Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Celle Qui T'a Laissé Tomber
Composer(s): Claude Moine - Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
C'était un de ces étés chauds Humides, collants à la peau L'orage ne faisait que gronder Les flics rôdaient dans l' quartier Les gens marchaient à pas lents Comm' pour retenir le temps Des gosses dans le caniveau Jouaient au pistolet à eau C'est là que j' l'ai vue passer Celle qui t'a laissé tomber
Elle sortait d' la bouche du métro J'ai vu briller ton couteau Tu as cherché à te venger La marquer, lui faire payer J' te cause, t'embrouille, te raisonne Peine de cur, y a pas mort d'homme Et puis t'es pas assez beau Pour faire la "une" des journaux J' vais t'aider à l'oublier Celle qui t'a laissé tomber
Puis tu sais, ça sert à rien D' mourir au d'ssus d' ses moyens Ça s'rait trop lui accorder À cell' qui t'a laissé tomber Oui tu sais, ça sert à rien D' mourir au d'ssus d' ses moyens Elle s' fout d' c' qui peut t'arriver Celle qui t'a laissé tomber
C'était un de ces étés chauds Où le moindr' geste est de trop Après 2 ou 3 bières glacées T'as fini par te calmer T'as r'trouvé l'appartement Avec ta mère, son amant D'puis qu' ton père a foutu le camp Tu disjonctes trop souvent C'est pas tout ça, j' vais retrouver Celle qui t'a laissé tomber
Forever and always my love will be true I'd wait for a lifetime if you asked me to You make me so happy, then leave me so blue But I'd wait forever and always for you
Each night I pray that God above will let my dreams come true To hear my prayer and make you care my life I'd offer you For riches won't buy you a heart true as gold Forever and always to have and to hold
Each night I pray that God above will let my dreams come true To hear my prayer and make you care my life I'd offer you For riches won't buy you a heart true as gold Forever and always to have and to hold
The Girl In The Little Green Hat Composer(s): Jack Scholl - Bradford Browne - Max Rich Performer(s): Rudy Vallée & His Connecticut Yankees and multiple other artists
There's a lake in the park There's a house by the lake There's a girl in the house in the park by the lake And the girl in the house by the lake in the park Is the girl in the little green hat
And tonight after eight That's when I've got a date When the moon's riding high and the stars light the sky With the girl in the house by the lake in the park The girl in the little green hat
There's no water in the lake there's no roof upon the house No treesies in the park at all But she'll wait beside the lake I'll be welcome at the house I'll meet her by the garden wall
There's a ship on the lake There's a sailor on the shore There's a girl in his arms, she's the girl I adore So goodbye to the house by the lake in the park And the girl in the little green hat
There's a storm on the lake There's a ship in the storm There's a girl on the ship in the storm on the lake And the girl in the lake on the ship in the storm Is the girl in the little green hat
As the ship starts to dip She is losing her grip Every dip makes a tip, not the girl, but the ship But the girl on the ship has the pip from the trip The girl in the little green hat
She's been sailing quite enough She's been clinging to the rails She's been dying to be home once more 'Cause the lake is rather rough And the girl is rather pale She's glad to get her feet on shore
Ah, she gave up the ship And the captain and his men Bought a round ticket trip to my arms once again Now I'm back in the park at the house by the lake With the girl in the little green hat
Cell Of Fame
Composer(s): Andy Powell - Laurie Wisefield - Mervyn Spence - Steve Upton
Performer(s): Wishbone Ash
Isadora Dancing Can you see her? Che guavara Marching beside her Valentino Loving every minute? Dont you see them looking Looking down on you?
Pictures on the walls of your room Gonna help you play the parts Of your ever changing mood Lying low The cast is set around your bones When all you ever wanted to be Was plain Mister Jones
Cell of fame Its gonna trap you forever Self confessions And your backs against the wall
Idolized by the hands that hold the key Not even time will set you free When its your turn to leave Hung at dawn Then you will join up With the faces looking on Thats where you belong
Cell of fame Its gonna trap you forever Self confessions And your backs against the wall
Forest For The Trees Composer(s): Jerome Fletcher; Bill Gibson; Huey Lewis; Loggins Performer(s): Huey Lewis & The News
When you're a young man, down and out You really need someone to help you out It looks like life or death is your only choice It's really hard to see The forest for the trees The forest for the trees
And when you get angry and everything's black or white You should know that it isn't that simple, no one's always right You know that your life is worth living You gotta start taking if no one else is giving And if you're not afraid to open your eyes You may be pleasantly surprised Things are never as bad as they seem You just gotta learn to see The forest for the trees
So if you need somebody, tell them please If you want someone, get up off your knees Things are never as bad as they seem You just gotta learn to see The forest for the trees
Cell Block Tango
Composer(s): Fred Ebb - John Kander
Performer(s): Chita Rivera & Girls
and multiple other artists
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Announcer:
And now the six merry murderesses of the Crookem
County Jail in their rendition of "The Cell Block Tango"
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
All:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
Velma: I betcha you would have done the same!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Liz:
You know how people have these little habits
That get you down
Like Bernie
Bernie liked to chew gum
No, not chew... Pop!
