Zaterdag 19 februari 1994
Y'a Plus De Rock Au Tennessee
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Vrijdag 18 februari 1994
Shine (The Toppers)
Shine
Composer(s): Bas van den Heuvel - Ger van de Westelaken
First performance by: The Toppers - 2009
(Shine, shine, shine)
There are so many wars right now in this world
There are so many things not right
There are too many people hurt in this world
There are too many men that fight
Time is now to make the change
Time is on our side
Love will make us glow in the dark
So open up your heart
Are you ready for a brand new start?
(Shine)
People, let your light shine
Let the darkness fade away
Step into a brighter day
Don't forget about our world today
Let your light shine
Maybe the answer is just this simple song
Let everybody shine along
To keep the world from going wrong
Let your light shine
So many people with good heart in this world
So many, they can make a change
So the only thing that we have to do
Is love the one we hate
It will change all darkness into bright
It will touch everybody's light
The whole world will be lighted
All people will be reunited
(Shine)
People, let your light shine
Let the darkness fade away
Step into a brighter day
Don't forget about the role you must play
Let your light shine
Maybe the answer is just this simple song
Let everybody shine along
To keep the world from going wrong
Let your light shine
As long as we believe in good in each man
As long as we believe in love
The light will guide and take us to
The world we all dream of
Let your light shine
(Shine)
People, let your light shine
Maybe the answer is just this simple song
Let everybody shine along
To keep the world from going wrong
Let your light shine
Shine, shine, shine, shine
Vrijdag 18 februari 1994
Y'a Peut-Être Un Ailleurs
Y'a Peut-Être Un Ailleurs
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Je prends la tangente sous l'arc de la nuit
Sur ma nuque bleue cheveux noirs de pluie
Y a peut-être un ailleurs, un accord majeur
J'attends pas la fin de cette mort grise
De mes yeux éteints des chevaux de frise
Y a peut-être un ailleurs, plus loin du malheur
Y a peut-être un ailleurs, y a peut-être un ailleurs
Les casses, le sang, l'acier, la mort
Le vice, les coups toujours plus forts
Partir, partir
La crasse, l'ennui, le feu, la rouille
L'angoisse, les cris, la pluie, la trouille
Partir, partir
J'ai la clé qui ouvre sur un blues bleu
Sur la ligne blanche reste un mort ou deux
Y a peut-être un ailleurs, un accord majeur
J'veux plus du fatal, je remets les gants
Jusqu'au point final où tout le monde descend
Y a peut-être un ailleurs, vu des extérieurs
Y a peut-être un ailleurs, y a peut-être un ailleurs
Les casses, le sang, l'acier, la mort
Le vice, les coups toujours plus forts
Partir, partir
Dans le mur noir j'ai fait mon trou
Un long couloir qui va jusqu'où
Partir, partir
Si tu vois un homme dans un port solaire
Assis sans un mot sur le quai désert
Pose pas de questions, il sait plus son nom
Attend un bateau partant pour l'oubli
Qui vient le chercher au bout de la nuit
Y a peut-être un ailleurs, un accord majeur
Y a peut-être un ailleurs, y a peut-être une erreur ...
