Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Life Is A Rock (But The Radio Rolled Me) Composer(s): Norman Dolph - Paul DiFranco - Joey Levine First release by: Reunion - 1974
B. Bumble and the Stingers, Mott the Hoople, Ray Charles Singers Lonnie Mack and twangin' Eddy, here's my ring we're goin' steady Take it easy, take me higher, liar liar, house on fire Locomotion, Poco, Passion, Deeper Purple, Satisfaction Baby baby gotta gotta gimme gimme gettin' hotter Sammy's cookin', Lesley Gore and Ritchie Valens, end of story Mahavishnu, fujiyama, kama-sutra, rama-lama Richard Perry, Spector, Barry, Rogers-Hart, Nilsson, Harry Shimmy shimmy ko-ko bop and Fats is back and Finger Poppin'
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me Life is a rock but the radio rolled me At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
FM, AM, hits are clickin' while the clock is tock-a-tickin' Friends and Romans, salutations, Brenda and the Tabulations Carly Simon, I behold her, Rolling Stones and centerfoldin' Johnny Cash and Johnny Rivers, can't stop now, I got the shivers Mungo Jerry, Peter Peter Paul and Paul and Mary Mary Dr. John the nightly tripper, Doris Day and Jack the Ripper Gotta go Sir, gotta swelter, Leon Russell, Gimme Shelter Miracles in smokey places, slide guitars and Fender basses Mushroom omelet, Bonnie Bramlett, Wilson Pickett, stop and kick it
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me Life is a rock but the radio ...
Arthur Janov's primal screamin', Hawkins, Jay and Dale and Ronnie Kukla, Fran and Norma Okla Denver, John and Osmond, Donny JJ Cale and ZZ Top and LL Bean and De De Dinah David Bowie, Steely Dan and sing me prouder, CC Rider Edgar Winter, Joanie Sommers, Osmond Brothers, Johnny Thunders Eric Clapton, pedal wah-wah, Stephen Foster, do-dah do-dah Good Vibrations, Help Me Rhonda, Surfer Girl and Little Honda Tighter, tighter, honey, honey, sugar, sugar, yummy, yummy CBS and Warner Brothers, RCA and all the others
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me Life is a rock but the radio rolled me At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
Listen (remember) they're playing our song
Rock it, sock it, Alan Freed me, Murray Kaufman, try to leave me Fish, and Swim, and Boston Monkey, Make it bad and play it funky
Life Is A Minestrone Composer(s): Eric Stewart - Kevin Godley - Lol Creme Performer(s): 10cc
I'm dancing on the White House lawn Sipping tea by the Taj Mahal at dawn Hanging round The gardens of Babylon Minnie Mouse has got it all sewn up She gets more fan mail than the Pope She takes the mickey out of all my phobias Like signing cheques to ward off double pneumonia Life is a minestrone Served up with Parmesan cheese Death is a cold Lasagne Suspended in deep freeze I'm leaning on the Tower of Pisa Had an eyeful of the tower in France I'm hanging round The gardens of Madison And the seat of learning And the flush of success Relieves a constipated mind I'm like a gourmet In a skid row diner A fitting menu for a dilettante Life is a minestrone Served up with Parmesan cheese Death is a cold Lasagne Suspended in deep freeze Love is a fire of flaming brandy Upon a crepe suzette Let's get this romance cooking, honey But let us not forget Life is a minestrone Served up with Parmesan cheese Death is a cold Lasagne Suspended in deep freeze
Life Is A Highway Composer(s): Tom Cochrane First release by: Tom Cochrane - 1991
Life's like a road that you travel on When there's one day here and the next day gone Sometimes you bend sometimes you stand Sometimes you turn your back to the wind There's a world outside every darkened Door Where blues won't haunt you anymore Where the brave are free and lovers soar Come ride with me to the distant shore We won't hesitate break down the garden gate There's not much left today
Life is a highway I want to ride it all night long If you're going my way I want to drive it all night long
Through all the cities and all these towns It's in my blood and it's all around I love you now like I loved you then This is the road and these are the hands From mozambique to those memphis nights The khyber pass to vancouver's lights Knock me down get back up again You're in my blood I'm not a lonely man
There's no load I can't hold Road so rough this I know I'll bee there when the light comes in Tell 'em we're survivors
Life is a highway I wanna ride it all night long If you're going my way I wanna drive it all night long
Life is a highway I wanna ride it all night long If you're going my way I wanna drive it all night long
There was a distance between you and I A misunderstanding once but now We look it in the eye
There's no load I can't hold Road so rough this I know I'll be there when the light comes in Tell 'em we're survivors
