Brandenburger Tor
First performance by: Ketil Stokkan - 1990



En heil verden va' te' stede
Førr å dele det som skjedde i høst
Vi så menneska gråte av glede
Og ei grense åpne mot øst
Ingen kunne la vær, alle sammen va' der
Og fick se Brandenburger Tor

Her står vi på Brandenburger Tor
Hånd i hånd som om det va' i går
Du og æ på Brandenburger Tor
Vi ser Brandenburger Tor
Ja, vi ser Brandenburger Tor

Et heilt folk ville leve
Og førtelle om sin rike kultur
Vi så sannheta åpent på TV
Fra en bydel gjemt bak en mur
Byen løfta sitt slør, allting ser ut som før
Førr oss, på Brandenburger Tor

Her står vi på Brandenburger Tor
Hånd i hånd som om det va' i går
Du og æ på Brandenburger Tor
Vi ser Brandenburger Tor

Etter mange lange år
En ny vår førr Brandenburger Tor

Her står vi på Brandenburger Tor
Hånd i hånd som om det va' i går
Du og æ på Brandenburger Tor
Vi ser Brandenburger Tor

(Her står vi på Brandenburger Tor)
Hånd i hånd som om det va' i går
Du og æ på Brandenburger Tor
Vi ser Brandenburger Tor

(Her står vi på Brandenburger Tor)
Hånd i hånd som om det va' i går
Du og æ på Brandenburger Tor
Vi ser Brandenburger Tor
Ja, vi ser Brandenburger Tor

Up From The Skies
Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix
Performer(s): Jimi Hendrix;
and various other artists



I just want to talk to you
I won't uh, do you no harm
I just want to know about your different lives
on this here people farm
   
I heard some of you got your families
living in cages tall & cold
And some just stay there and dust away
past the age of old
Is this true? 
Please let me talk to you
   
I just wanna know about
the rooms behind your minds
Do I see a vacuum there, or am I going blind?
Or is it just remains from vibrations and echoes long ago
Things like 'Love the World' and 'Let your fancy flow'
Is this true? 
Please let me talk to you
Let me talk to you
     
I have lived here before, the days of ice
And of course this is why I'm so concerned
And I come back to find the stars misplaced
and the smell of a world that has burned
                                      
The smell of a world that has burned
     
Well, maybee, maybe it's just a change of climate
I can dig it, I can dig it baby, I just want to see

So where do I purchase my ticket
I would just like to have a ringside seat
I want to know about the new Mother Earth
I want to hear and see everything
I want to hear and see everything
I want to hear and see everything
Aw, shucks
If my daddy could see me now

Something For The Girl With Everything
Composer(s): Ron Mael
Performer(s): Sparks; Mark Burgess; Faith No More



Something for the girl with everything
See, the writings on the wall
You bought the girl a wall
Complete with matching ball-point pen
You can breathe another day
Secure in knowing she won't break you (yet)

Something for the girl with everything
Have another sweet my dear
Don't try to talk my dear
Your tiny little mouth is full
Here's a flavour you ain't tried
You shouldn't try to talk, your mouth is full

Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Bearing gifts to aid amnesia
She knows everything
yes yes everyting
She knew way back when you weren't yourself

Something for the girl with everything
Here's a really pretty car
I hope it takes you far
I hope it takes you fast and far
Wow, the engines really loud
Nobody's gonna hear a thing you say

Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Where should they leave these imported gimmicks
Leave them anywhere
An-an-anywhere
Make sure that there's a clear path to the door

Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here

Here's a patridge in a tree
A gardener for the tree
Complete with ornithologist
Careful, careful with that crate
You wouldn't want to dent Sinatra, no

Something for the girl who has got everything
Yes, yes, everything
Hey, come out and say hello
Before your friends all go
But say no more than just hello
Ah, the little girl is shy
You see of late she's been quite speechless
very speechless
She's got everything

Up In A Puff Of Smoke
Composer(s): Ron Roker; Gerry Shury; Phillip Swern
Performer(s): Polly Brown; The Rubinoos



Going up, up, up
Going up, going up
Going up, up, up

Going up, going up
Going up, up, up
Going up, going up, oh

Like a bubble
Headed for trouble
Wind is blowing
In the wrong direction
I was headed into danger
Too much in love to see

I pledged my trust in him
Believed in everything
Just had me on a string
And then he let me blow away

