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Daylight, wasting time.
Go ahead, waste a little bit of it.
Right here with us.
It's the Civic Media Radio Network with music of the season.
What's that season?
Time!
Ben Franklin had a...
thought about daylight saving.
They say he invented it, not true.
But he's right, a satirical essay about it.
He said, you have to wake up.
That said, wake up at sunrise.
That's it.
He said, we should ring all the bells and shoot all the cannons off at sunrise and get everybody out of bed.
Of course, things are different now.
Dolly Parton wrote a couple of great songs, and since we're now at a country and western show, I'll do her songs.
We'll do it big band.
How's that?
What a gal.
Tell you how Dolly celebrated Christmas.
It's the month of saying thank you.
And of shortening days.
And of November skies.
Music of the Stars.
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Names Lou Burgone.
Farmers hated the idea of daylight saving time.
It was in the mid-50s when it swept across Wisconsin.
And yet the movie industry fought it tooth and nail.
Movie theater ads featured fight daylight saving time.
And farmers join the argument.
You wonder why farmers I did too until I found out.
So many farmers thought that
All that extra sunlight would burn their crops.
I'm not making that up.
And the movie theaters, of course,
There were over 4,000 across the United States, Canada.
And of course, the movies started an hour later, and they were already experiencing enough trouble with falling attendance due to that demon in the corner of your living room, television.
The novelty and all.
Songs About Time and Roman Sini.
just an ordinary day becomes adventure such sweet
As I...
With the sunlight's a glow
time.
And darkness falls before the dawn Of dreams that vanished with the moon The summer's warmth has slipped away The trees stand bare against the sky And evening steals
the heart of death
Where summer's tender moments lie And every sunset brings the pain Of watching precious daylight
Jesus.
Extra.
It has undone.
Hey Nick,
why'd you do those dishes without me?
Isn't it though?
That's Jamie's music.
I put some words to it coming over on the boat.
say to you They can't convey to you What's in my heart If you could hear
Things I've left unsaid Time after time I tell myself
so lucky to be the one you run to see in the
passing years will show you've kept my love so young so
new and so
Jack Jones on Cap Records from his album The Gift of Love and we miss three stars who actually had their moments on disc and television and radio as they will this morning.
It's the news about Peggy King who we lost at age 94 Alzheimer's they said Peggy King with a tribute to that lady who was so big on television and later in the movies and made
Zero hour, the picture that inspired airplane in 1980.
A story about Peggy and the star of the George Goebbels show on Saturday night when she ruled the airways with George, the music of the
stars.
the stage coordinators became essential
figures in productions of great studios.
Ice is twice as nice My pair of skates Makes the sweetest sound that you ever heard As I go wheeling, feeling free as a bird Ice makes an idol Our pleasant thing to spend Ice is...
When I was ten I dreamed of many things
I knew that I could sing I could sing
Is sweet beyond compare But will it stand the test of time?
The lovely glow that's in your eyes The music in your sighs Oh, will they stand the test?
changes everything they say but if the thrill we feel tonight is really really right you'll never take your
the test of time.
The lovely glow that's in your eyes, the music in your sighs.
Oh, will they stand the test of time?
Time changes mobs.
Time changes rivers.
Time changes winter to spring.
Time changes everything.
They say...
time.
the daylight fades away a cold wind moves through empty streets the evening settles down and november paints the twilight in the shadow
I could never fit
A distant train is calling as the evening birds fly by The years have changed the faces of the people that I knew But every fading sunset brings a memory
The last light disappears tonight, beyond the distant hill.
Tomorrow brings December and another winter star.
But November leaves its twilight.
I'll be listening.
The branches of the trees are bare The smell of burning leaves is in the air November twilight
At five o'clock the streets are dark Across the empty bend stand in the park November twilight Softly falls again
that you could hear a voice if one were calling
once more across the dark pavilion of my heart and then I miss you most miss you with the ache of long lost things of sun
was beautiful and love was young and gay
about that Uncle John, he sure adds a lot of movement to the show.
George, can I do my
song
now?
Hey Peg, you know what?
You sure look keen tonight.
signed G. Goble.
You know, I've got on some lipstick tonight and it's flavored.
Would you like to see what flavor it is?
I sure would.
Alice, remember, this is all strictly in the interests of science.
See, that has a sort of a sort of a fruit flavor, Peg.
Well, it's made of natural fruit juices, George, and it comes in five flavors.
Which one was that?
That was strawberry.
No.
No, only one.
I have to try it
It's domestic, but good.
Tonight I know the kiss we share Is sweet beyond compare But will it stand the test of time?
