Maandag 29 december 1997
Agnes
Dit blog (met dank aan seniorennet) is enkel voor NIET-commerciële doeleinden.
Alle songteksten zijn uitsluitend eigendom van hun respectievelijke copyright eigenaars; dus ga de muziek kopen die je mooi vindt, zo steun je de artiest.
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All lyrics are the copyright of their respective owners; you are encouraged to go buy their music.
Agnes
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Maandag 29 december 1997
When (The Kalin Twins)
When
Composer(s): Clint Ballard Jr.; Hank Hunter
Performer(s): The Kalin Twins
When, when you smile, when you smile at me
Well, well I know our love will always be
When, when you kiss, when you kiss me right
I, I don't want to ever say good night
I need you
I want you near me
I love you
Yes I do and I hope you hear me
When, when I say, when I say "Be mine"
If, if you will
I know all will be fine
When will you be mine?
Oh baby, I need you
I want you near me
I love you
Yes I do and I hope you hear me when
When, when you smile, when you smile at me
Well, well I know our love will always be
When, when you kiss, when you kiss me right
I, I don't want to ever say good night
I need you
I want you near me
I love you
Yes, I do and I hope you hear me
When, when I say, when I say "Be mine"
If, if you will
I know all will be fine
When will you be mine?
Zondag 28 december 1997
Aghani, Aghani
Aghani, Aghani
Composer(s): Jeff Barnel - Samir Habib - Jahine Salah
Performer(s): Dalida
Aghani Aghani Aghani
Wahshani ketir Wahshani
Aghani Aghani Aghani
Fi sawani terouh wakhdani
Lezaman el kheir wel baraka
Bein ahly we bein khelany
Aghani Aghani Aghani
Wahshani
Enta enta walantash dari
Enta enta ana 'einy we nari
Enta enta walantash dari
Enta enta ana 'einy we nari
Welli bahebo bardou enta, bardo enta
Ya gamil, ya gamil, ya gamil, 'ala hobak banly dalil
Ya gamil, ya gamil, ya gamil, 'ala hobak banly dalil
Wana khayef alby yemil, ya mehayar alby ma'ak
Ya megari fekri warak
khayef la roh fi hawak
Teshghelny we tehayarni
Mala ash elli sabarni
Teshghelny we tehayarni
Mala ash elli sabarni
Ah ya zein
Ah ya zein
Ah ya zein el 'abedine
Ya ward, ya ward mefatah bein el basatine
Aghani Aghani Aghani
Wahshani ketir Wahshani
Atzakarha waghaniha
Fi sawani terouh wakhdani
Lezaman el kheir wel baraka
Bein ahly we bein khelany
Yamma el amar 'al bab, nawar anadilo
yamma el amar 'al bab, nawar anadilo
yamma arod el bab, wala anadilo
Anadilo yamma amma
El amh el leila, el leila, leilet 'eido
Ya rab tebarek, tebarek we tezido
Ya rab tebarek ya rab
Ya rab tebarek ya rab
Ya rab tebarek we tzido
Dayman 'alabali, 'aishine fi khayali
Ya habaeib albi fil watan el ghali
Dayman wayako, rohi sam'ako
Dayba we haymana fi aghani hawako
'ala ad el shoq elly fi 'eyouni ya gamil sallem
Ana yama 'eyouni 3aleik saalouni we yama bataalem
Ahouak watmana law ansak
Wansa rohi wayak
Wenda'et teba fedak
Law tensani
Fi loak el donya tegini ma'ak
We redah yeba redak
Ya deblet el khotoba, 'obalna kollena
Wenebni touba touba fi 'eish hobena
Nethana bel khotoba we neoul mein albena
Ya deblet el khotoba, we 'obalna kollena
Zourouni kol sana mara haram tensouni bel mara
Zourouni kol sana mara haram tensouni bel mara
Zourouni, zourouni
Zourouni, zourouni
Zourouni, zourouni
Baladi ya baladi, ana 'ayeza arawah baladi
Baladi ya baladi
Ah ya baladi
Di a aghani beladi, zadi we zowadi
We hanine el madi, hanine el madi
Dayam 'ala bali 'ayshine fi khayali
Ya habayeb albi fi el watan el ghali
Aghani Aghani Aghani
Wahshani ketir Wahshani
Aghani Aghani Aghani
Fi sawani terouh wakhdani
Lezaman el kheir wel baraka
Bein ahly we bein khelany
We aghani, aghani, aghani
Aghani, aghani, aghani
Aghani, aghani, aghani
Wahshaaaaani
Zondag 28 december 1997
Wheezy Anna
Wheezy Anna
Composer(s): Leslie Sarony
Performer(s): Ray Noble
There’s a girl, a great big girl, and all who’ve ever seen her
They know that every time she breathes she’s like a concertina
When she was young she bought a small mouth-organ for a tanner
