider was dead ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ I set off running ♪ ♪ To wake from this dream ♪ ♪ My brother's rifle ♪ ♪ Went into the stream ♪ ♪ I kept on running ♪ ♪ Into the salt lands ♪ ♪ And that's where they found me ♪ ♪ My head in my hands ♪ ♪ The sheriff he asked me ♪ ♪ Just why had I run ♪ ♪ Then it came to me ♪ ♪ Just what I had done ♪ ♪ And all for no reason ♪ ♪ Just one piece of lead ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Now here in the courthouse ♪ ♪ The whole town is there ♪ ♪ I see the judge ♪ ♪ High up in his chair ♪ ♪ Explain to the courtroom ♪ ♪ What went through your mind ♪ ♪ And we'll ask the jury what verdict they find ♪ ♪ I said, I felt the power ♪ ♪ Of death over life ♪ ♪ I orphaned his children ♪ ♪ I widowed his wife ♪ ♪ I pray their forgiveness ♪ ♪ I wish I was dead ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Now, early one morning with time to kill ♪ ♪ I see the gallows up on the hill ♪ ♪ And out in the distance ♪ ♪ A trick of the brain ♪ ♪ I see a lone rider ♪ ♪ Crossing the plain ♪ ♪ He's come to fetch me to see what they've done ♪ ♪ And we'll ride together 'til kingdom come ♪ ♪ I pray for God's mercy ♪ ♪ For soon I'll be dead ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Oh, I hung my head ♪ ♪ Whoa ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ("Fields of Gold" by Sting) ♪ ♪ You'll remember me when the west wind moves ♪ ♪ Upon the fields of barley ♪ ♪ You'll forget the Sun in his jealous sky ♪ ♪ As we walk in fields of gold ♪ ♪ ♪ So she took her love ♪ ♪ For to gaze awhile ♪ ♪ Upon the fields of barley ♪ ♪ In his arms she fell as her hair came down ♪ ♪ Among the fields of gold ♪ ♪ Will you stay with me, will you be my love ♪ ♪ Among the fields of barley ♪ ♪ We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky ♪ ♪ As we lie in fields of gold ♪ ♪ ♪ See the west wind move like a lover so ♪ ♪ Upon the fields of barley ♪ ♪ Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth ♪ ♪ Among the fields of gold ♪ ♪ I never made promises lightly ♪ ♪ And there have been some that I've broken ♪ ♪ But I swear in the days still left ♪ ♪ We'll walk in fields of gold ♪ ♪ You'll walk in fields of gold ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Many years have passed since those summer days ♪ ♪ Among the fields of barley ♪ ♪ See the children run as the sun goes down ♪ ♪ Among the fields of gold ♪ ♪ You'll remember me when the west wind moves ♪ ♪ Upon the fields of barley ♪ ♪ You can tell the sun in his jealous sky ♪ ♪ When we walked in fields of gold ♪ ♪ When we walked in fields of gold ♪ ♪ When we walked in fields of gold ♪ ♪ Oh, yes ♪ ♪ ♪ Ah oooh ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ("Petrol Head" by Sting) ♪ ♪ Lay down and rest your head ♪ ♪ Stretch your body across my bed ♪ ♪ Close your eyes, I'll take you there ♪ ♪ That open highway's waiting where ♪ ♪ You'll know me just like I know you ♪ ♪ Where every gospel word is true ♪ ♪ I'll drive this car, I'll be your guide ♪ ♪ Just fasten your seat belt, let's go for a ride ♪ ♪ I'll take you someplace that ♪ ♪ You've never been before ♪ ♪ A place you might have only ♪ ♪ Dreamt about what's more ♪ ♪ Just one road in and one road out ♪ ♪ I know this country inside out ♪ ♪ I speak in tongues, in tongues of fire ♪ ♪ With 16 wheels for my desire ♪ ♪ 300 horse in my V8 ♪ ♪ Close to one hundred MPH ♪ ♪ And all the meters up in the red ♪ ♪ Now don't you worry your pretty little petrol head ♪ ♪ I'll take you someplace that ♪ ♪ You've never been before ♪ ♪ A place you might have only ♪ ♪ Dreamt about what's more ♪ ♪ Like Moses driving to his promised land ♪ ♪ Left turn at the burning bush ♪ ♪ A stick shift in my hand ♪ ♪ Bring me my bow of burning gold ♪ ♪ ♪ Bring me my arrows of desire ♪ ♪ ♪ Bring me my spear, oh clouds unfold ♪ ♪ ♪ Bring me my chariot of fire ♪ ♪ ♪ I fought my way from Hell to this, now ♪ ♪ I drove my truck through a hail of fists ♪ ♪ Ain't never killed no innocent man ♪ ♪ Kept the engine running so I just ran ♪ ♪ I've been wounded, I've been shot ♪ ♪ And this is all the thanks I got ♪ ♪ A busted arm, a busted lip ♪ ♪ Let's climb aboard the mothership ♪ ♪ I'll take