Donderdag 6 april 1989
Polar Bear
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Woensdag 5 april 1989
Smurferifabriken
Smurferifabriken (aka Rallarpolka Från Västmanland)
Composer(s): Nils Fläcke; Claes Vogel
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog, Christian, Michael B. Tretow
Svarvarna snurrar och hammarna slår
Det är kugghjul som rullar, det är skyttlar som går
Oj, vad det virvlar av plankor och spik
I vår stora Smuferifabrik
Där går en smurf som om ingenting hänt
Och på foten där har han en hink med cement
Visst kan det ofta bli kalabalik
I vår stora Smuferifabrik
Ett, två, tre
Vår idé
Den blir nog succé
Vi ska snickra fällor vi
Som Gargamell kan trilla i
Han och hans hatt och hans elaka katt
Ja då kan dom säkert hålla sig för skratt
Lata smurfen han står vakt
Där han släpar runt med ett ynka plank
Och när ingen annan ser
Slår han spik med hammar'n upp och ner
Taljorna gnisslar och sågspånen yr
Och i smedjan minsann där ligger glöden och pyr
Kocksmurfen kan koka soppa på spik
I vår stora Smuferifabrik
Smurfa dig hitåt med penslar och färg
Så maskerar vi fällan till skogar och berg
En burk i taget och ingen panik
I vår stora Smuferifabrik
Ett, två, tre
Vår idé
Den blir nog succé
Vi ska snickra fällor vi
Som Gargamell kan trilla i
Han och hans hatt och hans elaka katt
Ja då kan dom säkert hålla sig för skratt
Ja vi ska snickra fällor vi
Som Gargamell kan trilla i
Han och hans hatt och hans elaka katt
Ja då kan dom säkert hålla sig för skratt
Woensdag 5 april 1989
Poker
Poker
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Pierre Roche
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Par trois gars de mon quartier
Je me suis laisser entraîner
Dans un tripot la semaine dernière
Dans une salle enfumée
Nous nous sommes installés
Autour d'une table de poker
On a enlevé nos vestons
Commandé force boissons
Puis la partie a commencé
Tell que je vais vous l'expliquer
On prend les cartes, on brasse les cartes
On coupe les cartes, on donne les cartes
C'est merveilleux on va jouer au poker
On prend ses cartes, on regarde ses cartes
On s'écrie: - cartes! puis l'on écarte
J'en jette trois car j'ai déjà une pair
Quand tout le monde a son jeu
On se regarde en chiens d'faïence
On essaie de lire dans les yeux
Du voisin plein de méfiance
J'ai pris trois cartes et lui deux cartes
Vous combien d'cartes? - moi juste une carte
Ah!..faut se méfier y'a du bluff dans l'air...
- Je suis blind à toi de parler -
Dit au second le premier
Ce dernier s'écrie: - Parole! -
Le troisième mis' cent francs
Je dis: - tes cent, plus mille francs -
Les deux autres s'arrêtent au vol
Le troisième me dit: - voilà -
Tes mille francs! qu'est ce que tu as?
- Trois dames, j'ai gagné je crois
- Non, dit-il car j'ai trois rois! -
On prend les cartes, on brasse les cartes
On coupe les cartes, on donne les cartes
Je me dis qu'es-tu venu faire dans cette galères?
