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  • 19-01-2000
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    Ami
    Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
    Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



    Ami cherche un autre ami perdu
    Dans l'immensité des nues
    Visages et corps inconnus
    Rêveur cherche à retrouver son ciel
    Du fond de la nuit appelle
    Son étoile maternelle
    Car il y a vingt ans un orage
    L'a fait tomber de mon nuage
    Et m'a laissé seul dans ce monde abandonné
    Au matin d'un lointain voyage
    Je suis tombé de mon nuage
    Je n'ai jamais senti la terre sous mes pieds
    Reviens, étoile aux plaines d'argent
    Reviens chercher ton enfant
    Avant qu'il ne soit géant
    Avant qu'il ne se brûle à un feu
    Qu'il ne se blesse à un jeu
    Avant qu'il ne soit trop vieux
    Car il y a vingt ans un orage
    L'a fait tomber de mon nuage
    Et m'a laissé seul dans ce monde abandonné
    Au matin d'un lointain voyage
    Je suis tombé de mon nuage
    Je n'ai jamais senti la terre sous mes pieds
    Il y a vingt ans un orage
    L'a fait tomber de mon nuage
    Et m'a laissé seul dans ce monde abandonné
    Au matin d'un lointain voyage
    Je suis tombé de mon nuage



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Wrote A Song For Everyone
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    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    Composer(s): John Fogerty
    Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; Johnny Rivers



    Made myself a coming county welfare line
    I was feeling strung out
    Hung out on the line
    Saw myself a going, down to war in June
    All I want
    All I want is to write myself a tune

    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    Wrote a song for truth
    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    And I couldn't even talk to you

    Got myself arrested
    Wound me up in jail
    Richmond 'bout to blow up
    Communication failed
    If you see the answer, now's the time to say
    All I want All I want is to get you down to pray.

    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    Wrote a song for truth
    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    And I couldn't even talk to you

    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    Wrote a song for truth
    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    And I couldn't even talk to you

    Saw the people standing thousand years in chains
    Somebody said it's different now, look, it's just the same
    Pharaohs spin the message, round and round the truth
    They could have saved a million people
    How can I tell you?

    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    Wrote a song for truth
    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    And I couldn't even talk to you

    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    Wrote a song for truth
    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    And I couldn't even talk to you

    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    Wrote a song for truth
    Wrote A Song For Everyone
    And I couldn't even talk to you



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    18-01-2000
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ami (Johnny Hallyday)
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    Ami
    Composer(s): Eric Benzi
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    Voir passer les nuages
    Grimper au sommet
    Remonter les rivières
    Retenir l'été
    S'inventer des mirages
    Tout recommencer
    Rester en arrière
    Ou passer le premier
    Devenir grand
    Sans jamais vieillir
    Boucler sa valise
    Trois, quatre et partir
    Dormir sous les étoiles
    Et rire gratuit
    Partager ses angoisses
    Et ses désirs aussi

    Roulent, roulent toutes nos vies
    L'amour infidèle
    Et tourne, tourne tout ce qu'on dit
    S'il ne restait qu'un mot sur mes lèvres
    Ami

    Boire aux mêmes lèvres
    Des sirènes d'un jour
    Et tomber par terre
    À chacun son tour
    Passer les frontières
    Et embrasser la rue
    Au hasard d'une bière
    Sur un pari perdu
    J'aurai les mêmes rides
    Sur le même côté
    Du côté de tes rires
    Du côté où tu es
    Et si la grande noire
    Viens pour t'emmener
    Au-delà des ombres
    Tu m'entendras crier

    Roulent, roulent toutes nos vies
    L'amour infidèle
    Et tourne, tourne tout ce qu'on dit
    S'il ne restait qu'un mot sur mes lèvres
    Ami, ami

    Tourne, tourne, tourne la vie
    Je serai le même
    Longue, longue et longue est la nuit
    Mais je te serai toujours fidèle
    Ami, ami, ami