you someplace that ♪ ♪ You've never been before ♪ ♪ A place you might have only ♪ ♪ Dreamt about what's more ♪ ♪ Like Moses driving to his promised land ♪ ♪ Left turn at the burning bush ♪ ♪ A stick shift, two stone tablets ♪ ♪ God's commandments in my hands ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ 300 horse in my V8 ♪ ♪ Close to one hundred MPH ♪ ♪ And all the meters up in the red ♪ ♪ Now don't you worry your ♪ ♪ Don't you worry your ♪ ♪ Don't you worry your pretty little petrol head ♪ ♪ ♪ Pretty little petrol head ♪ ♪ ♪ Pretty little petrol head ♪ ♪ ♪ Pretty little petrol head ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ("Down, Down, Down" by Sting) ♪ ♪ Strange ♪ ♪ When ♪ ♪ You ♪ ♪ Leave me ♪ ♪ Rain ♪ ♪ Comes ♪ ♪ Down, down, down ♪ ♪ When ♪ ♪ You ♪ ♪ Withdraw from me ♪ ♪ Towers come tumbling ♪ ♪ Down, down, down ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound that I've been waiting for ♪ ♪ ♪ The sound that tells me ♪ ♪ When you're walking out my door ♪ ♪ Rob ♪ ♪ Me ♪ ♪ Blind ♪ ♪ Defenseless my heart ♪ ♪ Sinks ♪ ♪ Down, down, down ♪ ♪ I ♪ ♪ Can't ♪ ♪ Wave ♪ ♪ I'm drowning ♪ ♪ And sinking fast ♪ ♪ Down, down, down, down ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound ♪ ♪ I've been expecting all these years ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound ♪ ♪ Of everything I've ever feared ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound the floors below me disappear ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound ♪ ♪ I force my fingers in my ears ♪ ♪ I'm drinking from this bitter cup ♪ ♪ The only place that's left is up ♪ ♪ I could not fall no further than this ♪ ♪ Down, down, down, down ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound ♪ ♪ Of someone crying in the rain ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound ♪ ♪ Of someone pouring out their pain ♪ ♪ All lines of communication ♪ ♪ Down, down, down, down ♪ ♪ My forces in retreat ♪ ♪ Running from this battleground ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound I've never heard before ♪ ♪ The sound that tells me ♪ ♪ When you're walking out my door ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound ♪ ♪ Of someone calling out for aid ♪ ♪ Here comes the sound of someone falling ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) (Sting speaking French) (audience cheering and applauding) (Sting speaking French) (audience shouting) (Sting speaking French) ♪ ("Shape of My Heart" by Sting) ♪ ♪ ♪ He deals the cards as a meditation ♪ ♪ And those he plays never suspect ♪ ♪ He doesn't play for the money he wins ♪ ♪ He don't play for respect ♪ ♪ He deals the cards to find the answer ♪ ♪ The sacred geometry of chance ♪ ♪ The hidden laws of a probable outcome ♪ ♪ While the numbers lead a dance ♪ ♪ I know that the spades ♪ ♪ Are the swords of a soldier ♪ ♪ I know that the clubs are weapons of war ♪ ♪ I know that diamonds mean money for this art ♪ ♪ But that's not the shape of my heart ♪ ♪ ♪ He may play the jack of diamonds ♪ ♪ Or he may lay the queen of spades ♪ ♪ He may conceal a king in his hand ♪ ♪ While the memory of it fades ♪ ♪ I know that the spades ♪ ♪ Are the swords of a soldier ♪ ♪ I know that the clubs are weapons of war ♪ ♪ I know that diamonds mean money for this art ♪ ♪ But that's not the shape of my heart ♪ ♪ But that's not the shape ♪ ♪ The shape of my heart ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ And if I told you that I loved you ♪ ♪ You'd maybe think there's something wrong ♪ ♪ I'm not a man of too many faces ♪ ♪ This mask I wear is one ♪ ♪ ♪ For those who speak know nothin' ♪ ♪ And find out to their cost ♪ ♪ Like those who curse their luck ♪ ♪ In too many places ♪ ♪ And those who fear of loss ♪ ♪ ♪ I know that the spades ♪ ♪ Are the swords of a soldier ♪ ♪ I know that the clubs are weapons of war ♪ ♪ I know that diamonds mean money for this art ♪ ♪ But that's not the shape of my heart ♪ ♪ That's not the shape of my heart ♪ ♪ That's not the shape ♪ ♪ Shape of my heart ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ♪ The shape of my ♪ ♪ Whoa ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) (Sting speaking French) Joe Sumner.

