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  • 31-07-1983
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Invitation (The MGM Studio Orch.)
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    Invitation
    Composer(s): Bronislaw Kaper; Paul Francis Webster
    First release by: The MGM Studio Orch. - 1952
    Covered by multiple other artists



    You and your smile hold a strange invitation
    Somehow it seems
    We've shed our dream but we're
    Time after time in a room full of strangers
    Out of the blue, suddenly you were there

    Wherever I go you're the glow of temptation,
    Glancing my way in the grey of the dawn
    And always your smile holds that strange invitation
    Then you are gone
    Where oh where have you gone

    How long must I live in a world of illusion
    Be where you are so near yet so far, apart
    Hoping you'll say with a sweet invitation
    Where have you been, darling come in
    Into my heart



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York, New York (Grandmaster Flash)

    New York, New York
    Composer(s): E. Fletcher;
    Melvin Glover; Reggie Griffin; Sylvia Robinson
    Performer(s): Grandmaster Flash



    Ah New York New York big city of dreams
    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law and I know my way around, too much
    Ah too many people, too much -- a ha hah
    Too much, too many people, too much, rrrrrrrah!

    A castle in the sky, one mile high
    Built to shelter the rich and greedy
    Rows of eyes, disguised as windows
    Lookin DOWN on the poor and the needy
    Miles of people, marchin up the avenue
    Doin what they gotta do, just to get by
    I'm livin in the land of plenty and many
    But I'm damn sure poor and I don't know why

    Too much, ah too many people, too much
    Too much, too many people, too much!

    A man's on a ledge, says he's gonna jump
    People gather round, said, "He won't he's just a chump"
    Cause he lost his job, then he got robbed
    His mortgage is due and his marriage is through
    He says he ain't gonna pay no child support
    Because the bitch left him without a second thought
    He got nothin to eat, no shoes on his feet
    She even left his clothes, out in the street
    He keeps hearin noises when he's at home
    He always hears voices when he's all alone
    His wife took the kids, the car and the crib
    In this man's world, so much for women's lib

    New York New York big city of dreams
    But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law, and I know my way around

    Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
    but you can't tell the women from the men sometimes
    They're sugar and spice and everything nice
    But when you get em home ain't no tellin what you find
    Right next door is a little old man
    I seen him eatin dog food out of a can
    He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat
    I barely can stand, on my own two feet"
    I got a bad habit and I just can't break it
    Somethin's on my mind and I just can't shake it
    I need some time, and I want some space
    I gotta get away from the human race

    Too much, ah too many people, too much... a-ha hah
    Too much, ah too many people, too much! Rrrrrrrah!

    Stand at a skyscraper reachin into heaven
    When over in the ghetto I'm livin in hell
    Just play ball or be an entertainer
    cause niggaz like me can't read too well
    Nobody loves me, nobody cares
    I dreamed about a life but I'm livin in a nightmare
    Paranoid schitzo, set back, snowbound
    Bad news psycho, heart attack, breakdown!

    Hee, huh (16X) HUH!

    If only I could sleep just ten more minutes
    I might find the strength to make another day
    If I didn't have to get up, and do my thing
    I would probably sleep my whole life away
    I messed up a nice dream, somethin bout ice cream
    Whipped cream fruits and a cherry on top
    Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh
    The pressure is on it ain't never gonna stop
    I sho' gotta learn to use my mind
    I don't wanna be kissin nobody's behind
    Just standin on line lookin like a jerk
    Gotta get off my butt and do a full day's work
    I ran into a pothole, got into a car crash
    Shoulda been thinkin and tried to fake whiplash
    A crowd gathered round, they're callin me fat
    Who you lookin at wit a face like that?

    New York New York big city of dreams
    Everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law and I know my way around

    On 42nd Street, lookin for some action
    Women standin on the corner sellin satisfaction
    One young punk just leanin on the fence
    Tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
    Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster
    Real big wheel when a gun is in his hands
    Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
    One dead punk, killed by the man

    New York New York big city of dreams
    And everything in New York ain't always what it seem
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law and I know my way around
    Too much, too many people, too much... ah ha hah hah
    Too much, too many people, too much! HUAHH!

