The Knife Feels Like Justice
Composer(s): Brian Setzer
Performer(s): Brian Setzer



So you think that you have found
A better life that you should live
And you're through givin' it all away
I wish there's something I could say
Like the time you looked into the mirror
And saw someone else lookin' back
I wish I could find the words
But there's nothing that even comes close

'Cause there ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right through me
There ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right by me
And you can't go when the knife feels like justice

When the sun dies down, the air grows cold
And the moon plays tricks in the night
Crawlin' low like a snake out of sight
Your guide is the northern light
You wanna laugh say I'm insane
Don't have the sense to come in from the rain
I know how to keep myself between the drops

There ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right through me
There ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right by me
And you can't go when the knife feels like justice
slip away 
slip away
slip away
slip away

So you think that you have won me over
By settin' me on fire
With the sound of your beating heart
And you're burnin' hot desire
Like the time I looked at your reflections
And saw someone else lookin' back
It's a shame things happen that way
'Cause there's no one that even comes close

And there ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right through me
There ain't nobody ever looked at me
Without lookin' right by me
And you can't go when the knife feels like justice
I said you can't go on when the blade tears inside you
You can't go on when the knife feels like justice

Change In The Weather
Composer(s): John Fogerty
First release by: John Fogerty - 1986



Aaah!

Change in the weather, change in the weather
Somethin's happenin' here
Change in the weather, change in the weather
People walkin' round in fear

Uh huh, you better duck and run
Get under cover 'cause the change has come
Storm warning, and it looks like rain
Be nothin' left after the hurricance
This here's a jungle, ain't no lie
Look at the people, terror in their eyes
Bad business comin', can't be denied
They're running with the dogs, afraid to die

Change in the weather, change in the weather
Somethin's happenin' here
Change in the weather, change in the weather
People walkin' round in fear

Uh huh, you best believe it's true
The levee's busted, badness comin' through
Oh no, there ain't no place to hide
Reach out and pluck you, take you for a ride
Sea of frustration, take everything in sight
Won't be no blessing if we make it through the night
Down on your knees, go ahead and pray
But every demon has to have his day

Change in the weather, change in the weather
Somethin's happenin' here
Change in the weather, change in the weather
People walkin' round in fear

Well! Oh, God!

High noon, I can't believe my eyes
Wind is ragin', there's a fire in the sky
Ground shakin', everything comin' loose
Run like a coward but it ain't no use
Edge of the river, it's an ugly scene
People gettin' pushed, people gettin' mean
The change is comin' and it's gettin' late
Ain't no survivin', and there ain't no escape

Change in the weather, change in the weather
Somethin's happenin' here
Change in the weather, change in the weather
People walkin' round in fear

Oh!

Change in the weather, change in the weather
Somethin's happenin' here
Change in the weather, change in the weather
People walkin' round in fear

Well! Oh, no!

Froggie Went A-Courtin'
(Traditional)
Composer(s): Bob Dylan;
and various other artists



Frog went a courtin' and he did ride, uh-huh
Frog went a courtin' and he did ride, uh-huh
Frog went a courtin' and he did ride
With a sword and a pistol by his side, uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh

He rode right up to Miss Mousie's door, uh-huh
He rode right up to Miss Mousie's door, uh-huh
He rode right up to Miss Mousie's door
Gave three loud raps, and a very big roar, uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh

Said Miss Mouse, are you within, uh-huh
Said Miss Mouse, are you within, uh-huh
Said Miss Mouse, are you within
Miss Mousie said, I sit and spin, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Took Miss Mousie on his knee, uh-huh
Took Miss Mousie on his knee, uh-huh
Took Miss Mousie on his knee,
Said Miss Mousie, will you marry me, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh-huh
Without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh-huh
Without my Uncle Rat's consent,
I wouldn't marry the President, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Uncle Rat laughed, and he shook his fat sides, uh-huh
Uncle Rat laughed, and he shook his fat sides, uh-huh
Uncle Rat laughed, and he shook his fat sides
To think his niece would be a bride, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Uncle Rat went running downtown, uh-huh
Uncle Rat went running downtown, uh-huh
Uncle Rat went running downtown
To buy his niece a wedding gown, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Where shall the wedding supper be, uh-huh
Where shall the wedding supper be, uh-huh
Where shall the wedding supper be
Way down yonder in the hollow tree, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

