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  • 06-03-1974
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    The Day That Curly Billy Shot Down Crazy Sam McGee
    Composer(s): Allan Clarke
    Performer(s): The Hollies



    Big tall man standing in the street
    Gun hanging by his side
    Just one man that he'd like to meet
    That's when I began to hide

    I recognised him from the face of his son
    The hate in his eye didn't lie
    Oh what I did can't be undone
    Borrowed time there's none to buy

    Well I hid round the back of a derelict shack
    Ain't looking for a mad showdown
    But he was smart, he'd already checked
    A week in advance I'd paid down

    Well the hotel clerk was a fun-loving man
    The job he had it didn't pay
    He told all about what happened that night
    There he is, that's the one's all he'd say

    Well all the people were running, jumping, even thumping
    On my bad neighbours doors
    Crying curly billy silly with his colt he calls filly
    Let me in I gotta hide
    Well everybody was crying, sighing sam mcgee's dying
    No one to protect our town
    Curly billy silly with his colt he calls filly
    He's gonna shoot your sherriff down

    Big tall man standing in the street
    Now a hand hovering waiting to slide
    Drew out his gun it wasn't for fun
    Let me in there's nowhere to hide

    Well I made my play but it wasn't my day
    I felt the ripping lead
    That's when I knew my time was through
    Rest in peace were the last words he said

    Well all the people were running, jumping, even thumping
    On my bad neighbours doors
    Crying curly billy silly with his colt he calls filly
    Let me in I gotta hide
    Well everybody was crying, sighing sam mcgee's dying
    No one to protect our town
    Curly billy silly with his colt he calls filly
    He's gonna shoot your sherriff down

    Well all the people were running, jumping, even thumping
    On my bad neighbours doors
    Crying curly billy silly with his colt he calls filly
    Let me in I gotta hide
    Well everybody was crying, sighing sam mcgee's dying
    No one to protect our town
    Curly billy silly with his colt he calls filly
    He's gonna shoot your sherriff down



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    Carnival 2000
    Composer(s): Paddy McAloon
    Performer(s): Prefab Sprout



    Tonight let’s raise a glass my friend
    To those who couldn’t make it
    A century has shut it’s eyes
    And who are we to wake it?
    Cool music we play, dance and say
    Carnival 2000
    Lives come and go but life no denial
    Is always in style
    Welcome to
    Carnival 2000
    Loves come and go but love above all
    Is belle of the ball
    We ask for any wrong we’ve done
    The years ahead forgive us
    We ask for any good we’ve done
    That all of it outlive us
    Cool music we play, dance and say
    Carnival 2000
    Lives come and go but life no denial
    Is always in style
    Welcome to
    Carnival 2000
    Loves come and go but love above all
    Is belle of the ball
    Welcome to
    Carnival 2000
    Lives come and go but life no denial
    Is always in style
    Welcome to
    Carnival 2000
    Loves come and go but love above all
    Is belle of the ball



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    Five Short Minutes
    Composer(s): Jim Croce
    Performer(s): Jim Croce; The Ventures



    Well, she was standing by my dressing room after the show
    Asking for my autograph and asked if she could go
    Back to my motel room. But the rest is just a tragic tale
    Because five short minutes of lovin'
    Done brought me twenty long years in jail

    Well, like a fool in a hurry I took her to my room
    She casted me in plaster while I sang her a tune
    Then I said, "Ooh, ooee!" Sure was a tragic tale
    Because five short minutes of lovin'
    Done brought me twenty long years in jail

    Well, then a judge and a jury sat me in a room
    They say that robbin' the cradle is worse than robbin' the tomb
    Then I said "Ooh, ooee!" Sure was a tragic tale
    (Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!)
    Because five short minutes of lovin'
    Done brought me twenty long years in jail

    And when I get out of this prison gonna be forty-five
    I'll know I used to like to do it but I won't remember why
    (Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!)
    I'll say "Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic tale
    Because five short minutes of lovin'
    Done brought me twenty long years in jail

    Because five short minutes of lovin'
    Done brought me twenty long years in jail




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    05-03-1974
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    Day Of Jubilo
    Composer(s): Terry Gilkyson
    Performer(s): Guy Mitchell



    (Tell it to the preacher and the blessings flow
    Tell it to the teacher, but he don’t know)
    Tell it to the poor man under the hill
    Tell it to the rich man makin’ his will
    Tell it but you won’t know
    Till the day of Jubilo

