Mao Et Moa
Composer(s): Clothaire; Nino Ferrer
Performer(s): Nino Ferrer



Si je suis rapide et rusé
Quand je fais mes Mao croisés
Me disait un esquiMao
C'est grâce à la pensée de Mao
S'il est vrai que plaisir d'amour
Ne dure qu'un Maoment très court
Mao je dis qu'un bon Maoment
Vaut bien deux cornes d'éléphants

C'est Mao que j'suis pour Mao contre Liou Chao-Chi
J'ai mon bréviaire de Révolutionnaire
Dans tous les bouges Moa je bois des Quarts de rouge
Le quart de rouge c'est la boisson du garde rouge

Lorsque je dîne avec Thérèse
Je prends des œufs durs Maonaises
Thérèse prend un gelati Maotta
Le chat prend du Maou pour les chats
Le dimanche en Automaobile
On va visiter la Sicile
Ses plages et ses Maonuments
Quand on rentre on est bien content

C'est Mao que j'suis pour Mao contre Liou Chao-Chi
J'ai mon bréviaire de Révolutionnaire
Dans tous les bouges Moa je bois des Quarts de rouge
Le quart de rouge c'est la boisson du garde rouge

Si j'aime bien la marche à pied
C'est à cause de la société
Protectrice des Animao
Qui protège mon Chamao
Si la chromolithographie
Engendre la Maonotonie
La Maontagne ça a du bon
Et c'est normal car c'est Normaond
Monsieur Maorice a été maordu
Par un guitariste barbu
Monsieur Maorice est Maoribond
Gai gai dansons le rigodon

Si je suis rapide et rusé
Quand je fais mes Mao croisés

40 Jaar
Composer(s): Armath; Denis Peirs
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey



Ik dacht dat het nooit zo ver zou komen
Maar op een dag dan sta je daar
's Morgens voor je spiegel
Te kijken naar je eerste grijze haar
De radio brult een nieuwste topsong
God, hoe heet die groep ook weer
De jongste zal de naam wel kennen
Want vader weet het zo niet meer
Net voor je't vragen wou
Brengt vrouwlief hemd en das
Is het echt dezelfde vrouw
Waar je ooit verliefd op was 

40 jaar niet te geloven
40 jaar een zee van tijd
40 jaar voorbijgevlogen
40 jaar je bent ze kwijt 

De meisjes van achttien worden alsmaar jonger
Doen dingen die je zelf nooit durft te doen
Je staat ze stiekem na te staren
Maar je houdt je vast aan je fatsoen
Je idealen zijn allang vervlogen
Geen slogans meer je kijkt wel uit
Je hebt te lang voor niets gevochten
Links of rechts wat maakt het uit
's Avonds kom je weer eens thuis
Het eten staat al klaar
Straks weer geeuwen voor de buis
En dan weer slapen naast elkaar 

40 jaar niet te geloven
40 jaar een zee van tijd
40 jaar voorbijgevlogen
40 jaar je bent ze kwijt 

40 jaar niet te geloven
40 jaar een zee van tijd
40 jaar voorbijgevlogen
40 jaar je bent ze kwijt 

40 jaar niet te geloven
40 jaar een zee van tijd
40 jaar voorbijgevlogen
40 jaar je bent ze kwijt

Manzanar
Composer(s): Tom Russell
Performer(s): Tom Russell; Laurie Lewis



He said my name is Nakashima
And I'm a proud American
I came here in '27
From my homeland of Japan

And we picked your grapes and oranges
Made some money, bought a store
Until 1942
Pearl Harbor and the war

Came those relocation orders
They took our house, the store, the car
Then they drove us to the desert
To a place called Manzanar

The Spanish word for "apple orchard"
Though we saw no apple trees
Just the rows of prison barracks
And barbed wired boundaries

And we dream of apple blossoms
waving free beneath the stars
Till we wake up in the desert
the prisoners of Manzanar
Manzanar...

