Woensdag 10 juli 1996
Hummin' To Myself
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Hummin' To Myself
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Dinsdag 9 juli 1996
The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnati
The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnati
Composer(s): Doug Drill
Performer(s): Rose & The Arrangement
Uh-uh, don't touch that dial!
I must offer to you a confession
I like movies that give me a fright
If the subject is horror, I got to see more or
I won't be contented all night.
You may call it my ghoulish obsession
It's a subject on which I get chatty
But the worst one it seems, haunting all of my dreams
Was the cockroach that ate Cincinnati!
I've seen ghouls and hobgoblins and witches
And some moth-eaten werewolves with fangs
There were creatures that chattered and others that clattered
And Japanese monsters with fangs (ah-so)
Frankenstein gives me the shakes
And Count Dracula's driving me batty
But they're not on a par with the worst one by far
The cockroach that ate Cincinnati (ha ha ha ha)!
Oh, he must have needed a seltzer
It's amazing how much he got down!
For lunch, he'd just chew up a suburb or two
And for dinner, he ate the whole town (Burp!)
Willard just sent me out laughing
I thought Ben looked a little bit ratty (sorry, sorry about that)
But they're not half as bad as the worst scare I've had
The Cockroach that ate Cincinnati!
Oh, my heart nearly stopped; he would never be topped
The cockroach that ate Cincinnati! Ole!
Dinsdag 9 juli 1996
Humble Stance
Humble Stance
Composer(s): Jim Crichton; Peter Rochon; Michael Sadler
Performer(s): Saga
Lately I've been watching a little complex grow
You know, you gotta know
That's why I chose to tell ya
That humble stance and timid glance makes your world turn so slow
You know, you gotta know
There's no one going to help you
Watching you, that shyness too, with everyone you know
You know, you gotta know
That's how they step around you
It takes you twice the time to find the things you're looking for
You know, you're moving slow
No one will stop to tell you
You can light up anyone you please
You should spend less time down on your knees
Lately I've been watching a little complex grow
You know, you gotta know
That's why I chose to tell ya
That humble stance and timid glance makes your world turn so slow
You know, you gotta know
There's no one going to help you
(repeat 5x)
Maandag 8 juli 1996
A Place In My Heart
A Place In My Heart
((Adapted from: Je Reviens Chez Nous (by Jean-Pierre Ferland) - 1969))
Composer(s): Jean-Pierre Ferland - Hal Shaper
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1971
Titles In Other Languages:
1986 - Mein Herz Hat Noch Platz Für Dich (by Nana Mouskouri)
1986 - Nuestro Hogar (by Nana Mouskouri)
1987 - Un Posto Nel Cuore (by Nana Mouskouri)
1996 - Weer Naar Huis (by Sanne)
1998 - O Nosso Lar (by Nana Mouskouri)
I got your letter yesterday
From some small town I never knew
It told me you were on your way
But not where you were going to
You said you're following the sun
But do you really know for sure
For after all is said and done
Just what it is you' re looking for
There' s a place in my heart
I wish that your eyes could see
And there' s no one on earth
Who loves you as much as me
If you just travel on and on
Till I don't know where
There's a place in my heart
You may never find again
And so you travel with the wind
You' ll find some road to fly along
And though your letter says the word
Your heart may soon forget the song
Then you may someday write the poem
That tells your life in words of fire
But you will never have a home
Or find the love that you desire
There' s a place in my heart
I wish that your eyes could see
And there' s no one on earth
Who loves you as much as me
If you just travel on and on