What shall the wedding supper be, uh-huh
What shall the wedding supper be, uh-huh
What shall the wedding supper be
Fried mosquito and a black-eyed pea, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

First to come in was a flyin' moth, uh-huh
First to come in was a flyin' moth, uh-huh
First to come in was a flyin' moth
She layed out the table cloth, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Next to come in was a juney bug, uh-huh
Next to come in was a juney bug, uh-huh
Next to come in was a juney bug
She brought in the water jug, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Next to come in was a bumbly bee, uh-huh
Next to come in was a bumbly bee, uh-huh
Next to come in was a bumbly bee
Sat mosquito on his knee, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Next to come in was a broken back flea, uh-huh
Next to come in was a broken back flea, uh-huh
Next to come in was a broken back flea
Danced a jig with the bumbly bee, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, uh-huh
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow, uh-huh
Next to come in was Mrs. Cow
She tried to dance but she didn't know how, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Next to come in was a little black tick, uh-huh
Next to come in was a little black tick, uh-huh
Next to come in was a little black tick
She ate so much it made her sick, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Next to come in was the big black snake, uh-huh
Next to come in was the big black snake, uh-huh
Next to come in was the big black snake
Ate up all of the wedding cake, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Next to come in was the old gray cat, uh-huh
Next to come in was the old gray cat, uh-huh
Next to come in was the old gray cat
Swallowed the mouse and ate up the rat, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Mr.Frog went a-hoppin up over the brooke, uh-huh
Mr.Frog went a-hoppin up over the brooke, uh-huh
Mr.Frog went a-hoppin up over the brooke
A lily white dove came and swallowed him up, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Little piece of corn bread layin' on the shelf, uh-huh
Little piece of corn bread layin' on the shelf, uh-huh
Little piece of corn bread layin' on the shelf
If you want anymore you can sing it yourself, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

The Kissin' Game
Composer(s): Jerry Vance - Terry Phillips
Performer(s): Dion



Every kiss I ever kissed you
Darlin', came from my heart
But your love was just a play
And the things I heard you say were all a part...

Of the kissin' game
The kissin' game
Yeah, the game, Baby
Where you just played at love

Oh, you never really loved me
Though you kissed me each night
You were lookin' for some fun
And I guess just anyone to hold you tight

In the kissin' game
Umm, the kissin' game
Get out of the game, Baby
Where you just played at love

Don't you know you shouldn't go with some guy
Just because he looks good to the crowd
Use his love for a steppin' stone
Baby, don't feel proud

Because some day you're gonna cry
When you meet someone who
Will pour water on your flame
And play the kissin' game, umm, with you

Don't you know you shouldn't go with someone
Just because he looks good to the crowd
Use his love for a steppin' stone
Baby, now don't you feel proud

He'll pour water on your flame
And play the kissin' game with you

Will pour water on your flame
And play the kissin' game with you

Ah, that kissin' game
The kissin' game
Ah, that kissin' game
That Kissin' game
Ah, that kissin' game
Oh, that kissin' game
That kissin'...

Change In Louise
Composer(s): Joe Cocker - Chris Stainton
First release by: Joe Cocker - 1969



Still taking pictures of people at rest
smiling at men who are never impressed
always working hard down on bended knee
who else but me can see the change in Louise?

Ride Louise, ride (yeah) let me be your guide
I'll take you any place you wanna go, (yes I will)
Ride Louise, ride (yeah) let me be your guide
and I'll show you all the things you want to know (if I can)

Livng her life at a speed all her own
talking to people where ever she goes
always working hard she won't disagree
who else but me can see the change in Louise?

Ride Louise, ride (yeah) let me be your guide
I'll take you any place you wanna go, (yes I will)
Ride Louise, ride (yeah) let me be your guide
and I'll show you all the things you want to know (if I can)

Frogg
Composer(s): Bob Flick;
Dick Foley; Mike Kirkland; John Paine
Performer(s): The Brothers Four



Spoken:
This is a story about a hip frog
And we're gonna pick up on it now and 
he's on his way out to do some shuckin' and jivin'
You'll be able to tell right away that he's a big mover

Singing:
Frogg went a-courtin' and he did go, un-huh
Frogg went a-courtin' and he did go, un-huh
Frogg went a-courtin' and he did go
To the Coconut Grove for the midnight show, un-huh un-huh un-huh

Mollie Mouse was the hat-check girl, woo-woo 
(spoken: he knew it all the time)
Mollie Mouse was the hat-check girl, woo-woo
Mollie Mouse was the hat-check girl
He thought he'd give this chick a whirl, woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo

He sauntered up to Mollie Mouse's side, un-huh 
(spoken: the direct approach)
He sauntered up to Mollie Mouse's side, un-huh
When he got up to Mollie Mouse's side
He whispered "Mollie will you be my bride?" un-huh un-huh un-huh

Not without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh-uh 
(spoken: her uncle wrestles on TV)
Not without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh-uh
Not without my Uncle Rat's consent
I wouldn't marry the President, uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh

Well, she said "That's it, Clyde, better hit the road, farewell"
"That's it, Clyde, better hit the road, goodbye"
"That's it, Clyde, better hit the road"
"You ain't no frog you're a horned toad, farewell, goodbye, adios"
Farewell, goodbye, adios
(spoken: You know, I believe that, uh)
any more verses to this song would be anticlimactic
think we ought to end it
Farewell, goodbye, adios
(spoken: Hey, ain't you gonna let me finish up?)
Farewell, goodbye, adios
(spoken: Aw, shut up, I'm your leader)
(spoken: No, no hands, no hands)

(spoken: Auf Wiedersehen)
Farewell, goodbye, adios
Farewell, goodbye, adios

The Kiss Of Kathleen Turner
Composer(s): Rob Bolland - Ferdi Bolland - Falco
Performer(s): Falco



Train sounds and coughing I always take the 7:30 am train
Going to Brasil city
Well, at this hour of the day, I’m not too well humored
’cause life doesn’t show any pity
You’re always complaining ’bout yourself
And putting things down in the world
Just take a good look at Kathleen Turner
Now there’s one heck of a girl

I’ve been to hell and back but I’m alright Jack
Now I know what love is about
Under the seven moons
I made a solemn vow
I need the kiss of Kathleen Turner right now
I need the kiss of Kathleen Turner right now
Smack! in the middle

Female voice on telephone: hello?
Oh it’s me, I know it’s late
But I just had to call you
I’ll be over real soon

Male voice: Kathleen Kathleen

Is this a dream, or is it real
Is this really happening to me
Or is this just fantasy?
In this world there’s only one woman
Who can make my dreams my dreams come true
And that woman Kathleen
It’s you

Standing on the corner watching all the girls go by
He wants a kiss
Not just one, I want lots of kisses
He wants a kiss
Standing on the corner watching all the girls go by
He wants a kiss

Hallelujah, he’s in love
Hallelujah, glory, glory

Issos
Cannae
Katalaunische Felder
Mount greek
Austerlitz
Waterloo
Verdun
Stalingrad

Hiroshima
Nagasaki
Harrisburg
Brokdorf
Zwentendorf
Cattenom
Wackersdorf
Tschernobyl

Kathleen, can you hear me babe
Kathleen, do you know what I’m talking about
I’m just talking about
Not the first kiss of my life
I’m talking about... our planet
... Kathleen! 

Change De Docteur
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



Toi tu essaies comme les autres fous
D'arrêter le temps, de le briser d'un seul coup
Et tu plantes tes ongles aux pierres de sa vie
Il t'emporte avec lui
Au moment où tu penses être enfin le plus fort
C'est trop tard, tu dors
Alors tu rêves d'être le prêtre hindou
Qui encense le soir le ciel de Diên Biên Phu
Mais sa voix est trop grave
Mais tu as peur des croix
Qui terminent ses bras
Viens, change de docteur
Viens, j'en connais un meilleur
Il arrache sa vie et te soigne avec ça
Change de docteur
Viens, j'en connais un meilleur
Il déchire la nuit qui coule au fond de toi
Qui coule au fond de toi
Alors tu prends des grains de sucre roux
Et tu deviens la star des flashs, des interviews
Mais tes mots sont trop hauts
Et les mecs des journaux
Ne les comprennent pas
Leurs crayons sont trop fins
Leur soleil est trop bas
Et tout se brise et tu tombes aux genoux
D'une horde de rats
Les princes des égouts
C'est leur chef qui le dit
Je peux sauver ta vie
Si tu couches avec moi
Viens, change de docteur
Viens, j'en connais un meilleur
Il arrache sa vie et te soigne avec ça
Change de docteur
Viens, j'en connais un meilleur
Il déchire la nuit qui coule au fond de toi
Qui coule au fond de toi
Disons qu'un jour il n'y ait plus de tabous
Qu'il n'y ait plus d'interdits
Ni de prêtres jaloux
Juste un grain dans la foule
Une pierre qui roule
Et tout le monde s'en fout
Viens, change de docteur
Viens, j'en connais un meilleur
Il arrache sa vie et te soigne avec ça
Change de docteur
Viens, j'en connais un meilleur
Il déchire la nuit qui coule au fond de toi
Qui coule au fond de toi
Viens, change de docteur
Viens, j'en connais un meilleur
Il déchire la nuit qui coule au fond de toi
Qui coule au fond de toi

