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  • 15-08-1995
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    A Feast Of Friends
    Composer(s): Jim Morrison
    Performer(s): The Doors



    Wow, I´m sick of doubt
    Live in the light of certain South
    Cruel bindings
    The servants have the power
    Dog men and their mean women
    Pulling poor blankets over our sailors
    I´m sick of dour faces
    Staring at me from the T.V. Tower
    I want roses in my garden bower; dig?
    Royal babies, rubies
    Must now replace aborted
    Strangers in the mud
    These mutants, blood meal
    for the plant that´s plowed

    They are waiting to take us into the severed garden
    Do you know, how pale and wanton thrillful
    Comes death in a strange hour
    Unannounced, unplanned for
    like a scaring over-friendly guest you´ve brought to bed
    Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
    Where we had shoulders, smooth as ravens claws

    No more money, no more fancy dress
    This other kingdom seems by far the best
    Until it´s other jaw reveals incest
    And loose obidience to a vegetable law

    I will not go
    Prefer a feast of friends
    To the giant family



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    Your Voice
    Composer(s): Nico
    Performer(s): Nico



    Your voice will frighten my horse
    Your voice will frighten my horse

    Am I the target moving closer to your choice?
    A certain familiarity lies in your tone of voice

    Oh no no no no no no no no

    Your voice will frighten my horse
    Your voice will frighten my horse
    My horse

    Am I the target moving closer to your choice?
    A certain familiarity lies in your tone of voice

    Oh no no no no no no no no




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    14-08-1995
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    Father And A Son
    Composer(s): Loudon Wainwright III
    Performer(s): Loudon Wainwright III



    When I was your age I was just like you
    And just look at me now; I'm sure you do
    But your grandfather was just as bad
    And you should have heard him trash his dad
    Life's no picnic, that's a given
    My mom's mom died when my mom was seven
    My mom's father was a tragic guy
    But he was so distant and nobody knows why
    Now, your mother's family, you know them
    Each and every one a gem
    Each and every one a gem

    When I was your age I was a mess
    On a bad day I still am, I guess
    I think I know what you're going through
    Everything changes but nothing is new
    And I know that I'm miserable; can't you see?
    I just want you to be just like me
    Boys grow up to be grown men
    And then men change back into boys again
    You're starting up and I'm winding down
    Ain't it big enough for us both in this town?
    Say it's big enough for us both in this town

    When I was your age I thought I hated my dad
    And that the feeling was a mutual one that we had
    We fought each other day and night
    I was always wrong; he was always right
    But he had the power and he needed to win
    His life half over, mine about to begin
    I'm not sure about that Oedipal stuff
    But when we were together it was always rough
    Hate is a strong word; I want to back-track
    The bigger the front, then the bigger the back
    The bigger the front, then the bigger the back

    Now you and me are me and you
    And it's a different ballgame though not brand-new
    I don't know what all of this fighting is for
    But we're having us a teenage/middle-age war
    I don't want to die and you want to live
    It takes a little bit of take and a whole lot of give
    It never really ends though each race is run
    This thing between a father and a son
    Maybe it's power and push and shove
    Maybe it's hate but probably it's love
    Maybe it's hate but probably it's love



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    Your Turn To Cry
    Performer(s): The Dave Clark Five



    The time has come
    For me to say goodbye
    You've had your fun
    Now it's your turn to cry

    You played around
    With everyone you found
    You didn't even care
    If it got around

    It's your turn to cry
    The tears from your eyes won't bring me back again
    You'll remember my words now I've gone
    It's your turn to cry

    I've tried so hard to make you understand
    I'd give you the world if by me you would stand
    You didn't even care if it caused me pain
    So I just go out walkin' in the rain

    It's your turn to cry
    The tears from your eyes won't bring me back again
    You'll remember my words now I've gone
    It's your turn to cry

    I'm glad it's over and it's done
    (He don't love you no more)
    It's you that's lonely, I'm the happy one
    (He's not sad anymore)

