Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Never Alone Composer(s): 3J's First performance: 3J's - 2011
Awake your heart You fear it but well make a start Seems like the wind just blows your way with clouds full of rain And you hide... because the world ain't right Know that your cold and hurting soul is never alone
Don't waste your time Just lift your mind Imagination comes alive Now you know that I'll be by your side
Feel the risin' hope and the sky will open Take my hand don't stall have faith Though the road is long, There are golden gardens at the sweet end of your trail
Lay down now, I'll ease your heart, erase your frown To light up the darkness in your dreams I will be here And well find the freedom you left behind Capture the sun, the source, it shone You were never alone
Don't waste your time Just lift your mind Imagination comes alive Now you know that I'll be by your side
Feel the risin' hope and the sky will open Take my hand don't stall have faith Though the road is long, There are golden gardens at the sweet end of your trail
Cherié Donne-Moi Du Chili Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Oh chérie fais-moi du chili Oui fais le fort, oui, comme je l'aime Oh chérie fais-moi du chili Et je t'en prie mets-moi le feu
Les larmes aux yeux L'estomac bleu Regarde j'ai les chaussures qui fument Je ne crains plus les rhume J'chauffe le bitume
Tu allumes cet incendie Juste avant de m'embrasser Et tant pis si le feu grandi Au soleil de ton baiser Moi j'aime assez
Oh chérie fais-moi du chili Oh mets le couvert de l'enfer Oh chérie fais-moi du chili Envoie la flèche allume la mèche
Ce genre de tic, moi ça m'excite T'as mes papilles sous tes talons Fais pas le coup du piment poivron J'suis ton dragon
Ouuuuuuh! Au secours ça brûle Oui tout mon corps J' crois qu' t' as fais fort Mon amour fais le dix-huit Ouais, tout de suite Si je ne réponds pas éteint moi
Oh chérie fais-moi du chili Oui fais le fort, oui, comme j'adore Oh chérie fais-moi du chili Et je t'en prie mets-moi le feu
Les larmes aux yeux L'estomac bleu Regarde j'ai les chaussures qui fument Je ne crains plus les rhume J'chauffe le bitume
Rak Off Normie Composer(s): Bob Hudson Performer(s): Maureen Elkner
I was minding me business down in the street There was a nice Hells Angle I was hoping to meet I was standing on the footpath having a nice dream And he was in the Parathonon buying an ice cream Along came a lair in a hot FJ He leaned out the window and he said Guday He said my names Normie, do you want a ride And then me Hells Angle hero came out from inside He said, Rak off Normie, you and your mates I know what your after, but Ill put you straight Ill smash your back window with a great lump of rock So Rak off now before I do me Block So Rak off now before I do me Block
And they did
Well that was the last we saw of Norm and the gang They shot off up the road with a clatter and bang And I said to myself as I walked back inside These local blokes here have sure got a hide The Hells angel an I got married immediately Me dad and six brothers arranged it exceedingly Now hes on the run, and Im on the deserted wifes pension I wish Id paid Normie a bit more attention
Instead of saying
Rak off Normie, you and your mates I know what your after but Ill put you straight Ill smash your back window with a great lump of rock I wish I hadnt of told him to p-push off I wish I hadnt of told him to .. Rak off Normie, you and your mates That Old Hells Angel didnt have what it takes If Id only listened when you said Guday Wed be happy in the back of your hot FJ Happy in the back of your hot FJ Awww Normie, You could have had me if you played your cards right
The Secret Is Love Composer(s): Thomas Rabitsch - Nadine Beiler First performance by: Nadine Beiler - 2011
When I close my eyes I fall into a dream Can't you see this world, all people live in peace The sun is shining in my heart, rainbows in the sky Spread your wings and fly fly fly high
We all are dreamers on our way In a world where we're not meant to stay Together we can make it all The secret is in you It's love
When I smile inside my heart, I feel so free All the fears and doubts, they turn into believe I feel alright, we'll make it right now, if we trust, trust, trust in love
We all are dreamers on our way In a world where we are not meant to stay Together we can make it all The secret is love I'm reaching out my hand to you Soldiers let the light shine through So we can realize the wonder of life
Trust, love, life, trust, love, life, So what more do we need, so what more will it take to see life, just open your eyes!