Till I don't know where
There's a place in my heart
You may never find again
And so heading for the sea
Now that the flowers are in bloom
Just when the wild mimosa tree
Is like the colour of our room
If you just travel on and on
Till I don't know where
There's a place in my heart
You may never find again
Maandag 8 juli 1996
Humanos
Humanos
Performer(s): Pablo Guerrero
Maquillan sus mentiras de palabras hermosas
aceptan doctrinas para saber qué pensar
construyen laberintos y ocultan la salida
creen que los líderes les traerán la libertad
Matan por ideas como Tú Eres Distinto
necesitan el agua y envenenan el mar
tienen sed en el siglo de la Coca-Cola
pagan luz eléctrica y andan en la oscuridad
Pero cuando se aman
cuando se encuentran
pero cuando se sienten
cuando se inventan
los dioses suelen visitar a los humanos
Buscan petróleo y lo convierten en humo
viven en la tierra y sueñan con volar
no son creyentes pero dicen te adoro
viven juntos y padecen de soledad
Pero cuando se aman
cuando se encuentran
pero cuando se sienten
cuando se inventan
los dioses suelen visitar a los humanos
Zondag 7 juli 1996
Weer Naar Huis
Weer Naar Huis
((Adapted from: Je Reviens Chez Nous (by Jean-Pierre Ferland) - 1969))
Composer(s): Jean-Pierre Ferland - Marc Van Caelenberg
Performer(s): Sanne - 1996
Titles In Other Languages:
1971 - A Place In My Heart (by Nana Mouskouri)
1986 - Mein Herz Hat Noch Platz Für Dich (by Nana Mouskouri)
1986 - Nuestro Hogar (by Nana Mouskouri)
1987 - Un Posto Nel Cuore (by Nana Mouskouri)
1998 - O Nosso Lar (by Nana Mouskouri)
Het heeft gesneeuwd in Saint-Tropez
De palmen kreunen van de kou
De anders oh zo blauwe zee
Is grijs en kleurloos zonder jou
In de Provence ligt er ijs
En rode wijn brengt geen soelaas
Ik mis ons huis, ons klein paleis
Daar in het zoete land van Waas
Steek het vuur in de haard maar aan
Ik wil hier vandaan
Zelfs al scheen hier de zon
Het is tijd om hier weg te gaan
Steek het vuur in de haard maar aan
Ik wil weer naar huis
Ik keer morgen terug voor altijd
Morgen ben ik thuis
De winter weegt op Avignon
De brug staat er bevroren bij
De ijsverkoper in Vaison
Heeft zich vergist van jaargetij
Ik breng wat bloemen voor je mee
Mimosa en wat zuiders kruid
Maar 't liefste pluk ik met ons twee
De winterbloemen van de ruit
Steek het vuur in de haard maar aan
Ik wil hier vandaan
Zelfs al scheen hier de zon
Het is tijd om hier weg te gaan
Steek het vuur in de haard maar aan
Ik wil weer naar huis
Ik keer morgen terug voor altijd
Morgen ben ik thuis
Zondag 7 juli 1996
Human Nature
Human Nature
Composer(s): Milo Deering; Dave Hall; Madonna; Kevin McKenzie
Performer(s): Madonna
Express yourself, don’t repress yourself
Express yourself, don’t repress yourself
Express yourself, don’t repress yourself
Express yourself, don’t repress yourself
Chorus:
And I’m not sorry [I’m not sorry]
It’s human nature [it’s human nature]
And I’m not sorry [I’m not sorry]
I’m not your bitch don’t hang your shit on me [it’s human nature]
You wouldn’t let me say the words I longed to say
You didn’t want to see life through my eyes
[express yourself, don’t repress yourself]
You tried to shove me back inside your narrow room
And silence me with bitterness and lies
[express yourself, don’t repress yourself]
Did I say something wrong?
Oops, I didn’t know I couldn’t talk about sex
[I musta been crazy]
Did I stay too long?
Oops, I didn’t know I couldn’t speak my mind
[what was I thinking]
(chorus)
You punished me for telling you my fantasies
I’m breakin’ all the rules I didn’t make
[express yourself, don’t repress yourself]
You took my words and made a trap for silly fools
You held me down and tried to make me break
[express yourself, don’t repress yourself]
Did I say something true?
Oops, I didn’t know I couldn’t talk about sex
[I musta been crazy]
Did I have a point of view?