(audience cheering and applauding) (Sting speaking French) (audience cheering and applauding) (Sting speaking French) Pretty Young Soldier.

("Pretty Young Soldier" by Sting) ♪ ♪ ♪ There are two young lovers ♪ ♪ They're pledged to each other's hands ♪ ♪ They meet down by the river ♪ ♪ To talk of their marriage plans ♪ ♪ I'm confessing, he said ♪ ♪ I've signed for a soldier ♪ ♪ And I'm leaving tomorrow for some foreign land ♪ ♪ She watches the pretty young soldiers ♪ ♪ As they march themselves off to the war ♪ ♪ She wonders if she'll ever see him again ♪ ♪ Somehow she doubts it but she has to be sure ♪ ♪ So she rode into town ♪ ♪ On the very next day ♪ ♪ And dressed herself up all in man's array ♪ ♪ With a sword and a musket ♪ ♪ She took the king's shilling ♪ ♪ To fight in some foreign war ♪ ♪ She said, yes, she'd be willing ♪ ♪ All you pretty young soldiers ♪ ♪ In those uniforms that you've never worn ♪ ♪ The captain will come and inspect you all now ♪ ♪ Let me down and you'll all ♪ ♪ Wish you'd never been born ♪ ♪ The captain astride of his horse's gray flanks ♪ ♪ Pulls the pretty young soldier ♪ ♪ From out of the ranks ♪ ♪ His gaze it is fixed and she's starting to shake ♪ ♪ He said, follow me soldier and listen ♪ ♪ To the offer I'm willing to make ♪ ♪ Come you pretty young soldier ♪ ♪ Come and be my right hand ♪ ♪ You're having this strange effect on my soul ♪ ♪ That I don't quite understand ♪ ♪ Captain, oh, captain, I've a confession to make ♪ ♪ I love someone else and my heart, it will break ♪ ♪ And as she released her brown hair from a band ♪ ♪ It tumbled all down her shoulders ♪ ♪ And into his hands ♪ ♪ Oh you pretty young soldier ♪ ♪ Come and take my right hand ♪ ♪ You're having this strange effect on my soul ♪ ♪ And now I think ♪ ♪ I understand ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ♪ ("Message in a Bottle" by Sting) ♪ ♪ Just a castaway, an island lost at sea, oh ♪ ♪ Another lonely day, with no one here but me, oh ♪ ♪ More loneliness than any man could bear ♪ ♪ Rescue me before I fall into despair, oh ♪ ♪ I'll send an S.O.S.