She swallowed it and ever since they call her Wheezy Anna
Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, down where the watermelons grow
(And they’ve got big pips in)
Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, she’s the grandest girl I know
Who’s got eyes that are the best? - Wheezy Anna
One looks east and the other looks west - Wheezy Anna
Who’s got eyes as black as night? – Wheezy Anna
With the left one blacker than the right – Wheezy Anna
Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, down where the watermelons grow
(Melons wet your ears so)
Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, she’s the grandest girl I know
Who’s got teeth that are so bright? – Wheezy Anna
Like the stars, come out at night – Wheezy Anna
Who’s conceited – boy, and how? Wheezy Anna
When it thunders, takes a bow – Wheezy Anna
Who’s the fattest girl in town – Wheezy Anna
Who’s the female Teddy Brown – Wheezy Anna
When she tries to phone, they say - Wheezy Anna
Always presses Button ‘A’ – Wheezy Anna
Wheezy Anna, Anna, Wheezy Anna, Anna – down where the watermelons grow
(All the flies came off them)
Wheezy Anna, Anna, Wheezy Anna, she’s the grandest girl I know
Who’s tattooed upon her back? – Wheezy Anna
Stars and Stripes and Union Jack – Wheezy Anna
Snakes and things upon her vest – Wheezy Anna
Close your eyes and guess the rest – Wheezy Anna
Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, down where the watermelons grow
(Like a great big football)
Wheezy Anna, Wheezy Anna, she’s the grandest girl I know
Zaterdag 27 december 1997
Aggravation
Aggravation
Composer(s): Ray Davies
Performer(s): The Kinks
Life grinds on day after day
In the city streets and motorways
The tension spreads just like a plague
Killing reason on the way
Like wildfire it spreads through the nation
Chocking us with aggravation
Who needs it?
The aggravation the daily goddam hassle
It's a bummer, who gives a dam?
Bumper to bumper in the traffic jam
Clench your jaw, getting all up tight
Breathing fumes, stuck in a tin can
Trapped, trapped
Hate, frustration, no escape
Glaring eyes all filled with hate
Arteries throb, coronaries pound
Aggravation all around
Like wildfire it spreads through the nation
Choking us with aggravation
They won the peace, we lost the war
So what are we still fighting for?
The highway's blocked, is this my end
To follow a Mercedes Benz?
Hey, Mitzibushi and Toyota, who said that the war was over?
Aggravations everywhere, get outta my way get out of my hair
Another jam, another day, another hair is turning grey
I wanna scream, I wanna say
Get outta my hair, get out of my way
Who needs it? Aggravation, aggravation
Had enough of all this aggravation
Tension choking up blocking my circulation
I've had enough, I've had enough of all this aggravation
While traffic jams and tempers break
The city streets are full of hate
The lights are red, it's all too late
How much can a poor man take?
Aggravation in my mind my body and my soul
There's no solution to it all, it's out of control
Out of control
Is it my imagination, am I seeing what is true?
If we are living in damnation
I'd live in hell to be with you, what more can I do?
I gotta violent streak caused by
We're getting uptight, wanna fight, everybody back bite
Now we can't turn back the future's bleak
I gotta mean appetite
I gotta get my daily fill of aggravation
Don't push 'cos I'm really pumped
I'm ready when you are, punk
So step aside, unless your dumb
I'm all wound up with aggravation
Had enough of all this aggravation
Winding up, stress filled, mad intimidation
And it touches all the passers-by
As dog eats dog to stay alive
Then moves on through the population
Till there's mass contamination
With violent streets all filled with fear
Pollution in the atmosphere
The ozone's gone and that's no fun
I've had enough of this, old son
Who needs it?
Aggravation.
And I don't have any answers
I just got an attitude
Do what it takes just to survive it
Another day but I'll get through
What more can I do?
