Zondag 1 april 1984
Losers And Winners
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Losers And Winners
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Zaterdag 31 maart 1984
It's A Game
It's A Game
Composer(s): Chris Adams
Performer(s): Bay City Rollers
The clown came down to meet me
With a smile upon his face
He fired his starting pistol
And began the human race
There were faces all around me
They were running everywhere
But everywhere is nowhere
And nowhere isn't there
It's a game, a game, a game that we're playing
Well, I don't mind but I don't make the rules
It's a game, a game, a game that we're playing
Just a game for lovers and fools
There's snakes upon your ladder
And there's dice upon your skirt
There's lipstick on my collar
And there's sweat upon my shirt
The neighbours will start talking
But you know that I don't care
For the neighbours they are nowhere
And nowhere isn't there
It's a game, a game, a game that we're playing ...
Zaterdag 31 maart 1984
Burning Out Again (A Kind Of Christmas Card)
Burning Out Again (A Kind Of Christmas Card)
Composer(s): Morten Harket; H. Rem
Performer(s): Morten Harket
All you folks back home
I'll never tell you this
You're not supposed to know
where your daughter is
There are ways of life
you never understood
it's right here
downtown Hllywood
it's afternoon on Sunset Boulevard
I've got a stolen moment trying hard
to write a kind of christmas card
but I am burning out again
tonight there is fever in my veins
mama, dear
all the love you gave
I guess there's really nothing
nothing much to save
this place is as dirty as I feel myself
there are still some riches
at the Roosevelt
that evening prayer
those memories
in my little bedroom, mama, on my knees
that's where I'm at
down in Los Angeles
And I am burning out again
and I must rise above the shame
tonigh there is fever in my veins
just think of the girl I used to be
you were my age once, mama
twenty-three
I can still hear some of the songs you used to play
from that summer of love in '68
seems it's turned into a winter of hate
and I am burning out again
Vrijdag 30 maart 1984
It's A Cheating Situation
It's A Cheating Situation
Composer(s): Curly Putman; Sonny Throckmorton
Performer(s): Moe Bandy; Janie Fricke; John Prine
It's a cheatin' situation
A stealin' invitation
To take what's not really ours
And make it through the midnight hours
It's a cheatin' situation
Just a cheap imitation
Doin' what we have to do
When there's no love at home
There's no use pretending there'll be a happy ending
Where our love's concerned, sweetheart, we both know
We'll take love where we find it, love and try to hide it
It's all we got, for we know they're not gonna let us go
It's a cheatin' situation
A stealin' invitation
To take what's not really ours
And make it through the midnight hours
It's a cheatin' situation
Just a cheap imitation
Doin' what we have to do
When there's no love at home
It's a cheatin' situation
When there's no love at home
Vrijdag 30 maart 1984
Burgundian Carol
Burgundian Carol
Composer(s): Oscar Brand
Performer(s): The Weavers; Don McLean; Bronn Journey
The winter season of the year
When to this world our Lord was born
The ox and donkey, so they say
Did keep his holy presence warm
How many oxen and donkeys now
If they were there when first he came
How many oxen and donkeys you know
At such a time would do the same?
And on that night it has been told
These humble beasts so rough and rude
Throughout the noght of holy birth
Drank no water, ate no food
How many oxen and donkeys now
If they were there when first he came
How many oxen and donkeys you know
At such a time would do the same?
As soon as to these humble beasts
Appeared our Lord, so mild and sweet
With joy they knelt before his Grace
And gently kissed His tiny feet
How many oxen and donkeys now
Dressed in ermine, silk and such
How many oxen and donkeys you know
At such a time would do as much?
Donderdag 29 maart 1984
It's A Bore
It's A Bore
Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe
Performer(s): Louis Jourdan (Gaston) & Maurice Chevalier (Uncle Honoré)
H: Look at all the captivating fascinating things there are to do
G: Name two.
H: Look at the pleasures of the myriad of treasures we have got
G: Like what?
H: Look at Paris in the spring
when each solitary thing
is more beautiful than ever before!
You can hear every tree almost saying "Look at me!"
G: What color are the trees?
H: Green!
G: What color were they last year?
H: Green!
G: And next year?
H: Green!
G: It's a bore!
H: Don't you marvel at the power
of the mighty Eiffel Tower
knowing there it will remain evermore?
Climbing up to the sky over 90 stories high
G: How many stories?