Life is a highway I wanna ride it all night long If you're going my way I wanna drive it all night long
Life is a highway I wanna ride it all night long If you're going my way I wanna drive it all night long
Life is a highway I wanna ride it all night long If you're going my way I wanna drive it all night long
Bus Stop French Title: Arrêt D'autobus Composer(s): Graham Gouldman Originally performed by: The Hollies
Covered by various other artists
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say Please share my umbrella Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows Under my umbrella
All that summer we enjoyed it Wind and rain and shine That umbrella, we employed it By August, she was mine
Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought Other people stared as if we were both quite insane Someday my name and hers are going to be the same
That's the way the whole thing started Silly but it's true Thinkin' of a sweet romance Beginning in a queue
Came the sun the ice was melting No more sheltering now Nice to think that that umbrella Led me to a vow
Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought Other people stared as if we were both quite insane Someday my name and hers are going to be the same
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say Please share my umbrella Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows Under my umbrella
All that summer we enjoyed it Wind and rain and shine That umbrella, we employed it By August, she was mine
Life Is A Celebration Composer(s): Rick Springfield Performer(s): Rick Springfield
I was lost on a winding road I thought that life had nothing left to give Then you came and showed me that just to live Was the greatest gift of all
And you showed me Life is a celebration And Lord, I'm gonna celebrate Don't you know that life is a celebration So come on now and celebrate, celebrate Life is a celebration Look it's a revelation So celebrate now, celebrate life, yeah Celebrate now, celebrate life, yeah
How could I have been so blind? Just to think that we were living to die Then you came along and I was no longer alone And you lead me to the light And you showed me
Life is a celebration And Lord, I'm gonna celebrate Don't you know that life is a celebration So come on now and celebrate, celebrate Life is a celebration Look it's a revelation So celebrate now, celebrate life, yeah Celebrate now, celebrate life, yeah
And you showed me life is a celebration And Lord, I'm gonna celebrate Don't you know that life is a celebration So come on now and celebrate, celebrate
Life is a celebration Look it's a revelation So celebrate now, celebrate life, yeah Celebrate now, celebrate life, yeah Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate, celebrate Celebrate, celebrate life
Bus Rider Composer(s): Kurt Winter Performer(s): The Guess Who
Get up in the morning, get on the bus Get up in the morning like the rest of us Places to go, important people to meet Better not get up or you might lose your seat
(Bus rider)
Leave the house at six o'clock to be on time Leave the wife and kids at home to make a dime Grab your lunch pail, check for mail in your slot You won't get your cheque if you don't punch the clock
(Bus rider)
(Bus rider)
Grab the evening paper and sit down in your chair Grab yourself a toupee 'cause you're losin' your hair Doesn't matter what you do, you've nothin' to lose I'm so awful goddamn glad I'm not in your shoes
(Bus rider)
(Bus rider) You know you'll ride it every single mornin' today (Bus rider) Ride, ride, little man (Bus rider) I don't wanna ride, no I don't wanna ride (Bus rider) Get up in the morning, get on the bus (Bus rider) Oh, little man ridin' upside down, yeah (Bus rider) Mmm, no I don't wanna ride (Bus rider)
Life In The Fast Lane Composer(s): Joe Walsh - Glenn Frey - Don Henley First release by: Eagles - 1976
He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome And she was terminally pretty She held him up and he held for ransom In the heart of the cold, cold city He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude They said he was ruthless said he was crude They had one thing in common: they were good in bed She'd say, "Faster, faster" "The lights are turning red"
Life in the fast lane Surely make you lose your mind Life in the fast lane
Eager for action and hot for the game The comming attraction, the drop of a name They knew all the right people; They took all the right pills They threw outrageous parties; They paid heavenly bills There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face She pretended not to notice she was caught up in the race Out every evenin' until it was light He was too tired to make it; she was too tired to fight about it.
