Vrijdag 7 november 1997
What The Hell
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Donderdag 6 november 1997
After Midnight
After Midnight
((French Version: Après Minuit (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1978))
Composer(s): J.J. Cale
First release by: Eric Clapton - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna chug-a-lug and shout
We're gonna stimulate some action
We're gonna get some satisfaction
We're gonna find out what it is all about
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine
After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
We're gonna give an exhibition
We're gonna find out what it is all about
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine
After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
We're gonna give an exhibition
We're gonna find out what it is all about
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
Donderdag 6 november 1997
What Part Of No
What Part Of No
Composer(s): Wayne Perry; Gerald Smith
Performer(s): Lorrie Morgan;
and various other artists
Sir if you don't mind, I'd rather be alone
From the moment I walked in tonight, you've been comin' on
If I told you once, I told you twice, I'm just here to unwind
I'm not interested in romance or what you have in mind
What part of no don't you understand
I'll put it plain and simple, I'm not into one night stands
I'll be glad to explain it, if it's too hard to comprehend
What part of no don't you understand
I appreciate the drink and the rose was nice of you
I don't mean to be so bleak, I don't think I'm gettin' through
I don't need no company and I don't want to dance
What part of no don't you understand
What part of no don't you understand
I'll put it plain and simple, I'm not into one night stands
I'll be glad to explain it, if it's too hard to comprehend
What part of NO don't you understand
I appreciate the drink and the rose was nice of you
I don't mean to be so bleak, I don't think I'm gettin' through
I don't need no company and I don't want to dance
What part of no don't you understand
Woensdag 5 november 1997
After Loving You (Joe Henderson)
After Loving You
((Danish Version: Efter Jeg Har Elsket Dig (by Gustav Winckler) - 1977))
Composer(s): Eddie Miller - Johnny Lantz
First release by: Joe Henderson - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
But now after loving you
what else is there to do
For honey, all the rest is just
gonna have to be second best
I know I'll go through life comparing her to you
That's 'cause I'm no good
I'm no good to anyone after loving you
Your precious love cannot be erased
by just another woman with a pretty face
And your memory
you know it will remain for it cannot be erased
Other loves may come along
they can't live up to you
That's 'cause I'm no good
I'm no good to anyone after loving you
Your precious love cannot be erased
by just another woman with a pretty face
And your memory
you know it will remain for it cannot be erased
Other loves may come along
they can't live up to you
That's 'cause I'm no good
I'm no good to anyone after loving you
I said I'm no good
I'm no good to anyone after loving you
I said I'm no good
I'm no good, I'm no good to anyone
To anyone, to anyone
to anyone after loving you
That's 'cause I'm no good
I'm no good to anyone after loving you
Woensdag 5 november 1997
What Now, My Love?
What Now, My Love?
((Adapted from: Et Maintenant (French Version) (Gilbert Bécaud) - 1961))
Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud - Pierre Delanoë - Carl Sigman
Performer(s): Shirley Bassey with Nelson Riddle and His Orch. - 1962
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1961 - Che Mai Farò (Milva)
1963 - Endnu En Dag (Poul Bundgaard)
1965 - Er Rest Mij Niets (Corry Brokken)
1965 - Et Maintenant (Spanish Version) (Raphael)
1979 - Hva' Nu, Min Ven? (Peter Belli)
1981 - Wat Moet Ik Doen (Will Tura)
What now my love
Now that you left me
How can I live through another day
Watching my dreams turn into ashes
And all my hopes into bits of clay
Once I could see, once I could feel
Now I am numb
I've become unreal
I walk the night, oh, without a goal
Stripped of my heart, my soul
What now my love
Now that it's over
I feel the world closing in on me
Here come the stars
Tumbling around me
And there's the sky where the sea should be
What now my love
Now that you're gone
I'd be a fool to go on and on
No one would care, no one would cry
If I should live or die
What now my love
Now there is nothing
Only my last goodbye
Only my last goodbye
Dinsdag 4 november 1997
After Loving You (Charles Aznavour)
After Loving You
((French, Italian, & Spanish Vesions:
De T'avoir Aimée (Charles Aznavour); Del Mio Amare Te (Charles Aznavour); De Quererte Así (Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Kaye
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Now that I have known love as sweet as yours
Love so very deep and complete as yours
Hunger for your lips, pains of jealousy
After loving you, what is left for me
Head and heart and soul, overpowered by love
I forget that there was a God above
Tortured by the things that I couldn't see
After loving you, what is left for me
Leave me and my voice would become so still
And my touch would be winter's icy chill
Leave me and my eyes would be full of rain
And the need of you surging through and through
Would drive me insane
Loving you so much that it tears my heart
That would hurt me less than to be apart
So it will remain till eternity
There's no other world that is worth passing through
After holding you
After kissing you
After loving you
Dinsdag 4 november 1997
What More Can I Give?
