Elton John – The Million Dollar Piano

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[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ["The Bitch Is Back"] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] I was justified when I was five Raising Cain, I spit in your eye Times are changing, now the poor get fat But the fever's gonna get you When the bitch gets back Oh, oh, oh Eat meat on a Friday that's alright I even like steak on a Saturday night I can bitch the best at your social dos I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue Oh, oh, oh I am a bitch, I'm a bitch Oh, the bitch is back I am stone cold sober as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch, I am better than you It is the way that I move the things that I do Oh, oh, oh I entertain by picking brains Sell my soul by dropping names I don't like those my God, what's that Oh, it's full of nasty habits When the bitch gets back I am a bitch, I'm a bitch Oh, the bitch is back I am stone cold sober as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch, I am better than you It is the way that I move the things that I do Oh, oh, oh [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Oh, yeah I am a bitch, I'm a bitch Oh, the bitch is back I am stone cold sober as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch, I am better than you It is the way that I move the things that I do Oh, oh, oh Bitch, bitch The bitch is back Bitch, bitch The bitch is back Bitch, bitch The bitch is back Bitch, bitch The bitch is back Yeah Bitch, bitch The bitch is back [UNINTELLIGIBLE] Bitch, bitch The bitch is back [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [INAUDIBLE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ["Bennie and the Jets"] Hey kids shake it loose together The spotlight's hitting something That's been known to change the weather We'll kill the fatted calf Tonight so stick around You're gonna hear electric music Solid walls of sound Candy and Ronnie have you seen them yet Oh, but they're so spaced out B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Oh, but they're weird and they're wonderful Oh, Bennie she's really keen She's got electric boots, a mohair suit I read it in a magazine Oh, oh Bennie and the Jets Hey kids why don't you plug into the faithless Maybe they're blinded But Bennie makes them ageless We shall survive, let us take ourselves along Where we fight our parents Out in the streets To find who's right and who's wrong Candy and Ronnie have you seen them yet Oh, but they're so spaced out B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Oh, but they're weird and they're wonderful Oh, Bennie she's really keen She's got electric boots, a mohair suit I read it in a magazine Oh, oh B-Bennie and the Jets Oh, yeah Candy and Ronnie have you seen them yet Oh, oh, oh, oh, but they're so spaced out B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Oh, but they're weird and they're wonderful Oh, Bennie she's really keen She's got electric boots, a mohair suit I read it in a magazine Oh, oh Bennie and the Jets Bennie AUDIENCE: Bennie!

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Bennie and the Jets Jets Yeah Oh, yeah Bennie and the Jets [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [INAUDIBLE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ELTON: Thank you very much, good evening and welcome to the Colosseum at Caesars Palace.

Before I carry on, I'd like to acknowledge the people in the audience because for me, I sit here on this stage and you think I can see everything that goes on but I don't see anything that goes on behind me on the screen, or the scenery moving and I certainly don't see much of you guys.

So I want to first of all say hello to the people on the top balcony, good evening guys.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Thank you...

The people in the first balcony.

Yeah.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] And the people on the floor.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Thank you all for buying a ticket to the show.

We really appreciate it.

It's lovely to be back here, I was here for five years with the Red Piano and I'm here with the Million Dollar Piano.

Anyway, this is a song from the album Honky Chteau.

["Rocket Man"] She packed my bags last night, pre-flight Zero hour, nine a.m. I'm gonna be high As a kite by then I miss the Earth so much, I miss my wife It's lonely out in space On such a timeless flight And I think it's gonna be a long, long time Till touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Oh, I'm a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone And I think it's gonna be a long, long time Till touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home I'm a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids In fact, it's cold as hell And there's no one there to raise them If you did And all this science, hah, I don't understand It's just my job five days a week A rocket man Rocket Man And I think it's gonna be a long, long time Till touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Oh, I'm a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone And I think it's gonna be a long, long time Till touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Oh, I am a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone And I think it's gonna be a long, long time I think it's gonna be a long, long time I think it's gonna be a long, long time I think it's gonna be a long, long time I think it's gonna be A long, long time [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Thank you so much.