    A baby cries and a mother dies
    And the tears fall from the doctor's eyes because
    in this room, on this day
    The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh
    The gift of life really means a lot
    And in the ghetto your life is all you got
    So you take to the streets, tryin to exist
    in the trash and slime of a world like this
    What you watch, on TV
    a tells you what life is supposed to be
    But when you look outside the only thing you see
    Is the poverty stricken, reality, heh
    Abandoned places, angry faces
    Much hate and hunger through-out the races
    You say, "I'm grown and I'm on my own
    So why don't everybody just leave me alone!"
    Now you stay at home, talkin on the phone
    Doin ninety miles an hour in the fifty mile zone
    They never took the time to tell you bout sex
    So you had to learn about it in the discotheques
    Nine months later, the baby is there
    and the nigga that did it said, "I don't care!"
    You don't have enough money to help feed two
    So you have to choose between the baby and you
    The sky was cryin, rain and hail
    When you put yo' baby in the garbage pail
    Then you kissed the kid and put down the lid
    And you tried to forget what you just did, huh
    The muffled screams of a dyin baby
    was enough to drive the young mother crazy
    so she ran in the rain tryin to ease the pain
    Huh huh, and she drove herself insane

    New York New York big city of dreams
    But everything in New York ain't always what it seem
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law and I know my way around

    Ah too much, too many people, too much... ah ha hah hah
    Too much, too many people, too much! HUHHH!

    So what's happenin man? What's happenin?
    Man you should see these bad girls out here workin the corner
    Loose joints, loose joints!
    A hah hah hah
    Aiyyo baby won't you come here man gimme a little somethin
    Let's try to get the money man
    Aiyyo aiyyo y'all know this dude look he comin right here let's rob him man
    Ohh yeah yeah
    Nah nah leave him alone
    Hey slick, you know your way to Sugarhill Records?
    Ay man that's in Jersey nigga! C'mere c'mere man whassup wit you?
    (conversation disolves into a fight)

    New York New York big city of dreams
    But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law and I know my way around
    Too much, too many people, too much... ha hah hah hah
    Too much, too many people, too much




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    30-07-1983
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Invitation (Maurice White)
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    Invitation
    Composer(s): Martin Page; Maurice White; Peter Wolf
    Performer(s): Maurice White



    Invitation to love again
    Welcome to my heart
    Step into my love again

    Are you ready to love again?
    Welcome to my heart
    Step into my love again

    I daydream about
    The first time
    That I fell in love

    I lived on a street
    Called cloud nine
    Among the stars above

    And even though you let me go
    I never understood the game
    For all this time I've cared for you
    And still I have a burning flame

    Invitation
    Welcome to my heart again
    Are you ready?
    Step into my love again

    I used to watch sunshine
    On your lovely face
    Our love was filled with
    Emotion of a heated rage

    But now that I have come of age
    I recognize your quality
    And now I feel deep down inside
    That you are the one for me

    Invitation
    Why can't we be more than friends?
    Are you ready?
    Dance into my love again

    Invitation
    Come on let the magic in
    I know you're ready
    This is where our love begins

    Invitation

    Now is time
    Falling in love again
    Open up, let the magic in

    You're my touch
    Let's play the game again
    Here's my heart and
    I will always be baby

    Love will always be baby

    Invitation
    Come on let the magic in
    I know you're ready
    Step into my love again



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York State Of Mind
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    New York State Of Mind
    Composer(s): Billy Joel
    Performer(s): Billy Joel;
    and various other artists



    Some folks like to get away, take a holiday from the neighborhood
    Hop a flight to Miami Beach or Hollywood
    I'm taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River line
    I'm in a New York state of mind

    I seen all the movie stars in their fancy cars and their limousines
    Been high in the Rockies under the evergreens
    But I know what I'M needing and I don't want to waste more time
    I'm in a New York state of mind

    It was so easy living day by day
    Out of touch with the rhythm and the blues
    But now I need a little give and take
    The New York Times, the Daily News...