The lovely glow that's in your eyes The music in your sighs Or will it stand the test of time?
Time changes mountains Time changes rivers Time changes winter to spring Time changes everything They say But if the thrill we feel tonight Is really, really right You'll never take your hand From mine
and our love will stand the test of time.
Time changes mountains, time changes rivers, time changes winter to spring, time
changes everything they say but if the thrill we feel tonight is really really right you'll never take your hand from mine and our love will stand the test the test of time
Orchestra.
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The ghost had gone home and the goblins took flight.
The pumpkins looked weary, the witches were gone, and the skeletons wondered what it was they'd done wrong.
The candy had vanished, every wrapper was tossed.
The kids counted treasures and dad checked the cost.
Young Billy ate chocolate until he turned green, then declared that he'd never eat candy again.
front porch was littered with cobwebs and leaves and a spider was tangled in somebody's sleeves a ghost in the attic complained of a chill while a vampire went hunting for breakfast until he discovered the neighbors had l-
After she sat with a plop and said, next year Hazel, you should pilot a mop.
The mummy unwrapped himself, stripped after strip.
But he tripped on his bandages and did a neat flip.
He landed face first in a puddle of goo and looking like something the dog wouldn't chew.
The werewolf was shaving
the hair
from his chin.
by dawn all the monsters were ready for bed with cobwebs for pillows and sheets of blood red they'd scared all the children they'd rattled the gates and soon they'd be snoring along with their mates so if on the first of November first you hear a strange little giggle or howl in your ear
The monsters are eating your leftover treats.
And next year they'll
promise to
make quite a scene with more tricks and-
through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.
Summer's warm.
And somewhere in our fading dreams We mourn the passing days of spring For time itself cannot be st-
choice that.
If the summer I must hold And when the darkness fills the air I'll whisper to
Why should he?
I never saw her in my life.
What did she give you?
faster speed you lie awake and think about the girl and never ever think of counting sheep when your lonely heart has learned its lesson
That has learned its lesson You'd be hers if only she would call In the wee small hours of the morning That's the time you miss her
Kiss me once, kiss me twice, then kiss me once again.
It's been a long, long time.
Haven't felt like this, my dear, since can't remember when.
It's been a long-
Just how empty they all seemed without you.
So kiss me once, kiss me twice, then kiss me once again.
It's been a long, long time.
Kiss me once, kiss me twice.
Kiss me once again
Just tell-
When they see the way I strut about Since I said to Mr. Glue
There's a rainbow around my shoulder And the sky of blue above Oh, the sun shines bright The world's all right, cause I'm in love There's a rainbow around my shoulder And it fits me like a glove Let it blow and storm But I'll be warm cause I'm in love Hallelujah How the folks will stir When they see that diamond
solitaire that my pretty little baby is gonna wear there's a rainbow around my shoulder and a sky of blue above and I'm shouting
And the sky of blue above.
Oh, the sun shines bright.
The world's all right, because I'm in love.
There's a rainbow around my shoulder.
and a sky of blue above.
And I'm shouting so the world will know that
Silly.
Summer.
is me
Hollywood is mourning the loss of Elkie Summer, the internationally acclaimed actress who captivated audiences with her elegance, charisma, and unforgettable screen presence.
Summer died on October 28, 2026, at her home in Bel Air, Los Angeles.
She was 85.
The heartbreaking news was reported on October 29, with German media citing information from people close to the actress and her family.
Her stepson, Sebastian Walther,
reportedly confirmed that she died peacefully at approximately 10pm following a prolonged period of declining health.
me.
There's an empty chair beside the fire And a pint that no one claims The old barman wiped the counter twice Then softly spoke his name Sir Patrick said the barman lo, you gave the world your best He raised a glass door, the stars now let the captain rest From Shakespeare stage to distant stars His voice could fill the night
He taught us strength was more than war and kindness more than might As Picardi sailed the endless skies Xavier he stood tall But was the man behind those eyes who touched the hearts of all So raise one last glass to the captain tonight Who sailed through the darkness and carried the light Though stars may grow silent and journeys
may
end We'll remember Sir Patrick
Our captain, our friend Oh, here's to the stories The laughter, the years To the courage he gave us Through smiles and through tears Wherever the stars shine Wherever we roam The captain's still with us Forever our home A fellow by the window Said he'd make a captain grand The barman laughed as sure he would But here I'd be in command
He'd point his finger, make it so, and order one more beer.
I'd tell him not pass closing time, and laughter filled the air.
