The World Is A Ghetto
Composer(s): Howard Scott - B.B. Dickerson - Lonnie Jordan - Harold Brown - Papa Dee Allen - Charles Miller - Lee Oskar
First release by: War - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



Walkin' down the street, smoggy-eyed
Looking at the sky, starry-eyed
Searchin' for the place, weary-eyed
Crying in the night, teary-eyed

Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto

Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto

Wonder when I'll find paradise
Somewhere there's a home sweet and nice
Wonder if I'll find happiness
Never give it up now I guess

Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto

Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto

There's no need to search anywhere
Happiness is here, have your share
If you know you're loved, be secure
Paradise is love to be sure

Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto

Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto

Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto

Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto

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Como Un Gondolier
Composer(s): M. De la Calva; R. Arcusa; Miguel Gallardo; C. Toro
Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo



Mi vida se parece, al alma de Venecia
y al corazón de un gondolier
viendo pasar amores, que quisiera alcanzarlos
y que quizás jamás tendré
Regalando a la noche, y a los enamorados
mi vida en cada canción
envidiando en el fondo, a esos locos amantes
que se dan todo por amor
Así vivo yo, y así viviré
velando en silencio, amores ajenos
como un gondolier
Así vivo yo, y así seguiré
creando en el fondo, sueños para otros
como un gondolier
Navego por canales, en góndolas de plata
que inventa mi imaginación
cantando a las parejas, historias de sus vidas
escritas con el corazón
A cambio tengo todo, o al menos no me quejo
pero lo tengo que pagar
la vida no perdona, te empuja hasta la cima
a cambio de la soledad
Así vivo yo, y así viviré
velando en silencio, amores ajenos
como un gondolier
Así vivo yo, y así seguiré
creando en el fondo, sueños para otros
como un gondolier
Así vivo yo, y así viviré
velando en silencio, amores ajenos
como un gondolier
Así vivo yo, y así seguiré
creando en el fondo, sueños para otros
como un gondolier

Habanera
Composer(s): Georges Bizet
Performer(s): Nathalie Choquette;
and various other artists



L'Amour est un oiseau rebelle 
Que nul ne peut apprivoiser
Et c'est bien en vain qu'on l'appelle
S'il lui convient de refuser
Rien n'y fait, menace ou prière
L'un parle bien, l'autre se tait
Et c'est l'autre que je préfère 
Il n'a rien dit; mais il me tient
L'Amour est un oiseau rebelle 
L'Amour
Que nul ne peut apprivoiser
L'Amour
Et c'est bien en vain qu'on l'appelle
L'Amour
S'il lui convient de refuser
L'Amour
L'Amour est enfant de Bohême
Il n'a jamais, jamais connu de loi
Si tu ne m'aime pas, je t'aime
Si je t'aime, prend garde à toi! 
(Prends garde à toi)
Si tu ne m'aime pas si tu ne m'aimes pas  je t'aime
(Prends garde à toi)
Mais si je t'aime si je t'aime prends garde à toi!

The World I Used To Know
Composer(s): Rod McKuen
Performer(s): The Kingston Trio
and multiple other artists



Some day some old familiar rain will come along and know my name
And then my shelter will be gone and I'll have to move along
But 'till I do I'll stay awhile and track the hidden country of your smile

Some day the man I use to be will come along and call on me
And then because I'm just a man, you'll find my feet are made of sand
But 'till that time I'll tell you lies and charter hidden bound'ries of your eyes

Some day the world I use to know will come along and bid me go
Then I'll be leaving you behind for love is just a state of mind
But 'till that day I'll be your man and love away your troubles if I can
And 'till that day I'll be your man and love away your troubles if I can

Como Tu Quieres
Performer(s): José Feliciano



Me voy, porque no soy, como tu quieres
me siguen demasiado las mujeres
tratando de envolverme en sus quereres

Me voy, porque no puedo vivir a tu manera
mi alma se siente prisionera, al ver que tu te encelas
con cualquiera

Pero no quiere decir, que no eres primero aquí en mi alma
primero aquí en mi ser, y también en mi corazón
No podré, no podré, volver contigo, como tu quieres

Me voy, porque no puedo vivir, con tus reproches
me siento tan culpable por las noches, al ver que 
tu no me perdonas, eyyy

Pero no quiere decir, que no eres primero aquí en mi alma
primero aquí en mi ser, y también en mi corazón
No podré, no podré, volver contigo, como tu quieres

Me voy, porque no soy, como tu quieres
me siguen demasiado las mujeres
tratando de envolverme en sus quereres
y por eso me voy, eyyy
y por eso me voy, mmm
y por eso me voy, eyyy, eyyyy
me voy....