And now it's going
Up, up, up in a puff of smoke
It ain't no joke the way
He broke my heart
Going up, up, up in a puff of smoke
And I'm all choked up inside
To see my dreams just
Turn into ashes and all my
Hopes go up in a puff of smoke

Going up, going up
Going up, up, up
Going up, going up, oh

I aspire, took me higher than
A rocket on it's way to Heaven
Couldn't see those dangers coming
Cause I was flying blind

It hurt me deep inside
And broke my foolish pride
That my sweet talking guy
Was only talking lies

And now it's going
Up, up, up in a puff of smoke
It ain't no joke the way
He broke my heart
Going up, up, up in a puff of smoke
And I'm all choked up inside
To see my dreams just
Turn into ashes and all my
Hopes go up in a puff of smoke

He took me higher than a kite
Then dropped me like a light
Going up, up, up, up, up, up ,up
Thought I had a chance
But let me set you down
Going up, up, up, up, up, up ,up

Ooh, ooh, yeah
Going up, up, up, up, up, up ,up

Going up, up, up in a puff of smoke
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Going up, up, up in a puff of smoke
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Going up, up, up in a puff of smoke

Eitt Lag Enn
First performance by: Stjórnin - 1990



Með þér - verð ég eins og vera ber
Alveg trylltur, kemst í takt við þig, þú tælir mig
Ég fer - eftir því sem augað sér
Þegar hugur girnist heimta ég, verð hættuleg

Eitt lag enn, ekta sveiflu og hér
Þreytist enginn, þú skalt dansa, það sem eftir er
Einn takt til! Tónar leika sér að
Því sem heillar mig og hæfir, beint í hjartastað

Hjá mér - engin spurning um það er
Þegar mætumst við á miðri leið, ég magna seið
Það er - ofsa fjör sem fylgir þér
Svo ég einhvern veginn umturnast, fæ æðiskast

Eitt lag enn, ekta sveiflu og hér
Þreytist enginn, þú skalt dansa, það sem eftir er
Einn takt til! Tónar leika sér að
Því sem heillar mig og hæfir, beint í hjartastað

Ég er frjáls í faðmi þér, við förum hvert sem er
Látum töfra lífsins tak' af okkur völd

Eitt lag enn, ekta sveiflu og hér
Þreytist enginn, þú skalt dansa, það sem eftir er
Einn takt til! Taflið snýst um það eitt
Að við höldum áfram hraðar, hikum aldrei neitt

Að við höldum áfram, hraðar nú
Hikum aldrei, ég og þú, - við neitt

Up In The World
Composer(s): Clifford T. Ward
Performer(s): Clifford T. Ward; Cliff Richard



You've come up in the world
And it's all to your credit
You made something of your life
Like you always said you would
But what ever happened to the girl
I used to know and all those halcyon days of love?

You've come up in the world
And it's such a shame
You made success of a dream
But it seems so empty now
With your weak excuses and your
Condescending ways and
Your all-too-frequent nights alone

Something For The Boys
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Evelyn Dall
and multiple other artists



I’m always doing something
Something for the boys
I’m always doing something
For the lads if it adds to their joy
So don’t tell me it’s a wrong thing
If I’m out with ‘em nightly till three
‘cos I’m always doing something for the boys
Or they’re doing something for me

Back in the days of gifty giving
When all God’s daddies had greens
I was oh so busy living
Beyond several gentlemen’s means
I didn’t care much where I fluttered
Long as my bank roll was buttered
But now my life’s completely cluttered
With soldiers, sailors
Not to speak of those big marines

‘cos I’m always doing something
Something for the boys
I’m always doing something
For the lads if it adds to their joy
So don’t tell me its a wrong thing
If I flop on some corporal’s knee
‘cos I’m always doing something for the boys
Or they’re doing something for me

Up On Cripple Creek
Composer(s): Robbie Robertson
Performer(s): The Band;
and various other artists



When I get off of this mountain
You know where I want to go
Straight down the Mississippi river
To the Gulf of Mexico
To Lake George, Louisiana
Little Bessie, girl that I once knew
And she told me just to come on by 
If there's anything she could do
   
{Refrain}

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I spring a leak she mends me
I don't have to speak she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
Good luck had just stung me
To the race track I did go
She bet on one horse to win
And I bet on another to show
Odds were in my favor
I had him five to one
When that nag came around the track
Sure enough he had won
   
{Refrain}

I took up all of my winnings
And I gave my little Bessie half
And she tore it up and blew it in my face
Just for a laugh
Now there's one thing in the whole wide world
I sure would like to see
That's when that little love of mine
Dips her doughnut in my tea