On reprend les cartes, on regarde ses cartes
On s'écrie: - cartes! puis l'on écarte
Je me dis maintenant va falloir se refair'
Pendant toute la partie
Je me faisais des reproches
Quand se termina la nuit
Je n'avais plus rien en poche
Avant que je n'parte, je prend les cartes
Je déchire les carts
Je jette les cartes
Et les piétine avec colère
Au moment de m'en aller
J'entend des coups de sifflet
Une descente de police
Les inspecteurs du quartier
Veulent tous nous interroger
Me voici devant la justice
Ils me disent: - mon garçon
Nous sommes bons et te donnons
Une minute pour t'expliquer -
Je leur ai dit affolé
On prend les cartes, on brasse les cartes
On coupe les cartes, on donne les cartes
Je n'ai jamais rien eu de meilleur qu'une paire
On reprend ses cartes, on regarde ses cartes
On s'écrie: - cartes! et l'on écarte
Je vois très bien me dit le commissaire
On va vous emprisonner
Car du reste je m'en fiche
Mais on va vous affecter
Au département des fiches
On prend les cartes, on regarde les cartes
On trie les cartes, on range les cartes
En prison je suis devenu fonctionnaire
Tout ça parcequ'un jour
Un bien triste jour
J'ai voulu jouer au poker
Dinsdag 4 april 1989
Smuggler's Blues
Smuggler's Blues
Composer(s): Glenn Frey; Jack Tempchin
Performer(s): Glenn Frey; Jack Tempchin
There's trouble on the street tonight, I can feel it in my bones
I had a premonition that he should not go alone
I knew the gun was loaded, but I didn't think he'd kill
Everything exploded, and the blood began to spill
So baby, here's your ticket, and the suitcase in your hand
Here's a little money, now we'll do it just the way we planned
You be cool for twenty hours, and I'll pay you twenty grand
I'm sorry it went down like this, but someone had to lose
It's the nature of the business, it's the smuggler's blues
The sailors and the pilots, the soldiers and the law
The payoffs and the ripoffs and the things nobody saw
Don't matter if it's heroin, cocaine or hash,
You've got to carry weapons 'cause you always carry cash
There's lots of shady characters and lots of dirty deals
Every name's an alias in case somebody squeals
It's the lure of easy money, it's got a very strong appeal
Perhaps you'd understand it better standing in my shoes
It's the ultimate enticement, it's the smuggler's blues
You see it in the headlines, you hear it every day
They say they're gonna stop it, but it doesn't go away
They move it through Miami and sell it in LA
They hide it up in Telluride, I mean it's here to stay
It's propping up the governments in Columbia and Peru
You ask any D.A., man, they'll say there's nothing we can do
From the office of the president right down to me and you
Me and you
It's a losing proposition, but one you can't refuse
It's the politics of contraband, it's the smuggler's blues
Dinsdag 4 april 1989
Pokémon
Pokémon
Composer(s): John Siegler; John Loeffler
Performer(s): Vicki Sue Robinson
Pokémon
The journey's just begun
Pokémon
The more the better
Pokémon
Team Rocket's on the run
Pokémon
We're friends forever
You've got the power
Right in your hands
They'll evolve before your eyes
A world of magic
At your command
You can be a master if you try
Searching everyday
Pokémon
For the answer
Pokémon
No time to delay
Pokémon
This grand adventure
We're united, we'll always win
Together we stand tall
Unlock the secrets deep within
Learn to be the greatest of them all
Maandag 3 april 1989
Telegram
Telegram
Composer(s): Michael Kunze; Silvester Levay
First performance by: Silver Convention - 1977
Since you've gone - I'm all alone - Stop
Just can't make it on my own - Stop
Operator did you get the line
Rush a cable for I've got no time -
Gotta send a Telegram
Telegram to my Baby
Yes
I'm gonna send a
Telegram
Telegram
And then maybe
He won't keep me yearnin'
Tonight he'll be on his way
Tomorrow he'll be here to stay
Help me
Ma'am
I can't wait another day
Please forgive the things I said - Stop
Didn't mean to make you sad - Stop
Operator I'll pay any rate
If my message will not be too late -
Gotta send a Telegram
I was such a fool to let him go
Too proud to show that I love him so
Gotta send a Telegram
Help me Ma'am
Gotta send a Telegram
Maandag 3 april 1989
Poissons Morts
Poissons Morts
Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil; Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Poissons morts
Qui descendez le cours des fleuves
Poissons morts
Allez donc dire à mon amour
Que je cherche pour elle des fleurs
Que je cherche pour elle des fleurs
Des fleurs
Poissons morts
Bien sûr j'ai franchi la frontière
Poissons morts
Les hommes jettent des barrières
Toujours entre eux et le bonheur
Et le bonheur
Poissons morts
Allez donc dire aux moissonneuses
Poissons morts
Que la graisse de mitrailleuse
N'est pas la brillantine des dieux
N'est pas la brillantine des dieux
De Dieu
Poissons morts
Qui descendez cette rivière
Poissons morts
Allez donc dire à mon amour
Que je me perds en longs discours
Méchants discours...
