Maandag 21 juli 1969
80 Proof Bottle Of Tear Stopper
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80 Proof Bottle Of Tear Stopper
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Zondag 20 juli 1969
Marina (French Version)
Marina
Composer(s): Rocco Granata; Jean Broussolle
Performer(s): Claude Robin
(Originally performed by: Rocco Granata)
Marina, Marina, Marina
Je sais qu'il est bon d'être aimé
Mais ne vas, ne vas, ne vas pas
Courir au devant des baisers
Sans être certaine
Que l'on t'aime, que l'on t'aime
Que l'on t'aime autant que toi même
Oh non non non non non non
Si l'amour t'invite
Ma petite, t'invite
Ne réponds pas tout de suite
Oh non non non non non non
L'amour n'est pas toujours ce que l'on pense
Et quand on a le coeur plein d'impatience
On sait très très bien quand ça commence
Mais on oublie comment ça peut finir
Marina, Marina, Petite
Ecoute la voix de ton coeur
Mais ne vas, ne vas pas trop vite
Courir au devant du bonheur
Ne vas pas trop vite, trop vite, trop vite
Effeuiller la marguerite
Oh non non non non non non
Sois tendre et coquette
Coquette, coquette
Mais ne perds jamais la tête
Oh non non non non non non
Marina, Marina, Marina
Zondag 20 juli 1969
853-5937
853-5937
Composer(s):
Chris Difford; Glenn Tilbrook
Performer(s): Squeeze
853-5893
Angela can't make it to the 'phone
If you care to leave
your name and number
She'll give you a ring
when she is home
Everytime I called her I got the message
I listened to the voice coming down the line
I couldn't speak to a tape recording
I re-dialled it a number of times
853-5937 Angela can't make it to the 'phone
If you care to leave your name and number
Please speak clearly after the tone
She'll give you a ring when she get's home
I rang her this morning so very early
The same old message coming down the 'phone
I should go and see if her house is empty
Maybe she's poorly perhaps she's not home
She's in Mill Hill I'm in Bermondsey
It's the end of the earth on the northern line
It makes it so hard for me to see
The one that I love but can never find
I called up a close friend who lives right by her
I got the message he was out too
I was suspicious are they together
I've got to find out that that isn't true
853-5937 853-5937 853-5937 853-5937
Zaterdag 19 juli 1969
Marina (Esperanto Version)
Marina
Composer(s): Rocco Granata
(Originally performed by: Rocco Granata)
Mi arde enamigis al Marina
tre carma kaj tre gaja brunulino...
Sed amon mian tute si neglektas
kiel konkeri sian koron do?
Sin iam mi renkontis tute sola
rapida igis mia bato kora
Kaj kiam audis si la amdeklaron
si kison al mi donis kun fervor'...
Marina, Marina, Marina
mi volas edzigi al vi
Marina, Marina, Marina,
mi estas frenezo pro vi!
Brunulino kara
ho belajo rara
vi ne devas min forlasi
ho ne, ne, ne, ne, ne...
Brunulino kara
ho belajo rara
vi ne devas min forlasi
ho ne, ne, ne, ne, ne...
Zaterdag 19 juli 1969
867-5309/Jenny
867-5309/Jenny
Composer(s): James Keller; Alex Call
Performer(s): Tommy Tutone
Jenny Jenny who can I turn to
You give me something
I can hold on to
I know you'll think
I'm like the others before
Who saw your name and number on the wall
Jenny I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don't change your number
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Jenny Jenny you're the girl for me
You don't know me but you make me so happy
I tried to call you before but I lost my nerve
I tried my imagination but I was disturbed
Jenny I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don't change your number
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
I got it (I got it) I got it
I got your number on the wall
I got it (I got it) I got it
For a good time, for a good time call
Jenny I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny I've called your number
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Jenny Jenny who can I turn to
(Eight six seven five three oh nine)
For the price of a dime I can always turn to you
(Eight six seven five three oh nine)
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Five three oh nine ...
