Maandag 21 april 1975
Charade
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Charade
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer - Henry Mancini
First performance: Henry Mancini - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
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Maandag 21 april 1975
Funny Face
Funny Face
Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire
Jimmy:
Frankie, dear, your birthday gift reveals to me
That at heart you're really not so bad
If I add, your funny face appeals to me
Please don't' think I've suddenly gone mad
You have all the qualities of Peter Pan
I'd go far before I'd find a sweeter pan
And yet
I love your funny face
Your sunny, funny face
For you're a cutie
With more than beauty
You've got a lot
Of personality N.T.
A thousand laughs I've found
In having you around
Though you're not Gloria Swanson
For worlds I'd not replace
Your sunny, funny face
Frankie:
Needn't tell me that I'm not so pretty, dear
When my looking glass and I agree
In the contest at Atlantic City, dear
Miss America I'd never be
Truth to tell, though, you're not such a bad lot yourself
As a Paul Swan, you are not so hot yourself
And yet
I love your funny face
Your sunny, funny face
You can't repair it
So I declare it
Is quite all right
Jimmy:
Like Ronald Colman?
Frankie:
So's your old man!
Yet it's very clear
I'm glad when you are near
Though you're no Handsome Harry
For worlds I'd not replace
Your sunny funny face
I love that funny face
That sunny, funny face
Thought it upsets one, in time, it gets one
That's true, for you
Have personality for two
Those eyes! Those nose! Those cheek!
Won't make a movie sheikh
But though you're not patootie
For worlds I'd not replace
Your sunny, funny face
Frankie: [to dog]
I love your funny face
Your sunny, funny face
You never bother
About your father
Have you no shame?
You're just a mutt and nothing but!
Yet when you wag your tail
You'll never be for sale
Though you're no Rin Tin Tin, dear
For worlds I'd not replace
Your sunny, funny face
Zondag 20 april 1975
The Lights Of Home
The Lights Of Home
Composer(s): Steve Graham - Leon Pober
Performer(s): Don Ho
I always get a thrill
And I guess I always will
When my journey nears its end
And my destination is just around the bend
The lights of home look good to me
When I return from far across the sea
They glow so bright to guide me thru the night
Back to the ones who care, waiting for me there
I've been around
But never found
In rainy London town
Or sunny Rome
A sight that's greater than the lights of home
Zondag 20 april 1975
Character
Character
Composer(s): Iggy Pop - Eric Schermerhorn
Performer(s): Iggy Pop
Well, I 'll tell you
one good thing at least about some
of these junkies was
they had some character
they may have driven me nuts
sometimes and screwed up
but at least when they played
the damn guitar they' d play it
like they meant it
these white bread boys nowadays
knowin' all the score
don' t even know how to puke
Zondag 20 april 1975
Funny (Not Much)
Funny (Not Much)
Composer(s): Marcia Neal;
Philip F. Broughton; Bob Merrill; Hughie Prince
Performer(s): Nat King Cole;
and various other artists
Funny, how I've stopped loving you
I can pass you on the street and my heart don't skip a beat
Not much, so much my eyes wanna cry
Funny, how I've stopped loving you
I can listen to your name and it doesn't start a flame
Not much, so much my heart wants to die
Now that you're standing here, darling, I don't shed a tear
This is just the rain in my eyes
And if I have proved to you everything I say is true
Please help me believe my own lies
Funny, how I've stopped loving you
And it's funny I don't miss all the heaven in your kiss
Your touch, no I don't love you, not much
Funny, how I've stopped loving you
And it's funny I don't miss all the heaven in your kiss
Your touch, no I don't love you, not much
No I don't love you, not much
Zaterdag 19 april 1975
The Lights Are Low
The Lights Are Low
Composer(s): Justin Hayward
Performer(s): Justin Hayward
The lights are low
They say it's true
I feel your magic as we move and sway
The lights are low
And the music now is slow
I'm a fool to trust in you
Seems like my self-control is slipping away
And the music now is slow
And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right
But then who are they, who are they to know, I need you so
Let me taste the love, let me drink the wine, that's yours and mine
And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right
Did you ever look in the mirror
Did you ever wake up in the morning
And see a stranger standing there
And find that nothing, nothing was the same
Did you ever drive for miles and miles
And the only thing that really matters
And wonder how on earth you got yourself there
Is the pleasure and the pain
Zaterdag 19 april 1975
Chaque Matin Il Se Lève
Chaque Matin Il Se Lève ((aka Dans La Brume Du Matin (Joe Dassin) - 1966))
((Adapted from: Early Morning Rain (Gordon Lightfoot) - 1966))
Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot - Eddy Mitchell
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1974
La pluie du petit matin
Me donne froid dans le dos
L'alcool qui est dans mon verre
Me réchauffe un peu la peau
Et la, j'attends le soleil
Je m'installe pour son show
Ça y est le soleil se lève
Pour moi il s'est fait beau
Chaque matin il se lève,
Il est le roi de la fête
Il me donne mal à la tête
À le voir toujours si haut
S'il voulait boire avec moi
À nous deux nous serions trois
La nuit, le soleil et moi
Jamais il ne le voudra
Chaque matin il se lève
Parfois il en fait de trop
Ses rayons se font cruels
Il vient me brûler la peau
C'est la star la plus célèbre
C'est le plus grand des grands shows
Ça y est le soleil se lève
Le grand spectacle est là-haut
Sur la route nationale
Il éclaire les autos
S'il savait combien j'ai mal
De le voir toujours si haut
Il viendrait boire avec moi
Encore quelques verres de trop
Chaque matin il se lève
Pour moi il s'est fait beau
Il est encore revenu
J'ai perdu une fois de plus
Mais je ne parierai plus
Contre lui c'est défendu
Chaque matin il se lève
Parfois il en fait de trop...