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Wrong Number
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    Wrong Number
    Performer(s): The Cure



    Lime green, lime green and tangerine
    The sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seeing
    Lime green and tangerine
    The sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreams

    Lime green, lime green and tangerine
    The sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seeing
    Lime green and tangerine
    The sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreams

    It gets to Friday
    I give you a call
    You know I’m getting kind of worried
    She doesn't seem herself at all
    Lime green and a sickly kind of orange
    I’ve never seen her like this before

    I had the best laid plans this side of America
    Started out in church and finished with Angelica
    Red and blue soul with a snow-white smile

    Can you dig it?
    Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)
    Can you dig it?

    I had the best-laid plans this side of America
    Started out in church and finished with Angelica
    And now I dig it in the dirt and I’m down here for a while

    You've got to make up your mind and make it soon
    Is there room in your life for one more trip to the moon?
    Is there room in your life for one more?

    Burn red, red and gold
    The deep dark colors of the snakes I hold
    Burn red, burn red, burn red and gold
    The deep dark colors of the devil at home

    She pulls me down just as I’m trying to hide
    Grabs me by the hair and drags me outside
    and starts digging in the dirt for a not so early bird
    It's the only way for her to get the worm

    I had the best laid plans this side of America
    Started out in church and finished with Angelica
    Red and blue soul with a snow-white smile

    Can you dig it?
    Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)
    Can you dig it?

    I had the best-laid plans this side of America
    Started out in church and finished with Angelica
    And now I dig it in the dirt and I’m down here for a while

    “Hello? Are you still there?”
    “Hello? Are you still there?”
    “Hello? Are you still there?”
    And much too late . . .
    “Sorry . . . wrong number”
    “I’m sorry you have the wrong number”
    "Yeah... sorry, wrong number"



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    17-01-2000
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Americano (José Feliciano)
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    Americano
    Composer(s): Raul Abramzon - Leonardo Schultz
    Performer(s): José Feliciano; Matt Monro



    Con todo el sabor
    que traigo desde mi tierra
    le canto al amor
    y es fuego el canto de mis venas

    Y así andaré
    por los caminos hermanos
    y así cantaré
    poniendo el alma en mis manos

    Americano...Americano
    Americano...Americano
    Con el puro sentimiento
    voy cantando como el viento
    a mi gente la que siento
    Y así, y así, y así es él
    Americano...Americano
    Americano...Americano

    Y quiero llegar
    a esas almas gemelas
    gozar la amistad
    y apaciguar nuestras penas

    No importa el color
    y no me importa el idioma
    de un canto de amor
    todos perciben su aroma

    Americano...Americano
    Americano...Americano
    Hoy te abrazo fiel amigo
    ante Dios, mi buen testigo
    y en mi canto te bendigo
    Y así, y así, y así es él
    Americano...Americano
    Americano...Americano



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    Write To Me From Naples
    Composer(s): Jimmy Kennedy; Alex Alstone
    Performer(s): Dean Martin; Elvis Presley



    (I can hear a mandolino)

    Write to me from Naples
    Write me ev'ry day
    I love you and Naples
    More than words can say

    Call me "Cara mia"
    Tell me all that's new
    Write to me from Naples
    Keep my heart with you

    (I can hear a mandolino
    Softly it sighs
    While I raise a glass of vino
    Praising your eyes)

    Since we said "Arrivederci"
    My poor heart cries
    For a letter from you

    Write to me from Naples
    I love you and Naples

    Call me "Cara mia"
    tell me all that's new
    Write to me from Naples
    Keep my heart with you

    Keep my heart with you



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    16-01-2000
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Americana
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    Americana
    Composer(s): Kathy Wakefield
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Americana c'est un mot qui craque dans la nuit
    Americana c'est un peu de rêve et de folie
    Americana c'est un mot qui parle de géant
    Americana a la fureur de vivre en noir et blanc