Zaterdag 27 december 1997
Wheels Of Love
Wheels Of Love
Composer(s): Marjy Plant
Performer(s): Emmylou Harris
The wheels of love turn around and around
Keep on rolling till you've found
the perfect partner, somebody just right
to have and hold every day and every night
So she's halfway to Texas with all of her dreams
The world ain't as bad as what it might seem
You got a whole lot of living, honey, left to do
There's still a whole lot of love inside of you
The wheels of love turn around and around
They'll take you for a ride like a merry-go-round
Don't let the heartache hold you down
when there's plenty of love left to be found on the wheels
riding on the wheels of love
Catch you a ride imagine what you might find
Just the right girl at just the right time
Ready and waiting, she'll look you in the eyes
Ah, but the wheels of love will never compromise
So she broke your heart, honey, don't look back
You got to keep on rolling down the track
and maybe the next time you'll keep your feet on the ground
when the wheels of love spin you around
The wheels of love turn around and around
They'll take you for a ride like a merry-go-round
Don't let the heartache hold you down
when there's plenty of love left to be found on the wheels
riding on the wheels of love
The wheels of love turn around and around
They'll take you for a ride like a merry-go-round
Don't let the heartache hold you down
when there's plenty of love left to be found on the wheels
riding on the wheels of love
Oh, the wheels
riding on the wheels of love
Vrijdag 26 december 1997
Aggravatin' Papa
Aggravatin' Papa
Composer(s): Roy Turk - John Robinson - Addie Britt
Performer(s): Bessie Smith
and multiple other artists
I know a drivin' man
They call him Driver Sam
He lives in Birmingham
Way down in Alabam
Now, the other night
He had a fight with a gal named Mandy Brown
She kept on saying he was aggravatin'
And she shouted out to him
Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me!
I said, don't two-time me!
Aggravatin' Papa, treat me kind or let me be
I mean, just let me be!
It's been awhile, I'll get you told
Stop messin' round, sweet jellyroll
If you stay out with a high-brown baby
I'll smack you down, and I don't mean maybe!
Aggravatin' Papa, I'll do anything you say
Anything you say
But when you go struttin', do your strut around my way!
So, papa, just treat me pretty, be nice and kind!
The way you treated me will make me lose my mind!
Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me!
Just treat me pretty, be nice and sweet!
I got a darn forty-four that don't repeat
Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me!
Vrijdag 26 december 1997
Wheels Of Confusion
Wheels Of Confusion
Composer(s): Geezer Butler; Tony Iommi;
Ozzy Osbourne; Bill Ward
Performer(s): Black Sabbath;
Cathedral; New Eden
Long ago I wandered through my mind
in the land of fairy tales and stories
Lost in happiness I knew no fears
Innocence and love was all I knew
was it illusion?
Soon the days went passing into years
Happiness just didn't come so easy
Life was more than fairy tales and daydreams
Innocence was just another word
was it illusion?
Lost in the wheels of confusion
Running through valleys of tears
Eyes full of angered illusion
Hiding in everyday fears
So I found that life is just a game
But you know there's never been a winner
Try your hardest, just to be a loser
The world will still be turning when you're gone
Yeah when you're gone!
Donderdag 25 december 1997
Ages And Ages Ago
Ages And Ages Ago
Composer(s): Gene Autry - Fred Rose - Ray Whitley
Performer(s): Gene Autry
and multiple other artists
I remember when I made you cry
Ages and ages ago
I'll never blame you for our last goodbye
Ages and ages ago
Someone told me when you walked away
That time would make me miss you so
And though it happened only yesterday
It seems like ages and ages ago
Someone told me when you walked away
That time would make me miss you so
And though it happened only yesterday
It seems like ages and ages ago
Someone came along and took my place
How wrong I was to let you go
And though it happened only yesterday
It seems like ages and ages ago
It seems like ages and ages ago
Donderdag 25 december 1997
Wheel Of Fortune
Wheel Of Fortune
Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin; George David Weiss
Performer(s): Johnny Hartman;
and various other artists
The wheel of fortune
Goes spinning around
Will the arrow point my way?
Will this be my day?