Vrijdag 18 juli 1969
Marina (Dutch Version)
Marina
Composer(s): Rocco Granata
Performer(s): De Strangers
(Originally performed by: Rocco Granata)
Marina, o yo te quiero
In Spanje in het zonnige Sevilla
Daar woont een lieve schat, ze heet Marina
Ze danst in het café la cucaracha
’t Is daarom 's avonds altijd even vol
Je vindt er praktisch iedere torero
Die zwaaien dan geestdriftig hun sombrero
En roepen luid: Marina, yo te quiero
Zo brengt ze iedereen het hoofd op hol
Marina, Marina, Marina
Kom dans nog een keertje voor mij
Marina, Marina, Marina
Dan maak je mijn hart weer zo blij
Als ik jou zie draaien
Met je rokken zwaaien
Sta ik in lichterlaaie
Dat noemt men temperament
En wil jij mij trouwen
Laat ik een villa bouwen
Ja het zal je nooit berouwen
Wanneer je bij me bent
(x2)
wanneer je bij me bent
ik geef je al mijn geld
wanneer je bij me bent, olé
Vrijdag 18 juli 1969
88 Seconds In Greensboro
88 Seconds In Greensboro
Composer(s):
Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark
Performer(s):
Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark
88 Seconds
Is all it takes
88 Seconds
Don't make mistakes
We've seen you
We can see you
In red and blue
In black and white
Under crystal skies
In full daylight
You know it
God you know it
88 seconds
Is all it takes
In 88 seconds
We don't make mistakes
We know you
Oh, yes we have known you
Times are changing
But not in our street
Once we played there
Like the good times
You know it
God, you know it
They're heading for
A shallow grave
With a big black cross
By a tall white house
To a place down south
We won't forget
To be stabbed in the back
By a man they met
In 88 seconds
In Greensboro
In 88 seconds
In Greensboro
88 seconds
In Greensboro
Is all we take
Donderdag 17 juli 1969
Marina (Danish Version)
Marina
Composer(s): Rocco Granata; Rene Jan Van Hoogten
Performer(s): Kandis
(Originally performed by: Rocco Granata)
De drømmer alle sammen om Marina
de sukker for sig selv: Marina Mia
de ler og smiler sødt og si'r Marina
du er så kær som ingen anden her
Der' hver dag mange breve til Marina
i alle breve står Marina Mia
og byens postbud hvisker Åh Marina
du er så kær som ingen anden her
Marina, Marina, Marina, pas på de forelskede mænd
Marina, Marina, Marina, de prøver igen og igen
Løfter vil de gi' dig
hvis blot de ka' li' dig
du ska' bare ikke gi' dig
oh, no, no, no, no
Kun en mand ka' du elske
si' roligt til de sprælske
til de glødende rebelske
oh, no, no, no, no
Marina, Marina, Marina, pas på de forelskede mænd
Marina, Marina, Marina, de prøver igen og igen
Løfter vil de gi' dig
hvis blot de ka' li' dig
du ska' bare ikke gi' dig
oh, no, no, no, no
Kun en mand ka' du elske
si' roligt til de sprælske
til de glødende rebelske
oh, no, no, no, no
Donderdag 17 juli 1969
9 To 5
9 To 5
From the film "9 To 5" (1980)
Composer(s: Dolly Parton
Performer(s): Dolly Parton;
and various other artists
Jump on outta bed
and I stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition
And yawn and stretch and try to come to life
Jump in the shower and the blood starts pumpin'
Out on the street the traffic starts jumpin'
With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5
Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin'
Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it
9 to 5, for service and devotion
You would think that I would deserve a fat promotion
Want to move ahead but the boss won't seem to let me
I swear sometimes that man is out to get me!
They let you dream just to watch 'em shatter
You're just a step on the boss-man's ladder
But you got dreams he'll never take away
You're in the same boat with a lotta your friends
Waitin' for the day your ship'll come in
'n' the tide's gonna turn and it's all gonna roll your way
Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin'
Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
They just use your mind and you never get the credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it
9 to 5, yeah they got you where they want you
There's a better life, and you dream about it, don't you?
