The Kids Are Alright
((Finnish Version: Sexi On In (Clifters) - 1989))
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release by: The Who - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl
That's fine, I know them all pretty well
But I know sometimes I must get out in the light
Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright
The kids are alright

Sometimes, I feel I got to get away
Bells chime, I know I got to get away
And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind
Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright
The kids are alright

I know if I go things would be a lot better for her
I had things planned, but her folks wouldn't let her

I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl
That's fine, I know them all pretty well
But I know sometimes I must get out in the light
Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright
The kids are alright

Sometimes, I feel I got to get away
Bells chime, I know I got to get away
And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind
Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright
The kids are alright

Champs Du Possible
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



Devant nous l'an 2000, quelques heures nous séparent
Quel ordre se profile, quel rapport de pouvoir?
Devant nous l'an 2000 
Qui aurait pu prévoir
Qu'il ne restait qu'un fil accroché à l'histoire?

Les champs magnétiques de ma déraison
Les voix qui me dictent les cris d'alarme
Les mots d'amour
Qui me hantent, qui m'entourent, qui me hantent
Qui m'entourent

Devant nous l'an 2000 et le monde en furie
Le grand ordre mondial et les nations unies
Pas de contre-pouvoir aux dollars qui défilent
Et puis dans les couloirs les banquiers qui se faufilent
Derrière nous 2000 ans et des années lumières
Quelques tyrans sanglants, quelque beaux militaires

Les champs magnétiques de ma déraison
Les voix qui me dictent les cris d'alarme
Les mots d'amour
Qui me hantent, qui m'entourent, qui me hantent
Qui m'entourent

Devant nous l'an 2000 et le champ du possible
Il faut revisiter en partant du sensible
Aux artistes il échoit des choses à inventer
Et prendre quelques rêves pour la réalité

Les champs magnétiques de ma déraison
Les voix qui me dictent les cris d'alarme
Les mots d'amour
Qui me hantent, qui m'entourent, qui me hantent
Qui m'entourent

Friends And Neighbors
Composer(s): Malcolm Lockyer; Marvin Scott
Performer(s): Sammy Kaye; Billy Cotton



When you've got friends and neighbors
All the world is a happier place
Friends and neighbors
Put a smile on the gloomiest face
Just take your little troubles and share `em
With the folks next door
Make's it twice as easy to bear `em
That's what friends are for
`Cos if you've friends and neighbors
That is something money won't buy
You can hold your head up high
Although you've not a penny
And your house may be tumbling down
With friends and neighbors
You're the richest man in town

`Cos if you've friends and neighbors
That is something money won't buy
You can hold your head up high
Although you've not a penny
And your house may be tumbling down
With friends and neighbors
You're the richest man in town

The Kid's A Punk
Composer(s): Bill Martin - Phil Coulter
Performer(s): Slik



Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...

Hey hey hear what they say 
He looks like James Dean
Hey hey their looking my way 
You know just what I mean

But I remember how they put me down
When I drifted into town (What'd they say)

He's a bum where'd he come from nobody knows
Yeah the kid's a punk
A no good who never could just look at his clothes
Yeah the kid's a punk

He's a hip shakin' heart breakin' hobo woh you know
The kid's a ptlnk-yeah the kid's a punk

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...

Hey hey now I'm doin' ok
I'm the guy they wanna meet
Hey hey I remember the day they would have run me off the stree

Every father told his daughter
They she outha pass me by (What'd they say)

He's a bum where'd he come from nobody knows...

Well
he looks like a loser and he's bound to be
You'd better take it from me

He's a hip shakin' heart breakin' hobo woh you know...