Fifty years, they've all but vanished
And now I am an old man
But I don't regret the day
That I came here from Japan

But on moonlit winter nights
I often wish upon a star
That I'd forget the shame and sorrow
That I felt at Manzanar

And we dream of apple blossoms
waving free beneath the stars
Till we wake up in the desert
the prisoners of Manzanar
Manzanar...

400 Years
Composer(s): Bob Marley; Peter Tosh
Performer(s): Bob Marley & the Wailers;
Fringe Deities; The Moods Unlimited Orch.; 
Rastafari Elders; Peter Tosh; The Upsetters



400 years (400 years, 400 years. wo-o-o-o)
And it’s the same -
The same (wo-o-o-o) philosophy
I’ve said it’s four hundred years
(400 years, 400 years. wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o)
Look, how long (wo-o-o-o)
And the people they (wo-o-o-o) still can’t see
Why do they fight against the poor youth of today?
And without these youths, they would be gone -
All gone astray

Come on, let’s make a move
(make a move, make a move. wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o)
I can (wo-o-o-o) see time (wo-o-o-o) - time has come
And if-a fools don’t see
(fools don’t see, fools don’t see. wo-o-o-o)
I can’t save the youth
The youth (wo-o-o-o) is gonna be strong
So, won’t you come with me
I’ll take you to a land of liberty
Where we can live - live a good, good life
And be free

Look how long: 400 years, (400 years, 400 years) -
Way too long! (wo-o-o-o)
That’s the reason my people (wo-o-o-o) - my people can’t see.
Said, it’s four hundred long years - (400 years, 400 years. wo-o-o-o)
Give me patience (wo-o-o-o) - same philosophy

It’s been 400 years, (400 years, 400 years)
Wait so long! wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o
How long? 400 long, long years

Many Tears Ago
Composer(s): Winfield Scott
Performer(s): Connie Francis; Ray Condo & His Ricochets



They said your cheating heart will make me cry
And like a fool I gave it a try
I should've listened when they told me so
Many many tears ago

But I could not believe the things they said
Because my heart over ruled my head
I should've listened when they told me so
Many many tears ago

I laughed out loud when they told me
That you had someone else
But your cheating heart has shown me
That I was foolin myself

I know it's too late for a brand new start
For I have cried you out of my heart
I should've listened when they told me so
Many many tears ago

I laughed out loud when they told me
That you had someone else
But your cheating heart has shown me
That I was foolin myself

I know it's too late for a brand new start
For I have cried you out of my heart
I should've listened when they told me so
I should've listened when they told me so
Many many tears ago

409 
Composer(s): Mike Love; Brian Wilson; Gary Usher
Performer(s): The Beach Boys;
and various other artists



She's real fine my 409
She's real fine my 409
My 409

Well I saved my pennies and I saved my dimes
For I knew there would be a time
(When I would buy a brand new 409

Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
Giddy up 409
Giddy up 409
Giddy up 40...

Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
409 ooooo


When I take her to the track she really shines
She always turns in the fastest times
My four speed dual quad posi-traction 409
409, 409, 409, 409

Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
Giddy up 409
Giddy up 409
Giddy up 40...

Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
Giddy up 409
Giddy up 409
409 409 409 409 409

Many Rivers To Cross
Composer(s): Jimmy Cliff
Originally performed by: Jimmy Cliff
Covered by various other artists



Many rivers to cross
But I can`t seem to find my way over
Wandering I am lost as I travel along
The white cliffs of Dover
Many rivers to cross and it`s only my will
That keeps me alive
I`ve been licked, washed up for years and
I merely survive because of my pride
And this loneliness won`t leave me alone
It`s such a drag to be on your own
My woman left and she didn't say why
Well I guess I have to try
Many rivers to cross but just where to begin
I`m playing for time
There`ll be times I find myself thinking
Of committing some dreadful crime
I`ve got many rivers to cross
But I can`t seem to find my way over
Wandering I am lost as I travel along
The white cliffs of Dover
Many rivers to cross and it`s only my will
That keeps me alive
I`ve been licked, washed up for years and
I merely survive because of my pride

40th And Plum
Performer(s): Wayne Raney



Now I come from the country
But boy I'm a-tellin' you
We treat our neighbors better
Than you city-slickers do
One met me on the street one day
And he started pokin' fun
When he asked me on which street I lived
I said 40th and Plum

He said where?