This next song comes from the album Madman Across The Water and is called "Levon."

Levon wears his war wound like a crown He calls his child Jesus 'Cause he likes the name And he sends him to the finest school in town Levon, Levon likes his money He makes a lot they say Spends his days counting In a garage by the motorway He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas day When the New York Times said "God is dead And the war's begun" Alvin Tostig has a son today And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon In tradition with the family plan And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man He shall be Levon Levon sells cartoon balloons in town His family business thrives Jesus, he blows up balloons all day Sits on the porch swing watching them fly Jesus he wants to go to Venus Leaving Levon far behind Take a balloon and go sailing While Levon, Levon slowly dies He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas day When the New York Times said "God is dead And the war's begun" Alvin Tostig has a son today And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon In tradition with the family plan And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon In tradition with the family plan And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon He shall be Levon He shall be, he shall be He shall be Levon He shall be, he shall be He shall be Levon He shall be, he shall be He shall be Levon He shall be, he shall be He shall be Levon Yeah He shall be, he shall be He shall be Levon He shall be, he shall be He shall be Levon He shall be, he shall be He shall be Levon He shall be, he shall be He shall be Levon Yeah [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [INAUDIBLE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] We're going to continue with a- a song from the album Madman but before I do, I'd like to introduce you to my co-star, my wonderful piano here.

Some piano, this, it's- You know, it not only it plays the piano, when I touch it... There's a washing machine and spin drier back here.

[LAUGHTER] Just in case something accidental happens at my age.

When you're near 65, you never know, anyway... [LAUGHTER AND APPLAUSE] I have five black nine- feet Yamaha pianos scattered around the world for when I tour, and they all have women's names who play the piano.

For example there's an Aretha after Aretha Franklin, who is the most underrated piano player.

There's a Diana after my dearest friend Diana Krall.

There's a Nina after my favorite artist Nina Simone.

And there are two pianos named after British piano players who, when I was growing up as little boy, I idolized.

One is called Kay for Kay Cavendish, and the other for Winifred Atwell, who was a beautiful Barbadian lady or Bajan lady, as they say, who had two pianos, a black one and an upright.

And I thought that was so grand, she said, "Now, I'm going to go to my other piano."

I thought that was incredibly impressive at the age of about five years of age.

So, anyway, they are my pianos scattered around the world and of course, I had the red piano here which was called Nikita.

So I had to think of a name for this one.

And funnily enough, Madonna did not make the cut.

[LAUGHTER AND CHEERING] Nearly, but not quite.

So, anyway, we thought about it and we decided that the piano was going to be called Blossom.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Blossom is named after a brilliant American jazz pianist and singer called Blossom Dearie, who- if you ever get the chance to listen to, go and investigate her.

She is not with us anymore, but she's fantastic.

Anyway, so this piano is pretty special.

For example, if I go like this... [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] It tells you what album it comes from.

If I play you this... ["Daniel"] You know what song it is because there's a plane taking off.

Pretty good, huh?

We're just waiting for sponsorship from one of the airlines to just, you know, fulfill our coffers a little more.

And Kiki Dee, bless her heart, Kiki my dear friend, who is the same age as me and will be on the 4th of March... the same age as me.

She's never been to Vegas, but now she has.

["Don't Go Breaking My Heart"] Don't go breaking my heart... Good evening, Kik.

Now, Yamaha, in their infinite wisdom, made this piano with a glass top.

And they came up with the idea, if I was bored... Now how would I be bored playing for your guys, I mean it's ridiculous.

But, anyway, they s- in this part of the piano here, which you can't see, is an aquarium.

[LAUGHTER] So, it's a pretty wonderful piano.

Thank you for Yamaha for doing it for me, and I will be having sex with it later.

[LAUGHTER] You didn't know that included in the price of the ticket is me having sex with the piano.