Champion The Wonder Horse
Composer(s): Marilyn Keith - Norman Luboff
Performer(s): Frankie Laine



Champion the wonder horse

Champion the wonder horse

Like a streak of lightnin' flashing 'cross the sky
Like the swiftest arrow whizzing from a bow
Like a mighty cannonball he seems to fly
You'll hear about him everywhere you go
The time will come when everyone will know
The name of.....
Champion the wonder horse

Champion the wonder horse

Friends And Lovers
Composer(s): Paul Gordon; Jay Gruska
Performer(s): Gloria Loring & Carl Anderson;
and various other artists



What would you say if I told you
I've always wanted to hold you?
I don't know what we're afraid of
Nothing would change if we made love

Chorus:
'Cause I'll be your friend
And I'll be your lover
Well, I know in our hearts we agree
We don't have to be one or the other

Yes, it's a chance that we're taking
And somebody's heart may be breaking
But we can't stop what's inside us
Our love for each other will guide us

Chorus

I've been through you
And you've been through me
Sometimes a friend is the hardest to see
We always know when it's laid on the line
Nobody else is as easy to find

So I'll be your friend
And I'll be your lover
Well, I know in our heart we agree
We don't have to be one or the other
Other

Sylvie
((Adapted from: Denise (Randy & The Rainbows) - 1963))
Composer(s): Neil Levenson - Claude Carrère - André Salvet
Performer(s): Frank Alamo - 1963



Ô Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou
Sylvie mon amour, la nuit et le jour
Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou
Sylvie, Sylvie, avec tes yeux si bleus
Sylvie, Sylvie, et de si longs cheveux
Sylvie, Sylvie, tu vas me rendre fou
Quand je te vois marcher auprès de moi
Et quand parfois, tu danses entre mes bras
Sylvie, Sylvie, oh de toi je suis fou

Dans mes rêves, je n'ai jamais, jamais vu de fille au regard si doux
Et depuis, mon coeur n'est plus tranquille
Car tu le vois, je suis parfois jaloux

Ô Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou
Sylvie mon amour, la nuit et le jour
Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou
Sylvie, Sylvie, avec des yeux si bleus
Sylvie, Sylvie, et de si longs cheveux
Sylvie, Sylvie, tu vas me rendre fou
Ô Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou
Sylvie mon amour, la nuit et le jour
Sylvie mon amour, de toi je suis fou

Champion At Keeping Them Rolling
Composer(s): Ewan MacColl
Performer(s): The Dubliners; Eric Andersen



I am an old-timer, I travel the road 
I sit in me wagon and lumber me load
Me hotel is the jungle, a camp me abode 
And I'm well known to Blondie and Mary
Me liquor is diesel oil laced with strong tea
And the old highway code was me first ABC
And I cut me eye teeth on an old AEC
And I'm champion at keeping them rolling

I've sat in the cabin and broiled in the sun
Been snowed up on scaffs on the Manchester run
I've crawled through the fog with me twenty-two ton
Of fish that was stinking like blazes
From London to Glasgow to the Newcastle quay
From Liverpool, Preston and Bristol City
The polons on the road give the thumb sign to me
But I'm champion at keeping them rolling

You may sing of your soldiers and sailors so bold
But there's many and many a hero untold
Who sits at the wheel in the heat and the cold
Day after day without sleeping
So watch out for cops and slow down at the bend
Check all your gauges and watch your big end
And zing with your lights when you pass an old friend
You'll be champion at keeping them rolling

So watch out for cops and slow down at the bend
Check all your gauges and watch your big end
And zing with your lights when you pass an old friend
You'll be champion at keeping them rolling

Friends
Composer(s): Danny Morrison; Johnny Slate
Performer(s): Razzy Bailey



You were always there to talk to
And I was always hanging around
You were always there to pick me up
After love let me down

I never would have made it without you
I almost waited too late to see
That all the time I was leaning on you
You were leaning on me

Friends, that's what we've been
Is friends, through thick and thin
We've been friends, and our love begins
And who makes better lovers than friends

Friends should always be something special
You never know where freindship will lead
You are sailing high on the sea of love
And forever we'll be
(And forever we'll be)

Friends, that's what we've been
Is friends, through thick and thin
We've been friends, and our love begins
And who makes better lovers than friends

Friends, that's what we've been
Is friends, through thick and thin
We've been friends, and our love begins
And who makes better lovers than friends

The Key
Composer(s): Chris de Burgh
Performer(s): Chris de Burgh



Each time that I hold you, your eyes fill with fear
You can't lose control now, the price is too dear
But love, I have heard you crying in the dark
And the tears on your pillow came bleeding, weeping from your heart

Oh sinner, you're losing all that you had
Your day is in peaces, your night has gone mad
And love cannot touch you, the search has no end
And the one you've forgotten was really your only friend...