Oops, I didn’t know I couldn’t talk about you
[what was I thinking]
(chorus)
Express yourself, don’t repress yourself
Express yourself, don’t repress yourself
Express yourself, don’t repress yourself
Express yourself, don’t repress yourself
(chorus)
(chorus)
[I’m not apologizing]
[would it sound better if I were a man?]
[you’re the one with the problem]
[why don’t you just deal with it]
(chorus)
[would you like me better if I was?]
[we all feel the same way]
[I have no regrets]
[just look in the mirror]
(chorus)
[I don’t have to justify anything]
[I’m just like you]
[why should I be?]
[deal with it]
Zaterdag 6 juli 1996
Nuestro Hogar
Nuestro Hogar
((Adapted from: Je Reviens Chez Nous (by Jean-Pierre Ferland) - 1969))
Composer(s): Jean-Pierre Ferland - S. Marti
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1986
Titles In Other Languages:
1971 - A Place In My Heart (by Nana Mouskouri)
1986 - Mein Herz Hat Noch Platz Für Dich (by Nana Mouskouri)
1987 - Un Posto Nel Cuore (by Nana Mouskouri)
1996 - Weer Naar Huis (by Sanne)
1998 - O Nosso Lar (by Nana Mouskouri)
Está nevando sin cesar
De blanco se vistió el jardín
La noche fría seguirá apoderándose de mí
Maldito invierno sin final
Que no me deja ver el sol
Odioso vendaval que se ha llevado tu calor
Yo deseo que regreses pronto
Pronto a nuestro hogar
Y que llenes el vacío frío de mi soledad
Yo deseo que regreses pronto
Pronto a nuestro hogar
Y que enciendas este fuego que apagado está
Mis ojos ya no pueden ver
Si el mar es verde o es azul
Talvéz de tanto padecer
Tan larga y cruel ingratitud
Pero aquí dentro más y más
Me está gritando el corazón
Que el duro invierno acabará
Dejando paso a nuestro amor
Yo deseo que regreses pronto
Pronto a nuestro hogar
Y que llenes el vacío frío de mi soledad
Yo deseo que regreses pronto
Pronto a nuestro hogar
Y que enciendas este fuego que apagado está
Fue por tu ausencia que sentí
Sabor amargo de inquietud
Pero ya es tiempo de salir
De las tinieblas a la luz
La lala lalala lala
Lalala lala
La lala lalala lala
Lalala lala...
Yo deseo que regreses pronto
Pronto a nuestro hogar
Y que tu ya no me dejes sola
Sola nunca más
Zaterdag 6 juli 1996
Human Being
Human Being
Composer(s): Johnny Thunders; David Johansen
Performer(s): New York Dolls
Ready
A whole different beast
1234
1234!
Oh yeeeahh
Oh yeeeeeeahh
Well if you don't like it, go ahead
Find yourself a date, go ahead now
Try to find a boy, whose gonna be what I ain't
What you need is a plastic doll
With a fresh coat of paint
Whose gonna sit through the night
And just always act so quaint
yeah ohhh yeah well uh
It's your new friend
You're really making a scene
And I've seen you bouncin' around
From machine to machine
But you know that
They're never really
Never really what they seem
But you can try to
Generate some warmth
Then you'll see just what I mean
Oh baby, baby, baby yeah
Chorus:
And if I've acted like a king
Don't ya know it's cause I'm a human being
And if I want too many things
Don't ya know it's cause I'm a human being
And if I've got to dream
Don't you know it's cause I'm a human being
And when it gets a bit obscene
Don't ya know it's cause, I'm a human being
I just gotta walk around
With my head on down
Just like a human.. one more human being
I can hold my head so high
Just like a human
A real proud human being
Won't ya gimme a little sip
Why won't you gimme a drag of that cigarette
Why don't you try to drive me home
And then uh, never ever forget
But now, don't you blow it all
On a million dollar bet
Because you're liable to lose it
On a bet that you've never had yet
No bababy baby oh yeah
(chorus)
It's like I'm talkin' 'bout the human race
You're tryin' to cover up a big disgrace
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on
Well I may think that this whole scene is just
Too appalling for me
Well, I may be the type who's just mad about
Every little thing that I see, but I can
Colour that with history, and make it
Just what I want it to be, well I'm
Blowin' my change on the fan magazines, with all the
Hollywood refugees, oh baby baby oh yeah
(chorus)
Vrijdag 5 juli 1996
A Place For The Music To Come Out
A Place For The Music To Come Out
Composer(s): Barry White
Performer(s): The Banana Splits
Well, the cheeks puff up, the air goes 'round
The valves flip-flop, but there ain't no sound
'Till the "paw-paw-paw" moves around
To the place for the music to come out!