to the world ♪ ♪ I'll send an S.O.S.

to the world ♪ ♪ I hope that someone gets my ♪ ♪ I hope that someone gets my ♪ ♪ I hope that someone gets my ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle, yeah ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle ♪ ♪ A year has passed since I wrote my note ♪ ♪ I should have known this right from the start ♪ ♪ Only hope can keep me together ♪ ♪ Love can mend your life but ♪ ♪ Love can break your heart ♪ ♪ I'll send an S.O.S.

to the world ♪ ♪ I'll send an S.O.S.

to the world ♪ ♪ I hope that someone gets my ♪ ♪ I hope that someone gets my ♪ ♪ I hope that someone gets my ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle, yeah ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle ♪ ♪ ♪ Walked out this morning ♪ ♪ I don't believe what I saw ♪ ♪ A hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore ♪ ♪ Seems I'm not alone at being alone ♪ ♪ A hundred billion castaways ♪ ♪ Looking for a home ♪ ♪ I'll send an S.O.S.

to the world ♪ ♪ I'll send an S.O.S.

to the world ♪ ♪ I hope that someone gets my ♪ ♪ I hope that someone gets my ♪ ♪ I hope that someone gets my ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle ♪ (Sting speaking French) ♪ Message in ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle, yeah ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle, yeah ♪ ♪ A message in a bottle ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ A message in a bottle ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle, ooh ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Message in a bottle ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ Sending out ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ I'm sending out an S.O.S ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) (audience cheering and applauding) (Sting speaking French) (audience cheering and applauding) (Sting speaking French) (audience cheering and applauding) Okay.

(Sting speaking French) Please.

(audience cheering and applauding) ("Ashes to Ashes" by David Bowie) ♪ ♪ Do you remember a guy who's been ♪ ♪ In such an early song ♪ ♪ I've heard a rumor from Ground Control ♪ ♪ Oh no, don't say it's true ♪ ♪ They got a message from the action man ♪ ♪ I am happy, hope you're happy too ♪ ♪ Just one flash of light but ♪ ♪ No smoking pistol ♪ ♪ I've never done good things ♪ ♪ I never done bad things ♪ ♪ I never did anything out of the blue ♪ ♪ ♪ Need an ax to break the ice ♪ ♪ I wanna come down right now ♪ ♪ Ashes to ashes ♪ ♪ Funk to funky ♪ ♪ We know Major Tom's a junkie ♪ ♪ Strung out on heaven's high ♪ ♪ Hitting an all-time low ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ Well my mother said, to get things done ♪ ♪ You'd better not mess with Major Tom ♪ ♪ My mother said, to get things done ♪ ♪ You'd better not mess with Major Tom ♪ ♪ Oh, my mother said, to get things done ♪ ♪ You'd better not mess with Major Tom ♪ ♪ Oh, my mother said, to get things done ♪ ♪ You'd better not mess with Major Tom ♪ ♪ Oh, my mother said, to get things done ♪ ♪ You'd better not mess with Major Tom ♪ ♪ Oh, my mother said ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Hey, you ♪ ♪ You right there ♪ ♪ Have you seen me when you say ♪ ♪ How did I get here ♪ ♪ What guise did I throw ♪ ♪ I swear to God that I just don't know ♪ ("50,000" by Sting) ♪ ♪ Sunlight ♪ ♪ Sinking ♪ ♪ Slowly ♪ ♪ Into night ♪ ♪ Copper ♪ ♪ Cities ♪ ♪ Don't know when I'll sleep tonight ♪ ♪ Broken ♪ ♪ Sidewalks ♪ ♪ Street lights in disrepair ♪ ♪ It didn't have to be like this ♪ ♪ Another life was tossed away ♪ ♪ 50,000 voices rising ♪ ♪ Every time he'd sing ♪ ♪ And every word he ever wrote ♪ ♪ Reflecting back to him ♪ ♪ Still believed in that old lie ♪ ♪ The one that your own face betrays ♪ ♪ Rock stars don't ever die ♪ ♪ They only fade away ♪ ♪ Search lights ♪ ♪ Sweeping ♪ ♪ 50,000 souls we face ♪ ♪ Never, ever sleeping ♪ ♪ Serious thoughts you can't replace ♪ ♪ Falling ♪ ♪ The angels ♪ ♪ Spiraling in the sky at night ♪ ♪ Star falls in the darkness ♪ ♪ But our eyes are blinded in the light ♪ ♪ 50,000 hands are raised ♪ ♪ To a man that's just like you and me ♪ ♪ We create the gods we can ♪ ♪ And gift them immortality ♪ ♪ Still believing that old lie ♪ ♪ The one that your own face betrays ♪ ♪ Rock stars don't ever die ♪ ♪ They only fade away ♪ ♪ ♪ Hey, you ♪ ♪ You out there ♪ ♪ How do you see me when you stare ♪ ♪ How did I get here ♪ ♪ What lies did I throw ♪ ♪ I swear to God that I just don't know ♪ ♪ Hey, you ♪ ♪ You out there ♪ ♪ How do you see me when you stare ♪ ♪ How did I get here ♪ ♪ What lies did I throw ♪ ♪ I swear to God that I just don't know ♪ ♪ 50,000 voices rising every time he'd sing ♪ ♪ And every word he ever wrote ♪ ♪ Reflecting back to him ♪ ♪ Still believing that old lie ♪ ♪ The one that your own face betrays ♪ ♪ Rock stars won't ever die ♪ ♪ They only fade away ♪ ♪ One, two, three.

