Maandag 22 maart 1993
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Maandag 22 maart 1993
Hey Jules
Hey Jules
English Title: Hey Jude
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
Performer(s): Les Beadochons;
and various other artists
Hey Jules, qui c’est c’gros tas?
Une meuf comme ça
On la garde pour soi
T’as pas peur de patauger dans le beurre
Pour sûr tu aimes quand y’a d’l’ampleur
Hey Jules, ç’a pas l’air frais
Est-ce un bon coup
Avoue vieux farceur
Sois pas brute, j’ai pas dit qu’c’était une pute
J’ai pas fait d’gym, j’ai un souffle au coeur
Même si j’me marre, ça m’fait d’la peine
Hey Jules, c’est vrai, elle défie les lois de l’apesanteur
Bien sûr si t’y vas aux coups d’boule, défends ta poule
J’y vois plus qu’du noir derrière mes coquards
Nanananananananana...
Hey Jules, tiens!
T’es plus là
J’peux déconner sur ton tas d’foie gras
Cette silhouette pure gélatine et saindoux
Triple menton et rien qu’du mou
On peut dire qu’tu aimes les gonzesses qui suintent la graisse
Quinze tonnes de nibards raclant le trottoir
J’espère qu’tu t’mets pas dessous
Hey Jules, pas fou
Vu l’poids c’est un crime, le matelas prend peur
Nanananananananana...
Hey Jules, te maries pas
Tu perds ton temps, avec ma p’tite soeur
Oui beau-frère, allez!
On s’voit tout à l’heure
J’rentre à la maison, la bise à ma soeur...
Lalalalalalalalalalala
Hey Jules (Ad Lib)
Zondag 21 maart 1993
Run & Hide
Run & Hide
Composer(s): David Brandes - Jane Tempest - John O'Flynn
First performance by: Gracia - 2005
You'd better run and hide
Twenty five dollars wasted on you
Got you out of trouble, but you'll soon
Come by
For another try
You're a friend of mine and I know
Only crooked places you can go
Your eyes
Conveyed too many lies
You'd better run and hide
Too many girls have cried
Oh no, no, no, why
Do I feel sorry?
You'd better run and hide
Too many dreams have died
Oh no, no, no, why
Do I still worry?
You'd better run and
You'd better run and hide
Twenty five reasons to leave you
But I'm still feeling kinda blue
Inside
Watching our worlds collide
Baby, gotta see you as you are
Wipe the rest of yearning out of my heart
And try
To say that last goodbye
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
You'd better run and hide
Too many girls have cried
Oh no, no, no, why
Do I feel sorry?
You'd better run and hide
Too many dreams have died
Oh no, no, no, why
Do I still worry?
Yeah, yeah...
No, no, no, no
I still worry
You'd better run and hide
Hide
You'd better run and hide
You'd better run and hide
Zondag 21 maart 1993
Hey Jude
Hey Jude
French Title: Hey Jules
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
Performer(s): The Beatles
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
Hey Jude, don't let me down
You have found her, now go and get her
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin
You're waiting for someone to perform with
And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do
The movement you need is on your shoulder
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her under your skin
Then you'll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh
Da da da da da da, da da da, hey Jude...
Zaterdag 20 maart 1993
Stand The Ghetto
Stand The Ghetto
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Si tu danses reggae
Si tu danses reggae
Tu balances reggae
Sans défense reggae
S'est spécial reggae
Infernal reggae
Ça commence à cogner
Comme un cœur régulier
I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto
Tout l'monde danse, tu te traînes
Tout l'monde fume et tu bois
Downtown, ça enchaîne
Dans les rhumbars en bois
Quand ça cause le reggae
Ça explose reggae
C'est le seul reggae
Qui déboule reggae
I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto
Derrière les barbelés
Trois rangés bien gardées
Ils attendent de crever
De sortir de braquer
Pour le flingue dans ta poche
T'es coincé à gun court
Jusque-là le reggae
Viendra t'réveiller
I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto
Elle est noire et dorée
Elle est belle à crever
Regarde-la marcher
Et danser son reggae
Fait trop chaud pour chanter
Fait trop soif pour noter
Trop beau pour t'expliquer
Ce qui s'passe dans l'reggae
I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto
Zaterdag 20 maart 1993
Hey Joe!