We all are dreamers on our way In a world where we are not meant to stay We won't meant to stay Together we can make it all The secret is love I'm reaching out my hand to you - soldiers! - Soldiers let the light shine through So we can realize the wonder of life
Trust, love, life Spread your wings and fly Trust, love, life
Chéri Composer(s): Philippe-Gérard Norge Performer(s): Jeanne Moreau
T'en a de la veine d'avoir de la peine, Henri Moi mon cur est sec comme un coup de bec, chéri
Pas de larme à l'il, ni fête, ni deuil, ni joie Un mauvais moral, c'est lorsque j'ai mal au foie Je me bats les flancs pour faire semblant de vivre Et le sentiment, ça me fiche autant qu'un livre Oui, je roucoule si tu prends ta poule, mon coq C'est en me for'ant, car mon plaisir sent le top
T'en a de la veine d'avoir de la peine, Henri Moi mon cur est sec comme un coup de bec, chéri
Quand je serai morte, il faut qu'on le sorte un peu, mon cur On verra ce bel opéra tout creux Ce cur fatigué, tu crois que c'est gai, tu crois De n'avoir dedans du froid, du vent, du froid
T'en a de la veine d'avoir de la peine, Henri Moi mon cur est sec comme un coup de bec, chéri
Raised On Robbery Composer(s): Joni Mitchell Performer(s): Joni Mitchell; Jim Stringer
He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel He was drinking for diversion He was thinking for himself A little money riding on the Maple Leafs Along comes a lady in lacy sleeves She says... "Let me sit down You know, drinkin' alone's a shame It's a shame, it's a crying shame Look at those jokers Glued to that damn hockey game Hey honey-you've got lots of cash Bring us round a bottle And we'll have some laughs Gin's what I'm drinking I was raised on robbery
I'm a pretty good cook I'm sitting on my groceries Come up to my kitchen I'll show you my best recipe I try and I try but I can't save a cent I'm up after midnight, cooking Trying to make my rent I'm rough but I'm pleasin' I was raised on robbery
We had a little money once They were pushing through a four Iane highway Government gave us three thousand dollars You should have seen it fly away First he bought a '57 Biscayne He put it in the ditch He drunk up all the rest That son of a bitch His blood's bad whiskey I was raised on robbery
You know you ain't bad looking I like the way you hold your drinks Come home with me honey I ain't asking for no full length mink Hey, where you going... Don't go yet... Your glass ain't empty and we just met You're mean when your loaded I was raised on robbery"
Love In Rewind Composer(s): Dino Merlin First performance by: Dino Merlin - 2011
One to a hundred multiplied by you It all looks great, it all looks cool Healthy children go to school My daughters in love, my son loves, too Oh, on the surface, oh in the distance Its all the same Oh, in the darkness, oh don't you notice What a different game If you take this life from me today Tear it up and bury me away You'll just find two, three songs of mine Hundred worries of mine Your love, your love in rewind You'll just find two, three songs of mine Hundred worries of mine And all your (Sito) One to a hundred multiplied by two It's less about me, it's less about you We keep on running from certainty But don't know where to run from reality If you take this life from me today Tear it up and bury me away You'll just find two, three songs of mine Hundred worries of mine Your love, your love in rewind You'll just find two, three songs of mine Hundred worries of mine And all your love in rewind Kad se moj ivot malo prosije Pa na vrhu ostane najkrupnije
Cherchez La Femme
((Adapted from: Whispering (Paul Whiteman & His Orch.) - 1920))
