Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Nice To Be With You Composer(s): Andrew Gold; Jim Gold Performer(s): Gallery; Joseph James; Anne Murray; Freda Payne
Chorus Oh, it's so nice to be with you I love all the things ya say and do And it's so nice to hear you say You're gonna please me in every way Honey, I got the notion You're causin' commotion in my soul
Baby, you and me have got somethin' that's real I know it's gonna last a lifetime Aww, ya better believe it, girl At night I call your name Darkness fills my room, I'm only dreamin' About the time I'm gonna be with you
Chorus
When I'm feelin' down You're there to pick me up and help me to carry on Aww, little things mean a lot When you need a shoulder to cry on I'm there to ease the pain and chase away the rain Aww, darlin', I just gotta say
Oh, it's so nice to be with you I love all the things ya say and do And it's so nice to hear you say You're gonna please me in every way
Oh, it's so nice to be with you I love all the things ya say and do FADE And it's so nice to hear you say You're gonna please me
Iron Horse Composer(s): Jeff Christie Performer(s): Jeff Christie
Through the plains and valleys Across the great divide White man brought his thunder From the other side
Burning smoke and wing of steel Breathing fire from flaming wheels Reaching out for a new frontier Making sure the way was clear
Iron horse, iron horse Keep on burning on its course Iron horse, iron horse Burning on and on Keep on burning on
Over sand and water Across the canyon too Through the crimson sunset Its mighty whistle blew
Burning smoke and wing of steel Breathing fire from flaming wheels Reaching out for a new frontier Making sure the way was clear
Iron horse, iron horse Keep on burning on its course Iron horse, iron horse Burning on and on Keep on burning on
Iron horse, iron horse Keep on burning on its course Iron horse, iron horse Keep on burning on Keep on burning on Keep on burning on Keep on burning on
Irish Heartbeat Composer(s): Van Morrison Performer(s): Van Morrison - 1983 Covered by multiple other artists
Oh wont you stay Stay a while with your own ones Dont ever stray Stray so far from your own ones cause the world is so cold Dont care nothing for your soul That you share with your own ones
Dont rush away Rush away from your own ones Just one more day One more day with your own ones cause the world is so cold Dont care nothing bout your soul That you share with your own ones
Theres a stranger And hes standing at your door Might be your best friend, might be your brother You may never know
Im going back Going back to my own ones Come back to talk Talk a while with my own ones cause the world is so cold Dont care nothing bout your soul You share with your own ones
Oh wont you stay One more day with your own ones Dont rush away Rush away from your own ones This old world is so cold Dont care nothing for your soul You share with your own ones
Nice In Nice Composer(s): The Stranglers Performer(s): The Stranglers
Just look at that girl She knows the world owes her something And she's alright Just look at that girl She knows she's got that something And she's alright She's got diamond rings from her dad She's got fancy things from her dad All the world wants this lady All the world wants her
So nice in Nice, so nice and neat So nice in Nice, so nice and neat
Just look at that girl She owns the ground she walks on And she'll walk all over you Just look at that girl She smiles and breaks your heart There's nothing you can do She's got diamond rings from her dad She's got fancy things from her dad All the world wants my baby All the world wants her
So nice in Nice, so nice and neat So nice in Nice, so nice and neat Don't tell me lies You can't support I wouldn't believe you I wouldn't believe at all Even if I saw
Just look at that girl Where once she wore leather jackets Now she's wearing furs Just look at that girl She walks around owning everything That's not even hers She's got diamond rings from her dad She's got fancy things from her dad All the world wants my baby All the world wants her
So nice in Nice, so nice and neat So nice in Nice, so nice and neat
She walks straight ahead And walks all over you She smiles and breaks you heart But that's OK
Irish Free State (Traditional) Performer(s): Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
I went to see David, to London to David I went to see David, and what did he do? He gave me a Free State, a nice little Free State A Free State that's bound up with Red, White and Blue I brought it to Dublin to show to Dail Eirann I brought it to Dublin, and what did they do? They asked me what kind of a thing was a Free State A Free State that's tied up with Red, White and Blue
"Three quarters of Ireland a nation," I told them "Tied on to the Empire with Red, White and Blue And an oath they must swear to King George and Queen Mary An oath they must swear to the son-in-law new I'm teaching them Irish and painting their boxes All over with green, sure, what more can I do? Yet they tell me they want just an Irish Republic Without any trimmings of Red, White and Blue!
