Zaterdag 1 oktober 1988
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Vrijdag 30 september 1988
Skin I'm In
Skin I'm In
Composer(s): Larry Blackmon
Performer(s): Cameo
Who's the face in the mirror
That I see sometimes confused
By the double-standards of society
And maybe I'm wrong about the way I feel
But then, will somebody tell me
What is really real
Now, I respect myself, I respect you too
But in the end it's got to be
Do unto me as I do to you
Now I'm trying to tell you it's time
Somewhere and I walk to my design
Somewhere in the truth from my life
To live like people so inspired
As the waters out to sea
Let's simply respect humanity
One time seem to be
We're getting it together, it's for real
If we have truth we can't survive
And for that our forefathers have died
It should be immoral or a sin
If it is according to the skin I'm in
Skin I'm in
Tell me how many times
How many times can I adjust my attitude
To reach and touch the sky
Is it love or decree by which I live
But then sometimes I wonder
Just how much a man can give
Truth and justice that's around me
From the highest levels of power
And you think these are the people
I depend on for my survival
Is this for real
Or am I seeing shadows in the dark
I let you tell me, tell me
Can you tell me brother
Peaceful waters out to see
And simply respect humanity
I'm just trying to be realistic
But now I'm becoming pessimistic
At least I know we can survive
A damn good reason to stay alive
Is it immortal or a sin
It shouldn't be according to the skin I'm in
World.....Love.....People
World.....Love.....People
It's the waters out to sea
Basic respect to humanity
I'm just trying to be for real
In a world with less appeal
At first they seem to fluster
At what's happening to justice
Is it immoral or a sin
If it is according to the skin I'm in
Skin I'm in
Vrijdag 30 september 1988
Pince-Moi, J'hallucine
Pince-Moi, J'hallucine
Composer(s): F. Laumont; P. Besombes;
C. Creuset; X. Thibault
Performer(s): Annie Cordy
Entrée par erreur
Au musée des horreurs
Je m'fais des frayeurs
J'entends battre mon cœur
Les esprits frappeurs
Sont-ils à l'intérieur
Et s'ils sont ailleurs
Qu'ils cognent comme un boxeur
Pince-moi, j'hallucine
J'rêve pas, y a quelque chose qui m'turlupine
Pince-moi, j'hallucine
J'rêve pas, je nage dans l'hémoglobine
Ahhhhhh! y a des fantômes
Y a des sorcières
Y a de l'Halloween dans l'air
Salle des étrangleurs
D'où vient donc cette odeur?
Je sens qu'j'ai mes vapeurs
Je m'éclipse en douceur
Deux trois embaumeurs
M'regardent inquisiteurs
Tu parles d'une demeure
Si j'en sors pas... je meurs
Pince-moi, j'hallucine
J'rêve pas,
Y a quelque chose qui m'turlupine
Pince-moi, j'hallucine
J'rêve pas, je nage dans l'hémoglobine
Y a des fantômes!
Y a des sorcières!
Y a de l'Halloween dans l'air!
Et tous ces sque-squelettes
Qui cli-cli-quettent
Je m'demande c'qui ont dans la tê-tête
Y a des fantômes!
Y a des sorcières!
Y a de l'Halloween dans l'air!
Un rire massacreur
Résonne avec ardeur
Comble de terreur
Minuit sonne, quel malheur
Je crois qu'c'est l'éventreur
Ah ! sacré farceur
Je change de couleur
J'te dis pas... ça fait peur!
Pince-moi, j'hallucine
J'rêve pas...