Zaterdag 19 april 1975
Funnel Of Love
Funnel Of Love
Composer(s): Charles McCoy; Kent Westbury
Performer(s): Wanda Jackson;
and various other artists
Here I go
Going down, down, down
My mind is a blank
My head is spinning around and around
As I go deep into the funnel of love
It's such a crazy, crazy feeling
I get weak in the knees
My poor old head is a reelin'
As I go deep into the funnel of love
I tried and I tried, to run and hide
I even tried to run away
Ya just can't run from the funnel of love
It's gonna get ya someday
It's such a crazy, crazy feeling
I get weak in the knees
My poor old head is a reelin'
As I go deep into the funnel of love
I tried and I tried, to run and hide
I even tried to run away
Ya just can't run from the funnel of love
It's gonna get ya someday
Here I go, going down, down, down
My mind is a blank
My head is spinning around and around
As I go deep into the funnel of love
Deep into the funnel of love
Deep into the funnel of love
Vrijdag 18 april 1975
The Light Is On
The Light Is On
Performer(s): Christopher Cross
Is it yours
Is it mine
I was never the kind who could draw the line
Are you free
Unforgiven
Is this the kind of world you could live in
It's alright
The light is on
The darkness has run to hide
It's alright
The light is on
But the darkness is just outside
Outside your window
Beating down
Making the sound of the rain
Drive you crazy
Make you lazy
You know it's only the rain
Vrijdag 18 april 1975
Chaque Jour De Plus
Chaque Jour De Plus
Composer(s): Brice Homs - Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain
À quoi ça sert l'amour
Si c'est un aller sans retour
Y a plus que du vide à la place
Mais que veux-tu que j'en fasse?
À quoi ça sert la vie
Quand on meurt petit à petit
S'il ne reste plus que l'absence
À qui veux-tu que je pense?
Je jure si tu reviens
Je saurai être heureux d'un sourire
Je jure que j'apprendrai à écrire
Tous les mots pour le dire
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Je plie déjà sous le fardeau
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Est-ce que tu reviendras bientôt?
Et moi je sers à quoi
Si je n'suis plus la moitié de toi
Si ta vie n'est plus dans le mienne
Comment veux-tu que je tienne?
Je jure si tu reviens
J'apprendrai à être différent
Je jure que je saurai simplement
Laisser le temps au temps
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Je plie déjà sous le fardeau
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Est-ce que tu reviendras bientôt?
Il ne reste plus que l'absence
À qui veux-tu que je pense?
Vrijdag 18 april 1975
Funkytown
Funkytown
Composer(s): Steven Greenberg
Performer(s): Lipps, Inc.
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me
Town to keep me movin'
Keep me groovin' with some energy
Well, I talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about
Talk about
Talk about movin'
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
(Repeat)
Donderdag 17 april 1975
The Light From Your Smile
The Light From Your Smile
Performer(s): Jackson Browne
Oh the light from your smile
Can be seen for a mile
By travellers dark in their sorrow
If you want me to stay
Throw a smile my way
And I’ll stay by your side ’til tomorrow
Woooah...
’Cause all my battered dreams are shattered now
And I need all your beauty to warm me
In the time that I’ve known you
I’ve always shown you
That I could be captured in kindness
Now a storm’s blowin’
Tomorrow I’m goin’
Well the sun takes away my blindness
Woooah...
'Cause all my tattered hopes are shattered now
I wait for the future to touch me
Oh the morning is nearing
The clouds disappearing
The sun will be coming to guide me
Wherever I go
I want you to know
That I carry your smile beside me
Woooah...