Life in the fast lane surely make you lose your mind Life in the fast lane Life in the fast lane everything all the time Life in the fast lane
Blowin' and burnin' blinded by thirst They didn't see the stop sign; Took a turn for the worst She said, "Listen, baby You can hear the engine ring "We've been up and down this highway; haven't seen a god-damn thing" He said, "Call the doctor I think I'm gonna crash" "The doctor say he's coming but you gotta pay in cash" They were rushing down that freeway; Messed around and got lost They didn't care they were just dyin' to get off
And it was life in the fast lane Surely make you lose your mind Life in the fast lane Life in the fast lane everything all the time Life in the fast lane
Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee Composer(s): Buffy Saint-Marie Performer(s): Buffy Saint-Marie; Indigo Girls
Indian legislation on the desk of a do-right Congressman Now, he don't know much about the issue so he picks up the phone and he asks advice from the Senator out in Indian country A darling of the energy companies who are ripping off whats left of the reservations Huh
I learned a safety rule I dont know who to thank Don't stand between the reservation and the corporate bank They send in federal tanks It isnt nice but its reality
Chorus: Bury my heart at Wounded Knee Deep in the Earth Cover me with pretty lies bury my heart at Wounded Knee Huh
They got these energy companies that want the land and theyve got churches by the dozen who want to guide our hands and sign Mother Earth over to pollution, war and greed Get rich... get rich quick
Chorus
We got the federal marshals We got the covert spies We got the liars by the fire We got the FBIs They lie in court and get nailed and still Peltier goes off to jail
Chorus
My girlfriend Annie Mae talked about uranium Her head was filled with bullets and her body dumped The FBI cut off her hands and told us shed died of exposure Loo loo loo loo loo
Chorus
We had the Goldrush Wars Aw, didnt we learn to crawl and still our history gets written in a liars scrawl They tell ya Honey, you can still be an Indian d-d-down at the Y on Saturday nights
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee Deep in the Earth Cover me with pretty lies Bury my heart at Wounded Knee Huh!
Life In The Bloodstream Composer(s): Burton Cummings Performer(s): The Guess Who
You don't believe that this whole universe Could be inside your little sister's purse You don't believe you're just a living glob Like Lucy, Freddy, Ricky, Frank and Bob
We're life in the bloodstream, baby That's the natural progression We're life in the bloodstream I hope the little boy don't fall and skin his knee
Ain't it hard when you discover Your energy has to leave you for another Don't it make you wanna lay down and cry When they tell you it's time you have to die
We're life in the bloodstream, baby That's the natural progression We're life in the bloodstream I hope the little boy don't fall and skin his knee
We're life in the bloodstream, baby That's the natural progression We're life in the bloodstream I hope the little boy don't fall and skin his knee
Bury My Body Composer(s): Al Kooper; Alan Price Performer(s): The Animals; Al Kooper
Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah
Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah
Lead me Jesus, lead me Why don't you lead me in the middle of the air And if my wings should fail me Won't you provide me with another pair
Please God I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah I said alright You know it's alright alright
Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah
Lead me Jesus, lead me Why don't you lead me in the middle of the air And if my wings should fail me Won't you provide me with another pair
Please God I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah I said alright My soul, my soul, my soul Is gonna live, with God
Life In London Composer(s): Pat Travers Performer(s): Pat Travers
Life in London is bittersweet Spray can slogans along the street Some kind of revolution in the town Razor blades and safety pins make you look like a clown
What's goin' down Is just the same old sound You know that energy Has always been my drug for me
And I came across a lot of water Just to see if it could be The place to go, the life for me I changed my dollars into pounds And now that drink is gonna cost me 50p.