Y a quelque chose qui m'turlupine
Pince-moi, j'hallucine
J'rêve pas, je nage dans l'hémoglobine
Pince-moi... ad lib
Donderdag 29 september 1988
Nur Die Liebe Läßt Uns Leben
Nur Die Liebe Läßt Uns Leben
First performance by: Mary Roos - 1972
Nur die Liebe läßt uns leben
Tage im hellen Sonnenschein
kann nur sie allein uns geben
nur wer liebt, wird niemals einsam sein
Wir warten und wir hoffen und wir träumen
der Tag vergeht und nimmt die Träume mit
Die Nacht ist lang und du bist nicht bei mir
doch mein Herz, es findet seinen Weg zu dir
Nur die Liebe läßt uns leben
alles vergessen und verzeih'n
dann wird jeder dir vergeben
nur wer liebt wird niemals einsam sein
Nur die Liebe läßt uns leben
Tage im hellen Sonnenschein
kann nur sie allein uns geben
nur wer liebt, wird niemals einsam sein
Ich wußte, daß die Wege, die wir gehen
verworren sind, und daß es Tränen gibt
Das zählt nicht mehr hast du das nicht gesehen
du wirst die Straße deiner Sehnsucht geh'n
Nur die Liebe läßt uns leben
alles vergessen und verzeih'n
dann wird wieder dir vergeben
nur wer liebt wird niemals einsam sein
Nur die Liebe läßt uns leben
Tage im hellen Sonnenschein
kann nur sie allein uns geben
nur wer liebt, wird niemals einsam sein
Nur die Liebe läßt uns leben
Tage im hellen Sonnenschein
kann nur sie allein uns geben
nur wer liebt, wird niemals einsam sein
Donderdag 29 september 1988
Pinball Wizard
Pinball Wizard
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release: The Who - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Ever since I was a young boy I played the silver ball
From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all
But I ain't seen nothing like him in any amusement hall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
He stands like a statue, becomes part of the machine
Feeling all the bumpers, always playing clean
Plays by intuition, the digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
He's a pinball wizard, there has to be a twist
A pinball wizard's got such a supple wrist
How do you think he does it I don't know
What makes him so good
Ain't got no distractions, can't hear no buzzes or bells
Don't see lights a-flashing, plays by sense of smell
Always gets a replay, never seen him fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
I thought I was the Bally table king
But I just handed my pinball crown to him
Even on my favourite table, he can beat my best
His disciples lean him in and he just does the rest
He's got crazy flipper fingers, never seen him fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
Woensdag 28 september 1988
Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of The New Day
Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of The New Day
Composer(s): Ian Anderson
Performer(s): Jethro Tull; Sun Palace
Meanwhile back in the year One
when you belonged to no-one
you didn't stand a chance son
if your pants were undone
'Cause you were bred for humanity
and sold to society
one day you'll wake up
in the Present Day
a million generations removed from expectations of being who you really want to be
Skating away, skating away
skating away on the thin ice of the New Day
So as you push off from the shore
won't you turn your head once more
and make your peace with everyone?
For those who choose to stay
will live just one more day
to do the things they should have done
And as you cross the wilderness
spinning in your emptiness
you feel you have to pray
Looking for a sign that the Universal Mind has written you into the Passion Play
Skating away, skating away
skating away on the thin ice of the New Day
And as you cross the circle line
the ice-wall creaks behind
you're a rabbit on the run
And the silver splinters fly
in the corner of your eye
shining in the setting sun
Well, do you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real and in the present tense?
Or that everybody's on the stage
and it seems like you're the only person sitting in the audience?