What More Can I Give?
Spanish Title: Todo Para Ti
Composer(s): Michael Jackson
Performer(s): Michael Jackson;
and various other artists
How many people would have to die before we understand
How many children have to cry, before we do all we can?
If sending your love is all you can give
That we all live
How many times can we turn our heads
And pretend we cannot see
Healing the wounds of our broken earth
We are one global family
Just sending your preying
Is something you will feel
Helping one heal
Chorus
What have I got that I can give?
What have I got that I can give?
To love and to teach you
To hold and to need you
What more can I give?
Now let's rather lay down our fears
And reach out and make a pact
Show him the love that is in our hearts
Let us bring salvation back
Just sending your love
Has the power to heal
So let's all give
Chorus
What have I got that I can give?
What have I got that I can give?
To love and to teach you
To hold and to need you
What more can I give?
Chorus
Say the words
I will lay me down for you
Call my name
I am your friend
Why do they keep teaching us
Such hate and cruelty
We should give over and over again
Over and Over again
(Repeat chorus 3 times)
Don't do it
Don't drop the ball
What have I got that I can give?
What have I got that I can give?
To love and to conceal you
To hold and to need you
What more can I give?
What have I got that I can give?
What have I got that I can give?
To love and to conceal you
To hold and to need you
What more can I give?
Maandag 3 november 1997
After Losing You
After Losing You
Composer(s): Vic McAlpin
Performer(s): The Browns; Eddy Arnold
All the places we used to go all the things we used to do
All these things are in the past now after losing you
Now my life's just one big heartache and my world is turning blue
I've gotta hurt I can't get over after losing you
I go to the places we used to go just hopin' to get a glimpse of you
And everytime I see you with your new love it hurts me and breaks my heart in two
I thought no one could come between us for you said you loved me true
You've put me down I went to pieces after losing you
I thought no one could come...
Maandag 3 november 1997
What Matters Most
What Matters Most
Composer(s): Alan Bergman; Marilyn Bergman; Dave Grusin
Performer(s): John Barr;
and various other artists
It's not how long we held each other's hands
What matter is how well we loved each other
It's not how far we've travelled on our way
But what we found to say
It's not the spring we see
But all the shades of green
It's not how long I held you in my arms
What matter is how sweet the years together
It's not how many summertimes
We have to give to give to fall
The early morning smiles
We cheerfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all
It's not how many summertimes
We have to give to give to fall
The early morning smiles
We cheerfully recall
What matters most is that we loved at all
What matters most is that we loved at all...
