Act One / Disc One
- "Close to it All" – 2:01
- Medley: "Note to Self: Don't Die / Flamingo / When Doves Cry" – 5:23
- "Opening Remarks" (Monologue) – 2:32
- "Why" – 4:05
- "Hoochie Coochie" (Monologue) – 4:35
- "Sex Bomb" – 3:11
- "Yasaweh" (Monologue) – 9:48
- "Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You?" – 4:28
- "The Saddest Day of My Life" (Monologue) – 11:00
- "A Lover Spurned" – 5:39
- "Bored, Bored, Bored" (Monologue) – 6:54
- "The Windmills of My Mind" – 5:45
- "I Was Meant for the Stage" – 3:45
- "No Children - 3:07
- "Rainbow Connection" – 3:36
Act Two / Disc Two
- "Piña Colada Song" – 1:13
- "Institutionalized" – 5:59
- "Jazz" (Monologue) – 0:39
- "The Paris Match" – 5:16
- "I've Got to Go to Vietnam" (Monologue) – 6:46
- "The Revolution Medley: The Revolution Will Not Be Televised / Release Yo' Self / Lose Yourself / Once in a Lifetime" – 5:05
- "Dominique" – 3:13
- "Show Business Martyrs" (Monologue) – 9:20
- "The Thin Ice" – 1:40
- "Love Will Tear Us Apart" – 3:17
- "Temptation" – 4:36
- Medley: "Love Is a Battlefield / Total Eclipse of the Heart / Turn, Turn, Turn / You Turn Me On (I'm a Radio) / The Second Coming" – 7:31
- "Those Were the Days" – 7:16
- "Tonight's the Kind of Night" – 7:01
- "Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space" – 1:36
- "Running Up that Hill" – 5:28
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