    I've turned the tables, now it's you
    (You want him back again)
    Who wants me, needs me
    Said she'll never make me blue

    The time has come
    For me to say goodbye
    You've had your fun
    Now it's your turn to cry

    You played around
    With everyone you found
    You didn't even care
    If it got around

    It's your turn to cry
    The tears from your eyes won't bring me back again
    You'll remember my words now I've gone
    It's your turn to cry




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    13-08-1995
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    A Brown Bird Singing
    Composer(s): Royden Barrie - Hayden Wood
    Performer(s): Maxine Sullivan
    and multiple other artists



    All through the night
    there's a little brown bird singing
    singing in the dusk of the darkness
    and the dew
    Oh how I wish that my heart
    could go awinging
    could go awinging
    straight through the nighttime
    to you
    to you



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Your Time Is Gonna Come
    Composer(s): John Paul Jones; Jimmy Page
    Performer(s): Led Zeppelin; Dread Zeppelin;
    Iron Horse; Sandie Shaw; Wolfgang



    Lying, cheating, hurting, that's all you seem to do
    Messing around with every guy in town
    Putting me down for thinking of somebody new
    Always the same, playing your games
    Drive me insane, trouble's gonna come to you
    One of these days and it won't be long
    You'll look for me but baby I'll be gone
    This is all I've got to say to you woman

    Your time is gonna come, your time is gonna come
    Your time is gonna come, your time is gonna come

    Made up my mind to break this time
    Won't be so fine, it's my turn to cry
    Do what you want, I won't take the brunt
    It's fading away, can't feel you anymore
    Don't care what you say, 'cause I'm going away to stay
    Gonna make you pay for that great big hole in my heart
    People talking all around, watch out woman
    No longer is the joke gonna be on my heart
    You've been bad to me woman, but it's coming back home to you

    Your time is gonna come, your time is gonna come
    Your time is gonna come, your time is gonna come




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    12-08-1995
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    A Boy From Nowhere
    Composer(s): Mike Leander - Edward Seago
    Performer(s): Tom Jones; Michael Ball; John Barrowman



    The nights grow cold
    My search for gold
    Is leading nowhere
    Which ever lonely road I take
    It seems to go where
    It's a fight to survive
    Just until tomorrow
    How can I display
    What I know I'm worthy of
    When they turn me away

    The doors are closed
    To such as I
    A boy from nowhere
    But not to those
    Who feel they find
    The right to go where
    They'll be met with respect
    No humiliation
    A man's place on earth
    I have come to realise
    Is decided at birth

    So what's the future
    No matter where I go
    I will still belong
    In abolition
    Where we don't know where
    Our next bed is coming from
    Something's wrong!

    I vow to stray
    I won't remain
    A boy from nowhere
    There has to be
    A place for me
    And I must go there
    I don't fantasize
    Unlike a million others
    Who must bow and scrape
    For my one means of escape
    Is to flourish a cape

    I've thought too long to fight
    The Gods if they oppose me
    I have to win
    I won't give in
    No-one who knows me
    Would expect me to fail
    For the want of trying
    Not a man alive
    Had to beg, or steal, or fight
    More than me to survive

    So what's the future
    No matter where I go
    I will still belong
    In abolition
    Where good honest men grow weak
    And the rich grow strong
    Something's wrong!

    Another jolt, another bolt
    A boy from nowhere
    My destiny will guarantee
    That I'll only go where
    It's a fight to survive
    Just until tomorrow
    One more mouth to feed
    And the way things are 'round here
    That's the last thing they need



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    Your Sweetness Is My Weakness
    Composer(s): Barry White
    Performer(s): Barry White



    Ooh, girl, you know like I know, uh-huh
    What your lovin', girl, has done for me
    Like a Mona Lisa hangin' on a wall, uh-huh

    You're a lovely sight, lovely sight to see, mmm, hmm
    The way you give me your sweet love
    Any place and time when you look at me I get weak in my knees
    I'm so thankful that you're mine