Well, I said 40 miles from town
And plumb back in the sticks
Out where we raise gentlemen
Even though you call us hicks
Now you may think I'm ig-nor-ant
But boy we sure have fun
A-way out in the country
On 40th and Plum

Well, I went into a bar one night
To have myself a ball
I ordered a double zombie
That's the last that I recall
The bartender wanted to take me home
And he asked me where I's from
I looked at him thru bloodshot eyes
Said 40th and Plum

He said where?

Well, I said 40 miles from town
And plumb back in the sticks
Out where we raise gentlemen
Even though you call us hicks
Now you may think I'm ig-nor-ant
But boy we sure have fun
A-way out in the country
On 40th and Plum

Well, he threw me out into the street
And boy, I blew my top
Somebody said you better quiet-en down
I didn't know he was a cop
He said, "You drunk, I'll take you home
Just where did you come from?"
I shoved him back, yelled in his face
Said 40th and Plum

He said where?

Well, I said 40 miles from town
And plumb back in the sticks
Out where we raise gentlemen
Even though you call us hicks
Now you may think I'm ig-nor-ant
But boy we sure have fun
A-way out in the country
On 40th and Plum

Many A Wonderful Moment
Composer(s): Hal David; Sidney Lipman
Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney



Many a wonderful, many a beautiful moment
I spent holding you
Many a marvellous, many a heavenly moment
I spent kissing you

My darling though you're gone
The magic lingers on
Come back and let it be
Just like before

Sharing many a wonderful, many a beautiful moment
Evermore

My darling though you're gone
The magic lingers on
Come back and let it be
Just like before

Sharing many a wonderful, many a beautiful moment
Evermore

Many a wonderful, many a beautiful moment
Evermore
Evermore
Evermore .....

42nd Street
Composer(s): Barry Hay; George Kooymans; Roelfzema
Performer(s): Golden Earring



Spiraling leapers, wearing Nike sneakers 
Some of them laugh, some of them sing 
Some of them don't do a goddamn thing 
Trip-skipping drifters, grafters and lifters 
Chicks with big tits, school boys with zits 
Moonlight circus of earthly delights 
Pimpmobile cruising the soft velvet night 
Deals going down, midnight in town 

Down into the subways, the underground tunnels 
A musician is playing, a drunk stumbles and mumbles 
Out in the park it's scary with frights 
Somebody shot out all the streetlights 
Hookers and bookies, floozies and boozers 
All kinds of misfits, perverts and losers 
Out of the limo that looks like a boat 
The pimp steps out in a mink fur coat 
Sporting a Fedora, that creates its own aura 
A ruby-tooth grin and a diamond stick pin 
A deal's going down this side of town 
People walk on fleet feet 
On the way down 42nd Street 

Except for the bums, down for the count 
That one's dead but no one's found out 
And look at the bitch, with her dress up ass 
When she moves that thing, she must move it fast 
Cop with a nightstick, checking around 
A neon lit junkie slides to the ground 
Here comes a flasher, a jogger, a punk 
Check out that guy, drunk as a skunk 
Blinking, reflection, lights melt in the rain 
The sidewalks are empty, nothing's the same 
4 A.M. people are crashing 
Where the hookers are huddled 
Colored raindrops are splashing 
The deals have gone down, the bimbo's split town 
Burned from the hustle, burned from the hype 
But under the lights, I'm feeling alright 
On 42nd Street, it's just another night