    L'avion se pose en silence
    Comme un goéland qui vient de France
    Sur la ville qui sommeille, l'ombre d'une statue ce réveille
    Du ciel gris de l'Atlantique, au soleil brûlant du Pacifique
    C'est une île qui vagabonde
    une lie jusqu'au beau milieu du monde

    Americana, Americana
    C'est l'Amérique, qui fait rêver
    Americana, Americana,
    Joue ta musique fais moi danser

    Manhattan, centième étage
    Accroché son cœur dans les nuages
    Quand San-Francisco s'affolent
    Au rythmes des amours qui s'envolent
    On se saoule de musique
    Sur des mots souvent mélancolique
    Las-Vegas et ses machines
    Et ses filles sorties des magazines

    Americana, Americana
    C'est l'Amérique, qui fait rêver
    Americana, Americana,
    Joue ta musique fais moi danser

    Americana c'est un mot qui craque dans la nuit
    Americana c'est un peu de rêve et de folie
    Americana c'est un mot qui parle de géant
    Americana a la fureur de vivre en noir et blanc

    Et moi qui suis d'ici d'ailleurs de nul part
    Je refais souvent le voyage, ce voyage
    Depuis que j'ai vu l'Amérique
    Ces plages au parfums d'Acapulco
    Plongés d'avenues au numéros
    Et ses boulevards plus long que des villes
    Ces quartiers qui parle en Italien
    Restaurants Chinois ou Parisien
    Ou chacun retrouve un peu de son pays

    Americana c'est un mot qui craque dans la nuit
    Americana c'est un peu de rêve et de folie
    Americana c'est un mot qui parle de géant
    Americana a la fureur de vivre en noir et blanc

    Americana, Americana
    C'est l'Amérique, qui fait rêver
    Americana, Americana
    Joue ta musique fais moi danser

    Americana c'est un mot qui parle de géant
    Americana a la fureur de vivre en noir et blanc
    Americana c'est un peu de rêve et de folie
    Americana c'est un mot qui claque dans la nuit



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Write Me A Letter
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    Write Me A Letter
    Composer(s): Steven Tyler
    Performer(s): Aerosmith



    Write Me A Letter
    Write Me A Letter
    Write it today
    I'm goin' away

    Write Me A Letter
    Write Me A Letter
    Write it today
    I'm goin' away (yes it is)

    Well I've been away forever
    Suicide's crossin' my mind
    Well I'll never, never, never, never, never
    Get so far behind
    I said, the ways of the night are evil
    Without that Lord of Day
    But I'll never, never, never, never, never
    get so far away

    I said write me
    Write me
    Write me
    I said write me
    Write me
    Write me

    Well there's nothin' I can see
    That'd ever make me
    Want to be without her
    She's good, she good to me
    Said there's no way to explain
    The kind of feelin' that you get out in the way
    She good, she good to me
    She good, she good to me
    See this emptyness inside will make me scream
    Make gonna know how
    She good, she good to me

    I love her

    Write Me A Letter
    Write Me A Letter
    Write it today
    I'm goin' away

    Well I've been away forever
    Suicide's crossin' my mind
    Well I'll never, never, never, never, never
    get so far behind

    Well I've been so many places
    Hidin' from the wind and the rain
    But you could write me a letter
    For to save me from goin' insane

    I said write me
    Write me
    Write me
    A letter (what's inside?)
    Write me
    Write me
    Write me baby!!



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    15-01-2000
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    American Woman
    Composer(s): Randy Bachman - Burton Cummings - Jim Kale - Garry Peterson
    First release by: The Guess Who - 1970
    Covered by multiple other artists



    American Woman, stay away from me
    American Woman, mama let me be
    Don't come a hangin' around my door
    I don't wanna see your face no more
    I got more important things to do
    Than spend my time growin' old with you
    Now Woman, I said stay away
    American Woman, listen what I say-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay

    American Woman, get away from me
    American Woman, mama let me be
    Don't come a knockin' around my door
    Don't wanna see your shadow no more
    Coloured lights can hypnotize
    Sparkle someone else's eyes
    Now Woman, I said get away
    American Woman, listen what I say-ay-ay-ay