Beyond the fading light A thousand tales still carry on Through every quiet night No final curtain takes away The wonder that he gave His story sailed beyond the years Like lanterns all
So
raise one last glass
to the captain tonight Who sailed through the darkness and carried the light Though stars
may grow
silent and journeys may end We'll remember Sir Patrick, our captain, our friend Oh,
here's to the stories, the
laughter, the years To the courage he gave us through smiles and through tears Wherever the stars shine, wherever
If heaven's got a starship, I know who's in command.
Though I hope they've got a decent pub up
there.
I might not be one of the original Star Trek fans, but I'm the son of one.
Captain Kirk will always be her waifu, even if he sells insurance now.
I recently found out that the original Star Trek theme had random lyrics written for it so the composer would lose half of his royalties for all time.
Way to go, Gene.
Live long and profit.
For your listening pleasure, Star Trek with lyrics.
These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise.
It's five-year mission to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before
us.
Clustered reaches...
I couldn't find a better TV recording.
But the question of justice has concerned me greatly of late.
And I say to any creature who may be listening, there can be no justice so long as laws are absolute.
Even life itself is an exercise, an exception.
You say you are true evil.
So I tell you what true evil is.
Just submit to you.
It is when we surrender our freedom.
our dignity instead of defying you.
Would you choose one life over one thousand, sir?
I refuse to let arithmetic decide questions like that.
You have extended your life at the expense of another.
Graves, give Data back.
Give him back.
Data is dead.
No.
He must not be lost.
He's not simply an android.
He's a life form.
entirely unique.
Data is not human.
He is different.
Yes.
But that does not make him expendable or any less significant.
No being is so important that even you serve the rights of another.
We two are machines.
Just machines of a different type.
Children are created from the building blocks of their parent's DNA.
Are they property?
Prove to the court that I am sentient.
This is absurd.
We all know you're sentient.
So I am sentient, but Commander Data is not.
That's right.
Why?
Why am I sentient?
Why am I self-aware?
Isn't that becoming a race?
And won't we be judged by how we treat that race?
Now tell me, Commander, what is data?
As a token A kiss
that
brought us side The stars will remember So will I And now the stars and I We share the lo-
Hollywood has lost a bright voice of its golden age.
Peggy King, the singer America knew as pretty perky Peggy King, has died at 96.
She passed away on Sunday, October 25th, 2026, at the Saunders House Assisted Living Facility in Winwood, Pennsylvania, after a long battle with Alzheimer's disease.
Her publicist, Alan Iker, confirmed her death, and we remember a star who lit up radio, records, film, and television.
She was born on February 16th, 1930, in Greensburg, Pennsylvania.
and she was raised in Ohio, where she graduated from Ravenna High School.
Her gift showed itself early.
As a young singer, she began performing on radio in Cleveland, and in the evenings, she sang at the nightclub of the Cleveland Hotel.
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Was the night after Halloween a terrible sight?
The ghosts had gone home and the goblins took flight.
The pumpkins looked weary, the witches were gone, and the skeletons wondered what it was they'd done wrong.
The candy had vanished, every wrapper was tossed.
The kids counted treasures and dad checked the cost.
Young Billy ate chocolate until he turned green, then declared that he'd never eat candy again.
The front porch was littered with cobwebs and leaves, and a spider was tangled in somebody's sleeves.
A ghost in the attic complained of a chill while a vampire went
hunting for breakfast until he discovered the neighbors had locked every door and the garlic they'd hung was still strummed by the score
he
grumbled this holidays lost all its charm I can't bite a soul with that stuff on their arm the witch took her broomstick to fly through the town but the batteries died and she crash landed down her black cat just laughed as she sat with a flop and said next year Hazel you should pilot a mop
The mummy unwrapped himself, stripped after strip But he tripped on his bandages and did a neat flip He landed face first in a puddle of goo And looking like something the dog wouldn't chew The werewolf was shaving the
hair
from his chin When he noticed his whiskers were growing again He sighed at the mirror, oh what can I do I'll need a whole case load of barbisole too By dawn all the mon-
monsters were ready for bed with cobwebs for pillows and sheets of blood red they scared all the children they'd rattle the gates and soon they'd be snoring along with their mates so if on the first of November first you hear a strange little giggle or howl in your ear don't worry or scream don't run down the street
The monsters are eating your leftover treats.
And next year,
they'll promise
to make quite a scene with more tricks and more treats than you've ever seen.
Tonight, they've not bothered to set their clocks back.
It's darkness saving time.
May dawn never crash.
Gentlemen October 31st is just a few days away and people throughout the United States now are Preparing for the big day, which of course is Halloween now.
You remember Halloween.
Don't you Tommy?
Oh,
yeah,
boy.