Fritt Fram
Composer(s): Ola Magnell; Gordon Lightfoot
Performer(s): Lill Lindfors



Du får höra lätta steg i din sovalkov
Och du säjer "förlåt, men se jag låg och sov"
Fritt fram, det kommer en gäst
När jag sover så gott och när jag drömmer som bäst
Fritt fram, det kommer en gäst
När jag sover så gott och när jag drömmer som bäst

Du försöker vara vänlig, tuff ändå
Men han gör ingen min av att vilja gå
Fritt fram, jag släcker mitt ljus
Och då smyger du bakvägen in i mitt hus
Fritt fram, jag släcker mitt ljus
Och då smyger du bakvägen in i mitt hus

Du har sett så många misstag och svikna hopp
Och hur svårt det kan vara att säja stopp
Fritt fram, det kommer en gäst
När jag sover så gott och när jag drömmer som bäst
Fritt fram, det kommer en gäst
När jag sover så gott och när jag drömmer som bäst

Valentino går iväg innan natten flyr
Till en vänare nymf och nya äventyr
Fritt fram, jag släcker mitt ljus
Och då smyger du bakvägen in i mitt hus
Fritt fram, jag släcker mitt ljus
Och då smyger du bakvägen in i mitt hus

Fy skam, ibland är det synd
När det verkar okej och när det spricker igen
Fy skam, ibland är det synd
När det verkar okej och när det spricker igen

The King's New Clothes
Composer(s): Frank Loesser
Performer(s): Danny Kaye
and multiple other artists



This is the story of the King's new clothes 
Now there was once a king who was absolutely insane about new clothes 
and one day, two swindlers came to sell him what they said was a magic suit of clothes 
Now, they held up this particular garment and they said, "Your Majesty, this is a magic suit" 
Well, the truth of the matter is, there was no suit there at all 
But the swindlers were very smart, and they said 
"Your Majesty, to a wise man this is a beautiful raiment but to a fool it is absolutely invisible" 
Naturally, the King not wanting to appear a fool, said

"Isn't it grand! Isn't it fine! Look at the cut, the style, the line!
The suit of clothes is altogether, but altogether it's altogether
The most remarkable suit of clothes that I have ever seen
These eyes of mine at once determined
The sleeves are velvet, the cape is ermine
The hose are blue and the doublet is a lovely shade of green
Somebody send for the Queen"

Well they sent for the Queen and they quickly explained to her about the magic
suit of clothes. And naturally, the Queen not wanting to appear a fool, said

"Well, isn't it oh! Isn't it rich! Look at the charm of every stitch!
The suit of clothes is altogether, but altogether it's altogether
The most remarkable suit of clothes that I have ever seen
These eyes of mine at once determined
The sleeves are velvet, the cape is ermine
The hose are blue and the doublet is a lovely shade of green
Summon the court to convene"

Well the court convened, and you never saw in your life as many people as were at that court 
All the ambassadors, the dukes, the earls, the counts, it was just packed with people 
and they were all told about the magic suit of clothes
And after they were told they naturally didn't want to appear fools and they said

"Isn't it ohhh! Isn't it ahhh! Isn't it absolutely wheee!
The suit of clothes is altogether, but altogether, it's altogether
The most remarkable suit of clothes a tailor ever made
Now quickly, put it altogether
With gloves of leather and hat and feather
It's altogether the thing to wear in Saturday's parade
Leading the royal brigade"

Now Saturday came and the streets were just lined with thousands and thousands and thousands of people 
And they all were cheering as the artillery came by, the infantry marched by, the cavalry galloped by 
And everybody was cheering like mad, except one little boy 
You see, he hadn't heard about the magic suit and didn't know what he was supposed to see 
Well, as the King came by the little boy looked and, horrified, said

"Look at the King! Look at the the King! Look at the King, the King, the King!
The King is in the altogether, but altogether, the altogether
He's altogether as naked as the day that he was born
The King is in the altogether, but altogether, the altogether
It's altogether the very least the King has ever worn"

Summon the court physician! Call an intermission! His majesty is wide open to ridicule and scorn

The King is in the altogether, but all together, the altogether
He's altogether as naked as the day that he was born
And it's altogether too chilly a morn!