    Your sweetness is my weakness, yeah
    Girl, your sweetness is my weakness, yeah, yeah
    Sweetness is my weakness, well
    You sweetness is my weakness

    They all say that I'm a fool, uh-huh
    For lovin' you, for lovin' you this way
    But sure as I am, I don't give a damn
    About what the people, what the people say

    Other girls try to imitate you
    With the other boys, uh-huh
    But I'm the only boy `round here
    Whose got the real macoy

    Sweetness is my weakness, yeah, yeah
    Sweetness is my weakness, yeah (Uh-huh), yeah (Uh-huh)
    Sweetness is my weakness, yeah (Ooh), yeah (Ooh)
    Sweetness is my weakness, yeah, yeah

    Sweetness is my weakness




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    11-08-1995
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    A Bowl Of Red
    Composer(s): Tom Russell
    Performer(s): Tom Russell



    You don't put beans in chilli
    You never water good whiskey down
    And never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
    On the Spanish side of town

    And if you want to go peekin' at the doctor's daughter
    You better pay the old man his bread
    Then it's a short, short ride from hell to heaven
    Ridin' on a bowl of red

    I'm talkin' about sweet Lorene, the chilli queen
    Down at number nine Pecos Street
    She's got bull meat hangin' up above her head
    And chilli peppers down at her feet

    She's got an iron pot smokin' on a woodsmoke stove
    Near an antique feather bed
    Where it's a short, short ride from hell to heaven
    Ridin' on a bowl of red

    Here's the recipe:
    Bull meat, crab meat, pig's feet, chicken feet
    I've even seen her use a rabbit's head
    Cemino, oregano, celanto, let it go
    Then sop it up with sourdough bread

    Let it boil one day, you'll be rollin' in the hay
    Lorene keeps a man well fed
    Just walk on down to number nine
    Say, "Gimme a little bowl of red"

    Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
    Tell me how many packs did Peter Piper pick
    Then he took 'em on down to sweet Lorene
    Said, "I need a bowl of red real quick"

    She put Peter Piper's peppers in a pot on the stove
    She put Peter Piper in her feather bed
    And now Peter Piper's pickin' peppers all day
    Just to get his daily bowl of red



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    Your Squaw Is On The Warpath
    Composer(s): Loretta Lynn
    Performer(s): Loretta Lynn



    Well your pet name for me is squaw
    When you come home a drinkin' and can barely crawl
    And all that lovin' on me won't make things right
    Well you're leavin' me at home to keep the tee pee clean
    A-six papooses to break and wean
    Well, your squaw is on the warpath tonight

    Well I found out, a-big brave chief
    The game you were huntin' for ain't beef
    Get offa my huntin' grounds
    And get outta my sight
    This-a war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
    You don't need no more of what you've already had
    Your squaw is on the warpath tonight

    Well-a that fire water that a you've been drinkin'
    Makes you feel bigger but chief you're shrinkin'
    Since you've been on that love makin' diet
    Now don't hand me that old peace pipe
    There ain't no pipe can settle this fight
    Your squaw is on the warpath tonight

    Well I found out a-big brave chief
    The game you're a hunting for ain't beef
    Get offa my huntin' grounds and get outta my sight
    This-a war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
    You don't need no more of what you've already had
    Your squaw is on the warpath tonight
    Yeah, your squaw is on the warpath tonight




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    10-08-1995
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    Szerelem, Szerelem
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Márta Sebestyén



    Szerelem szerelem
    Átkozott szerelem
    Szerelem szerelem
    Átkozott szerelem

    Mért nem termettél volt
    Minden fa tetején
    Minden fa tetején
    Diónak levelén

    Hogy szakaszhasson le
    Minden leán s legén
    Hogy szakaszhasson le
    Minden leán s legén

    Mert én szakasztottam
    S el es szalasztottam
    De még szakasztanék
    Ha jóra találnék