I remember you know I remember Halloween when mom would give me a great big old pillowcase I'd go out and get off filled with candies and cookies and goodies and nickels
now I remember big newtons now I remember Halloween because mom gave you the big mom gave you a pillowcase for a lot of things that
Brian and she gave
me a sock
You sure can't put much candy and stuff in a sock.
One banana and you're through for the whole thing.
Come
on everybody fill up my brother's pillowcase with candy and money and toys and stuff and put a jelly bean in my crummy sock.
Boy,
I had tiny
feet, too.
Besides those socks were your old socks.
You wore them for a month.
Mom said
you take these rotten, dirty socks, put something in it.
It's no fun only having a sock when you had a pillow.
How
are
you through?
How are you through?
Anyway, ladies and gentlemen, Halloween is here once again.
And for those of you who are not familiar with it, I would like to briefly go over the story, the history of Halloween, how it originated.
I'd like
to briefly go over the story of Halloween and how it came around.
How come you always get this, tell a story?
Do you know the story of Halloween?
Do you know it?
Everybody knows the story of Halloween.
Don't generalize, Tom.
I said, do you know the story of Halloween?
You don't think I know anything?
Yes or no.
Do you know it?
Do you or don't you?
Come on.
You think you know it all just because mom gave you a public case?
Okay, okay, okay.
Okay, smart mouth.
Tell the story of Halloween.
Go ahead.
Tell the people the story of Halloween.
Be my guest.
I'm thirsty.
That's wonderful.
I'm glad you're thirsty.
No, no, no.
I don't need it.
I don't need any water.
I'll just tell the story, okay?
Yeah, just go ahead.
The Story of Halloween by Tommy Smothers.
The Story of Halloween.
Once upon a time, many years ago, on a rainy and windy night, there was an old haunted house.
And in this haunted house, there lived a wonderful little boy, a boy who would wake up in the morning and see his shadow and know that spring was here.
A boy who would walk a mile to return a penny.
And
this boy would also split rails, and he never lied to anyone, not even the time that we all remember when he chopped down the cherry
because of this, when the little boy's birthday came around each year, everyone in town would run out and search for colored eggs.
And
painted... And they'd give painted hearts and unleavened bread, which they would send to their... They'd send us their hearts and their unleavened bread to their girlfriends.
And they had lots of fun.
then one day,
Then one day, when the fireworks were going off, everybody ran in their houses and had turkey dinner with cranberry sauce and stuffing and the war... and candy-ams.
And then the war ended.
good as... good as reason as any.
The people cheered and the mothers and fathers received gifts from their sons and daughters and everyone wore...
Everybody wore green because they found out the world was round.
So they voted.
They voted to grab their noisemakers and horns and drink champagne and really get drunk at exactly 12 o'clock that night.
Exactly 12 o'clock while Guy Lombardo was playing this beautiful song.
And sure enough, they never did forget.
They all ran to their windows and looked and lo and behold, as they looked out the windows, they saw a star in the east.
A single star in the east and it came closer.
And suddenly they saw three wise guys on camels.
Three wise guys on camels approaching a barn.
And they were carrying these three wise guys were carrying
the
October moon is rising
there's a chill in every breeze and the ghosts are out in Wisconsin drifting through the autumn trees there's a pumpkin on the doorstep there's a candle burning bright and the children all are waiting for that magic Halloween
We night
There's a skeleton out dancing by a creaky old tombstone.
There's a black cat on the fence rail and a scarecrow.
While the bats above the rooftops make their shadows cross the sky There's a werewolf near the wood pile There's a ghost beside the door And a monster in the attic Who keeps asking Trick or treat some more Out in Richland Center
Where the wooded hills grow dark Here and I'll begin its calling See a lantern throw a spark Through the fields and down the highways Pass the farms and old barns to Halloween is stirring Mischief beneath the skies of blue
Remember, dressed as pirates, riches, cowboys, kings and queens When the neighbors gave us apples and the porches glowed with seams When the chilly wind of October made us hurry through the night And we hurried home with candy to the warm and golden light Now the
years have come and wandered And the children all have grown But October brings a memory
that will all-
Always be our own There's a sweetness in the darkness There's a laughter in the air And the spirit of Wisconsin Puts a little magic everywhere Oh Halloween in Wisconsin
When starts to blow
And they were carrying these three wise guys, were carrying paper bags.
One of them had a sock.
And they had these gifts that they had received from other people.
And as they approached, the barn they could see from the windows of warm light glowing.
And they walked to the front door of the barn and knocked.
And when the door opened, they looked inside and with faces that were ecstatic, they exclaimed.
