Dinsdag 29 november 1988
Play Me
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Maandag 28 november 1988
De Oude Muzikant
De Oude Muzikant
First performance by: Ben Cramer - 1973
Door de straten van Parijs
Klinkt nog steeds dezelfde wijs
Van die oude muzikant
Je hoort 'm al aan de overkant
Eens was hij toch heel beroemd
Altijd werd zijn naam genoemd
Nu is hij heel oud en grijs
Ouder dan de stad Parijs
Door de straten, over pleinen
Klinkt dat ene lied
Die melodie zal nooit verdwijnen
Ook al ken je hem niet
Eenzaam zijn nu al zijn dagen
Niemand die hem nog kent
Hij speelt op zijn accordeon
En denkt aan hoe het eens begon
Het leven is nu grauw en grijs
In de straten van Parijs
Zijn vrienden kennen hem niet meer
Maar kijken nu nog op hem neer
Hij speelt voor geld nog op de straat
Voor 's morgens vroeg tot 's avonds laat
Niemand die nog op hem wacht
Maar soms is het of hij weer lacht
Hij was beroemd in 't hele land
Die oude grijze muzikant
Door de straten, over pleinen
Klinkt dat ene lied
Die melodie zal nooit verdwijnen
Ook al ken je hem niet
Eenzaam zijn nu al zijn dagen
Niemand die hem nog kent
Hij speelt op zijn accordeon
En denkt aan hoe het eens begon
Het leven is nu grauw en grijs
In de straten van Parijs
Maandag 28 november 1988
Play It Fair
Play It Fair
Composer(s): Bill Campbell
Performer(s): LaVern Baker
Give your heart to the one
Who gave her heart to you
If you must play the game
Play it fair (play it fair)
Save your love for the one
Who saves her love for you
If you must play with love
Play it fair (play it fair)
Oh you don't have to be wise
No you don't have to be so smart
Just to realize
It's wrong to break a heart
So be true to the one
Who's always true to you
If she's true why can't you
Play it fair (play it fair)
Yes you-ooo should bear in mind
That you just can't live alone
So why not spend your time
With someone all your own
Keep your mind on the one
Whose mind's always on you
If you must play the game
Play it fair (play it fair)
Zondag 27 november 1988
Sleepy Lagoon
Sleepy Lagoon
Composer(s): Eric Coates; Jack Lawrence
Performer(s): Dinah Shore
and multiple other artists
A sleepy lagoon, a tropical moon
And two on an island
A sleepy lagoon, and two hearts in tune
In some lullaby land
The fire flies gleam reflects in the stream
They sparkle and shimmer
A star from on high falls out of the sky
And slowly grows dimmer.
The leaves in the trees all dance in the breeze
And float in the ripple
We're deep in the spell as nightingales tell
Of roses and dew
The memory of this moment of love
Will haunt me forever
A tropical moon, a sleepy lagoon
And you
Zondag 27 november 1988
Play Gypsy
Play Gypsy
Performer(s): Joe Loss
Play gypsy, play gypsy
Sounds that I love
Bring back the springtime to my heart
Let me forget you must fade
And that love may not stay
Play and my sadness will depart
Tune up your gypsy violin
Let the dance begin
Take me back to joy and laughter
Never mind what may come after
Play gypsy, play gypsy
Sounds that I love
Bring back the springtime to my heart
Tune up your gypsy violin
Let the dance begin
Take me back to joy and laughter
Never mind what may come after
Play gypsy, play gypsy
Sounds that I love
Bring back the springtime to my heart
Zaterdag 26 november 1988
You Are Summer - You Never Tell Me No
You Are Summer - You Never Tell Me No
Composer(s): Monica Dominique; Carl-Axel Dominique; Lars Forsell
First performance by: Nova - 1973
Monday morning - the streets are black with rain
Under a skylight hovers sad and grey
Tuesday waits down the endless dreary day
And every day is like the other day
I have you and I long for your carress