Skating away, skating away
skating away on the thin ice of the New Day
Woensdag 28 september 1988
Pinball
Pinball
Composer(s): Brian Protheroe
Performer(s): Brian Protheroe; Matt Deighton
And I've run out of pale ale
And I feel like I'm in jail
And my music bores me once again
And I've been on the pinball
And I know longer know it all
And they say that you never know when you're insane
Got fleas in my bedroom
Got flies in my bathroom
And the cat just finished off the bread
So I walk over Soho
And I read about Monroe
And I wonder was she really what they said
Got a call from a good friend
Come on down for the weekend
Didn't know if I could spare the time
I knew a woman who was crazy
About a boy who was lazy
But it didn't work out 'cos they just couldn't make it rhyme
Hey Jude you were alright
I could have grooved with you all night
But you turned your back on the party game
Mama if I keep my head clean
Will I really have a good dream
Or will I wake up in confusion just the same
And I've run out of pale ale
And I feel like I'm in jail
Got fleas in the bedroom
Got flies in the bathroom
Got a call from a good friend
Come on down for the weekend
Hey Jude you were alright
I could have grooved with you all night
And I've been on the pale ale
And I feel like a pinball
Dinsdag 27 september 1988
Lykken Er
Lykken Er
First performance by: Hanne Krogh - 1971
Lykken finnes på vår jord
Bare ikke der du tror
Den er ikke penger i banken
Tiger på tanken
Lykken er alt - du vil
Lykken er et spann med sand
I en liten barnehand
Lykken er en hilsen frå gjengen
Frokost på sengen
Lykken er sild i dill
Om du ser deg omkring
Tusen ting
Vil gi deg litt av lykken du vil nå
Ja, den finnes der
Hvor du er
Det er jo bare deg den venter på
Lykken er en gammel hatt
Som din beste venn har hatt
Lykken er en time på badet
Varm sjokolade
Lykken er ditt og datt
Lykken er krystallklart vann
Fingrene i solvarm sand
Å få rusle barbent i gresset
Uten adresse
Lykken er deg og meg
Lykken er å være russ
Og å nå den siste buss
Lykken er blant trærne i parken
Hjerter i barken
Lykken er sus og dus
Om du synger en sang
Prøv en gang
Å late som om den er lagd til deg
Prøv med denne her
Lykken er
Jo noe som du søker på din vei
Lykken er en melketann
I et lite glass med vann
Å få litt tilbake på skatten
Slippe inn katten.
Lykken er dann og vann
Lykken er jo som en vind
Som et solstreif i ditt sinn
Lykken er hva sangen forteller
Små bagateller
Lykken er din og min
Lykken er jo som en vind
Som et solstreif i ditt sinn
Lykken er hva sangen forteller
Små bagateller
Lykken er din og min
Dinsdag 27 september 1988
Pin A Medal On Joey
Pin A Medal On Joey
Composer(s): Billy Dawn Smith; Ralph Montello
Performer(s): James Darren
I just got a letter from a very dear pal
He wrote to say he's sorry for stealin' my gal
Pin a medal on Joey
He stole your love from me
Pin a medal on Joey
He set my poor heart free
No more cryin' about a love that was untrue
Oh-ho, oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Hip hooray for that Joey
For bein' good to me
Hip hooray for that Joey
He took my misery
No more heartache will I be givin' you
Oh-ho, oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Chorus:
Told him all about you
Told him how you lied
But Joey won't believe me
He thinks I'm a jealous guy-eye
Pin a medal on Joey
For bein' such a fool
Pin a medal on Joey
He won a heart that's cruel
He'll be sorry when you break his heart in two
Oh-ho, oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Told him all about you
Told him how you lied
But Joey won't believe me
He thinks I'm a jealous guy-eye
Pin a medal on Joey
For bein' such a fool
Pin a medal on Joey
He won a heart that's cruel
He'll be sorry when you break his heart in two
Oh-ho, oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Pin a medal on Joey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hip hooray for that Joey oh, oh, oh, oh
Pin a medal on Joey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
Maandag 26 september 1988
Skateaway
Skateaway
Composer(s): Mark Knopfler
Performer(s): Dire Straits
I seen a girl on a one-way corridor
Stealin' down a wrong-way street
For all the world like an urban toreador
She had wheels on her feet - on her feet
Well the cars do the usual dances
Same old cruise and the curbside crawl
But the rollergirl - she's takin' chances
Just love to see her take them on
No fears, alone at night - she's sailing through the crowd
In her ears the phones are tight and the music's playin' loud
Hallelujah - here she comes - Queen Roller Ball
Enchante - what can I say? Carry on
You know she used to have to wait around
She used to be the lonely one
But now that she been skatin' around town
She's the only one
No fears, alone at night - she's sailing through the crowd
In her ears the phones are tight and the music's playin' loud
She gets rock n roll, from the rock n roll station
In a rock n roll dream
She's making movies on location
She don't know what it means
And the music make her wanna be the story
And the story was whatever was the song - what it was
Rollergirl - don't worry
DJ play the movies - all night long
She tortures taxi drivers just for fun
She like to read their lips
Says: "Toro, toro, taxi - see 'ya tomorrow my son -"
She just let a big truck graze her hip
She got her own world in the city - yeah!