The golden light fades much too soon And darkness falls
This summer's warmth has slipped away The trees stand bare against the sky And evening steals the heart of day While lonely winds begin
Some shadows play The clock hands move but hearts remain Where summers tender moments lie And every sunset brings the pain Of watching precious daylight
A porch light glows A window gleams The birds have long since ceased to sing And somewhere in our fading dreams We mourn the passing days of spring
For time itself cannot be stayed No clock can turn the years around No extra hour can ever repay The choice that once in daylight found So let the clock
And let the lonely hours unfold I'll watch the last remaining light And grieve the summer I must hold And when the darkness fills the air
A whisper to the fading sun If time could only learn to care It would return
Hollywood is remembering the extraordinary legacy of Patrick Stewart, the acclaimed actor whose portrayal of Captain Jean-Luc Picard made him one of the most beloved figures in science fiction history.
Following reports of his death at 86, attention has turned to the friendships he built throughout his remarkable career.
Among those remembering their time together is Michael Dorn, his longtime Star Trek co-star, who once shared a hilarious behind-the-scenes story
that revealed Stewart's playful personality away from the cameras.
Dorn portrayed Worf, the honorable Klingon officer who became one of the franchise's most recognizable characters.
Working alongside Stewart for years gave Dorn countless opportunities to witness the personality behind the legendary captain.
One particularly memorable story involves Stewart making Dorn laugh during filming.
According to Parade,
Dorn previously recalled an incident in which Stewart's delivery of Klingon Dialogue left him struggling to maintain his composure.
Patrick talking Klingon.
I literally couldn't get through a scene.
He was deadly serious.
When he said it, I just lost it, Dorn recalled, according to the report.
The story revealed a humorous side of Stewart that audiences rarely saw when watching his commanding performance as Captain Picard.
Although Stewart approached his acting with great professionalism, he also knew how to create unexpected moments of laughter among his colleagues.
Stewart's influence extended far beyond Star Trek.
His distinguished career included acclaimed Shakespearean performances and his internationally recognized role as Professor Charles Xavier in the X-Men films.
His ability to move between classical theater and blockbuster entertainment
made him one of the most versatile performers of his generation.
Following news of his death, tributes from colleagues and fans highlighted his talent, kindness, and lasting influence on the entertainment industry.
His legacy includes not only iconic performances, but also the memories he created with the people who worked beside him.
Patrick Stewart leaves behind an extraordinary legacy that will continue inspiring audiences around the world.
For millions of Star Trek fans, Captain Picard will forever represent courage, wisdom, and humanity.
His final voyage may have ended, but the memories of the legendary actor will live on.
The stars will remember The night we said goodbye The stars will remember So will
A rose as a token
the stars will remember so will I and now the stars and I we share the lonely lane but in my
solitude it seems I hear you call my name the world
may
forget you as time
We share the lonely lane But in my solitude It seems I hear you call my name The world may forget you As time goes passing
There's just one love in this whole world and I know I found mine.
The heavenly touch of your embrace tells me no one could take your place.
One kiss from your sweet lips will tell me that your love is real enough.
It seemed...
Sang...
how could he know we two were so in love the whole dying world seen upside down the streets of town were paved with stars it was such a romantic affair and as we kissed and said
The streets of town were paved with stars.
It was such a romantic affair.
And as we kissed and said goodnight, a nightingale sang in Barkley Square.
I know you because I
stars.
was magical bro!
More than me.
It was such aroma
streets of town were paved with stars
it was such a romantic
affair and as we kissed and said
Travel on
All I'd have to hear, he just recorded.
Hello's.
Hello.
All kinds of hello's.
Hello.
Some highs.
High.
Who is it?
Hello.
Inside my brain, where fantasies play hide and seek.
Essentially, my little
Cells go giddy glad With sudden kinds of going mad That lift me up And let me slip Beyond the stiff Of upper lip Or even now In what I call my only hope So tiny, small No microscope would even try To get inside
to magnify that inner place where shadows play my sunshine game of
hiding.
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music of the stars keep your dreams alive and reach for the stars
Before Lord God made the sea and the land He held all the stars in the palm of His hand And they ran through His fingers like grains of sand And one little star
special care so it wouldn't get lost again now a man don't mind if the stars grow dim and the clouds
track but I've been walking through the night and the day till my eyes get weary and my head turns gray and sometimes
I must confess to my embarrassing meeting with you in the dressing room, though, where you were standing next to Gene Wilder, and you looked so fit.
I
thought you
were his bodyguard, and I didn't recognise you.
You were
wonderful.
Thank you for that.
It's well known, it's rehearsals.