Oh, wheel of fortune
Please don't pass me by
Let me know the magic of
A kiss and a sigh
While the wheel is spining, spinning, spinning
I'll not dream of winning fortune or fame
While the wheel is turning, turning, turning
I'll be yearning, yearning
For love's precious flame
Oh, wheel of fortune
I'm hoping somehow
If you ever smile on me
Please let it be now
While the wheel is spining, spinning, spinning
I'll not dream of winning fortune or fame
While the wheel is turning, turning, turning
I'll be yearning, yearning
For love's precious flame
Oh, wheel of fortune
I'm hoping somehow
If you ever smile on me
Please let it be now
Woensdag 24 december 1997
Agents Of The Heart
Agents Of The Heart
Composer(s): Leo Sayer - Alan Tarney
Performer(s): Leo Sayer
Restless as the ocean
Stumbling in the dark
Blinded by emotion
Wishing on a star
Yeah I was yours from the start
And no stranger could tear us apart
Let me in to your heart tonight
When I’m beside you I see the child
In you tonight
I see a wild youth inside of you
Burning so bright
Let my love create the spark
Split the ocean wide apart
Agents of the heart be kind tonight
Yeah I was yours from the start
And no stranger could tear us apart
Agents of the heart please be kind to me tonight
When I’m beside you I see the child
In you tonight
I see a wild youth inside of you
Burning so bright
Let the lightning break the dark
Let your love create the spark
Agents of the heart be kind tonight
Woensdag 24 december 1997
Whaz' Zat
Whaz' Zat
Composer(s): Shawn Phillips
Performer(s): Shawn Phillips
Lightning slaying shadows
In the tremors of the night
While he creeps among the alleys
Bringing fear before the fright
She sleeps in tattered trousers
In the ballroom's decadence
Moaning gently of her dreaming
By escorted precedence
Antiquated babblings
From a constant stream of thought
Sensitively wringing out
The rags that he has caught
Patting yet her bulging belly
She so slowly cries a smile
In anticipated suffering
Of her slowly growing child
He is speeding in a vacuum
Going nowhere but, of course
He might believe in discipline
Of a bloody kind of sort
Naturally a state of race
A never-changing spate of hate
While everything in some weird way
Does manage to relate
To her it doesn't matter more
Its chasms have been leapt
And she leans upon the skepticism of her chosen fate
Stand tall, you spittle-smattered son of man
Stand up, you hear them say
To slap you down and kick your teeth
And smile across the bay
Irrelevant eloquent pleading
Wasn't what she did this year
She passed it by and told a lie
And shed a crystal tear
For him to see, from valley's edge
From 0plateaus in the sand
And yet he has beshit himself
For being just a man
A bragging crowing sort of twit
A cast-off shade of pink
Who's brought himself and all the rest
Unto the very brink
Yet that magic urge
Continues on and plays continuum
A song of pleasure and of pain
Until that will be done
Dinsdag 23 december 1997
Agent Double-O Soul
Agent Double-O Soul
Composer(s): Charles Hatcher - Edwin Starr
Performer(s): Edwin Starr
Double-O-Soul!
I dig rock and roll music
I can do the twine and the jerk
I wear strictly continental suits
And high collared shirts
I´ve got a reputation of bein´
Gentle but bold
And that´s why they call me
Agent Double-O-Soul baby!
Agent Double-O-Soul
They call me Double-O-Soul baby
I´m Agent Double-O-Soul
I don´t carry no pistol
I don´t wear a false mustache
And you´ll never see me carrying
Around a little black bag
My real name´s no secret
But from me it will never be told
I´m just known as Agent Double-O-Soul baby!
Agent Double-O-Soul
They call me Double-O-Soul baby
I´m Agent Double-O-Soul
There once was a fella
Who was down on rock and roll
He couldn´t get himself together
He didn´t have no kind of soul
The office put me on his case
And I tracked him down right away
Now he´s a deejay on a radio show
A station that everybody knows
Call me Double-O-Soul
Call me Double-O-Soul
Double-O-Soul
Double-O-Soul
Double-O-Soul
Double-O-Soul
At my job I work real hard
I´m on the go
Rain, sleet, or snow
I´m Agent Double-O-Soul baby!
I´m Agent Double-O-Soul
They call me Double-O-Soul baby
Dinsdag 23 december 1997
What's Your Story, Morning Glory?
What's Your Story, Morning Glory?
Composer(s): Jack Lawrence; Paul Francis Webster; Mary Lou Williams
Performer(s): Duke Robillard;
and various other artists
What's your story, morning glory
What makes you look so blue
The way that you've been acting
I don't know what to do
For I love you, sure as one and one make two
What's your story, morning glory
Got a feeling there's a lot you're concealing
So, won't you let me know your point of view
What is your story, morning glory
You've got me worried too
The postman came this morning
And left a note for you
Did you read it, then you know that I love you
What's your story, morning glory
Give your answer to this patient romancer
Oh, won't you tell me that you love me too
Maandag 22 december 1997
Aged And Mellow Blues
Aged And Mellow Blues
Composer(s): Johnny Otis - Preston Love
Performer(s): Little Esther
I've got a strange philosophy
Nothing here appeals to me
I like my men like I like my whiskey
Mmm, aged and mellow!
Some girls just can't seem to see
Why these little young cats ain't moving me
But I like my men like I like my whiskey
Mmm, aged and mellow!
There's nothing a greenhorn can do for me
Cause my older daddy suits me to a T
Now I like my men like I like my whiskey
Ooh, aged and mellow!
Now listen youngster, be on your way
Don't bother me til a later day
I like my men like I like my whiskey
Mmm, aged and mellow!
