Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Monsieur Composer(s): Maggie Parke - Gast Waltzing - Bernard Loncheval - Yves Lacomblez First performance by: Park Café - 1989
Il aime la mise en scène, les grands airs De star de série noire, drôle d'univers Il joue les apparences, cartoon d'ambiances Devant la caméra - quel cinéma
Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Il squatte à Hollywood (Il vit en Tooneland) Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Dans un monde imaginaire (Il vit en Tooneland)
Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Il squatte à Hollywood (Il vit en Tooneland) Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Dans un monde imaginaire
Son script, son scénario, c'est mégalo Vedette du grand écran, pas pour longtemps
Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Il squatte à Hollywood (Il vit en Tooneland) Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Dans un monde imaginaire
Oo... mais je l'aime et je crois Oo... que son étoile c'est moi
Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Il squatte à Hollywood (Il vit en Tooneland) Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Dans un monde imaginaire (Il vit en Tooneland)
Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Il squatte à Hollywood (Il vit en Tooneland) Monsieur vit dans un rêve (Il vit en Tooneland) Dans un monde imaginaire
Up On The Catwalk Composer(s): Simple Minds Performer(s): Simple Minds
Up on the catwalk, a big wheel is spinning And dollars to deutsch marks, and pennies from heaven And up on the catwalk, theres one hundred million With letters from thousands that say "just who are you?" Theres one thousand names that can spring up in my mind But youd call it blackmail and thats just not my kind And up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk And I dont know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there I will be there, I will be there
Up on the catwalk theres street politicians That crawl in from Broadway, say then who are you And up on the catwalk theres one thousand postcards From Montevideo, say that Ill be home soon Get out of Bombay and go up to Brixton and look around, to see just what is missing And up on the catwalk, girls call for mother and dream of their boyfriends And I dont know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there I will be there, I will be there Tonight, under the crystal light, Ill tell you everything I need Tonight, under the crystal light, surrender everything to me
Up on the catwalk, and you dress in waistcoats And got brilliantino, and friends of Kim Philby You float through the night time, like manna from heaven But what, what do I know, and just what do I know And up on the catwalk, in sweat that glistens And I dont know why and I dont know why I dont know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there I will be there, I will be there Tonight, under the crystal light, Ill tell you everything I need Tonight, under the crystal light, surrender everything to me
Angel angel angel angel Ah huh ah huh ah huh ah huh One thousand names that spring up in my mind One thousand names that spring up in my mind Like Deodata, Michelangelo, Robert De Niro, so many others Natashia Kinski and Martin Luther - theres room for others, away from me
Up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk I dont know why
The Universal Soldier Composer(s): Buffy Sainte-Marie First release by: Buffy Sainte-Marie - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1965 - De Eeuwige Soldaat (Boudewijn de Groot) 1966 - Je T'aime (Sheila) 1966 - Soldato Universale (Claus)
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen Been a soldier for a thousand years
He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew And he knows he shouldn't kill And he knows he always will Kill you for me my friend and me for you
And he's fighting for Canada He's fighting for France He's fighting for the USA And he's fighting for the Russians And he's fighting for Japan And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way
And he's fighting for Democracy He's fighting for the Reds He says it's for the peace of all He's the one who must decide Who's to live and who's to die And he never sees the writing on the wall
But without him How would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau Without him Caesar would have stood alone He's the one who gives his body As a weapon of the war And without him all this killing can't go on
He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame His orders come from far away no more They come from here and there and you and me And brothers can't you see This is not the way we put the end to war
Up On The Roof Composer(s): Gerry Goffin; Carole King Performer(s): The Drifters; and various other artists