It's rehearsals and blank verse that keeps you fit.
And worry.
I'm actually thinking of promoting that as a keep fit
exercise.
I imagine it would work very well indeed.
I said the Blood Thirsty Scott.
Are we allowed to talk about the play?
Yes, there's so much history of superstition about this play.
When you're actually doing it, you have to put it all aside, because you can't refer to it as the Scottish play, which is how it's...
customily referred to when you're in theatres or even sometimes outside the
theatres.
That's
right.
Because it has this stigma of misfortune attached to it.
And a lot of that has to do with... It's a dark play.
Most of the scenes happen at night.
And directors and lighting designers like to give a very atmospheric ambience to the stage.
So what happens is that actors walk into things and they fall off things.
And then at the very end, there is a massive...
sword fight between Macbeth and his chief protagonist, Macduff.
And these things are dangerous, usually they're in two-handed claymores.
And so people get hurt.
Isn't there supposed to be some sort of code into woven, though, into the play itself?
I've heard this, that some people allege that within the language there is a secret dialogue written, which...
Unless you know what it is and how to look for it, you're unaware of it.
So even now, while I'm talking to you, there would be inside my language some kind of satanic rune.
But the one important thing to know about all this superstition in Macbeth is that there's an antidote to it.
And the antidote is a Midsummer Night's dream.
So if you mention the name of the play, you simply mention the dream, or you
quote... Wherefore was that crap?
The Queen.
My Lord.
is dead.
she should have died here after there would have been a time for such a word tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in this
Petty place from day to day to the last syllable of it.
Martino.
Let's take that moment that tonight is granted.
There's just
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.
old man gloom Invades the room And tries to sell you sorrow He'll run right out If you just shout Today will be yesterday tomorrow Some rain may fall But after all the sun
tomorrow it's hard to lose those Monday blues but I will show you how Tuesday will find you your troubles behind you so just pretend it's Tuesday now you'll agree philosophy like this ain't
The philosophy like this ain't bad tomorrow.
Today may seem a big bad dream, but today will be yesterday.
That's what you gotta say.
Today will be yesterday, tomorrow.
After today, nothing will be the same again.
After today, I'll make my claim to fame, and then, other grass will be greener, and the air will be cleaner, and my life be serener than a heaven knows when.
Heaven knows when.
After today, I shall abit my fears, goodbye.
After today, I shall have no more tears,
to cry I learned to live with laughter to stay after the day after today nothing will be the way it was after today I'll say oh what a day it was my heart will be lighter and my smile will
Twice the fighter that I ever was To clever become After today I shall bid my fears farewell After today I shall have no more tears to quell
Mam.
syllable of room
Yesterday All my troubles seem so far away Now it looks as though they're here to stay Oh, I believe in yesterday
Suddenly I'm not half the man I used to be.
There's a shadow hanging over me.
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.
yesterday.
Such an easy game to play Now I need a place to hide away Or I believe in yesterday Yes
There's
orchestra.
the stars for November the music of their it is great the music of
music up
Darkness falls before the dawn Of dreams that vanished with the moon The summer's warmth has slipped away The trees stand bare against the sky And evening's steep
Where summer's tender moments lie And every sunset brings the pain of watching
to sing and somewhere in our...
No extra can ever repay the joys that once ended.
The summer...
The branches of the trees are bare The smell of burning leaves is in the air November twilight Steals across my heart
At five o'clock the streets are dark Across the empty bend stand in the park November twilight Softly falls again
you could hear a voice if one were called
Across the dark pavilion of my heart And then I miss you most Miss you with the ache of love
Engage November
Must you stay?
the day that
It's over
There's a chill in every breeze And the ghosts are out in Wisconsin Drifting through the autumn trees There's a pumpkin on the doorstep
There's a bullet.
Who keeps asking?
Trick or treat some more.
Out in Richland Center, where the wooded hills grow dark.
the skies of blue remember dressed as pirates which is cowboys kings and queens when the neighbors gave us apples and the porches glowed with scenes when the chilly wind of october made us hurry through the night and we hurried home with candy to the warm and golden light now the years have come and wandered and the children all
puts a lid.
I'm a big Vincent Price fan.
I always have been.
He's probably one of the best-known actors, probably in the entire world.
And we talked with him the last time.
He's here about being like stereotyped in movies.
He's always the villain and been most successful at it.
And off-screen, when he's not acting, he has a great variety of interests.
Art, of course, is one of them.
He has a beautiful book called The Treasury of American Art.
And he's newest...
You know, I'm really a fan of yours.
That's very kind of you indeed, Vincent.
Thank you.
