Dinsdag 10 augustus 1976
Rock & Roll
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Rock & Roll
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Maandag 9 augustus 1976
The Toy Parade
The Toy Parade
Composer(s): Dave Kahn - Melvyn Leonard - Mort Greene
Hey! Here they come with a rum-tee tum they're having a toy parade
A tin giraffe with a fife and drum is leading the kewpie parade
A gingham cat in a soldier's hat is waving a Chinese fan
A plastic clown in a wedding gown is dancing with Raggedy Ann
Fee fie fiddle dee dee they're crossing the living room floor
Fee fie fiddle dee dee they're up to the dining room door
They call a halt for a choc'late malt or cookies and lemonade
Then off they go with a ho ho ho right back to their toy brigade
Maandag 9 augustus 1976
Come To Me (Marv Johnson)
Come To Me
Composer(s): Berry Gordy - Marv Johnson
First recording/First release by: Marv Johnson & The Rayber Voices - 1958/1959
Come on now, come-a come-a come-a
Come on now, come-a come-a come-a
Come to me, I love you only
Come to me, I'm so lonely
Come to me, I love you only, baby
Well, you said you'll be comin' whenever I need you
And you can bet I'm gonna please you
So come runnin', 'cause now I need you baby
Hey hey, you know I miss you baby
Well, come when the lights are burnin' low
I wanna hear you knock on my door
Tell me baby that you love me so
Love me, love me, love me till you care no more
Come to me, oh I miss you
Come to me, I wanna kiss you
Come to me, oh I miss you baby
Hey hey, you know I miss you baby
Well, come when the lights are burnin' low
I wanna hear you knock on my door
Tell me baby that you love me so
Love me, love me, love me till you care no more
Come to me, oh I miss you
Come to me, I wanna kiss you
Come to me, oh I miss you baby
Hey hey, you know I miss you baby
You that I, I miss you baby
Come on, come on ...
Maandag 9 augustus 1976
Rock & Soul Music
Rock & Soul Music
Composer(s): Bruce Barthol; David Cohen;
Gary "Chicken" Hirsh; Country Joe McDonald; Barry Melton
Performer(s): Country Joe & The Fish
Hmm...
We'd like to take this opportunity now to play you a little thing that
we learned from Mr. James Brown the King of soul music
Now this ain't soul music, mind you, this is rock music
But it's got soul to it, if you can dig that
And now the band would like to play a new riff they just learned
we call a sockin'-it-to-you riff
And it-uh goes something like this
Alright — are you ready boys?
Let me hear you do it one time just once c'mon
Huh! Ah that's it, do it again!
Huh! Oh come on!
Oh it feels so good, do it again!
Alright, come on! Huh!
One more time, come on! Huh!
Now let me hear you do it two times if you can
Huh huh!
Alright, that's good, do it again!
Huh uh
Hmm alright, come on
Huh
Oh yeah, do it again now
Huh uh
Feels so good, once more!
Huh uh
Oh let me hear you do it three times now, huh!
Ah yeah, come on!
Alright! Four times now!
Ahhhh! come on now
Oh, when you hold me, ah
Oh, when you kiss me
Oh, when you love me
It's alright, outasite
Ahhh! you know that you're just d-d-d-d-d-dynamite!
Huh!
I guess you've heard all about rock and roll
You've heard about the music that they call soul
Well, I'm here to tell you what I've been told
'Bout the brand new music called the rock & soul
Rock & soul yeah, that's the music got you walkin' down the street
Clappin' your hands, kickin' your feet, (Rock & soul)
Jumpin' up and down oh it's so groovy, oh rock & soul, yeah
Now everywhere I go, you know that it's always understood
Rock and soul music is doggone good
Now everywhere I go, from Kansas City up to Maine
Rock and soul music's driving people insane
Rock & soul, yes it's the music got you walkin' down the street
Clappin' your hands, kickin' your feet, (Oh rock & soul)
Jumpin' up and down, oh, it's so groovy, rock & soul, rock
on, yeah, huh!
Ha!