    American Woman, said get away
    American Woman, listen what I say
    Don't come a hangin' around my door
    Don't wanna see your face no more
    I don't need your war machines
    I don't need your ghetto scenes
    Coloured lights can hypnotize
    Sparkle someone else's eyes
    Now Woman, get away from me
    American Woman, mama let me be

    Go, gotta get away, gotta get away now go, go, go
    I'm gonna leave you woman
    Gonna leave you woman
    Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye
    You're no good for me
    I'm no good for you
    Gonna look you right in the eye
    Tell you what I'm gonna do
    You know I'm gonna leave
    You know I'm gonna go
    You know I'm gonna leave
    You know I'm gonna go-o, woman
    I'm gonna leave you woman
    Goodbye American Woman
    Goodbye American chick



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Move On (Terry Sullivan)
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    Move On
    Composer(s): Betty Thatcher
    Performer(s): Terry Sullivan



    As the night begins to fade
    And time turns the page
    Now I'm alive for another day
    We're alive for another day

    Do you wonder what could be?
    Do you dream to be the wise
    Can we fix the mess that we've made
    And fix the mess we've made

    And to stand the test of time
    But never get to rewind
    You turn in face to give
    But first you've got to give

    To move on
    (never get, never get to rewind)

    From the eyes of a child
    From that simple smiling face
    ???
    But nothing else has changed

    And to stand the test of time
    But never get to rewind
    You turn in face to give
    But first you got to give

    To move on
    (never get to rewind)
    On and on and on
    (never get, never get to rewind)

    To move on
    ???
    Move on
    Move on

    To stand the test of time
    But never get to rewind
    To turn in face to give
    But first you got to give

    To move on
    On and on and on

    To move on
    On and on and on
    On and on and on
    (never get to rewind)

    To move on (moving on)
    On and on and on
    (moving on)

    To move on
    On and on and on
    (never get to rewind)

    To Move on
    On and on and on

    To move on
    On and on and on ...



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    14-01-2000
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    American Tune
    ((Italian Version: Canzone Italiana (by Bruno Lauzi) - 1973))
    Composer(s): Paul Simon
    First release by: Paul Simon - 1973
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Many's the time I've been mistaken
    And many times confused
    Yes, and often felt forsaken
    And certainly misused

    Ah, but I'm all right, I'm all right
    I'm just weary to my bones
    Still you don't expect to be
    Bright and bon vivant
    So far away from home
    So far away from home

    And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
    I don't have a friend who feels at ease
    I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
    or driven to its knees

    But it's all right, it's all right
    For we lived so well so long
    Still when I think of the road we're traveling on
    I wonder what's gone wrong
    I can't help it, I wonder what's gone wrong

    And I dreamed I was dying
    And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
    And looking back down at me
    Smiled reassuringly

    And I dreamed I was flying
    High up above my eyes could clearly see
    The Statue of Liberty
    Sailing away to sea
    And I dreamed I was flying

    For we come on the ship they call the Mayflower
    Come on the ship that sailed the moon
    We come in the age's most uncertain hours
    and sing an American tune

    Ah and it's all right
    it's all right, it's all right
    You can't be forever blessed
    Still tomorrow's going to be another working day
    And I'm trying to get some rest
    That's all, I'm trying to get some rest



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    Wringle Wrangle
    Performer(s): Fess Parker



    (Whip sound) Get up there, H'ya (whip sound)
    Oooh Oooh

    Oh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip)
    Mighty fine horse
    I'm in love of course
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip)
    Spurs on my boots
    And I don't give a hoot
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    With a dollar's worth of beans,
    And a new pair of jeans
    Got a woman to cook and wash...and things

    Oh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip)
    If I die
    I ain't-a gonna cry
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Wringle wrangle
    Yes, I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Wringle wrangle
    Wringle
    Jingy jong jangle