(Hep! Hep!) The Jumpin' Jive (aka The Jumpin' Jive)
Composer(s): Cab Calloway - Fred Froeba - Jack Palmer
First recording: Lionel Hampton & His Orch. - 1939
Covered by multiple other artists



Hep-hep!
De-boodle-de-ack, de-boodle-de-ackasaki!
Hep-hep!
Oh, rang-tang, te-dah-dah
Hep-hep!
Gonna tell you 'bout the jumpin' jive
Hep-hep!
Jim, jam, jump, the jumpin' jive
Hep-hep!
Cats gonna beat out this mellow jive
Hep-hep!
Beat it out on the mellow side
Boy?
Whatcha gonna say there, gate?
Oh, boy!
Whatcha gonna say there, gate?
Palomar, Shalomar, Swanee shore
Let me dig that jive once more
Boy!
Lay it right on down to the gator
Oh, boy!
Lay it flat as a gator
Now, can't you hear those hepcats call
Yeah!
Come on, boys, let's have a ball!
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Makes you dig your jive on the mellow side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jump is the solid jive
Makes you nine foot tall when you're four foot five
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Now, don't you be that ickeroo
Get hep, come on and follow through
Then you get your steady foo
You make the joint jump like the gators do
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jumpin' jive
Makes you hep-hep on the mellow side!
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Will make you dig your jive on the mellow side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jump, the solid jive
Makes you nine foot tall when you're four foot five
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Now, don't you be that ickeroo
Get hep, come on and follow through
Then you get your steady foo
You make the joint jump like the gators do
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jumpin' jive
Makes you hep-hep on the mellow side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Now, I've told you 'bout the jumpin' jive
The jim, jam, jump, the jumpin' jive
I know you dug this mellow jive
Oh, you dig it on the mellow side

The Working Man 
Composer(s): John C. Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival



Well, I was born on a Sunday; On Thursday I had me a job
I was born on a Sunday; By Thursday I was workin' out on the job
I ain't never had no day off since I learned right from wrong

Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head
And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, "I gotta earn my own way"

I ain't never been in trouble
I ain't got the time
I don't mess around with magic, child
What I got is mine

Whatever you say, Lord, well, that's what I'm gonna do
Whatever you say, well, that's what I'm gonna do
'Cause I'm the Working Man, Lord, and I do the job for you

I ain't never been in trouble
I ain't got the time
I don't mess around with magic, child
What I got is mine

Every Friday, well, that's when I get paid
Don't take me on Friday, Lord, 'cause that's when I get paid
Let me die on Saturday night, ooh, before Sunday gets my head

Como Todos
Performer(s): Nino Bravo



Si yo nací... como todos nacemos
llorando, llorando
si yo crecí... como todos crecemos
jugando, jugando
si yo viví como todos
soñando, soñando
y conseguí lo que tengo
luchando, luchando

Por qué no puedo encontrar un amor
como tú o como aquel 
si yo soy igual
por qué no puedo obtener felicidad
por qué no puedo encontrar un amor
como tú o como aquel 
si yo soy igual 

Si yo nací... como todos nacemos
llorando, llorando
si yo crecí... como todos crecemos
jugando, jugando
si yo viví como todos
soñando, soñando
y conseguí lo que tengo
luchando, luchando

Por qué no puedo encontrar un amor
como tú o como aquel 
si yo soy igual
por qué no puedo obtener felicidad
Por qué no puedo encontrar un amor
como tú o como aquel 
si yo soy igual

(Heart) Stop Calling Her Name
Composer(s): Kaufman; Travis; Harris
Performer(s): Ron Dante


Heart stop calling her name
Heart stop playin' this game
She doesn't love you anymore

I'm tryin' to lead a life of my own now
But you don't wanna let me alone now
You keep reminding me of her kiss
But How can I go on like this?

