Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Scissor Man Composer(s): Andy Partridge First release by: XTC - 1979 Covered by: Primus - 1998
Snipping, snipping, snipping goes the scissor man Putting end to evil doers games Snipping, snipping, snipping goes the scissor man Maybe you are in his book of names Maybe you are in his book of names
So be kind and helpful to your mother Just think twice before you try and steal When he cuts with sticky silver snippers You may find the wounds will never heal
All self made bad boys If you refuse to believe he exist You won't be frightened when you find out You're on his list You're on his list You're on his list
So be good and never poison people Just think twice before the deed is done When you wake up guilty in the morning You may find important pieces gone
Pardons Composer(s): Jacques Brel; Jacques Vigouroux Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Pardon pour cette fille Que l'on a fait pleurer Pardon pour ce regard Que l'on quitte en riant Pardon pour ce visage Qu'une larme a changé Pardon pour ces maisons Où quelqu'un nous attend Et puis pour tous ces mots Que l'on dit mots d'amour Et que nous employons En guise de monnaie Et pour tous les serments Qui meurent au petit jour Pardon pour les jamais Pardon pour les toujours
Pardon de ne plus voir Les choses comme elles sont Pardon d'avoir voulu Oublier nos vingt ans Pardon d'avoir laissé S'oublier nos leçons Pardon de renoncer A nos renoncements Et puis de se terrer Au milieu de sa vie Et puis de préférer Le salaire de Judas Pardon pour l'amitié Pardon pour les amis
Pardon pour les hameaux Qui ne chantent jamais Pardon pour les villages Que l'on a oubliés Pardon pour les cités Où nul ne se connaît Pardon pour les pays Faits de sous-officiers Pardons d'être de ceux Qui se foutent de tout Et de ne pas avoir Chaque jour essayé Et puis pardon encore Et puis pardon surtout De ne jamais savoir Qui doit nous pardonner
Same Old Lang Syne Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg; Mari L. McCarthy; Jim Wilson
Met my old lover in the grocery store The snow was falling, Christmas Eve I stole behind her in the frozen foods And I touched her on the sleeve
She didn't recognize the face at first But then her eyes flew open wide She went to hug me and she spilled her purse And we laughed until we cried
We took her groceries to the checkout stand The food was totalled up and bagged We stood there lost in our embarrassment As the conversation dragged
We went to have ourselves a drink or two But couldn't find an open bar We bought a sixpack at the liquor store And we drank it in her car
We drank a toast to innocence We drank a toast to now And tried to reach beyond the emptiness But neither one knew how
She said she'd married her an architect Who kept her warm and safe and dry She would have liked to say she loved the man But she didn't like to lie
I said the years had been a friend to her And that her eyes were still as blue But in those eyes I wasn't sure If I saw doubt or gratitude
We drank a toast to innocence We drank a toast to time Reliving in our eloquence Another 'auld lang syne'...
The beer was empty and our tongues were tired And running out of things to say She gave a kiss to me as I got out And I watched her drive away
Just for a moment I was back at school And felt that old familiar pain And as I turned to make my way back home The snow turned into rain The snow turned into rain
Science Fiction/Double Feature Composer(s): Richard O'Brien Performer(s): Richard O'Brien and multiple other artists
Michael Rennie was ill The Day the Earth Stood Still But he told us where we stand And Flash Gordon was there in silver underwear Claude Rains was The Invisible Man Then something went wrong for Fay Wray and King Kong They got caught in a celluloid jam Then at a deadly pace, It Came From Outer Space And this is how the message ran.....
Science fiction (Ooh-ooh-ooh) double feature Doctor X (Ooh-ooh-ooh) will build a creature See androids fighting (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Brad and Janet Anne Francis stars in (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Forbidden Planet Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh At the late night, double feature, picture show
I knew Leo G. Carroll was over a barrel When Tarantula took to the hills And I really got hot when I saw Janette Scott Fight a Triffid that spits poison and kills Dana Andrews said prunes gave him the runes And passing them used lots of skills But When Worlds Collide said George Pal to his bride I'm gonna give you some terrible thrills Like a.....