Zondag 2 november 1997
After I Say I'm Sorry
After I Say I'm Sorry
Composer(s): Abe Lyman - Walter Donaldson
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
What can I do to prove it to you that I'm sorry
I didn't mean to ever be mean to you
If I didn't care I wouldn't feel like I do
I was so wrong, right or wrong I don't blame you
Why should I take somebody like you and shame you
I know that I made you cry and I'm so sorry dear
So what can I say dear after I say I'm sorry
Baby I'm so, I'm sorry
Got to prove that I'm so sorry
I made you cry and I'm so sorry dear
What can I say dear, what can I do
What can I say, what can I do after I say I'm sorry
Zondag 2 november 1997
What Makes A Man
What Makes A Man
((Adapted from: Comme Ils Disent (Charles Aznavour) - 1972))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Bradford Craig
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour - 1972
Versions In Other Languages:
1972 - Wie Sie Sagen (Charles Aznavour)
1972 - Quello Che Si Dice (Charles Aznavour)
1996 - Como Dicen (Charles Aznavour)
My mum and I we live alone
A great apartment is our home
In Fairhome Towers
I have to keep me company
Two dogs, a cat, a parakeet
Some plants and flowers
I help my mother with the chores
I wash, she dries, I do the floors
We work together
I shop and cook and sow a bit
Though mum does too I must admit
I do it better
At night I work in a strange bar
Impersonating every star
I'm quite deceiving
The customers come in with doubt
And wonder what I'm all about
But leave believing
I do a very special show
Where I am nude from head to toe
After stripteasing
Each night the men look so surprised
I change my sex before their eyes
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man
At 3 o'clock or so I meet
With friends to have a bite to eat
And conversation
We love to empty out our hearts
With every subject from the arts
To liberation
We love to pull apart someone
And spread some gossip just for fun
Or start a rumour
We let our hair down, so to speak
And mock ourselves with tongue-in-cheek
And inside humour
So many times we have to pay
For having fun and being gay
It's not amusing
There's always those that spoil our games
By finding fault and calling names
Always accusing
They draw attention to themselves
At the expense of someone else
It's so confusing
Yet they make fun of how I talk
And imitate the way I walk
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man
My masquerade comes to an end
And I go home to bed again
Alone and friendless
I close my eyes, I think of him
I fantasise what might have been
My dreams are endless
We love each other but it seems
The love is only in my dreams
It's so one sided
But in this life I must confess
The search for love and hapiness
Is unrequited
I ask myself what I have got
Of what I am and what I'm not
What have I given
The answers come from those who make
The rules that some of us must break
Just to keep living
I know my life is not a crime
I'm just a victim of my time
I stand defenceless
Nobody has the right to be
The judge of what is right for me
Tell me if you can
What make a man a man
Tell me if you can
Tell me if you can
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man
Zaterdag 1 november 1997
After Hours
After Hours
Composer(s): Lou Reed
First release by: The Velvet Underground - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
One, two, three
If you close the door
The night could last forever
Leave the sunshine out
And say hello to never
All the people are dancing
And they’re having such fun
I wish it could happen to me
But if you close the door
I’d never have to see the day again
If you close the door
The night could last forever
Leave the wine-glass out
And drink a toast to never
Oh, someday I know
Someone will look into my eyes
And say hello
You’re my very special one
But if you close the door
I’d never have to see the day again
Dark party bars, shiny cadillac cars
And the people on subways and trains
Looking gray in the rain, as they stand disarrayed
Oh, but people look well in the dark
And if you close the door
The night could last forever
Leave the sunshine out
And say hello to never
All the people are dancing
And they’re having such fun
I wish it could happen to me
'Cause if you close the door
I’d never have to see the day again
I’d never have to see the day again, once more
I’d never have to see the day again
Zaterdag 1 november 1997
What Kind Of People Are They?
What Kind Of People Are They?
Composer(s): John Entwistle
Performer(s): John Entwistle
When you're hungry and your stomach's feeling thin
You find the nearest restaurant and walk right in
Says the waiter with a sigh
You're not dressed without a tie
And you bite your lips to keep the swear words in
What kind of people are they?
What kind of people are they?
They've only got their jobs to do
That's why they've got it in for you -- you
Have you ever sat behind a traffic jam
When you'd get there quicker if you walked or ran
When you finally get out
At the front of it no doubt
You'll find a policeman causing chaos with his hand
What kind of people are they?