Heart stop calling her name
Heart stop playin' this game
She doesn't love you anymore

I wanna go out and enjoy the sights
I wanna forget about those lonely nights
I wanna meet and love someone new
But I can't because of you

Heart stop calling her name
Heart stop playin' this game
She doesn't love you anymore

Heart stop beatin' so fast
you knew it wouldn't last
She doesn't love you anymore

The Work Song
Composer(s): Kate McGarrigle
Performer(s): Maria Muldaur



Back before the blues were blues
When the good old songs were new
Songs that may no longer please us
'Bout the darkies, A-bout Jesus
Mississippi minstrels, the color of molasses
Strumming on their banjos to entertain their massahs
Some said garbage, some said art
You couldn't call it soul
You had to call it heart

Backs broke bending digging holes to plant the seeds
The owners ate the cane and the workers ate the weeds
Put mud in the stove and water in the cup
You work so hard you died standing up

Como Todo El Mundo
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Yo hablo sencillo como todo el mundo
Puedo repetir
si hay alguien que no ha entendido bien

Me gusta enamorarme, y, como todo el mundo, salgo
por la puerta que da al fondo de las casas
Procuro no pisar flores
cruzo por las esquinas de la calle
y saludo si me quieren saludar
No tengo aún despertador, pero ya lo tendré
-mientras que me despierten los vecinos-
Debajo de la almohada no escondo armas de hielo
que ni en sueños he aprendido a disparar

Yo hablo sencillo, como todo el mundo
Puedo repetir
si hay alguien que no ha entendido bien

Me gusta casablanca, tambien el chocolate
y fumar cuando termino de comer
Me gusta la cerveza fría, que no haya ruido si trabajo
y aún me gustaría patinar
Prefiero andar en ropa de la calle, porque
así puedo juntarme a las aceras mejor
Me gustan las peliculas de Bergman
los poemas de Vallejo
y las canciones de Pablo Milanés

Yo hablo sencillo, como todo el mundo
Puedo repetir
si hay alguien que no ha entendido bien

Room At The Cross For You
Composer(s): Ira F. Stanphill
Performer(s): The Cathedrals; Randy Travis



The cross upon which Jesus died
Is a shelter in which we can hide
And its grace so free is sufficient for me
And deep is its fountain as wide as the sea

There's room at the cross for you
There's room at the cross for you
Tho millions have come 
There's still room for one
Yes, there's room at the cross for you

Tho millions have found Him a friend
And have turned from the sins they have sinned
The Savior still waits to open the gates
And welcomes a sinner before it's too late

There's room at the cross for you
There's room at the cross for you
Tho millions have come
There's still room for one
Yes, there's room at the cross for you

The hand of my Savior is strong
And the love of my Savior is long
Through sunshine or rain, through loss or in gain
The blood flows from Calvary to cleanse every stain

There's room at the cross for you
There's room at the cross for you
Tho millions have come
There's still room for one
Yes, there's room at the cross for you

The Work Song
Composer(s): Mack David - Al Hoffman - Jerry Livingston
Performer(s): Jim MacDonald



Cinderella, Cinderella
All I hear is Cinderella, from the moment I get up
till shades of night are falling
There isn't any letup, I hear them calling, calling
"Go up and do the attic and go down and do the cellar, you can do them
both together
Cinderella."
How lovely it would be
if I could live in my fantasy
But in the middle of my dreaming
they're screaming
at me
Cinderella  

Como Te Atreves
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Como te atreves
A hablar de belleza en el supermercado
como te atreves
A no babear delante del pastel
como te atreves
A izar la bandera del amotinado
como te atreves
A ser un enamorado de Jacques Brel
como te atreves
A andar por ahí diciendo lo que piensas
como te atreves
A dogmatizar que el sexo es como Dios
como te atreves
A no ser un cazador de recompensas
como te atreves
A no proyectarte hacia el 92
 
¡intenso!, ¡masoca!
Te escupen cada vez que dices
que te contradices por abrir la boca
¡purista!, ¡vetusto!
Te ladran por seguir diciendo
que te está jodiendo tanto precio justo...
Parece que es normal
incluso racional
Que adorne tu espalda algún puñal
Como te atreves
A no comprender que todo es compra-venta
como te atreves
A desenterrar el mito del autor
como te atreves
A no abandonar el look de los 60
como te atreves
A sobrevivir sin un ordenador
como te atreves
A olerte que marketing huele a marxismo
como te atreves
A no ser mas culto con el rock and roll
como te atreves
A reivindicar que el otro es uno mismo
como te atreves
A no hacer canción urbana en español
¡intenso!, Imasoca!