When this old world starts getting me down And people are just too much for me to face I climb way up to the top of the stairs And all my cares just drift right into space On the roof, it's peaceful as can be And there the world below can't bother me Let me tell you now
When I come home feelin' tired and beat I go up where the air is fresh and sweet (up on the roof) I get away from the hustling crowd And all that rat-race noise down in the street (up on the roof) On the roof, the only place I know Where you just have to wish to make it so Let's go up on the roof (up on the roof)
(brief instrumental-chiefly strings)
At night the stars put on a show for free And, darling, you can share it all with me
I keep a-tellin' you
Right smack dab in the middle of town I've found a paradise that's trouble proof (up on the roof) And if this world starts getting you down There's room enough for two Up on the roof (up on the roof) Up on the roo-oo-oof (up on the roof) Oh, come on, baby (up on the roof) Oh, come on, honey (up on the roof) Fade
En Dag Composer(s): Alexander Bard - Ola Håkansson - Tim Norell
First performance by: Tommy Nilsson - 1989
Mmm... En dag när vindarna bär En dag står du och jag här En dag när drömmen når fram När vägarna möts, förstår vi varann
En dag vi alla förstår En dag, när stillheten rår En dag jag finner din hand När vägarna möts, förstår vi varann
Vi bär på en längtan och vandrar omkring Vandrar men utan att se Vad som än händer, jag kommer till dig Stannar fast timmen är sen Stannar fast timmen är sen
Åh... En dag när vindarna bär En dag står du och jag här En dag när drömmen når fram När vägarna möts, förstår vi varann
Åh... Allt det vi söker, det finns här intill Allt som vi hoppas ska ske Åh... Vad som än händer, jag kommer till dig Stannar fast timmen är sen Åh... Stannar fast timmen är sen
Åh... En dag när vindarna bär En dag står du och jag här
Åh... En dag
När vägarna möts förstår vi varann En dag vi alla förstår Åh... En dag, när stillheten rår En dag jag finner din hand När vägarna möts, förstår vi varann (En dag när vindarna bär) En dag står du och jag här En dag när drömmen når fram När vägarna möts, förstår vi varann
Someone To Love Composer(s): Eugene E. Landy - Brian Wilson Performer(s): Brian Wilson
1-2-3-4 The girl that I would like to meet was in my dreams last night (Was she beautiful?) She laughed and kissed me on my cheek I held her close and tight But when morning came I was lying on the floor When will I ever find that girl I'm lookin' for?
Someone oh someone oh someone to love That's what I really need Someone oh someone oh someone to love I'm tired of makin' believe
I'll take all my money and spend on you honey Yeah yeah yeah yeah (makin' me a clue??) Where's our rendevous? Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Searchin' since I turned 19 tryin' to find my love (Oh where a-are you?) Placed an ad in magazines and single bars I shove (What to do?) The special girl who'll love me and make everything alright The special girl who'll hold me through the long and lonely night
Someone oh someone oh someone to love That's what I really need Someone oh someone oh someone to love I'm tired of makin' believe
I'll take all my money to spend on you honey Yeah yeah yeah yeah (makin' me a clue??) Where's our rendevous? Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I hope I find her soon Maybe this afternoon I'm waiting to share My love with that girl Ooo
Someone oh someone oh someone to love That's what I really need Someone oh someone oh someone to love I'm tired of makin' believe
I'll take all my money qnd spend on you honey Yeah yeah yeah yeah (makin' me a clue??) Where's our rendevous? Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Someone oh someone oh someone to love That's what I really need Someone oh someone oh someone to love I'm tired of makin' believe
Someone oh someone oh someone to love That's what I really need Someone oh someone oh someone to love I'm tired of makin' believe
Unlimited Capacity For Love Composer(s): Grace Jones; Barry Reynolds Performer(s): Grace Jones
The end's not in sight, it's gone way too far This could turn our another unwinning war It wasn't inherited, certainly not a joke So many human hearts, hanging in hope Unlimited capacity for love Unlimited capacity for love
And now I must add another to love in my life It's one thing to say, to do is another If Im capable of adapting without pressured expense In a schizoid society in a classic moral sense Unlimited capacity for love Umlimited capacity for love
How young I am now, stop counting the weeks We're safe from the vois, where they're still counting sheep Put the phone to the floor, you'll hear my heart beat Some people get married, but I'll never chat Unlimited capacity for love Unlimited capacity for love