Zondag 2 april 1989
Smorgasbord
Smorgasbord
Composer(s): Sid Tepper; Roy C. Bennett
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Some like their women short, some like them tall
I'll take them any size 'cause I love them all
I'm just wild about smorgasbord
I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
A little kiss here, a little kiss there
That's smorgasbord
Mmm
Some take just apple pie, some take just cake
I'll take the dish I please, please the dish I take
I'm just wild about smorgasbord
I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
A little kiss here, a little kiss there
That's smorgasbord
Mmm
Some like just southern belles, they got a one track mind
I go for all the belles, except the wedding kind
I'm just wild about smorgasbord
I got a cravin' for smorgasbord
A little kiss here, a little kiss there
That's smorgasbord
Some like their women short, some like them tall
I'll take them any size 'cause I love them all, Mmm
Some take just apple pie, some take just cake
I'll take the dish I please, please the dish I take
Zondag 2 april 1989
Poisoning Pigeons In The Park
Poisoning Pigeons In The Park
Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
Performer(s): Tom Lehrer
Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here
Life is skittles and life is beer
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring
I do, don't you?
'Course you do
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me
And makes every Sunday a treat for me
All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park
Every Sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me
As we poison the pigeons in the park
When they see us coming, the birdies all try an' hide
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide
The sun's shining bright
Everything seems all right
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park
We've gained notoriety
And caused much anxiety
In the Audubon Society
With our games
They call it impiety
And lack of propriety
And quite a variety
Of unpleasant names
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon
So if Sunday you're free
Why don't you come with me
And we'll poison the pigeons in the park
And maybe we'll do
In a squirrel or two
While we're poisoning pigeons in the park
We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment
Except for the few we take home to experiment
My pulse will be quickenin'
With each drop of strych'nine
We feed to a pigeon
(It just takes a smidgin!)
To poison a pigeon in the park
Zaterdag 1 april 1989
Casanova (Anita Skorgan)
Casanova
Composer(s): Svein Strugstad - Jonathan King
First performance by: Anita Skorgan - 1977
See the workman standing in the crowd
Can he hear your heart? – It beats so loud
Eyes so blue and head so gold
Can't believe what you been told
When he looks at you, you feel so proud
Every girl's excited by his smile
He's handsome, he's charming, he's got style
Listen, girl, I'm warning you
Don't go through what I went through
You're just another entry for his file
In the night you'll hear Casanova
When the stars are shining bright up in the sky
In your dreams you'll hear Casanova
Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry
He can come for every girl in town
Hold you close, then run and let you down
Love for him is just a game
Every girl is just the same
Just another jewel for his crown
In the night you'll hear Casanova
When the stars are shining bright up in the sky
In your dreams you'll hear Casanova
Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry
In the night you'll hear Casanova (Oh Casanova)
When the stars are shining bright up in the sky (Oh Don Juan)
In your dreams you'll hear Casanova
Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry
In the night you'll hear Casanova (Oh Casanova)
When the stars are shining bright up in the sky (Oh Don Juan)
In your dreams you'll hear Casanova
Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry
Don't be fooled, he'll make you cry
Zaterdag 1 april 1989
Poison Whiskey
Poison Whiskey
Composer(s): Ed King; Ronnie Van Zant
Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd; Tishamingo
Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land
And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man
Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor
'Hey doctor, won't you check his head?'
The only thing that was wrong with him
Was Johnny Walker's Red
He drank ole poison whiskey
'Til it killed him dead
It happened back in the bayou many years ago
Satan came to take him and he did it real slow
Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor
The doctor just shook his head
'Twenty years of rotgut whiskey
Done killed the poor man dead'
He drank ole poison whiskey
'Til it killed him dead
Take a tip from me, people... brothers can't you see
Ain't no future in ole poison whiskey
They're gonna rush you down to see the doctor
The doctor's gonna shake his head
The only thing he's gonna tell ya
'Stop drinkin' Johnny Walker's Red
Don't drink poison whiskey, don't you drink it boy'
Vrijdag 31 maart 1989
Smooth
Smooth
Composer(s): Rob Thomas; Itaal Shur
First release by: Santana & Rob Thomas - 1999
