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  • 20-11-1978
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    Todo Está Bien
    Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
    Performer(s): Zas



    Todo está bien
    así nos lo hemos creído
    Uno puede pasear al perro
    por la vereda soleada
    Uno puede creer
    que la libertad es un picnic
    También se puede tener placer
    en ver T.V. un sábado a la noche

    Más de vos
    más de mí
    más de los que están allí

    Uno puede encontrarse una lata en la calle
    meter y sacar la mano sin temor a cortarse
    Si uno y uno son dos
    por qué lo ignora Dios

    Todo está bien
    después de todo, todo está bien
    Todo está bien

    Quisiera saber quién reparte el pan y el vino
    qué enseñanza le podré dar a mi hijo
    el hilo que aún me sostiene
    se está a punto de romper

    Uno puede pensar
    que el mundo se arma para defenderse
    pero de quién?
    Uno puede amar la naturaleza
    pero comer un buen churrasco cerca del río
    Uno puede estar tan loco
    como para mirarse en el espejo
    y amarse de una vez por todas

    Polución, frustración
    congestión, represión
    Qué suerte que te encuentro dormida
    y que la música aún nos una

    Todo está bien
    después de todo, todo está bien
    Todo está bien
    A quién le importa ya si el mal o el bien existen
    con tanta gente sola y que resiste
    Si ellos lo dicen, todo está bien

    Todo está bien
    después de todo, todo está bien
    Todo está bien
    después de todo, todo está bien



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    I Dreamt I Dwelt In Marble Halls
    Composer(s): Michael Balfe; Alfred Bunn; Michael McGlynn
    Performer(s): Larry Clinton
    and multiple other artists



    I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls
    With servant and slaves by my side
    And of all who assembled within those great walls
    That I was the hope and the pride
    I had rubies to play with and money to count
    My name was renowned with fame
    But I also dreamt, which pleased me most
    That you loved me still the same
    That you loved me, you loved me still the same

    I had rubies to play with and money to count
    My name was renowned with fame
    But I also dreamt, which pleased me most
    That you loved me still the same
    That you loved me, you loved me still the same



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    Jésus Christ
    Composer(s): Philippe Labro; Eddie Vartan
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    S'il existe encore aujourd'hui
    Il doit vivre aux Etats-Unis
    Il doit jouer de la guitare
    Et coucher sur les bancs des gares
    Il doit fumer de la marijane
    Avec un regard bleu qui plane

    Jésus, Jésus-Christ
    Jésus-Christ est un hippie

    Poncho mexicain sur le dos
    Autour de son front, un bandeau
    Il est barbu et chevelu
    Il s'est battu à Chicago
    Il aime les filles aux seins nus
    Il est né à San Francisco

    Jésus, Jésus-Christ
    Jésus-Christ est un hippie

    Dans les parcs et le long des docks
    Il vit dans un sac de couchage
    On n'arrête pas de l'arrêter
    Pour délit de vagabondage
    Au grand festival de Woodstock
    C'est lui qui soignait les blessés

    Jésus, Jésus-Christ
    Jésus-Christ est un hippie

    Son père s'appelait Jo, je crois
    Sa mère s'appelait Mary, je crois
    Il a trente-trois ans, je crois
    Le FBI lui court après, je crois
    Et s'ils arrivent à le coincer
    Ils mettront notre ami en croix

    Jésus, Jésus-Christ
    Jésus-Christ est un hippie
    Jésus-Christ est un hippie
    Jésus-Christ est un hippie




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    19-11-1978
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    Todo Es Sexo Por Dinero
    Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
    Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



    Money and sex
    Toni puso una ficha
    en la máquina de placer
    Bueno aquí estoy
    Pide lo que quieras te lo doy
    Solo tienes que elegir tu fantasía
    de repente escucharás una melodía
    y tu cuerpo flotará sin dolor

    Sexo por dinero no
    sexo por dinero

    Money and sex
    Te quedan tres minutos
    en el juego esta vez
    Toni admítelo
    no hay nada más cercano al amor
    Ya no podrás dominar tu emoción
    deja que te invada mi sensación
    olvida tu chica y entrégate

    Sexo por dinero no
    sexo por dinero

    y si me amas compra otra ficha más
    y si me amas compra otra ficha más
    y si me amas...