    Oooh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle,whip)
    Mighty fine horse
    I'm in love of course
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Oh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip) Get on there
    Spurs on my boots
    And I don't give a hoot
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Got a dollar's worth of beans,
    And a new pair of jeans
    Got a woman to cook and wash...and things

    Oh wringle wrangle
    Jingy jong jangle (whistle, whip)
    If I die
    I ain't-a gonna cry
    'Cause I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Yes, I got me a pretty woman's love

    Wringle wrangle
    Wringle wrangle (whistle, whip)
    Get up there, H'ya (whip)



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    13-01-2000
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    American Pie ((aka The Saga Begins (by "Weird Al" Yankovic) - 1999))
    Composer(s): Don McLean
    First release by: Don McLean - 1971
    Covered by multiple other artists



    A long, long time ago
    I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
    And I knew if I had my chance
    That I could make those people dance
    And maybe they'd be happy for a while.

    But February made me shiver
    With every paper I'd deliver
    Bad news on the doorstep
    I couldn't take one more step

    I can't remember if I cried
    When I read about his widowed bride
    But something touched me deep inside
    The day the music died

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    Did you write the Book of Love
    And do you have faith in God above
    If the Bible tells you so
    Do you believe in rock 'n roll
    Can music save your mortal soul
    And can you teach me how to dance real slow

    Well, I know that you're in love with him
    'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
    You both kicked off your shoes
    Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

    I was a lonely teenage broncing buck
    With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
    But I knew I was out of luck
    The day the music died
    I started singing

    Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    Now for ten years we've been on our own
    And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
    But that's not how it used to be
    When the jester sang for the King and Queen
    In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
    And a voice that came from you and me

    Oh, and while the King was looking down
    The jester stole his thorny crown
    The courtroom was adjourned
    No verdict was returned
    And while Lennon read a book of Marx
    The quartet practised in the park
    And we sang dirges in the dark
    The day the music died
    We were singing

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
    The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter
    Eight miles high and falling fast
    It landed foul out on the grass
    The players tried for a forward pass
    With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

    Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
    While the Sergeants played a marching tune
    We all got up to dance
    Oh, but we never got the chance
    'Cause the players tried to take the field
    The marching band refused to yield
    Do you recall what was revealed
    The day the music died
    We started singing

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    Oh, and there we were all in one place
    A generation Lost in Space
    With no time left to start again
    So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
    Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
    'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend

    Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
    My hands were clenched in fists of rage
    No angel born in hell
    Could break that Satan's spell
    And as the flames climbed high into the night
    To light the sacrificial rite
    I saw Satan laughing with delight
    The day the music died
    He was singing

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    I met a girl who sang the blues
    And I asked her for some happy news
    But she just smiled and turned away
    I went down to the sacred store
    Where I'd heard the music years before
    But the man there said the music wouldn't play

    And in the streets the children screamed
    The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
    But not a word was spoken
    The church bells all were broken
    And the three men I admire most
    The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
    They caught the last train for the coast
    The day the music died
    And they were singing

    So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die
    This'll be the day that I die

    They were singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee
    But the levee was dry
    Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
    Singing this'll be the day that I die



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Wrecking Ball
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    Wrecking Ball
    Composer(s): Neil Young
    Originally performed by: Neil Young
    Covered by: Emmylou Harris



    My life's an open book, you read it on the radio
    We've got no where to hide, we got no where to go
    But' if you still decide you want to take a ride

    Meet me at the Wrecking ball
    Wrecking Ball, I'll wear something pretty and white
    And we'll go dancing tonight
    Meet me at the Wrecking Ball
    Wrecking Ball, I'll wear something pretty and white
    And we'll go dacing tonight

    I see smokey eyes right across the bar
    I've seen that look before shining from star to star
    Though I can't take that chance
    If you've got time for one dance

    The restless line of cars goes stretching down the road
    But I won't telephone çause you might say hello
    What is it makes me feel this way
    What is it makes me want to say