Chandernagor
Composer(s): Guy Béart
Performer(s): Guy Béart



Elle avait elle avait
Un Chandernagor de classe
Elle avait elle avait
Un Chandernagor râblé
Pour moi seul pour moi seul
Elle découvrait ses cachemires
Ses jardins ses beau quartiers
Enfin son Chandernagor
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
D'abandonner les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Elle avait elle avait
Deux Yanaon de cocagne
Elle avait elle avait
Deux Yanaon ronds et frais
Et moi seul et moi seul
M'aventurais dans sa brousse
Ses vallées ses vallons
Ses collines de Yanaon
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
D'abandonner les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Elle avait elle avait
Le Karikal difficile
Elle avait elle avait
Le Karikal mal luné
Mais la nuit j'atteignais
Son nirvana à heure fixe
Et cela en dépit
De son fichu Karikal
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
D'abandonner les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Elle avait elle avait
Un petit Mahé fragile
Elle avait elle avait
Un petit Mahé secret
Mais je dus à la mousson
Eteindre mes feux de Bengale
M'arracher m'arracher
Aux délices de Mahé
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
De faire long feu dans les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Elle avait elle avait
Le Pondichéry facile
Elle avait elle avait
Le Pondichéry accueillant
Aussitôt aussitôt
C'est à un nouveau touriste
Qu'elle fit voir son comptoir
Sa flore sa géographie
Pas question
Dans ces conditions
De revoir un jour les Comptoirs de l'Inde

Frim Fram Sauce
Composer(s): Joe Ricardel; Redd Evans
Performer(s): Nat King Cole



I don't want French fried potatoes
Red ripe tomatoes
I'm never satisfied
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side

I don't want pork chops and bacon
That won't awaken
My appetite inside
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side

Now a person's really got to eat
And a person should eat right
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight

I don't want fish cakes and rye bread
You heard what I said
Waiter, please serve mine fried
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side

A person's really got to eat
And a person should eat right
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight

I don't want fish cakes and rye bread
You heard what I said
Waiter, please serve mine fried
I want the frim-fram sauce with the ausen fay
With chafafah on the side

(I want the frim fram sauce with the ausen fay
with cha fafa, cha fafa, cha fafa, on the side
P-leazzze!)

Nat's ending (no melody): 
Now if you don't have it, just bring me a check for the water

The Kingdom 
Performer(s): Milow



Where I'm from there are no mountains
And time is standing still
Where I'm from there's barely space left
Still they're running up a hill
Where I'm from they don't like changes
Even if alarm bells ring
Where I'm from they have a princess
Where I'm from they have a king

Where I'm from they don't like dreamers
They are told to shut their mouth
Where I'm from they're divided
Between the North and the South
Where I'm from it's like a long night
That never turns to day
Where I'm from the kingdom's trembling
Where I'm from they've lost the way

Sing it loud today
Sing it loud today
I'm singing it loud today
I am the one that got away

Where I'm from they just keep rooted
Heads are always hanging low
Where I'm from the Congo River
Never got nowhere to go
Where I'm from words are repeated
But they never really rhyme
Where I'm from the kingdom's trembling
Where I'm from they're losing time

Where I'm from there's a lack of heroes
Both in politics and song
Where I'm from the more they fix it
The faster everything goes wrong
Where I'm from I still remember
So I will sing it every day
That this kingdom is still my kingdom
It's encoded in my DNA