    Solo tienes que elegir tu fantasía
    de repente escucharás una melodía
    y tu cuerpo flotará sin dolor

    Sexo por dinero no
    sexo por dinero



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.I Dreamed Of A Hillbilly Heaven
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    I Dreamed Of A Hillbilly Heaven
    Composer(s): Eddie Dean; Hal Sothern
    Performer(s): Tex Ritter



    (Wah, wah, wah, waaahhhh)
    I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
    {Oh what a beautiful sight}

    Last night I dreamed I went to hillbilly heaven
    And you know who greeted me at the gate?
    The ole cowboy-philosopher himself, Will Rogers
    He said to me, he said "Tex, the Big Boss of the riders up here has asked me to kinda show you around
    Now, over yonder are a couple of your ole compadres"
    My, was I glad to see them, Carson Robison and the Mississippi blue yodeler Jimmie Rodgers

    I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
    {Oh what a beautiful sight}

    He introduced me to Wiley Post, and he showed me the Hall of Fame with all the gold guitars and fiddles hanging on the walls
    Then he said, "Tex, step over this way, there are two more of your friends I know you'll want to see, they're waitin' for you"
    There they were standin' side by side and smilin' at me -- Hank Williams and Johnny Horton

    I met all the stars in hillbilly heaven
    {Oh what a star-studded night}

    Then I asked him who else do you expect in the next, uh, say a hundred years?
    He handed me a large book covered with star dust
    Will called it the Big Tally Book
    In it were many names and each name was branded in pure gold
    I began to read some of them as I turned the pages: Red Foley, Ernest Tubb, Gene Autry, Roy Acuff
    Eddy Arnold, Tennessee Ernie, Jimmy Dean, Andy Griffith, Roy Rogers, Tex Ritter (Whaaaatttt???) Tex Ritter?
    Oh, well, that's when I woke up, and I'm sorry I did, because

    I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
    {Oh what a beautiful sight}



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Jesus, Lover Of My Soul
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    Jesus, Lover Of My Soul
    Composer(s): Charles Wesley; S.B. Marsh
    Performer(s): Henry "Rubberlegs" Williams



    Jesus, lover of my soul
    Let me to Thy bosom fly
    While the nearer waters roll
    While the tempest still is high
    Hide me, O my Savior! hide
    Till the storm of life be past
    Safe into the haven guide
    Oh! receive my soul at last!

    Other refuge have I none
    Hangs my helpless soul on Thee
    Leave, ah! leave me not alone
    Still support and comfort me!
    All my trust on Thee is stayed
    All my help from Thee I bring
    Cover my defenceless head
    With the shadows of Thy wing!




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    18-11-1978
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    Todo Es Mentira
    Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Me armé de corazas hasta los dientes
    y de eso que llaman valor de héroe
    Para no amainar el paso hacia una meta
    en la que nunca me empeñé
    Después de caer setecientas veces
    logré que el contrario perdiera un poco el pie
    y en vez de sentirme henchido por la hazaña
    me preguntaba "porqué"
    para responderme: no lo sé
    Todo es mentira menos tú
    y si lo fueras, te lo suplico, miénteme
    bésame y dime: todo es mentira
    menos tú
    Me quise creer algunas promesas
    que hablaban de cosas que había que cambiar
    la fe, que era escasa, apenas tuvo tiempo
    de acercarse a algún altar
    Cambiaron las cosas pero al contrario
    siguiendo las reglas del juego malabar
    salieron de la chistera gatos rosas
    grises, malvas, a cazar
    al primer ratón dispuesto a hablar
    Todo es mentira menos tú...
    No sé que sentido tiene la vida
    ni que coincidencia separa el bien del mal
    no sé si este cuerpo que me encierra nace
    de algo mas que un mineral
    De lo que no tengo ninguna duda
    es de que cometo el pecado original
    cuando cada noche el cuerpo que me ofreces
    no es una estatua de sal
    sino del paraíso terrenal
    Todo es mentira menos tú...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.I Dreamed A Dream
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    I Dreamed A Dream
    Adapted from: J'avais Rêvé D'une Autre Vie - 1980
    Composer(s): Claude-Michel Schonberg; Alain Boublil; Jean-Marc Natel; Herbert Kretzmer
    Performer(s): Patti LuPone - 1986
    Covered by multiple other artists