The end's not in sight, it's gone way too far This could turn our another unwinning war It wasn't inherited, certainly not a joke So many human hearts, hanging in hope Unlimited capacity for love (repeat, fade)
Unlucky Luke Composer(s): Benny Hill Performer(s): Benny Hill
They say if you build a better mousetrap the world will beat a pathway to your house If Luke was to build a better mousetrap somebody'd breed a smarter mouse If it started raining soup his family'd all have forks If they was to cut a woman in two, he'd get the half that talks
Unlucky Luke, unlucky kid Why he broke into a betting shop and he lost four hundred quid Now his parents never loved him like they did his sister, Kim They could tied a kipper 'round his neck to get the cat to play with him And he cried the day that he was weened 'cause he knew even then It'd be twenty years before he was near anything like that again
They put his cradle on the ??? near the door So the folks downstairs could hear him when he fell out on the floor Now the saddest day of Luke's unhappy life, beyond a doubt Was the day he went to hospital to get his tonsils out He was on the operating theatre trolley sleeping sound When a short-sighted nurse came past and turned the trolley 'round
Unlucky Luke, no wonder he hollers His sick aunt died and in her will he owed her forty dollars Now Luke married Charlie's widow, a lady with no manners She had a figure like a hippo and face like a bag of spanners She told him she'd four children in the cemetary by the creek She forgot to tell they was down there playin' hide and seek
Unlucky Luke, at the age of fifty-two Had a wife, a girlfriend and a tax demand and all three were overdue Now Luke came home one lunch time, he'd been out selling lucky charms He tripped over a neighbour's cat and fractured both his arms He said, "Hey, that's a black cat, why that's lucky, I've a hunch" His wife said, "That cat's lucky 'cause he's just had your lunch"
Last night he lost his pet alsation pup So he phoned up the Samaritans but the Samaritans hung up Oh Luke, he had to go to France, his wife said, "I suppose you'll fly" He said, "With luck like mine the plane'll crash and I'm too young to die" So he sailed there in the safety of an ocean-going ship But he got drowned when the boat went down when the plane crashed into it"
Unlucky Luke, unlucky Luke Until the day he died fate was against unlucky Luke
Someone Saved My Life Tonight Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin First recording/First release by: Elton John - 1974/1975 Covered by multiple other artists
When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs Prima Donna lord you really should have been there Sitting like a princess perched in her electric chair And it's one more beer and I don't hear you anymore We've all gone crazy lately My friends out there rolling round the basement floor
And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear You almost had your hooks in me didn't you dear You nearly had me roped and tied Altar-bound, hypnotized Sweet freedom whispered in my ear You're a butterfly And butterflies are free to fly Fly away, high away, bye bye
I never realised the passing hours of evening showers A slip noose hanging in my darkest dreams I'm strangled by your haunted social scene Just a pawn out-played by a dominating queen It's four o'clock in the morning Damn it listen to me good I'm sleeping with myself tonight Saved in time, thank God my music's still alive
And I would have walked head on into the deep end of the river Clinging to your stocks and bonds Paying your H.P. demands forever They're coming in the morning with a truck to take me home Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight Someone saved my life tonight So save your strength and run the field you play alone
Unnecessary Town From "Li'l Abner" Composer(s): Gene DePaul; Johnny Mercer Performer(s): Shelly Manne; Edith Adams; Percy Faith; André Previn
Oh it's unnecessary Just a speck on the map Where the trail from the Smokies Reaches old Gopher Gap With the sheep in the meadow And the bees in the comb Oh, it's unnecessary But it's home, sweet home
Oh it's unnecessary Just a small little town With the stars in the willow And the moon peeping down It's almost like a postcard Done in pure kodachrome Oh it's unnecessary But it's home, sweet home
With the sheep in the meadow And the bees in the comb Oh, it's unnecessary But it's home, sweet home
Uno A Te, Uno A Me ((Adapted from: Ta Pedia Tou Pirea (Nana Mouskouri) - 1960)) Composer(s): Manos Hadjidakis - Giada Performer(s): Dalida - 1960
Versions In Other Languages: 1960 - Les Enfants Du Pirée (Dalida) 1960 - Ein Schiff Wird Kommen (Lale Andersen) 1960 - Los Niños del Pireo (Dalida) 1960 - Aldrig Om Sønda'n (Grethe Ingmann & Jørgen Ingmann's Ork.) 1961 - Never on Sunday (The Ramsey Lewis Trio)