H: 90
G How many yesterday?
H: 90
G: And tomorrow?
H: 90
G: It's a bore!
H: The River Seine!
G: All it can do is flow
H: But think of wine!
G: It's red or white
H: But think of girls!
G: It's either yes or no
and if it's no or if it's yes
it simply couldn't matter less!
H: But think of a race
with your horse in seventh place
and he suddenly begins and he catches up
and wins with a roar!
G: It's a bore!
H: Life is thrilling as can be!
G: Simply not my cup of tea
H: It's a gay romantic fling!
G: If you like that sort of thing
H: It's intriguing!
G: It's fatiguing!
H: It's a game!
G: It's the same dull world where ever you go
whatever place you are at
The earth is round but everything on it is flat
H: Don't tell me Venice has no lure
G: Just a town without a sewer
H: The Leaning Tower I adore!
G: Indecision is a bore!
H: But think of the thrill of a bull fight in Seville
when the bull is uncontrolled
and he challenges the bold matador!
G: It's a bore!
H: Think of lunch beneath the trees!
G: Stop the carriage if you please!
H: You mean you don't want to come?
G: The thought of lunch leaves me numb
H: But I implore...!
G: Oh, no, Uncle, it's a bore!
(reprise)
(Honoré, Gaston and Honore's valet)
H: Just imagine her chagrin
when she sees you wander in
And you find her with that slippery senor
What a moment supreme
when she totters with a scream
G: What will she do?
H: Scream
G: What did yours do?
H: Scream
G: What do they all do?
H: Scream
G: It's a bore!
H: But think of the bliss
of the pleasure you would miss
When she topples in a heap
And you leave her there to weep on the floor
G: It's a bore!
H: You must catch her if you can
V: For the dignity of man!
H: Take advantage of the chance
V: You owe it, sir, to France!
H & V: This is war!
G: All right! But it's a bore!
Donderdag 29 maart 1984
Buon Natale
Buon Natale
Composer(s): Nat King Cole; Bob Saffer
Performer(s): Gene Autry;
and various other artists
Buon Natale, means Merry Christmas to you
Buon Natale, to everyone
Happy New Year and lots of fun
Buon Natale may all your wishes come true
Buon Natale in Italy means
A Merry Christmas to you
Far away across the sea
In sunny Italy
There's a quaint little town
Not a clock has been wound
For over a century
They don't know the time or year
And no one seems to care
And this is the reason
The Christmas season
Is celebrated all year
Buon Natale, means Merry Christmas to you
Buon Natale, to everyone
Happy New Year and lots of fun
Buon Natale may all your wishes come true
Buon Natale in Italy means
A Merry Christmas to you
Woensdag 28 maart 1984
It's A Boom
It's A Boom
Performer(s): Hazy Osterwald Sextett
It's a boom
It's a boom
It's a boom
It's a boom
Why not get in on the boom
It's a boom
It's a boom
Pay no heed to tales of gloom
It's a boom
It's a boom
We've no doubt, although our golds run out
There'll be some more about to buy a foreign car
Let's all get in on the graft
It's a boom
It's a boom
There won't be an overdraft
It's a boom
It's a boom
Don't discount that there's a good amount on your expense account
To cover caviar
I hear from my broker when an issue is hot
As always a shortage, there's no chance of being caught
A small speculation on a piece of real estate
Never brings profit if you wait
So, why not get in on the boom
It's a boom
It's a boom
Have your sunken living room
It's a boom
It's a boom
Here's your dutch, get in the local lodge
Have a two-car garage and you'll be popular
Some people cry
Aye, aye, aye, aye
That we're simpling seeing pie in the sky
Aye, aye, aye, aye
But as long as we are able to buy
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Who could find a single fault
Drop the profits, profits, profits, profits, profits, profits
We've got it made
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Though we might be stopping our coronade
Aye, aye,aye,aye
We've no worries on the salaries we're paid
We just take you to the vaults
Profits, profits, profits, profits, profits, profits, profits
Why not get in on the boom
It's a boom
It's a boom
Pay no heed to tales of gloom
It's a boom
It's a boom
Learn the facts how every stock transacts and that your income tax
Don't play it by the rules
Why not get in on the graft
It's a boom
It's a boom
There won't be an overdraft
It's a boom
It's a boom
It's not hard, just use your credit card
To fill up your backyard with private swimming pools
I'm told by good friends, money won't buy me health
But we were feeling that there are no ills in wealth
One thing for certain, it's the only known cure
To keep healthy men from feeling poor
So, why not get in on the boom
It's a boom
It's a boom
Pay no heed to talk of doom
It's a boom
It's a boom
Not your soul as much as your bankroll will help achieve your goal
In modern times like these
Not your soul as much as your bankroll will help achieve your goal
In modern times like these
Who cares about economies
In such delightful times as these
Woensdag 28 maart 1984
British-German Christmasnachten
British-German Christmasnachten
When the last Kalender-sheets
Flattern through the winter-streets
And Decemberwind is blowing
Then is everybody knowing
That it is not allzuweit
She does come, the Weihnachtszeit
All the Menschen, Leute, people
Flippen out of ihr warm Stüble
Run to Kaufhof, Aldi, Mess
Make Konsum and business
Kaufen this and jenes Dings
And the churchturmglocke rings!