    There was a time when men were kind
    Their voices were soft
    And their words inviting

    There was a time when love was blind
    And the world was a song
    And that song was exciting

    There was a time, and it all went wrong

    I dreamed a dream in days gone by
    When hope was high and life worth living
    I dreamed that love would never die
    I dreamed that God would be forgiving

    Then I was young and unafraid
    And dreams were made and used and wasted
    There was no ransom to be paid
    No song unsung no wine untasted

    But the tigers come at night
    With their voices soft as thunder
    As they tear your hope apart
    As they turn your dream to shame

    He slept a summer by my side
    He filled my days with endless wonder
    He took my childhood in his stride
    But he was gone when autumn came

    And still I dreamed he'd come to me
    That we would live the years together
    But there are dreams that cannot be
    And there are storms we cannot weather

    I had a dream my life would be
    So diff'rent from this hell I'm living
    So diff'rent now from what it seemed
    Now life has killed the dream I dreamed



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Jesus, It's Me Again
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    Jesus, It's Me Again
    Composer(s): Dick Damron
    Performer(s): Charley Pride;
    and various other artists



    Lately Lord, I almost feel like dyin'
    Wake up like a child slowly cryin'
    Sometimes Lord, I just can't keep from cryin'
    I can't find the strength to carry on

    Jesus it's me again
    Down on my knees again
    Asking you please again
    Reach out your hand

    Jesus it's me again
    Down on my knees again
    Asking you please again
    Reach out your hand

    Time to time I try to find a reason
    To talk to you from time to time before
    But this time Lord
    Your Will is my command
    And I know I just can't take it anymore

    Jesus it's me again
    Down on my knees again
    Asking you please again
    Reach out your hand

    Jesus it's me again
    Down on my knees again
    Asking you please again
    Reach out your hand

    Reach out your hand




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    17-11-1978
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    Todo El Mundo Quieto
    Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



    Me desperté eran casi las 6
    me di vuelta y quise besarte los pies
    di contra el suelo

    Te fui a buscar en cada habitación
    me di cuenta que ya no estabas allí
    lo habías hecho de nuevo

    Todo el mundo quieto
    y nadie saldrá herido
    devuélvanme a mi amor

    Uno piensa que el amor es eterno
    que todo consiste en un poco de mimos
    palabras y juegos
    todo es tan fugaz, todo es tan virtual
    que lo que hoy vemos bien, mañana está mal
    y lo desconocemos

    Todo el mundo quieto
    y nadie saldrá herido
    devuélvanme a mi amor

    Todo el mundo...
    yo que creía ser tu perfecta droga
    yo era tu daga y tu flor
    devuélvanme a mi amor

    Desayuné, saque el perro a pasear
    me propuse olvidar por un rato
    y todo, todo fue en vano

    Empecé a correr
    me subí a la torre más alta de ésta ciudad
    y con fuego escribí con las manos

    Todo el mundo quieto
    y nadie saldrá herido
    devuélvanme a mi amor
    devuélvanme a mi amor
    devuélvanme a mi amor...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. I Dream Of You
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    I Dream Of You
    Composer(s): Marjorie Goetschius; Edna Osser
    Performer(s): Johnny Mathis
    and multiple other artists



    You're completely unaware, dear, that my heart is in your hand
    So for love's sake won't you listen and try to understand?