Donderdag 17 februari 1994
Storie
Storie
Composer(s): A. Valsiglio - S. Monetti - Depsa - M. Maratti - F. Zanotti
Performer(s): Anna Oxa
Sola senza parole dopo una notte di verità
Mentre col primo sole si sveglia il cielo di una città
Con storie scritte sul muri, storie di ieri, oggi chissà
Fatte di giochi duri di desideri finiti già
E con la rabbia del mio dolore canto la nostalgia
Di chi ha commesso lo stesso errore
Quante storie da dividere con chi ha penso come me
Con chi sa amare davvero e vive sospeso
In storie scritte a metà
Giorni da ricordare, pagine piene di fantasia
Notti da farsi male, è stata questa la storia mia
E strappo i fogli del mio passato ma non li getto via
Per non scordare quello che ho dato
Quanto storie da dividere con chi ha penso come me
Con chi si sente tradito e ha già perdonato
Quante storie forse inutili dove vince chi non dà
Ma tu sei l'unico errore che rifarei per amore
Esco tra la gente che mi guarda indifferente
Al centro del mio mondo sono sola e non vivrò
Non cercami non pensarmi più tanto poi mi passerà
Ma tu sei l'unico errore ch rifarsi per amore
Quante storie da dividere con chi ha penso come me
Con chi sa amare davvero e se un amore è sincero
Fa male la verità
Donderdag 17 februari 1994
Y'a Pas D'Printemps
Y'a Pas D'Printemps
Composer(s): Henri Contet; Marguerite Monnot
Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Jamais d'repos
Toujours courir
Métro, bureau
Et repartir
Quand vient le dimanche, il faut faire des affaires
Laver, repasser, repriser sa misère
Et c'est pareil
Jour après jour
Jamais d'soleil
Et pas d'amour
Y a pas d'printemps le long d'ma vie
Je n'crois pas aux calendriers
J'ai beau fair' des économies
L'printemps je n'peux pas m'le payer
Le mois de mai passe et m'oublie
Et le bonheur en fait autant
P't'êtr' que j'suis pas assez jolie
Mais dans ma vie y a pas d'printemps
Mais le destin m'a fait un' farce
Et l'vingt et un du mois de mars
Quand le printemps chante à plein' voix sa naissance
Avec un beau gars m'a fait fair' connaissance
Il m'a dit: "Viens"
Il m'a souri
Et dans mon coin
Tout a fleuri
Y a du printemps le long d'ma vie
Et j'me moque des calendriers
Car maintenant, c'est d'la folie
J'en ai même au mois de janvier
J'ai plus besoin d'économies
Mon cœur et moi, on est content
P't'êtr' que j'suis pas jolie, jolie
Mais dans ma vie y a plein d'printemps
Woensdag 16 februari 1994
Et Cetera
Et Cetera
Composer(s): Niall Mooney - Christina Schilling - Daniele Moretti - Jonas Gladnikoff
First performance by: Sinéad Mulvey & Black Daisy - 2009
This time you've really gone too far
So sick of hearing stories
About the new girl hanging round
You're supposed to be with me
And when I heard the rumour
You kissed her at a party
Like a jealous fool I ran to you
You were still mine
That's just the way my life goes
Still love me, even she knows
You say you're sorry, but you're not
Et cetera (Et cetera)
I heard that old song many times
But I still believe you really wanted her
I spent the day (I spent the day)
Deciding should I go or stay
Hoping that the pain would go away
Remember how astounding
It felt to be around me
Extravaganza in the heat
And then the rain came pouring
That's just the way my life goes
Still love me, even she knows
You say you're sorry, but you're not
Et cetera (Et cetera)
I heard that old song many times
But I still believe you really wanted her
I spent the day (I spent the day)
Deciding should I go or stay
Hoping that the pain would go away
That's just the way my life goes
Still love me, even she knows
You say you're sorry, but you're not
Et cetera (Et cetera)
I heard that old song many times
But I still believe you really wanted her
I spent the day (I spent the day)
Deciding should I go or stay
Hoping that the pain will go away
Et cetera
Woensdag 16 februari 1994
Y'a Pas De Mal À Se Faire Du Bien
Y'a Pas De Mal À Se Faire Du Bien
Composer(s): Claude Moine; P. Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Est-ce l'œuf, ou bien la poule
Qu'arrive avant l'œuf? Moi j'suis qu'un lapin cool
T'es pas v'nue dans ce néfaste-food
T'aimes pas l'cheeseburger... du mazout
Et... j'ai dû boire
Oh pas par plaisir, non! par devoir
Rendez-vous mes yeux, vous êtes cernés
C'est pourtant pas l'heure pour capituler
Va falloir que l'on m' reprogramme
J' n'ai plus l'son, non ni l'image
Et... j'ai dû boire
Par nécessité, Oh! par devoir
{Refrain:}
Mais y a pas d'mal à s'faire du bien
Tendre la main à son prochain
Surtout si c'est moi, ça j'aime bien
Non y a pas d'mal à s'faire du bien
J'ai perdu l'code, pas celui d'l'honneur
D'ma carte de crédit, quelle horreur!
Un' jeun' femme m'a sauvé
Et j'ai du tout faire pour la remercier
Et on a dû boire
Pour lui faire plaisir, j'ai l'sens du devoir
{au Refrain}
Hein!... Ah j' dérange
Ah vous allez fermer?...
Ah non vous ouvrez!... alors à plus...