{Refrain}

Now me and my mate were back at the shack
We had Spike Jones on the box
She said, "I can't take the way he sings
But I love to hear him talk"
Now that just gave my heart a fall
To the bottom of my feet
And I swore and I took another pull
My Bessie can't be beat

{Refrain}

Now, it's hot in California
And up north it's pretty cold
And this living off the road
Is getting pretty old
So I guess I'll call up my big mama
Tell her I'll be rolling in
Bet you know, deep down, I'm kinda tempted
To see my sweet Bessie again

{Refrain}

Give A Little Love Back To The World
Composer(s): Paul Curtis
First performance by: Emma - 1990



We've come so far on this great planet
We should be proud of all the great things we've achieved
But in our search for life's great knowledge
We go on takin' out and never plant new seeds
 
Give a little love back to the world
We can't go on takin' out forever
Give a little love back to the world
We still got time, let's do it together
Give a little love back to the world
 
We've got to stop, think of tomorrow
One day our children may have nothing left to share
Let's do it now, then in the future
They will look back at us with pride and know we cared
 
Give a little love back to the world
We can't go on takin' out forever
Give a little love back to the world
We still got time, let's do it together
 
We got no time to hesitate
Tomorrow it may be too late
 
Give a little love back to the world
We can't go on takin' out forever
Give a little love back to the world
We still got time, let's do it together
 
We still got time, we can do it together
Give a little love back to the world
(Give a little love back) to the world

Something Following Me
Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Keith Reid 
Performer(s): Procol Harum



While standing at the junction on 42nd Street 
I idly kick a pebble lying near my feet 
I hear a weird noise, take a look up and down 
The cause of the commotion is right there on the ground 
Imagine my surprise, thought I'd left it at home 
but there's no doubt about it, it's my own tombstone 

I went into a shop, and bought a loaf of bread 
I sank my teeth into it, thought I'd bust my head 
I dashed to the dentist, said, 'I've got an awful pain!' 
The man looks in my mouth and screams, 'This boy is insane!' 
Imagine my surprise, thought I'd left it at home 
but there's a lump in my mouth of my own tombstone 

I went to see a movie, got the only empty seat 
I tried to stretch out in it, something blocking my feet 
Finally the lights came up, and I could clearly see 
a slab of engraved marble, just staring up at me 
Imagine my surprise, thought I'd left it at home 
but there's no doubt I'm sitting on my own tombstone

Quand Je Te Rêve 
First performance by: Céline Carzo - 1990



Je te vois tout en haut des tours dans les buildings de Singapour
Sous un peu de pluie à Cherbourg, dans les jardins du Luxembourg, loin toujours...

Un vol d'oiseaux sur Manhattan revient me dire que tu t'éloignes
Je dessine notre amour au fil de tes absences
Et c'est comme un été qui commence!

Quand je te rêve, y a plus d'heure, plus de distance
Rien n'a plus d'importance, j'oublie tous mes états d'urgence
Quand je te rêve, tu me prends, tu me soulèves
Un sourire sur tes lèvres et j'ai peur du jour qui se lève
Quand je te rêve, quand je te rêve

Tu m'attends sur le banc d'un square dans toutes les salles des aérogares
Je te croise au fond des regards derrière les glaces bleues des miroirs

Je devine ton visage dans toutes les transparences
Des voyages que je fais en silence

Quand je te rêve, y a plus d'heure, plus de distance
Rien n'a plus d'importance, j'oublie tous mes états d'urgence
Quand je te rêve, c'est comme un vent qui m'enlève
Qui me donne la fièvre, viens avant que la nuit s'achève

Viens dans mon rêve, viens dans mon rêve!
Viens dans mon rêve, viens dans mon rêve!
Viens dans mon rêve, dans mon rêve, dans mon rêve!
Viens dans mon rêve, dans mon rêve, dans mon rêve!
Viens dans mon rêve!

Oh... viens dans mon rêve 
Oh...
Viens dans mon rêve, dans mon rêve, dans mon rêve!
Viens dans mon rêve, dans mon rêve, dans mon rêve!