Okay, this is for all the beautiful ladies in the audience tonight, and it goes like this... ["Tiny Dancer"] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Blue jean baby L.A. lady Seamstress for the band Pretty eyed Pirate smile You'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her Dancing in the sand And now she's in me Always with me Tiny dancer in my hand Jesus freaks out on the street Handing tickets out for God Turning back But she just laughs The boulevard is not that bad Piano man, he makes his stand In the auditorium Looking on She sings the songs The words she knows the tune she hums But, oh, how it really feels lying here With no one near only you And you can hear me When I say softly Slowly Hold me closer tiny dancer And count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Hold me closer tiny dancer And count the headlights on the highway And lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby L.A. lady Seamstress for the band Pretty eyed A pirate smile You'll marry a music man Ballerina, oh, oh you must have seen her She was dancing in the sand And now she's in me Always with me Tiny dancer in my hand But, oh, how it really feels lying here With no one near only you And you can hear me When I say softly Slowly Hold me closer tiny dancer And count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Hold me closer tiny dancer And count the headlights on the highway And lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today It's for all you dancers.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] I've been writing with Bernie Taupin, my lyricist, it's our 46th year, this year.

And it's been an amazing partnership.

And, some of you will probably know how we write, but most of you probably don't.

I- I get a lyric from him, in the old days it was hand written and then it was typed, and then it was faxed, and now it's emailed.

And I go into another room and I write the song.

We've never been in the same room ever when we've written a song, and- that's led to many happy memories because, you know, it's so exciting when you finish a song and you really think you've done a great job to the lyric and you call him in and he- he really likes it.

And, that's never faded, from the minute we first started writing up to the present day.

And there are many memorable songs that I can remember writing: "Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me" in Colorado, at 8 o'clock in the morning.

I'll always remember that one.

And hauling him out of bed to go and listen to it.

But the one that sticks in my mind most is when we were living with my parents in North London, in their- in their flat- their apartment, and he gave me this lyric.

This was very early on in our relationship.

And we'd written some songs before, and we'd- we'd written some nice songs, but not really any great ones, I didn't think.

Anyway, he gave me this lyric and I went into the living room, sat down at the piano and read the lyric.

and was blown away by the fact that a 17-year- old could come up with something so poignant and so beautiful, and I wrote the song very quickly.

And I would not have had the life I've had, the career I've had, I wouldn't be here talking to you about it if it wasn't for this song.

["Your Song"] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] It's a little bit funny This feeling inside I'm not one of those who can easily hide I don't have much money But boy if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live If I was a sculptor But then again, no Or a man who makes potions in a... A travelling show I know it's not much but it's the best I can do My gift is my song and this one's for you And you can tell everybody This is your song It may be quite simple but Now that it's done Hope you don't mind, hope you don't mind That I put down in words How wonderful life is While you're in the world I sat on the roof And kicked off the moss Well a few of the verses Oh, they've got me quite cross But the Sun's been quite kind While I wrote this song It's for people like you that keep it turned on So excuse me forgetting But these things I do You see I've forgotten If they're green or they're blue Anyway the thing is what I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen And you could tell everybody This is your song It may be quite simple but Now that it's done Hope you don't mind, hope you don't mind That I put down in words How wonderful life is While you are in the world I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind That I put down in words How wonderful life is While you are in the world That's your song.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [INAUDIBLE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] I've also played so many memorable shows in so many different parts of the world, but one really sticks out in my mind.

And it was the concert for 9/11 at Madison Square Garden in New York City.

A group of artists came together to pay tribute to the stoic people of New York, the fallen, the standing, the rescuers and the American people in general.

And it was a privilege to be there and to be a part of it.

But it was also a bit of a conundrum, what was I going to play?

What would be a fitting song?

And obviously "Crocodile Rock" was not an option, "Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting"...

It was difficult and then I suddenly realized that I'd written a song about New York on the Honky Chteau record.

And the song's called "Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters," and I thought, "I am going to sing that."

And- It was a good choice and it was an evening that anyone who played there will never forget.

So, here it is... And now I know Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say Now I do But now I know that rose trees never grow In New York City Until you've seen this trash can dream come true You stand at the edge While people run you through And I thank the Lord There's people out there like you I thank the Lord there's people out there like you While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers Turn around and say good morning to the night For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why They know not if it's dark outside or light This Broadway's got It's got a lot of songs to sing If I knew the tunes I might join in I'll go my way alone I grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown In New York City Subway's no way For a good man to go down Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown And I thank the Lord For the people I have found I thank the Lord for the people I have found While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers Turn around and say good morning to the night For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why They know not if it's dark outside or light And now I know Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say I thought I knew Now I know the rose trees never grow In New York City Until you've seen this trash can dream come true You stand at the edge While people run you through And I thank the Lord There's people out there like you I thank the Lord there's people out there like you While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers Turn around and say good morning to the night For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why They know not if it's dark outside or light For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why They know not if it's dark outside or light Oh, yeah.