Manche holen sich a Tännchen
When this brennt, they cry "Attention!"
Rufen for the Feuerwehr
"Please, come quick to rescue her!"
Goes the Tännchen off in Rauch
They are standing on the Schlauch
In the kitchen of the house
Mother makes the Christmasschmaus
She is working, schufting, bakes
Hit is now her Yoghurtkeks
And the Opa says als Tester
"We are killed bis to Silvester!"
Then he fills the last Glas wine
Yes, this is the Christmastime!
Day by day does so vergang
And the Holy Night does come
You can think, you can remember
This is immer in December!
Then the childrenlein are coming
Candle-Wachs is abwärts running
Bing of Crosby Christmas sings
While the Towerglocke rings
And the angels look so fine
Well, this is the Weihnachtstime
Baby-eyes are big and rund
The family feels kerngesund
When unterm Baum is hocking
Then nothing can them shocking!
They are happy, are so fine
This happens in the Christmastime!
The animals all in the house
The Hund, the Katz, the bird, the mouse
Are running round the Weihnachtstree
Enjoy this day as never nie
Weil they find Kittekat and Schappi
Im Geschenkkarton von Pappi
The family begins to sing
And wieder does a Glöckchen ring
Zum song vom grünen Tannenbaum
The Tränen rennen down and down
Bis mother plötzlich flennt
"The Gans im Ofen brennt!"
Her nose is very fine
And that nicht nur at Christmastime
Dinsdag 27 maart 1984
It's A Blue World
It's A Blue World
Composer(s): Robert Wright; Chet Forrest
Performer(s): The Four Freshmen
It's a blue world without you
It's a blue world alone
My days and nights that once were filled with heaven
With you away, how empty they have grown
It's a blue world from now on
It's a blue world for me
The sea, the sky, my heart and I
We're all in an indigo hue
Without you, it's a blue, blue world
Without you, it's a blue, blue world
Dinsdag 27 maart 1984
Bring A Torch, Jeanette Isabella
Bring A Torch, Jeanette Isabella
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Ralph Carmichael
Bring a torch, Jeanette Isabella
Bring a torch, come swiftly and run
Christ is born,
tell the folk of the village
Jesus is sleeping in His cradle
Ah, ah, beautiful is the Mother
Ah, ah, beautiful is her Son
Hasten now, good folk of the village
Hasten now, the Christ Child to see
You will find Him asleep in the manger
Quietly come and whisper softly
Hush, hush, peacefully now He slumbers
Hush, hush, peacefully now He sleeps
Maandag 26 maart 1984
It's A Big, Wide, Wonderful World
It's A Big, Wide, Wonderful World
Composer(s): John Rox
Performer(s): Wynn Murray & Walter Cassel
and multiple other artists
It's a big, wide, wonderful world you live in
When you're in love, you're a master
Of all you survey
You're a gay Santa Claus
There's a brave, new, star-spangled sky above you
When you're in love you're a hero
A Nero, Apollo
The Wizard of Oz
You've a kingdom, power and glory
The old, old, oldest of stories
Is new, true
You've built your Rome in just one day
Life is mystic
A mid-summer's night you live in
A Turkish delight, you're in heaven
It's swell when you're really in love
It's swell when you're really in love
Maandag 26 maart 1984
Breath Of Heaven
Breath Of Heaven
Composer(s): Chris Eaton; Amy Grant
Performer(s): Amy Grant;
and various other artists
I have traveled many moonless nights
Cold and weary, with a babe inside
And I wonder what I've done
Holy Father, you have come
And chosen me now
To carry your son
I am waiting in a silent prayer
I am frightened by the load I bear
In a world as cold as stone,
Must I walk this path alone?
