Vrijdag 14 april 1972
Going Down Slow
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Going Down Slow
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Donderdag 13 april 1972
Tarara Boom De Ay
Tarara Boom De Ay
Composer(s): Henry J. Sayers
Performer(s): Lottie Collins
A smart and stylish girl you see
Belle of good society
Not too strict, but rather free
Yet as right as right can be!
Never forward, never bold
Not too hot and not too cold
But the very thing, I'm told
That in your arms you'd like to hold!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
I'm not extravagantly shy
And when a nice young man is nigh
For his heart I have a try
And faint away with tearful cry!
When the good young man, in haste
Will support me round the waist
I don't come to, while thus embraced
Till of my lips he steals a taste!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
I'm a timid flow'r of innocence
Pa says that I have no sense
I'm one eternal big expense
But men say that I'm just immense!
Ere my verses I conclude
I'd like it known and understood
Tho' free as air, I'm never rude
I'm not too bad and not too good!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
You should see me out with Pa
Prim, and most particular
The young men say "Ah, there you are!"
And Pa says "That's peculiar!"
"It's like their cheek!" I say, and so
Off again with Pa I go
He's quite satisfied--although
When his back's turned--well, you know
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
When with swells I'm out to dine
All my hunger I resign
Taste the food, and sip the wine
No such daintiness as mine!
But when I am all alone
For shortcomings I atone!
No old frumps to stare like stone
Chops and chicken on my own!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Sometimes Pa, says, with a frown
"Soon, you'll have to settle down
Have to wear your wedding gown
Be the strictest wife in town!"
Well, it must come by-and-by
When wed, to keep quiet I'll try
But till then I shall not sigh
I shall still go in for my
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay!
Donderdag 13 april 1972
Murcia
Murcia
Composer(s): Agustín Lara
Performer(s): Plácido Domingo; Alejandro Algara;
Nestor Mesta Chayres; Javier Solís
Murcia es un rosal, es un cantar
rinconcito del que Dios no se olvidó
Y que tiene luz, y tiene sol
tiene espinitas de quejumbre para cada flor
Murcia es la rosa de España ay, ay, ay
Murcia es la rosa de grana, ay, ay, ay
Son las mujeres de Murcia floración
de rosas en botón que clavan sus espinas
porque tiene tu suelo más rosas que un mantón
es un puñado de flores bajo el sol
Y si tus besos son pétalos de púrpura
deshójalos, júntalos, dámelos todos a mí
Y si tus besos son pétalos de púrpura
deshójalos, júntalos, dámelos todos a mí
Donderdag 13 april 1972
Going Down
Going Down
Composer(s): Lou Reed
Performer(s): Lou Reed
When you're in a dream
and you think you've got your problems all nailed down
Pieces of the scheme
Seem to rattle up and to rattle down
And when you start to fall
And those footsteps they start to fade
Then you know you're going down
Yeah, you're falling all around
And you know you're going down
for the last time
When you're in the air
And you're thinking you'll drift off into the rest
Your friends politely advise
Hey look you're pushing too hard
And perhaps you need a rest
And when you start to fall
And all those footsteps they start to fade
Then you know you're going down
Yeah, you're crashing upside down
And you know you're going down
for the last time
Time's not what it seems
it just seems longer, when you're lonely in this world
Everything it seems
would be brighter if your nights were spent with some girl
Yeah, you're falling all around
Yeah, you're crashing upside down
Oh, oh, and you know you're going down
for the last time
Woensdag 12 april 1972
Tarantula
Tarantula
Composer(s): Willy Chirino - Angie Chirino
Performer(s): Raphael
Como Revista De Farandula
Me Fue Atrapando La Tarantula
Me Dio A Beber De Su Seno
Y Poco A Poco Solto El Veneno
En Una Guerra Psicologica
Me Envolvio, Me Envolvio
Con Su Mirada Tan Romantica
Me Ha Hipnotizado La Tarantula
Soy Preso De Sus Entrañas
Encadenado A Su Telaraña
Me Esta Matando La Tarantula
De Pasion, De Pasion
Vivo Encerrado En Su Prision
Se Ha Apoderado De Mi Corazon
Con Su Figura De Pelicula
Siempre Anda En Busca De Su Victima
Cuidado Si Te Descuidas
Es Dulce Y Rapida Su Mordida
Me Tiene Loco La Tarantula
Por Su Amor, Por Su Amor
Me Dio A Beber De Su Seno
Y Poco A Poco Solto El Veneno
En Una Guerra Psicologica
Me Envolvio, Me Envolvio
Woensdag 12 april 1972
Mungo's Blues
Mungo's Blues
Performer(s): Mungo Jerry
I've got that dustpneumony
pneumony in my lung
I've got that dustpneumony
pneumony in my lung
And I'm gonna sing this dustpneumonia song
I went to the doctor
and the doctor said
my son
Yes
I went to the doctor and the doctor said
my son
You got that dustpneumony and you ain't got long
not long
Now there ought to be some yodelling in this song
There ought to be some yodelling in this song
but I can't yodel for the rattling in my lung
My good girl sings the dustpneumonia blues
My good girl sings the dustpneumonia blues
She loves me 'cause she's got the dustpneumonia too
If it wasn't for choppin' my ax would turn to rust
If it wasn't for choppin' my ax would turn to rust
I can't find a woman in this black old texas dust
Down in Oklahoma the wind blows mighty strong
Down in Oklahoma the wind blows mighty strong
If you want to get in mama
just sing a california song
Down in Texas my gal fainted in the rain
Down in Texas my gal fainted in the rain
I throwed a bucket o'dirt in her face just to bring her back again
Woensdag 12 april 1972
Going Deaf For A Living
Going Deaf For A Living
Composer(s): John Watts
Performer(s): Fisher-Z
No one's going push me on much further
beyond where I want to go
My foolish error was to care too much
I've got to keep my head down
I've reached my limit and I'm way past, way past going back
So why don't you leave it out?