Up The Hill Backwards
Composer(s): David Bowie
Performer(s): David Bowie



The vacuum created
by the arrival of freedom
And the possibilities it seems to offer
It's got nothing to do with you
if one can grasp it
It's got nothing to do with you
if one can grasp it

A series of shocks - sneakers fall apart
Earth keeps on rolling
witnesses falling
It's got nothing to do with you
if one can grasp it
It's got nothing to do with you
if one can grasp it

Yeah, yeah, yeah
up the hill backwards
It'll be alright ooo-ooo

While we sleep they go to work
We're legally crippled
it's the death of love
It's got nothing to do with you
if one can grasp it
It's got nothing to do with you
if one can grasp it

More idols than realities
I'm OK, you're so-so

Yeah, yeah, yeah - up the hill backwards
It'll be alright ooo-ooo

Something Beautiful
Composer(s): Bill Gaither - Gloria Gaither
Performer(s): Bill Gaither
and multiple other artists



Something beautiful
Something good
All my confusion, He understood
All I had to offer Him was brokeness and strife
But He made something beautiful of my life

Up The Ladder To The Roof
Composer(s): Frank Wilson; Vincent DiMirco
Performer(s): The Supremes; 
Sean Delaney; Al Green; The Nylons



Come with me
And we shall run across the sky
And il-lum-inate the night
Oh, oh, oh I will try and guide you
To better times
And brighter days
Don't be afraid
Go up the ladder to the roof
Where we can see heaven much better
Come up the ladder to the roof
Where we can be

Mary:
Where we can be

Cindy:
Where we can be

Closer to heaven

(to heaven stay)

Stay with me
And we shall let expression sing

All:
Hear freedom's virtues ringing

Jean:
Can't you hear 'em ringing?

(Background echoes): Ringing!

Oh, oh, oh

All:
Memories of yesterday

Yesterday's broken dreams
Don't you know
They'll all fade away
If you'll come up the ladder to the roof
Where we can see heaven much better
Go up the ladder to the roof

Where we can be

Mary:
Where we can be

Cindy:
Where we can be

Closer to heaven

Ik Wil Alles Met Je Delen
First performance by: Maywood - 1990



Jij bent niet de enige die zich verloren voelt
En al kwamen woorden harder aan dan ik ze had bedoeld
Ik meende alles wat ik zei, ik heb ook geleerd
Om te vechten voor een nieuwe dag, is dat dan verkeerd

Ik wil alles met je delen, 'k wil alles voor je zijn
En als je me wilt vertrouwen, dan delen we de pijn
Samen met je janken, samen uit je bol
Samen door het lint gaan, niets is mij te dol

Het leven is een carrousel, het leven is een straat
Die eens doodloopt als je niet meer weet hoe het verder gaat
Even, ja heel even maar denk je 't is voorbij
Maar ik hou van jou zoals je bent, hou je ook van mij

Ik wil alles met je delen, 'k wil alles voor je zijn
En als je me wilt vertrouwen, dan delen we de pijn
Samen met je janken, samen uit je bol
Samen door het lint gaan, niets is mij te dol

Als ik het licht zie aan de horizon
Weet ik nog hoe het was, hoe het eens begon

Ik wil alles met je delen, 'k wil alles voor je zijn
En als je me wilt vertrouwen, dan delen we de pijn
Samen met je janken, samen uit je bol
Samen door het lint gaan, niets is mij te dol

Up The 'Pool
Composer(s): Ian Anderson
Performer(s): Jethro Tull



I'm going up the `pool from down the smoke below
to taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our Aunty Flo
The candyfloss salesman watches ladies in the sand
down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting
Mister Universe

The iron tower smiles down upon the silver sea
and along the golden mile they'll be swigging mugs of tea.
The politicians there who've come to take the air
while posing for the daily press
will look around and blame the mess on Edward Bear

There'll be bucket, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days,
seaweed and sand castles, icy waves
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down,
sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze

We're going up the `pool from down the smoke below
to taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our Aunty Flo
The candy floss salesman watches ladies in the sand
down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting
Mister Universe

There'll be buckets, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days,
seaweed and sand castles, icy waves
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down,
sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze

Oh Blackpool
Oh Blackpool

Something About You
Composer(s): Brian Holland - Lamont Dozier - Eddie Holland
First release by: The Four Tops - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



Darlin' darlin' 
If I could have you to call my very own 
I work my fingers to the bone, I am alone 
To you I'd always come home 

'Cause there's something about you, baby 
That makes me keep loving you 
There's something about you, baby 
Makes me love you just a little bit more 
Truly does, just a little bit more 

Sweet sweet thing, I'm satisfied 
Sweet sweet thing, you set my soul on fire 
I need you, yeah, badly 
I know what price I have to pay 
'Cause without you, darlin', I'd worry hard 
I love you anyway 