Chandelle
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



Elle, elle sort tout droit d'une aquarelle
Avec ses dentelles d'autrefois
Elle est belle comme un chemin de croix
Elle, les enfants l'appellent Chandelle
Parce qu'elle tremble à chaque pas
Mais le prisonnier c'est moi
Si elle a peur, si elle a froid, moi aussi
L'hiver est fait pour que nos corps se serrent
Et se serrent sans bruit
Si elle a peur, si elle a froid, moi aussi
Je suis le premier qui l'appelle
Le premier qui lui ouvre les bras
Comme si chez nous elle n'existait pas
Et d'elle, je reçois quelques nouvelles
Par les oiseaux qu'elle m'envoie
Je suis loin, mais ne t'inquiète pas
Si elle a peur, si elle a froid, moi aussi
L'hiver est fait pour que nos corps se serrent
Et se serrent sans bruit
Si elle a peur, si elle a froid, moi aussi
Mais chacun de ses silences est mortel
Chacun de ses mots de porte au ciel
Hey, d'aussi loin que tu sois
Si tu m'entends, arrête-toi
Toi qui cours pour que ton corps soit transparent
Toi qui pleures que la vie te prend tout ton temps,
Hey, d'aussi loin que tu sois
Si tu m'entends, arrête-toi
Chandelle, c'est ma chanson pour toi
Ma chanson pour toi
Chandelle, c'est toujours le soir de Noël
Quand elle revient vers chez moi
Et même je ne suis pas sûr qu'il ait fait nuit
Entre hier et aujourd'hui

Fritiof Och Carmencita
Composer(s): Sven-Bertil Taube



Samborombon, en liten by förutan gata
den ligger inte långt från Rio de la Plata
nästan i kanten av den blåa Atlanten
och med Pampas bakom sig många hundra gröna mil
dit kom jag ridande en afton i april
för jag ville dansa tango

Dragspel, fiol och mandolin
hördes från krogen och i salen steg jag in
där på bänken i mantilj och med en ros vid sin barm
satt den bedårande lilla Carmencita
Mamman, värdinnan satt i vrån
hon tog mitt ridspö, min pistol och min manton
Jag bjöd upp och Carmencita sa
'Si gracias señor 
Vamos á bailár este tango'

Carmencita lilla vän, håller du utav mig än?
Får jag tala med din pappa och din mamma
jag vill gifta mig med dig, Carmencita!

Nej, don Fritiof Andersson
kom ej till Samborombon
om ni hyser andra planer när det gäller mig
än att dansa tango

Ack, Carmencita gör mig inte så besviken
jag tänker skaffa mig ett jobb här i butiken
sköta mig noga, bara spara och knoga
inte spela och dricka, men bara älska dig
Säg, Carmencita, det är ändå blott med mig
säg, som du vill dansa tango

Nej Fritiof, ni förstår musik
men jag tror inte ni kan stå i en butik
och förresten sa min pappa just idag att han visste
vem som snart skulle fria till hans dotter
En som har tjugotusen kor
och en estancia som är förfärligt stor
Han har prisbelönta tjurar
han har oxar, kor och svin
och han dansar underbar tango

Carmencita, lilla vän, akta dig för rika män!
Lyckan den bor ej i oxar eller kor
och den kan heller inte köpas för pengar
Men min kärlek gör dig rik
skaffa mig ett jobb i er butik
Och när vi blir gifta söta ungar skall vi få, som kan dansa tango

King Of Hollywood
Composer(s): Don Henley - Glenn Frey
Performer(s): Eagles



Well, he sits up there on his leatherette
Looks through pictures of the ones that he hasn't had yet
When he thinks he wants a closer look
he gets out his little black telephone book
(He's calling, calling, calling
He's calling, calling, calling
He's calling ,calling, calling
He's calling)

"Come sit down here beside me, honey
Let's have a little heart to heart
Now look at me and tell me, darlin'
how badly do you want this part?
Are you willing to sacrifice?
And are you willing to be real nice?
All your talent and my good taste
I'd hate to see it go to waste"

"We gon' get you an apartment, honey
We gon' get you a car
Yeah, we're gonna take care of you, darlin'
We gon' make you a movie star
For years I've seen 'em come and go"
He says, "I've had 'em all, 'ya know
I handled everything in my own way
I made 'em what they are today"

After 'while nothin' was pretty
After 'while everything got lost
Still, his Jacuzzi runneth over
Still he just couldn't get off
He's just another power junky
Just another silk scarf monkey
You'd know it if you saw his stuff
The man just isn't big enough

Chandelier Of Stars
Composer(s): John Williamson
Performer(s): John Williamson



When m' travellin' days are done
Will you still be with me?
When all the songs have been sung
Standin' right beside me
Watchin' the grandkids grow
I've got everything but nothing without you

I've got mountains, I've got rivers
I've got a chandelier of stars
Got blossoms on the Bloodwoods
Friends all 'round the country
And a heart as good as new
I've got everything but nothing without you

Too much time for thinking
It's gonna drive me mad
I walk along the river
I watch a motel movie
But lovers make me sad
I've got everything but nothing without you