Stà notte e quanti baci amore Uno a te, uno a me finché l'alba non verrà Stà notte quanti abbracci ancore Uno a te, uno a me finché sembra un sogno ma è realta Nel cielo quante stelle d'or Una a te, una a me, finché l'alba non verrà La luna inciedia i nostri cuor Mezza te, mezza me, sembra un sogno ma è realtà
Ti voglio bene oh tanto tanto tanto Dolcissimo é l'incanto se stiamo cuore a cuore Ti voglio bene Non domandarmi quando mai finirà l'incanto Di questro nostro amor
Stà notte quanti baci amor Un a te, un a me, finché l'alba non verrà Stà notte quanti abbracci ancor Un a te, un a me, sembra un sogno, ma è realtà Nel cielo quante stelle d'oro Una a te, una a me, finché l'alba non verrà La luna inciedia i nostri cuor Mezz'a te, mezz'a me sembra un sogno ma é realtà
Ti voglio bene Ma tanto, tanto, tanto Dolcissimo l'inicanto se stiamo cuore a cuore Ti voglio bene Non domandarmi quando mai finirà l'incanto Di questro nostro amore
Uno Ad Uno French Title: Un Par Un Composer(s): Georges Calabrese; Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Un mare di servitù, una casa da re Le vetture, l'autista sempre pronti per me I cavalli, lo yatch e tutto un mondo che Apparteneva a me e non esiste più Il gioco lo ha portato con sè Uno ad uno Ho veduto andare via Uno ad uno i tappeti, i Renoir Tutte le antichità Uno ad uno Tranne il letto su cui Sto piangendo così, su di me E quanti amici brillanti, la mia corte di re Che guatava il mio verso ridendo per me E a fine mese poi, con regolarità Passavano qui, trovandosi così In momentanea difficoltà Uno ad uno Li ho veduti partire Uno ad uno Con dei pretesti a cui Non ho creduto mai Uno ad uno Li ho perduti per via Uno ad uno Rinnegarono me E un destino che è solo mio Una scrittrice di fama E un'aspirante star, qualche isterica dama Due figlie di papà Han cercato l'oblio Stando a letto con me E han giurato su Dio Di amare solo me Oltre i diamanti che... va da sè Uno ad uno Ho esaurito i poteri Uno ad uno Su quei corpi vestiti Di gioielli da me Uno ad uno scopro la verità Uno ad uno e mi dico perciò "Ma che stupido sei Proprio tu Proprio tu Proprio tu"
Why Do I Always Get It Wrong? Composer(s): John Beeby - Brian Hodgson First performance by: Live Report - 1989
No more sad songs for me to sing No more heartaches for you to bring me No more being the hurting kind I am running where you won't find me
Whenever I was lonely, I'd call you up and then I would soon regret my momentary weakness But it feels so strong Why do I always get it wrong?
No more sad songs on lonely nights No more seeking the wrongs or rights of it No more playing the fool for you You can do what you wanna do now
Whenever I was lonely, I'd call you up and then I would soon regret my momentary weakness But it feels so strong Why do I always get it wrong?
(No more sad songs, no more heartache) (I am running where you can't find me) No more sad songs for me to sing (No more sad songs, no more heartache) No more heartaches, no more heartaches So now you can't hurt me (I am running where you can't find me)
Sometimes I wish that we had never met (No more sad songs, no more heartache) 'Cause you're my weakness, you're my weakness You're my one and only regret (I am running where you can't find me)
I am runnin', runnin', runnin' where you won't find me (No more sad songs, no more heartache) Don't wanna play the fool for you (I am running where you can't find me) So go on your way, do what you gotta do
(No more sad songs, no more heartache) (I am running where you can't find me) (No more sad songs, no more heartache) (I am running where you can't find me)
Uno Mas, Otro Mas Composer(s): A. García Performer(s): Raphael
Uno mas, otro mas Con la toalla azul Tape mi desnudez En mi cara el rubor Y en mi mano el jabon Uno mas, otro mas La mili ya empece Hoy somos como cien Que en fila india van Ahora tu, luego yo Y uno mas, otro mas Aquella juventud Empezaba a vivir Al lado del cañon El rancho y el fusil Uno mas, otro mas
Muchachos como yo De toda condicion Alguno alli rio Y algun otro lloro Y uno mas, otro mas No fue ni trafalgar Tampoco fue bailen Fueron momentos que Todo me daba igual Uno mas, otro mas Mas juro que escuchar La voz del oficial Gritando ¡a formar! Acobardo a los cien Y uno mas, y otro mas
¿Por que sera? no se Mas yo juro por dios Que desde el dia aquel Escucho aquella voz Uno mas, otro mas La voz que consiguio A todos dominar La voz que nos trato A todos por igual Uno mas, y otro mas Y hoy cuando una mujer Se rinde ante mi amor Parece murmurar Igual que aquella voz Uno mas, otro mas
Si tu eres otro mas Te debes rebelar Y asi tratar de ser Tu mismo y no uno mas No se si es lo peor No se si es lo mejor Que te siga yo a ti O me sigas tu a mi Uno mas, otro mas Quizas me cortare Las piernas o tal vez Un dia me ahorcare Y asi jamas sere Uno mas, otro mas