Hey Joe!
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant
Performer(s): Frankie Laine;
and various other artists
Hey Joe!
Where'd ya find that pearly girlie
Where'd ya get that jolly dolly
How did ya rate that dish I wish was mine
Hey Joe!
She's got skin that's creamy dreamy
Eyes that look so lovey-dovey
Lips as red as cherry berry wine
Now listen Joe, I ain't no heel
But oh buddy let me tell you how I feel
She's a honey, she's a sugar pie
I'm warnin' you I'm gonna try to steal her from you
Hey Joe!
Though we've been the best of friends
This is where that friendship ends
I gotta have that dolly for my own
(Hey Joe!)
(Hey Joe!)
Hey Joe!
Come on let's be buddy buddies
Show me you're my palsy-walsy
Introduce that pretty little chick to me
Hey Joe!
Quit that waitin', hesitatin'
Let me at `er, what's the matter
You're as slow as any Joe can be
Now come on Joe let's make a deal
Let me dance with her to see if she is real
She's the cutest girl I've ever seen
An' I tell ya face to face I mean to steal her from you
Hey Joe!
We'll be friends until the end
But this looks like the end my friend
I gotta have that dolly for my own
I've gotta have that dolly for my own
(Hey Joe, Hey Joe)
Vrijdag 19 maart 1993
Make My Day (Martin Vucic)
Make My Day
Composer(s): Dragan Vucic - Branka Kostic
First performance by: Martin Vucic - 2005
Ley lala ley la... lala ley lala ley la...
Lala ley lala ley la... lala ley lalala...
Ley lala ley la... lala ley lala ley la...
Lala ley lala ley la... lala ley lalala...
Day after day, time after time
You just try to make me cry
Hand in your hand, tears in my eyes
I pretend you make me fly
But honestly, it's plain to see
I'm not the man to be
Your cuddly toy, I am the boy
Who will break up with you to be free
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
Ley lala ley la... lala ley lala ley la...
Lala ley lala ley la... lala ley lalala...
Day after day, time after time
You just try to make me cry
But don't you see that I am the boy
Who will break up with you to be free?
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
(Make my day) Shake it now, baby
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
Make my day
Vrijdag 19 maart 1993
Hey Joe (Johnny Hallyday)
Hey Joe
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Hey Joe
Court pas comme ça, dis
Y a pas le feu chez toi
Hey Joe
Vient dire bonjour
T'en mourras pas
Moi j'rentre à l'heure qu'il m'plait
J'ai même plus de montre
J'ai tout mon temps
Ce qui m'attend chez moi
Je le sais
Rien qu'un lit froid
Sans personne dedans
Hey Joe
Si on parlait, hein
Mais de quoi?
Hey Joe
Le Vietnam, la bombe
Tu t'en fous de tout ça
Comme tu dis, la vie
C'est le métro à six heures
Et chacun pour soi
Mais pour toi Joe
Y a toujours une place
Mais pas pour moi
Pourquoi?
Hey hey Joe
Pourquoi t'as de la chance plein les doigts?
Hey, hey Joe
En naissant t'as marché dans quoi?
T'as toujours les poches pleines
La voiture de l'année
Dis donc, ma parole, on en oublie
Que t'es si laid
Moi Joe, tu vois, je n'ai plus rien
Je pensais avoir une fille
Bien à moi
Mais il paraît Joe
Qu'elle dort maintenant entre tes draps, bravo!
Tu vois Joe
Hier je rêvais d'avoir ta peau
Mais Joe
Je préfère te voir souffrir
Et de cette fille, je t'en fais cadeau
Allez bonne chance Joe...