The slowly shifting fog is lifting now
And I see the road I’ll be taking
Donderdag 17 april 1975
Chaque Jour À La Même Heure
Chaque Jour À La Même Heure
((Adapted from: Early In The Morning (Vanity Fare) - 1969))
Composer(s): Eddie Seago - Mike Leander - Jacques Plante
Performer(s): Claude François - 1969
La nuit je m'ennuie de toi
La vie c'est si long sans toi
J'attends le soleil qui me réveille
Chaque jour à la même heure
J'ouvre les volets de ma demeure
Dans le vent d'automne qui m'effleure
Je vois se lever le jour
Pour calmer mon impatience
Je voudrais déjà savoir d'avance
Si le soir venu j'aurai la chance
De te voir enfin de retour
La vie continue toujours
La vie c'est de l'eau qui court
Chacun son destin et ses chagrins
Chaque jour à la même heure
Des gens se marient et d'autres meurent
Des enfants sourient et d'autres pleurent
C'est ainsi depuis toujours
On ne peut changer le monde
Mais je me dis à chaque seconde
Que ma joie sera toujours profonde
Grâce à ton amour...
La nuit je m'ennuie de toi
La vie c'est si long sans toi
Mais tout fini bien quand tu reviens
Chaque jour à la même heure
J'ouvre les volets de ma demeure
Dans le vent d'automne qui m'effleure
Je vois se lever le jour
Pour calmer mon impatience
Je voudrais déjà savoir d'avance
Si le soir venu j'aurai la chance
De te voir enfin de retour
La vie continue toujours
La vie c'est de l'eau qui court
Chacun son destin et ses chagrins
Chaque jour à la même heure
Des gens se marient et d'autres meurent
Des enfants sourient et d'autres pleurent
C'est ainsi depuis toujours
On ne peut changer le monde
Mais je me dis à chaque seconde
Que ma joie sera toujours profonde
Grâce à ton amour...
Donderdag 17 april 1975
Funky Worm
Funky Worm
Composer(s): Leroy "Sugarfoot" Bonner; M. Jones;
Ralph "Pee Wee" Middlebrooks; Walter "Junie" Morrison;
Norman Napier; Andrew Noland; M. Pierce; Gregory Webster
Performer(s): The Ohio Players
You're a little late
so step right this way and we'll get started
Granny:
What?
Say it now?
Oh
say it now, say it now
Ahem!
Me and the Ohio Players are gonna tell you about a worm
He's the funkiest worm in the world
Alright
Sing it, Clarence
Clarence:
Theres' a worm in the ground, yes there is
Granny:
Thats right
Clarence:
he's six feet long
Granny:
six feet long
Clarence:
he only comes around
Granny:
when he wants to get down
But when he comes out of his hole
He sounds something like this
Granny:
oh that's funky
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
Alright
Sing it again, Clarence
Clarence:
and through all the land, yeah
Granny:
yeah
Clarence:
he plays in a band
Granny:
plays in a band
Clarence:
plays guitar without any hands
Pretty good, I might add
Granny:
yeah, when he grabs his guitar and starts to pluck
Everybody wants to get up and dance
Granny:
ah, get it baby
Don't, don't, don't
Don't fight the feeling
Don't fight it
Hey, don't stop now honey, get down
I'm his manager, heh heh
Gonna make a million dollars
I get it all, cause he can't spend it
There he goes
Goin' back in his hole, just the same way he came out
Do we get paid for this?
I just wanted to make sure
We do?