But the District Line just doesn't seem To be going as far as I'd like to go today
And I've met a lot of great people I guess that's one thing that will never change People are people wherever you go Now you wanna know why, it's cuz I'm telling you so
But I'd like to see, some peace and harmony Well, everybody thinks differently But that shouldn't mean a thing Shouldn't mean a thing
Pack up my suitcase, I gotta go Back to a land that I think I know Bring some things with me Leave something behind Oh, Life in London's at the back of my mind
But the District Line just doesn't seem To be going as far as I'd like to go today
Bury Me Standing Composer(s): Gerrit Graham; Bob Weir Performer(s): Bob Weir & RatDog
Once again the crossroads Ain't no moon shinin' through the trees Goddess lost my number, babe Left me begging, baby please Bury me standing I've been too long on my knees
Angel and the devil, babe They be walking side by side Hammer on each other, babe Never one be satisfied Bury me standing Just the last place left to hide
Nothing you can figure, babe Nothing you can fix Ain't much of nothing, babe Just a couple tricks
Ooh - now I know you know that song Bury me standing I've been crawling way too long
Got a fist full of trouble, babe And one more will get you three Whole lot of shakin' peaches, babe Poison peaches, trouble tree If I change my way of living Well it would mean so much to me
Blue smoke in the bar room Tattooed muscle, beer for beer Brown bottles and whiskey, babe Got a pay phone to my ear Woman made me love her Now some dude tells me she ain't here
Give me whisky for whisky Give me blow for blow Give me whole lot of nothing baby But to go down slow
Give me fire for fire Give me ice for ice Give me something to live for baby Now I'm asking nice
Ooh - Goddamn eternal tease Bury me standing I been too long on my knees Bury me at the crossroads Lay me down and let me be
Once again the crossroads And there ain't no moon shinin' through the trees Goddess tossed my number, babe Left me begging, baby please Bury me standing I been a lifetime on my knees Bury me at the crossroads Lay me down and let me be
Let me be Lay me down and let me be Let me be Let me be Lay me down and let me be Let me be Lay me down and let me be
Life Has Just Begun Composer(s): Randy California Performer(s): Spirit
Oh hey Kiowa, I know your name Catch me a glancing with one of your eye So much we are chancing if we said goodbye, Ohh Softly say you'll be my bride and our hopes all sun and feel Say you'll always be here by my side With the hopes all constantly ohh We walked in the dream and we knew it was Married in the dreams Strange as it seemed that we knew because Because life has just begun Life has just begun, life has just begun Because life has just begun
Hey Kiowa, I know your name Hey Kiowa, I know your name Walking in that sunny hour I even know your names Atowa No war on the rocky hour I meet some people of desire Walked in the dream and we knew it was Strange as it seemed that we knew because Because life has just begun Life has just begun, life has just begun life has just begun, life has just begun Because life has just begun Because life has just begun (Repeat) ...
Well now, that clover man way up in Dundee Well now, that clover man way up in Dundee Well now, you go down to Mr. Howard Stovall's place he's got all the burr clover you need
Well now, the reason that I love that old burr clover farm so well Well now, the reason that I love that old burr clover farm so well Well now, we always have money and we never raise no hell
Well now, I'm leaving this morning, and I sure do hate to go Well now, I'm leaving this morning, and I sure do hate to go Well now, I've got to leave this burr clover farm, I ain't coming back no more
Now, good bye everybody and I may not coming back again Now, good bye everybody and I may not coming back again Well now, I've got to leave this burr clover farm, my baby don't want me around
Well, so long, so long, you gonna need my help, I say Well, so long, so long, you gonna need my help, I say Well now, I here do wanna sell you some burr clover, honey, just before I go away
The sun comes up and the sun goes down The hands on the clock go round and roumd I just wake up and it's time to lay down Life gets tee-jus, don't it?