It's a rich man's game no matter what they call it
And you spend your life puttin' money in his wallet
9 to 5, whoa what a way to make a livin'
'stead-a gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it
9 to 5, yeah they done got you where they want you
FADE
There's a better life, and you dream about it, don't you?
It's a rich man's game no matter what they call it
Woensdag 16 juli 1969
9,999,999 Tears
9,999,999 Tears
Composer(s): Razzy Bailey
Performer(s): Razzy Bailey; Dickey Lee;
Dreamhouse
I got nine million, nine hundred
Ninety nine thousand
Nine hundred ninety nine
Tears to go
And then I don't know
If I'll be over you
The sun didn't shine
This morning
It's been raining
The whole day through
Suddenly without warning,
You found somebody new
That's when the first tear came
Falling from my eyes
I'm beginning to feel the pain
Seeing nothing
But cloudy skies
I got nine million, nine hundred
Ninety nine thousand
nine hundred ninety nine
Tears to go
And then I don't know
If I'll be over you
Will I be over you
You're out tonight
with your new love
I'm far, far from your mind
Tryin' to get over you
Love could take
A whole lifetime
I can't believe you
Could want anybody else
So no one could take my place
At least that's what I keep
Telling myself
As the tears fall down my face
I got nine million, nine hundred
Ninety nine thousand
Nine hundred ninety nine
Tears to go
And then I don't know
If I'll be over you
Will I be over you
I got nine million, nine hundred
Ninety nine thousand
Nine hundred ninety nine
Tears to go
I got nine million, nine hundred
Ninety nine thousand
Nine hundred ninety nine
Tears to go
And then I don't know
If I'll be over you
I got nine million, nine hundred
Ninety nine thousand
Nine hundred ninety nine
Tears to go
I got nine million, nine hundred
Ninety nine thousand
Nine hundred ninety nine
Tears to go ......
Dinsdag 15 juli 1969
Marilyn
Marilyn
Composer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
Performer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
Tu posais nue de dos pour des calendriers
Tu faisais des photos mais rêvais de danser
Petite poupée blonde aux cheveux décoiffés
Tu t'en venais de l'ombre et rêvais de gagner
Le soleil, le soleil
Et les hommes se mirent à te désirer
Pour un de tes sourires pour une nuit volée
Ils te bâtirent un jour un palais de papier
Marilyn, que t'ont-ils fait?
Et Monsieur Cinéma se foutait bien de toi
Il te faisait diva mais tu n'étais que toi
Une gosse perdue au coeur de ses studios
Où les coeurs se sont tus à force de sanglots
Au soleil, au soleil
Et les femmes se mirent à te détester
Tu devenais l'objet que voulaient posséder
Les hommes enchaînés rêvant de liberté
Marilyn, que t'ont-ils fait?
On dit qu'un président t'avait téléphoné
Qu'il était ton amant depuis quelques années
On disait tout de toi, on en avait tant dit
Qu'ils ne surent pas pourquoi tu t'étais endormie
Au soleil, au soleil
Et moi qui t'ignorais, je te connais si bien
Que je te dis bravo, n'oublie pas que demain
On reviendra te voir mais repose-toi bien
Marilyn, Marilyn a trop dansé
Et moi qui t'ignorais, je te connais si bien
Que je te dis bravo, n'oublie pas que demain
On reviendra te voir mais repose-toi bien
Marilyn, a trop dansé
A trop dansé, Marilyn
Dinsdag 15 juli 1969
90 Miles An Hour (Down A Dead End Street)
90 Miles An Hour (Down A Dead End Street)
Composer(s): Hal Blair; Don Robertson
Performer(s): Hank Snow; Katy Moffatt;
Bob Dylan; John Berry; Ashley Hutchings;
Michel Montecrossa
I took you home from a party
And we kissed in fun
A few stolen kisses and no harm was done
Instead of stopping when we could
We went right on
Until suddenly we found the brakes were gone
You belong to someone else and I do too
It's just too crazy being here with you
As a bad motorcycle with the devil in the seat
Doin' 90 miles an hour down a dead end street
I didn't want to want to now I have no choice
It's too late to hear the warning voice
All I hear is thunder as our two hearts beat
Doin' 90 miles an hour down a dead end street
You're not free to belong to me
And you know I can never be your own
Your lips on mine are like sweet sweet wine
But we're headed for a wall of stone
Warning signs are flying by us but we pay no heed