Then your soul flies to Heaven
You reach out for me
But the door will not open
You've thrown away the key
No the door will not open
You've thrown away the key...

Oh stranger beware the life that you lead
Is filled with the warnings you can or will not read
Your castle has fallen, it lies in the sand
I heard your voice calling, I thought I felt the brush of your hand...

Oh gambler remember the love that you lend
Will never come back for the game has no ending
The smiler is calling, you turn for the deal
And the aces keep falling with every spin of the wheel

Then you gather your winnings
You're ready to leave
But the door will not open
You've thrown away the key
Oh there's no point in staying
So don't wait to see
For the door will not open
You've thrown away the key...

Champagne
Composer(s): Depsa - Mimmo Di Francia - Sergio Iodice
First release by: Peppino Di Capri - 1973



Champagne per brindare a un incontro
con te che già eri di un altro
ricordi c´era stato un invito
stasera si va tutti a casa mia

Così cominciava la festa
e già ti girava la testa
per me non contavano gli altri
seguivo con lo sguardo solo te

Se vuoi ti accompagno se vuoi
la scusa più banale per rimanere soli io e te
e poi gettare via i perché amarti come sei
la prima volta l´ultima

Champagne per un dolce segreto
per noi un amore proibito
ormai resta solo un bicchiere
ed un ricordo da gettare via

Lo so mi guardate lo so
mi sembra una pazzia
brindare solo senza compagnia
ma io, io devo festeggiare
la fine di un amore
cameriere champagne....

Friends
Composer(s): Jon Mark
Performer(s): Mark-Almond



So good to watch my friends dreaming their lives away
So good to watch my friends dreaming all through the day
If I could take them with me, well, you know I would
If I could show them all the things that I've seen, I wish I could

So sad to watch my friends growing older
So sad to watch my friends growing colder
If I could give them all some sunshine you know I would
If I could take them all to Monterrey I wish I could

So sad to watch my friends as they watch me
So sad to hear them talking about the things that used to be
One day perhaps I will buy myself a big boat
And take all my friends away 
Maybe one day I will buy myself an island
And there with my friends you know I'll stay

So long, old buddies, I'm going away
So long, old buddies, I'm leaving today
But don't forget all the things that we will do
And I know you'll spare a thought

The Ketchup Song
Composer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors
Performer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors



There was a guy from PEI they used to call Potato
He met this young Leamington Ontario Tomato
But he had eyes for other girls & she was a little mushy
So they said well let's get wed there's no sense bein fussy

Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes

Well he went down to Windsor town to buy a ring on Monday
Saturday they said OK we'll cut the cake on Sunday
But Sunday came and what a shame - They had no one to fetch it
Without a cake they just sat and ate - Potato chips and ketchup

Bake sized french fries how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup 
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes

And so this guy from PEI they used to call Potato
Got two boys and a little girl-Two spuds & one Tomato
They romp and run around Leamington and boy when they get hungry
The bottle drips all over the chips way down in the ketchup country.
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes

But he had eyes for other girls and she was a little mushy
And so they said well let's get wed there's no sense being buzzy

Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes

So dress them up with Heinz ketchup
Ketchup loves potatos
Ketchup loves potatos

So he went down to Windsor town to buy a ring on Monday
Saturday they said o.k. we'll cut the cake on Sunday
But Sunday came & what a shame they had no one to fetch it
Without a cake they just sat & ate potato chips & ketchup

Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes

And so this guy from P.E.I. they used to call potato
He's got to boys & a little girl
Two spuds & one tomato
They romp & run around Leemington
And boy when they get hungry
The bottle drips all over the chips
Way down in ketchup country

Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes

Chameleon 
Composer(s): J.C. Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival



You took me runnin' up a wrong way street
When we got there, you said, "Can't you read?"
I must be blind, but now and then I see
Another number where mine used to be

You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon

I say what's up, and then you say it's down
I see triangles, and you say it's round, round, round
Saw an empty glass; you said it's full
Lord, it's so hot, then you come on cool, cool