You know, I saw one of your pictures last night.
Did you really?
Yes.
What a coincidence.
I saw you the night before.
Tell me, was that your last picture?
I hope not.
People scream about the team of car and price Although we're as nice as they're indeed My buddy and me They're just the two of us And we'll be always traveling on The two of us There's lots of boring pictures for the two of us He used to shine his Frankenstein and I was the fly
They forced us to die every time To pay for the crime They killed the two of us But we'll be always traveling on And late in the evening we come out and play A couple of monsters on their merry way We go to the graveyard for a corpse or two So treat this kinder you may find and make
One is you.
Nice to know you've still got it.
Was the night after Halloween a terrible sight?
The ghosts had gone home and the goblins took flight.
The pumpkins looked weary, the witches were gone, and the skeletons wondered what it was they'd done wrong.
The candy had vanished, every wrapper was tossed.
The kids counted treasures and dad checked the cost Young Billy ate chocolate until he turned green Then declared that he'd never eat candy again The front porch was littered with cobwebs and leaves And a spider was tangled in somebody's sleeves A ghost in the attic complained of a chill While a vampire went hunting for breakfast until He discovered the neighbors had locked every door And the garlic they'd hung was still strung by the
He grumbled, this holiday's lost all its charm.
I can't bite a soul with that stuff on their arm.
The witch took her broomstick to fly through the town.
But the batteries died and she crash landed down.
Her black cat just laughed as she sat with a flop and said, next year Hazel, you should pilot a mop.
The mummy unwrapped himself, strip after strip.
But he tripped on his bandages and did a neat flip.
face first in a puddle of goo and looking like something the dog wouldn't chew.
The werewolf was shaving the hair from his chin when he noticed his whiskers were growing again.
He sighed at the
oh what can I do?
I'll need a whole case load of barbisole too.
By dawn all the monsters were ready for bed with cobwebs for pillows and sheets of blood red.
They'd scared all
First of November, first you hear a strange little giggle or howl in your ear.
Don't worry or scream.
Don't run down the street.
The monsters are eating your leftover treats.
And next year
they'll prom-
Listen to aggravating rhythm.
That's the way the devil takes our lending.
Take a quick break.
Be right back.
Trumpets all are pumping.
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If I were the devil
If I were the Prince of Darkness, I'd want to engulf the whole world in darkness, and I'd have a third of its real estate and four-fifths of its population, but I wouldn't be happy until I had seized the ripest apple on the tree.
The.
So I'd set about however necessary to take over the United States.
I'd subvert the churches first.
I'd begin with a campaign of whispers.
With the wisdom of a serpent, I would whisper to you as I whispered to Eve.
Do as you please.
To the young I would whisper that the Bible is a myth.
I would convince them that man created God instead of the other way around.
I would confide that what's bad is good and what's good is square.
And the old I would teach to pray after me.
Our father, which art in Washington.
And then I'd get organized.
I'd educate authors in...
how to make lurid literature exciting so that anything else would appear dull and uninteresting.
I'd threaten TV with dirtier movies, and vice versa.
I'd peddle narcotics to whom I could.
I'd sell alcohol to ladies and gentlemen of distinction.
I'd tranquilize the rest with pills.
If I were the devil, I'd soon have families at war with themselves, churches at war with themselves, and nations at war with themselves, until each in its turn was consumed.
And with promises of higher ratings,
I'd have mesmerizing media fanning the flames.
If I were the devil, I would encourage schools to refine young intellects but neglect to discipline emotions just let those run wild.
Until before you knew it, you'd have to have drug snipping dogs and metal detectors at every schoolhouse door.
Within a decade, I'd have prisons overflowing.
I'd have judges promoting pornography.
Soon I could evict God from the courthouse.
then from the schoolhouse, and then from the houses of Congress.
And in his own churches, I would substitute psychology for religion and DFI science.
I would lure priests and pastors into misusing boys and girls and church money.
If I were the devil, I'd make the symbol of Easter and egg and the symbol of Christmas a bottle.
If I were the devil, I'd take from those who have and give to those who wanted until I had killed the incentive of the ambitious.
What'll you bet?
I couldn't get whole states to promote gambling as the way to get rich.
I would caution against extremes in hard work, in patriotism, in moral conduct.
I would convince the young that marriage is old-fashioned, that swinging is more fun, that what you see on TV is the way to be.
And thus I could undress you in public.
And I could lure you into bed with diseases for which there is no cure.
In other words, if I were the devil, I'd just keep right on doing what he's doing.
A furnace room, Sammy speaking.
Sammy, this is Chelsea.
Hi, baby.