Donderdag 18 maart 1993
Stand Tall
Stand Tall
Composer(s): Burton Cummings
Performer(s): Burton Cummings
Never been this blue
Never knew the meaning of a heartache
But then again, I've never lost at love before
Somewhere down the road
Maybe all these years will find some meaning
I just can't think about it now, or live 'em out anymore
Stand tall, don't you fall oh, don't go and do something foolish
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
Stand tall, don't you fall
Don't go do something you'll regret later
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
Never lasted so long
Or through so much - or through so many
I just can't believe you could throw it all away
Sometimes late at night
when there's nothing here except my old piano
I'd almost give my hands to make you see my way
Stand tall, don't you fall oh, don't go and do something foolish
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
You got me down on my knees for ya, mama
Stand tall, don't you fall
Don't go do something you'll regret later
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
Donderdag 18 maart 1993
Hey Joe (Jimi Hendrix)
Hey Joe
Composer(s): Billy Roberts
Performer(s): Jimi Hendrix
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand
I'm going down to shoot my old lady
You know, I've caught her messin' around with another man
I'm going down to shoot my old lady
You know, I've caught her messin' around with another man
And that ain't too cool
Hey Joe, I've heard you shot your woman down,
shot her down, now
I said I've heard you shot your old lady down,
You shot her down to the ground
Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught her messin' round, messin' round town
Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught my old lady messin' around town
And I gave her the gun
I shot her!
Hey Joe, alright
Shoot her one more time, baby
Hey Joe, said now
Where you gonna run to now?
Where you gonna run to?
Hey Joe, I said where you gonna run to now?
Where you, where you gonna go?
Well, dig it
I'm goin' way down south
Way down to Mexico way
Alright!
I'm goin' way down south
Way down where I can be free
Ain't no one gonna find me
Ain't no hangman gonna
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now
Hey Joe, you better run on down
Good by everybody
Hey Joe, uhh
Run on down
Woensdag 17 maart 1993
Las Vegas
Las Vegas
Composer(s): Niklas Edberger - Tobias Lundgren - Tim Larsson - Johan Fransson
First performance by: Martin Stenmarck - 2005
I've got a room here at the Mandalay Bay
I'll take a shower then I'm on my way
I'll bring a friend if someone picks a fight
Here in Las Vegas tonight
It's close to midnight when I hit The Strip
The maiden voyage on my Vegas trip
The night is young and everything's all right
Here in Las Vegas tonight
Dancing girls and cabarets
You can spend your money in a million ways
Let's have a ball
The winner takes it all
In Las Vegas, in the neon lights
You'll be a star if you do it right
In Las Vegas, oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
In Las Vegas, can't believe your eyes
Your luck can turn in a throw of a dice
In Las Vegas, oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
Here in Las Vegas tonight
I'm leaving with a million dollar smile
The hotel manager can check my file
Fred the limo driver's asking polite:
"Leaving Las Vegas tonight?"
Dancing girls and cabarets
You can spend your money in a million ways
Let's have a ball
The winner takes it all
In Las Vegas, in the neon lights
You'll be a star if you do it right
In Las Vegas, oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
Hey, yeah, yeah...
(In Las Vegas)
In Las Vegas
In Las Vegas, in the neon lights
You'll be a star if you do it right
(In Las Vegas) Oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
In Las Vegas, can't believe your eyes
Your luck can turn in a throw of a dice
In Las Vegas, oh oh oh...
You better hold on tight
Here in Las Vegas tonight
Woensdag 17 maart 1993
Hey Jean, Hey Dean
Hey Jean, Hey Dean
Composer(s): Ernie Maresca; Lou Zerato
Performer(s): Dean & Jean
Well, it's Saturday night
So let's have a party, hey, Jean
(Hey, hey, what do you say)
Let's get together and
Take out the record machine
(Ho, ho, what do you know)
I'd rather dance to a song that's groovy
I like it better than a western movie
I know the landlady wants the rent
So let's have a party
Though the money's all spent
And then we'll stomp, stomp
Stomp and stomp our feet
We're gonna clap, clap, clap
Let's start our own beat
And then we'll scream
Scream, scream on top of it
We'll make the best of it
I got your message and I know
What you mean, now Dean
(Hey, hey, know what you mean)
You forgot that you went out
And pawned our machine
(Ho, ho, pawned our machine)
The finance company man was here
He took the tv and he took our chairs
I bought a candle that burns real bright
In case they decide they want
To turn out the lights
We're gonna, call, call
Call, call all our friends
We're gonna let them know
When the party begins
And then we'll groove
Groove, groove, groove it a bit
We'll make the best of it
Hey Dean, you really caused a scene
(Hey, hey, caused a scene)
Hey Jean, now you know what I mean
(Ho, ho, know what I mean)
Everyone is having a ball