Man it's a hot one, like seven inches from the midday sun
I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone, but you stay so cool
My Munequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa
You're my reason for reason, the step in my groove
And if you said this life ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
'Cause you're so smooth
And it's just like the ocean under the moon
Well that's the same as the emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of loving that could be so smooth
Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it
Well I'll tell you one thing, if you would leave it be a crying shame
In every breath and every word, I hear your name calling me out
Out from the barrio, you hear my rhythm on your radio
You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow, turning you round and round
And if you said this life ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
'Cause you're so smooth
And it's just like the ocean, under the moon
Well that's the same as the emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of loving that could be so smooth
give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it
And it's just like the ocean, under the moon
Well that's the same as the emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of loving that could be so smooth
give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it
Vrijdag 31 maart 1989
Poison Ivy
Poison Ivy
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller
Performer(s): The Coasters
She comes on like a rose
But everybody knows
She'll get you in Dutch
You can look but you'd better not touch
Poison Ivy Poison Ivy
Late at night while you're sleeping
Poison Ivy comes creeping around
She's pretty as a daisy
But look out man she's crazy
She'll really do you in
If you let her get under your skin
Measles make you mumpy
And mumps will make you lumpy
And chicken pox will make you
Jump and switch
A common cold will fool you
And whooping cough can cool ya
But Poison Ivy lord will make you itch
Your gonna need an ocean
Of calamine lotion
You'll be scratching like a hound
The minute you start to mess around
Poison Ivy Poison Ivy
Late at night while you're sleeping
Poison Ivy comes creeping around
Measles make you mumpy
And mumps will make you lumpy
And chicken pox will make you
Jump and switch
A common cold will fool you
And whooping cough can cool ya
But Poison Ivy lord will make you itch
Your gonna need an ocean
Of calamine lotion
You'll be scratching like a hound
The minute you start to mess around
Poison Ivy Poison Ivy
Late at night while you're sleeping
Poison Ivy comes creeping around
La la la la
la la la la
la la la la
Donderdag 30 maart 1989
Boom Boom Boomerang
Boom Boom Boomerang
Composer(s): Georg Herrnstadt; Willi Resetarits; Herbert Zöchling-Tampier; Lukas Resetarits
First performance by: Schmetterlinge - 1977
Music is love for you and me
Music is money for the record company
Musik liegt wieder in der Luft
Mmm ... das ist der ganz besond´re Duft
Der großen Welt, die uns gefällt
Deejay vor dem Mikrophon
Leg uns jetzt auf den Plattenteller
(Den Schlager der Saison)
Moneten bringt der Superseller
Mono oder Stereo
Live oder im Studio
Also sprach Big Brother´s Voice
'Super-Hits für Girls and Boys'
Yeah!
Boom Boom Boomerang, Snadderydang
Kangaroo, Boogaloo, Didgeridoo
Ding dong, sing the song, hear the guitar twang
Kojak, hijack, me and you
Boom Boom Boomerang, Snadderydang
Kangaroo, Boogaloo, Didgeridoo
Ding dong, sing the song, hear the guitar twang
Kojak, hijack, me and you
Ein gutes Lied ist pures Gold
(Das hören die Konzernherrn
Von Nashville bis Luzern gern)
Und der Dollar rockt und rollt
Mono oder Stereo
Live oder im Studio
Album oder Single
Klingel, Kassa, klingel!
Rhythm and Blues, Rock 'n' Roll
Reggae, Shuffle oder Soul
Clap your hands, slap your feet
Und kauf dir diesen Superhit
Yeah!
Boom Boom Boomerang, Snadderydang
Kangaroo, Boogaloo, Didgeridoo
Ding dong, sing the song, hear the guitar twang
Kojak, hijack, me and you
Boom Boom Boomerang, Snadderydang
Kangaroo, Boogaloo, Didgeridoo
Ding dong, sing the song, hear the guitar twang
Kojak, hijack, me and you
Ein Lied ist wie ein Boomerang
(Boom Boom Boomerang)
Boom Boom Boomerang, Snadderydang
Kangaroo, Boogaloo, Didgeridoo
Ding dong, sing the song, hear the guitar twang
Kojak, hijack, me and you
(Who?) Me and you
(Who?) Me and you
Donderdag 30 maart 1989
Poison Heart
Poison Heart
Composer(s): Dee Dee Ramone; Daniel Rey
Performer(s): The Ramones;
and various other artists
No one ever thought this one would survive
Helpless child, gonna walk a drum beat behind
Lock you in a dream, never let you go
Never let you laugh or smile, not you.
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
I just want to walk right out of this world
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
Making friends with a homeless torn up man
He just kind of smiles, it really shakes me up
There's danger on every corner but I'm okay
Walking down the street trying to forget yesterday
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
I just want to walk right out of this world
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart ... yeah!