So when this life that binds me

Turns me loose
Lets me rest on m' laurels
Will you put y' head on m' shoulder
And share the peaceful years
I've got everything but nothing without you

Friggin' In The Riggin'
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Sex Pistols; Showcase Showdown



There was a bunch of roadies 
And this here is their story 
A scurvy bunch of evil twits 
Who never say they're sorry 

They've traveled cross the nations 
Fuckin' paid vacations 
We love the schism that they make 
They're here for the duration 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

The captains name is Rick 
Whose "Bozo-do" is slick 
He really thinks he knows it all 
He's just a Jersey hick 

Wanking, cranking, Georgie 
He always finds an orgy 
He rubs his balls and picks his nose 
He's horny Georgie porgie 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

The kind of sleaze is Ring 
Polaroid's his thing 
He whipped it out, her teeth fell out 
And now it's in a sling 

From LA we have Troy 
His fetish is Playboy 
A smelly trout, he'll eat it out 
Go wash your hands you're M.O.I. 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

John Tempesta is The Joker 
The Adams apple choker 
Sandra Bernhard is his twin 
He'd probably even poke her 

The B-boy was John Rooney 
He was a fuckin' loony 
He does a rap, he thinks he's black 
He's soft like Gerry Cooney 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

Yo my name is Bill 
Dur, bouncing is my skill, duh
Smoke ten packs and use my plaque 
Duh, with my breath I'll kill 

Thursby is the lard ass 
The monitors are his task 
The sound they made when the band played 
Was like Ed Trunk with bad gas 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

The photobug is Ambo 
He'll fill up any hairy hole 
We'll blindfold you with dental floss 
You burnt out fuckin' bimbo 

The bottom line is Z 
Oh please don't sit on me 
Go wipe your hemorrhoid ridden butt 
You 1960's hippie! 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do 

This here was the story 
About our fuckin' roadies 
A scurvy bunch of evil twits 
Who never say they're sorry 
They've traveled cross the nations 
Fuckin' paid vacations 
We love the schism that they make 
They're here for the duration 

Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
Friggin' in the riggin' 
There was fuck all else to do

King Of Clowns
((French & German Versions: Je L'attends (Dalida); Hello Boy (Dalida))
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield
Performer(s): Neil Sedaka



Here I come, the king of clowns 
As I hide behind this smile and paint the town 
Though I cry since you're gone 
You'll never know because the show must go on 

I've been sad (I've been sad) I've been blue (I've been blue) 
Ever since the day that you found someone new (someone new) 
I pretend but you can't tell 
With my broken heart I play my part so well 

Step aside, here I come, the king of clowns 
As I hide the lonely teardrops that come down 
I make believe with a smile 
But the king of clowns is crying all the while 

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns 

There are tears (there are tears) you'll never see (never see) 
No you'll never see my tears and pity me (pity me) 
Though I'm hurt, still I'm proud 
Always laughing as I walk among the crowd 

Step aside, here I come, the king of clowns 
As I hide the lonely teardrops that come down 
I make believe with a smile 
But the king of clowns is crying all the while 

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns 

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-li-lo 
Here comes the king of clowns...

'Chand D'habits
Composer(s): Emil Stern - R. Alfred
Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Orch. Emil Stern



Dis-moi, 'chand d'habits
N'as-tu pas trouvé
Parmi le lot de mes vieilles défroques
Que, ce matin, je te vendis à regret
'Chand d'habits, parmi elles
N'as-tu trouvé, tout en loques
Triste, lamentable, déchiré
Un douloureux cœur abandonné?
Rends-moi, je t'en prie, mon ami
Cette chose meurtrie...
C'est mon pauvre cœur... j'en ai besoin...
Crois-tu, mon vieux, que c'est bête!
Quand tu est venu à mon appel
Faire l'emplette
Je croyais bien n'y pas tenir autant...

Quand tu partis chargé de ton triste fardeau
Tout mon passé suivit, et je pleure...
Je pleure mes soucis, mon enfance
Mes chers amours qui ne sont plus que souvenance...
Rends-moi mon pauvre cœur
Triste objet périmé...
Revends-moi la joie qui m'a quittée...
Dis! 'chand d'habits!...
Cette pauvre chose, c'était pour l'oubli...
C'est toute ma vie...
Oui...
Dis-moi, 'chand d'habits
Parmi mes défroques
N'as-tu pas trouvé mon pauvre cœur en loques? ...