Oh... your breasts are like swallows in nestling
You're the Summer, life grows in you
Summer, wind blows in you
Summer is glowing you
Summer, since knowing you
You are Summer, you never tell me no
Summer, life grows in you
Summer, wind blows in you
Summer, you never tell me no
Times are stale and the days are long and slow
There is no song can make me laugh and swing
Half past four, I pack up and home I go
Home to the point and fear the evenings bring
I have you and I long for your carress
Oh... your breasts are like swallows in nestling
You're the Summer, life grows in you
Summer, wind blows in you
Summer is glowing you
Summer, since knowing you
You are Summer, you never tell me no
Summer, life grows in you
Summer, wind blows in you
Summer, you never tell me no
I have you and I long for your carress
Oh... your breasts are like swallows in nestling
You're the Summer, life grows in you
Summer, wind blows in you
Summer is glowing you
Summer, since knowing you
You are Summer, you never tell me no
You are Summer, you never tell me no
Zaterdag 26 november 1988
Play Guitar Play
Play Guitar Play
Composer(s): Conway Twitty
Performer(s): Conway Twitty; Charley Pride
Play, guitar play
Take me back to yesterday
Let me see, cotton growing, in the fields
Let me hear, my momma calling
Look a-yonder ya-all who's coming
Down the road, he's a coming home
But they know I never will
I left them living with that awful thing I done
I didn't tell them I just packed my clothes and run
Play, guitar play
Help me through another day
Help me make another dollar, before I go
We got time, for one more song
Then we'll have to move along
Another town, another crowd
Lord I wonder if they know
Can they read between the lines in my song
As I sing about a good boy that's went wrong
Guitar we got years to kill
We got to climb that distant hill
I wonder if they think of me
Guitar play
Vrijdag 25 november 1988
Sleepy Hollow
Sleepy Hollow
Composer(s): Harold G. Frost; Lemuel Fowler; Henri Klickmann
Sweetheart, I've been dreaming of a by gone day
When you said you loved me so
Silv'ry stars are gleaming just to light my way
Seems they know that I want to go
Underneath the willow 'neath a sky of blue
While the moonlight softly beams
I will make my pillow while I dream of you
Once again I will stroll in dreams
Back to Sleepy Hollow, Sleepy Hollow
Where I first met you
I'll dream again, all the dream we knew
I'll dream again dear, of your sweet eyes of blue
In the shadows falling you are calling
As you used to do
While the mem'ries follow "Sleepy Hollow"
Where I first met you
Vrijdag 25 november 1988
Play A Simple Melody
Play A Simple Melody
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists
Won't you play some simple melody
Like my mother sang to me
One with a good old-fashioned harmony
Play some simple melody
Musical demon, set your honey a-dreaming, won't you play me some rag
Just change that classical nag to some sweet beautiful drag
If you will play from a copy of a tune that is choppy you'll get all my applause
And that is simply because I want to listen to rag
Won't you play some simple melody
(Musical demon, set your honey a-dreaming, won't you play me some rag)
Like my mother sang to me (Just change that classical nag to some sweet beautiful drag)
One with a good old-fashioned harmony (If you will play from a copy
of a tune that is choppy, you'll get all my applause)
Play some simple melody (And that is simply because I want to listen to rag)
Donderdag 24 november 1988
Tu Te Reconnaîtras
Tu Te Reconnaîtras
(Dutch Version: Vuur En Vlam - 1995)
Composer(s): Claude Morgan; Vline Buggy
First performance by: Anne-Marie David - 1973
Dans les rêves