Dinsdag 15 februari 1994
Storia D'amore
Storia D'amore
Composer(s): Ferdinando De Luca - Adriano Celentano - Luciano Beretta - Duilio Del Prete
First release by: Adriano Celentano - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Tu non sai
cosa ho fatto quel giorno
quando io la incontrai
in spiaggia ho fatto il pagliaccio
per mettermi in mostra agli occhi di lei
che scherzava con tutti i ragazzi
all'infuori di me
Perché, perché, perché, perché
io le piacevo
Lei mi amava, mi odiava
mi amava, mi odiava
era contro di me
io non ero ancora il suo ragazzo
e già soffriva per me
e per farmi ingelosire
quella notte lungo il mare
è venuta con te
Ora tu vieni a chiedere a me
tua moglie dov'è
Dovevi immaginarti
che un giorno o l'altro
sarebbe andata via da te
L'hai sposata sapendo che lei
sapendo che lei
moriva per me
coi tuoi soldi
hai comprato il suo corpo
non certo il suo cuor
Lei mi amava, mi odiava
mi amava, mi odiava
era contro di me, io non ero
ancora il suo ragazzo
e già soffriva per me
e per farmi ingelosire
quella notte lungo il mare
è venuta con te
Un giorno io vidi lei
entrar nella mia stanza
mi guardava
silenziosa
aspettava un sì da me
Dal letto io mi alzai
e tutta la guardai
sembrava un angelo
Mi stringeva sul suo corpo
mi donava la sua bocca
mi diceva sono tua
ma di pietra io restai
Io la amavo, la odiavo
la amavo, la odiavo
ero contro di lei
se non ero stato il suo ragazzo
era colpa di lei
E uno schiaffo all'improvviso
le mollai sul suo bel viso
rimandandola da te
A letto ritornai
piangendo la sognai
sembrava un angelo
Mi stringeva sul suo corpo
mi donava la sua bocca
mi diceva sono tua
e nel sogno la baciai
Dinsdag 15 februari 1994
Ya Parte El Galgo Terrible
Ya Parte El Galgo Terrible
Composer(s): Pablo Neruda; Victor Jara
Performer(s): Victor Jara; Inti-Illimani
Ya parte el galgo terrible
a matar niños morenos
Ya parte la cabalgata
la jauria se desata
exterminando chilenos
ay que haremos, ay que haremos
ya parte la cabalgata
ay que haremos, ay que haremos
Con el fusil en la mano
disparan al mexicano
y matan al panameño
en la mitad de su sueño
Buscan la sangre y el oro
los lobos de San Francisco
golpean a las mujeres
y queman los cobertizos
Maldita sea la hora
y el oro que se deshizo
y para que nos vinimos
de nuestro Valparaiso
Ya matan a los chilenos
ay que haremos, ay que haremos
en la mitad de su sueño
ay que haremos, ay que haremos
Maandag 14 februari 1994
Dance With Me (Zoli Ádok)
Dance With Me
Composer(s): Zé Szabó - Jnoffin Kasai
First performance by: Zoli Ádok - 2009
I see it in your eyes, you wanna dance with me tonight
It's rainin' on your body as you're puttin' up a fight
The way you're moving, how you groove is somewhere out of sight
You know it's only fair to tell you that you do it right
Now with a little luck, I'm gonna meet you on the dance floor
Just by the way you move, you make me beg for more
I'm burning with desire, it's the night I've waited for
Don't you lose your emotion
Don't you be shy tonight
Let the rhythm show you
Baby, you can do it right
Alright tonight
Come on, dance with me, make me lose my way
Take a chance with me, make my body sway
It's an overload in a disco fantasy
Let's dance the night away
Just yesterday we were on the floor
Like somewhere in a movie or a club in Singapore
The lights are bright, the mood is raw
And in the middle of the night, we dance till we get sore
And in the middle of the night, I'll meet you on the dancefloor
Gonna make it, move your body, beg for more
With a rhythm and a beat, I'll rock you to the core
Don't you lose your emotion
Don't you be shy tonight
Let the rhythm show you
Baby, you can do it right
Alright tonight
Come on, dance with me, make me lose my way
Take a chance with me, make my body sway
It's an overload in a disco fantasy
Let's dance the night away
(Dance with me)
(Dance, dance, dance with me)
(Dance with me)
Come on, dance with me, make me lose my way
Take a chance with me, make my body sway
It's an overload in a disco fantasy
Let's dance the night away
Come on, dance with me, make me lose my way
Take a chance with me, make my body sway
It's an overload in a disco fantasy
Let's dance the night away
Maandag 14 februari 1994
Ya No Te Espero
Ya No Te Espero
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Ya no te espero
Llegarás, pero más fuerte
Más violenta la corriente
Dibujándose en el suelo
De mi pecho, de mis dedos
Llegarás con mucha muerte
Ya no te espero
Ya eché abajo ayer mis puertas
Las ventanas bien despiertas
Al viento y al aguacero
A la selva, al sol, al fuego
Llegarás a casa abierta
Ya no te espero
Ya es el tiempo que fascina
Ya es bendición que camina
A manos del desespero
Ya es bestia de los potreros
Saltando a quien la domina
Ya no te espero
Ya estoy regresando solo
De los tiempos venideros
Ya he besado cada plomo
Con que mato y con que muero
Ya se cuándo, quién y cómo
Ya no te espero
Ya he liberado a tu patria
Hija de una espera larga
Ya hay un primero de enero
Que funda a sus compañeros
Con la sed de mi garganta
Ya no te espero
Porque de esperarte hay odio
En un noche de novios
En los hábitos del cielo
En madre de un hijo ciego
Ya soy ángel del demonio
Ya no te espero
Zondag 13 februari 1994
Store Bought - Store Thought
Store Bought - Store Thought
Composer(s): The Flock
Performer(s): The Flock
Store bought, store thought
Trinkets of dreams, we'll make an attempt
To build the toy guns just like the ones
That daddy used in the war
Store bought, store thought
All the monkey heads are stuffed
Sawdust brains, ears cotton-muffed
Plastic eyes, just a toy...