New York!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] During this segment of the show, I wanted to focus on some numbers that weren't that well known and that we don't normally play in a place like Caesars Palace, but they are good songs.

And, this next song I've always loved playing, it's from the album Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy.

And it's called "Better Off Dead."

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] There was a face on a hoarding That someone had drawn on And just enough time for the night To pass by without warning Away in the distance There's a blue flashing light Someone's in trouble somewhere tonight As the flickering neon stands ready to fuse Oh, the wind blows away all of yesterday's news Well they've locked up their daughters And they battened the hatches They always could find us But they never could catch us Through the grease streaked windows Of an all night cafe We watched the arrested get taken away And that cigarette haze has ecology beat As the whores and the drunks Filed in from the street 'Cause the steams in the boiler The coals in the fire If you ask how I am Then I'll just say inspired If the thorn of a rose is the thorn in your side Then you're better off dead If you haven't yet died O-o-o-oh O-o-o-oh O-o-o-oh Oh, oh, oh A-a-a-ah A-a-a-ah La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la 'Cause the steams in the boiler The coals in the fire If you ask how I am then I'll just say inspired If the thorn of a rose is the thorn in your side Then you're better off dead If you haven't yet died Better off dead, better off dead Better off dead, better off dead Better off dead, better off dead Better off dead, better off dead [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Ray Cooper.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] One of the brilliant things about writing to Bernie's lyrics is when you see a lyric on a page, it's like a little movie.

He's a great storyteller, and this particular song, when I got the lyric, I thought it was like a two-and-a-half-hour movie.

It became a six-and-a- half-minute song.

And it tells the story about the demise of the American Indian.

And the song is called "Indian Sunset."

As I awoke this evening With the smell of wood smoke clinging Like a gentle cobweb hanging Upon a painted teepee Oh, I went to see my chieftain With my warlance and my woman For he told us that the yellow moon Would very soon be leaving This I can't believe I said I can't believe our warlord's dead Oh, he would not leave the chosen ones To the buzzards And the soldiers' guns Oh, great father of the Iroquois Ever since I was young I've read the writing of the smoke And breast fed on the sound of drums I've learned to hurl the tomahawk And ride a painted pony wild To run the gauntlet of the Sioux To make a chieftain's daughter mine And now you ask that I should watch The red man's race be slowly crushed What kind of words are these to hear From Yellow Dog Whom white man fears I take only what is mine Lord My pony, my squaw and my child I can't stay to see you die Along with my tribe's pride I go to search for the yellow moon And the fathers of our sons Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold And the healing waters run Trampling down the prairie rose Leaving hoof tracks in the sand Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands I heard from passing renegades Geronimo was dead He'd been laying down His weapons when They filled him full of lead And now there seems no reason why I should carry on In this land that once was my land I can't find a home It's lonely and it's quiet And the horse soldiers are coming And I think it's time I strung my bow And ceased my senseless running For soon I'll find the yellow moon Along with my loved ones Where the buffaloes graze in the clover fields Without the sound of guns And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Comes with a bullet hole Oh!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Thank you, thank you.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Thank you so much.

Thank you.

Thank you.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] During my life, I've had the fortune to meet some people outside of music, that have encouraged me to do better things with my life.

People like Lech Walesa, in Poland, Archbishop Tutu and Nelson Mandela, in South Africa, Princess Diana, in England, [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] the wonderful Ryan White in Indianapolis, United States.

And this wonderful lady who passed away last year, who got me off my backside and decided to do something positive with my life.

And it was her leadership and her voice that did it.

She spoke up at a time when it was very unfashionable, she spoke the truth, she had no fear, and she saved millions of life- lives by setting up amfAR, the great American charity for people living with HIV and AIDS.