De l'enfance
Dans l'élève
Que le maître a puni
Dans la gare ou commence
La première aventure de la vie
Dans celui qui doute
Dans celui qui croit
Tu verras
tu te reconnaîtras
à chaque instant
Dans chaque joie
Dans chaque larme
Tu verras
tu te reconnaîtras
Dans cet enfant
parmi ces gens
Tout comme toi
Dans les rêves
De l'artiste
Que la gloire n'a jamais couronné
Dans le monde
Egoiste
Qui renie ce qu'il a adoré
Dans ceux qui ont peur
Dans ceux qui ont froid
Tu verras
tu te reconnaîtras
Dans cet amour
Que j'ai pour toi
Oui tu verras
Tu te reconnaîtras
Donderdag 24 november 1988
Plata O Mierda
Plata O Mierda
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
El infierno esta vacío
yo lo sé, yo estuve allí
los demonios andan sueltos por aquí
Vamos todos contra todos
como en peregrinación
al Dios dinero
cantando esta canción
Plata o mierda, dice el cura
plata o mierda, dice el juez
plata o mierda, el policía
la única opción es hoy tener
plata o mierda no hay otra
es ganar o perder
porque tener es más que ser
Hoy la vida ya no tiene
más sentido ni valor
nos inyectan solo dudas y temor
Hitler vive
Elvis vive
y el suicida no murió
todos ríen y cantan a viva voz
Plata o mierda, el senador
plata o mierda, el dictador
esta historia la conozco
y está cada vez peor
plata o mierda no hay chance
es ganar o perder
porque tener es más que ser
Puede ser Krishnamurti
Puede ser William Blake
algo de sufi, algo de Zen
hay tanto que hacer
San Agustín de día
de noche Proust o Nietzche
pobre alma mía
sola y vacía
y tanto que hacer...
Yo sé que hay algo más
Dios dinero, deja ya de gobernar...
basta ya...
Plata o mierda, en la prisión
y en la zona de exclusión
plata o mierda en todas partes
en el fútbol y en el rock
plata o mierda no hay otra
es ganar o perder
porque tener es más que ser
porque tener es más que ser
y no puede ser
yo solo quiero ser
oh, nena quiero ser
yo solo quiero ser...
Woensdag 23 november 1988
Vuur En Vlam
Vuur En Vlam
(Adapted from: Tu Te Reconnaîtras - 1973)
Composer(s): Claude Morgan; Vline Buggy; Jo De Clercq
Wendy Van Wanten - 1995
In de droom van elk meisje
Komt een prins en die neemt haar dan mee
Op z'n paard en dan reis je
Naar zijn land in de zon aan de zee
Maar soms worden dromen
Toch werkelijk waar
Vuur en vlam
Toen ik je tegenkwam
Van kop tot teen
Dwars door me heen
Toen jij verscheen
Vuur en vlam
Toen ik jou tegenkwam
Als een orkaan
Niet te weerstaan
Kwam jij er aan
Wat ik zie in jou ogen
Wat ik hoor in de klant van je stem
Is een gift van de goden
Als een prins die voor mij is bestemd
Zo worden mijn dromen
Toch eindelijk waar
Vuur en vlam
Toen ik je tegenkwam
Van kop tot teen
Dwars door me heen
Toen jij verscheen
Vuur en vlam
Toen ik jou tegenkwam
Als een orkaan
Niet te weerstaan
Kwam jij er aan
Woensdag 23 november 1988
Plastic People
Plastic People
Composer(s): Richard Berry; Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa;
Alternative TV; The Mothers of Invention
Ladies and Gentlemen...
The President of the United States!
"Fella Americans...Doot, Doot, Doot..."
He's been sick!--Doot! Doot!
And I think his wife is gonna bring him
Some chicken soap
Plastic people!
Oh, baby, now you're such a drag
I know it's hard to defend an unpopular policy
Every once in a while
Plastic people!
Oh, baby, now you're such a drag
And there's this guy from the CIA he's creepin'
Around Laurel Canyon
A fine little girl She waits for me
She's as plastic as she can be
She paints her face With plastic goo
And wrecks her hair With some shampoo
Plastic people
Oh, baby, now you're such a drag
"I dunno...sometimes I just get tired
Of ya honey--it's...ah..your
Hair spray...or something..."