Be with me now
Be with me now
Breath of heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
Light up my darkness
Pour over me your holiness
For you are holy
Do you wonder as you watch my face
If a wiser one one should have had my place
But I offer all I am
For the mercy of your plan
Help me be strong
Help me be
Help me
Breath of heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
Light up my darkness
Pour over me your holiness
For you are holy
Breath of heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
Light up my darkness
Pour over me your holiness
For you are holy
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
Maandag 26 maart 1984
Bonjour Noël
Bonjour Noël
Bonjour Noël, voici que dans les rues
La neige est revenue comme un tapis tout blanc
Bonjour Noël, bonjour belles vitrines
Qui le soir s'illuminent pour la joie des passants
Les petits nez s'écrasent pour mieux les admirer
Et les yeux pleins d'extase sont tout émerveillés
Bonjour Noël, chacun fait sa demande
Toutes les mains se tendent vers les jouets rêvés
Bonjour Noël, sonnez, sonnez les clochettes
C'est aujourd'hui la fête de la terre et du ciel
Petit Noël, j'ai vu des ta de choses
Pardonnez-moi si j'ose vous demander tout ça
Un long tunnel pour un train mécanique
Une boîte à musique, une poupée pour moi
Ils mettent leurs galoches près de la cheminée
Au loin sonnent les cloches
Il est minuit passé
Bonjour Noël, dormez chers petits anges
Soyez sages, en échange vous serez exaucés
Bonjour Noël, sonnez, sonnez les clochettes
C'est aujourd'hui la fête de la terre et du ciel
Joyeux Noël, bravo, j'ai ma toupie
Moi, ma poupée chérie, et moi, mon martinet
Joyeux Noël, dans l'arbre qui scintille
Toutes les bougies brillent quelle belle journée!
Dansons, dansons la ronde autour du grand sapin
Et dans le vaste monde, c'est le même refrain
Noël, Noël, c'est la joie sur la terre
C'est le cœur qui espère du bonheur pour chacun
Bonjour Noël, sonnez, sonnez les clochettes
C'est aujourd'hui la fête de la terre et du ciel
Bonjour Noël
Zondag 25 maart 1984
It's A Big Old Goofy World
It's A Big Old Goofy World
Composer(s): John Prine
Performer(s): John Prine; Dylan Thomas Vance
Up in the morning
Work like a dog
Is better than sitting
Like a bump on a log
Mind all your manners
Be quiet as a mouse
Some day you'll own a home
That's as big as a house
I know a fella
He eats like a horse
Knocks his old balls
Round the old golf course
You oughta see his wife
She's a cute little dish
She smokes like a chimney
And drinks like a fish
There's a big old goofy man
Dancing with a big old goofy girl
Ooh baby
It's a big old goofy world
Now Elvis had a woman
With a head like a rock
I wished I had a woman
That made my knees knock
She'd sing like an angel
And eat like a bird
And if I wrote a song
She'd know ever single word
Kiss a little baby
Give the world a smile
If you take an inch
Give 'em back a mile
Cause if you lie like a rug
And you don't give a damn
You're never gonna be
As happy as a clam
So I'm sitting in a hotel
Trying to write a song
My head is just as empty
As the day is long
Why it's clear as a bell
I should have gone to school
I'd be wise as an owl
Stead of stubborn as a mule
Zondag 25 maart 1984
Bomma Is Overreeje Deur De Kerstman
Bomma Is Overreeje Deur De Kerstman
(Adapted from: Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer)
Composer(s): Randy Brooks)
Performer(s): De Strangers
Bomma is overreeje deur de Kerstman
't was op Kerstmisnacht rond hallef drij
Bompa kon en wou het ni gelove
mor Bomma wel..die was 'r zellef bij ....
z'had bà ons teveel gedronke
en zo rond 'n uur of twee
zee ze " 'k zien het nimîer zitte..