Now everywhere I go you know that it's always understood
Rock and soul music is doggone good
Now everywhere I go, from Kansas City up to Maine
Rock and soul music's driving people insane
Rock & soul, yeah it's the music got you walkin' down the street
Clappin' your hands, kickin' your feet, (Rock & soul)
Jumpin' up and down, oh, you're gonna be so outasite, rock & soul yeah
Oh, you know we're al-almost, almost through
You just gotta get one, one, one more little thing together here before we go
Play your bass, son, c'mon, ah yeah c'mon, do it, ha!
Sock it to me
Sock it to me
Sock it to me
Ah! your love is like a rainbow
I said, ha, ah your love is like a rainbow darling
You know your love is like a rainbow
I say hey your love is like a rainbow
Oh, runnin' all around my shoulders
Runnin' all around my shoulders,
You know that your uh love is like a rainbow
Now runnin' all around my shoulders, yeah, and I
Love you, you know I do, alright, huh
Zondag 8 augustus 1976
The Town I Loved So Well
The Town I Loved So Well
Composer(s): Phil Coulter - B. Martin
Performer(s): Phil Coulter
In my memory I will always see
The town that I have loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall
And we laughed through the smoke and smell
Going home in the rain running up the dark lane
Past the jail and down beside the fountain
Those were happy days in so many many ways
In the town I loved so well
In the early morn the shirt factory horn
Called women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog
While the men on the dole played a mothers role
Fed the children and then trained the dog
And when times got tough, there was just about enough
But they saw it through without complaining
For deep inside was a burning pride
In the town I loved so well
There was music there in the Derry air
Like a language that we could all understand
I remember the day when I earned my first pay
as I played in a small pickup band
There I spent my youth and to tell you the truth
I was sad to leave it all behind me
For I'd learned about life and I'd found a wife
In the town I loved so well
But when I returned how my eyes were burned
To see how a town could be brought to it's knees
By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
And the gas that hangs on to every breeze
Now the army's installed by that old gasyard wall
And the damned barbed wire
gets higher and higher
With their tanks and guns
Oh my God, what have they done
To the town I loved so well
Zondag 8 augustus 1976
Come To Me (Bobby Caldwell)
Come To Me
Composer(s): Bobby Caldwell; S. Kari
Performer(s): Bobby Caldwell
Come to me
Let me hold you
In my arms
Darling tonight
Come to me
Come to me
There's no need to stay
Alone this way
Baby come to me
Let me love you honey
Keep you warm
Holding you tight
Come to me
Come to me
All your cares will be history
Come to me
Come to me
I would never mistreat you
I would always, always be around
In this world you'll need someone
I will never let you down
Come to me
Let me love you honey
In my arms
Darling tonight
Come to me
Come to me
All your cares will be history
When you come to me
Zondag 8 augustus 1976
Rock & Roll Fantasy
Rock & Roll Fantasy
Composer(s): Paul Rodgers
Performer(s): Bad Company; Accelerator
Here comes the jesters, one, two three
It`s all part of my fantasy
I love the music and I love to see the crowd
dancin in the aisles and singin out loud
Here comes the dancers one by one
Your mama`s callin but you`re havin fun
You find youre dancin on a number nine cloud
Put your hands together now and sing it out loud
It's all part of my rock 'n roll fantasy
It's all part of my rock 'n roll dream
It's all part of my rock 'n roll fantasy
It's all part of my rock 'n roll dream
Put up the spotlights one and all
And let the feelin get down to your soul
The musics so loud you can hear the sound
Reachin for the sky and churn in up the ground
It's all part of my rock 'n roll fantasy
It's all part of my rock 'n roll dream
It's all part of my rock 'n roll fantasy
It's all part of my rock 'n roll dream
Zaterdag 7 augustus 1976
The Touch Of Your Lips
The Touch Of Your Lips
Composer(s): Ray Noble
First release by: Ray Noble and His Orch. - 1936
Covered by multiple other artists
The touch of your lips upon my brow
Your lips that are cool and sweet
Such tenderness lies in their soft caress
My heart forgets to beat
The touch of your hands upon my head
The love in your eyes a shine
And now, at last, the moment devine
The touch of your lips on mine
Zaterdag 7 augustus 1976
Come To Baby, Do!
Come To Baby, Do!