You know who I mean, she was the greatest actress, she was the most beautiful woman and I wanted to do a song to remember her by because she had such a fantastic influence on me.

So this one's for you, Elizabeth.

Blue eyes Baby's got blue eyes Like a deep blue sea On a blue, blue day Blue eyes Baby's got blue eyes When the morning comes I'll be far away And I say Blue eyes holding back the tears Holding back the pain Baby's got blue eyes And she's alone Again Blue eyes Baby's got blue eyes Like a clear blue sky Watching over me Blue eyes Oh, I love those eyes When I'm by her side Where I long to be I will see Blue eyes laughing in the sun Laughing in the rain Baby's got blue eyes And I am home Again Blue eyes laughing in the sun Laughing in the rain Baby's got blue eyes And I am home Again, yeah Oh, yeah.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] The great Elizabeth Taylor.

["Goodbye Yellow Brick Road"] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] When are you gonna come down When are you going to land I should have stayed on the farm I should have listened to my old man You know you can't hold me forever I didn't sign up with you I'm not a present for your friends to open This boy's too young to be singing The blues O-o-o-h O-o-o-h So goodbye yellow brick road Where the dogs of society howl You can't plant me in your penthouse I'm going back to my plough Back to the howling, old owl in the woods Hunting the horny back toad Oh, I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick road O-o-o-h O-o-o-h Oh What do you think you'll do then I bet they'll shoot down your plane It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics To set you on your feet again Or maybe you'll get a replacement There's plenty like me to be found Mongrels who ain't got a penny Sniffing for tidbits like you On the ground O-o-o-h O-o-o-h So goodbye yellow brick road Where the dogs of society howl You can't plant me in your penthouse I'm going back to my plough Back to the howling, old owl in the woods Hunting the horny back toad Oh, I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick road O-o-o-o-h O-o-o-o-h Oh [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Follow the road, Vegas.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Thank you.

["I Guess That's Why They Call It the Blues"] Don't wish it away Don't look at it like it's forever Between you and me I could honestly say That things can only get better And while I'm away Dust out the demons inside And it won't be long Before you and me run To the place in our hearts Where we hide And I guess that's why they call it the blues Time on my hands Could be time spent with you Laughing like children Living like lovers Rolling like thunder Under the covers And I guess that's why they call it the blues Stare into space Picture my face in your hands Live for each second Without hesitation And never forget I'm your man Wait on me girl Cry in the night if it helps Oh, but more than ever I simply love you More than I love life itself I guess that's why they call it the blues Time on my hands Could be time spent with you Laughing like children Living like lovers Rolling like thunder Under the covers I guess that's why they call it the blues All right!

Do-do-do-do-do-do, o-o-o-o-h Do-do-do-do-do-do Wait on me girl O-o-o-o-h Cry in the night if it helps But more than ever I simply love you More than I love life itself I guess that's why they call it the blues Time on my hands Could be time spent with you Laughing like children Living like lovers Rolling like thunder Under the covers I guess that's why they call it the blues Laughing like children Oh, yeah Living like lovers I guess that's why they call it the blues Laughing like children, living like lovers I guess that's why they call it the blues O-o-o-o-h I guess that's why they call it That's why they call it The blues, yeah Oh, yeah That's why they call it the blues, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah That's why they call it That's why they call it That's why they call it Why they call it The blues, yeah Yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah That's why they call it the blues That's why they call it the blues That's why they call it the blues That's why they call it That's why they call it the blues Blues, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah All right!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] It's an amazing life, and a privilege to be able to play music for you people.

And don't think I am not grateful but it is even more of a privilege to be able to play it with the musicians and the singers I have on stage with me.

And I am gonna give you a one-by-one introduction to all of them, and you've got to give them a big Las Vegas reception.

First of all, the ladies.

Good evening, ladies.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] My little red devils up there.

On the left hand side, the fabulous Tata Vega.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] A member of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in her own right, she was a founder member of Sly and the Family Stone, Rose Stone!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] The fabulous Jean Witherspoon!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] And the beautiful lady with the amazing high voice, Lisa Stone!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] We have two new members of the band and they are an act in their own right, we are just so lucky that they chose to play with us they are called the 2Cellos!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] And, they are from Croatia.