What kind of people are they?
They've only got their jobs to do
That's why they've got it in for you -- you
When you park your car in some deserted street
Give the parking meter sixpences to eat
When the money's been digested
You'll find that you just invested
In the profits of a traffic warden's beat
Vrijdag 31 oktober 1997
After Halloween
After Halloween
Composer(s): Sandy Denny
Performer(s): Fairport Convention; Sandy Denny
Red and gold, and Halloween have passed us by
The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky
You are so far away, yet I could touch you if I may
But don't you worry now, I'm only dreaming anyway
You may be lonely, you may be just on your own
You could be anywhere, someplace that I have known
But who am I and do we really live these days at all?
And are they simply feelings we have loved and do recall?
Oh the sea has made me cry
But I love her, too, so maybe I love you
For tears are only made of salt and water
And across the waves the sound of laughter
October it has gone and left me with a song
That I will sing to you although the moment may be wrong
Could it be the sea's as real as you and I?
I often wonder why I always have to say
I'm only dreaming anyway
Could it be the sea's as real as you and I?
I often wonder why I always have to say
I'm only dreaming anyway
Vrijdag 31 oktober 1997
What Kind Of Man Would I Be?
What Kind Of Man Would I Be?
Composer(s): Bobby Caldwell; Chas Sandford; Jason Scheff
Performer(s): Chicago
Girl, well, it's been one of those days again
And it seems like the harder I try
Over and over, I'm right back where I began
But you understand
Oh, girl, when nothing else in this world goes right
Oh, I just want to run to you
You pull me through
Oh, baby, who wouldn't wanna have you in their lives?
Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
Living a life without any meaning
And I know you could surely survive without me
But if I have to live without you
Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
Times when it was pointless for me to try
I was more than a desperate man
What seemed like forever
Was gone with one touch of your hand
Oh, girl, if I could count all the sleepless nights
When you were there for me
A broken chain
Woh, baby, Once I had found you there was no letting go
Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
Living a life without any meaning
And I know you could surely survive without me
But if I have to live without you
Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
Living a life without any meaning
And I know you could surely survive without me
But if I have to live without you
Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
What kind of man would I be?
Living a life without any meaning
And I know you could surely survive without me
But if I have to live without you
Tell me, what kind of man
Tell me, what kind of man
Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
(What kind of man would I be?)
Tell me, what kind of man would I be?
(What kind of man would I be?)
Donderdag 30 oktober 1997
After Forever
After Forever
((Latin Version: Post Aeternitatem (by Rondellus) - 2002))
Composer(s): Tony Iommi - Ozzy Osbourne - Geezer Butler - Bill Ward
First release by: Black Sabbath - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
Have you ever thought about your soul - can it be saved?
Or perhaps you think that when you're dead you just stay in your grave
Is God just a thought within your head or is he a part of you?
Is Christ just a name that you read in a book when you were in school?
When you think about death do you lose your breath or do you keep your cool?
Would you like to see the Pope on the end of a rope - do you think he's a fool?
Well I have seen the truth, yes I've seen the light and I've changed my ways
And I'll be prepared when you're lonely and scared at the end of our days
Could it be you're afraid of what your friends might say
If they knew you believe in God above?
They should realize before they criticize
that God is the only way to love
Is your mind so small that you have to fall
In with the pack wherever they run
Will you still sneer when death is near
And say they may as well worship the sun?
I think it was true it was people like you that crucified Christ
I think it is sad the opinion you had was the only one voiced
Will you be so sure when your day is near, say you don't believe?
You had the chance but you turned it down, now you can't retrieve
Perhaps you'll think before you say that God is dead and gone
Open your eyes, just realize that he's the one
The only one who can save you now from all this sin and hate
Or will you still jeer at all you hear? Yes! I think it's too late
Donderdag 30 oktober 1997
What Kind Of Love Is This?
What Kind Of Love Is This?