Mmm, the tall thin ball, with the ax and pick
Knows darn well, when he plays that stick
No sound comes through, 'till he's wired to
A place for the music to come out!
You can move it, groove it, play it like it is!
You can blow your mind, you can wear it in town
But it don't mean a thing when there ain't no sound!
Take a saxophone, an 88
A set of skins, and you think they're great!
But they are not, unless they got
A place for the music to come out!
Gotta have a place for the music to come out, man!
(Place for the music to come out!)
You can move it, groove it, play it like it is!
You can blow your mind, you can wear it in town
But it don't mean a thing when there ain't no sound!
Take a saxophone, an 88
A set of skins, and you think they're great!
But they are not, unless they got
A place for the music to come out!
You gotta have a place, just a little bitty place
Yeah, you gotta have a place, maybe just a little space
A place for the music to come out!
Vrijdag 5 juli 1996
Human Behaviour
Human Behaviour
Composer(s): Björk; Nellee Hooper
Performer(s): Björk; Michael Armstrong
If you ever get close to a human
And human behaviour
Be ready to get confused
There's definitely, definitely, definitely no logic
To human behaviour
But yet so, yet so irresistible
And there's no map
They're terribly moody
And human behaviour
Then all of a sudden turn happy
But, oh, to get involved in the exchange
Of human emotions is ever so, ever so satisfying
Oh oh, and there's no map
Human behaviour, human
Human, human behaviour, human
Human, human behaviour, human
Human behaviour, human
And there's no map
And a compass
Wouldn't help at all
Human behaviour, human, human
Human behaviour, human
Human behaviour, human
Human behaviour
There's definitely, definitely, definitely no logic
Human, human
Human behaviour
Human
There's definitely, definitely, definitely no logic
Human, human, human, human
Donderdag 4 juli 1996
A Pirate Looks At Forty
A Pirate Looks At Forty
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett
Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett
and multiple other artists
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
You've seen it all, you've seen it all
Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
Never meant to last, never meant to last
And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
Down to rock bottom again
Just a few friends, just a few friends
I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
Still could manage to smile
Just takes a while, just takes a while
Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
Donderdag 4 juli 1996
Human
Human
Composer(s): McEntee; Peiken
Performer(s): The Pretenders
I play a good game, but not good as you
I can be a little cold, but you can be so cruel
I'm not made of brick, I'm not made of stone
But I had you fooled enough
to take me on
If love was a war, it's you who has won
While I was confessing it, you held your tongue
Now the damage is done...
Chorus:
Well there's blood in these veins
And I cry when in pain
I'm only human on the inside
And if looks can deceive
Make it hard to believe
I'm only human on the inside
I thought you'd come through
I thought you'd come clean
You were the best thing I should never have seen
But you go to extremes, you push me too far
Then you keep going 'til you break my heart
Yeah, you break my heart
See I bleed and I bruise, oh, but what's it to you
I'm only human on the inside
And if looks could deceive
Make it hard to believe
I'm only human on the inside
I crash and I burn, maybe some day you'll learn
I'm only human on the inside
I stumble and fall, baby, under it all
I'm only human on the inside
And the damage is done...