And they are incredibly talented and incredibly young, which is great because it lowers the average age of the band by 30 years.

[LAUGHTER] So thank you, guys.

On the right-hand side, Stjepan Hauser.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] And on the left-hand side Luka Sulic!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] On drums, percussion and vocals, John Mahon!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] On keyboards, Kim Bullard!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] On bass guitar and vocals, Bob Birch!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] On percussion- this is someone you don't want to meet in a dark alley after the show.

[LAUGHTER] On percussion, the incredible Ray Cooper.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] An original member of the Elton John Band from 1969, on drums and vocals, playing and singing better than ever, originally from England, now living in Los Angeles, Nigel Olsson!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] And last but not least, on guitar and vocals, someone who joined the band 40 years ago.

An original member of the Elton John Band he wasn't, but he joined soon afterwards.

He was actually a member of the Scottish super group Toots & the Fruits.

[LAUGHTER] Davey Johnstone!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ["Don't Let the Sun Go Down on Me"] I can't light No more of your darkness All my pictures Seem to fade to black and white I'm growing tired And time stands still before me Frozen here On the ladder of my life It's too late To save myself from falling I took a chance And changed your way of life But you misread My meaning when I met you Closed the door And left me blinded By the light Don't let the Sun go down on me Although I search myself It's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life To wander free But losing everything Is like the Sun going down On me I can't find Oh, the right romantic line But see me once And see the way I feel Don't discard me Just because you think I mean you harm But these cuts I have They need love To help them heal Don't let the Sun go down on me Although I search myself It's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life To wander free But losing everything Is like the Sun going down on me Don't let the Sun Go down on me Although I search myself It's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life To wander free But losing everything Is like the Sun going down On me [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [INAUDIBLE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ["Philadelphia Freedom"] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] I used to be a rolling stone you know If the cause was right I'd leave to find the answer on the road I used to be a heart beating for somebody Oh, but the times have changed The less I say the more my work gets done I live and breathe Philadelphia freedom, yeah From the day that I was born I've waved the flag Philadelphia freedom Took me knee- high to a man Oh, yeah Gave me peace of mind my daddy never had Philadelphia freedom shine on me I love you, shine a light Through the eyes of the ones left behind Shine a light, shine a light Shine a light, shine a light Philadelphia freedom I love you Ooh, yes I do If you choose to, you can live your life alone Some people choose the city Some others choose the good old family home Some others choose the good old family home I like living easy without family ties Till the whippoorwill of freedom zapped me Right between the eyes I live and breathe Philadelphia freedom, yeah From the day that I was born I've waved the flag Philadelphia freedom took me knee-high to a man Oh, yeah Gave me peace of mind my daddy never had Philadelphia freedom shine on me I love you, shine a light Through the eyes of the ones left behind Shine a light, shine a light Oh, yeah Shine a light, shine a light Philadelphia freedom I love you Yes I do Oh yes, I do, yeah Philadelphia freedom shine on me I love you, yeah, shine a light Through the eyes of the ones left behind Shine a light, shine a light Oh yeah, shine a light Shine a light Philadelphia freedom I love you Don't you know I love you Don't you know I love you, love you, love you Yes I do Philadelphia freedom I love you, love you, love you, yes I do Philadelphia freedom I love you, love you, love, yes I do Philadelphia freedom I love you, love you, love, yes I do Philadelphia freedom [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [INAUDIBLE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ["I'm Still Standing"] You could never know what I like Your blood like winter freezes just like ice And there's a cold lonely light That shines from you You'll wind up like the wreck You hide behind that mask you use And did you think this fool could never win?