Going deaf for a living
Going deaf for a living
Going deaf for a living
Going deaf for a living
You don't know you're hurting me when all that I need is your help
You don't know how you make me cry or stop to ask the reason why
I'm much too proud to shave my heart around with the likes of you
when you stab me with your eyes
Much too proud to share my heart around with the likes of you
when you stab me with your eyes....
heart heart heart
My turned round
My turned round
My...
......going deaf for a living............going deaf for a living......
Dinsdag 11 april 1972
Taquicardia
Taquicardia
Performer(s): Fito Páez
No me digas nada
tengo taquicardia
antes de apagarme
tengo que explotar
Ya sabes te amo
pero estoy guardando
una dinamita
en mi corazón
Necesito declararme
en corto circuito
me pase la vida viendo
y viendo como hacen el mundo en vez de hacerlo yo
na na na na na ea
me pase la vida viendo
y viendo como hacen el mundo en vez de hacerlo yo
No me digas nada
tengo taquicardia
antes de apagarme
tengo que explotar
Dinsdag 11 april 1972
Muñequitos De Papel
Muñequitos De Papel
Composer(s): Pedro Aznar
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar
Muñequitos de papel, mazapán y cordel
Quien les puso el cascabel vino a ver, bailen bien
Testaferros del poder, sin querer
Cancerberos del querer sin poder
Muñequitos de papel sin laurel, sin laurel
En la fiesta de Babel nada es fiel, nadie es fiel
Quién se lleva este pastel y el mantel, y el mantel?
Qué ha quedado del país? Este gris
El color de subsistir no es vivir
Muñequitos de papel y oropel, y oropel
En un tren fuera de riel, barco sin timonel,
las promesas del ayer, leche y miel, leche y miel
Si la historia ha de atenuar su traición
cuántas vidas de pesar pesan hoy?
Muñequitos de papel sorda piel, sorda piel
Muñequitos de papel, mazapán y cordel
Cuando se largue a llover quién los va a guarecer?
Testaferros del poder, sin querer
Cancerberos del querer sin poder
Muñequitos de papel sin laurel, sin laurel
Dinsdag 11 april 1972
Going Back West
Going Back West
Composer(s): Jimmy Cliff
Performer(s): Jimmy Cliff; Boney M.