("Walking on the Moon" by Sting) ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Giant steps are what you take ♪ ♪ Walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ I hope my legs don't break ♪ ♪ Walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ We could walk forever ♪ ♪ Walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ We could be together ♪ ♪ Walking on, walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Walking back from your house ♪ ♪ Walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ Walking back from your house ♪ ♪ Walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ My feet don't hardly touch the ground ♪ ♪ Walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ My feet don't hardly make no sound ♪ ♪ Walking on, walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ ♪ Some may say ♪ ♪ I'm wishing my days away ♪ ♪ No way ♪ ♪ And if it's the price I pay, some say ♪ ♪ Tomorrow's another day ♪ ♪ You'll stay ♪ ♪ I may as well play ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Giant steps are what you take ♪ ♪ Walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ I hope my legs don't break ♪ ♪ Walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ We could walk forever ♪ ♪ Walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ We could be together ♪ ♪ Walking on, walking on the Moon ♪ ♪ ♪ Some may say ♪ ♪ I'm wishing my days away ♪ ♪ No way ♪ ♪ And if it's the price I pay, some say ♪ ♪ Tomorrow's another day ♪ ♪ You'll stay ♪ ♪ I may as well play ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, oh ♪ ♪ Yo, yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ Yo, yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ Yo, yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ Yo, yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ Yo, yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ Yo, yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Keep it up ♪ ♪ Yo, yo ♪ ♪ One, two, three!