Science fiction (Ooh-ooh-ooh) double feature Doctor X (Ooh-ooh-ooh) will build a creature See androids fighting (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Brad and Janet Anne Francis stars in (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Forbidden Planet Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh At the late night, double feature, picture show I wanna go, Oh-oh-oh-oh To the late night, double feature, picture show By R.K.O., Woh-oh-oh-oh To the late night, double feature, picture show In the back row, Oh-oh-oh-oh To the late night, double feature, picture show
Science fiction, double feature Frank has built and lost his creature Darkness has conquered Brad and Janet The servants gone to a distant planet Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh At the late night, double feature, picture show I want to go Oh-oh-oh-oh To the late night, double feature, picture show
Sailing Home For Christmas Composer(s): Lewis Anderson Performer(s): Doug Stone
They looked out their windows At the ocean that surrounds them In the service of their country Sailin' to a foreign shore Tomorrow will be Christmas And they wish that they could be home Their wives and children need them But their country needs them more
But, they'll be sailin' home for Christmas Sailin' home for Christmas Where a welcome candle in the window gleams They'll be sailin' home for Christmas Sailin' home for Christmas Sailin' home for Christmas in their dreams
Tomorrow they'll serve turkey And they'll sing the Christmas carols They'll talk about their family Their mothers and their sons It's the strangest contradiction Singin' songs of peace and sharing As they man the battle weapons Hopin' war will never come
But, they'll be sailin' home for Christmas Sailin' home for Christmas Where a welcome candle in the window gleams They'll be sailin' home for Christmas Sailin' home for Christmas Sailin' home for Christmas in their dreams
Maybe someday they won't have to Be there anymore When they all start to live the things We have Christmas for
They'll be sailin' home for Christmas Sailin' home for Christmas Where a welcome candle in the window gleams They'll be sailin' home for Christmas Sailin' home for Christmas Sailin' home for Christmas in their dreams
School's Out Composer(s): Alice Cooper; Michael Bruce; Glen Buxton; Dennis Dunawa; Neal Smith First release by: Alice Cooper - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, we got no choice All the girls and boys Makin' all that noise 'Cause they found new toys Well, we can't salute ya Can't find a flag If that don't suit ya That's a drag
School's out for summer School's out forever School's been blown to pieces
No more pencils No more books No more teacher's dirty looks
Well, we got no class And we got no principles And we got no innocence We can't even think of a word that rhymes
School's out for summer School's out forever School's been blown to pieces
No more pencils No more books No more teacher's dirty looks Out for summer Out 'til fall We might not go back at all
School's out forever School's out for summer School's out with fever School's out completely
Rusty Chevrolet Composer(s): Jim DeCaire; Joe Potila Performer(s): Da Yoopers; The Deer Hunters
Dashing through the snow in my rusty Chevrolet Down the road I go, sliding all the way I need new piston rings I need some new snow tires My car is held together by a piece of chicken wire!
Oh, rust and smoke, the heater's broke, the door just blew away I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray-ay The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio's okay Oh, what fun it is to drive this rusty Chevrolet!
I went to IGA, to get some Christmas cheer I just passed up my left front tire and it's gettin' hard to steer Speeding down the highway, right past the county cops I have to drag my swampers just to get the car to stop
Oh, rust and smoke, the heater's broke, the door just blew away I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray-ay The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio's okay Oh, what fun it is to drive this rusty Chevrolet!
Bouncing through the snowdrifts in a big, blue cloud of smoke People laugh as I drive by; I wonder what's the joke! I have to get to Wal-Mart to pick up my layaway Cause Santa's comin' soon in his big, old, rusty sleigh!
Oh, rust and smoke, the heater's broke, the door just blew away I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray-ay The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio's okay Oh, what fun it is to drive this rusttttttttty Chevroooooooleeeeeet!