Plastic people
Oh, baby, now you're such a drag
"I hear the sound of marching feet...
down Sunset Boulevard to Crescent Heights
...and there...at Pandora's box...
We are confronted with...a vast
Quantity of...Plastic people..."
Take a day and walk around
Watch the Nazi's Run your town
Then go home and check yourself
You think we're singing
'Bout someone else
But you're Plastic people
Oh, Baby, now
You're such a drag
Me see a neon Moon above
I searched for years I found no love
I'm sure that love Will never be
A product of Plasticity
A product of Plasticity
Plastic, plastic people--Pla-ha-ha-ha-ha-plastic
You are--your foot--your hair--your nose--your arms
you suck--you love--you are
your being is--you're plastic
blah--blah--blah--blah plastic Peoples
A prune is not a vegetable
cabbage is a vegetable; makes it O.K.
plastic people--plastic People
you dream about...you think about...you eat
you are...Ooo-Hoo-Hoo...
purple prancing--plastic People
Pee-Pee-Pee-Pee-Pee-Peep!
Dinsdag 22 november 1988
Sleepy Eyed John
Sleepy Eyed John
Composer(s): Tex Atchinson
Performer(s): Johnny Horton
and multiple other artists
Well away down yonder on the Candy Creek I wait a lot of fiddles on my wagon seat
I tune up the fiddle and I rosin' that bow and I play a little tune wherever I go
Sleepy eyed John better get your britches on sleepy eyed John better tie your shoe
Sleepy eyed John you better get your bitches on
Try to get to heaven fore the devil gets to you
Well sleepy eyed John he stalked a goose that goose it flapped but couldn't get loose
Said John to the goose well you better be still
I'm gonna miss my supper and tea if you will
Sleepy eyed John...
Well sleepy eyed John he had one wooden leg wadn't nothin' but a little wooden peg
With one shoe off and one shoe on
He'd do the double shuffle till the cows come home
Sleepy eyed John...
Well over in the hickory and down in the pine
The racoon laughs and the hound dog whines
And the hound dog whines and the racoon laughs
And they cross that river in a minute and a half
Sleepy eyed John...
Dinsdag 22 november 1988
Plastic Man
Plastic Man
Composer(s): Ray Davies
Performer(s): The Kinks
A man lives at the corner of the street
And his neighbors think he's helpful and he's sweet
'Cause he never swears and he always shakes you by the hand
But no one knows he really is a plastic man
He's got a plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes
(Yeah, he's plastic man)
He's got plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose
(Yeah, he's plastic man)
He's got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums
And plastic legs that reach up to his plastic bum (Plastic bum)
Plastic man got no brain
Plastic man don't feel no pain
Plastic people look the same
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Kick his shin or tread on his face
Pull his nose all over the place
You can't disfigure or disgrace
Plastic man (Plastic man)
He's got plastic flowers growing up the wall
He eats plastic food with a plastic knife and fork
He likes plastic cups and saucers 'cause they never break
And he likes to lick his gravy off a plastic plate
Plastic man got no brain
Plastic man don't feel no pain
Plastic people look the same
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Kick his shin or tread on his face
Pull his nose all over the place
You can't disfigure or disgrace
Plastic man (Plastic man)
He's got a plastic wife who wears a plastic mac
(Yeah, he's plastic man)
And his children wanna be plastic like their Dad
(Yeah, he's plastic man)
He's got a phony smile that makes you think he understands
But no one ever gets the truth from plastic man (Plastic man)
Plastic man (Plastic man, plastic man)
Maandag 21 november 1988
Chi Sarà Con Te
Chi Sarà Con Te
Composer(s): Enrico Polito - Giancarlo Bigazzi - T. Savio