    It comes down to reality-and it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide
    Don't care if it's Chinatown or Riverside
    I don't have any reasons, I've left them all behind
    I'm in a New York state of mind

    It was so easy living day by day
    Out of touch with the rhythm and the blues
    But now I need a little give and take
    The New York Times, the Daily News...

    I'm just taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River line
    'Cause I'm in a New York state of mind




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    29-07-1983
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    Invisible Touch
    Composer(s): Tony Banks; Phil Collins; Mike Rutherford
    Performer(s): Genesis



    Well I've been waiting, waiting here so long
    But thinking nothing, nothing could go wrong, ooh now I know
    She has a built in ability
    To take everything she sees
    And now it seems I'm falling, falling for her

    She seems to have an invisible touch yeah
    She reaches in, and grabs right hold of your heart
    She seems to have an invisible touch yeah
    It takes control and slowly tears you apart

    Well I don't really know her, I only know her name
    But she crawls under your skin, you're never quite the same, and now I know
    She's got something you just can't trust
    It's something mysterious
    And now it seems I'm falling, falling for her

    She seems to have an invisible touch yeah
    She reaches in, and grabs right hold of your heart
    She seems to have an invisible touch yeah
    It takes control and slowly tears you apart

    She don't like losing, to her it's still a game
    And though she will mess up your life
    You'll want her just the same, and now I know
    She has a built in ability
    To take everything she sees
    And now it seems I've fallen, fallen for her

    She seems to have an invisible touch yeah
    She reaches in, and grabs right hold of your heart
    She seems to have an invisible touch yeah
    It takes control and slowly tears you apart

    She seems to have an invisible touch...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York Minute
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    New York Minute
    Composer(s): Don Henley; Danny Kortchmar; Jai Winding
    Performer(s): The Eagles;
    and various other artists



    Harry got up
    Dressed all in black
    Went down to the station
    And he never came back
    They found his clothing
    Scattered somewhere down the track
    And he won't be down on Wall Street
    in the morning

    He had a home
    The love of a girl
    But men get lost sometimes
    As years unfold
    One day he crossed some line
    And he was too much in this world
    But I guess it doesn't matter anymore

    In a New York Minute
    Everything can change
    In a New York Minute
    Things can get pretty strange
    In a New York Minute
    Everything can change
    In a New York Minute

    Lying here in the darkness
    I hear the sirens wail
    Somebody going to emergency
    Somebody's going to jail
    If you find somebody to love in this world
    You better hand on tooth and nail
    The wolf is always at the door

    In a New York Minute
    Everything can change
    In a New York Minute
    Things can get a little strange
    In a New York Minute
    Everything can change
    In a New York Minute

    And in these days
    When darkness falls early
    And people rush home
    To the ones they love
    You better take a fool's advice
    And tak care of your own
    One day they're here
    Next day they're gone

    I pulled my coat around my shoulders
    And took a walk down through the park
    The leaves were falling around me
    The groaning city in the gathering dark
    On some solitary rock
    A desperate lover left his mark
    "Baby, I've changed
    Please come back"

    What the head makes cloudy
    The heart makes very clear
    The days were so much brighter
    In the time when she was here
    But I know there's somebody somewhere
    Make these dark clouds disappear
    Until that day, I have to believe
    I believe, I believe

    In a New York Minute
    Everything can change
    In a New York Minute
    You can get out of the rain
    In a New York Minute
    Everything can change
    In a New York Minute




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    28-07-1983
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    Invisible Tears
    Composer(s): Sue Miller; Ned Miller
    Performer(s): Ray Conniff
    and multiple other artists



    Invisible tears in my eyes
    Incredible pain in my heart
    Indestructable memories
    Are passing in review
    Impossible though things may get
    Improbable I will forget
    Indelible memories
    Of sweet loveable you (ou-ou)