♪ Well, someone told me yesterday ♪ ♪ That when you throw your love away ♪ ♪ You act as if you just don't care ♪ ♪ You look as if you're going somewhere ♪ ♪ But I just can't convince myself ♪ ♪ I couldn't live with no one else ♪ ♪ And I can only play that part ♪ ♪ And sit and nurse my broken heart ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ No-one's knocked upon my door ♪ ♪ For a thousand years, or more ♪ ♪ All made up and nowhere to go ♪ ♪ Welcome to this one man show ♪ ♪ Just take a seat, they're always free ♪ ♪ No surprise, no mystery ♪ ♪ In this theater that I call my soul ♪ ♪ I always play the starring role ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ I feel so lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Lonely ♪ ♪ I feel lonely ♪ ♪ I feel so lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely ♪ ♪ I feel so lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely ♪ ♪ I feel low, low, low ♪ ♪ Low, low, low ♪ ♪ I feel low, low, low ♪ ♪ Low, low, low ♪ ♪ I feel low, low, low ♪ ♪ Low, low, low ♪ ♪ I feel low, low, low ♪ ♪ Low, low, low ♪ ♪ I feel low, low, low ♪ ♪ Low, low, low ♪ ♪ I feel low, low, low ♪ ♪ Low, low, low ♪ ♪ I feel low, low, low ♪ ♪ Low, low, low ♪ ♪ Lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely ♪ ♪ I feel lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely ♪ ♪ Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely ♪ ♪ I feel so lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ So lonely, so lonely, so lonely ♪ ♪ I feel so alone ♪ ♪ I feel so alone, I feel so lonely ♪ ♪ I feel so alone ♪ ♪ I feel so alone, I feel so lonely ♪ ♪ I feel so alone ♪ ♪ I feel so alone, I feel so lonely ♪ ♪ I feel so alone ♪ ♪ I feel so alone, I feel so lonely ♪ Alone!

(audience cheering) ("Desert Rose" by Sting) ♪ ♪ Young love ♪ ♪ ♪ Young love ♪ ♪ (Sting signing in foreign language) ♪ ♪ I dream of rain ♪ ♪ I dream of gardens in the desert sand ♪ ♪ I wake in pain ♪ ♪ I dream of love as time runs through my hand ♪ ♪ I dream of fire ♪ ♪ Dreams tied ♪ ♪ To a horse that will never tire ♪ ♪ And in the flames ♪ ♪ Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire ♪ ♪ This desert rose ♪ ♪ Each of her veils, a secret promise ♪ ♪ This desert flower ♪ ♪ No sweet perfume ever ♪ ♪ Tortured me more than this ♪ ♪ And as she turns ♪ ♪ This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams ♪ ♪ This fire burns ♪ ♪ I realize that nothing's as it seems ♪ ♪ I dream of rain ♪ ♪ I dream of gardens in the desert sand ♪ ♪ I wake in pain ♪ ♪ I dream of love as time runs through my hand ♪ ♪ Desert rose ♪ ♪ I lift my gaze to empty skies above ♪ ♪ I close my eyes, a rare perfume ♪ ♪ As the sweet intoxication of her love ♪ ♪ Your love ♪ ♪ ♪ Your love ♪ Come on!

(Sting signing in foreign language) ♪ ♪ Yeah-oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ ♪ I dream of rain ♪ ♪ I dream of gardens in the desert sand ♪ ♪ I wake in pain ♪ ♪ I dream of love as time runs through my hand ♪ ♪ Desert rose ♪ ♪ Each of her veils, a secret promise ♪ ♪ This desert flower ♪ ♪ No sweet perfume ever ♪ ♪ Tortured me more than this ♪ ♪ Desert rose ♪ ♪ This memory of Eden haunts us all ♪ ♪ This desert flower, a rare perfume ♪ ♪ Is the sweet intoxication of the fall ♪ ♪ Your love ♪ Beautiful!

♪ ♪ Your love ♪ ♪ (Sting signing in foreign language) ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah-oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ ♪ Your love ♪ ♪ Choukran.