Ronsard 58
Composer(s): Serge Barthélemy; Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg



Tant qu't'auras ma belle de chouettes avantages
T'auras des amants t'auras du succès
T'auras des vacances sur les beaux rivages
Et des bikinis à tout faire craquer
T'auras des visions t'auras des bagnoles
Des types bien sapés te f'ront du baise-main
Tu f'ras des sourires tu joueras ton rôle
Mais tu n'seras jamais qu'une petite putain

Putain des trotoirs putain des palaces
Pour les mecs dans l'fond c'est le même tabac
On lui paye son prix on s'en débarrasse
Faut qu'elle fasse l'amour et pas d'embarras
D'ailleurs un beau jour ma bath petite môme
Faudra qu'tu t'décides à passer la main
Alors en chialant tu t'diras qu'ma pomme
Elle avait du bon en tant qu'écrivain

C'est tout c'que t'auras mes vers à la gomme
Ma littérature dont tu t'es foutu
C'est tout ce que tu auras pour t'rappeler les hommes
Tes anciens tordus qui t'regarderont plus
C'est le seul miroir où tu n'seras pas moche
Il est garanti pour l'éternité
Le vieux père Ronsard n'était pas une cloche
Quand il disait ça à sa mijaurée
À sa mijaurée, à sa mijaurée

The Woody Woodpecker Song
Composer(s): Ramez Idriss - George Tibbles
Performer(s): Kay Kyser 
and multiple other artists



Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
Oh, that's the Woody Woodpecker song
Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
Yeah, he's a-peckin' it all day long

He pecks a few holes in a tree to see
If a redwood's really red
And it's nothing to him, on the tiniest whim
To peck a few holes in your head

Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
Oh, that's the Woody Woodpecker's tune
Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
Makes the other woodpeckers swoon

Though it doesn't make sense to the dull and the dense
And the lady woodpeckers long for
Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
That's the Woody Woodpecker song

Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
Woody Woodpecker's serenade
Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
On the woodpecker hit parade

Though he can't sing a note, there's a frog in his throat
All his top notes come out blurred
He's the ladies' first choice, with a laugh in his voice
He gives all his rivals the bird

Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
He'll be settlin' down some day
Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
He'll be hearin' the preacher say

For the rest of your life you'll be Woody and wife
And the choir will sing along with
Ho-ho-ho ho ho! Ho-ho-ho ho ho!
The Woody Woodpecker song 

Como Se Fosse
Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner; Capinan
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner



De azul carinho
Vi a noite pintada
Fosse alegre, como ave saltando
Fosse triste, como ser virgem
Fosse linda, como a conquista
Das estrelas
Das estrelas

De azul carinho
Veio o desenho pintado
Jeito de amar desesperado
Mais chorado que vivido
Como se vivê-la
Fosse não vê-la

Ronnie
Composer(s): Bob Gaudio; Bob Crewe
Performer(s): Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons;
Jersey Babys



I'll go on living and keep on forgiving because
You were my first love

So very warm and tender
The way you loved me
Hey girl, can't you remember
And want more of me

Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie
Why did you go
Ronnie, oh, Ronnie, Ronnie
I am regretting but can't stop forgetting because
You were my first love

You said now you don't need me
Because I cheated
Why didn't you believe me
When I repeated

Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie
You'll never know
Ronnie, oh, Ronnie, Ronnie
I'll go on living and keep on forgiving because
You were my first love

I walk all alone
I cry at home
Night after night (night after night)
Day after day

I never cheated
I still repeat it

Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie, you'll never know
Ronnie, oh, Ronnie, Ronnie
I'll go on living and keep on forgiving because
You were my first love

I'll go on living and keep on forgiving because
You were my first love

The Woodpecker Song
((Italian Version: Reginella Campagnola (Carlo Buti))
Composer(s): Harold Adamson - Eldo Di Lazzaro - C. Bruno
Performer(s): Glenn Miller
and multiple other artists



He's up each morning bright and early
To wake up all the neighborhood
To bring to ev'ry boy and girlie
His happy serenade on wood

Hear him pickin' out a melody
Peck, peck, peckin' at the same old tree
He's as happy as a bumble bee
All day long

To serenade your lady
Just find a tree that's shady
And when you hear that tick-a-tick-tick, tick-a-tick-tick
Tick-a-tick-tick, sing right along

Come on and try his rhythm
And let your hearts beat with 'im
Just listen to that tick-a-tick-tick, tick-a-tick-tick
Happy little Woodpecker Song

Como Quien Dice
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Hoy volví a bailar contigo
volví a enseñarte mis amigos
regresé sin ton ni son

Luego vi en el pensamiento
a este verano en que te vi
de nuevo me senté contento
y agotado junto a ti

Hoy estuve en la mañana
de cantos de sinsontes
de sol en la ventana
de amanecer de montes
de sábanas saciadas

Hoy volví a tener destino
del torpe caminante
de sueños enemigos
de idioma navegante
de rey de mendigos
de rey y de mendigo

Hoy volví de entre los muertos
silbando extraño tu canción
tirando notas y recuerdos
como quien dice un adiós