Composer(s): Johnny Nash
Performer(s): Joey Dee & The Starliters
What kind of love is this that makes me wanna jump and shout?
I wanna know what kind of love is this that turns my heart inside out?
It's that itchy-twitchy feelin' that I have inside
Something overwhelming that I just can't hide
I wanna know (oh, yeah) whoa, yeah (oh, yeah) whoa, tell me (oh, yeah)
(What kind of love is this?)
What kind of love is this?
What kind of love is this that haunts me every day?
I wanna know what kind of love is this that makes me say the things I say?
Well, I'm walkin' around and grinnin' with my head in the air
The people think I'm crazy but I just don't care
I wanna know (oh, yeah) whoa, yeah (oh, yeah) whoa, tell me (oh, yeah)
(What kind of love is this?)
What kind of love is this?
Well, I feel like a man in outer space
I'm actin' like a psycho case
Hey, girl, stop this feelin'
Look at me, you've got me rockin' and a-reelin'!
Yeah, what kind of love is this, aw, that shakes me up so bad?
I wanna know what kind of love is this?, yeah, my situation is sad
Well, I just can't understand it, it just ain't real
I know no one has ever felt the way I feel
I wanna know (oh, yeah) whoa, yeah (oh, yeah) whoa, tell me (oh, yeah)
(What kind of love is this?)
What kind of love is this?
(What kind of love is this?)
(What kind of love is this?)
(What kind of love is this?)
Woensdag 29 oktober 1997
Post Aeternitatem
Post Aeternitatem
((Adapted from: After Forever (by Black Sabbath) - 1971))
Composer(s): Tony Iommi - Ozzy Osbourne - Geezer Butler - Bill Ward - Kristiina Leinemann
Performer(s): Rondellus - 2002
Cogitasti tu de animo tuo?
Servabitur?
An fortasse putas: sepultus cum es
in sepulchre manes?
Videturne Deus tibi fictio?
An est Deus tui pars?
Est Christus vel vox quae stat libris his
scholasticis tuis?
Cum videbitur mors
terrebitne haec sors? An est quietum cor?
Fortasse velis, pontifex ut necatus sit?
Habes eum stultum?
Ego verum scio
Ego lucem scio motari que modos
Praeparavi me, tu cum solus sis
deterritus exitu tuo
Fortasse times, quid amici dicant
si sciant: tu credis caelestio Deo
Antequam me mordent, etiam videant
Deum esse solam amandi viam
Esne mens tibi tarn pusilla, ut iam
erroribus captus sis iterum?
An rides turn, cum adest mors?
An dicis turn, ut colatur vel sol?
Id puto verum
crucifigunt Deum hi tui similes
Id puto triste
Turn opiniun tua vicit omnia mea
Esne certus etiam, tuus dies cum adest?
Ain' non credere te?
Tibi erat sors sed rejecta est
Si quild mutes nunc
Fortasse pulas antequant dicas
Deum esse martuum
Oculos nunc aperi tuos: est solus Deus
qui potest te hinc redimere
ab omni peccato
An irrides omnia quae audis?
Sero est, sero est
Woensdag 29 oktober 1997
What Kind Of Fool Am I? (Sammy Davis Jr.)
What Kind Of Fool Am I?
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse; Anthony Newley
Performer(s): Sammy Davis Jr.;
and various other artists
What kind of fool am I
Who never fell in love
It seems that I'm the only one
that I have been thinking of
What kind of man is this?
An empty shell
A lonely cell in which
an empty heart must dwell
What kind of lips are these
That lied with every kiss
That whispered empty words of love
that left me alone like this
Why can't I fall in love
Like any other man
And maybe then I'll know what kind of fool I am
What kind of clown am I?
What do I know of life?
Why can't I cast away the mask of play
and live my life?
Why can't I fall in love
Till I don't give a damn
And maybe then
I'll know what kind of fool I am
Dinsdag 28 oktober 1997
After Five Long Years