Nicaragua Composer(s): Christian Gaubert; Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Nicaragua c'est Managua, la ville Il reste encore une rafale, un signe Une blessure sur le futur, fragile Palais déserts, des aigles en pierre se signent Quand la mémoire écrit l'histoire latine
Nicaragua
Vivre là, survivre là, aimer là Sans trop savoir si c'est possible De vivre là, survivre là, rester là Presque en exil, comme sur une île
Matagualpa, Nicaragua, la ville Aigles penchés sur des statues civiles Un ciel tendu comme un tissu, fragile Dans la sierra c'est la contra servile Musique FM contre kalas latines
Nicaragua
Vivre là, survivre là, dormir là Sur la fissure, sans être sûr De vivre encore, survivre encore, aimer encore La liberté jusqu'à la mort Si c'est possible
Anything Can Happen On Halloween Composer(s): Charles Strouse - Don Black Performer(s): Tim Curry
Its great to be here, with you young witches, on this fabulous night! Remember Gills, show the world, let them know its Halloween Hit it!
Curry Wurst: I wouldnt change places With anyone tonight Well carve pumpkin faces And watch the witches flight Every human heart will shudder Every soul will shake with fear Tonight, the creepiest Tonight, the scariest Tonight, the most wonderful night ahhhhhhhhf the year Anything can happen on Halloween Your dog could turn into a cat There may be a toad in your bass guitar Or your sister could turn into a bat Christmas time brings the snow Summer time brings the sun But on Halloween your blood begins to run Somethings funky going down now*
Curry Wurst: Anything can happen on Halloween Its better than a video Gremlins gonna mess up every cassette From London to Idaho April first can be fun New Years Eve is a bore But on Halloween your flesh begins to crawl Oh, Im losing control Anything can happen on Halloween Your toenails grow long and your hair turns green Your teacher could become a sardine Your dentist could turn into a queen Has anybody seen my tambourine I may start playing Begin the begin The craziest night youve ever seen This hairy, scary, creepy, crawly, Halloween
Onde andará Nicanor? Tinha mãos de jardineiro Quando tratava de amor Há tanta moça na espera Suas gentis primaveras Um desperdício de flor Onde andará Nicanor? Tinha amor pro porto inteiro Um peito de remador Ah, quem me dera as morenas Pra consolar suas penas Para abrandar seucalor
Olha elas sempre aflitas Bata o vento ou caia chuva Cada uma mais bonita E mais viúva Todas elas fazem ninho Da saudade e da virtude Mas carinho Queira Deus que Deus ajude
Onde andará Nicanor? Tinha nó de marinheiro Quando amarrava um amor Mas há recantos guardados Nos sete mares rasgados Sete pecados tão bons Onde andará Nicanor?
Iris Composer(s): John Rzeznik First release by: Goo Goo Dolls - 1998 Covered by multiple other artists
And I'd give up forever to touch you Cuz I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life Cuz sooner or later it's over I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me Cuz I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies When everything feels like the movies Yeah, you'd bleed just to know you're alive
And I don't want the world to see me Cuz I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me Cuz I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me Cuz I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am
Since the first of you and me asleep In a Nibelungen land Titanic curses trap me in A banishment of stay Symbols vanish from my senses Stem and stave the view appears
Symbols captured in a trance Vanish from my glance For the various defenses I enforce a strike the alarm For the various defences That choose to be here and there And lose the direction everywhere
Since the first of you and me asleep In a Nibelungen land where we cannot be Almond trees grow along the mountain trail From their tongues the words are spelling The telling numb
I cannot hear it anymore I cannot hear it anymore
Since the first of you and me here and there We lose the direction everywhere Shrieking city sun shiver in my veins In flames I run In flames I run Waiting for the sign to come
Will you spell the words for me Will you spell the words for me to hear Nibelungen Nibelungen Nibelungen land
My Little School
Composer(s): Charles Strouse - Don Black
Performer(s): Charlotte Rae
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf Drop it to the bottomless gulf Venomous viper, come to us Covered with evil ooze and puss
We just love the wicked and worst Of all natures things, they come first
So if youre filthy (filthy), smelly (smelly) Evil, wicked and cruel (evil, wicked and cruel) Youll be right at home (youll be right at home) In my little school (Queen Aggies School) (Queen Aggies School)
We have fun when others work (others work) Especially where bad things lurk (bad things lurk) All day long we frolic and play Turning people into clay, ha-ha
Anyone that we still hate Well dip and serve them on a plate (well serve them on a plate)
So if youre filthy (filthy), smelly (smelly) Evil, wicked and cruel (evil, wicked and cruel) Youll be right at home (youll be right at home) In my little school (Queen Aggies School)
Come on everybody sing!
Filthy (filthy), smelly (smelly) Evil, wicked and cruel (evil, wicked and cruel) Youll be right at home (youll be right at home) In my little school (Queen Aggies School) In my little school (Queen Aggies School) In my little school (Queen Aggies School)
Niagara Falls Composer(s): Bobby Caldwell; Steve Kipner Performer(s): Chicago
Baby, so you think you can start again? You've got sombody new
but the same thing keeps happening At the moment of truth whoever you're loving you will be thinking of me...