OK
Woensdag 16 april 1975
The Light Comes From Within
The Light Comes From Within
Performer(s): Linda McCartney
You say I'm lazy
You say I don't fit
Takes one to know one
You make me sick
You say I'm simple
You say I'm a hick
You're f***ing no one
You stupid d**k
Oppression won't win
The light comes from within
I need a sense of cause
I wanna smell the flowers
You need complete control
You wanna build more towers
You try to change me if you could
I see the trees, you saw the wood
You say I'm different
You say we don't click
I say you're crazy
You make me sick
I say you're greedy because you scheme
You say I'm foolish because I dream
Oppression won't win
The light comes from within
I need a sense of cause
I wanna smell the flowers
You need complete control
You wanna build more towers
I say you're greedy because you scheme
You say I'm foolish because I dream
Oppression won't win
The light comes from within
Woensdag 16 april 1975
Chaque Instant De Chaque Jour
Chaque Instant De Chaque Jour
((Adapted from: Any Old Time Of The Day (Dionne Warwick) - 1963))
((Italian Version: Questo Amore È Per Sempre (Dalida) - 1966))
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David - Michèle Vendôme
Performer(s): Sheila - 1964
Pourquoi dire adieu, tu reviendras
Tu dois partir
Mais ça ne change rien pour nous
Ton avenir peut bien t'entraîner loin de tout
Pour toi
Chaque instant de chaque jour
Je serai là
Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais
Si tu as besoin de moi
Souviens t'en
Je t'attends
C'est pourquoi
Ne pense pas que si le chagrin suit tes pas
Il te faudra te consoler dans d'autres bras
Pour toi
Chaque instant de chaque jour je serai là
Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais
Nul ne te remplaceras
Souviens t'en
Je t'attends
Il suffira d'un mot de toi pour m'appeler
Et je viendrai
Puisque demain on doit se séparer tous deux
Alors je veux te dire tout simplement ce que jamais
Je n'ai voulu dire à personne
Avant toi
Pour toi
Chaque instant de chaque jour
Je serai là
Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais
Si tu as besoin de moi
Souviens t'en
Je t'attends
Il suffira d'un mot de toi pour m'appeler
Et je viendrai
Puisque demain on doit se séparer tous deux
Alors je veux te dire tout simplement ce que jamais
Je n'ai voulu dire à personne avant
Toi
Woensdag 16 april 1975
Funky Street
Funky Street
Composer(s): Arthur Conley; Earl Simms
Performer(s): Arthur Conley;
BB Band; Sam & Dave; Fatal Flowers;
Herbie Goins & Soultimers; Ike & Tina Turner
One used to be the shotgun
Two used to be the bad boogaloo
Three used to be the swing shingaling
Four used to be the funky four fingers
Down on Funky Street, diggin' the funky beat
Down on Funky Street, that's where the grooviest people meet
From Atlanta, Georgia, goin' on down to the border
Every boy is dancin' with somebody's daughter
Groovin' in the city, got to get down with it
Down on Funky Street we`re diggin that funky beat
Down on Funky Street, that's where the grooviest people meet
Jump up and down and move all around
Bend your knees half way down to the ground
Move it to the west and to the south
Turn it around and kick your partner in the mouth
Down on Funky Street, diggin the funky beat
Down on Funky Street that's where the grooviest people meet
Sweet soul music is in the air
People are comin' from everywhere
Comin' from the east, comin' from the west
Dancin with the one they love the best
One, c'mon everybody, you got to hit the floor
Three, c'mon baby and go with me
Two used be the bad boogaloo
One, got to have just a little fun
Down on Funky Street, diggin the funky beat
Down on funky street, diggin the funky beat
Down on ............................
Dinsdag 15 april 1975
The Letter That Never Reached Home
The Letter That Never Reached Home
Composer(s): Edgar Leslie - Bernie Grossman - Archie Gottler
Just after the fray where brave soldiers lay upon the field
their comrades came to carry them away
they picked up a note some poor fellow wrote
they read it with a tear dimmed
eye 'twas a soldier's last good bye
He's only just one a husband or son who knows
but what he left before his work on earth was done
but some one may yearn for some one's return
and never know just where he went or the message that he sent
Just an old fashioned letter that lay on the ground
it came from a soldier boy's heart
before he ever could send it he had to end it
"I love you" was all he could start
It was found without an address not even a name, so his message will never be known
only God in His might, know's who waiting tonight for the letter that never reached home
Dinsdag 15 april 1975
Chaque Fois Que J'aime
Chaque Fois Que J'aime
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Chaque fois que j'aime
Tout m'enivre et tout me prends
Pourtant c'est toujours pareil et différent
Chaque fois que j'aime
Je redécouvre encore la vie
Et je suis prêt à faire mille folies
C'est comme un premier soleil qui me brûle
Un de ces jours merveilleux de printemps
Qui me tire d'un sommeil ridicule
Le coeur battant
Comme un enfant
Chaque fois que j'aime
Je sais bien que c'est pour toujours
Et je donne à coeur veux-tu de cet amour
C'est toujours de même
Je n'ai rien connu de plus beau
Car chaque fois que j'aime c'est nouveau
Chaque fois que j'aime
Tout en moi paraît anormal
Et mon coeur frappe si fort qu'il m'en fait mal
Chaque fois que j'aime
J'entre dans un monde fermé
Où la raison d'être est aimer pour aimer
Je perds la notion du temps et des choses
Je rêve encore un peu plus chaque jour
Et les questions que souvent je me pose
Tournent autour
De mon amour
Chaque fois que j'aime
Mon bonheur me semble si grand
Que je crois n'avoir jamais aimé autant
C'est toujours de même
J'arrête ma vie et le temps
Car chaque fois que j'aime
Chaque fois que j'aime
Chaque fois que j'aime
J'ai vingt ans
Dinsdag 15 april 1975
Funky Fever