    I dream of you more than you dream I do
    How can I prove to you this love is real?
    You mean to me more than you mean to be
    You just can't seem to see the way I feel

    When I am close to you the world is far away
    The words that fill my heart my lips can't seem to say

    I want you so more than you'll ever know
    More than you dream I do, I dream of you

    I want you so more than you'll ever know
    More than you dream I do, I dream of you



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Jesus Was A Capricorn
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    Jesus Was A Capricorn
    Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson
    Performer(s): Kris Kristofferson;
    and various other artists



    Jesus was a capricorn
    He ate organic food
    He believed in love and peace
    And never wore no shoes

    Long hair, beard and sandles
    And a funky bunch of friends
    Reckon we'd just nail him up
    If he came down again

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    'cause everybody's gotta have somebody to look down on
    Who they can feel better than at any time they please
    Someone doin' somethin' dirty decent folks can frown on
    If you can't find nobody else, then help yourself to me

    Eggheads cussing rednecks cussing
    Hippies for their hair
    Others laugh at straights who laugh at
    Freaks who laugh at squares

    Some folks hate the whites
    Who hate the blacks who hate the klan
    Most of us hate anything that
    We don't understand

    Chorus




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    16-11-1978
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    Todo Acabó
    Composer(s): Fernando Z. Maldonado
    Performer(s): Javier Solís



    Qué soledad ha dejado en mi alma tu amor
    comprendiendo que no puede ser ni debe seguir así
    Tanto vivir en tus brazos un mundo de amor
    más la cruel realidad ya llegó y todo se terminó

    Es inútil no te puedo hacer feliz
    pues las leyes me lo exigen sin piedad
    el destino se interpone entre tú y yo
    triste verdad
    Todo acabó, en mi pecho se ahogó mi penar
    ya mi alma se muere sin ti y digo este adiós: amor

    Es inútil no te puedo hacer feliz
    pues las leyes me lo exigen sin piedad,
    el destino se interpone entre tú y yo
    triste verdad
    Todo acabó, en mi pecho se ahogó mi penar
    ya mi alma se muere sin ti y digo este adiós: amor



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.I Dream Of Jeannie With The Light Brown Hair
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    I Dream Of Jeannie With The Light Brown Hair (aka Jeanie With The Light Brown Hair)
    Composer(s): Stephen Foster
    Performer(s): Glenn Miller
    and multiple other artists



    I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair
    Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air
    I see her tripping where the bright streams play
    Happy as the daisies that dance on her way

    Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour
    Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er
    Oh! I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair
    Floating, like a vapor, on the soft, summer air

    I long for Jeannie with the day dawn smile
    Radiant in gladness, warm with winning guile
    I hear her melodies, like joys gone by
    Sighing round my heart o'er the fond hopes that die

    Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain
    Wailing for the lost one that comes not again
    Oh! I long for Jeannie, and my heart bows low
    Never more to find her where the bright waters flow

    I sigh for Jeannie, but her light form strayed
    Far from the fond hearts round her native glade
    Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown
    Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone

    Now the nodding wild flow'rs may wither on the shore
    While her gentle fingers will cull them no more
    Oh! I sigh for Jeannie with the light brown hair
    Floating like a vapor, on the soft summer air



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Jesus Walked That Lonesome Valley
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    Jesus Walked That Lonesome Valley
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Elvis Presley; Andy Griffith



    You've got to walk that lonesome valley
    Well you gotta go by yourself
    Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you
    You gotta go there by yourself

    Now mother walked that lonesome valley
    Now mother walked, she walked it by herself
    Well there ain't nobody else could ever walk it for her
    She had to walk it, she had to walk it by herself

    You've got to walk that lonesome valley
    Well you gotta go by yourself
    Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you
    You gotta go there by yourself