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    12-01-2000
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    The Saga Begins
    ((Adapted from: American Pie (by Don McLean) - 1971))
    Composer(s): Don McLean - "Weird Al" Yankovic
    Performer(s): "Weird Al" Yankovic - 1999



    A long long time ago
    in a galaxy far away
    Naboo was under an attack
    And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn
    Could talk the Federation into
    Maybe cutting them a little slack
    But their response, it didn't thrill us
    They locked the doors and tried to kill us
    We escaped from that gas
    Then met Jar Jar and Boss Nass
    We took a bongo from the scene
    And we went to Theed to see the queen
    We all wound up on Tatooine
    That's where we found this boy...

    Oh my my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

    Did you know this junkyard slave
    Isn't even old enough to shave
    But he can use the Force they say
    Ahh, do you see him hitting on the queen
    Though he's just nine and she's fourteen
    Yeah, he's probably gonna marry her someday
    Well, I know he built C-3PO
    And I've heard how fast his pod can go
    And we were broke, it's true
    So we made a wager or two
    He was a prepubescent flyin' ace
    And the minute Jabba started off that race
    Well, I know who would win first place
    Oh yes, it was our boy

    We started singin'... My my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

    Now we finally got to Coruscant
    The Jedi Council we knew would want
    To see how good the boy could be
    So we took him there and we told the tale
    How his midi-chlorians were off the scale
    And he might fulfill that prophecy
    Oh, the Council was impressed, of course
    Could he bring balance to the Force?
    They interviewed the kid
    Oh, training they forbid
    Because Yoda sensed in him much fear
    And Qui-Gon said, "Now listen here
    Just stick it in your pointy ear
    I still will teach this boy"

    He was singin'... My my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"

    We caught a ride back to Naboo
    'Cause Queen Amidala wanted to
    I frankly would've liked to stay
    We all fought in that epic war
    And it wasn't long at all before
    Little Hotshot flew his plane and saved the day
    And in the end some Gungans died
    Some ships blew up and some pilots fried
    A lot of folks were croakin'
    The battle droids were broken
    And the Jedi I admire most
    Met up with Darth Maul and now he's toast
    Well, I'm still here and he's a ghost
    I guess I'll train this boy

    And I was singin'... My my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
    We were singin'... My my, this here Anakin guy
    May be Vader someday later - now he's just a small fry
    And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye
    Sayin' "Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Wreck Of The Hesperus (Procol Harum)
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    Wreck Of The Hesperus
    Composer(s): Matthew Fisher; Keith Reid
    Performer(s): Procol Harum; John Tabacco



    We'll hoist a hand
    becalmed upon a troubled sea
    'Make haste to your funeral
    ' cries the Valkyrie
    We'll hoist a hand or drown
    amidst this stormy sea
    'Here lies a coffin,' cries the cemetery
    it calls to me
    And all for nothing quite in vain
    was hope forever tossed
    No thoughts explained, no moments gained
    all hope forever lost
    One moment's space
    one moment's final fall from grace
    Burnt by fire, blind in sight, lost in ire

    We'll hoist a hand
    becalmed upon a troubled sea
    I fear a mighty wave is threatening me
    We'll hoist a hand, or drown
    amidst this stormy sea
    'Come follow after,' cry the humble
    'You will surely see ...'
    But still for nothing quite in vain
    was hope forever tossed
    No moments gained, no thoughts explained
    all hope forever lost
    One moment's space
    one moment's final fall from grace
    Burnt by fire, blind in sight, lost in ire



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    11-01-2000
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    American Music
    Composer(s): Dave Alvin - Parker McGee
    Performer(s): The Pointer Sisters
    and multiple other artists



    Well the rock still rolls
    The beat goes on
    After all of this time
    The faces change but the song's the same
    So roll over Mister Dylan for the next in line