(audience cheering and applauding) ("Roxanne/Ain't No Sunshine" by Sting) (Sting faintly singing foreign language) ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ You don't have to put on a red light ♪ ♪ Those days are over ♪ ♪ You don't have to sell your body to the night ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ You don't have to wear that dress tonight ♪ ♪ Walk the streets for money ♪ ♪ You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ You don't have to put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ You don't have to put on a red light ♪ ♪ I loved you since I knew ya ♪ ♪ I wouldn't talk down to ya ♪ ♪ I have to tell you just how I feel ♪ ♪ I won't share you with another boy ♪ ♪ I know my mind is made up ♪ ♪ So put away your make up, oh ♪ ♪ Told you once I won't tell you again ♪ ♪ It's a bad way ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ You don't have to put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ You don't have to put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, Roxanne ♪ ♪ ♪ Loved you since I knew you ♪ ♪ ♪ Loved you since I knew you ♪ ♪ ♪ Wouldn't talk down to you ♪ ♪ ♪ Wouldn't talk down to you ♪ ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne, Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne, Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne, Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne, Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ You don't wear your makeup ♪ ♪ ♪ Put away your makeup ♪ ♪ ♪ No, my mind, no, my mind is made up ♪ ♪ ♪ My mind is made up, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ ♪ I won't share you with another boy ♪ ♪ ♪ I won't share you with another boy ♪ ♪ ♪ I won't share you with another boy ♪ ♪ ♪ I won't share you with another boy ♪ ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne, Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne, Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne, Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne, no ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Their ain't no sunshine when she's gone ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ It's not warm when she's away ♪ ♪ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ♪ ♪ And she's always gone too long ♪ ♪ Anytime she's goes away ♪ ♪ I wonder this time where she's gone ♪ ♪ Wonder if she's gone to stay ♪ ♪ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ♪ ♪ And this house just ain't no home ♪ ♪ Anytime she goes away ♪ ♪ I know, I know, I know, I know, I know ♪ ♪ I know, I know, I know, I know, I know ♪ ♪ I know, I know, I know, I know, I know ♪ ♪ I know, I know, I know, I know, I know ♪ ♪ I oughta leave a young thing alone ♪ ♪ But ain't no sunshine when she's gone ♪ ♪ Only darkness every day ♪ ♪ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ♪ ♪ And this house just ain't no home ♪ ♪ Anytime she goes away ♪ ♪ Anytime she goes away ♪ ♪ Anytime she goes away ♪ ♪ Anytime she goes away ♪ ♪ Anytime she goes away ♪ ♪ ♪ I say ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ You don't have to put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ You don't have to put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Put on a red light ♪ ♪ You don't have to put on a red light ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ Roxanne ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) (audience cheering and applauding) (audience cheering and applauding) ("Next to You" by Sting) ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ ♪ I can't stand it for another day ♪ ♪ When you live so many miles away ♪ ♪ Nothing here is gonna make me stay ♪ ♪ You took me over, let me find a way ♪ ♪ I sold my house, I sold my motor, too ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ I'd rob a bank, maybe steal a plane ♪ ♪ You took me over, think I'm goin' insane, now ♪ ♪ What can I do ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ What can I do ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ I've had a thousand girls or maybe more ♪ ♪ I've never felt like this before ♪ ♪ I just don't know what's come over me ♪ ♪ You took me over, take a look at me, so ♪ ♪ What can I do ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ What can I do ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you, yeah ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪ I saw my doctor, he said give it time, son ♪ ♪ ♪ I got a feeling, gonna lose my mind ♪ ♪ ♪ When all it is is just a love affair ♪ ♪ ♪ You took me over, baby, take me there now ♪ ♪ What can I do ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ What can I do ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ What can I do ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ What can I do ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you, yeah ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you, yeah ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you, yeah ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you, yeah ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ Let's go ♪ ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you, yeah ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ All I want is to be next to you ♪ ♪ Next to you, next to you, next to you ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) ("Every Breath You Take" by Sting) ♪ ♪ Every breath you take ♪ ♪ And every move you make ♪ ♪ Every bond you break, every step you take ♪ ♪ I'll be watching you ♪ ♪ Every single day ♪ ♪ And every word you say ♪ ♪ Every game you play, every night you stay ♪ ♪ I'll be watching you ♪ ♪ Oh, can't you see ♪ ♪ You belong to me ♪ ♪ How my poor heart aches ♪ ♪ With every step you take ♪ ♪ Every move you make ♪ ♪ Every vow you break ♪ ♪ Every smile you fake, every claim you stake ♪ ♪ I'll be watching you ♪ ♪ ♪ Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace ♪ ♪ I dream at night, I can only see your face ♪ ♪ I look around, but it's you I can't replace ♪ ♪ I feel so cold, and I long for your embrace ♪ ♪ I keep crying baby, baby, please ♪ ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ ♪ Oh, can't you see ♪ ♪ You belong to me ♪ ♪ How my poor heart aches ♪ ♪ With every step you take ♪ ♪ Every move you make ♪ ♪ Every vow you break ♪ ♪ Every smile you fake, every claim you stake ♪ ♪ I'll be watching you ♪ ♪ Every move you make, every step you take ♪ ♪ I'll be watching you ♪ ♪ Woo, hoo ♪ ♪ I'll be watching ♪ ♪ Every breath you take, every move you make ♪ ♪ Every bond you break ♪ ♪ I'll be watching you ♪ ♪ Every single day, every word you say ♪ ♪ Every game you play ♪ ♪ I'll be watching you ♪ On the guitar, Mister Dominic Miller!