So I came home this one day
And I am reAlly irritated
And looking for a little sympathy
And there's Bernie layin' on the couch
Drinkin' a beer and chewin'
No, not chewin'... Poppin'
So, I said to him
I said, "You pop that gum one more time..."
And he did.
So I took the shotgun off the wAll
And I fired two warning shots... into his head!
All:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have heard it
I betcha you would
Have dome the same
Annie:
I met Ezekiel Young from Salt Lake city
About two years ago
And he told me he was single
And we hit it off right away
So, we started living together
He'd go to work, he'd come home
I'd fix him a drink, we'd have dinner
And then I found out
"Single" he told me?
Single, my ass!
Not only was he married
Oh, no, he had six wives!
One of those Mormons, you know
So that night, when he came home
I fixed him his drink as usual
You know, some guys just can't hold their arsenic!
All:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He took a flower
In its prime
And then he used it
And he abused it
It was a murder
But not a crime!
June:
Now, I'm standing in the kitchen
Carvin' up the chicken for dinner
Minding my own business
And in storms my husband Wilbur
In a jealous rage
"You been screwin' the milkman!" he says
He was crazy and he kept screamin'
"You been screwin the milkman!"
And then he ran into my knife
He ran into my knife ten times!
All:
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same
Hunyak:
Mit kersek, en itt? Azt mondjok
Hogy a hires lakem lefogta
A ferjemet en meg lecsaptam a fejet
De nem igaz, en artatlan vagyok
Nem tudom mert mondja
Uncle Sam hogy en tettem
Probaltam a rendorsegen megmayarazni de nem ertettek meg
June:
Yeah, but did you do it?
Hunyak:
Uh uh! Not guilty!
Velma:
My sister, Veronica and I did this double act
And my husband, Charlie, used to travel round with us
Now, for the last number in our act
we did these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row
One, two, three, four, five... splits, spread-eagles
Back flips, flip flops, one right after the other
So this one night before the show
We're down at the hotel Cicero, the three of us, boozin'
Havin' a few laughs and we ran out of ice
So I go out to get some
I come back, open the door, and there's Veronica and Charlie
Doing Number Seventeen, the spread-eagle
Well, I was in such a state of shock
I completely blacked out, I can't remember a thing
It wasn't until later when I was washing the blood off my hands
I even knew they were dead.
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They had it coming
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They had it coming
Velma: They had it coming All along
Girls: They had it coming All along
Velma: I didn't do it
Girls: She didn't do it
Velma: But if I done it
Girls: But if she done it
Velma: How could you tell me that I was wrong?
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They had it coming
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They had it coming
Velma: They had it coming
Girls: They took a flower
Velma: All along
Girls: In its prime
Velma: I didn't do it
Girls: And then they used it
Velma:
But if I'd done it
How could you tell me that I was wrong?
Mona:
I loved Al Lipschitz more than I can possibly say
He was a real artistic guy... sensitive... a painter
But he was always trying to find himself
He'd go out every night looking for himself
And on the way he found Ruth, Gladys, Rosemary and Irving
I guess you can say we broke up because of artistic differences
He saw himself as alive and I saw him dead!
All:
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
Girls (Group 1): They had it comin'
Girls (Group 2): They had it comin'
Girls (1): They had it comin'
Girls (2): They had it comin'
Girls (1): They had it comin'
Girls (2): They had it comin'
Girls (1): All along
Girls (2): All along
Girls (1): 'Cause if they used us
Girls (2): 'Cause if they used us
Girls (1): And they abused us
Girls (2): And they abused us
All: How could you tell us that we were wrong?
Girls (1): He had it coming
Girls (2): He had it coming
Girls (1): He only had himself to blame
Girls (2): He only had himself to blame
Girls (1): If you'd have been there
Girls (2): If you'd have been there
Girls (1): If you'd have seen it
Girls (2): If you'd have seen it
All: I betcha you would have done the same!
Liz: You pop that gum one more time!
Annie: Single my ass!
June: Ten times!
Hunyak: Miert csukott Uncle Same bortonbe!
Velma: Number seventeen, the spread-eagle!
Mona: Artistic differences!
Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunyak: Uh uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!