Ain't that true - Lord I know -
She got her own world in the city
The city's bein' so... rude to her
Slippin' and a-slidin'
Yeah, life's a roller ball
Slippin' and a-slidin'
Skateaway - that's all
Skateaway
Shala shalay, hey hey, skateaway
She's singin' shala shalay, hey hey
Skateaway
Maandag 26 september 1988
El Pimiento
El Pimiento
Composer(s): Victor Jara
Performer(s): Victor Jara; Quilapayún
En el centro de la pampa
vive un pimiento
sol y viento pa' su vida
sol y viento
Coronado por la piedra
vive el pimiento
luna y viento lo vigilan
luna y viento
Cuando sus ramas florecen
es un incencio
tanto rojo que derrama
rojo entero
Rojo entero
Nadie lo ve trabajar
debajo'el suelo
cuando busca noche y dia
y alimento
Pimiento rojo del norte
atacameño
siento el canto de tus ramas
en el desierto
Debes seguir floreciendo
como un incendio
porque al norte todo tuyo
todo entero
Todo entero
Zondag 25 september 1988
Tie Uuteen Päivään
Tie Uuteen Päivään
Composer(s): Rauno Lehtinen
Markku Aro & Koivistolaiset - 1971
On pala maata ja pala vettä ja pala tulta polttavaa
On ihmismieli ja paha kieli ei tahdo tulta sammuttaa
Tuo kaikki meidät uuteen päivään johtaa
Nyt onko syytä surra tulevaa
kun muita tiellä kulkevia kohtaa ja kaikki on niin mukavaa
Nyt sinne uuteen päivään kaikki kulkee ja toiset näyttää mistä löytyy tie
Jos kerran silmät huomiselta sulkee, tie helppo mukanaan jo vie
Maailma valmis jo on
Tieto muuttumaton nyt ohjailee
Aika niin mittaamaton meitä palveltuaan joko loppunut on
Kun yksi ottaa ja toinen antaa ja kolmas huutaa janoissaan
Et tunne heitä, ei hekään meitä ja samaa tietä kuljetaan
Tuo kaikki meidät uuteen päivään johtaa
Nyt onko syytä surra tulevaa
kun muita tiellä kulkevia kohtaa ja kaikki on niin mukavaa
Nyt sinne uuteen päivään kaikki kulkee ja toiset näyttää mistä löytyy tie
Jos kerran silmät huomiselta sulkee, tie helppo mukanaan jo vie
Nyt sinne uuteen päivään kaikki kulkee ja toiset näyttää mistä löytyy tie
Jos kerran silmät huomiselta sulkee tie helppo mukanaan jo vie
Zondag 25 september 1988
Pilou Pilou Hé
Pilou Pilou Hé
Composer(s): Louis Amade; Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Dalida
Pilou, Pilou, Pilou hé
Moi j'attends le jour ou j'irai
Au pays qu'a un joli nom
Tu me crois ou tu ne me crois pas
Mais tout est plein de mimosa
Au pays qu'a un joli nom
À genoux ou ou sur les mains, ou sur les mains peut-être bien
À genoux ou ou sur les mains je peux te le franchir ce chemin
Je m'en irais aux quatre vents sur une barque de bois blanc
Au pays qu'a un joli nom
Pilou, pilou, pilou hé
Moi J'attends le jour ou j'aurai
J'aurai mes prés et mes moissons
À genoux ou ou sur les mains, ou sur les mains peut-être bien
À genoux ou ou sur les mains je veux te le franchir ce chemin
Ce chemin de quatre printemps nous le grimperons en chantant
Pour fabriquer notre maison
Pilou, pilou, pilou hé
Je nous vois comme si j'y étais le soleil a toujours raison
À genoux ou ou sur les mains, ou sur les mains peut-être bien
À genoux ou ou sur les mains je veux te le franchir ce chemin
Tu le crois ou tu ne le crois pas Jésus ne porte plus sa croix
Au pays qu'a un joli nom, au pays qu'a un joli nom
Zaterdag 24 september 1988
Skål Kära Vän
Skål Kära Vän
Composer(s): D. Zimmerman; Agnetha Fältskog
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Vaknade upp för sent idag, klockan var redan tolv
Sprang till kontoret där min chef satt arg och mycket sur
Allting har gått på tok idag men varför sörja nu
Nu när jag sitter här, och mina vänner har champagne?