You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon

You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon

You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon

You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon

Friends
Composer(s): Jimmy Page - Robert Plant
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1970



Bright light almost blinding
Black night still there shining
I can't stop, keep on climbing
Looking for what I knew-a

Had a friend, she once told me
You gotta love, you ain't lonely
Now she's gone and left me only
Looking for what I knew

Mmm, I'm telling you now
The greatest thing you ever can do now
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now
It's very easy just t'

Met a man on the roadside crying
Without a friend, there's no denying
You're incomplete, they'll be no finding
Looking for what you knew

So anytime somebody needs you
Don't let them down, although it grieves you
Some day you'll need someone like they do
Looking for what you knew

Mmm, I'm telling you now
The greatest thing you ever can do now
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now
It's very easy just'a...ohh, yeah

I'm telling you now
The greatest thing you ever can do now
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now
It's very easy
It's very easy
It's very easy
It's eas-easy, yeah, yeah

The Kerry Recruit
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Dubliners
and multiple other artists



One morning in March I was diggin' the land
With me brogues on me feet and me spade in me hand
And says I to myself, such a pity to see
Such a fine strappin' lad footin' turf round Tralee

Wid me toora na nye
And me toora na nye
Wid me toora na noo ra na
Noo ra na nya

So I buttered me brogues, shook hands with me spade
Then I went to the fair like a dashing young blade
When up comes a sergeant, he asks me to list
'Arra, sergeant a gra, stick the bob in me fist'

And the first thing they gave me it was a red coat
With a white strap of leather to tie round me throat
They gave me a quare thing; I asked what was that
And they told me it was a cockade for me hat

The next thing they gave me they called it a gun
With powder and shot and a place for me thumb
Well first it spat fire and then it spat smoke
Lord, she gave a great leap that me shoulder near broke

Well the first place they sent me was down by the quay
On board of a warship bound for the Crimea
Three sticks in the middle all rolled round with sheets
Faith, she walked on the water without any feet

When at Balaclava we landed quite soon
Both cold, wet and hungry we lay on the ground
Next morning for action the bugle did call
And we had a hot breakfast of powder and ball

Well we fought at the Alma, likewise Inkermann
And the Russians they whaled us at the Redan
In scaling the wall there myself lost me eye
And a big Russian bullet she ran away with me thigh

't Was there we lay bleeding
Stretched on the cold ground
Both heads, legs and arms were all scattered around
I thought of me mum and me cleavage were nigh
Sure they'd bury me decent and raise a loud cry

Well a doctor was called
And he soon stanched me blood
And he gave me a fine elegant leg made of wood
They gave me a medal and ten pence a day
Contented with Sheelagh, I'll live on half-pay

Chambres D'un Moment
Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



Sur de blancs canots
Suivant les canaux
Ombreux et tranquilles
Les touristes font
Les chemins profonds
Qui baguent la ville

Les bars qu'on entend
Les cafés-chantants
Les marins y règnent
Et la rue a des
Sourires fardés
Ses enseignes saignent

Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles

Traîne sur les quais
L'enfance manquée
Des gamins étranges
Qui parlent entre eux
Qui sait de quel jeu
Peu fait pour les anges

Et dans ce quartier
Où le monde entier
Cherche l'aventure
Celui qu'on y joue
Montre ses bijoux
À la devanture

Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles

Femmes-diamant
Qui patiemment
Attendent preneur
Pour la somme due
Qui débitent du
Rapide bonheur

Beaux monstres assis
Tout le jour ainsi
Près de leur fenêtre
Vivre ici les voue
Aux faux rendez-vous
D'où rien ne peut naître

Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles

La main le rideau
Le petit cadeau
Mets-toi là qu'on s'aime
Leurs habits ôtés
Ce que les beautés
Au fond sont les mêmes

Souvenirs brisés
Baisers ô baisers
Amours sans amour
Une fois de plus
A Honolulu
Comme à Singapour

Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles

Les matelas crient
La même tuerie
À d'autres oreilles
Et les matelots
Ont même sanglot
À moment pareil

Tous les hommes sont
La même chanson
Quand c'est à voix basse
Et leur coeur secret
Bat tant qu'on dirait
Qu'il manque de place

Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles

Friends
Composer(s): André Cymone; Jody Watley
Performer(s): Jody Watley



Have you ever been stabbed in the back
By someone you thought was really cool
Did they steal your heart or was it money
Or was it lies they told
Strangers just disguised as your friends
Never again 'cause now you know

That friends will let you down
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends

Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine
I'm talkin' 'bout your friends

Smiles they hide behind
Never know what's on their mind
Could be true deception
Jealousy and envy reign
They never want to see you get ahead
They just hold you back

Friends will let you down
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends, oh, oh

Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine
Im talkin' 'bout your friends

Friends are hard to find, so be careful
You could find an inch or mile if I pay you
But some ain't that bad, but one might back stab
To get the fake tips of what one might have
Bite the hand that feeds you, leave the people who need you
For those who hold you back and mislead you
To be a needle, dont get lead on unleaded
The wrong direction, a dead ends next then
Heed the detour, lifes like a seesaw
The ups and downs, and I'll bet there'll be more
Potholes and obstacles in our path, that's righteous
At times you need a hand to fight this
Way of life, straighten up, take the door to the placid
And dont you act two-faced
Cause jealousy and envy, and you still act friendly
You could find the end and pretend to be

Friends will let you down
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends, yeah

Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine
I'm talkin' 'bout your friends

Used to me kiss me, tell me you missed me
But now you try to glaze me, play me and diss me
Uh, wide awake, ready to break, so we argue
What happened to the kisses, and, 
Why, how are you's, yours and mine
I'm talkin' 'bout your friends

Friends will let you down
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends, yeah

Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine

The Jumpin' Jive ((aka (Hep! Hep!) The Jumpin' Jive))
Composer(s): Cab Calloway - Fred Froeba - Jack Palmer
First recording: Lionel Hampton & His Orch. - 1939
Covered by multiple other artists



Hep-hep!
De-boodle-de-ack, de-boodle-de-ackasaki!
Hep-hep!
Oh, rang-tang, te-dah-dah
Hep-hep!
Gonna tell you 'bout the jumpin' jive
Hep-hep!
Jim, jam, jump, the jumpin' jive
Hep-hep!
Cats gonna beat out this mellow jive
Hep-hep!
Beat it out on the mellow side
Boy?
Whatcha gonna say there, gate?
Oh, boy!
Whatcha gonna say there, gate?
Palomar, Shalomar, Swanee shore
Let me dig that jive once more
Boy!
Lay it right on down to the gator
Oh, boy!
Lay it flat as a gator
Now, can't you hear those hepcats call
Yeah!
Come on, boys, let's have a ball!
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Makes you dig your jive on the mellow side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jump is the solid jive
Makes you nine foot tall when you're four foot five
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Now, don't you be that ickeroo
Get hep, come on and follow through
Then you get your steady foo
You make the joint jump like the gators do
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jumpin' jive
Makes you hep-hep on the mellow side!
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Will make you dig your jive on the mellow side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jump, the solid jive
Makes you nine foot tall when you're four foot five
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Now, don't you be that ickeroo
Get hep, come on and follow through
Then you get your steady foo
You make the joint jump like the gators do
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jumpin' jive
Makes you hep-hep on the mellow side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Now, I've told you 'bout the jumpin' jive
The jim, jam, jump, the jumpin' jive
I know you dug this mellow jive
Oh, you dig it on the mellow side

Chains Of Love
Composer(s): Ahmet Ertegun - Harry Van Walls
First release by: Joe Turner and his Blues Kings - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists



Chains of love
Has tied my heart to you
Chains of love
Have made me feel so blue
Well, now I'm your prisoner
Tell me what you're gonna do

Are you gonna leave me
Are you gonna make me cry
Are you gonna love me
Are you gonna make me cry
These chains of blues gonna haunt me
Until the day I die

Well, if you're gonna leave me
Please won't you set me free
Well, if you're gonna leave me
Please won't you set me free
I can't stay here with these chains
Less'n you stay on here with me

Well, three 'o clock in the morning
Baby the moon is shining bright
Yeah, three 'o clock in the morning
The moon is shining bright
I'm just sitting here wondering