Forest Fire Composer(s): Dead Kennedys Performer(s): Dead Kennedys
No junk food, just earthly goods I ate weird berries in the woods Now I'm seeing colors I'm getting higher I think I'll start a forest fire There's a forest fire climbin' the hill Burnin' wealthy California homes Better run run run run run From the fire But some of us stay and watch And we think of your insurance cost And we laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh At your lives Windows covered with bars Security guards Is that a house or a fortress Against the world Windows covered with bars Security guards Is that a house or a prison How you gonna get out? Electric bull and your tennis courts Pink sports cars and your boat Getting fried fried fried fried fried fried By the fire Windows covered by bars Floodlights for the yard It's a pleasure to watch you Watch it all melt But hey! What about the cocaine Stockpiled in the basement Be a hero and save it You know you're gonna need it Where's your brand new pretty wife She might still be inside Either save her or your cocaine from the fire But the gates and doors are locked Cause the burglar alarms went off Ever wonder why we laugh laugh At your lives Windows covered with bars Fences spiked with barbed wire Never looked so helpless Engulfed in flames Cameras watchin' the walls Don't forget the dogs Now you're trapped in your prison How you gonna get out See the gerbil Run run run run run run run run Run run run run run run run run Run run run run run run run run From the fire
Girl In The Blue Velvet Band Composer(s): Cliff Carlisle - Mel Foree Performer(s): Bill Monroe and multiple other artists
One evening while out for a ramble The hour was just about nine I met a young maiden in 'Frisco On the corner of Cherry and Pine
On her face there was beauty of nature And her eyes seem to expand Her hair was so rich and so brilliant Entwined in a blue velvet band
We strolled down the long street together In my pocket she placed a small hand She Planted the evidence on me A diamond that was worth ten grand
Then I heard the wild scream of the sirens And the girl in the blue velvet band She left me to face all the troubles With a diamond that was worth ten grand
They sent me to San Quenton for stealin' God knows I'm an innocent man For the guilty one now she lies dyin' That girl in the blue velvet band
Last night while bedtime was ringin' I was standin' close to the bars I fancied I could hear her voice callin' From far out on the ocean of stars
I'll be out in a week then I'm leavin' But I'll carry the name of a man Who spent ten years in this prison For the girl in the blue velvet band
Last night while bedtime was ringin' I was standin' close to the bars I fancied I could hear her voice callin' From far out on the ocean of stars
Dis moi, Céline, les années ont passé Pourquoi n'as tu jamais pensé à te marier? De tout' mes surs qui vivaient ici Tu es la seule sans mari
Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu as, tu as toujours de beaux yeux Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux
Dis moi, Céline, toi qui es notre aînée Toi qui fus notre mèr', toi qui l'as remplacée N'as tu vécu pour nous autrefois Que sans jamais penser à toi?
Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu as, tu as toujours de beaux yeux Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux
Dis moi, Céline, qu'est il donc devenu Ce gentil fiancé qu'on n'a jamais revu? Est c' pour ne pas nous abandonner Que tu l'as laissée s'en aller?
Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu as, tu as toujours de beaux yeux Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux
Mais non, Céline, ta vie n'est pas perdue Nous sommes les enfants que tu n'as jamais eus Il y a longtemps que je le savais Et je ne l'oublierai jamais
Ne pleure pas, non, ne pleure pas Tu as toujours les yeux d'autrefois Ne pleure pas, non, ne pleure pas Nous resterons toujours près de toi Nous resterons toujours près de toi
Foreplay/Long Time Composer(s): Tom Scholz Performer(s): Boston; Smokin'
It's been such a long time I think I should be goin', yeah And time doesn't wait for me, it keeps on rollin' Sail on, on a distant highway I've got to keep on chasin' a dream I've gotta be on my way Wish there was something I could say
Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' on You'll forget about me after I've been gone And I take what I find, I don't want no more It's just outside of your front door
It's been such a long time It's been such a long time
Well I get so lonely when I am without you But in my mind, deep in my mind I can't forget about you Good times, and faces that remind me I'm tryin' to forget your name and leave it all behind me You're comin' back to find me
Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' on You'll forget about me after I'v e been gone And I take what I find, I don't want no more It's just outside of y our front door
It's been such a long time It's been such a long time
Yeah It's been such a long time I think I should be goin', yeah And time doesnt wait for me, it keeps on rollin' There's a long road, I've gotta stay in time with I've got to keep on chasin' that dream, though I may never find it I'm always just behind it
Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' along Takin' my time, just movin' along Takin' my time, takin' my time...