Composer(s): Vincent Rose - John Schoenberger - Richard Coburn - Stony Browder Jr. - August Darnell
Performer(s): Dr. Buzzard's Original Savannah Band - 1976
Tommy Mottola lives on the road He lost his lady two months ago Maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't Oh, wonder, nooo He sleeps in the back of his grey Cadillac, oh my honey Blowing his mind on cheap grass and wine Oh ain't it crazy baby, hey Guess you could say hey, hey This man has learned his lesson, oh hey Now he's alone He's got no woman and no home For misery, oh, oh Cherchez la femme
Miggie, Miggie Bonija's very upset She's sick and tired of living in debt Tired of roaches and tired of rats, I know she is oooh So her noble man says "Baby I understand, oh my honey" Now he's working two jobs at Eighth Avenue bars Oh ain't crazy baby Now she complains That her man is never present, no She goes next door, I know that she's just playing the whore Hey for misery my friend, hey Cherchez la femme
They'll tell you a lie with a colgate smile, hey baby Love you one second and hate you the next one Oh ain't it crazy, yeah All I can say, ay, hey, of one thing I am certain, ooh, ooh They're all the same, all the sluts and the saints For misery my friend Cherchez la femme
Hey now, Cherchez la femme (ooh) Oh babe, Cherchez la femme (ooh) Yeah, Cherchez la femme (ooh) Oooh that's amora, Cherchez Oooh that's amora, Cherchez Amora amora be mine, be mine Devine! (Oooh that's amora, Cherchez) Cherchez la femme (Se si bon, Se si bon, Se si bon) Cherchez la femme, rumba (Se si bon, Se si bon, Se si bon) Cherchez la femme, rumba
Running Scared Composer(s): Stefan Örn - Sandra Bjurman - Lain Farquharson First performance by: Ell & Nikki - 2011
Come to me, come to me tonight Oh god I need you, anyway... baby I just wanna be, be around you all the time Oh god I need you... oh...
I'm running I'm scared tonight I'm running I'm scared of life I'm running I'm scared of breathing Coz I adore you I'm running I'm scared tonight I'm running I'm scared of breathing Coz I adore you
Come to me, come to me a bit more Oh god I need you, there's nothing left for me to say So rest on me darling, stay forever more Oh god I need you, I need you
I'm running I'm scared tonight I'm running I'm scared of life I'm running I'm scared of breathing Coz I adore you I'm running I'm scared tonight I'm running I'm scared of breathing Coz I adore you
Oh, what I wouldn't give away To be you're shelter and keep you safe oh oh...
I'm running I'm scared tonight I'm running I'm scared of life I'm running I'm scared of breathing Coz I adore you I'm running I'm scared tonight I'm running I'm scared of breathing Coz I adore you
Chercher Les Anges Composer(s): Jacques Veneruso Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
J'ai attendu le monde Mais le monde est grand En milliers de secondes J'ai subi le temps Comme une pierre usée Qui roule
J'ai attendu l'été Mais l'été m'oublie Mes mots se sont glacés Et je vois la pluie Comme un flot de larmes Qui coule
Chercher les anges - Plus loin Retrouver mes rêves - Perdus Sur mon chemin - Chercher
J'ai attendu le feu Entre toi et moi Mais la vie, la vie fait ce qu'elle veut La vie ne nous voit pas Et l'alcool du temps Nous saoule
Où s'en vont mes rêves C'est pour eux que je vis C'est pour eux que je crève Chercher les anges Chercher les anges Pour que je me relève Pour retrouver mes rêves Cherches les anges Plus loin Retrouver mes rêves perdus Sur mon chemin Chercher les anges
Rainy Night In Georgia Composer(s): Tony Joe White Performer(s): Brook Benton; and various other artists
Hoverin' by my suitcase
tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night Heavy rain fallin', seems I hear your voice callin' "It's all right" A rainy night in Georgia, a rainy night in Georgia It seems like it's rainin' all over the world I feel like it's rainin' all over the world
Neon signs a-flashin', taxi cabs and buses passin' through the night A distant moanin' of a train seems to play a sad refrain to the night A rainy night in Georgia, such a rainy night in Georgia Lord, I believe it's rainin' all over the world I feel like it's rainin' all over the world
How many times I wondered It still comes out the same No matter how you look at it or think of it It's life and you just got to play the game
I find me a place in a box car, so I take my guitar to pass some time Late at night when it's hard to rest I hold your picture to my chest and I feel fine (minor scat) But it's a rainy night in Georgia, baby, it's a rainy night in Georgia I feel it's rainin' all over the world, kinda lonely now And it's rainin' all over the world
Oh, have you ever been lonely, people? And you feel that it was rainin' all over this man's world You're talking 'bout rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin' rainin', rainin', rainin'
Cest Ma Vie Composer(s): Paulius Zdanavicius - Andrius Kairys First performance by: Evelina Saenko - 2011
Gray here is the sorrow but just look straight for tomorrow when sun will shine in your face don't close your eyes. Those who went through desert passed never ending forever they know my dreams will come true as I sing to you C'est ma vie Je dis oui No more rain around, I know I have found Everlasting Love for life, love of mine, love that shines
Time will give the answers for all your great tribulations soon we'll be playing in the sun and feel like one
C'est ma vie Je dis oui No more rain around, i know i have found Everlasting Love for life, love of mine, love that shines
C'est ma vie Je dis oui No more rain around, I know I have found Everlasting Love for life, love of mine, love that shines
Keops Pyramid Composer(s): Mikael Wiehe Performer(s): Mikael Wiehe
"Jag är en av dem som slavar på kung Keops pyramid det är vi som jobbar nere invid foten och vi sliter och vi svettas för att inte tappa tid det är synd om dem som inte fyller kvoten
Har man en gång kommit hit, blir man aldrig mera fri om man slutar här, så slutar man i gropen men om kungen sägs att han är son av solen
Bakom femton dubbla reglar bakom femton dubbla lås håller rikedomen hov i maktens salar Här finns ingenting som hotar, här finns ingenting som står Här är tankarna och rummen lika svala
Och om någon måste dö eller några ska ha spö finns det andra som kan verkställa besluten hit hörs aldrig ångestropen eller tjuten
Det verkar som om det i varje tid och i alla sorters folk finns några som vill skapa pyramider Där dem själva sitter överst och har makten i sin hand medans dem som lever nedanför de lider
om dem där uppe i det blå inte längre vill förstå utan föraktar alla de som ger dem mat ska pyramiderna tillsist bli deras grav"
Rainy Days And Mondays Composer(s): Paul Williams; Roger Nichols Performer(s): The Carpenters; and various other artists
Talkin' to myself and feelin' old Sometimes I'd like to quit Nothing ever seems to fit Hangin' around Nothing to do but frown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.
What I've got they used to call the blues Nothin' is really wrong Feelin' like I don't belong Walkin' around Some kind of lonely clown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.
Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you Nice to know somebody loves me Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do Run and find the one who loves me.