Composer(s): Inez James - Sidney Miller
Performer(s): Doris Day
and multiple other artists
I took a choo-choo-choo-choo
Fast as I could take a choo-choo
I came a long, long, long, long way
To take you in my arms
And now it's your first move
To prove that you've been true
Come to baby, do
You've been a way, way, way, way
Way beyond the blue horizon
I'm hopin' no, no, no, no
No one else is on your mind
So pucker up, my sweet
And meet your Waterloo
Come to baby, do
Stop! Me from guessin'
Tain't no time to tease
Stop! All this messing!
And put your beggin' baby at ease
I wanna love, love, love you
Just the way I wanna love you
I'm gonna try, try, try to make you try to understand
When all is said and done, the one for me is you
Come to baby do
Stop! All this messing!
And put your beggin' baby at ease
I wanna love, love, love you
Just the way I wanna love you
I'm gonna try, try, try to make you try to understand
When all is said and done, the one for me is you
Come to baby do
Zaterdag 7 augustus 1976
Robinson Crusoe
Robinson Crusoe
Composer(s): D. Zimmerman; G. Moroder; F. Jay
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Ich war noch ein Kind
Da gab es für mich nur einen Mann
Ich träumte von ihm
Und sah ihn als einen Helden an
Und das war Robinson Crusoe
Auf seiner Insel ganz allein
Robinson Crusoe
Ich dachte, "Herrlich, könnte ich nur bei ihm sein"
Mit siebzehn kam dann ein Freund
Und den fand ich wunderbar
Weil er so wie ich romantisch
Und voller Träume war
Wir spielten Robinson Crusoe
Abends im kleinen Park zu zwei'n
Robinson Crusoe
Und das war herrlich denn ich durfte bei ihm sein
Eines Abends hat er mich dann geküsst
Was doch gar nicht im Buch geschrieben ist
Doch dann begann erst die schönste Zeit
Denn wir lieben uns noch heut'
Dank unser'm Robinson Crusoe
Auf seiner Insel ganz allein
Robinson Crusoe
Sind wir zusammen und wir werden's immer sein
Robinson Crusoe
Sind wir zusammen und wir werden's immer sein
Vrijdag 6 augustus 1976
The Torture Never Stops
The Torture Never Stops
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa
Flies all green and buzzin'
in this dungeon of despair
Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes
and scratch their matted hair
A tiny light, from a window hole
a hundred yards away
is all they ever gets to know
about the regular light in the day
And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin'
and weepin' greenish drops
In the room where the giant fire puffer works
and the torture never stops
The torture never stops
Slime and rot, rats and snot
and vomit on the floor
Fifty yoogly soldiers, man
holdin' spears by the iron door
Knives and spikes, and guns and the likes
of every tool of pain
And a sinister midget, with a bucket and a mop
where the blood goes down the drain
And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin'
and weepin' greenish drops.
In the room where the giant fire puffer works
and the torture never stops
The torture never stops
The torture... the torture...
The torture never stops
Flies all green and buzzin'
in this dungeon of despair
An evil prince eats a steaming pig
in a chamber right near there
He eats the snouts and the trotters first
The loins and the groins is soon dispersed
His carvin' style is well rehearsed
He stands and shouts
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
All men be cursed!
And disagree?
Well, no one durst
He's the best, of course, of all the worst
Some wrong been done, he done it first
And it stinks so bad, his bones been chokin'
and weepin' greenish drops
In the night of the iron sausage
where the torture never stops
The torture never stops
The torture... the torture...
The torture never stops
Flies all green and buzzin'
in this dungeon of despair
Who are all those people
that he's locked away down there?
Are they crazy?
Are they sainted?
Are they zeroes
someone painted?
And it's never been explained
since it first it was created
But a dungeon, like a sin
requires not but lockin' in
of everything that's ever been
Look at her
Look at him
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in
That's what's the deal we're dealin' in
Vrijdag 6 augustus 1976
Come The Day
Come The Day
Composer(s): Bruce Woodley
Performer(s): The Seekers; Judith Durham
I know that one day soon a song shall rise
You'll hear it with the sleep still in your eyes
You'll waken to a brand new day
Can you hear bells ringin'
Voices singin'
Far away?
A time when every man will be as one
A time to reach right out and touch the sun
Come the day
Freedom's still a thought within your mind
The fleeting thing that some may never find
It may be still a million miles away
Can you hear bells ringin'
Voices singin'
Far away?
