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The Best Rock Ballads …Ever!
Disc 1
01. More Than Words
02. Kayleigh
03. Black Hole Sun
04. Wild World
05. Is This Love
06. Rough Boy
07. Right Here Waiting
08. Black Velvet
09. (I Just) Died in Your Arms
10. In the Army Now
11. Weather With You
12. Avalon
13. Nothing Compares 2 U
14. Hedonism (Just Because You Feel Good)
Disc 2
01. The Scientist
02. Where the Wild Roses Grow
03. Don't You (Forget About Me)
04. I Belong to You
05. Sweet Sexteen
06. In Your Room
07. Turn Out the Lights
08. Runaway Train
09. “Heroes”
10. Lullaby
11. When Ye Go Away
12. Perfect Day
13. Again
Disc 3
01. Europa
02. I'd Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That)
03. Street of Dreams
04. Broken Heroes (live)
05. Still Loving You
06. Before the Dawn
07. Dead Man's Road
08. Every Rose Has It's Thorn
09. Carrie
10. Call Me a Dog
11. Nothingness
12. Ashes to Ashes
13. Anna
Disc 4
01. The House of the Rising Sun
02. Parisienne Walkways
03. With a Little Help From My Friends
04. Child in Time
05. Be My Friend
06. Closer to the Heart
07. Carpet Crawlers
08. Suicide
09. I Believe
10. Skating Away
11. Avalancha
12. Hard Luck Woman
There is lamb's wool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
Gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid
The fleas cling to the golden fleece
Hoping they'll find peace
Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid
There's no hiding in memory
There's no room to avoid

The crawlers cover the floor
In the red ocher corridor
For my second sight of people
They've more life blood than before
They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door
Where the needle's eye is winking
Closing on the poor
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out

There's only one direction
In the faces that I see
It's upward to the ceiling
Where the chamber's said to be
Like the forest fight for sunlight
That takes root in every tree
They are pulled up by the magnet
Believing they're free
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out

Mild-mannered supermen
Are held in kryptonite
And the wise and foolish virgins
Giggle with their bodies glowing bright
Through the door a harvest feast
Is lit by candlelight
It's the bottom of a staircase
That spirals out of sight
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out

The porcelain mannequin
With shattered skin fears attack
And the eager pack lift up their pitchers
They carry all they lack
The liquid has congealed
Which has seeped out through the crack
And the tickler takes his stickleback
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out

We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out

The carpet crawlers heed their callers