My shoe's untied, but shucks, I don't care Cuz I reckon I ain't a-goin' nowhere I'd brush my teeth and comb my hair Just too much wasted effort
The water in the well gets lower and lower Ain't had a bath in a month or more I've heard it said and I'm sure it's true That too much bathin'll weaken you
Danged ol' mule, he must be sick I jabbed him in the rump with a pin on a stick He hunched his back, but he wouldn't kick Something cock-eyed somewhere
Hound dog's howlin' so forlorn Laziest dawg that ever was born He's howlin' 'cause he's sittin' on a thorn Just too tired to move over
Well, the cow's gone dry and the hens won't lay And my well dried up last Saturday My troubles keep pilin' up day by day And now I'm gettin' dandruff
Roof's a-leakin' and the chimney leans An' there's a hole in the seat of my old blue jeans Now I've eat the last of the pork an' beans Just can't depend on nuthin'
Mouse is gnawin' at the pantry door He's been at it now for a month or more When he gets through he'll sure be sore 'Cause there ain't a dang thing in there
Well, it's debts and taxes and pains and woes Aches and miseries and that's how it goes And now I'm getting a cold in my nose Life gets tasteless, don't it?
One, two, one, two, three, four I'm the gift and giver, not a woman mistreater
you know that is no one else You can have me just one time baby, she said Baby, I'll give you a chance, 'cos I'm
Chorus: Burning up with fever, and you're the fever inside I'm burning up with fever, it's something I can't hide
Sometimes you do me, sometimes you don't, I know, I want you all the time Here's one thing you should know, I won't, iIwon't stand in line for your love
Chorus
Sometimes you do me, sometimes you don't I know, I want you all the time, but I'm
Life Can Be Beautiful Composer(s): Harold Adamson - Jimmy McHugh Performer(s): Vaugh Monroe & His Orch. and multiple other artists
My life was never like a story No happy ending was in view But now a miracle has happened The way I feel is all so new
Life can be beautiful, how do I know Somebody beautiful just told me so Life can be summertime when it's really fall Love can come any time, any time at all Nights can be heavenly, take nights like this What makes them heavenly? Only your kiss Through all these many years guess I always knew That life could be beautiful with you
Mannen Van Lichte Zeden Performer(s): De Strangers
Bij de manne van plezier. . on de grote markt in Lier vind 'n vraa da d'is serieus, wel e ventje nor heur keus mor ze moet wel . . het slechte pad betreden bij de mannen van lichte zeden
heddet ook al hore zegge. . z'hemme op gebied van sex wèr iet anders uitgevonde. . ik ston effenaf perplex nor het schijnt da d'on de kante van de grote markt in Lier kabardouchkes zèn te vinde . . vol mè manne van plezier ieder vraa die wa fatsoen hee, die bleft weg van zo'ne kant waar ne vent ze geld verdient langs den trottoir en waar ander on hun venster zitte wachte op ne klant in hun onderlefke en 'ne suspensoir en ze lache en ze loenke en ze roepe "schat" en "chou" en van tijd tot tijd dan doet er iêne z'n gordijntje toe
Bij de manne van plezier. . on de grote markt in Lier vind 'n vraa da d'is serieus, wel e ventje nor heur keus mor ze moet wel. . het slechte pad betreden bij de mannen van lichte zeden
'k weet 'n vraa die op ne middag heur commisjes had gedaan en die wou zo mor ineens nor de plezante manne gaan heure vent diê was ni thuis omdattem mè de late stoeng daarom kon zij hiêl gemakkelijk is e slipperke gon doeng dus het duurde ni te lank of zij zat in 'n louche bar en den toog mè Linke Fons en Lepe Swa en na 't zeveste tourneeke was het eindelijk zo var zij ging mee nor bove veur ge wèt wel wa a ge gère nà zou wete hoe da zij heur gange goeng moette van tijd tot tijd gelak as zij, e slipperke gon doeng
Bij de manne van plezier. . on de grote markt in Lier vind 'n vraa da d' is serieus, wel e ventje nor heur keus mor ze moet wel . . het slechte pad betreden bij de mannen. . de mannen . . de mannen van lichte zeden
