Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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All Night Long Composer(s): Lionel Richie First release by: Lionel Richie - 1983
Well, my friends, the time has come To raise the roof and have some fun Throw away the work to be done Let the music play on (Play on, play on) Everbody sing, everybody dance Lose yourself in wild romance We're going to party Karamu, fiesta, forever Come on and sing along! We're going to party Karamu, fiesta, forever Come onand sing along! We're going to party Karamu, fiesta, forever Come on and sing along! All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) People dancing all in the street See the rhythm all in their feet Life is good wild and sweet Let the music play on (Play on, play on) Feel it in your heart And feel it in your soul Let the music take control We're going to party Liming, fiesta, forever Come on and sing my song! All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) Yeah, once you get started You can't sit down Come join the fun It's a merry go round Everyone's dancing Their troubles away Come join our party See how we play! Oh, yes We're going to have a party! All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) All night long! Everyone you meet They're jamming in the street All night long1 Yeah, I said, everyone you meet They're jamming in the street All night long! Yeah, I said, everyone you meet They're jamming in the street All night long! Feel good! Feel good!
Homage To Marat Composer(s): Adrian Mitchell; Richard Peaslee Performer(s): Peter Weiss
Four years after the revolution and the old king's execution Four years after I remember
how those courtiers took their final vow String up every aristocrat Out with the priests Let them live on their fat Four years after we started fighting Marat keeps on with his writing Four years after the Bastille fell He still recalls the old battle yell Down with all of the ruling class Throw all the generals out on their arse Good old Marat by your side we'll stand or fall You're the only one that we can trust at all Four years he fought and he fought unafraid Sniffing down traitors by traitors betrayed Marat in the courtroom Marat underground Sometimes the otter and sometimes the hound Fight ing all the gentry and fighting every priest Businessman the bourgeois the military beast Marat always ready to stifle every scheme of the sons of the arse licking dying regime We've got new generals our leaders are new They sit and they argue and all that they do Is sell their own colleagues and ride upon their backs And jail them and break them and give them all the axe Screaming in language that no one understands Of the rights that we grabbed with our own bleeding hands When we wiped out the bosses and stormed through the wall Of the prison they told us would outlast us all Marat we're poor And the poor stay poor Marat don't make Us wait anymore We want our rights and we don't care how We want our revolution now Why do they have the gold Why do they have the power Why why why Do they have the friends at the top Why do they have the jobs at the top We've got nothing Always had nothing Nothing but holes and millions of them Living in holes dying in holes Holes in our bellies and holes in our clothes Marat we're poor And the poor stay poor Marat don't make us wait anymore Poor old Marat they hunt you down The bloodhounds are sniffing all over the town Poor old Marat you work til your eyes turn as red as rust poor old Marat We trust in you ....
A simple Swedish girl was Hilda When she landed here But in one short year She learned our ways and everything She got a beau named Yonnie Yonson Since she left the boat She sent his picture to the folks back home On the back of it she wrote
Now if you look at Yonnie's picture, you might think he's slow But he seems to know 'Bout cows and dogs and everything And when you talk about my Yonnie, you speak of the best I found out lots of things about that boy He's so different from the rest
Holy Yumpin' Yiminy How my Yonny can love When he kisses me, oh what yoy, makes me feel so oh! by Yiminy! He bane my sweet Papa, I bane his Turtle dove He no bane much on reading books And he bane worse when it comes to looks but holy Yumpin Yiminy, how my Yonnie can love
Holy Yumpin' Yiminy How my Yonny can love When he kisses me, oh what yoy, makes me feel so oh! by Yiminy! He bane my sweet Papa, I bane his Turtle dove He's yust as clumsy as can be, but when he sits me on his knee but holy Yumpin Yiminy, how my Yonnie can love
You said you came in off the street King of the promised land You offered me your heart I took your hand Now you go towards Albana To challenge our destiny How we tried You don't eat meat But you eat your heart out, Steven It's time to get even I'll make it up to you I'll go, I'll try With you in mind Oh Steven You dressed me in my glad rags You in your Gladiolia Just like those other lifetimes At least that's what you told me The taste of reality was Such a hard, bitter-sweet pill You took to your bed again Oh, are you still ill? Are you still ill? You don't eat meat But you eat your heart out, Steven It's time to get even I'll make it up to you I'll go, I'll try With you in mind Oh Steven I have faith for both of us, you said I have faith for both of us You walked in off the street King of the promised land You offered me your heart I took your hand You don't eat meat But you eat your heart out, Steven It's time to get even I'll make it up to you You don't eat meat But you eat your heart out, Steven It's time to get even I'll make it up to you Oh Steven You little charmer...
Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah a thousand times adieu We are bound away from the Holy Ground and the girls we love so true We'll sail the salt seas over and we'll return once more And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
Chorus: You're the girl that I adore And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
Now when we're out a-sailing and you are far behind Fine letters will I write to you with the secrets of my mind The secrets of my mind, my girl you're the girl that I adore And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
Chorus: You're the girl that I adore And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
Oh now the storm is raging and we are far from shore The poor old ship she's sinking fast and the riggings they are tore The night is dark and dreary we can scarcely see the moon But still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
Chorus: You're the girl that I adore And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
It's now the storm is over and we are safe on shore We'll drink a toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adore We'll drink strong ale and porter and we'll make the taproom roar And when our money is all spent we'll go to sea once more
Chorus: You're the girl that I adore And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more
Hollywood Swinging Composer(s): Robert "Kool" Bell; George "Funky" Brown;
Charles Smith; J.T. Taylor; Dennis "D.T." Thomas;
Curtis Fitzgerald Williams Performer(s): Kool & The Gang
Hey, hey, hey What ya got to say Hey, hey, hey What ya got to say
Hollywoooooooood Hollywood swinging
Hollywoooooooood Hollywood swinging
I remember Not too long ago I went to a theatre And I saw the Kool and The Gang show I always wanted To fit into a band To sing my songs And become a bad piano playing man
So here I am In this Hollywood city The city of the stars Movies, women and cars Well I guess I I guess I Star
Hollywood swinging Hollywood swinging Hollywood swinging Hollywood swinging
Hero Composer(s): Fredrik Kempe - Bobby Ljunggren First performance by: Charlotte Perrelli - 2008
Everything has a beginning Everything comes to an end Take it or leave it, you'd better believe it Be my love or be my friend
Try to deny what you're feeling And you'll know that your heart will say no Love will last longer, growing stronger and stronger If you stay and don't let go
Oh... out of the light, like a star, like a hero Love will survive Oh... taking the fight is the life of a hero Staying alive
This is a story of love and compassion Only heroes can tell Oh... out of the light, like a star, like a hero Love will survive
Heaven and earth keep colliding But with love on a world of its own Oh... there you can't fake it, just make it or break it Only you can find the one
Oh... out of the light, like a star, like a hero Love will survive Oh... taking the fight is the life of a hero Staying alive
This is a story of love and compassion Only heroes can tell Oh... out of the light, like a star, like a hero Love will survive (Will survive) Oh... survive (Will survive)
Heroes can live on their own But heroes never die alone
Oh... out of the light, like a star, like a hero Love will survive Oh... taking the fight is the life of a hero Staying alive (This is a story of love and compassion) Heroes can tell Oh, out of the light, like a star, like a hero Love will survive
Hollywood Square Dance Composer(s): Charlie Hayes; Paul Weirick
In Hollywood the latest craze Will make you want to dance for days So, grab your partner, take a chance Try the Hollywood Square Dance
For it's as easy as can be You do it once and you will see You square your shoulders, then advance Try the Hollywood Square Dance
Ring around the rosies Pocket full of posies, watch your little toesies As you go 'round and 'round and 'round Underneath the arches Careful of your arches, ev'rybody marches One, two, three, four, here we go
Now if at first you don't succeed Just try again that's all you need And soon you'll find your big romance Doing the Hollywood Square Dance
Ring around the rosies Alaman left with your left hand Back to your partner, right and left grand Pocket full of posies Swing grandma across the hall She ain't been swung since way last fall Watch your little toesies Chase that rabbit, chase that squirrel Chase that purty girl 'round the world As you go 'round and 'round and 'round
Stepsister's Lament Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Richard Rodgers Performer(s): Kenneth Williams and multiple other artists
Why would a fellow want a girl like her? A frail and fluffy beauty Why cant a fellow ever once prefer A solid girl like me? Shes a frothy little bubble With a flimsy kind of charm And with very little trouble I could break her little arm Oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her So obviously unusual Why cant a fellow ever once prefer A usual girl like me?
Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink But not any pinker than a rose is Her skin may be delicate and soft But not any softer than a does is Her neck is no whiter than a swans Shes only as dainty as a daisy Shes only as graceful as a bird So why should the fellows go all crazy?
Oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her? A girl whos merely lovely Why cant a fellow ever once prefer A girl whos merely me?
Whats the matter with the men? Whats the matter with the men? Whats the matter with the men?
Wolves Of The Sea Composer(s): Torbjörn Wassenius - Claes Andreasson - Johan Sahlen - Jonas Liberg First performance by: Pirates of the Sea - 2008
With a hi hi ho and a hi hi hey We're hoisting the flag to be free We will steal the show, Jolly Rogers go We are wolves of the sea
Don't try to run, it's all set and done There's a treasure in sight We are robbing you blind I hope you don't mind We are taking it all tonight
Just walk away, we will conquer it all Pirates will stand and the loser will fall
With a hi hi ho and a hi hi hey We're bound to be close to the sea Our captain will stand on the bridge and sing: Pirates are all we can be
With a hi hi ho and a hi hi hey We're hoisting the flag to be free We will steal the show, Jolly Rogers go We are wolves of the sea
Down to the core, we're coming for more With a sword close at hand We are scary and bold, a chest full of gold We get sealegs when sighting land
The hook of our captain is looking at you There's no Peter Pan, so what can you do?
With a hi hi ho and a hi hi hey We're bound to be close to the sea Our captain will stand on the bridge and sing: Pirates are all we can be
With a hi hi ho and a hi hi hey We're hoisting the flag to be free We will steal the show, Jolly Rogers go We are wolves of the sea
If you cry out to storm We pirates will stand tall A skull and crossbone flag is closing in To see you fall
(Hum, hi ho, hi hum, hi hey) (Hum, hi ho, hi hey) (Hum, hi ho, hi hum, hi hey)
With a hi hi ho and a hi hi hey We're hoisting the flag to be free We will steal the show, Jolly Rogers go We are wolves of the sea
With a hi hi ho and a hi hi hey We're bound to be close to the sea Our captain will stand on the bridge and sing: Pirates are all we can be
With a hi hi ho and a hi hi hey We're hoisting the flag to be free We will steal the show, Jolly Rogers go We are wolves of the sea We are wolves of the sea
Vitamin L Composer(s): Mary Kay Place Performer(s): Mary Kay Place
When I was a kid N livin at home I took feelin fine for granted Well, I didnt know then What I know now Why Mama always raved n ranted
She said, Early to bed N early to rise Live the golden rule N exercise N most important of all She said with a grin Be sure you get your vitamins
Vitamins A n C n D n B Well they keep you healthy n well But Mama didnt tell me when I was a kid All about Vitamin L She sure forgot to tell me When I was a kid All about Vitamin L
Mama made me eat carrots N hominy grits Though I really felt disinclined But she said they was packed with vitamin A And if I didnt that Id go blind She said, Your skinll break out N youll get beri beri Less you eat all them black-eyed peas Cause them and the greens N the lima beans They all got vitamin B
N youll get scurvy Less you eat them prunes Cause they got vitamin C Well then, cmon outside N play in the sun Or get rickets from no vitamin D
Well, I did what she said N I ate what she asked N for a while I felt real swell But I sure wish Mama Had told me back then All about Vitamin L Yeah, I sure wish Mama Had a mentioned to me All about Vitamin L
Well, thanks to vitamins N Mamas advice I grew to be healthy n strong Till a cowboy one night That I loved at first sight Well, he hurt me n he done me wrong Well, he loved me n he left me But he taught me the ropes Specially bout Vitamin L
Cause Vitamin L is a love, you see And without it Well, its hell
Cause of all the vitamins in your Daily minimum requirement Mm, Vitamin Ls the most Important to you Cause if you dont get enough Vitamin L Your heartll break a-right in two I know vitamin Cs real good for a cold Vitamin B if your lips should swell But the only thing that cures Them love sick blues Is a shot o that Vitamin L Well, I surely do need me A big ole dose Of that good ole Vitamin L
Steppin' Stones Composer(s): Kat Graham - J. Francis Keus Performer(s): Lorrie Morgan
On the rocky road to love the goin' has been rough I fall down but somehow I always got back up I've climbed every mountain, crossed every valley too I had a heart without a home but I kept on keepin' on Lookin' for a love that would be true But they were all just steppin' stones to you
Well, I have walked on mines when I should have read the signs Sayin', 'Dead end, don't rush in' but I did every time An' I started believin' that I was born to lose, oh, don't know Oh, but those days are gone 'cause the love that you have shown Has given me another point of view Oh, but they were all just steppin' stones to you
Steppin' stones, I've stumbled over hearts 'til I found, solid ground It's so clear, ain't it funny that it took a trail of tears to get me here Now with no stone left unturned I have finally learned There's a reason, things work out the way they do Yeah, they were all just steppin' stones to you
I have no regrets for the paths I have walked They all turned to sand now but you are my rock