They're even dancing all out in the hall
The landlady says the music's too loud
But when she saw the fun we had
She joined the crowd
And she said stomp, stomp
Stomp, stomp your feet
Come on, let's clap, clap, clap
Let's start our own beat
And then we'll shout
Shout, shout on top of it
We'll make the best of it
Dinsdag 16 maart 1993
Stand On It
Stand On It
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
First release by: Bruce Springsteen - 1985
Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up on his back
Well as he passed the stands he was feelin' all tuckered out
When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout
"Stand on it, come on boy, stand on it"
Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but she just couldn't get a hand on it
Racin' some Red Hill boys, she had the deed to the ranch and a grand on it
With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line
She blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39
He hollered "Stand on it, go 'head baby, stand on it"
Well now when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well, if your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy, stand on it
Well if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl; go see a rock and roll band
And stand on it
Come on man, stand on it
Well now Columbus he discovered America even though he hadn't planned on it
He got lost and woke up one morning when he's about to land on it
He wouldn't of got out of Italy, man that's for sure
Without Queen Isabella standing on the shore
Shouting "Stand on it, go ahead man, stand on it"
Well now when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well, if your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy, stand on it
Well if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl; go see a rock and roll band
And stand on it
Come on man, stand on it
Bobby was leadin' the pack, he settled back and he got ready for the long haul
Well fifty yards from the finish line somebody roared up and they blew him into the wall
Well he rolled over twice, lucky to survive
Layin' in the back of the ambulance more dead than alive
Somebody shouted "Man, you call that drivin'?
Why didn't you stand on it"
Dinsdag 16 maart 1993
Hey Hey
Hey Hey
Composer(s): Big Bill Broonzy
Performer(s): Eric Clapton
Hey hey
Hey hey, baby, hey
Hey hey
Hey hey, baby, hey
I love you baby
Sure ain't gonna be your dog
Hey hey
Hey hey, baby, hey
Hey hey
Hey hey, baby, hey
My arms around you baby
All I can say is hey
Hey hey
Hey hey, baby, hey
Hey hey
Hey hey, baby, hey
I love you baby
Sure ain't gonna be your dog
Hey hey
You lost your good thing now
Hey hey
You lost your good thing now
You had me fooled
I found it out somehow
Maandag 15 maart 1993
Talking To You
Talking To You
Composer(s): Andreas Mørck - Jacob Launbjerg
First performance by: Jakob Sveistrup - 2005
You nailed me to the floor with just one look
I'll sail any ocean, to show my devotion
If only I could open up your eyes
And get your attention, a brand new dimension
Connect your inner line
And tell me that you're mine
M-mh, yeah
I'm talking to you, through my heart
Talking to you girl, just tell me where to start
I wanna get through, right away
Wanna get through now, can't wait another day
You're all I hoped to find
I've never felt like this before
I got to make you mine
I wonder how it feels to be with you
Imagination, my sweet temptation
I just can't get enough
I'm desperate, desperate for your love
I'm talking to you, through my heart
Talking to you girl, just tell me where to start
I wanna get through, right away
Wanna get through now, can't wait another day
You're all I hoped to find
I've never felt like this before
I've got to make you mine
(I'm talking to, I'm talking to you)
I'm talking to you, baby
(I wanna get, I wanna get through)
I wanna get through
(I'm talking to you, through my heart)
Talking to you girl, just tell me where to start
(I wanna get through, right away)
Wanna get through (wanna get through now)
Can't wait another day
You're all I hoped to find
I've never felt like this before
I know you will be mine
I'm talking to you
Maandag 15 maart 1993
Hey Gyp
Hey Gyp
Composer(s): Donovan Leitch
Performer(s): The Animals; Les Homewreckers;
Keith Shields; The Soul Survivors
I'll buy you a Chevrolet, I'll buy you a Chevrolet
I'll buy you a Chevrolet if you'll just give me some of your love girl
Please give me some of your love, please give me some of your love girl, all right
I'll buy you a Ford Mustang, I'll buy you a Ford Mustang
I'll buy you a Ford Mustang if you'll just give me some of your love now
Yeah, give me some of your love girl, yeah, you know what I want
I'll buy you a Cadillac, ah, ah, I'll buy you a Cadillac
I'll buy you a Cadillac if you'll just give me some of your love now, yeah
Give me some of your love woman, all right
Yes, I will
I'll buy you a house on a hill, I'll buy you a house on a hill
I'll buy you a mansion on a hill if you just give me some of your love now, now, now
Give me some of your love, good good lovin, all right, all right
I don't want your Cadillac, I don't want your Cadillac, long and shiny and black
I don't want your Cadillac, boy, I don't want your Cadillac, yeah
Woman can't you hear my heartbeat?