    Oh the Devil, he makes it thunder
    Every time he hollers loud
    The sun draws up the water
    And it rains right through the clouds
    The eagle’s wings, they fly so high
    They cause the wind to blow
    Now the only thing that bogs my mind
    I wonder what makes it snow

    (Tell it to the preacher and the blessings flow
    Tell it to the teacher, but he don’t know)
    Tell it to the poor man under the hill
    Tell it to the rich man makin’ his will
    Tell it but you won’t know
    Till the day of Jubilo

    Oh, the sun sits up above me
    The Heavens are all aglow
    The Devil, he don’t love me
    Got a place that we all know
    The closer to the sun you climb
    The hotter it’s gonna grow
    Now the only thing that bogs my mind
    How did it get hot below

    (Tell it to the preacher and the blessings flow
    Tell it to the teacher, but he don’t know)
    Tell it to the poor man under the hill
    Tell it to the rich man makin’ his will
    Tell it but you won’t know
    Till the day of Jubilo

    I got my share of troubles
    Trouble runnin’ everywhere
    Blowin’ up like a bubble
    Gonna bust itself a fare
    Now I’ve got troubles of every kind
    Brother that ain’t the half
    The only thing that bogs my mind
    I wonder what makes me laugh

    (Tell it to the preacher, and the blessings flow
    Tell it to the teacher, but he don’t know)
    Tell it to the poor man under the hill
    Tell it to the rich man makin’ his will
    Tell it but you won’t know
    Till the day of Jubilo
    Till the day... of... Ju...bi...lo





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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Carnival
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    Carnival ((aka A Day in the Life of a Fool (Jack Jones) - 1966)) ((Adapted from: Manhã De Carnaval (Breno Mello) - 1959)) Composer(s): Luiz Bonfá - Antônio Maria Araújo de Morais - Hugo E. Peretti - Luigi Creatore - George David Weiss Performer(s): Perry Como - 1963 Versions In Other Languages: 1959 - La Chanson D'Orphée (Dalida) 1959 - La Canzone Di Orfeo (Dalida) 1960 - Yön Väistyessä (Vieno Kekkonen) 1970 - Das Glück Kam Zu Mir Wie Ein Traum (Alexandra) 1997 - Mañana De Carnaval (Manha Do Carnival) (Luis Miguel)



    I'll sing to the sun in the sky
    I'll sing `til the sun rises high
    Carnival time is here
    Magical time of year
    And as the time draws near
    Dreams lift my heart
    I'll sing as I play my guitar
    I'll cling to a dream from afar
    Will love come my way
    This Carnival day
    And stay here in my heart
    Will true love come my way
    On this Carnival day
    Or will I be alone with my dream



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Five Salted Peanuts
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    Five Salted Peanuts
    Composer(s): Charlie Abbott
    Performer(s): Tony Pastor



    I put a penny in the slot
    And all I ever got
    Was five salted peanuts

    I put all my money in
    But I don't ever win
    It's driving me nuts

    Those darn machines know how to count
    I always get the same amount

    I put a penny in the slot
    And all I ever got
    Was five salted peanuts




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    04-03-1974
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    De Wereld Rond
    Performer(s): Walter De Buck



    Wel vrienden dat doe mij plezier, zoveel volk alhier
    ‘t Is wellicht een jaar misschien, dat de mij nog hebt gezien
    Ge zult zeggen diene guit waar komt die were uit
    Wel ‘k benne ‘k ik ongegeneerd de wereld rond gevoyageerd

    Ik vaarde naar Amerika en deure ‘t kanaal van Panama
    Van Marseille naar Bordeaux en Rio de Janeiro
    Ik vaarde ook naar India en deure naar Australia
    tons were langs Portugal, de wereld rond, ja overal

    Het varen zit mij in het bloed, daarmee voele ‘k ik mij goed
    ‘k Voele mij thuis op elken boot, ‘t is iender klein of groot
    Als ik mij soms eenzaam voel, ge weet wel wa da’k ik bedoel
    Wel de meiskes zijn overal lief, ik vind altijd mijn gerief

    Maar nu heb ik een goed gedacht, al hadde dat nie van mij verwacht
    ‘k Ga nu nog ne kier op reis, luistert maar waarop da’k peis
    ‘k Ben de wereld rond geweest, ‘k heb van alles gezien
    Maar veel plaatsen zijn er misschien, die ‘k ik nog niet heb gezien