Instead of slowing down the pace we keep pickin' up the speed
Disaster's getting closer every time we meet
Doin' 90 miles an hour down a dead end street
Maandag 14 juli 1969
Marilou Sous La Neige
Marilou Sous La Neige
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Originally performed by: Serge Gainsbourg
Marilou repose sous la neige
Et je me dis et je me redis
De tous ces dessins d'enfant que n'ai je
Pu préserver la fraîcheur de l'inédit
De ma Lou en bandes dessinées je
Parcourais les bulles arrondies
Lorsque je me vis exclu de ses jeux
Érotiques j'en fis une maladie
Marilou se sentait prise au piège
Tous droits d'reproduction interdits
Moi naïf j'pensais que me protégeaient
Les droits du copyright opera mundi
Oh ma Lou il fallait que j'abrège
Ton existence c'est ainsi
Que Marilou s'endort sous la neige
Carbonique de l'extincteur d'incendie
Maandag 14 juli 1969
90's Blues
90'S Blues
Composer(s): Chris Rea
Performer(s): Chris Rea
Well I look out of my window
I see the morning cold and grey
I look out of my window
I see the morning cold and grey
I told you so many years ago
They're all gonna end up, end up this way
Well the fat man took my money
And the daughter won't give it back
The fat man took my money
Sons and daughters won't give it back
Put my family out on the street
Put my marriage on the rack
Well they steal your water
And if you want some you got to pay
The greenies point their fingers
The people know better they don't listen what they say
They live in fear and frustration
Oh their crappy lives why should they give a toss anyway
Nineties blues
Nineties blues
Nineties blues
Zondag 13 juli 1969
Marilou Reggae
Marilou Reggae
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Quand Marilou danse reggae
Ouvrir braguette et prodiguer
Salutations distinguées
De petit serpent katangais
Quand Marilou danse reggae
Sur Marilou passer à gué
Beaucoup caresses et endiguer
Spermatozoïdes aux aguets
Quand Marilou danse reggae
Au bord climax faire le guet
Changer vitesse changer braquet
Et décoller avion Bréguet
Quand Marilou danse reggae
Elle et moi plaisirs conjugués
En Marilou moi seringuer
Faire mousser en meringué
Quand Marilou danse reggae
Quand Marilou bien irriguée
Jamais jamais épiloguer
Record à corps homologué
Quand Marilou danse reggae
Petit détail à divulguer
En petit nègre dialogué
Après l'amour pisser sagaie
Zondag 13 juli 1969
911 Is A Joke
911 Is A Joke
Composer(s):
William Drayton;
Eric "Vietnam" Sadler; Keith Shocklee
Performer(s): Duran Duran; Public Enemy
Now I dialed nine one one
a long time ago
Don't you see how late they're reactin'
They only come
and they come when they wanna
So get the morgue truck
and bag the goner
They don't care 'cause they get paid anyway
They treat you like an ace
that can't be betrayed
I know you stumble with no use people
If your life is on the line then you're dead today
Late comings with the late comin' stretcher
That's a body bag in disguise
y'all I'll betcha
I call 'em body snatchers
quick they come to fetch you
with an autopsy ambulance
just to dissect ya
They are the kings 'cos they swing amputation
Lose your arms your legs to them it's compilation
I can prove it to you watch the rotation
It all adds up to a funky situation
So get up get get get down
911 is a joke in yo town
Get up get get get down
Late 911 wears the late crown
911 is a joke
Everyday they don't never come correct
You can ask my man right here
with the broken neck
He's a witness to the job never bein' done
He would've been in full effect 911
They the token to your life when it's croakin'
They need to be in a pawn shop on a
911 is a joke we don't want 'em
I call a cab 'cause a cab will come quicker
The doctors huddle up and call a flea flicker
The reason that I say that 'cause they
Flick you off like fleas
They be laughin' at ya
while you're crawlin' on our knees
And to the strength so go the length
Thinkin' you are first when you really are tenth
You better wake up and smell the real flavor
Cause 911 is a fake life saver
911 is a joke
Ow, ow 911 is a joke
Zaterdag 12 juli 1969
Marilou
Marilou
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Dis-moi, Marilou
Veux-tu, Marilou
Répondre à cette question?