    You're back agai-ain (ooh-ooh-ooh)
    So I'll let you in (ooh-ooh-ooh)
    Although I'm only stealing
    Pictures from the past
    Those arms are not real (ooh-ooh-ooh)
    But somehow I feel (ooh-ooh-ooh)
    If I'd just close my eyes
    Then maybe it will last

    Invisible tears in my eyes
    Incredible pain in my heart
    Indestructable memories
    Are passing in review
    Impossible though things may get
    Improbable I will forget
    Indelible memories
    Of sweet loveable you
    Indelible memories



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York Mining Disaster 1941
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    New York Mining Disaster 1941
    Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Maurice Gibb; Robin Gibb
    Performer(s): The Bee Gees;




    In the event of something happening to me
    there is something I would like you all to see
    It's just a photograph of someone that I knew

    Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
    Do you know what it's like on the outside?
    Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones

    I keep straining my ears to hear a sound
    Maybe someone is digging underground
    or have they given up and all gone home to bed
    thinking those who once existed must be dead

    Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
    Do you know what it's like on the outside?
    Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones

    In the event of something happening to me
    there is something I would like you all to see
    It's just a photograph of someone that I knew

    Hvae you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
    Do you know what it's like on the outside?
    Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones




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    27-07-1983
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Invisible
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    Invisible
    (A John y Paul)
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Si yo tuviera
    el aro de Giges
    y le pidiera
    desaparecer
    sólo lo haría
    para camuflarme
    de algunos espías
    que no quiero ver
    Nunca sería
    para sorprenderte
    bebiendo de otras ambrosías
    me excita más la alevosía
    brutal de no verte
    cuándo no eres mía...
    Ay, si pudiera ser
    si pudiera ser...
    invisible
    invisible amor
    Si me tomara
    la mezcla de Griffin
    y me esfumara
    para no volver
    sólo lo haría
    para liberarme
    de mi biografía
    sin dejar de ser
    E intentaría
    que mi transparencia
    fundiese
    con su anatomía
    y ya entrados en herejías
    tu concupiscencia
    me reencarnaría...
    Ay, si pudiera ser...
    Si fuera el gato
    burlón de Cheshire
    haría un trato
    con mi creador
    no sonreiría
    jamás si consigue
    que Alicia sonría
    entre tanto horror
    Entregaría
    al rey mi cabeza
    incluso mi cuerpo invisible
    si a cambio no fuera posible
    jamás tu tristeza
    tu melancolía
    Ay, si pudiera ser...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York Juillet
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    New York Juillet
    Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
    Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



    New York Juillet, chaleur épaisse
    Sueur, poussière et paresse
    Odeur de brûlé et de graisse
    Couleur, néon fluor
    Trois heures AM, deux blocs à l'est
    Sax ténor, sur une fenêtre
    Le son est noir et bleu comme la nuit
    Musique en rouge et or
    New York Juillet dans tes narines
    Silence glacé? Cocaïne
    Chambre inconnue, miroirs, caresses
    Odeurs, poppers and sex

    New York Juillet, mes mains qui glissent
    Tequila fraîche, sur tes cuisses
    Trois mots tapés sur la machine
    Tee-shirt trempé gazoline
    Adolescentes, en roller skates
    Funky music, à fond la caisse
    Training moulant, longues chaussettes
    Ambiance dorée, paillettes
    Paupières bleues des filles pâles
    CB GB dans un râle
    Harley surchauffée, shadows
    Blousons de cuir poussière

    New York Juillet, brûlés d'Afrique
    Jusqu'à la 125e street
    Range ses bijoux et puis s'endort
    Cinq heures tout près du port
    Un taxi jaune, la fumée bleue
    Sax ténor, bien vitreux

    La Liberté saigne en vitrine
    Statue, couronne d'épines

    La Liberté saigne en vitrine
    Statue, couronne d'épines

    New York Juillet...
    New York Juillet...




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    26-07-1983
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    Invincible
    Composer(s): Holly Knight; Simon Climie
    Performer(s): Pat Benatar



    This bloody road remains a mystery
    This sudden darkness fills the air
    What are we waiting for?
    Won't anybody help us?
    What are we waiting for?