'Cause there's something about you, baby 
That makes me keep loving you 
There's something about you, baby 
Makes me love you just a little bit more 
Truly does, just a little bit more 

Sweet sweet thing, I'm satisfied 
Sweet sweet thing, you're my only desire 
I'm just yours puppet on a string 
And tears sometimes it brings 
Do me any way you wanna when you wanna 
I'll keep you just the same 

'Cause there's something about you, baby 
That makes me keep loving you 
There's something about you, baby 
Makes me love you just a little bit more 
Truly does, just a little bit more 

You're a real heartbreaker 
You will never let me sit down 
There's something about you, baby 
That shakes me all up inside 
You're a real heartbreaker 
But I need you just the same ...

Up The Revolution
Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Robin Gibb; Maurice Gibb
Performer(s): Elton John; The Bee Gees



I tell you the truth can be painful
And the mainstream of life can be cruel
If you believe in your chances today
you could be a fool, don't you be a fool, oh no

Revenge is mine, oh no
A case of do or die
Gather round if you want to be free
Sing the words to this song

We go up the revolution, go down to what you mean to me
When achieving the impossible is a possibility
It's a time for any loser to win, it's how you play the game
Don't you start the revolution without me in another name

Stand by your bunbury notions
That is how you get to be strong
Now you come here from over the sea
Where you don't belong, no you don't belong, oh no

Friend of mine, oh no
A case of do or die
Gather round if you want to be free
Sing the words to this song

We go up the revolution, go down to what you mean to me
When achieving the impossible is a possibility
It's a time for any loser to win, and you can overthrow
We go up the revolution, freedom strike another blow

Oh no, revenge is mine, oh no
A case of do or die
Gather round if you want to be free
Sing the words to this song

We go up the revolution, go down to find a brighter day
If you dream the unapproachable dream, you find a better way
If it's just another corner you're in, then you can overthrow
We go up the revolution, freedom strike another blow

Macédomienne
Composer(s): Philippe Lafontaine
First performance by: Philippe Lafontaine - 1989



Quand elle pleure, c'est tout l'Adriatique
Qui se déchaîne dans ses yeux
Quand elle dort, c'est pas très loin d'Ohrid
Elle fait des rêves au bord de beaux lacs tout bleus
Je la revois, petite fille aux pieds nus
De la pluie dans ses cheveux
Dans sa maison, au sol en terre battue
Elle a laissé les illusions de tous ses jeux

Qu'elle veut rien qu'à elle
Elle a le charme des Macédomiennes
C'est vital que je l'aime, que j'y tienne
Quoique vous fassiez, quoique vous pensiez
Mais elle est plus belle
Ceux qui s'en défient qu'ils y viennent
Ils verront combien j'y gagne et qu'elle est mienne
Vous pouvez crier, vous pouvez pleurer, vous pouvez rire
Surtout pas d'elle

Quand elle se couche sur fond de colline
Elle fait de mon corps ce qu'elle veut
C'est un tournesol émigré dans la vigne
Au cœur aride et qui fait flamme de tout feu
Un cri tzigane caché dans ses murmures
Elle vit l'amour sans désaveu
Quand elle se bat du haut de ses blessures
Elle fait semblant de tout
Elle fait la nique aux dieux

Trop ont envie d'elle
Elle a le charme des Macédomiennes
C'est vital que je l'aime, que j'y tienne
Quoique vous fassiez, quoique vous pensiez
Mais elle est plus belle
Et ceux qui s'en défient qu'ils y viennent
Ils verront combien j'y gagne et qu'elle est mienne
Vous pouvez crier, vous pouvez pleurer, vous pouvez rire
Surtout pas d'elle

Up The Wooden Hills To Bedfordshire
Composer(s): Ian MacLagan
Performer(s): The Small Faces



When you're slipping into sleep
That's the time to unwind
Sinking down into the deep
That's the time of no time
When you're slipping into sleep

All the sounds around you
Seem to have a new meaning
Leave your body behind
With a different feeling
When you're slipping into sleep

The day is night
The night is day
So squeeze out the light as I slip away
Up the wooden hills to Bedfordshire
Up the wooden hills to Bedfordshire

When you're slipping into sleep
There's a world you will find
That's all yours and you can keep
That's the only thing to keep
When you're slipping into sleep

All the sounds around you
Seem to have a new meaning
Leave your body behind
With a different feeling
When you're slipping into sleep