Many A New Day
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Richard Rodgers
Performer(s): Joan Roberts;
and various other artists



(Laurey)
Why should a woman who is healthy and strong
Blubber like a baby if her man goes away
A-weepin' and a-wailin' how he's done her wrong?
That's one thing you'll never hear me say

Never gonna think that the man I lose
Is the only man among men
I'll snap my fingers to show I don't care
I'll buy me a brand new dress to wear
I'll scrub my neck and I'll brush my hair
And start all over again

Many a new face will please my eye
Many a new love will find me
Never have I once looked back to sigh
Over the romance behind me
Many a new day will dawn
Before I do

Many a light lad may kiss and fly
A kiss gone by is bygone
Never have I asked an August sky
"Where has last July gone?"
Never have I wandered through the rye
Wonderin' where has some guy gone
Many a new day will dawn
Before I do

(Together)
Many a new face will please my eye
Many a new love will find me
Never have I once looked back to sigh
Over the romance behind me
Many a new day will dawn
Before I do

(Laurey)
Never have I chased the honeybee
Who carelessly cajoled me
Somebody else just as sweet as he
Cheered me and consoled me
Never have I wept into my tea
Over the deal someone doled me

(Together)
Many a new day will dawn

(Laurey)
Many a red sun will set
Many a blue moon will shine
Before I do

(Together)
Many a new face will please my eye
Many a new love will find me
Never have I once looked back to sigh
Over the romance behind me
Many a new day will dawn

(Laurey)
Many a red sun will set
Many a blue moon will shine
Before I do

Noir C'Est Noir
English & Italian Titles:
Black Is Black; Di Me Cosa Ne Sai?
Composer(s): M. Pasquin; Steve Wadey; Tony Hayes
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Noir c'est noir
Il n'y a plus d'espoir
Oui gris c'est gris
Et c'est fini, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ça me rend fou j'ai cru à ton amour
Et je perds tout
Je suis dans le noir
J'ai du mal à y croire
Au gris de l'ennui
Et je te crie, oh, oh, oh, oh
Je ferai tout pour sauver notre amour
Tout jusqu'au bout

Si un mot peut tout changer je le trouverai
Il ne faut plus en douter, il faut essayer
Noir c'est noir
Il n'est jamais trop tard
Pour moi du gris j'n'en veux plus dans ma vie, oh, oh
Ça me rend fou de perdre ton amour
Je te l'avoue

Maintenant pour le sauver à tout je suis prêt
A l'instant de la vérité pourquoi en douter
Noir c'est noir il me reste l'espoir
Oui gris c'est gris je n'veux plus d'ennuis, oh, oh
Ça vaut le coup de sauver notre amour
Rien que pour nous
De sauver notre amour
Rien que pour nous

44 Stories
Composer(s): Rosanne Cash; 
John Leventhal; Robert Burke Warren
Performer(s): Rosanne Cash



Baptize her with bitter tears
till she knows your pain is real
Next time you see her on her knees, don't try to make a deal
Don't stare her into silence, with frozen point of view
'Cause she's got 44 stories: she wants to tell them all to you

Welcome her to all your fears and trust that she will cope
Give her one day of satisfaction for a thousand years of hope
Don't turn to dry your eyes, and lose your chance to look
'Cause she's got 44 stories: she wants to write them in a book

Instrumental break

Wait until your mem'ry clears, then welcome her to Rome
The desert of your misspent years that led you to her home
Don't hold her up to sunlight, she'll melt into the blue
Don't make her shout through static if you want hear the truth
'Cause she's got 44 stories
She's got 44 stories
She's got 44 stories: she wants to tell them all to you

Many A Mile To Freedom
Composer(s): Jim Capaldi; Steve Winwood
Performer(s): Traffic;
Marianne Faithfull; Silver Shoes



Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell
Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well
Call all my reindeer to graze here, call all my grain to grow
Then together we flow like the river
Then together we melt like the snow

Many a thought unanswered, many a tale to tell
Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well
If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know
Then together we flow like the river
And together we melt like the snow

Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell
Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well
If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know
Then together we flow like the river
Then together we melt like the snow

A few more miles to go
Miles to freedom

442 Glenwood Avenue
Composer(s): Gary Browne;
John Madara; Dave White Tricker
Performer(s): The Pixies Three



After school is over, we can have some fun
Bring the boys and, baby, I want you to come
All my girlfriends are gonna be there
(We'll be there) Let me tell you where

CHORUS: 
442 Glenwood Avenue
442 Glenwood Avenue
Come along, come on
Just tap twice on this door
442 Glenwood Avenue

Goofy Eddie's gonna bring his ukelele
Groovy Freddy's going to dance all night with Sherry
I can't wait 'til I see you there
(See you there) Let me tell you again, the number's

Chorus

(Fun fun fun fun) We'll turn the lights down lower
(Fun fun fun fun) We'll dance a little slower
(Fun fun fun fun) And when the party's over
You'll walk me home 
Now let me hang up the phone
But don't forget the number

Chorus

But don't forget the number
442 Glenwood Avenue
442 Glenwood Avenue  

(Repeart while fading)

Manuella
Spanish Title: Viva La Quince Brigada
Composer(s): Pete Seeger; B. Bergman
Performer(s): Dalida



Elle venait de Catalogne
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
Etait fille de Péon
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
Son courage fit qu'on fredonne
Aïe Manuella, Aïe Manuella
Son courage fit qu'on fredonne
Aïe Manuella, Aïe Manuella

Elle fit passer la frontière
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
A tous ceux qui volontaires,
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
Voulaient défendre l'Espagne
Aïe Manuella, Aïe Manuella
Dans la cinquième brigade
Aïe Manuella, Aïe Manuella

Ils venaient de par le monde
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
De Paris, Moscou ou Londres
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
Et certains ont croit savoir
Aïe Manuella, Aïe Manuella
Qu'ils venaient de nulle part
Aïe Manuella, Aïe Manuella

"Mais en 1937, près du café Tranquilidade alors que la cinquième brigade
doit quitter l'Espagne elle périt dans l'embuscade que lui tendait l'ennemi"

Elle avait seize ans à peine
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
Mais n'ayez pas trop de peine
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
Son action ne fut pas vaine
Aïe Manuella, Aïe Manuella
Son action de fut pas vaine
Aïe Manuella, Aïe Manuella

Elle venait de Catalogne
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
Etait fille de Péon
Rumba la rumba la rumba la
Son courage fait qu'on fredonne
Aïe Manuella,Aïe Manuella
Son courage fait qu'on fredonne
Aïe Manuella, Aïe Manuella

45th Floor
Composer(s): Bill Champlin; Tom Johnston
Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers



Politician drivin' down the road
Flashin' that smile that got him the vote
Here's another country girl
He's teachin' her about the world in his room
On the 45th floor - get 'em all while they're young

Campaign money comes rollin' in
Ain't nobody askin' where it's been
Talk about a smokin' gun
What'd we pay to get his son out of jail?
Don't inhale
On the 45th floor

We all know what's been happenin'
Ain't no slappin' him down
We're supposedly invited to the party
But the elevator's never gonna stop
On the 45th floor
Doesn't matter if it's day or night
'Cause we're all gonna pay the price
And the party rolls on

Used to be a rumour goin' round
The people tried to run my man outta town
We thought we'd see him ride the rails
No one's ever gonna nail him down
All because of the 45th floor

We all know what's been happenin'
Ain't no slappin' him down
We're supposedly invited to the party
But the elevator's never gonna stop
On the 45th floor
Doesn't matter if it's day or night
'Cause we're all gonna pay the price
And the party rolls on

None of these fools ever thinks about the pain they cause
It's all about an image to uphold
How could anybody be so bold?
Takin' all the candy from the hands of a child

We all know what's been happenin'
Ain't no slappin' him down
We're supposedly invited to the party
But the elevator's never gonna stop
On the 45th floor
Doesn't matter if it's day or night
'Cause we're all gonna pay the price
And the party rolls on.