Well look at me I'm a-coming back again I got a taste of love in a simple way And if you need to know while I'm still standing You just fade away You know I'm still standing Better than I ever did Looking like a true survivor Feeling like a little kid I'm still standing after all this time Picking up the pieces of my life Without you on my mind I'm still standing Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm still standing Yeah, yeah, yeah Once I never could've hoped to win You're starting down the road leaving me again The threats you made were meant to cut me down And if our love was just a circus You'd be a clown by now You know, I'm still standing Better than I ever did Looking like a true survivor Feeling like a little kid I'm still standing after all this time Picking up the pieces of my life Without you on my mind I'm still standing Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm still standing Yeah, yeah, yeah You know that I'm still standing Better than I ever did, oh, oh Looking like a true survivor Feeling like a little kid I'm still standing after all this time Picking up the pieces of my life Without you on my mind I'm still standing Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm still standing Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm still standing Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm still standing Yeah, yeah, yeah [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [INAUDIBLE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ["Crocodile Rock"] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Ooh, yeah I remember when rock was young Me and Susie got in so much fun Holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy, a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock While the other kids were rocking 'round the clock We were hopping and bopping To the Crocodile Rock Well, Crocodile Rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time And I guess I never will Oh, lawdy mama those Friday nights When Susie wore her dresses tight And the Crocodile Rocking Was out of sight, all right AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la But the years went by and the rock just died Susie went and left me for some foreign guy Long nights crying by the record machine Dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans But they'll never kill the thrills we've got Burning up to the Crocodile Rock Learning fast as the weeks went past We really thought the Crocodile Rock would last Well, Crocodile Rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time And I guess, I never will Oh, lawdy mama those Friday nights When Susie wore her dresses tight Crocodile Rocking was out of sight, all right AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la [INAUDIBLE] AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la AUDIENCE: La, la, la, la, la I remember when rock was young Reginald Dixon had so much fun Holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy, a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock While the other kids were rocking 'round the clock We were hopping and bopping To the Crocodile Rock Well, Crocodile Rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time And I guess, I never will Oh, lawdy mama those Friday nights When Susie wore her dresses tight And the Crocodile Rocking Was out of sight, all right La, la, la, la, la Light cheese La, la, la, la, la Light cheese La, la, la, la, la La, oh, la, la, la, la, la Chopsticks La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la La, oh, la, la, la, la, la Oh, oh La, la, la, la, la [UNINTELLIGIBLE] La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, ooh, yeah [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ["Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting"] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] It's getting late have you seen my mates Tell me when the boys get here It's seven o'clock and I want to rock Want to get a belly full of beer My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys And my old lady she don't care My sister looks cute in her braces and boots A handful of grease in her hair Oh Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline Saturday night's alright for fighting Get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight Saturday night's the night I like Saturday night's alright, alright, alright Oh, oh, oh Well they're packed pretty tight In here tonight I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right I may use a little muscle to get what I need I may sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me" A couple of the sounds that I really like Are the sounds of a switchblade And a motorbike I'm a juvenile product of the working class Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass Oh I don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline Saturday night's alright for fighting Get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight 'Cause Saturday night's the night I like Saturday night's alright, alright, alright Oh, oh, oh Oh, yeah Ooh, yeah, don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline 'Cause Saturday night's alright for fighting You get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight 'Cause Saturday night's the night I like Saturday night's alright, alright, alright Yeah, yeah Come on, come on, come on Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, Saturday Saturday night's alright Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, Saturday Saturday night's alright, oh, yeah Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, yeah Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ["Circle of Life"] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Oh, oh, oh, oh Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Oh, oh Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Oh, oh, oh, oh Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Oh, oh Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala From the day we arrive on the planet And blinking step into the sun There's more to be see than can ever be seen More to do than can ever be done Some say eat or be eaten Some say live and let live But all are agreed as they join the stampede You should never take more than you give In the circle of life The wheel of fortune It's the leap of faith It's the band of hope Till we find our place On the path unwinding In the circle The circle of life Some of us fall by the wayside And some of us soar to the stars Yeah, and some of us sail through our troubles And some have to live with the scars There's far too much to take in here More to find than can ever be found But the Sun rolling high in the sapphire sky Keeps great and small on the endless round The circle of life The wheel of fortune It's the leap of faith It's the band of hope Till we find our place On the path unwinding In the circle In the circle of life The wheel of fortune, yeah It's the leap of faith It's the band of hope Till we find our place On the path unwinding In the circle In the circle of life On the path unwinding In the circle In the circle of life Yeah [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] ["Song for Guy"] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE] [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]