Junior may be young and strong, girl
But I'll take grandpa cause he's had it longer
I like my men like I like my whiskey
Hah, aged and mellow!
Maandag 22 december 1997
What's Your Name?
What's Your Name?
Composer(s): Claude Johnson
Performer(s): Don & Juan
What's your name?
I have seen you before
What's your name?
May I walk you to your door?
It's so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ee
What's your name?
Is it Mary or Sue?
What's your name?
Do I stand a chance with you?
It's so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me
Ooh-ee, ooh-ee, ooh-ee
I stood on this corner waiting for you to come along
So my heart could feel satisf-i-ied
So please let me be your Number One
Under the moon, under the stars, and under the sun
Oh-oh, what's your name? (what's your name?)
Is it Mary or Sue?
What's your name?
Do I stand a chance with you?
It's so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me
Ooh-ee, ooh-ee, ooh-ee
What's your name?
What's your name?
Shooby-doo-bop-bah-dah!!
Zondag 21 december 1997
Age Of Reason
Age Of Reason
Composer(s): Todd Hunter - Johanna Pigott
Performer(s): John Farnham
From the day that we were born we’ve been heading down a track
Sometimes it’s made for good sometimes for bad
But if we look behind us there’s a wave coming down
Carrying us forward to a new age
What about the world around us
How can we fail to see
And now that our fathers have gone
And we’ve been left to carry on
What about the age of reason
So why can’t we be still why can’t we love each other
Is kindness an ancient skill buried by our blindness
And if we look behind us there’s a wind blowing in
To create the age of reason
If we consider carefully the options put before us
So much wisdom so much love so much waiting for us
And if we look ahead there’s the sun and the seasons
Another day another age of reason
Zondag 21 december 1997
What's Your Mama's Name
What's Your Mama's Name
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier - Earl Montgomery
Performer(s): Tanya Tucker
and multiple other artists
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Thirty some odd years ago a young man came to Memphis
Askin' 'bout a rose that used to blossom in his world
People never took the time to mind the young man's questions
Till one day they heard him ask a little green eyed girl
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Does she ever talk about a place called New Orleans
Has she ever mentioned a man named Buford Wilson
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Twenty some odd years ago a drunkard down in Memphis
Lost a month of life and labor to the county jail
Just because he asked a little green eyed girl a question
And offered her a nickel's worth of candy if she'd tell
A year and some odd days ago an old man died in Memphis
Just another wayward soul the county had to claim
Inside the old man's ragged coat they found a faded letter
That said you have a daughter and her eyes are Wilson green
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Does she ever talk about a place called New Orleans
Has she ever mentioned a man named Buford Wilson
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Zaterdag 20 december 1997
Age Of Greed
Age Of Greed
Composer(s): Martin Atkins - Jaz Coleman - K. Walker
Performer(s): Killing Joke
Ten percent of the land
Is the hand that pulls the strings
Be the privileged few (to have to own to hold)
Power over the people yes yes
Power over people
Be the privileged few to have to own to hold
Money property assets before lives
Green gestures of a dying planet
An endless debate only too late
An appetite for glutony
The only way is up the only way is up
But when you are up you have to try and stay there
So you stamp and cheat on people
Champagne breakfats (rewards for the killing)
And a fast waist bulging
Indulging, in what you call good living
But most of all there is too much fat on your heart - pig
A lifestyle of cholesterol
Cross collateralized cholesterol
Saving what's left from profit margin
For what?
I'll tell you what for
For some irrelevant conscience easing charity - Why?
Just to justify! Just to justify!
Look at this utopia
A society based on solid foundations
Educate our children - educate them well
To feather the nest and fuck the rest
(Yes yes feather thenest and fuck the rest)
The waste expands
(As your waist expands)
While others stand at the back of the queue
I mean you
Still the same old security
For your creature comforts
Exchanging the hours of your life
For the cash you've already spent
Eating rubbish so you can pay the rent
Table wine once a week if you'relucky
In comparison
Privatise the people's lives
Be part of the company (or fade!)
The appliance of science to privatise their lives
Water is our business
Electricity is our business
Gas is our business
Lives are our business
Business is our business
Your money - my time
Your stinking industrial bathwater - my wine
Imbalance induces hate
How will you fill the gap
Between the endless buffet
And the scraps of food I have
I feel hate I feel hate
I feel hate I feel hate
(Don't be afraid to show your hate, hate!)
You just treat me like a commodity
You didn't know I couldn't even afford to feed my family
I just want to kill
I just want to take a gun
And put it to your head
And pull the trigger
Zaterdag 20 december 1997
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