Chorus:
Well there's blood in these veins
And I cry when in pain
I'm only human on the inside
And if looks can deceive
Make it hard to believe
I'm only human on the inside
I crash and I burn, maybe some day you'll learn
I stumble and fall, baby, I do it all
I'm only human on the inside
Woensdag 3 juli 1996
A Pillow Of Winds
A Pillow Of Winds
Composer(s): Roger Waters - David Gilmour
Performer(s): Pink Floyd
A cloud of eider down
Draws around me softening the sound
Sleepy time in my life
With my love by my side
And she’s breathing low
And the candle dies.
When night comes down you lock the door
The book falls to the floor
As darkness falls and waves roll by
The seasons change
The wind is raw.
Now wakes the hour that sleeps the swan
Behold a dream, the dream is gone
Green fields
A cold rain is falling
Near the golden dawn.
And deep beneath the ground
The early morning sounds and I go down
Sleepy time in our life
With my love by my side
And she’s breathing low
And I rise like a bird
In the haze and the first rays touch the sky
And the night winds die
Woensdag 3 juli 1996
Hula Love
Hula Love
Composer(s): Buddy Knox
Performer(s): Buddy Knox;
and various other artists
On the isle of Filalilla out Hawaii way
A hula maiden gay strolled by a monlit bay
There come a to court her over the water
from a savage Zingazulu land
A Bolo chieftain grand sang her this lay
And he sang
Hulu Hawaii hula
Smile on your zing gang a zula
Moon shine above
on your sweet jungle love
For you my bolo is swinging
For you my love song I'm singing
Come be my Hula Hula love
But the chieftain from the peaceful Filalilla land
would not give him her hand
Her lover took his stand
Through the rattle of the battle
as she heard his sweet voice calm and true
They fled in his canoe over water blue
And he sang
Hulu Hawaii hula
Smile on your zing gang a zula
Moon shine above
on your sweet jungle love
For you my bolo is swinging
For you my love song I'm singing
Come be my Hula Hula love
Dinsdag 2 juli 1996
À Pied, À Cheval Et En Voiture
À Pied, À Cheval Et En Voiture
Composer(s): Bruno Coquatrix - Étienne Lorin - Serge Veber - Jean-Jacques Vital
Performer(s): André Bourvil
Depuis le plus tendre des âges
Par monts et par vaux, je voyage
De tout les moyens de transport
L'avion fait sans dout' le plus sport
Mais, malgré mon petit air bravache
Je préfère le plancher des vaches
Ça fait bien sûr moins gentleman
Moins up to dat', moins bus'nessman
Et si quelqu'un vient me suggérer
Une autre façon de voyager
Qu'à pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Je lui dit: "N'vous donnez pas la peine
Venez avec moi, je vous emmène
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Comme jo toquero Senorita
Jo to lo disos comm' je l'pensas
Si jo to lo quero, prends garde à toi
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Et je dis zut à ceux qui, ma foi
N'pensent pas comm' moi et je les envoie
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Cette phrase plutôt commune
Convient pourtant bien
À ma brune
Je lui fais des déclarations
En me servant d'cette expression
Et le soir, dans l'ombre propice
J'lui fais entrevoir des délices
Je l'attire comme un aimant
En lui disant tout simplement
"Ma chérie, dans ces vertes allées
Bras d'sus, bras dessous, allons nous prom'ner
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Et je te jurerai mon amour de t'aimer jusqu'au lever du jour
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Yetes dans la peau Segnorita
Tu t'rends compt' como que jo alba
J'aim' ta bouch' tes yeux et caetera
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Tu verras qu'ils nous ressembleront
Tous les petits enfants que nous ferons
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Mais, je n'ai guèr' l'âme volage
Je s'rai un époux doux et sage
Nanti d'une petite famille
Une vingtain' de garçons et filles
Tu verras la vie sera douce
Sans heurt, sans cahot, sans secousse
Pendant que les petits pouss'ront
Bien gentiment, nous vieillirons
Puis un jour nous gagnerons le ciel
Avec dans l'dos deux petites ailes
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Mais là haut, il faudra s'expliquer
Dire ce que nous avons fabriqué
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Jo to chanterai, Carmencita
Tout's les chansonna que tu voudras
Car mon corazon, pour toi seule, bat
A pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Et le paradis nous ouvrira
Les grandes portes que l'on franchira
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Dinsdag 2 juli 1996
Hula Lou (Sophie Tucker)
Hula Lou
Composer(s): Jack Yellen; Milton Charles; Wayne King
Performer(s): Sophie Tucker;
and various other artists
You can talk all you want about women
Said a sailor known as Dan McCan
And if you really want to know about women
You've got to talk to a sailor man
Now I don't know how many woman the sailor met
And I hope there isn't that any he'll regret
For if he'd only met me I'd a given him some trimmin'
I'm one gal he'd never forget
Well who are you?