    We can't afford to be innocent
    Stand up and face the enemy
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible

    This shattered dream you cannot justify
    We're gonna scream until we're satisified
    What are we running for?
    We've got the right to be angry
    What are we running for?
    When there's no where we can run to anymore

    We can't afford to be innocent
    Stand up and face the enemy
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible
    And with the power of conviction
    There is no sacrifice
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible

    Won't anybody help us?
    What are we running for?
    When there's no where, no where we can run to anymore

    We can't afford to be innocent
    Stand up and face the enemy
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible
    And with the power of conviction
    There is no sacrifice
    It's a do or die situation
    We will be Invincible



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York Groove
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    New York Groove
    Composer(s): Russ Ballard
    Performer(s): Kiss;
    and various other artists



    It's been a year since I was here
    On the street I'm just passing my time away
    To the left and to the right a town of stone grows to the sky
    And it's out of sight in a fading light here I am again in the city
    With a fist full of dollars and baby you gotta believe

    I'm back
    back in the New York groove
    I'm back
    back in the New York groove
    I'm back in the New York groove. in the New York groove.

    In the back of a Cadillac with a lady by my side
    Tell you where I'll be stop at third and forty tree
    Dance into the night
    it's gonna be ectasy
    This day was made for me

    I feel so good tonight who cares about tomorrow.

    I'm back
    back in the New York groove ...




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    25-07-1983
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    Inverno '60
    Performer(s): Francesco Guccini



    Le nove di sera, domenica sera d'inverno
    fa freddo, c'è nebbia
    in fondo alla strada s'è accesa l'insegna
    "Blue Garden: si balla"
    Qualcuno ha già aperto le grandi vetrate d'ingresso
    canterà Baby Silver
    qualcuno giù in sala accenna sul piano un motivo di blues...

    Si veste un cameriere, è domenica sera
    si annoda un orchestrale la cravatta in seta nera
    e indossa il capo orchestra la giacca in lamè blu...

    Nel bar di luci e specchi col ghiaccio dentro ai secchi
    c' è un giovane invecchiato che non sorride più....

    Le dieci di sera, domenica sera d'inverno
    che gocciola fumo
    ma dentro alla sala il caldo dimentica
    il resto del mondo...
    L'orchestra ha finito un brano dal ritmo latino
    " Cuban cha-cha-cha"
    singhiozza il clarino seguendo il ricamo di note in "Stardust"...

    Bisogna divertirsi, è domenica sera
    c'è da dimenticare la noia pesa e nera
    c'è da dimenticare la favole che fu...

    Potere dire "vivo! " sull'onda d'un motivo
    stringendosi una donna che non si vedrà più...

    E' l'una passata, domenica sera d'inverno
    ormai lunedì
    persone che sciamano macchiano il buio di risa
    e rimpianti
    l'insegna violenta i visi che mordono freddo
    di atroce blu-neon
    poi a un tratto si spegne e non resta che il suono dell'oscurità...

    C'è da ricominciare un'altra settimana
    strascinando nei giorni l'attesa quotidiana
    scordando e stemperando la tua precarietà...

    La notte sale adagio, la strada è di un randagio
    che annusa i suoi fantasmi e abbaia alla città...



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    New York City Serenade
    Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
    Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen; Pete Yorn



    Billy he's down by the railroad tracks
    Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac
    Diamond Jackie, she's so intact
    As she falls so softly beneath him
    Jackie's heels are stacked
    Billy's got cleats on his boots
    Together they're gonna boogaloo down
    Broadway and come back home with the loot
    It's midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute
    It's a mad dog's promenade
    So walk tall or baby don't walk at all
    Fish lady, oh fish lady
    She baits them tenement walls
    She won't take corner boys
    They ain't got no money
    And they're so easy
    I said "Hey, baby
    Won't you take my hand
    Walk with me down Broadway
    Well mama take my arm and move with me down Broadway"
    I'm a young man, I talk it real loud
    Yeah babe I walk it real proud for you
    Ah so shake it away
    So shake away your street life
    Shake away your city life
    Hook up to the train
    And hook up to the night train
    Hook it up
    Hook up to the train
    But I know that she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
    Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
    Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
    Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
    She's afraid them tracks are gonna slow her down
    And when she turns this boy'll be gone
    So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on, walk on

