Woensdag 12 april 1989
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Dinsdag 11 april 1989
Beatles
Beatles
Composer(s): Sven Olof Bagge - Claes Bure
First performance by: Forbes - 1977
Beatles gav oss sin musik
"Yesterday", vad den var fin
Alla älska' melodin
Yeah yeah yeah...
När skivor kom då gick det larm
Grammofonen den gick varm
Alla föll för Beatles charm
Yeah yeah yeah...
Många gick och nynna' på
"A Hard Day's Night" fast de var små
Farfars far kan ge svar vem de var
Beatles, Beatles
Världen var en stor estrad
Och där stod vi rad i rad
Njöt av varje fin ballad
Yeah yeah yeah...
Beatles gav oss sin musik
Flickor tjöt i vilda skrik
Alla skivor har vi kvar
Vi ska minnas Ringo Starr
Och George och Paul och John
Farfars far, kan ge svar vem de var
Beatles, Beatles
Världen var en stor estrad
Och där stod vi rad i rad
Njöt av varje fin ballad
Yeah yeah yeah...
Beatles gav oss sin musik
Flickor tjöt i vilda skrik
Alla skivor har vi kvar
Vi ska minnas Ringo Starr
Och George och Paul och John
Dinsdag 11 april 1989
Polichinelle (France Gall)
Polichinelle
Composer(s): Jean-Paul Bernard; P. Saka
Performer(s): France Gall
J'ai un joli polichinelle
Que vient de m'offrir une amie
Dans son bel habit de dentelle
Il est assis, près de mon lit
Mais un jour mon polichinelle
En un grand garçon s'est changé
Il m'a dit : "Vous êtes bien celle
Que je vais aimer"
C'était le prince charmant
Dont je rêvais quand j'étais enfant
Il m'a prise dans ses bras
Et m'a dit tout bas
"Déguisé en polichinelle
Je suis là pour vous emmener
Et demain une vie nouvelle
Pour tous les deux va commencer"
Oui mais juste à ce moment-là
Soudain j'ai entendu des pas
C'était ma mère qui arrivait
Et dans ma chambre, elle est entrée
Le garçon en polichinelle
Comme par miracle s'est changé
Dans son bel habit de dentelle
Assis sur mon lit
Je ne sais pas si j'ai rêvé
Ou bien si c'est la réalité
Mais moi j'ai depuis ce jour
Rencontré l'amour
J'ai un joli polichinelle
Que viens de m'offrir une amie
Dans son bel habit de dentelle
Il est toute ma vie
Dou dou dou dou dou dou dou
Dou dou dou dou dou dou dou
Dou dou dou dou dou dou dou
Dou dou dou dou dou dou dou
Il est toute ma vie
Il est toute ma vie
Il est toute ma vie
Maandag 10 april 1989
Snapshot
Snapshot
Composer(s): Kye Fleming
Performer(s): Sylvia
I found a cigarette, circled with lipstick
And the lingering of perfume in the room
The look on his face, was priceless
I don't think he expected me so soon
I'm sure he's got, an innocent excuse
Except for the snapshot
He doesn't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!)
He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime!
Except for the snapshot
That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!)
He think he's got one on me
But he hasn't seen, the snapshot
He says he bought the new car strictly for business
And the new clothes match the new smile on his face
The extra key on his chain, must be to the office
Poor baby, leaving early, staying late
He's got an alibi, for every move he makes
Except for the snapshot
He doesn't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!)
He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime!
Except for the snapshot
That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!)
He thinks he's got one on me
But he hasn't seen, the snapshot
When he comes home tonight
It'll be his surprise
I had it blown up, life size! (Life size!)
I'm not quite as foolish, as you thought I'd be
I took everything
Including the snapshot
He don't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!)
He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime!
Except for the snapshot
That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!)
He thinks he's got one on me
But he hasn't seen the snapshot
Except for the snapshot
He don't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!)
He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime!
Except for the snapshot
That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!)
He thinks he's got one on me
But wait 'til he sees the snapshot!