The Girl I Loved Out In The Golden West Composer(s): Charles Avril - C.H. Scoggins
Twilight shadows come and go In the evening's sunset glow And the birds are singing goodnight in the dell And I hear the robin trill In its nest beneath the hill Singing melodies my sad heart knows so well While I listen in the glow Of pale moon rising slow I hear a voice of one I long best Tho' she left me long before Yet I see her as of yore The girl I loved out in the golden west
Just like children running wild For no care our world defiled And our laughter echoed load among the hills And we rambled in the dell Near the spot I loved so well When I think of her my heart with sadness fills For one day down by the brook 'Neath a cool and shady nook She laid her golden head upon my breast It was there her first sweet kiss Filled my raptured soul with bliss The girl I loved out in the golden west
Once again I feel the spell But no words of mine can tell I can see her grave beneath the mountain crest And I'm keeping green the place Where tonight I see the face Of the girl I loved out in the golden west
Sont trois jeunes garçons S'en allant à la guerre S'en allant à la guerre Tout droit en regrettant Tout droit en regrettant Bien leurs maîtresses
Le plus jeune des trois Regrettait bien la sienne Regrettait bien la sienne Et il a bien raison C'est la plus jolie fille De tous les environs
Le bon soldat s'en va Trouver son capitaine "Bonjour, mon capitaine Donnez-moi mon congé Pour allez voir Céline Qui ne fait que pleurer..."
Son capitaine répond Comme un homme de guerre Ton joli passeport Va t'en, va voir ta fille Tu reviendras d'abord
Puis le galant s'en va Au château de son père "Bonjour mon père, ma mère Bonjour mes chers parents Sans oublier Céline Que mon cur aime tant"
Son père lui répond "Mais ta Céline est morte Mais ta Céline est morte Est morte en t'appelant Son corps est dans la terre Son âme, au Paradis"
Puis le galant s'en va Pleurer dessus sa tombe "Céline, ma Céline Parle, parle, parle-moi! Mon cur se désespère De jamais plus te voir..." Céline lui répond "Ma bouche est pleine de terre Ma bouche est pleine de terre... La tienne est pleine d'amour! Je garde l'espérance De te revoir un jour..."
Le bon soldat s'en va Trouver son capitaine "Bonjour, mon capitaine! Me voici de retour Puisque Céline est morte Je servirai toujours..."
Foreign Sand Composer(s): Roger Taylor; Yoshiki Performer(s): Roger Taylor
Here we go - ain't it grand Here we stand on foreign sand And we're not alone
Why do we fear what we don't understand Can't we reach out our hand to try just say 'hello' Try to plant a seed - fulfil the need - to make it grow - just say hello And when you're far from home try to learn from all you see Your eyes will tell you everything you need
Why do we dread what we really don't know Come not as concubine - come not as foe Come with intentions clearly shown Try to plant a seed - fulfil the need - to make it grow - just say hello And though you're far from home try to learn from all you see Your mind will tell you everything you need - everything you need
Here we go ain't it grand Here we stand on foreign sand And we're not alone
Red, yellow, black and white Every man stand in the light - stand not alone
It's not a lie - it's not a shame we play for keeps - it's not a scam No bigotry - we're hand in hand - it ain't a cinch - we make a stand We learn to live on foreign sand Just say hello
Why do we despise when we can't even speak We keep on spreading lies As far as we know it's the only way to be Try to plant a seed - fulfil the need - to make it grow - just say hello And though you're far from home try to learn what you could be Your heart will tell you everything you need even though you stand here you stand on foreign sand Ain't it grand here we stand On foreign sand Together we stand Here we stand On foreign sand
The Girl I Love She Got Long Black Wavy Hair Composer(s): Jimmy Page - Robert Plant - John Paul Jones - John Bonham - John Estes Performer(s): Led Zeppelin
Whoah, the girl I love, she got long black wavy hair I do declare! The girl I love, yeah, she got long black wavy hair Ah yeah Her Mother and her Father, Lordy They sure don't, sure don't allow me there
Well I, I'm goin' back to my baby, Lord I I swear I wouldn't lie, yeah I never saw that sweet woman yeah in-a A-five long years gone by, yeah Well I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home 'Cause she's a sweet little darlin', ah I said I been away, ahh-far too long I been away too long
Take it Jimmy!
Well, my baby when... She shakes just like a willow tree Yes she does My baby, when she walks, ya know She shakes like a willow tree, yeah Ah-that mean, mistreatin' baby she know she Hop, hops all over me Oooh
Celia
Composer(s): Phil Ochs
Performer(s): Phil Ochs
When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
I still remember the mountains of the war
Sierra Madre and the Philipino shore
When will I lie beside my Celia 'neath the trees?
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
So many years were stolen, so many years are gone
And the vision of my Celia make dreams to dream upon
Each hour is a day filled with memories
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
I wake each morning and I watch the sun arise
Wonder if my Celia sleeps, wonder if she cries
If hate must be my prison lock, love must be the key
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
The guns have stopped their firing, you may wander through the hills
They kept my Celia through the war, they keep her from me still
She waits upon island now, a prisoner of the sea
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
When the wind from the island is rolling through the trees
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