Så skål kära vän, skåla med mig
Nu är det fest och riktigt ståhej
Skål alla ni som kommit hit
Nu har jag glömt min nit
När jag nu plötsligt tittar upp finns ingen kvar hos mig
Varför har alla gått sin väg, jag fattar inte det
Åter går allt på tok för mig men varför sörja nu
Jag har ju ännu glaset fullt, jag skålar för mig själv
Det gör ingenting att jag nu är själv
Jag skålar med mig och allt är OK
Jag vet redan nu de kommer nog sen
Och allting blir bra igen
Zaterdag 24 september 1988
Pilot Of The Airwaves
Pilot Of The Airwaves
French Title: Pilote Sur Les Ondes
Composer(s): Charlie Dore
Performer(s): Charlie Dore
Pilot of the airwaves
Here is my request
You don't have to play it
But I hope you'll do your best
I've been listening to your show
On the radio
And you seem like a friend to me
Or the record of your choice
I don't mind, I'd be happy just to hear your voice
Saying this is for the girl
Who didn't sign her name
Yes, she needs a dedication just the same
Late at night I'm still listening
Don't waste my time chasing sleep
People say I look weary
But that's just the company I keep
Ooooh, you make the night time race
Ooooh, I don't need to see your face
You're sounding good (sounding good)
Sounding good to me
Pilot of the airwaves
Here is my request
You don't have to play it
But I hope you'll do your best
I've been listening to your show
On the radio
And you seem like a friend to me
Late at night I'm still listening
Don't waste my time chasing sleep
People say I look weary
But that's just the company I keep
Ooooh, you make the night time race
Ooooh, I don't need to see your face
You're sounding good (sounding good)
Sounding good to me
You're sounding so good to me
Pilot of the airwaves
Here is my request
You don't have to play it
But I hope you'll do your best
I've been listening to your show
On the radio
And you seem like a friend to me
Oh, I've been listening to your show on the radio
And you seem like a friend to me
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh,
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh,
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh,
Play that song for me
Won't you play that song for me
Vrijdag 23 september 1988
Menina Do Alto Da Serra
Menina Do Alto Da Serra
Composer(s): DosSantos; José Carlos Ary; Fernandes; Nuno Nazareth
First performance by: Tonicha - 1971
Menina de olhar sereno
Raiando pela manha
De seio duro e pequeno
Num coletinho de lã
Menina cheirando a feno
Casada com hortelã
Menina cheirando a feno
Casada com hortelã
Menina que no caminho
Vais pisando formosura
Levas nos olhos um ninho
Todo em penas de ternura
Menina de olhar de linho
Com um ribeiro à cintura
Menina de olhar de linho
Com um ribeiro à cintura
Menina de saia aos folhos
Quem na vê fica lavado
Água da sede dos olhos
Pão que não foi amassado
Menina de riso aos molhos
Minha seiva de pinheiro
Menina de saia aos folhos
Alfazema sem canteiro
Menina de corpo inteiro
Com tranças de madrugada
Que se levanta primeiro
Do que a terra alvoroçada
Menina de corpo inteiro
Com tranças de madrugada
Menina de corpo inteiro
Com tranças de madrugada
Menina de saia aos folhos
Quem na vê fica lavado
Água da sede dos olhos
Pão que não foi amassado
Menina de fato novo
Avé-Maria da terra
Rosa brava rosa povo
Brisa do alto da serra
Rosa brava rosa povo
Brisa do alto da serra
Rosa brava rosa povo
Brisa do alto da serra
Rosa brava rosa povo
Brisa do alto da serra