School Teacher Composer(s): Larry Cansler; Michael Martin Murphey Performer(s): Kenny Rogers & The First Edition
Open the windows, Virginia Let the wind blow the papers away Don't know if you've got it in ya' Just like a dunce in the eighth grade You'll soon be an old maid School teacher, rule creature, cool creature, school teacher
You're a beginner, Virginia Simple arithmetic shows a delay Do all the sums deep within 'ya Oh yes, and then assign the grade You'll soon be an old maid School teacher, rule creature, cool creature, school teacher
Your soul's in limbo, Virginia You found a formula for your mistakes God doesn't know where to send 'ya The Bible's black opaque keepsakes When your red hair's turning gray School teacher, rule creature, cool creature, school teacher
Run Rudolph Run
Composer(s): Johnny Marks; Marvin Lee Broadie
First release by: Chuck Berry - 1958
Covered by multiple other artists
Out of all the reindeer you know you're the mastermind Run, run Rudolph, Randalph's not too far behind Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town Randalph he can hurry, he can take the freeway down And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a merry-go-round
Said Santa to a boy child "What have you been longing for?" "All I want for Christmas is a Rock and Roll electric guitar" And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a shooting star
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town Can't you make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a merry-go-round
Said Santa to a girl child "What would you like most to get?" "I want a little baby doll that can cry, scream and wet" And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a Saber jet
Run, run Rudolph, run, run Rudolph, a running like a son-of-a-gun
School Love Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Barry Blue Performer(s): Barry Blue
School love - school love
The only thing you learn in school is ABC But all I wanna know about is you and me I went and told the teacher 'bout the thing we found But all she said to me is that you're out of bounds in
School love, school love Even though we broke the rule I only wanna be ruled in School love, school love You an' I will be together, end-of-term until forever
They never ever teach you in history And yet we seem to learn about it easily I went and wrote 'I love you' on the classroom wall I wanted ev'ry one to know the way to fall in
School love, school love Even though we broke the rule I only wanna be ruled in School love, school love You and I will be together, end-of-term until forever
After school, oh, I'll be walkin' you home Just me and you - my very own - very own
School Is Out Composer(s): Gene Barge; Gary "U.S." Bonds Performer(s): Gary "U.S." Bonds
(A-one, a-two, a-one-two-three-four)
No more books an' studies Now, I can stay out late with my buddies I can do the things that I a-wanna do 'Cause all my exams are through
I can root for the Yankees from the bleachers An' don't have to worry 'bout teachers An' I'm so glad that school is out I could a-sing an' shout!
(School is out) Everybody' gonna have some fun (School is out) Everybody' gonna jump an' run (School is out) C'mon a-people don't a-you be late (School is out) I just got time to take my girl out on a date
A-school is out at last An' I'm so glad I passed So everybody come an' go with me We' gonna have A Night with "Daddy 'G'"
A-blow, Daddy!
That's great! Let's celebrate! A play a-choo-choo, now! A-do the Continental, oh! Oh-eeyeah! The party's here!
(School is out) Everybody' gonna have some fun (School is out) Everybody' gonna jump an' run (School is out) Come on people don't a-you be late (School is out) I just got time to take my girl out on a date
School is out at last An' I'm so glad I passed Everybody come an' go with me We're gonna have A Night with "Daddy 'G'"
Round and round the Christmas tree Presents hanging there for you and me Lights all shining merrily Christmas a week away
Lights all shining merrily Christmas a week away La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Wishing, hoping, boxes to open But we agree it's right to wait Turkey and dressing, after the blessing And there's just a night to wait
Round and round the Christmas tree Opening presents with the family One for you and two for me Oh what a Christmas Day Oh what a Christmas Day Oh what a Christmas Day Oh what a Christmas Day Oh what a Christmas Day
School Days (When We Were A Couple Of Kids) Composer(s): Will Cobb; Gus Edwards Performer(s): Byron G. Harlan and multiple other artists
Nothing to do, Nellie Darling Nothing to do you say Let's take a trip on memory's ship Back to the bygone days Sail to the old village school house Anchor outside the school door Look in and see, there's you and there's me A couple of kids once more
School days, school days Dear old golden rule days Readin' and 'ritin' and 'rithmetic Taught to the tune of the hickory stick You were my queen in calico I was your bashful barefoot beau And you wrote on my slate, "I love you, Joe" When we were a couple of kids
'Member the hill, Nellie Darling And the oak tree that grew on its brow They've built forty storeys upon that old hill And the oak's an old chestnut now 'Member the meadows so green, dear So fragrant with clover and maize Into new city lots and preferred bus'ness plots They've cut them up since those days
School days, school days Dear old golden rule days Readin' and 'ritin' and 'rithmetic Taught to the tune of the hickory stick You were my queen in calico I was your bashful barefoot beau And you wrote on my slate, "I love you, Joe" When we were a couple of kids
The Christmas Song
Composer(s): Mel Tormé; Robert Wells
First release by: The King Cole Trio - 1946
Covered by multiple other artists
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe Help to make the season bright Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know that Santa's on his way He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh And every mother's child is gonna spy To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so I'm offering this simple phrase To kids from one to ninety-two Although it's been said many times, many ways Merry Christmas to you!