I was born and raised in the ghetto
Talk with me and you'll know
I wasn't satisfied, with living on the side
I started looking around, for a possibility
Listen to my story, of what became of me
I met a businessman
Who said he had some friends back east
So why don't you come along
Well we can help you at least
We'll make you into a big star
By playing your guitar
But the joke was on me
They left me flat to see
Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night
Going back west (going back west)
I think I'll do alright
Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night
Going back west (going back west)
I think I'll do alright
Struggling for recognition, identity and respect
I got a lot of promises
They told me not to fret
So we will stand by you
If the going gets rough
But when I started thinking
They didn't even bluff
'bout a year has come and gone
And left me standing here
Thinking how it could have been
For still I ain't nowhere
They surely took me for a ride
Trampled on my pride
But I hold my head up high
Got no more tears to cry
Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night
Going back west (going back west)
I think I'll do alright
Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night
Going back west (going back west)
I think I'll do alright
Going back west
Yes I know I'll make out alright
Going back west
Where my music's playing all night
Maandag 10 april 1972
Tapioca Tundra
Tapioca Tundra
Composer(s): Michael Nesmith
Performer(s): The Monkees; R. Stevie Moore
Reasoned verse, some prose or rhyme
Lose themselves in other times
And waiting hopes cast cast silent spells
That speak in clouded clues
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you
Careful plays on fields
That seems to vanish when they're in between
And softly as I walk away
In freshly tattered shoe
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you
Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you
Well, Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease
Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you
Maandag 10 april 1972
Muñequita Negra
Muñequita Negra
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez; Los Panchos
Muñequita negra duermete conmigo
duermete en mis brazos que tanto te quieren
porque son tu abrigo
muñequita negra del color del mio
vete acurrucando hasta que se vaya
de tu cuerpo el frío
cierra tus ojitos caya tu boquita
y acurricadita como ya te dije
duermete feliz olvida que el mundo
va a ser cruel contigo
y piensa que nunca nunca
en la vida tendras que sufrir
como un angelito sueña con las cosas
que a ti mas te gusten
como un angelito sueña con las cosas
bonitas de dios
mulequita negra duermete conmigo
duermete en mis brazo que tanto te quieren
porque son tu abrigo
muñequita negra del color del mio
vete acurrucando hasta que se vaya
de tu cuerpo el frío
muñequita negra, muñequita negra
Maandag 10 april 1972
Going Back To Georgia
Going Back To Georgia
Composer(s): Brian Claflin;
Adam Duritz; Nanci Griffith
Performer(s): Nanci Griffith; Bill & Bonnie Hearne
Oh the city snow makes your brown eyes shine
We've gotta look real hard to find a reason to cry
New York, New York is a friend of the traveling kind
And I'm coming around from years of hard times
He's chased me down through the towns and the miles
Once stilled by love he was bound to roll on by
Chorus
And if you feel my love won't leave you
And if your sorrow has been your share
If you are traveling back to Georgia
(oo ooo back to Georgia)
Won't you take me with you there
Well I'm long gone darlin', lonesome blue
I been thinking of leavin', I been thinkin' o you
But that big city singin' man, I like the way that it shines
I was half a mile from Canada waitin' on a train
Wonderin' and wishin' I could disappear again
I been killed by love still it takes me to the end of the line
Chorus:
And if you feel my love won't leave you
And if your sorrow has been your share
If you are traveling back to Georgia
(oo ooo back to Georgia)
Won't you take me with you there
Well, I been troubled by a love untrue
He's a fool who'll drown in his fountain of youth
I can see that now as I'm walkin' and talkin' with you
Well, I been blinded by the sun, washed in the rain
Scattered in America, I'm scatterin' again
But if you're goin' south darlin, I guess I'm travelin' with you
Chorus
Chorus
Take me with you ...
Oh .... won't you take me home
Zondag 9 april 1972
Tapestry
Tapestry
Composer(s): Carole King
First release by: Carole King - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue
an everlasting vision of the ever-changing view
A wonderous, woven magic in bits of blue and gold
a tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold
Once amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky
there came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by
He wore a torn and tattered cloth around his leathered hide
and a coat of many colors, yellow-green on either side
He moved with some uncertainty as if he didn't know
just what he was there for, or where he ought to go
Once he reached for something, golden hanging from a tree
and his hand came down empty...
Soon within my tapestry along the rugged road
he sat down on a river rock and turned into a toad
It seemed that he had fallen into someone's wicked spell
and I wept to see him suffer, though I didn't know him well
As I watched in sorrow, there suddenly appeared
a figure gray and ghostly beneath the flowing beard
in times of deepest darkness I've seen him dressed in black
now my tapestry's unraveling, he's come to take me back
He's come to take me back
Zondag 9 april 1972
Muñeca De Cera
Muñeca De Cera
(Adapted from: Poupée De Cire, Poupée De Son - 1965)
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Karina - 1965
Titles In Other Languages:
1965 - A Lonely Singing Doll
1965 - Boneca De Cera, Boneca De Pano
1965 - Lille Dukke
Soy tan sólo una muñeca que no sabe de amor
El corazón pongo en mi canción (poupée de cire, poupée de son)
Soy de seda, soy de trapo, pero no de salón
Mi vida es dulce como un bombón (poupée de cire, poupée de son)
En mis discos pueden ver mi corazón tal como es
Y mi voz se puede oír en todas partes a la vez
Todas las demás muñecas ríen alrededor
Eso es que bailan con mi canción (poupée de cire, poupée de son)
Esas mismas que se mueven por un sí, por un no
Esas que juegan con el amor (poupée de cire, poupée de son)
Lalalalala lalalala lalala lalalala
En mis discos pueden ver mi corazón tal como es
Y mi voz se puede oír en todas partes a la vez
Me pregunto cada instante por qué canto al amor
Si todavía mi corazón ninguna vez se enamoró
Soy tan sólo una muñeca que no sabe de amor
Con los cabellos igual que el sol (poupée de cire, poupée de son)
Pero algún día sabré de amor (poupée de cire, poupée de son)
Pero algún día sabré de amor (poupée de cire, poupée de son)
Zondag 9 april 1972
Going Back
Going Back
Composer(s): Barkam; Adams
Performer(s): Olivia Newton-John
I wanna go back to those sweet and simple days
Goin' back to that cheerful little place
Goin' back, back through time
Back through space, goin' back
Do you remember when we had such fun
Playing all those happy games in the sun
We didn't have too much to think about
All our problems had a way of working out
I wanna go back to those sweet and simple days
Goin' back to that cheerful little place
Goin' back, back through time
Back through space, goin' back
Skipping through the park and holding hands
We were building castles in the sand
Everything was rosy way back then
Oh, come on, let's make it happen again
I wanna go back to those sweet and simple days
Goin' back to that cheerful little place
Goin' back, back through time
Back through space, goin' back
Zaterdag 8 april 1972
Tap Turns On The Water
Tap Turns On The Water
Composer(s): J. Cameron - Alexis Korner
Performer(s): CCS
Peak through the bathroom door
Did you ever - did you ever
See a sister in the raw?