A time to live without doubt or fear
Welcome to the happy world that will be here
Come the day
The trumpets of war will cease to blow
The sound I hope that we may never know
We're waiting for the day
Can you hear bells ringin'
Voices singin'
Far away?
Lift up your voices and sing this song
Let the whole world hear it loud and strong
Can you hear bells ringin'
Voices singin'
Far away?
Vrijdag 6 augustus 1976
Robins And Roses
Robins And Roses
Composer(s): Edgar Leslie; Joe Burke
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists
Robins and roses, and maybe a tree
A few morning glories, a cottage two storeys high
Robins and roses, and your love for me
To live on forever, and my love to never die
A place where neighbours may drop in
And smile when they see
An armchair to flop in
We can add to their glee serving afternoon tea
Mid robins and roses, and then life will be
A poem by Kipling, while troubles go rippling by
Donderdag 5 augustus 1976
Toreador Song
Toreador Song
Composer(s): Georges Bizet
Performer(s): Escamillo
and multiple other artists
Votre toast, je peux vous le rendre
Senors, senors, car avec les soldats
Oui, les toreros peuvent s'entendre
Pour plaisirs, pour plaisirs ils ont les combats!
Le cirque est plein, c'est jour de fête
Le cirque est plein du haut en bas
Les spectateurs, perdant la tete
Les spectateurs s'interpellent a grand fracas!
Apostrophes, cris et tapage
Pousses jusques a la fureur!
Car c'est la fete du courage,
C'est la fete des gens de coeuer!
Allons! en garde! Allons! Allons! ah!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Tout d'un coup, on fait silence...
Ah! que se passe-t-il?
Plus de cris, c'est l'instant!
Plus de cris, c'est l'instant!
le taureau s'elance
En bondissant hors du Toril!
Il s'elance! Il entre
Il frappe! un cheval roule
Entrainant un Picador
Ah! bravo! Toro! Hurle la foule!
Le taureau va, il vient
il vient et frappe encore!
En secouant ses banderilles
Plein de fureur, il court!
Le cirque est plein de sang!
On se sauve, on franchit les grilles!
C'et ton tour maintenant! allons!
En garde! allons! allons! Ah!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu'un oeil noir te regarde
Et que l'amour t'attend
Toreador, L'amour t'attend!
Toreador, en garde, Toreador, Toreador!
Donderdag 5 augustus 1976
Come Te Non C'è Nessuno
Come Te Non C'è Nessuno
Composer(s): Francesci Migliacci; E. Polito; C. Vassallo
Performer(s): Rita Pavone
Come te non c'è nessuno
tu sei l'unico al mondo
nei tuoi occhi profondi io vedo
tanta tristezza
Come te non c'è nessuno
così timido e solo
se hai paura del mondo rimani
vicino a me
Amore dimmi
cosa mai posso fare per te?
I pensieri dividi con me
Io ti voglio aiutare, amore amor
Come te non c'è nessuno
è per questo che t'amo
ed in punta di piedi entrerò
nei tuoi sogni segreti
Come te non c'è nessuno
nessuno... nessuno...
Donderdag 5 augustus 1976
Robin Qui Boit
Robin Qui Boit
Composer(s): Michel Saillard;
Jean-Claude Cosson; Michel Héron
Performer(s): Pit et Rik
Dans la forêt de Hollywood
Comme un ver de terre
Jean qui s'enterre, le roi Poltron
Part aux champignons (Aux champignons!)
Pour lui tailler un short en fer
C'est de la rigolade
Tout le monde est prêt pour l'embuscade
On n'attend que toi
(On n'attend que toi)
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Dans les bars-tabac, tabac, tabac
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Dégrise-toi!
Que s'pastis?
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Tu as claqué ta paye du mois
Et l'embuscade, elle est pour toi!
Une p'tite dernière... pour la route et ralliez-vous à mon panaché!
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Du Coquin, quina, quina
Robin tu as la gueule de bois!
Derrière ses murs
Le roi Biture a bouclé Mirabelle
Sa ceinture de sobriété
La prive de joie (Prive de joie!)
N'entends-tu pas au fond du bois
Ce corps qui t'appelle?
Prends ton échelle, ta pioche, ta pelle et délivre-la (délivre-la!)
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Jamais de coca, coca, coca
Jamais de soda, soda, soda
Dégrise-toi!
Que s'pastis?