You know that life really takes its toll
And a poet's gut reaction is to search his very soul
So much damn confusion before my eyes
But nothing seems to phase me and this one still survives
I just want to walk right out of this world
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
I just want to walk right out of this world
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart
Woensdag 29 maart 1989
Smoking Gun
Smoking Gun
Composer(s): D. Amy; Richard Cousins; Robert Cray
Performer(s): Robert Cray
I get a constant busy signal when I call you on the phone
I get a strong uneasy feeling you're not sitting there alone
I'm having nasty nasty visions and baby you're in every one, yeah
And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with a still hot, smokin gun
Maybe you want to end it, you've had your fill of my kind of fun
But you don't know how to tell me and you know that I'm not that dumb
I put two and one together and you know that's not an even sum
And I know just where to find you with a still hot, smokin gun
I'm standing here bewildered, I can't remember just what I've done
I can hear the sirens whining, my eyes blinded by the sun
I know that I should be running, my heart's beating just like a drum
Now they've knocked me down and taken it, that still hot, smokin gun
Yeah still hot, smokin gun
Yes they've taken it
Still hot, smokin gun
Oh they've taken it
Still hot, smokin gun
Knocked me down, taken it
Woensdag 29 maart 1989
Pois É
Pois É
Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Antonio Carlos Jobim
Performer(s): Chico Buarque;
and various other artists
Pois é
Fica o dito e o redito por não dito
E é difícil dizer que foi bonito
É inútil cantar o que perdi
Taí
Nosso mais-que-perfeito está desfeito
E o que me parecia tão direito
Caiu desse jeito sem perdão
Então
Disfarçar minha dor eu não consigo
Dizer: somos sempre bons amigos
É muita mentira para mim
Enfim
Hoje na solidão ainda custo
A entender como o amor foi tão injusto
Pra quem só lhe foi dedicação
Pois é, e então ...
Dinsdag 28 maart 1989
Smokin' In The Boys' Room
Smokin' In The Boys' Room
Composer(s): Michael Koda; Michael Lutz
First release by: Brownsville Station - 1973
How you doin' out there? Ya ever seem to have one of those days
Where it just seems like everybody's gettin' on your case?
From your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend?
Well, ya know, I used to have 'em just about all the time
But I found a way to get out of 'em
Let me tell you about it!
Sitting in the classroom, thinking it's a drag
Listening to the teacher rap, just ain't my bag
The noon bells rings, you know that's my cue
I'm gonna meet the boys on floor number two!
Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules
But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
Checkin' out the halls, makin' sure the coast is clear
Lookin' in the stalls, "No, there ain't nobody here!"
Oh, my buddy Fang, and me and Paul
To get caught would surely be the death of us all
Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules
But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
All right!
Oh, put me to work, in the school book store
Check out counter and I got bored
Teacher was lookin' for me all around
Two hours later, you know where I was found
Smokin' in the boys' room (Yes indeed, I was)
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules
But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
One mo'!
Smokin' in the boys' room
Oh, smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now, teacher, I am fully aware of the rules
And everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school!
Dinsdag 28 maart 1989
Point Me In The Direction Of Albuquerque
Point Me In The Direction Of Albuquerque
Composer(s): Tony Romeo
Performer(s): The Partridge Family
Window walkin' downtown, feelin' mighty good
and I noticed from the corner how all alone she stood
Underneath the lamplight, an angel in disguise
Lonely little runaway with teardrops in her eyes
Crazy little ragdoll, her hair was wild and tossed
and I put my arm around her, 'cause I knew that she was lost
She didn't seem to notice that anyone was near
'till suddenly she turned to me and whispered in my ear
Point me in the direction of Albuquerque
I want to go home, and help me get home
Point me in the direction of Albuquerque
I need to get home, need to get home
Showed me a ticket for a Greyhound bus, her head was lost in time
She didn't know who or where she was
"And anyone that helps me is a real good friend of mine"
Real good friend of mine
Point me in the direction of Albuquerque
And help me get home, help me get home
Walked her to the station and kissed away the tears
Knowing I'd remember through all the coming years
Ragdoll on that Greyhound who waved with all her might
Weeped against the window as the bus rolled out of sight
Point me in the direction of Albuquerque
I want to go home, and help me get home
Point me in the direction of Albuquerque
I need to get home, need to get home
(Repeat)
Maandag 27 maart 1989
Une Petite Française