Who am I?
I'm Hula Lou
I'm the gal that can't be true
I do my nestin' in the evenin' breeze
'Neath the trees
You oughta see me shake my BVDs
I never knew
A man who wouldn't hula dance or woo
And sail across the briny blue to who
The lady known as Hula Lou
That's me
Now you ask any sailor and he'll tell you
That this lady is the greatest dancer he ever knew
There isn't a ship in the Navy
That I haven't got a friend in the crew
There's not a cruiser on the waves
Without someone who is my devoted slave
And I don't care how nasty I may be
I'm the one gal the sailors all crave
Ha Ha Ha Ha!
You don't believe me?
No!
Well you travel in and out
You travel in the south
You travel back and forth
You travel in the north
You see them shakin' east
You see them shakin' west
But boys I do my shakin' where the shakin's best
I gotta hula smile
Lots of hula hair
A little hula here
A little hula there
I've got the cutest eyes
Never mind what shade they are
But (lookin' at them the boys*) will never get very far
'Cause I'm Hula Lou
I'm the gal that can't be true
I do my nestin' in the evenin' breeze
'Neath the trees
I got more sweeties than a dog has fleas
I never knew
A man who wouldn't hula dance or woo
And sail across the briny blue to who
The lady known as Hula Lou
From Honolou
Maandag 1 juli 1996
A Piece Of The Action
A Piece Of The Action
Composer(s): Mike Japp - Sanford
Performer(s): The Babys; John Waite
I've got no money
Could you spare a dime?
I got the plan
If you got the time
If you take me there
You can claim your share
Of the action
Been on the road
for a long time now
Paid all my dues
Oh, I'm ready now
If you take me there
You can claim your share
Of the action
Oh, for a piece of the action
Oh, for a slice of the cake
Oh, for a piece of the action
Oh, for a slice of the cake
Sometimes I feel
As I'm going down
That nothing can stop me
From losing ground
If you take me there
You can claim your share
Of the action
Oh, for a piece of the action
Oh, for a slice of the cake
Oh, for a piece of the action
Oh, for a slice of the cake
For a slice of the cake
Oh, oh, oh......................
Maandag 1 juli 1996
Hula Lou
Hula Lou
Composer(s): Edward Grossmith; Ted D. Ward
I'm leaving town today I'm going far away
To that land of "Heart's Desire" Fair Hawaii
Do you wonder why I'm gay
Where somebody waits for me
And where it's sunny as can be
I know I'll never leave again
never grieve again there beside the sea
Just picture all those scenes those pretty tropic greens
where most every one adores you nothing bores you
Life is just a happy dream from the rising of the sun
Until the joyous day is done
That's what the poets rave about
Poets crave about
Golden days each one
Hula Lou yes I'm coming right back to you
My Hula Lou with a heart that is fond and true
Oh how I'm sighin' love for your undyin' love
That sweet Hawaiian love has won my heart away
Soon I'll be where that ukelele melody keeps ringing plaintively
On the shores of the Lanai
And when the stars are bright out in the pale moonlight
we'll do the Hula, Hula, Hula Lou
Zondag 30 juni 1996
A Piece Of Sky