Doesn't matter if it's day or night
'Cause we're all gonna pay the price
And the party rolls on

Manuela
Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro; Ana Magdalena
Performer(s): Julio Iglesias



Como noche como sueños
son los ojos negros
de mi amor Manuela 
Como espiga en primavera
como luna llena es mi amor Manuela
Sus palabras cariñosas
la mirada inquieta
de mi amor Manuela 
Tiene mis sentidos presos
y todos mis sueños para Manuela
Desde que llegó a mi vida
desde aquella tarde que encontré a Manuela

Soy dichoso como nadie
porque cada día me espera
la dulzura de sus besos
y ese amor inmenso que me da Manuela
Cada día, cada instante
mi ilusión más grande
es ver a Manuela
Sólo vio, sólo pienso 
sólo sé que existo por mi amor Manuela
Desde que llegó a mi vida
desde aquella tarde que encontré a Manuela
Soy dichoso como nadie
porque cada día me espera
la dulzura de sus besos
y ese amor inmenso que me da Manuela

48 Crash
Composer(s): Nicholas Barry Chinn; Mike Chapman
Performer(s): Suzi Quatro



Well you got the hands of a man 
and the face of a little boy blue-ue
And when you stand you're so grand 
there's a case just for looking at you-oo oo-oo
You're so young, you could have been the devil's son
You're so young, but like a hang up 
I'll be sad when you're old and you're gone

Refrain:
Watch Out!
You know the 48 Crash come like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash
And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash, that's the 48 Crash

You've got the kind of a mind of a juvenile Romeo-o
And you're so blind you could find that your motor ain't ready to go-o o-o
You're so young, you're a hot shot son of a gun
You're so young, but like a teenage tearaway soon you'll be torn and you'll run

Refrain

Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash)
Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash)
Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash)
Crash, Crash, Aaagh!

You know the 48 Crash comes like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash
And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash
That's the 48 Crash
48 Crash (Repeat And Fade)

Manuel
Composer(s): Arnaldi; Philippe Renaux; Pascal Sevran
Performer(s): Dalida



Quattro stagioni chiuso là 
Tra quattro muri di prigione 
E io ad attenderlo Manuel 
Ho rifiorito il suo giardino

Ed ho contato ogni mattino 
Che divideva a me Manuel 
La stesso treno cento volte 
Per dir davanti a un secondino 
Frasi d'amore senza senso 
Leggevo dentro gli occhi suoi 
Lacrime trattenute a stento 
Fa male quando un uomo piange

La porta è aperta 
Sulla libertà 
La pioggia non può cambiar 
Questa felicità 

E c'è mancato poco che 
Non trascinasse il suo destino 
Su di una brutta via Manuel 
Per un error di gioventù 

Ha detto addio alla gioventù
Come farà a scordar, Manuel 
Pensava di farla finita 
Io mi sforzavo di esser lieta 
Per dargli fede nella vita 
Dicevo' non ti preoccupare 
Mimmo ti riconoscerà 
Gli parlo sempre di suo padre

La porta è aperta 
Sulla libertà
La pioggia non può cambiar 
La mia felicità

Quattro stagioni chiuso là 
Tra quattro muri di prigione
E io ad attenderlo Manuel
E' proprio oggi che ritorna 
Stanno annunciando il treno che
Riporterà da me Manuel
Ho messo dappertutto rose 
Ho messo il vestito a fiori
E quello che piace a Manuel
Entriamo in casa tutti e tre 
Io credo ch'è cambiato ormai
Stasera dorme qua 
Manuel