    Now father walked that lonesome valley
    Now father walked it, he walked it by himself
    Nobody else could walk it for him
    Well he had to walk it, he had to walk it by himself

    You've got to walk that lonesome valley
    Well you gotta go by yourself
    Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you
    You gotta go there by yourself

    Now John was a baptist
    He was some folk say he was a Jew
    He wrote that holy holy bible
    The bible tells you, it plainly tells you
    That he was, that he was a preacher too

    You've got to walk that lonesome valley
    Well you gotta go by yourself
    Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you
    You gotta go there by yourself

    You've got to walk that lonesome valley
    Well you gotta go by yourself
    Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you
    You gotta go there by yourself




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    15-11-1978
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    Todo A Pulmón
    Composer(s): Alejandro Lerner
    Performer(s): Alejandro Lerner
    and multiple other artists



    Que difícil se me hace
    mantenerme en este viaje
    sin saber a dónde voy en realidad
    si es de ida o de vuelta
    si el furgón es la primera
    si volver es una forma de llegar

    Que difícil se me hace
    cargar todo este equipaje
    se hace dura la subida al caminar
    esta realidad tirana
    que se ríe a carcajadas
    porque espera que me canse de buscar

    Cada nota cada idea
    cada paso en mi carrera
    y la estrofa de mi última canción
    cada fecha postergada
    la salida y la llegada
    y el oxígeno de mi respiración
    y todo a pulmón todo a pulmón

    Que difícil se me hace
    mantenerme con coraje
    lejos de la transa y la prostitución
    Defender mi ideología
    buena o mala pero mía
    tan humana como la contradicción

    Que difícil se me hace
    seguir pagando el peaje
    de esta ruta de locura y ambición
    un amigo en la carrera
    una luz y una escalera
    y la fuerza de hacer todo a pulmón



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.I Dream Of Brownie With The Light Blue Jeans
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    I Dream Of Brownie With The Light Blue Jeans
    Composer(s): Stephen Foster; Sol Meyer; Spike Jones
    Performer(s): Spike Jones



    I dream of Brownie with the light blue jeans
    She is as sweet as liquorice jelly beans
    I dream of Brownie and with passion I burn
    For of all the smiles I've seen there's none like her'n
    When my nights are lonely and go from bad to worse
    Brownie sings to me and I thrill to her verse
    She makes me happy and she makes me feel merrier
    Brownie is my favour-ite black haired terrier

    I love Brownie better than Jeannie, Jeannie
    I love Brownie better than
    Jeannie without the hair
    I will not forget, forget the night I called
    I looked for Jeannie's light brown hair
    And found that she was bald

    I dream of Jeannie with the (pop, whistle & cow bell)
    She is so (pop) that I could almost (car horn)
    I dream of Jeannie with the (pop, whistle & cow bell)
    Ev'ry time I look at her I (grunt, grunt, grunt)
    Ev'ry time I (gunshot) her, I could almost (car horn)
    Ev'ry time I (gunshot) her, I (gil-ulp, gil-ulp, gulp)
    I dream of Jeannie with the (bell, ascending whistle, Neigh)
    Jeannie is my queenie, for I love her so



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Jesus The Missing Years
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    Jesus The Missing Years
    Composer(s): John Prine
    Performer(s): John Prine



    It was raining it was cold
    West Bethlehem was no place for a twelve year old
    So he packed his bags and he headed out
    To find out what the world's about
    He went to France he went to Spain
    He found love he found pain
    He found stores so he started to shop
    But he had no money so he got in trouble with a cop

    Kids in trouble wiht the cops from Israel didn't have no home
    So he cut his hair and moved to Rome
    It was there he met his Irish bride
    And they rented a flat on the lower east side
    Of Rome
    Italy that is
    Music publishers, book binders, bible belters
    Swimming pools, orgies and lots of pretty Italian chicks

    Charley bought some popcorn
    Billy bought a car
    Someone almost bought the farm
    But they didn't go that far
    Things shut down at midnight
    At least around here they do
    Cause we all reside down the block inside
    At 23 skidoo