'k trappet af ik gon nor Bompa deur de sneeu'"
's morges hemme w'heur gevonde
hîemol koud en hîemol stijf
z'had ne stamp g'had van e rendier
en z'had spore van 'n slee over heur lijf
Bomma is overreeje deur de Kerstman
't was op Kerstmisnacht rond hallef drij
Bompa kon en wou het ni gelove
mor Bomma wel..die was 'r zellef bij ....
ze vertelde toen ze bijkwam
"'k zag 'n slee in volle vaart
mè daarin 'n heel oud ventje
in e rood kostuum en mè ne witten baard
veur da kik tegoei kon zegge
wa rij d'hier nà deur die straat
riep dîe vent nog..Merry Christmas..
en toen ree hem mè z'n slee over m' n graat"
Bomma is overreeje deur de Kerstman
't was op Kerstmisnacht rond hallef drij
Bompa kon en wou het ni gelove
mor Bomma wel..die was 'r zellef bij....
w'hemme Bomma heel voorzichtig
bà den open haard gelee
en daar was zij on 't vertelle
van dîe Kerstman mè z'n rendier en z'n slee
zij zee " 'k moet dîe vent ni hemme
want dîe rijdt zo dwaas as iet
a'k me nog laat overrij-je
lateket doen deur Sinterklaas en Zwarte Piet
Bomma is overreeje deur de Kerstman
't was op Kerstmisnacht rond hallef drij
Bompa kon en wou het ni gelove
mor Bomma wel..die was 'r zellef bij
Bomma is overreeje deur de Kerstman
't was op Kerstmisnacht rond hallef drij
Bompa kon en wou het ni gelove
mor Bomma wel..die was 'r zellef bij .....
Zaterdag 24 maart 1984
It's A Beautiful Evening
It's A Beautiful Evening
Composer(s): Ray Rash; Dotty Wayne
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
and multiple other artists
And so it begins but you can't have them all
Your heart has to settle down somewhere and sure enough one night it happens
The crickets, the mockingbirds, the perfume in the air, it's all there
You get the feeling mother nature is working overtime and you say to yourself this is it
It's a beautiful evening, what a beautiful evening
It's a beautiful evening for falling in love
The moon winked his eye
The stars agree that this is the night for you and me
And as soft as a willow every cloud is our pillow
And all heaven and earth know what we're thinking of
And darling they're so right so kiss and hold me tight
It's a beautiful evening for falling in love
And darling they're so right so kiss and hold me tight
It's a beautiful evening for falling in love
Zaterdag 24 maart 1984
Bobby Wants A Puppy Dog For Christmas
Bobby Wants A Puppy Dog For Christmas
Composer(s): Merle Haggard
Performer(s): Merle Haggard
Bobby wants a puppy dog for Christmas
I know you plan to bring electric trains
Bobby wants a puppy dog for Christmas
That's the only song we hear him sing
Santa, please remember Bobby's lonely
The closest neighbour's farm is quite a ways
And the country school don't have no children Bobby's size
And I'd like to give him something he can raise
And Bobby wants a puppy dog for Christmas
I know you plan to bring electric trains
But, Bobby wants a puppy dog for Christmas
And that's the only song we hear him sing
Butch and Susie won't be here for Christmas
And he won't see his cousins now till spring
If we can find a playmate he can play with
Santa, that'll be all you have to bring
And Bobby wants a puppy dog for Christmas
I know you plan to bring electric trains
But, Bobby wants a puppy dog for Christmas
That's the only song we hear him sing
Vrijdag 23 maart 1984
Beautiful Day
Beautiful Day
Composer(s): Bono - The Edge - Adam Clayton - Larry Mullen
First release by: U2 - 2000
The heart is a bloom, shoots up through the stony ground
But there's no room, no space to rent in this town
You're out of luck and the reason that you had to care
The traffic is stuck and you're not moving anywhere
You thought you'd found a friend to take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand in return for grace
It's a beautiful day, the sky falls
You feel like it's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
You're on the road but you've got no destination
You're in the mud, in the maze of her imagination
You love this town even if it doesn't ring true
You've been all over and it's been all over you
It`s a beautiful day
Don`t let it get away
It`s a beautiful day
Touch me, take me to that other place
Teach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case
See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by clouds
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the bedouins fires at night
see the oil fields at first sight
See the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colours came out
It was a beautiful day
A beautiful day
Don`t let it get away
Touch me, take me to that other place
Reach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case
What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don`t have you don't need it now
You don't need it now, you don't need it now
Its a Beautiful day
Vrijdag 23 maart 1984
Blue Christmas Tree