    Van Gent naar Schellebelle, van de Muide naar Melle
    Van Terdonk naar Meulestee en de vaart van Merendree
    Van d’Heirnisse naar Ekkergem, langs de coupure naar Wondelgem
    En zo blijve ‘k ik in Gent, en is mijn vrèwe ook content



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Carnevale
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    Carnevale Composer(s): M. Luberti - Riccardo Cocciante Riccardo Cocciante



    Un sorriso di più
    O una lacrima in più
    Mentre il tempo vola
    Prima il bene e poi il male
    Poi lo zucchero e il sale
    Seccano la gola

    Carnevale
    E comincia cosi la mia recita
    Salto fuori di questa mia scatola
    E la mia faccia ride già

    Carnevale
    Basterà che io suoni un'armonica
    Per riempire ogni cosa di musica
    E tutto quando passerà
    Oggi è festa se vuoi per consolarci
    E festa se vuoi per aiutarci a cambiare la realtà

    Un giorno di più
    E anche un giorno di meno
    Perché il tempo vola
    Il silenzio fa male
    Ma anche troppe parole
    Seccano la gola

    Carnevale
    Se la vita mi sembra un po' stupida
    Tolgo un asso da questa mia manica
    E tutto quanto cambierà

    Carnevale
    Se ogni giorno mi sembra più inutile
    Ballo fino a stancarmi anche l'anima
    Che poi domani si vedrà
    Oggi è festa se vuoi per consolarci
    È festa se vuoi per aiutarci a cambiare la realtà

    Carnevale
    Per ognuno di noi c'è una maschera
    Se nasconde un sorriso o una lacrima
    Io non lo dico ma lo so



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    Five O'Clock World
    Composer(s): Allen Reynolds
    Performer(s): The Vogues;
    and various other artists



    Up every mornin' just to keep a job
    I gotta fight my way through the hustling mob
    Sounds of the city poundin' in my brain
    While another day goes down the drain (yeah, yeah)

    But it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
    No one owns a piece of my time
    And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes
    Thinkin' that the world looks fine, yeah

    (Scat: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ...)

    Tradin' my time for the pay I get
    Livin' on money that I ain't made yet
    I've been goin' tryin' to make my way
    While I live for the end of the day (yeah, yeah)

    Cuz it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
    No one owns a piece of my time
    There's a long-haired girl who waits, I know
    To ease my troubled mind, yeah

    (Scat: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ...)

    In the shelter of her arms everything's OK
    When she talks then the world goes slippin' away
    And I know the reason I can still go on
    When every other reason is gone, (yeah, yeah)

    In my five o'clock world she waits for me
    Nothing else matters at all
    Cuz every time my baby smiles at me
    I know that's it's all worthwhile, yeah




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    03-03-1974
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    De Trein Naar Schellebelle
    Performer(s): Lou Sterda; Harry Silver Orkest - 1971
    Platenlabel: Monopole
    De achterkant van de single was "Krenten In De Pap"



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    Thank you.



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Carne De Cañón
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    Carne De Cañón
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Me confiesas tus dudas
    me dices que no sabes de qué va el Invento
    que esta broma pesada
    es obra más de la Locura que del Genio
    porque, cómo se explica
    estar aquí matando poco a poco el tiempo
    mientras él va matando
    al mismo tiempo y poco a poco nuestros sueños
    Y así es
    ya lo ves
    nada está al derecho todo está al revés
    la pasión
    la razón
    al final son sólo carne de cañón
    Carne de cañón...
    Me hablas del ser humano
    de Mr. Hyde y Dr. Jekyll cuerpo a cuerpo
    dando paso a la ciencia
    capaz de separar lo malo de lo bueno
    casi como los dioses
    que en él se miran como si fuera un espejo...
    pero a veces los mata
    y acaba convirtiendo el ciclo en un infierno
    Y así es...
    Dices que el semejante
    es como otra manera de ser uno mismo
    que lo que nos separa
    es algo tan endeble como lo distinto
    tan sutil diferencia
    no es causa para que yo sea tu asesino
    Qué maldito pecado
    merece la condena de tanto castigo
    Y así es...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Five O'Clock Whistle
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    Five O'Clock Whistle
    Composer(s): Kim Gannon; Gene Irwin; Josef Myrow
    Performer(s): Glenn Miller



    The five o'clock whistle's on the blink
    The whistle won't blow and whadd'ya think?
    My pop is still in the factory 'cause he don't know
    What time it happens to be

    The five o'clock whistle didn't blow
    The whistle is broke and whadda'ya know?
    If somebody don't find out what's wrong
    Oh, my pop'll be workin' all night long

    Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle?
    Won't somebody fix the whistle?
    Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle?
    So my poor old pop will know
    It's time for him to stop

    Ya ought to hear what my mommy said
    When papa came home and sneaked into bed
    And told her he worked till half past two
    'Cause the five o'clock whistle never blew




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    02-03-1974
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    The Day I Met Marie
    Composer(s): Hank Marvin
    Performer(s): Cliff Richard



    Imaging a still summer's day
    When nothing is moving
    Least Of All Me
    I lay on my back in the hay
    The warm sun was soothing.
    It made me feel good
    The day I met Marie

    The Sound of her whisper hello
    Came tiptoing softly into my head
    I opened my eyes kinda slow
    And there she was smiling
    It made me feel good
    The day I met Marie

    With the laughing eyes
    She'd toss her hair and tantalize
    She came to touch me then she's gone
    Just like a summer breeze

    I remember her kiss
    So soft on my brow
    And the way that she said
    Baby go to sleep now
    Baby go to sleep now

    I woke with the chill in the air
    The warm sun no longer hung in the sky
    I reached out but she was not there
    She'd gone where she came from
    But I still feel good
    To think i've known Marie
    With the laughing eyes
    She'd toss her hair and tantalize
    She came to touch me then she's gone
    Just like a summer breeze



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Carnations On The Roof
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    Carnations On The Roof Composer(s): Pete Atkin - Clive James Performer(s): Pete Atkin



    He worked setting tools for a multi-purpose punch
    In a shop that made holes in steel plates
    He could hear himself think through a fifty minute lunch
    Of the kids, gas and stoppages, the upkeep and the rates
    While he talked about Everton and Chelsea with his mates

    With gauge and micrometer, with level and with rule
    While chuck and punch were pulsing like a drum
    He checked the finished product like a master after school
    The slugs looked like money and the cutting-oil like scum
    And to talk with a machinist he made signals like the dumb

    Though he had no great gifts of personality or mind
    He was generally respected, and the proof
    Was a line of hired Humbers tagging quietly behind
    A fat Austin Princess with carnations on the roof

    Forty years of metal tend to get into your skin
    The surest coin you take home from your wage
    The green cleaning-jelly only goes to rub it in
    And that glitter in the wrinkle of your knuckle shows your age
    Began when the dignity of work was still the rage

    He was used and discarded in a game he didn't own
    But when the moment of destruction came
    He showed that a working man is more than flesh and bone
    The hands on his chest flared more brightly than his name
    For a technicolor second as he rolled into the flame

    Though he had no great gifts of personality or mind
    He was generally respected, and the proof
    Was a line of hired Humbers tagging quietly behind
    A fat Austin Princess with carnations on the roof



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    Five More Miles To Folsom
    Performer(s): Lee Hazlewood



    Five more miles to Folsom
    This train can't move too slow
    Ninety-nine years at Folsom
    Then they'll let me go

    Shot a man in Dallas
    He made a fool of me
    Thought they never catched me
    How wrong can one guy be

    Five more miles to Folsom
    This train can' t move too slow
    Ninety-nine years at Folsom
    Then they'll let me go

    Let my love at the station
    Cryin' in the rain
    Broke her heart at the station
    'Cause I couldn't explain

    Five more miles to Folsom
    This train can' t move too slow
    Ninety-nine years at Folsom
    Then they'll let me go

    Sit and stare out my window
    At someone else's moon
    And ask why was I born
    Ninety-nine years too soon




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    01-03-1974
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    Tout L'mond'un Jour S'est Planté
    ((Adapted from: Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 (Bob Dylan) - 1966))
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray
    Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1995

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1975 - Dagar I Ösregn (Marie Bergman)
    1999 - Femei Pentru Zile Ploioase (Alexandru Andries)



    Planté comme une sirène aux sargasses
    Planté par un joint de culasse
    Planté sur une ligne R A T P
    Planté sur une route défoncée
    Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
    Tout le monde un jour s'est planté

    Planté comme un flic sans pétard
    Planté comme un pochard au comptoir
    Planté comme un motard sans son casque
    Planté comme Batman sans son masque
    Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
    Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté

    Planté comme Robinson sur son île
    Planté comme un cadre à Tchernobyl
    Planté sur un atoll pacifique
    Planté comme un savant atomique
    Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
    Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté

    Planté au standard du téléphone
    Planté sous la douche comme on sonne
    Planté comme un mône dans la rue
    Planté devant une belle fille toute nue
    Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
    Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté

    Planté comme un soldat sans capote
    Planté dans un bar sans un pote
    Comme elle en train de souffler dans le ballon
    Avec comme un archer au violon
    Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
    Tout le monde un jour s'est planté

    Planté par un banquier sans pitié
    Raide fauché comme un champ de blé
    Planté comme une star sans oscar
    Planté comme un rocker sans guitare
    Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
    Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Carnation
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    Carnation Composer(s): Paul Weller First release by: The Jam - 1982



    If you gave me a fresh carnation
    I would only crush it's tender petals
    With me you'll have no escape
    And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle

    I trample down all life in my wake
    I eat it up and take the cake
    I just avert my eyes to the pain
    Of someone's loss helping my gain

    If you gave me a dream for my pocket
    You'd be plugging in the wrong socket
    With me there's no room for the future
    With me there's no room with a view at all

    I am out of season all year round
    Hear machinery roar to my empty sound
    Touch my heart and feel winter
    Hold my hand and be doomed forever

    If you gave me a fresh carnation
    I would only crush it's tender petals
    With me you'll have no escape
    And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle

    And if you're wondering by now who I am
    Look no further than the mirror
    Because I am the greed and fear
    And every ounce of hate in you



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Five Minutes More
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    Five Minutes More
    Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Jule Styne
    Performer(s): Frank Sinatra;
    and various other artists



    All week long I dreamed about our Saturday date
    Don't you know that Sunday morning you can sleep late

    Give me five minutes more, only five minutes more
    Let me stay, let me stay in your arms

    Here am I, begging for only five minutes more
    Only five minutes more of your charms

    All week long I dreamed about our Saturday date
    Don't you know that Sunday morning you can sleep late

    Give me five minutes more, only five minutes more
    Let me stay, let me stay in your arms




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    28-02-1974
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.The Day I Get Home
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    The Day I Get Home
    Performer(s): Squeeze



    When this young man comes rolling home
    The lamp posts move and in the road
    I sing and dance in falling rain
    It's good to be back home again
    The roads of air that map the globe
    Take me away to places new
    I'm lucky I can get around
    I'm taking off and touching down
    When I get home it’s much the same
    The tax returns return again
    The news is on it isn't good
    I see the trees but not the wood

    The road stretches out as far as I can see
    And I eat the lines ahead of me
    It's experience
    As the days unfold
    But there's nothing quite like
    The day I get home

    When this young man comes rolling home
    The cheese on toast is in the grill
    Memories are filed away
    I come and go, it's fun that way
    The roads of air that map the globe
    Go East and West and North and South
    I like to look and see the sights
    I stay up late and hit the heights

    When I return things haven't changed
    Neither have I, I like to think
    The world's an oyster on a plate
    I get around and get up late



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Carmen's Story
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    Carmen's Story Composer(s): Michel Rivgauche - Charles Dumont Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Attila Bardoczy



    Dans le grand studio
    De cinéma
    Sur le plateau
    Tout le monde est là
    Les deux vedettes et les acteurs
    Metteur en scène et producteur
    Décorateurs, et assistants
    Et puis la foule des figurants
    On va tourner la première scène
    Du nouveau film d'après Carmen
    Et quelqu'un crie: "Silence! On tourne!"
    Carmen's story! Carmen's story!

    Comme si le destin, tout simplement
    N'attendait plus que ce moment
    Il vient frapper en cet instant
    Parmi la foule des figurants
    Alors soudain, elle l'aperçoit
    Il lève la tête, et il la voit
    Et dans leurs yeux il y a l'amour
    Mais un amour de fin des jours...
    Et quelqu'un crie: "Très bon! Coupez!"
    Carmen's story! Carmen's story!

    Elle ne voit que lui dans le studio
    Il ne voit qu'elle sur le plateau
    Et dans la foule des figurants
    Habit brodé, habit clinquant
    En somnambules, au fil des jours
    Illuminés par leur amour
    Sans le savoir, transfigurés
    Ils sont Carmen et Don José
    Et quelqu'un crie: "Silence! On tourne!"
    Carmen's story! Carmen's story!

    Mais dans le studio de cinéma
    Voilà qu'un jour il l'aperçoit
    En train de rire, rire aux éclats
    Avec cet homme qui est là-bas...
    Ça lui fait mal, il veut partir...
    Mais le destin doit s'accomplir
    Et dans la foule des figurants
    Elle est tombée, sans même crier...
    Quelqu'un a dit: "Très bon! Coupez!"
    Carmen's story! Carmen's story!



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