As long as Niagara falls As long as Gibralter stands 'Till hell freezes over I'll always be your man
Tell me, when you're there lying by his side Do you make him believe all your needs have been satisfied? Does he know that your heart is taken forever? Girl, you will always be mine
As long as Niagara falls As long as Gibralter stands 'Till hell freezes over I'll always be your man
(Time- can't- erase) What you feel in your heart You can't replace the love (no, it doesn't matter how hard you try) Girl you're gonna miss my lovin' until the day (until the day) until the day you die!
'Till hell freezes over I'll always be... As long as Niagara falls As long as Gibralter stands 'Till hell freezes over I'll always be your man!
As long as Niagara falls Until the end of time 'Till hell freezes over I'll always be your man!
As long as Niagara falls (Until the) Until the end of time 'Till hell freezes over You'll be forever mine!
As long as Niagara falls As long as Gibralter stands 'Till hell freezes over
Irene Wilde Composer(s): Ian Hunter First release by: Ian Hunter - 1976
When I was just sixteen - I stood waiting for a dream - at Barker Street bus station every night When I tried to get it on - she just looked at me with scorn - my courage turned to dust and I took flight
For those looks they seemed to say You ain't nuthin' - Go away You're just a face in the crowd so I went home and I vowed I'm gonna be somebody - someday
Her name was Irene Wilde - Oh such beauty for a child When she started dating boys - I nearly died For I could not barely stand to see someone hold her hand I felt I had to crawl away and hide In my mother's living room I composed so many tunes All the same - just a frame - for her name, and just to say Gonna be somebody - someday
Wild as your name I soon left that country town I been around, seen some fame, seen some ups and seen some downs Smile through your shock when you hear your name aloud It's that face in the crowd - didn't dig it - much too proud...
When I was just sixteen I stood waiting for a dream A Barker Street bus station non affair At the time it seemed so sad, but it did not turn out bad If you hadn't messed me up I'd still be there And I think most folks agree, a little put-down makes them see They ain't no chain - just a link and that's why you made me think Gonna be somebody - be somebody - be somebody - someday
Hey Niagara Je t'en prie sèche tes joues Ne pleure pas Hey! Hey! Hey! Tu vas faire monter la Seine Arrête-toi
Niagara Je t'en prie à genoux Ne m'en veux pas Hey! Hey! Hey! Et si je t'appelle comme ça C'est que ça t'va...
Demain matin je m'en vais prendre le train Je t'en prie reste chez toi... Après demain je serai déjà bien loin A l'abri de tes exploits
Hey! Niagara Tes sanglots sont si longs Hey! Hey! Hey! Tu inondes mon destin De ton chagrin
Demain matin je m'en vais prendre le train Je t'en prie ne pleure pas Après demain j'aimerais que les gazettes Ne me parlent pas de toi
Les dentelles fraîches, la la la De tes grands mouchoirs lilas Ont vu plus d'écume, la la la Que les chutes du Niagara Hey! Niagara Je t'en prie entre nous Retiens toi Hey! Hey! Hey! Une montagne qui pleure Oui c'est bien toi
Niagara Je t'oublie, tu m'oublies Restons-en là... Hey! Hey! Hey! Ne vas pas faire une baignoire D'un petit rien
Demain matin si c'était mon dernier train Je t'en prie ne t'affole pas Après demain n'achète pas les gazettes Même si elles parlaient de moi
Hey! Niagara Je t'oublie, tu m'oublies Restons-en là Hey! Hey! Hey! Et si je t'appelle comme ça C'est que ça t'va Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Niagara C'est que ça t'va
Niaca Composer(s): Arthur Allan; Etienne Lorin Performer(s): Bourvil
Dis-moi Suzon Dis-moi Suzon Chantait François le charron Comment faire C'est un mystère Pourqu'un' fill' s'attach'à moi Suzon dis-moi ça Suzon a réfléchi Suzon lui répondit
Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaqu'à lui dir' tous les jours Des mots doux comm' du velours Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaqu'à lui fair' des cadeaux Des petits, des grands, des gros Niaca c'est facile à dire Tu crois qu'ça va réussir Demandait François Oui... Ah... bon... Niaca niaca niaca niaca Essayer ça avec moi Hé hé... ha ha... Tu t'y prends pas mal, François