    Egy jóra s egy szépre
    Régi szeretomre
    Egy jóra s egy szépre
    Régi szeretomre

    Régi szeretomért
    Mit nem cselekedném
    Tengerbol e vizet
    Kalánval kimerném

    Tenger fenekérol
    Gyöngyszemeket szednék
    S abból e rózsámnak
    Gyöngykoszorút kötnék



    Categorie:Slavische Songs

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    Your Song
    Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin
    Performer(s): Elton John;
    and various other artists



    It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
    I'm not one of those who can easily hide
    I don't have much money but boy if I did
    I'd buy a big house where we both could live

    If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
    Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
    I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
    My gift is my song and this one's for you

    And you can tell everybody this is your song
    It may be quite simple but now that it's done
    I hope you don't mind
    I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
    How wonderful life is while you're in the world

    I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
    Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
    But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
    It's for people like you that keep it turned on

    So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
    You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
    Anyway the thing is what I really mean
    Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen




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    09-08-1995
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    Syracuse
    Composer(s): Bernard Dimey - Henri Salvador
    First release by: Henri Salvador - 1963
    Covered by multiple other artists



    J'aimerais tant voir Syracuse
    L'île de Pâques et Kairouan
    Et les grands oiseaux qui s'amusent
    À glisser l'aile sous le vent

    Voir les jardins de Babylone
    Et le palais du grand Lama
    Rêver des amants de Vérone
    Au sommet du Fuji-Yama

    Voir le pays du matin calme
    Aller pêcher au cormoran
    Et m'enivrer de vin de palme
    En écoutant chanter le vent

    Avant que ma jeunesse s'use
    Et que mes printemps soient partis
    J'aimerais tant voir Syracuse
    Pour m'en souvenir à Paris



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Your Smiling Face
    Composer(s): James Taylor
    Performer(s): James Taylor;
    and various other artists



    Whenever I see your smiling face
    I have to smile myself
    Because I love you (Yes, I do)
    And when you give me that pretty little pout
    It turns me inside out
    There's something about you, baby (I don't know)

    (Chorus)
    Isn't it amazing a man like me
    Can feel this way
    Tell me how much longer
    I will grow stronger every day
    Oh, how much longer

    I thought I was in love
    A couple of times before
    With the girl next door
    But that was long before I met you
    Now I'm sure that I won't forget you
    And I thank my lucky stars
    That you are who you are
    And not just another lovely lady
    Sent down to break my heart

    Isn't it amazing a man like me
    Can feel this way
    Tell me how much longer
    I can grow stronger every day
    How much longer

    No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
    Whenever I see you smile at me
    No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
    Whenever I see your smile at face my way
    No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
    No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today




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    08-08-1995
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    Synchronicity 2
    Composer(s): Sting
    Performer(s): The Police; Morpholinos



    Another suburban morning
    Grandmother screaming at the wall
    We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
    We can't hear anything at all

    Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
    But we know all the suicides are fake
    Daddy only stares into the distance
    There's only so much more that he can take

    Many miles away something crawls from the slime
    At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake

    Another industrial ugly morning
    The factory belches filth into the sky
    He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
    He doesn't think to wonder why
    The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts on a red light street

    But all he ever thinks to do is watch
    And every single meeting with his so called superior
    Is a humiliating kick in the crotch

    Many miles away something crawls to the surface
    Of a dark Scottish Loch

    Another working day has ended
    Only the rush hour hell to face
    Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
    Contestants in a suicidal race

    Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
    He knows that something somewhere has to break

    He sees the family home now looming in his headlight
    The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache

    Many miles away there's a shadow on a door
    Of a cottage by the shore
    Of a dark Scottish lake

    Many miles away
    Many miles away



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Your Smile
    Composer(s): Dory Langdon; André Previn
    Performer(s): Vic Damone