Steppin' stones, I've stumbled over hearts 'til I found, solid ground It's so clear but ain't it funny that it took a trail of tears to get me here Now with no stone left unturned, I have finally learned There's a reason, things work out the way they do But they were all just steppin' stones to you
Hollywood Party #2 Composer(s): Lorenz Hart; Richard Rodgers Performer(s): Frances Williams
Phone's busy! We're dizzy! It's that affair He's going! She's going! They're going there Put on your bib and tucker Put on your soup and fish I'm going! You're going! This is our dish
Refrain
Hollywood Party! Get up! Get out! Get in it! Hollywood Party! Nobody sleeps tonight Bring along your girl! Go home with someone else's Forget about your girl She's gonna do all right We'll be kicking our heels up Till the rooster is crowing Bring the automobiles up Ev'rybody is going
Hollywood Party! Going a mile a minute Hollywood Party! Nobody sleeps tonight
Hollywood Nights Composer(s): Bob Seger Performer(s): Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band; and various other artists
She stood there bright as the sun On that California coast He was a Midwestern boy on his own She looked at him with those soft eyes So innocent and blue He knew right then he was too far from home He was too far from home She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach They watched the waves tumble over the sand They drove for miles and miles Up those twisting turning roads Higher and higher and higher they climbed
And those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills She was looking so right In her diamonds and frills Oh those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights She had all of her skills
He'd headed west cause he felt that a change would do him good See some old friends, good for the soul She had been born with a face That would let her get her way He saw that face and he lost all control He had lost all control Night after night Day after day It went on and on Then came that morning he woke up alone He spent all night staring down at the lights on LA Wondering if he could ever go home
And those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills She was looking so right It was giving him chills In those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights With a passion that kills
In those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills She was looking so right In her diamonds and frills Oh those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights She had all of her skills
Steppin' Out With My Baby Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): Fred Astaire
Here he comes lookin' for his baby It's for sure, sure and not for maybe Don't ask when will the lucky day be Here he comes and let him tell you himself:
If I seem to scintillate It's because I've got a date A date with a package of The good things that come with love You don't have to ask me I won't waste your time But if you should ask me Why I feel sublime I'm
Steppin' out with my baby Can't go wrong 'cause I'm in right It's for sure, not for maybe That I'm all dressed up tonight
Steppin' out with my honey Can't be bad to feel so good Never felt quite so sunny And I keep on knockin' wood
There'll be smooth sailin' 'cause I'm trimmin' my sails With a bright shine on my shoes and on my nails (alternate line: In my top hat and my white tie and my tails)
Steppin' out with my baby Can't go wrong 'cause I'm in right Ask me when will the day be The big day may be tonight
Hollywood (Down On Your Luck) Composer(s): Scott Gorham; Phil Lynott Performer(s): Thin Lizzy; Warrant
They say people out in Hollywood Live their life out in black and white Theyre living out a technicolor dream Next day theyre a star overnight
Not like living in New York Man, its tougher Not like in London town Boy, you suffer
Nobody give a break When youre down on your luck Everybodys on the take When youre down on your luck You cant make a mistake When youre down on your luck
People out in Hollywood They got a lot of class You see the boys strutting down the boulevard Trying to make a pass
Not like in New York Its high rise, its concrete and complex Not like in London town It reigns down on its subjects
Nobody give a damn When youre down on your luck Nobody understands When youre down on your luck Lady chance, she wont dance When youre down on your luck
People out in Hollywood They can make it to the stars They can reach the screen Drive around in big expensive convertible cars
Not like in New York All youve got is Broadway Not like in the West End of London You cant make it no way
Nobody give a damn When youre down on your luck Nobody understands When youre down on your luck Youve got to strut your stuff When youre down on your luck
You cant take it easy, it aint good enough When youre down on your luck Everybodys on the make When youre down on your luck Nobody give a fair deal When youre down on your luck
Nobody understands my Uncle Sam When youre down on your luck Im ready for the dance When youre down on your luck I gotta make a dollar holler When youre down on your luck