You remember the man that you've been watching?
But why don't you keep insisting he's a hot prospect?
Yeah?
Well, I've got him here on the monitor, and you were right.
Really?
He's exactly what you've been waiting for.
Can you come right now?
Oh, honey, if I come up there now and Lucifer catches me, I'm going to be in all kinds of trouble.
Oh, honey, you can't get in more trouble than what you're all right now.
that you stole from the sky it's that old devil moon in your eye you and your glance make this romance too hot to handle stars in the night blazing their light can hold a candle to your razzle dazzle you've got me flying high and wide on a magic carpet ride full of butterflies in
What a croon, what a laugh like a loon.
It's that old devil moon in your eyes.
Just when I think I'm as free as a duck.
that you stole from the skies it's that old devil moon in your eyes you and your glance make this romance too hot to handle stars in the night blazing their light can't hold a candle to your razzle dazzle you've got me flying high and wide on a magic carpet ride full of butterfly
Wanna croon, wanna laugh like a loon It's that old devil moon in your eyes Just when I think I'm free as a gu-
I'll sell my soul to be a star.
Devil, did you hear that?
I'll sell my soul to be...
All right, let's get down to business, devil.
See, I wanna... I wanna... I wanna sell you my soul and a shame for you making me a big starter, okay?
Not so fast, not so fast.
It's not that easy anymore.
Times are very tough.
A lot of people are asking for help.
I'll tell you what I will do.
I will put you on the waiting list.
The waiting list?
I'm offering you my immortal soul in exchange for making me a star.
You're gonna put my soul on a waiting list?
My
soul on a waiting list?
It's not just you.
Don't you understand?
The whole soul business is...
Depressed.
In fact, some souls were not taking anymore.
Oh, wait a minute.
Now, you're not running for president, are you?
Because I'm up to my tail on those.
I'm getting those souls at a discount.
Hey, now,
come on.
Come on.
Do I look like I'd be running for president?
No, you look like you've already been president.
Hey, look at Devil.
You can call me Satan.
Look at Satan.
I'm in show business, and I want fame.
Uh-huh.
I want no to riot.
I want to be at the top of the heap.
I want... I want
my own
television show.
Not a chance, not for a whole soul.
Some guys only do half souls, you know?
was not
was not enough
That's six expressions.
Sweet is pie to tough is leather.
And that's six expressions more than all them.
Baramos put together.
Instead of just kicking me, why don't they give me a lift?
Well, it must be a plot, because they're scared that I got such a gift.
Well, I'm miffed, cause I'm the greatest star.
by far.
Listen kid, I know I'd be divine because I'm a natural coffer.
Some ain't got it, not a lump.
I'm a great big clump of talent.
Laugh.
They'll bend in half.
Do you have a story about the traveling salesman?
of ginger and jazz.
Peggy King, the singer American New as Pretty Perky Peggy King, has died at 96.
She passed away on Sunday, October 25th, 2026 at the Saunders House Assisted Living Facility in Winwood, Pennsylvania after a long battle with Alzheimer's disease.
Her publicist, Alan Iker, confirmed her death, and we remember a star who lit up radio, records, film, and television.
She was born on February 16, 1930, in Greensburg, Pennsylvania, and she was raised in Ohio, where she graduated from Ravenna High School.
Her gift showed itself early.
As a young singer, she began performing on radio in Cleveland, and in the evenings, she sang at the nightclub of the Cleveland Hotel.
Night after night, far from Hollywood, a determined young woman with a clear, joyful voice was building the career of a lifetime.
That Cleveland start led to the road and to the great dance bands of the era.
Peggy King toured nationally.
fronting the big bands of Charlie Spivak, Ray Anthony, and Ralph Flanagan.
In the big band years, the singer stood out front and the whole room listened.
Traveling from town to town, she learned to win any audience.
By the early 1950s, Hollywood was ready to come
calling.
She was inducted into the Broadcast Pioneers Hall of Fame.
Two honors, 50 years apart, bookend a career that television's pioneers chose to celebrate.
After nearly 30 years away from the spotlight, she made a joyful cabaret comeback in the 2010s, delighting audiences who had never forgotten her and winning new ones.
Her last album, Songs a la King, was released in 2016, a singer in her 80s still sharing the music she loved.
is descending.
The stars above have promised to meet us tomorrow
You better go.
I want you so now You have the lips I love to touch You better go now
of the stars with Lugani
Now's the time to say
E.Y.
M.O.U.
To say goodbye To all our company Him I see
Hey.
Jimmy
In the next birth, I say, no, I can stay here for another few hours.
How about you?
No?
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