    Hey vibes man, hey jazz man, play me your serenade
    Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave
    Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the blues boy
    Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the darlin' yearlin' sharp boy
    Straight for the church note ringin', vibes man sting a trash can
    Listen to your junk man
    Listen to your junk man
    Listen to your junk man
    He's singin', he's singin', he's singin'
    All dressed up in satin, walkin' past the alley
    He's singin', singin', singin', singin'




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    24-07-1983
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    Inventi
    Composer(s): Renato Zero; Filistrucchi; Conrado
    Performer(s): Renato Zero



    Inventi le mie forme, lo stile
    è quello tuo...pose per ore
    davanti a te, mi dipingi di sole
    anche se non c'è: a un tratto
    trovo me!
    Inventi quei colori
    le ombre su di me
    Poi, chiudo
    gli occhi sul nome mio, quel che
    inventi lo sogni, son sempre io
    mi sento dentro te!
    Poi, mi scopro
    lì a volare il cielo su di me, mentre
    la mia mano cerca te
    Arrossisci
    un po', ma non vuoi più mandarmi
    via. ...
    Inventi la poesia!
    Inventi quella luce ma sono
    gli occhi miei!
    Mentre ti guardo
    io non so più dove finisco io e
    cominci tu, il sogno, la realtà
    Ogni volta io rinasco nei pensieri
    tuoi, colorato e folle più che mai
    Arrossisci un po', ma non vuoi più
    mandarmi via
    Inventi la poesia!
    Inventi la poesia!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York City Rhythm
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    New York City Rhythm
    Composer(s): Marty Panzer; Barry Manilow
    Performer(s): Barry Manilow



    (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo)

    When my heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
    By the love I wish I had
    Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
    And things don't seem so bad

    You know the movement seems to soothe me
    And the tempo takes control
    And I lose my blues
    When the New York City rhythm fills my soul
    It's the New York City rhythm running though life (city rhythm)
    The pounding beat of the city streets that keeps my dreams alive

    I'm lost (I'm lost), I'm found (I'm found)
    I'm up (I'm up), I'm down, (I'm down) but somehow I survive
    It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
    Oh, it's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life, in my life

    (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo)

    When I'm out (city rhythm) for love or sin (oo)
    Oh, it's good to be in town
    In the funky (city rhythm) dives on the old west side (oo)
    There's always something going down
    Yes, I live my life with strangers
    And the danger's always there
    But when I hit Broadway and it's time to play
    You know that I don't care

    It's the New York City rhythm running through my life (city rhythm)
    The pounding beat of the city streets that keeps my dreams alive
    I'm lost (I'm lost), I'm found (I'm found)
    I'm up (I'm up), I'm down, (I'm down) but somehow I survive
    It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
    Oh, it's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life, in my life

    (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm)

    (Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York,
    Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York,
    Nueva York, Nueva York Ooh!)

    (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo)




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    23-07-1983
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    Inventaire 71
    Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Michel Delpech; Roland Vincent
    Performer(s): Michel Delpech



    Un mini-short, une Nana kitsch
    Un débardeur, et un Sapritch
    Une Mamy Blue, des Sexy-shops un p'tit peu partout
    Un carré bleu sur les pare-brises
    Un Sapporo, des vieux Baltard
    Un Jésus-Christ en superstar
    Un faux Chaban, un vrai Luron
    Gérard Nicoud au violon
    Et Giscard à l'accordéon
    Et toujours, le même président...