Did you ever - did you ever
Swear you could booze all night?
Did you ever - did you ever
Sweatin' hard and you turn in white?
Did you ever - did you ever
They're wrong so you're cutting out
Did you ever - did you ever
Back to the window and they were gone out
Yes you did - you only did
Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow
Everything's behind you, everything's become
Come and ride a river, come and find the sun
Now's the time to get up and do it
Don't blame it to the right
When there's so much to be done
Now's the time to forget that you flew it
Left time to do it right
'Cause the jubelee has come
Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow
Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow
Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow
Tap turns on the water, see the waters flow
Eight corn makes a forest, watch the forest grow...
Zaterdag 8 april 1972
Muñeca
Muñeca
Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo; K.C. Porter; M. Spiro
Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Eras la luz de mis ojos, mi muñeca de cristal
eras, mujer, como una flor, que no se deja cortar
Y ahora que vuelvo a encontrarte, tu mirada se endureció
y aquella piel que tanto amé, la droga te la quemó
Vives deprisa, muñeca, y así te vas a matar
eras la Reina de mi amor, y ahora, ¡qué pena me das!
Fuíste mi sueño imposible, lo que nunca logré tocar
y en cambio hoy, el cuerpo aquél, lo vendes para “volar”
Vives deprisa, muñeca, y así te vas a matar
eras la Reina de mi amor, y ahora, ¡qué pena me das!
Hubiera dado hasta mi vida ayer
por ser tu sombra o tu perro fiel
te quise amar, pero ya ves
la droga es tu “gran amor”
Vives deprisa, muñeca, y así te vas a matar
eras la Reina de mi amor, y ahora, ¡qué pena me das!
Zaterdag 8 april 1972
Goin' To The Bank
Goin' To The Bank
Composer(s): Franne Golde; Andy Goldmark; Dennis Lambert
Performer(s): The Commodores
She knows I want her
she knows I need her
she knows she got my love
But I'm apprehensive
she's so expensive
girl
just can't get enough
I'm the one who does 9 to 5
hustlin' for my bread
While she's decidin' what dress to buy
layin' around in my bed
Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank
She keeps me runnin' to the bank
she got me
got me
Drives my Mercedes
lunch with the ladies
she loves the finer things
What have I created
now I'm afraid to see what tomorrow brings
She don't know what it does to me trying to keep her in line
If love is iust a big charge account
why'd it have to be mine?
Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank
She keeps me runnin' to the bank
she got me
got me
Hello! - Oh hi
can I help you today?
Yeah
I'd like to make another withdrawal
Again? - Yeah
again
Well
as you know
by now there is a substantial penalty for early withdrawal
She knows I love her
knows how I need her
she knows I really care
I can't afford her
I should've taught her I ain't no billionaire
Gotta get her to understand soon the will be dry
If she don't love the simple things
maybe I'm the wrong guy
Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank
She keeps me runnin' to the bank
she got me
got me
She thinks she saves me money buyin' everything on sale
But she believes in quantity
now I'm afraid to open my mail
Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank
Now the girl's gotta look good for me
but this is going too far
'Cause she won't feel so beautiful when they repossess my car
Goin' to the b-a-n-k
she got me goin' to the bank
Goin' to the bank
she got me goin' to the bank
She keeps me runnin' to the bank
she got me
got me.
Goin' to the b-a-n-k
B-a-n-k
B-a-n-k
B-a-n-k
Vrijdag 7 april 1972
Tanto Mar