First performance by: Massimo Ranieri - 1973
Come al nostro primo appuntamento un anno fa
Oggi aspetto un'altra e tutto si ripeterà
Camminiamo un poco e mentre prendo la sua mano
Il cuore mi domanda piano
Chi sarà con te, forse la sua mano, stringerà la tua
Chi sarà, sarà, magari è emozionato come io con lei
Non parliamo più, io m'avvicino e sfioro le sue labbra ma
Penso a chi sarà con te
Lucide vetrine, specchi per gli innamorati
Cinema da pochi soldi, strade sconosciute
Lei che ti assomiglia un poco e il fuoco si riaccende
Ma un po' di nostalgia mi prende
Chi sarà con te, chi ti stringerà forte come me
Chi sarà, sarà, cosa importa ormai, se l'ho voluto io
Caro amore mio, mentre io ti penso, chi sarà con te
Maandag 21 november 1988
Plastic Fantastic Lover
Plastic Fantastic Lover
Composer(s): Marty Balin
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane
Her neon mouth with a bleeding talk smile
Is nothing but electric sign
You could say she has an individual style
She's a part of a colorful time
Super-sealed lady, chrome-color clothes
You wear 'cause you have no other
But I suppose no one knows
You're my plastic fantastic lover
Your rattlin' cough never shuts off
Is nothing but a used machine
Your aluminum finish, slightly diminished
Is the best I've ever seen
Cosmetic baby, plug into me
And never, ever find another
And I realize no one's wise
To my plastic fantastic lover
The electrical dust is starting to rust
Her trapezoid thermometer taste
All the red tape is mechanical rape
Of the TV program waste
Data control and IBM
Science is mankind's brother
But all I see is draining me
On my plastic fantastic lover
Zondag 20 november 1988
Sleepwalk
Sleepwalk
Composer(s): Santo Farina; Johnny Farina; Ann Farina
First release by: Santo & Johnny - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
Sleep walk
Instead of dreaming
I sleep walk
'Cause I lost you
And now what am I to do
What to do
Can't believe that we're through
I don't care how much you tell me
Sleep talk
'Cause I miss you
I sleep talk
While the memory of you
Lingers like a song
Darling, I was so wrong
But I'll be right someday
The night
Fills my lonely place
I see your face
Spinning through my brain
I know
I miss you so
I still love you
And it drives me insane
Sleep walk
Every night
I just sleep walk
And when you
Walk inside the door
I will sleep walk no more
Sleep walk
Every night
I just sleep walk
And when you
Walk inside the door
I will sleep walk no more
I will sleep walk no more
I will sleep walk no more
Zondag 20 november 1988
Plantons La Vigne
Plantons La Vigne
(Traditional)
Plantons la vigne
C'est l'eau qui vient de vigne
vignons, vignons, vignons
C'est l'eau qui vient de vign' en vin
c'est l'eau qui vient de vigne
De vigne en grappe
C'est l'eau qui vient de grappe
grappons, grappons, grappons
C'est l'eau qui vient de grappe en vin
c'est l'eau qui vient de grappe
De grappe en tonne
C'est l'eau qui vient de tonne
tonnons, tonnons, tonnons
C'est l'eau qui vient de tonne en vin
c'est l'eau qui vient de tonne
De tonne en litre
C'est l'eau qui vient de litre
litrons, litrons, litrons
C'est l'eau qui vient de litre en vin
c'est l'eau qui vient de litre
De litre en verre
C'est l'eau qui vient de verre
verrons, verrons, verrons
C'est l'eau qui vient de verre en vin
c'est l'eau qui vient de verre
De verre en bouche
C'est l'eau qui vient de bouche
bouchons, bouchons, bouchons
C'est l'eau qui vient de bouche en vin
c'est l'eau qui vient de bouche
De bouche en pisse
C'est l'eau qui vient de pisse
pissons, pissons, pissons
C'est l'eau qui vient de pisse en vin
c'est l'eau qui vient de pisse
De pisse en terre
C'est l'eau qui vient de terre
terrons, terrons, terrons
C'est l'eau qui vient de terre en vin
c'est l'eau qui vient de terre
Zaterdag 19 november 1988
Gori Vatra