Vrijdag 23 september 1988
Pillow Talk (Percy Faith)
Pillow Talk
Composer(s): Michael Burton; Sylvia Robinson
Performer(s): Percy Faith;
and various other artists
I, I, I, I, I
Hey, baby, let me stay
I don’t care what your friends are ‘bout to say, ah-ah
What you friends all say is fine
But it can’t compete with this pillow talk of mine
You can’t find love on a one way street
It takes two to tangle, takes two to even compete, oh, yeah
So boy, just put that stop sign down
And let’s get together before the day runs us down
I’m pleading to you now
Hey, baby, let me try
To be the one’s who’s gonna light your fire, ha-ha
What you friends all say is fine
But it can’t compete with this pillow talk of mine
Ooh, I don’t wanna see you be no fool
What I’m teachin’ you tonight, boy, you’ll never learn it in school, oh, no
So friends who tell me wrong from right
I’ll ask to borrow their pants some cold and lonely night
Ooh, hey, baby, let me be
The one who turns you on from A to Z, ha-ha
What you friends all say is fine
But it can’t compete with this pillow talk of mine
Ooh .. baby
Ooh, baby, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Ah ...would you, baby
Would you, baby, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Uno momento por quito
Uno momento por quito
I, I, I, I
Nice daddy, nice daddy, nice daddy
I, I, I, I
Oh, my God
Donderdag 22 september 1988
Sjung Denna Sång
Sjung Denna Sång
((Adapted from: Sing C'est La Vie (by Sonny & Cher) - 1965))
((Dutch Version: Sing C'est La Vie (by Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo, Luc Steeno) - 2003))
Composer(s): Sonny Bono; Charles Greene; Brian Stone; Agnetha Faltskog
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog - 1968
Sjung denna sång
För snart skall du se
Att sorgen försvinner
Att du blott vill le
Vi två reste bort
Resan gick till Paris
När vi kom dit
Då hörde vi fåglar som sjöng
Och du sjöng på en sång
Som vi ej kunnat glömma sen dess
Den är inte svår
Och vi minns än i dag hur det lät
Och vi sjöng
Sjung denna sång
För snart skall du se
Att sorgen försvinner
Att du blott vill le
Om du nån gång är sur
Och du tycker att livet är trist
Så åk till Paris
Där finns allt som du vill ha
Ty där skiner solen
Och där sjunger alla den sång
Som får dig att glömma
Allt tråkigt som hände en gång
Sjung nu med
Sjung denna sång
För snart skall du se
Att sorgen försvinner
Att du blott vill le
Donderdag 22 september 1988
Pillow Talk (Doris Day)
Pillow Talk
Composer(s): James; Pepper
Performer(s): Doris Day
Pillow talk, pillow talk
Another night I’m hearing myself talk
Talk, talk, talk
Wonder how it would be to have someone
To pillow talk with me
I wonder how, I wonder who
Pillow talk, pillow talk
Another night of being alone with pillow talk
When it’s all said and done
Two heads together can be better than one
That’s what they say, they always say
All I do is talk to my pillow
Talk to my pillow, talk to my pillow
All I do is talk to my pillow
Talk about the boy I’m gonna marry
Some day, somehow, somewhere, sometime
Pillow talk, pillow talk
Another night I’m getting my fill of pillow talk
You and I both agree
There must be a boy
Must be a pillow
Must be a pillow talking boy for me
I hope I’m right, I’m very right
Oh, there must be a pillow talking boy for me
There must be a boy
There must be a boy
There must be a boy
There must
Woensdag 21 september 1988
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