    Il y a eu tout ça
    Et puis malgré tout ça
    Quand je t'ai rencontré
    Il y a eu autre chose
    Et tu as peint pour moi
    Cette année toute en rose
    Oui toi, oui toi

    Des Bidasses en folie, une guerre au Bengale
    Un abbé défroqué pour une Love Story
    Une voiture sur la lune, un dollar pour une thune
    Une crise de la presse
    Un JJSS
    Une French Connection
    Un Pompidou-Nixon
    Un Maumau qui s'en va, un Charlot qui revient
    Un Persépolis, un putsch marocain
    Une grève de la police, un Ping-Pong à Pékin
    Et toujours, le même président...

    Il y a eu tout ça
    Et puis malgré tout ça
    Quand je t'ai rencontré
    Il y a eu autre chose
    Et tu as peint pour moi
    Cette année toute en rose
    Oui toi, oui toi
    Mon p'tit raton-laveur



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York City Blues (The Yardbirds)
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    New York City Blues
    Composer(s): Keith Relf; Chris Dreja
    Performer(s): The Yardbirds;
    and various other artists



    If you've ever been to New York City
    You know what I'm talking about
    Yes you do
    Well, if you've ever been to New York City
    You know what I'm talking about
    They got such pretty little girls in that big town
    Make a man wanna jump around and shout

    I met a little girl there
    She was about five foot eight
    I said "I want you to love me"
    She said "Why man, that'd be great"
    So
    I got long hair but
    She took me back
    Back to see her pad
    But the first thing I saw when I arrived there
    Was a big black shiny shotgun
    In the hands of her dad

    Alright now, this is how it was
    Oh no!

    Well alright!

    I finally learned my lesson
    Such a long time ago
    Next little woman that I date
    I've got to know, I've got to know her family too
    Yes indeed, I gotta know her family too
    But if you don't want to be filled full of shotgun holes
    Mister, this song is just for you




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    22-07-1983
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    Invaders
    Composer(s): Steve Harris
    First release by: Iron Maiden - 1982



    Longboats have been sighted the evidence of war has begun
    Many Nordic fighting men their swords and shields all gleam in the sun
    Call to arms defend yourselves get ready to stand and fight for your lives
    Judgement day has come around so be prepared don't run stand your ground
    They're coming in from the sea
    they've come the enemy
    beneath the blazing sun
    the battle has to be won
    Invaders ... Pillaging
    Invaders ... Looting
    Set ablaze the campfires alert the other men from inland
    Warning must be given there's not enough men here for a stand
    The Vikings are too many much too powerful to take on our own
    We must have reinforcements we cannot fight this battle alone
    They're coming over the hill
    they've come to attack
    they're coming in for the kill
    there's no turning back
    Invaders ... Fighting
    Invaders ... Marauding
    Axes grind and maces clash as wounded fighters fall to the ground
    Severed limbs and fatal woundings bloody corpses lay all around
    The smell of death and burning flesh the battle weary fight to the end
    The Saxons have been overpowered victims of the mighty Norsemen
    You'd better scatter and run
    the battle's lost and not won
    you'd better get away to fight another day
    Invaders ... Raping
    Invaders ... Plundering



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.New York City Blues (Neil Sedaka)
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    New York City Blues
    Composer(s): Phil Cody; Neil Sedaka
    Performer(s): Neil Sedaka



    Life and death in an alleyway
    Just a heartbeat away from a man
    Who's learned to turn his head away
    From the pain that drains the land

    Harlem's not too far from here
    You can smell the garbage, feel the fear
    I hear they're gonna build a skyscraper there
    As if we didn't need the extra air

    (Chorus)
    New York City blues
    In order to win, you gotta lose
    Old before your time
    The dirt and the grime
    Get into everything
    And the papers love to say
    It's the meanest town in the USA
    But I think it's okay
    It's the town I've made my home

    On another side of Park Avenue
    Respectable folks don't know
    Hungry eyes take in the view
    Of the world that lays them low
    Too many years on a welfare line
    The old song and dance, time after time
    You can only get so pushed around
    Until you wanna tear the damn thing down

    (Repeat chorus twice)




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