Maandag 10 april 1989
Polichinelle (Edith Piaf)
Polichinelle
Composer(s): Charles Dumont; Jacques Plante
Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Ute Lemper
Tire les ficelles
Tire les ficelles
Ton polichinelle
Te tendras les bras
Tourne la baguette
Et ta marionnette
Penchera la tête
Et te sourira
Tant que tes doigts lestes
Commandent mes gestes
Tu te fous du reste
Ça ne compte pas
Tire les ficelles
Et Polichinelle
Aussitôt, fera
Ce que tu voudras
Tire les ficelles
Tire les ficelles
Ton polichinelle
Fera mille tours
Te dira "Je t'aime"
Cachera ses peines
Cachera sa haine
Sous les mots d'amour
J'irai dans le monde
Pour que toi, dans l'ombre
Tu aies le triomphe
Auquel tu as droit
Ton polichinelle
Fera tant de zèle
Que, dès qu'on nous verra
On t'applaudira
Sais-tu seulement
Si j'ai un cœur?
Sais-tu seulement
Si j'ai une âme?
C'est pas prévu dans ton programme
De prestidigitateur
Tire les ficelles
Tire les ficelles
De Polichinelle
Mais prends garde à toi
Car il est possible
Que je me délivre
Des fils invisibles
Qui m'attachent à toi
En brisant le charme
Je retrouve une âme
Je redeviens femme
Je redeviens moi...
Faut que t'en profites
On se lasse vite
Et le jour viendra
Où ça cassera...
Où ça cassera...
Où ça cassera...
Zondag 9 april 1989
Swiss Lady
Swiss Lady
Composer(s): Peter Reber
First performance by: Pepe Lienhard Band - 1977
Sie war ziemlich schlank
sie war gertenschlank
und manchmal nahm er sie aus seinem Schrank
dann machte er Musik und legte zärtlich die Hand um sie
Er spielte Rock'n'Roll
er spielte Dixieland
und war bekannt als die "One-man-mountain Band"
Er sagte: "Durch sie allein ist die Welt voll Musik
sie gibt mir alles und vergiát mich nie"
Sie ist meine Swiss Lady
und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen
und wer sie einmal gehört hat
der kann mich sicher versteh'n
Ja
sie ist meine Swiss Lady
und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen
und wer sie einmal gehört hat
weiá
nur ein Alphorn klingt so schön
Jahu
duhu
jahu
duhu
jahu Swiss Lady
Jahu Swiss Lady
jahu
Wenn er nach Hause kam
nahm er sie in den Arm
wo er sie liebevoll auseinandernahm
doch vorher spielte er nochmal im Dixiestil
Und sind in tiefer Nacht die Leute aufgewacht
und haben sich beschwert
dann hat er nur gelacht
Er sagte: "lch lad' euch ein
und wir feiern ein Fest
weil meine Lady noch nicht schlafen will"
Sie ist meine Swiss Lady
und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen
Jahu
duhu
jahu
duhu
jahu Swiss Lady
Sie ist meine Swiss Lady
und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen
Zondag 9 april 1989
Police On My Back
Police On My Back
Composer(s): Eddy Grant
Performer(s): Equals;
and various other artists
Well, I'm a runnin', police on my back
I've been hiding, police on my back
They were shooting, police on my back
And the victim, well, he won't come back
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Runnin' down the railway track
Could you help me, police on my back
They will catch me if I dare drop back
Come and give me all the speed I had
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
What have I done?
I'm still runnin' down the railway track
Could you help me, police on my back
They will catch me if I dare drop back
Come and give me all the speed I had
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Runnin' down the railway track
Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
Help!
Yes, I'm still runnin' down the railway track
Could you help me, police on my back
They will catch me if I dare drop back
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Runnin', police on my back
Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back
What have I done?
Tell me, please, somebody
Zaterdag 8 april 1989
Snap Your Fingers
Snap Your Fingers
Composer(s): Grady Martin; Alex Zanetis
Performer(s): Joe Henderson
Snap your fingers, I'll come runnin'
Back to you-ou on bended knee
Snap your fingers (doo-doo), I'll come runnin' (doo-doo)
I'll be true (doo-doo-doo), take a chance on me (doo-doo-doo)
Let your light turn green, baby, I've gotta know
Give me some kind of clue, should I stay or go?
Let me love you like a lover, un-huh, that you used to know
Turn the key and let me in through that same old door
(wah-wah-wah-wah)
I had it but I lost it
Now I've got a broken heart to mend <"Well, listen">
I don't care what the cost is
I know I got to find my way back in
Snap your fingers, baby, I'll come runnin'
I'll do anything to get back again
(wah-wah-wah-wah)
I had it but I lost it
Now I've got a broken heart to mend <"But, baby, listen">
I don't care what the cost is
I've got to find my way back in
("So if you'd just")
Snap your fingers (doo-doo-doo) I'll come runnin' (doo-doo-doo)
I'll do anything (doo-doo-doo) to get back again
Zaterdag 8 april 1989
Police & Thieves
Police & Thieves
Composer(s): Junior Murvin; Lee Perry
Performer(s): The Clash
Police and thieves in the streets
Oh yeah!
Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunition
Police and thieves in the street
Oh yeah!
Fighting the nation with their guns and ammunition
From Genesis to Revelation
The next generation will be hear me
From Genesis to Revelation
The next generation will be hear me
And all the crowd comes in day by day
No one stop it in anyway
And all the peacemaker turn war officer
Hear what I say
Vocal ad lib
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
From Genesis oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Scaring, fighting the nation
Shooting, shooting their guns and ammunition
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Here come, here come, here come
The station is bombed
Get out get out get out you people
If you don't wanna get blown up
Vocal ad lib
Vrijdag 7 april 1989
Snake Man
Snake Man
Composer(s): Tom Johnston
Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers
Well, I'm worried, snake man's on my trail
oh Lord, I'm worried, snake man's on my trail
and I only come outside to pick up all the U.S. mail
A black eagle flies through my backyard
a black eagle flies through my backyard
perches on my window, Lord, what a fearsome sight
Vrijdag 7 april 1989
Polaroid De La Locura Ordinaria
Polaroid De La Locura Ordinaria
Performer(s): Fito Paez
bajo por el callejón
en donde estaba el
después vomito ese ron
manchando la pared
el sol le caí bien
entrando en la avenida
su vida no era mas su vida
pero eso estaba okey
La veo cruzar
cruzando un bosque
la veo alejándose de mi
Sus tetas y sus dos hermanas
tomaban un café
me acuerdo de la mañana
que me mostró su piel
estabamos en un bar
y se corto la cara
vibraba como en un nirvana
luego se hecho a correr
La veo cruzar
cruzando un bosque
la veo alejándose de mi
Pasábamos todo el día
tirados en la cama
el tiempo maldita daga
lamiéndonos los pies
brillaba era una perla
y nunca hacia nada
después dijo que me amaba
y se hundió la gillete
Sangro, sangro, sangro,
y se reía como loca
no he visto luz
ni fuerza viva tan poderosa
de todas ellas
ella fue mi frase mas hermosa
todo su cuerpo con espinas
y a mi me siguen las moscas
Donderdag 6 april 1989
Portugal No Coração
Portugal No Coração
First performance by: Os Amigos - 1977
Portugal foi a razão
Por que um dia morreu meu irmão
Mas também é coração
A bater nesta canção
Não sei bem de quem eu nasci
Não descobri nem pai nem mãe
Só sei que já nasci aqui e foi aqui
Que eu fui alguém
Portugal foi a razão
Por que um dia morreu meu irmão
Mas também é coração
A bater nesta canção
Digo tudo quanto eu sou
Serei criança ou malmequer?
Tenho apenas o que eu dou
Este lugar que ninguém quer
Neste país onde estou
Serei tudo quando eu fizer
Este povo a que me dou
Não é homem nem mulher
Portugal é querer dar a mão
Sermos amigos, termos pão
Portugal é ter a vontade
De acabar com a saudade
Portugal já tem idade
Para o povo entender liberdade
Portugal é uma nação
Onde vive o meu irmão
Portugal, ai meu amor
Coração desta minha canção
Bate, bate coração
Para termos a vida melhor
Portugal, ai meu amor
Coração desta minha canção
Bate, bate coração
Para termos a vida melhor
Portugal, ai meu amor
Coração desta minha canção
Bate, bate coração
Para termos a vida melhor
Donderdag 6 april 1989
Polar Bear
Polar Bear
Composer(s): Brian May; Tim Staffell
Performer(s): Queen
In the bright shop window sits the polar bear
Makes the children's eyes light up to see him there
Amongst the tinsel he gives everyone a smile
To see him as you'd see a star
Love him from where you are
He's not for, not for, not for sale
Past an open window walks the pretty girl
Does she see me at her feet it's hard to tell
But if I ask her she might turn her smile away
To see her as I'd see a star
Love her from where you are
She's not for, not for, not for sale
I guess I'll learn to look
Without a grasping hand
Minor contentment wears a smile
I love her from where I lie
He's not for, not for, not for sale
Not for sale
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