Robot, robot arms and legs
Teeth, bones, hair, its all there
Robot, robot arms and legs
Battery's dead, head's dead
(Mechanical man, mechanical man!)
Store bought, store thought
All the monkey's heads are stuffed
Sawdust brains, ears cotton-muffed
Plastic eyes, just a toy...
Store bought, store thought
Humpty Dumpty sat on his wall
And I'll give you odds of 10-1
Somebody pushed him just for fun
Zondag 13 februari 1994
Ya No Hay Forma De Pedir Perdón
Ya No Hay Forma De Pedir Perdón
(Adapted from: Sorry Seems to Be the Hardest Word - 1976)
Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin - Pedro Aznar
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar - 1995
Titles In Other Languages:
1977 - Anteeksi On Pyytää Vaikeaa
1979 - Waar Ben Je
1992 - Sorry Hab' Ich Viel Zu Oft Gesagt
1997 - Sorry (by Benny Neyman)
1998 - Sorry (by Liliane Saint-Pierre)
2003 - La Parola Piu Difficile
2005 - Sorry (by Virtuoso)
¿Cómo voy a lograr que aún me quieras?
¿Cómo lograr que quieras escuchar?
Cuando este fuego me desvela
pero despierto solo una vez más
¿Cómo lograr verte de nuevo?
¿Cómo he de recobrar tu corazón?
¿Cómo aceptar que todo ha muerto
y ya no hay forma de pedir perdón?
Qué mal
qué mal
esta absurda y triste historia
que se pone cada vez peor
Qué mal
qué mal
¿por qué ni puedo hablarte?
Temo que es así,
que ya no hay forma de pedir perdón
¿Cómo lograr que aún me quieras?
¿Cómo lograr que quieras escuchar?
Cuando este fuego me desvela...
¿Qué es lo que voy a hacer?
¿Qué es lo que voy a hacer
si ya no hay forma de pedir perdón?