What I feel has come and gone before No need to talk it out We know what it's all about Hangin' around Nothing to do but frown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down
Chelsea Morning
Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
First release by: Dave Van Ronk and The Hudson Dusters - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I heard Was a song outside my window, and the traffic wrote the words It came a-reeling up like Christmas bells, and rapping up like pipes and drums
Oh, won't you stay We'll put on the day And we'll wear it 'till the night comes
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I saw Was the sun through yellow curtains, and a rainbow on the wall Blue, red, green and gold to welcome you, crimson crystal beads to beckon
Oh, won't you stay We'll put on the day There's a sun show every second
Now the curtain opens on a portrait of today And the streets are paved with passersby And pigeons fly And papers lie Waiting to blow away
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I knew There was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges, too And the sun poured in like butterscotch and stuck to all my senses Oh, won't you stay We'll put on the day And we'll talk in present tenses
When the curtain closes and the rainbow runs away I will bring you incense owls by night By candlelight By jewel-light If only you will stay Pretty baby, won't you Wake up, it's a Chelsea morning
Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 Composer(s): Bob Dylan First release by: Bob Dylan - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1975 - Dagar I Ösregn (Marie Bergman) 1995 - Tout L'mond'un Jour S'est Planté (Hugues Aufray) 1999 - Femei Pentru Zile Ploioase (Alexandru Andries)
Well, they'll stone ya when you're trying to be so good They'll stone ya just a-like they said they would They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to go home Then they'll stone ya when you're there all alone But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned
Well, they'll stone ya when you're walkin' 'long the street They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to keep your seat They'll stone ya when you're walkin' on the floor They'll stone ya when you're walkin' to the door But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned
They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table They'll stone ya when you are young and able They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to make a buck They'll stone ya and then they'll say, "good luck" Tell ya what, I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned
Well, they'll stone you and say that it's the end Then they'll stone you and then they'll come back again They'll stone you when you're riding in your car They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar Yes, but I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned
Well, they'll stone you when you walk all alone They'll stone you when you are walking home They'll stone you and then say you are brave They'll stone you when you are set down in your grave But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned
What About My Dreams
Composer(s): Viktor Rakonczai - Gergó Rácz - Péter Geszti - Johnny K. Palmer
First performance by: Kati Wolf - 2011
I always stood behind you always close
stood by your side no matter what the cost
and I always was there for you when you called
should I live all my life for only your cause
What about my life
What about my dreams
What about how I feel
What about my needs
I can't hold back, I can't go back, I must be free
What about how I feel
What about my life
I can't / hold back / no more?
Tíz lépés, száz lépés távolság kell
Nem számít merre, csak el toled el
Mit mondhatnál, mit mondhatnék, elkoptunk rég
Szemeinkbol nézd, hova tunt a fény...
What about my life
What about my dreams
What about how I feel
What about my needs
I can't hold back, I can't go back, I must be free
What about how I feel
What about my life
I / can't hold back / (gonna live my dreams)
I / won't go back / (oh, my dreams)
I need to be / (gonna live my life)
All I can be
I / can't hold back / (I can't go back)
I / won't go back / (I must be free)
I need to be /
All I can be
What about my dreams
Chelsea Monday
Composer(s): Derek William Dick - Mark Kelly - Mick Pointer - Steve Rothery - Pete Trewavas
Performer(s): Marillion
Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress Hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town Awaiting the prince in his white capri Dynamic young tarzan courts the bedsit queen
She's playing the actress in this bedroom scene She's learning her lines from glossy magazines Stringing all her pearls from her childhood dreams Auditioning for the leading role on the silver screen
Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child One day they really love you, you'll charm them with that smile But for now it's just another chelsea monday Chelsea monday
Tju In the city of dreamers... Drifting with her incense in the labyrinth of london Playing games with faces in the neon wonderland Perform to scattered shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles Would she dare recite soliloquies at the risk of stark applause To chelsea monday
She'll pray for endless sundays as she enters saffron sunsets Conjure phantom lovers from the tattered shreds of dawn Fulfilled and yet forgotten the st. tropez mirage Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered tuberose Of chelsea monday Sweet chelsea monday
Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child One day they really love you, you'll charm them with that smile But for now it's just another chelsea monday Sweet chelsea monday
Voice: hello john, did you see the standard about four hours ago? Fished a young chick out of the old father Blond hair, blue eyes She said she wanted to be an actress or something Nobody knows where she came from, where she was going Funny thing was she had a smile on her face She was smiling What a waste!
Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress Buried in her cellophane world in glitter town Of chelsea monday Chelsea monday She was only dreaming