    They want American music
    For drivin' with the radio
    She said I know that I would be alright
    If I could just make somebody my baby tonight
    American music
    For dancin' with the stereo
    Oh do what you like
    Feel what you feel
    The music is right
    Well it almost feels real American
    From the purple peaks to the city streets
    People searching for the rock and roll scene
    The power of the pounding beat
    The magic in the dream

    They want American music
    For trav'lin' with the radio
    She said I know that I would be alright
    If I could just make somebody my baby tonight
    American music
    For dancin' with the stereo
    Oh do what you like
    Feel what you feel
    The music is right
    Well it almost feels real American

    Just when you think that you've heard enough
    Well somebody say turn it up
    Turn it up, turn it up



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    Wreck Of The Hesperus
    Composer(s): George Harrison
    Performer(s): George Harrison



    I'm not the wreck of the Hesperus
    feel more like the Wall of China
    getting old as Methuselah, feel tall as the Eiffel Tower
    I'm not a power or attorney but I can rock as good as Gibraltar
    Ain't no more no spring chicken, been plucked but I'm still kicking
    But it's alright, it's alright

    Poison penmen sneak, have no nerve to speak, make up lies then they leak ‘em out
    Behind a pseudonym, the rottenness in them, reaching out trying to touch me

    Met some Oscars and Tonys, I slipped on a pavement oyster
    met a snake climbing ladders, got out of the line of fire
    But it's alright, it's alright

    Brainless writers gossip nonsenses to others heads dense as they is
    It's the same old malady, what they see is faulty

    I'm not the wreck of the Hesperus, feel more like Big Bill Broonzy
    Getting old as my mother, but I tell you I got some company
    But it's alright, it's alright
    But it's alright, it's alright…



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    10-01-2000
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    American Hearts
    Composer(s): Dominic Bugatti - Frank Musker
    Performer(s): Air Supply; Billy Ocean



    They were married in September back in 1969
    They travelled, these two Indians
    To find some peace of mind
    They stood for love and freedom
    They were children of their time oh oh

    They lived in a world that was cold and uncaring
    They swore they would change it
    with loving and shareing
    They'll never live like their parents have done
    Their innocence shone like the sun

    American hearts, so filled with emotion
    American hearts, so easily broken

    Now they've got a family and a cottage in the hills
    He's always working late to pay the mortgage and the bills
    And she has trouble sleeping
    So the doctor gives her pills oh oh

    Who are these strangers who used to be lovers
    Now they've got nothing to say to each other
    Too far apart to discuss their mistakes
    They filed for divorce and it breaks their

    American hearts, so fiIled with emotion
    American hearts, so easily broken

    Ah - American hearts
    Ah - American hearts, American hearts

    Now that it's over they'll each go on living
    Never forgetting but somehow forgiving
    They'll care for their children protect them with pride
    And that's how their dream will survive in

    American hearts, so filled with emotion
    American hearts, so easily broken

    American hearts, so filled with emotion
    American hearts, so easily broken



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    Wreck Of The Carlos Rey
    Composer(s): D. Hidalgo; L. Pérez
    Performer(s): Los Lobos; The Sidekicks



    Fifteen travelin' to work the fields
    Toil in factories and sweat those deals
    Set out to sail from Santa Rosalie
    I left you a note tacked to a tree

    I'm yours carino
    I'll return one day
    Now I'm leavin' on the Carlos Rey

    Four cruel days under stormy skies
    Not much bread to keep us alive
    The wind kicked up and the rain come down
    And then we all heard a terrible sound

    I'm yours carino
    Nothin' more to say
    I'm lost in the wreck of the Carlos Rey

    Struggled against the poor weather tie
    Fetched my bag with your picture inside
    But my heart did break as it slipped away
    Disappearin' into the gray

    I'm yours carino
    I'm gone to stay
    Down in the wreck of the Carlos Rey

    In the dark and cold I let you go
    With the hard cold work that I took on
    I sleep in a bed of salt and sand
    And I dream sweet dreams of takin' your hand

    I'm yours carino
    I'm gone away
    Down in the wreck of the Carlos Rey



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