Zaterdag 12 februari 1994
Firefly (Christina Metaxa)
Firefly
Composer(s): Nikolas Metaxas
First performance by: Christina Metaxa - 2009
It's the question that drives us
Where we must go
It's the unknown that drives from us
What we want most
But the firefly sits in the corner and rests
And it won't care if you stare
But believe me, it's best to let go
Don't just go with the flow
And the firefly comes to you
Sits on your finger
It shudders and shakes
But she wants you to go with her now
Follow her out there
The firefly, spreading her wings open wide
Thinks the sky will come crashing down, fall to her side
She's afraid, but her fears slowly fade
So fly with the firefly
Fly side by side
Escaping the chains that held you from life
Don't look down
You're over the edge
Jump, take the leap of faith
Jump, take the leap of faith
It's the question that drives us
To where we must go
It's the unknown that drives from us
What we want most
But the firefly sits in the corner and rests
(It's the question that drives us)
(To where we must go)
(It's the unknown that drives from us)
(What we want most) Don't just go with the flow
(But the firefly sits in the corner and rests)
It's the question that drives us
To where we must go
It's the unknown that drives from us
What we want most
But the firefly sits in the corner and rests
(It's the question that drives us)
(To where we must go)
(It's the unknown that drives from us)
(What we want most) Don't just go with the flow
(But the firefly sits in the corner and rests)
Jump
Zaterdag 12 februari 1994
Ya Me Enamoré
Ya Me Enamoré
Composer(s): Willy Chirino
Performer(s): Willy Chirino
No sé cómo fue, ni cuándo pasó
Que me enamoré nené y todo se jodió
Ahora sólo pienso en ella
Vivo, canto y sueño por ella
Ya le dije adiós a la soledad
Ahora somos dos en esta ciudad
Ahora mi universo es ella
Nada, nada cambio por ella
Coro:
Ya me enamoré, mi vida cambió
Eee, eeo
Loco me quedé, ella me flechó
Eee, eeo
Rap 1:
En un momento cambió toda la vida mía
Ya se acabaron la tristeza y la melancolía
Para mi alma llegó la calma
Ya tiene dueña mis sueños
Mi música, mi poesía
Y llegó ella pa' tocar mi corazón
Como Hammadi toca el saxofón
Ahora mi universo es ella
Nada, nada cambio por ella
(Coro repite)
Coro 2:
¿Cómo fue? Cómo pasan las cosas cuando son del alma
Rap 2:
No es suficiente una canción
Para decir todo lo que yo te quiero
No hay un bolero ni una balada
Ni nada que cuente cómo yo me siento
Contento, feliz, enamora'o ciento por ciento
Coro 3:
Déjenme tranquilo todas las mujeres
Que ya no estoy en esos menesteres
No cuenten conmigo para el vacilón
Que yo estoy fuera de circulación
Vrijdag 11 februari 1994
Stop! You're Breaking My Heart
Stop! You're Breaking My Heart
Composer(s): Ted Koehler - Burton Lane
Performer(s): Judy Canova & Ben Blue
and multiple other artists
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)
Stop! You're breaking my heart
Oh stop you're breakin' my heart
This joke is goin' too far
Come out wherever you are
How come you like to do me like you do
Stop you're drivin' me wild
It's tough to take it and grin
And how you're rubbin' it in
Because you know that I'm in love with you
I'm so, you're so,
Oh I don't know I'm losin' all hope
You're much too much
I'm just about at the end of my rope
So stop upsettin' my cart
Look out I'm startin' to burn
The worm will certainly turn
If you don't stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop you're breakin' my heart
Oh stop you're breakin' my heart
Vrijdag 11 februari 1994
Y'a Le Printemps Qui Chante
Y'a Le Printemps Qui Chante
Composer(s): Jean-Pierre Bourtayre;
Claude François; J.M. Rivat; Frank Thomas
Performer(s): Claude François; Paul Mauriat
Dis, ça fait combien de temps
Que tu n'as pas vu un peuplier
Une fleur des champs?
Si tu as quelques chagrins
Pour les oublier il y a toujours une gare, un train
Change de ciel, viens voir la terre
Voir le soleil et les rivières
Refrain
Viens à la maison y a le printemps qui chante
Viens à la maison tous les oiseaux t'attendent
Les pommiers sont en fleurs
Ils berceront ton cœur
Toi qui es tout en pleurs
Ne reste pas dans la ville
Viens à la maison y a le printemps qui chante
Viens à la maison tous les oiseaux t'attendent
Près des grands étangs bleus
Et dans les chemins creux
On ira tous les deux oublier ce rêve facile
Le premier vent du matin sera ton ami
Quand tu iras t'asseoir au jardin
Et puis le temps passera et tu me diras
Tout mon passé il est loin déjà
Tu ouvriras une fenêtre
Un beau matin, tu vas renaître
Refrain (2x)
Donderdag 10 februari 1994
The Highest Heights
The Highest Heights
Composer(s): Florian Senn - Thomas Rechberger - Adrian Sieber
First performance by: Lovebugs - 2009
I climb a tree, so mighty high
I see the world from just beneath the sky
The dreams I dream, they take me high
Oh, it's always worth a try
The time is now, so stop the tease
And may I have your attention, please
The time has come, the curtains call
Will you catch me when I fall? Oh yeah
From the highest heights of all? Oh yeah
I climb this tree, the highest heights
From beneath the stars, I see little lights
The dreams I dream demand their rights
Oh
Will you catch me when I fall? Oh yeah
From the highest heights of all? Oh yeah
How will I ever know?
I've always gotta know
Will you catch me?
Will you catch me when I fall? Oh yeah
From the highest heights of all? Oh yeah
Will you catch me?