School Days Composer(s): Chuck Berry First release by: Chuck Berry - 1957 Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages: 1964 - Donne-Moi Une Idée 1965 - Dia De Escola 1987 - Wachten Duurt Lang
Up in the mornin' and out to school The teacher is teachin' the Golden Rule American history and practical math You study' em hard and hopin' to pass Workin' your fingers right down to the bone And the guy behind you won't leave you alone
Ring ring goes the bell The cook in the lunchroom's ready to sell You're lucky if you can find a seat You're fortunate if you have time to eat Back in the classroom open you books Gee but the teacher don't know How mean she looks
Soon as three o'clock rolls around You finally lay your burden down Close up your books, get out of your seat
Down the halls and into the street Up to the corner and 'round the bend Right to the juke joint you go in
Drop the coin right into the slot You gotta hear something that's really hot
With the one you love you're makin' romance All day long you been Wantin' to dance Feelin' the music from head to toe 'Round and 'round and 'round you go
Drop the coin right into the slot You gotta hear something that's really hot
Hail, hail rock'n'roll Deliver me from the days of old Long live rock'n'roll The beat of the drum is loud and bold Rock rock rock'n'roll The feelin' is there body and soul
Rockin' Little Christmas
Composer(s): Deborah Allen; Bruce Channel
Performer(s): Brooks & Dunn
and multiple other artists
I wrote a letter to my Santa last night Yeah, I told him what I want to make my Christmas bright And if I don't get it, I'm gonna be blue I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you
I don't want no tinker toys Don't wanna waste my time drinkin' with the boys There's only one thing that I wanna do I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you
I want a rockin' little Christmas Rockin' little Christmas with you And If I get my wishes, gonna be delicious A stockin' full of love for two
Well, I've been a good boy all year And I deserve a little Christmas cheer I want your arms around me the whole night through I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you
Baby, tell me what's it gonna be And where you gonna spend your Christmas Eve And will I be merry or will I be blue I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you
I want a rockin' little Christmas Rockin' little Christmas with you And If I get my wishes, gonna be delicious A stockin' full of love for two
Well, baby, what's it gonna be And where you gonna spend your Christmas Eve And will I be merry or will I be blue I wanna rockin' little Christmas with you
I wanna rockin' little Christmas Rockin' little Christmas Rockin' little Christmas with you
Wachten Duurt Lang (Adapted from: School Days - 1957) Composer(s): Chuck Berry; Bennie Jolink; Bennie Migchelbrink Performer(s): Normaal - 1987
Titles In Other Languages: 1964 - Donne-Moi Une Idée 1965 - Dia De Escola
Elk uur van de dag, van de avond en de nach As ik wakker word, de nacht was te kort Woarum bun i-j now zo an de gang? I-j loat mien wachten, wachten duurt lang
Wachten duurt lang, dat bleek al snel Want ow beloftes bunt alleen moar spel I-j hebt alleen moar noten op ow zang Want i-j loat mien wachten, wachten duurt lang
In de super veur de kassa Steet een grote mensen massa Stoa ik in een file Op meer dan twee wielen Op de snelweg in een auto ko-j niet an de gang In de file mo-j wachten, wachten duurt lang
As ik pissen mot as ik pissen mot Zit de deur op slot zit de deur op slot A'k met een zeer gebit a'k met een zeer gebit Op hete koalen zit op hete koalen zit Mot dat now echt zo? Ik bun zo bang Ik zit te bibberen en te wachten Wachten duurt lang
Elk uur van de dag, van de avond en de nach Elke minuut, elk kwartier, gemartel en gemier Plak die ellende achter het behang Loat die moar wachten, wachten duurt lang Loat die moar wachten, wachten duurt lang Loat die moar wachten, wachten duurt lang...