    I heard you speak I touched your cheek and then I saw your smile
    Much more than grand I held your hand and then I saw your smile
    A fleeting thing, a rose in Spring it bloomed for just a while
    On that wondrous place, your wondrous face
    I was filled with awe when I saw your smile
    I heard you speak, touched your cheek
    Much more than grand I held your hand and then I saw your smile
    A fleeting thing, a rose in Spring it bloomed for just a while
    On that wondrous face, your wondrous face
    I was filled with awe when I saw your smile




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    07-08-1995
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    Symphony Of The Breeze
    Composer(s): Harry Leon - Leo Towers
    Performer(s): Jimmy Messene



    Just like a song, sweetest of sweet melodies
    Help me along, symphony of the breeze
    I can’t go on living with just memories
    Where has she gone, symphony of the breeze
    While you’re softly sighing
    My poor heart is crying
    Crying for the one I love who won’t come back to me
    What good am I walking alone through the trees
    Hear that goodbye, symphony of the breeze



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    Your Side Of The Bed
    Composer(s): Mac Davis
    Performer(s): Mac Davis



    Lord, I miss you
    I just can't get it
    Through my weary head
    You're really gone

    I just can't believe it
    But all of a sudden
    I've got too much pain
    For one man alone

    The nights drag by
    And it gets harder all the time
    To go to sleep without
    Your soft skin touching mine

    (Chorus)
    And I woke up on your side
    Of the bed again this morning
    With my old alarm clock
    Ringing half past eight
    With that old familiar hunger
    And my arms wrapped
    Round your shadow
    I woke up on your side of the bed

    Another funky morning
    Sunday's dead and Monday's
    Dripping down my window pane

    I wake up shaking
    Staring at the walls and
    Listening to the lonesome
    Sound of falling rain

    I just can't make myself
    Believe that you don't care
    I keep on dreaming
    I'll wake up and you'll be there

    (Chorus) 2x

    Lord, I woke up on your side
    Of the bed again this morning
    With my old alarm clock
    Ringing half past eight.....




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    Symphony
    Composer(s): André Tabet - Roger Bernstein - Jack Lawrence - Alex Alstone
    Performer(s): Johnny Desmond
    and multiple other artists



    Symphony, symphony of love
    Music from above, how does it start?
    You walk in and the song begins
    Singing violins start in my heart

    Then you speak
    The melody seems to rise
    Then you sigh
    It sighs and it softly dies
    Symphony sing to me

    Then we kiss and it's clear to me
    When you're near to me
    You are my symphony
    My symphony
    Myyyyy symmmmphooooonyyyyyyyy



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    Your Saving Grace
    Composer(s): Tim Davis; Steve Miller; Ben Sidran
    Performer(s): Steve Miller



    Winter’s people watching
    As I sail from season’s four
    To join some crazy ladies
    In a game upon the shore
    None of them with broken wings
    But still refuse to fly
    So with sweetness on my lips
    I smile a last goodbye

    And now I spend my life
    On the velvet side of hell
    Aimlessly here searching
    For what I cannot tell
    The quietness is terrible
    It’s more than I can stand
    But thousands now stand cheering
    As my blood flows in the sand

    Spoken: you’re not the child
    You thought you were
    You wake up in the night
    And know you’re blind
    And yet they keep on pushing
    Trying the insides of your mind
    Forever, forever arresting to control
    Until the emptiness of heaven welcomes your weary soul

    Rise up with the new dawn’s early morning
    Feel the sunshine warm upon your face
    Tomorrow’s come a long, long way to help you
    Yes, it’s your saving grace

    Every day, every way
    Tomorrow, it’s your saving grace
    Well, now got no time to worry
    Cause I’ve got no time to hurry
    Baby, it’s your saving grace
    Now don’t you lay those blames on me
    Don’t you play those games on me
    Cause baby it’s your saving grace
    You got to need a little lovin’
    Now baby it’s your saving grace
    Hey, I feel alright
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Your saving grace
    Ah, hey, hey, hey
    Your saving grace
    La la la la la la la la....
    Oh baby, it’s your saving grace




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