Dis-moi Suzon Dis-moi Suzon Toi qui a de l'instruction Comment faire C'est un mystère Pour qu'un' fill' soit foll' de moi Suzon dis-moi ça Suzon s'y laissa prendr' Et lui dit d'un air tendr'
Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaqu'à m'offrir des fleurs Niaqu'à m'offrir ton coeur Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaqu'à m'embrasser Tout rempli de volupté François faisait l'hébété Pour se faire désirer Viens disait Suzon Oui... Ah bon... Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaqu'à le fair' avec moi Hé hé... ha ha... Tu t'y prends pas mal, François
Dis-moi Suzon Dis-moi Suzon Redonne-moi des leçons Comment faire C'est un mystère Pour qu'un' fill' ne me quitt' pas Suzon dis-moi ça Suzon qui l'aimait bien Lui dit d'un air câlin
Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaqu'à venir avec moi Cueillir la fraise des bois Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaca niaca niaca niaca Niaqu'à dev'nir mon époux Tu sais que j'ai des gros sous François devint son mari Le lend'main il est parti Avec le magot Oh!... oh! oh!... Niaca niaca niaca niaca Nia plus qu'à chercher François Oh oh... ah! ah! Tu es un coquin François
Vous n'avez pas vu François?... Demandez François... dernière édition
Irène Composer(s): Pierre Perret Performer(s): Pierre Perret
J'connais une fille sur sur sur sur Prenante et tellement belle Qui a d'la culture ture ture ture ture Autant qu'un prix Nobel En plus elle est sur sur sur sur Douée pour faire l'amour Elle peut faire ça sur sur sur sur Une planche à voile ou sur la plaque du four
C'est pour ça que je l'aime La petite Irène Et je comprends mes loulous Que vous soyez jaloux
Elle fait des ufs durs durs durs durs Le jour du Yom Kippour Et de la voiture ture ture ture ture Dans sa salle de séjour Et à Saumur mur mur mur mur Des concours de labour Et puis elle jure jure jure jure Depuis qu'elle a eu son permis poids lourds
C'est pour ça que je l'aime La petite Irène Et je comprends mes loulous Que vous soyez jaloux
Elle aime Arthur thur thur thur thur Rimbaud et Puccini Le Bordeaux pur pur pur pur pur Et Modigliani L'acupuncture ture ture ture ture Et le ruban adhésif La haute couture ture ture ture ture Le grec et l'imparfait du subjonctif
C'est pour ça que je l'aime La petite Irène Et je comprends mes loulous Que vous soyez jaloux
Elle a fait des cures cures cures cures cures Se somptueux orgasmes Dans des postures tures tures tures tures Qui étonneraient ma femme Moi j'ai l'allure lure lure lure lure En sortant de son lit D'une épluchure chure chure chure chure C'est du moins ce qu'affirme son mari
C'est pour ça que je l'aime La petite Irène Et je comprends mes loulous Que vous soyez jaloux
Ça n'est pas sûr sûr sûr sûr sûr Mais je crois qu'elle nous trompe Sous son lit dure dure dure dure dure J' ai trouvé d'autres pompes Si d'aventure ture ture ture ture Je coince l'enfant d'salaud J'fais une bouture ture ture ture ture Qui en fera un magnifique soprano
C'est pour ça que je l'aime La petite Irène Et je comprends mes loulous Que vous soyez jaloux
Ni Trop Tôt, Ni Trop Tard Composer(s): Cyrius Bassiak; W. Swingle Performer(s): Jeanne Moreau
Peu m'importe la tyrannie Et le règne des soudards Tant qu'il nous laisse la vie Tant qu'aimer n'est pas trop tard Dans tes bras ta tendre amie De nos corps naît (chaque vie) On fait périr nos cafards Le bourdon du désespoir A pétri toute ma vie Le bourdon du désespoir Des angoisses les plus noires Peu m'importent vos sarcasmes Et vos hockeys goguenards L'uniforme du marasme Tant qu'aimer n'est pas trop tard Dans tes bras ta tendre amie A repris goût à la vie En bénissant les hasards Qui nous firent naître ensemble Et pas un siècle d'écart Qui nous fit renaître ensemble Ni trop tôt et ni trop tard Que m'importe les mensonges Dont on broda nos berceaux Et la faux le ver qui ronge De la mort des oripeaux Dans tes bras mon tendre ami Nous ferons durer la vie Et nos rires et nos pleurs Le bonheur comme la peine Fait pleurer les amoureux Le bonheur comme la peine Mais vaut mieux pleurer à deux Que m'importe le temps qui passe Et s'éloigne nulle part Le doux présent nous enlace Tant qu'aimer n'est pas trop tard Sais-tu bien mon tendre ami Qu'un jour se dissout la vie Comme s'effacent les brouillards Mieux vaut s'estomper ensemble Sans une seconde d'écart Mieux vaut s'estomper ensemble Ni trop tôt et ni trop tard