Donderdag 10 februari 1994
Ya Got Trouble
Ya Got Trouble
From the show "The Music Man"
Composer(s): Meredith Wilson
Performer(s): Robert Preston;
and various other artists
Harold:
Well, ya got trouble, my friend
Right here, I say trouble right here in River City
Why, sure, I'm a billiard player.
Certainly mighty proud to say
I'm always mighty proud to say it
I consider the hours I spend with a cue in my hand are golden
Help you cultivate horse sense and a cool head and a keen eye
'Jever take and try to give an iron clad leave to yourself from a three-rail billiard shot?
But just as I say it takes judgement
brains and maturity to score in a balk-line game
I say that any boob can take and shove a ball in a pocket
And I call that sloth
the first big step on the road to the depths of degreda
I say, first- medicinal wine from a teaspoon, then beer from a bottle
And the next thing you know your son is playin' for money in a pinchback suit
And listenin' to some big out-o'-town jasper hear him tell about horserace gamblin'
Not a wholesome trottin' race, no, but a race where they set down right on the horse
Like to see some stuck up jockey boy sittin' on Dan Patch?
Make your blood boil, well I should say
Now, folks, let me show you what I mean
You got one, two, three, four, five, six pockets in a table
Pockets that mark the difference between a gentleman and a bum
With a capital 'B' and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for 'pool'
And all week long, your River City youth'll be fritterin' away
I say, your young men'll be fritterin'F
Fritterin' away their noontime, suppertime, choretime, too
Hit the ball in the pocket
Never mind gettin' dandelions pulled or the screen door patched or the beefsteak pounded
Never mind pumpin' any water 'til your parents are caught
with a cistern empty on a Saturday night
and that's trouble
Oh, ya got lots and lots o' trouble
I'm thinkin' of the kids in the knickerbockers shirttails
young ones peekin' in the pool hall window after school
Ya got trouble, folks, right here in River City with a capital 'T'
and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for 'pool'
Now I know all you folks are the right kind of parents
I'm gonna be perfectly frank
Would you like to know what kind of conversation goes on
while they're loafin' around that hall
They'll be tryin' out Bevo, tryin' out Cubebs, tryin' out tailor-mades like cigarette fiends
And braggin' all about how they're gonna cover up a tell-tale breath with Sen-Sen
Now one fine night they leave the pool hall
headin' for the dance at the Armory Libertine
men and scarlet women and ragtime
Shameless music that'll grab your son
your daughter into the arms of a jungle animal instinct-massteria!
Friends, the idle brain is the devil's playground, trouble!
Townspeople: Oh, we got trouble
Harold: Right here in River City
Townspeople: Right here in River City
Harold: With a capital 'T' and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for 'pool'
Townspeople: That stands for pool
Harold: We surely got trouble
Townspeople: We surely got trouble
Harold: Right here in River City
Townspeople: Right here
Harold: Gotta figure out a way to keep the young ones moral after school
Townspeople: 'trouble'
Harold:
Mothers of River City,
heed this warning before it's too late
Watch for the tell-tale signs of corruption
The minute your son leaves the house
does he rebuckle his knickerbockers below the knee?
Is there a nicotine stain on his index finger?
A dime novel hidden in the corncrib?
Is he starting to memorize jokes
from Cap'n Billy's Whizbang?
Are certain words creeping into his conversation?
Words like... swell?
And... 'so's your old man'?
Well if so, my friends...
Ya got trouble
Townspeople: Oh, we got trouble
Harold: Right here in River City
Townspeople: Right here in River City
Harold: With a capital 'T' and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for 'pool'
Townspeople: That stands for pool
Harold: We've surely got trouble
Townspeople: We surely got trouble
Harold: Right here in River City
Townspeople: Right here
Harold:
Remember the Maine, Plymouth Rock and the Golden Rule?
Oho, we got trouble
We're in terrible, terrible trouble
That game with the fifteen numbered balls is the devil's tool
Townspeople: Devil's tool
Harold: Yes, we've got trouble, trouble, trouble
Townspeople: Oh, yes, we got trouble here, we got big, big trouble
Harold: With a 'T'
Townspeople: With a capital 'T'
Harold: And that rhymes with 'P'
Townspeople: That rhymes with 'P'
Harold: And that stands for pool
Townspeople: That stands for pool
Harold: Remember my friends, listen to me
because I pass this way but once
Woensdag 9 februari 1994
Stop! In The Name Of Love