Can't you hear my heartbeat?
Whoa, can't you hear my heartbeat?
I just need some of your love girl, I need some of your love now, yes I do
Can't you hear my heartbeat?
Can't you hear my heartbeat?
Don't you hear my heart?
Yeah, hear my heartbeat, up
My heartbeat, yeah
I'm going under your spell, like thunder, help
Help, help, help me, yeah, all right
I'll take your Cadillac, I'll take your Cadillac, all shiny and black
I'm gonna take your Cadillac, boy, take your Cadillac, now
Take your Cadillac, now, take your Cadillac
Give me your love
Give me your love
Whoa, love, oh love
Give me your love
Give me your love
Zondag 14 maart 1993
Stand In The Fire
Stand In The Fire
Composer(s): Diane Warren
Performer(s): Mickey Thomas
Whoa
Out in the street
Out in the night
Out on your own
You don't care when
They say it's tough
Makin' it through
Cos nothing can stop
This dream inside you
In this world, you take your chances
In this world, you do your best
In this life, sometimes you've got to
Stand in the fire
Go to the wire
Dreams and desires
They will lead you home
Whoa
Movin' ahead
Straight to the top
To get all you want
You give all you got
Puttin' it all
Out on the line
You go to the wall
But you won't mind
Cos it's a test
A test of courage
It's a game
You play to win
Gotta face some hard times
But to touch the flame
You know you've got to
Stand in the fire
Go to the wire
Dreams and desires
They will lead you
Stand in the fire
Go to the wire
Dreams and desires
They will lead you home
In this world, you take your chances
In this world, you do your best
In this life, sometimes you've got to
(Stand in the fire, go to the wire)
(Dreams and desire) They will lead you
Stand
Stand in the fire
Go to the wire
Dreams and desire
They will lead you
Stand in the fire
Go to the wire (In this world, you take your chances)
Dreams and desire
They will lead you
Zondag 14 maart 1993
Hey Grandma
Hey Grandma
Composer(s): Jerry Miller; Don Stevenson
Performer(s): Moby Grape; The Move
Hey Grandma, you're so young
Your old man's just a boy
Been a long time this time (pow-pow-pow)
Been a long time this time (pow-pow-pow)
Been a long time this time round, this time round
Everything is upside down, upside down
Sure lookin' good
You're lookin' so good
You're sure lookin' good
SF freak scene was on my mind
Fillmore Slim is just a-wasting time
Well I got high this time (pow-pow-pow)
Well I got high this time (pow-pow-pow)
Well I got high this time round, this time round
Everything is upside down, upside down
Cause your lookin' good
You're lookin' so good
You're sure lookin' good
Zaterdag 13 maart 1993
Hasheket Shenish'ar
Hasheket Shenish'ar
First performance by: Shiri Maimon - 2005
Hayiti ke'iveret le'or hayom
merov hahigayon lo nish'ar makom
ro'edet leyadcha
vehasam shebi od lo nigmar
noshemet li mimcha vehata'am kvar mar
Hamabat acher vehakor choder
atah mistater, et gufi shover
hamabat acher vehakor choder
ech od yom over bli neshimah
Lailah ba le'at, hazman ne'etzar
lailah ve'atah hasheket shenish'ar
reg'a echad nofelet itcha
besof hamischak
Ba'erev shuv chomeket maharechov
metoch ha'afelah
menasah lachshov od k'tzat aleicha
overet od dakah arukah shemargishah k'mo netzach
verek bil'adecha
Hamabat acher vehakor choder
ech od yom over bli neshimah
Lailah ba le'at, hazman ne'etzar
lailah ve'atah hasheket shenish'ar
reg'a echad nofelet itcha
besof hamischak
Hazman ne'etzar
lailah ve'atah hasheket shenish'ar
reg'a echad nofelet itcha besof hamischak
(ve'atah hasheket shenish'ar)
Zaterdag 13 maart 1993
Hey Girl Don't Bother Me