    Wine was flowing so were beers
    So Jesus found his missing years
    He went to a dance and said, "This don't move me"
    So he hiked up his pants and he went to a movie
    On his thirteenth birthday he saw 'Rebel Without a Cause'
    He went straight on home and invented Santa Claus
    Who gave him a gift
    And he responded in kind
    He gave the gift of love and went out of his mind

    You see him and the wife wasn't getting along
    So he took out his guitar and he wrote a song
    Called 'The Dove Of Love Fell Off The Perch'
    But he couldn't get divorced in the Catholic Church
    At least not back then anyhow
    Jesus was a good guy he didn't need this shit
    So he took a pill with a Coca-Cola and he swallowed it
    He discovered the Beatles
    He recorded with the Stones
    Once he even opened up a three way package
    For old George Jones

    The years passed by like sweet little days
    With babies crying pork chops and Beaujolais
    When he woke up he was seventeen
    The world was angry the world was mean
    Why the man down the street and the kid on the stoop
    All agreed that life stank all the world smelled like poop
    Baby poop that is the worst kind

    So he grew his hair long and threw away his comb
    And headed back to Jerusalem to find mom, dad and home
    But when he got there the cupboard was bare
    Except for an old black man with a fishing rod
    He said, "Whatcha gonna be when you grow up?"
    Jesus said "God"
    Oh my God what have I gotten myself into?
    I'm a human corkscrew and all my wine is blood
    They're gonna kill me Mama, they don't like me Bud

    So Jesus went to heaven and he went there awful quick
    All them people killed him and He wasn't even sick
    So come and gather around me my contemporary peers
    And I'll tell you all the story
    Of Jesus ... the missing years




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    14-11-1978
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    Todo A Mi Favor
    Composer(s): Adrian Abonizio
    Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto



    Siempre preocupado, como sin destino
    igual que un marinero recién embarcado
    siento como cantan el Ave María
    las viejas del barrio allá en las casillas
    cara de ladrón, ropa muy antigua
    como un extranjero en su propia quinta
    abre la ventana la rubia lijera
    pero ella solo invita a los que tienen tela
    perdedor por muchas cabezas
    ganador de la sutileza
    mientras que otros persiguen el oro
    solo me contendo por durar un poco
    sé que esta no es forma ni filosofía
    solo la defensa de mi pobre vida
    tengo esperanzas, no las pierdo
    porque soy un ganador
    pero creo que este año me irá peor
    Por eso la otra tarde
    con ánimo de lucha
    yo me fuí p'al centro como quien disfruta
    pero en el 59 aunque iba muy atento
    una mano amiga me rapiñó el vento
    no importa me dijo, vamos pa' adelante
    sin tener en cuenta que andaba cesante
    y por andar pensando en esas cosas distraído
    no vi ni la sombra de ese colectivo
    Perdedor por muchas cabezas
    ganador de la sutileza
    mientras que los otros persiguen el oro
    solo me contento por durar un poco
    sé que esta no es forma ni filosofía
    solo la defensa cuando estaba en vida
    ahora vivo en una nube que no para de llover
    pago al día mis impuestos más el alquiler
    los diarios de aquí arriba son todos oficialistas
    traen las hojas en blanco con la cara del barbita
    aquí arriba se comenta
    que hasta el cielo está empeñado
    que levanten ese muerto, San Pedro y sus asociados
    tengo esperanza, no las pierdo
    porque soy un ganador
    pero creo que este año me irá peor



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    I Dream In The Arms Of My Darling
    Composer(s): Box; Cox
    Performer(s): Rita Williams



    I dream in the arms of my darling
    When the toil of the long day is through
    And there in the arms of my darling
    All my cares fade away in the blue
    I find perfect peace with my loved one
    We meet at the close of each day
    I dream in the arms of my darling
    Though you’re ever so far away

    I dream in the arms of my darling
    Though you’re ever so far away



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