Si tu n'veux pas, tu dis non
Je ne t'en voudrai pas
Je sais, Marilou
Qu'avec Marilou,
Il faut pas trop insister
Sinon, elle va se fâcher
Et ça, je ne veux pas
As-tu déjà aimé, Marilou?
Aurais-tu essayé, Marilou?
Serais-je le premier, Marilou?
Réponds-moi, Marilou
Dis-moi, Marilou
Je vais, Marilou
Te répéter ma question
Tu ne fais pas attention
Ça ne m'étonne pas
Je sais, Marilou
Qu'avec Marilou,
Il faut se montrer patient
C'est une petite enfant
Qui ne m'écoute pas
As-tu déjà aimé, Marilou?
Aurais-tu essayé, Marilou?
Serais-je le premier, Marilou?
Réponds-moi, Marilou
Dis-moi, Marilou
Pourquoi, Marilou
Baisses-tu les yeux ainsi?
Toi qui les as si jolis
Allons, regarde-moi
0Je sais, Marilou
Qu'avec Marilou,
D'autres garçons ont dansé
Mais qu'as-tu donc à pleurer?
Ainsi, c'était donc ça!
Tu as déjà aimé, Marilou
Tu as donc essayé, Marilou
Je serai le dernier, Marilou
Ça n'fait rien, Marilou
Non, ça n'fait rien, Marilou
Non, ne pleure pas, Marilou
Non, ne pleure pas, Marilou
Zaterdag 12 juli 1969
96 Tears
96 Tears
Composer(s): Ruby Martinez
Performer(s):
Question Mark & The Mysterians;
and various other artists
Too many teardrops for one heart to be cryin'
Too many teardrops for one heart to carry on
You're way on top now
Since you left me
You're always laughin'
Way down at me
But watch out now
I'm gonna get there
We'll be together
For just a little while
And then I'm gonna put you
Way down here
And you'll start cryin'
Ninety-six tears
Cry
Cry
And when the sun comes up
I'll be on top
You'll be way down there
Lookin' up
And I might wave
Come up here
But I don't see you
Wavin' now
I'm way down here
Wonderin' how
I'm gonna get you
But I know now
I'll just cry, cry, I'll just cry
Too many teardrops for one heart to be cryin'
Too many teardrops for one heart
To carry on
You're gonna cry ninety-six tears
You're gonna cry ninety-six tears
You're gonna cry cry, cry, cry, now
You're gonna cry cry, cry, cry
Ninety-six tears c'mon and lemme hear you cry, now
Ninety-six tears (whoo!) I wanna hear you cry
Night and day, yeah, all night long
Uh-ninety-six tears cry cry cry
C'mon baby, let me hear you cry now, all night long
Uh-ninety-six tears! Yeah! C'mon now
Uh-ninety-six tears!
Vrijdag 11 juli 1969
Mariko-San
Mariko-San
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Donde quiera me encuentro un papel de Mariko-San
Donde quiera descubro un recado, un guiño de ojo
Ando en una gaveta, abro un libro
registro un bolsillo, levanto un mantel
Donde quiera me encuentro un papel de Mariko-San
El verano llegó desde ayer no quiso esperar
Mete leña en su horno de sietemesino y ahoga
El verano a pesar de las cosas
que pese al verano se deben hacer
El verano llegó desde ayer no quiso esperar
Hoy debiera contar hasta cien y luego soñar
Hoy debiera volver del océano y ser bienvenido
Hoy debiera andar sin zapatos
casarme de pronto sin saber con quién
Hoy debiera contar hasta cien y luego soñar
Vrijdag 11 juli 1969
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