(audience cheering) On the guitar, Mister Rufus Miller.

(audience cheering) On the drums, Monsieur Josh Freez.

♪ Every move you make, every bond you break ♪ ♪ Every step you take ♪ Mister Joe Sumner!

♪ Every word you say ♪ The Last Bandoleros!

♪ Every breath you take, every move you make ♪ ♪ Every bond you break, every step you take ♪ ♪ Every single day, every word you say ♪ ♪ Every game you play, every night you stay ♪ ♪ Every breath you take, every move you make ♪ ♪ Every bond you break, every step you take ♪ ♪ Every single day ♪ ♪ Every word you say ♪ ♪ I'll be watching ♪ ♪ You ♪ ♪ ♪ You ♪ Un, deux, trois!

♪ Every breath you take, every move you make ♪ ♪ Every bond you break, every step you take ♪ ♪ Every single day, every word you say ♪ ♪ Every game you play, every night you stay ♪ ♪ Every breath you take, every move you make ♪ ♪ Every bond you break, every step you take ♪ ♪ Every single day, every word you say ♪ ♪ I'll be watching ♪ ♪ Whoa ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) (audience cheering and applauding) (audience cheering and applauding) (audience chanting) (audience chanting) (audience clapping) (audience cheering) (audience cheering and applauding) ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ Hang on.

♪ I got it.

♪ One, two, three, four.

("Fragile" by Sting) ♪ ♪ ♪ If blood will flow ♪ ♪ When flesh and steel are one ♪ ♪ Drying in the color of the evening sun ♪ ♪ Tomorrow's rain ♪ ♪ Will wash the stains away ♪ ♪ But something in our mind will always stay ♪ ♪ Perhaps this final act was meant ♪ ♪ To clinch a lifetime's argument ♪ ♪ That nothing comes from violence ♪ ♪ And nothing ever could ♪ ♪ For all those born beneath an angry star ♪ ♪ Lest we forget how fragile we are ♪ ♪ ♪ On and on, the rain will fall ♪ ♪ Like tears from a star ♪ ♪ Like tears from a star ♪ ♪ On and on, the rain will say ♪ ♪ How fragile we are ♪ ♪ How fragile we are ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Whoa, on and on, the rain will fall ♪ ♪ Like tears from a star ♪ ♪ Like tears from a star ♪ ♪ On and on, the rain will say ♪ ♪ How fragile we are, how fragile we are ♪ ♪ How fragile we are, how fragile we are ♪ ♪ How fragile we are, how fragile we are ♪ ♪ How fragile we are ♪ ♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ ♪ (audience cheering and applauding) Thank you, Paris!

Thanks for coming, thanks for listening!

Good night, we shall see you again!

Au revoir, merci!

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