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Au lieu de l'avoir dans tes bras
La Mirabelle, toi tu la bois!
Flute! Flute! Flute!
Je pars à la champagne
Et je dis pa ça pour me faire mousseux
hé hé hé hé hé
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Du Coquin, quina, quina
Robin, tu as la gueule de bois
Un chevalier nommé William s'est payé ta poire
Vieillard magnaque, il a saoûlé ta pauvre mémé (Pauvre mémé!)
Pour la venger, il faut te lever
T'arracher du zinc
Arrête un peu la ribouldingue
Et va le taper (Va le taper!)
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Dans les bars-tabac, tabac, tabac
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Dégrise-toi!
Que s'pastis?
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Tu ne fais plus régner ta loi
La Poire William, toi tu la bois!
J'vous ai apporté du Bourbon... hic!
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Du Coquin, quina, quina
Robin tu as la gueule de bois!
La faute à qui
La faute à quoi
C'est la faute à Robin qui boit
Robin qui boit, qui boit, qui boit
Du Coquin, quina, quina
Robin tu as la gueule de bois!
Woensdag 4 augustus 1976
The Top
The Top
Composer(s): Robert Smith
Performer(s): The Cure
"I don't care"
If only I could say that
And not feel so sick and scared
"I don't care"
If only I could say that
If only my eyes would close...
"It's Jesus brilliant"
You used to laugh
"Walking these gorgeous blocks...
This top is the place
Where nobody goes
You just imagine
You just imagine it all..."
Every day I lie here
And know that it's true
All I really want is you
Please come back
Please come back
Like all the other ones do
Please come back
All of you
Woensdag 4 augustus 1976
Come Talk To Me
Come Talk To Me
Composer(s): Peter Gabriel
Performer(s): Peter Gabriel; Jacob Moon
The wretched desert takes its form, the jackal proud and tight
In search of you, I feel my way, through the slowest heaving night
Whatever fear invents, I swear it make no sense
I reach out through the border fence
Come down, come talk to me
In the swirling, curling storm of desire unuttered words hold fast
With reptile tongue, the lightning lashes towers built to last
Darkness creeps in like a thief and offers no relief
Why are you shaking like a leaf
Come on, come talk to me
Ah please talk to me
Won't you please talk to me
We can unlock this misery
Come on, come talk to me
I did not come to steal
This all is so unreal
Can't you show me how you feel now
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me, come talk to me
The earthly power sucks shadowed milk from sleepy tears undone
From nippled skin as smooth as silk the bugles blown as one
You lie there with your eyes half closed like there's no one there at all
There's a tension pulling on your face
Come on, come talk to me
Won't you please talk to me
If you'd just talk to me
Unblock this misery
If you'd only talk to me
Don't you ever change your mind
Now your future's so defined
And you act so deaf and blind
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me, come talk to me
I can imagine the moment
Breaking out through the silence
All the things that we both might say
And the heart it will not be denied
'Til we're both on the same damn side
All the barriers blown away
I said please talk to me
Won't you please come talk to me
Just like it used to be
Come on, come talk to me
I did not come to steal
This all is so unreal
Can you show me how you feel now
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me, come talk to me
I said please talk to me
If you'd just talk to me
Unblock this misery
If you'd only talk to me
Woensdag 4 augustus 1976
Robin Hood
Robin Hood
Composer(s): Carl Sigman
Performer(s): Dick James;
and various other artists
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
He called the greatest archers to a tavern on the green
They vowed to help the people of the king
They handled all the troubles on the English country scene
And still found plenty of time to sing
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
He came to Sherwood Forest with a feather in his cap
A fighter never looking for a fight
His bow was always ready, and he kept his arrows sharp
He used them to fight for what was right
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
With Friar Tuck and Little John they had a roguish look
They did the deed the others wouldn't dare.
He captured all the money that the evil sheriff took
And rescued many a lady fair
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
To cheating and corruption, he would never, never yield
And danger was his breakfast ev'ry day
The cobler in the hamlet and the farmer in the field
Were always helping him get away
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
He rode up to the palace and was cheered by ev'ryone
His Lady Marian threw him a rose
The King of England knighted him the Earl Of Huntingdon
And that's the way that the legend goes
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood
Dinsdag 3 augustus 1976
The Tip Of My Fingers
