Vrijdag 2 augustus 1996
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Hurricane
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Donderdag 1 augustus 1996
Prize Of Gold
Prize Of Gold
Composer(s): Hinen - Lee - Washington
Performer(s): Joan Regan
Why do people crave for fortune
Everything their eyes behold
What’s the good of fame and fortune
Love is the prize of gold
If you have the stars above you
You’re the heir to wealth untold
If you have someone to love you
This is the prize of gold
Without romance, the world would be
A world without any charms
While I have you and you have me
We hold the world in our arms
You have to have a heart to sing to
After all your dreams grow old
If we have our love to cling to
We have the prize of gold
Without romance, the world would be
A world without any charms
While I have you and you have me
We hold the world in our arms
Donderdag 1 augustus 1996
Hurricane (Bob Dylan)
Hurricane
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Bob Dylan - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops"
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In Paterson that's just the way things go
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates"
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for?
He ain't the guy!"
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure"
Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be doin' society a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim
"Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the jail house
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
And though they could not produce the gun
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell
That's the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world
Woensdag 31 juli 1996
A Prisoner Of The Past
A Prisoner Of The Past
Composer(s): Paddy McAloon
Performer(s): Prefab Sprout
I'm a ghost to you now, I'm someone you don't really wish to see
I'm a ghost to you now, a shadow since you turned your back on me
Maybe you'll learn why it was I shook
Baby your turn to wear the haunted look
This ghost is here to stay
I survived the blast
Get Ready, get ready to pay
I'm taking you at last
A prisoner of the past
This ghost is here to stay
He survived the blast
Get ready, get ready to say
"I've found my niche at last
A prisoner of the past"
Anywhere that you go, I'm going to be the welcome there for you
Everywhere that you go - be certain that the table's set for two!
Maybe you'll learn - there's nowhere you can go
Baby you'll turn - as white, as white as snow
This ghost is here to stay
I survived the blast
Get Ready, get ready to pay
I'm taking you at last
A prisoner of the past
This ghost is here to stay
He survived the blast
Get ready, get ready to say
"I've found my niche at last
A prisoner of the past"
This ghost is here to stay
I survived the blast
Get Ready, get ready to pay
I'm taking you at last
A prisoner of the past
Woensdag 31 juli 1996
Hurlevent
Hurlevent
Composer(s): M. Cywie; P. Loiseau; G. Stern
Performer(s): Dave
Sur les hauts de Hurlevent, je suis venu souvent
me promener parmi les pierres, et m'allonger dans la bruyère
pour penser à toi... penser à toi
Mais si le vent te fais peur, tu n'as plus rien à craindre
je t'appendrais à l'aimer si tu viens me rejoindre
Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
un paradis d'amour où chantera le vent
Nous graverons nos deux cœurs sur les vieux murs de pierres
nous ouvrirons les fenêtres envahies par le lierre
Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
un paradis d'amour, qui défiera le temps
Hurlevent n'attend que toi, et moi je reste là
les yeux perdus vers l'horizon, je garde encore mes illusions
tu viendras demain... tu viendras demain
Mais si le vent te fais peur, tu n'as plus rien à craindre
je t'appendrais à l'aimer si tu viens me rejoindre
Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
un paradis d'amour où chantera le vent
Nous graverons nos deux cœurs sur les vieux murs de pierres
nous ouvrirons les fenêtres envahies par le lierre
Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
un paradis d'amour, qui défiera le temps
Nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
un paradis d'amour où chantera le vent...
Nous graverons nos deux cœurs sur les vieux murs de pierres
nous ouvrirons les fenêtres envahies par le lierre
Et nous ferons des hauts de Hurlevent
un paradis d'amour, qui défiera le temps
Dinsdag 30 juli 1996
A Primera Vista
A Primera Vista
((English & Portuguese Versions: At First Sight (by Pedro Aznar); A Primeira Vista (by Chico César))
Composer(s): Chico César - Pedro Aznar
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar
Cuando no tenía nada deseé
Cuando todo era ausencia esperé
Cuando tuve frío temblé
Cuando tuve coraje llamé
Cuando llegó carta la abrí
Cuando escuché a Prince (Salif Keita) bailé
Cuando el ojo brilló entendí
Cuando me crecieron alas volé
Cuando me llamó allá fui
Cuando me di cuenta estaba ahí
Cuando te encontré me perdí
En cuanto te vi me enamoré
Dinsdag 30 juli 1996
Hurdy Gurdy Man
Hurdy Gurdy Man
Composer(s): Donovan
Performer(s): Donovan
Thrown like a star in my vast sleep
I open my eyes to take a peep
To find that I was by the sea
Gazing with tranquillity
'Twas then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
Came singing songs of love,
Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
Came singing songs of love
Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
Histories of ages past
Unenlightened shadows cast
Down through all eternity
The crying of humanity
'Tis then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
Comes singing songs of love
Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
Comes singing songs of love
Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy
Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
Here comes the roly poly man and he's singing songs of love
Roly poly, roly poly, roly poly, poly he sang
Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang
Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, gurdy he sang?
Maandag 29 juli 1996
A Primeira Vista
A Primeira Vista
((English & Spanish Versions: At First Sight (by Pedro Aznar); A Primera Vista (by Pedro Aznar))
Composer(s): Chico César
Performer(s): Chico César; Badi Assad
Quando no tinha nada eu quis
Quando tudo era ausncia esperei
Quando tive frio tremi
Quando tive coragem liguei
Quando chegou carta abri
Quando ouvi Prince dancei
Quando o olho brilhou, entendi
Quando criei asas, voei
Quando me chamou eu vim
Quando dei por mim tava aqui
Quando lhe achei, me perdi
Quando vi voc, me apaixonei
Quando no tinha nada eu quis
Quando tudo era ausncia esperei
Quando tive frio tremi
Quando tive coragem liguei
Quando chegou carta abri
Quando ouvi Salif Keita dancei
Quando o olho brilhou, entendi
Quando criei asas, voei
Quando me chamou eu vim
Quando dei por mim tava aqui
Quando lhe achei, me perdi
Quando vi voc, me apaixonei
Maandag 29 juli 1996
Hunting Tigers Out In "Indiah"
Hunting Tigers Out In "Indiah"
Composer(s): Stanley Damerell; Evans; Hargreaves
Performer(s): The Bonzo Dog Band
With big, hungry tigers, table manners have no place
Dear dear dear, no, dear dear dear, no, dear dear, oh dear, no
After they have eaten you, they never say their Grace
Dear dear dear, no, dear dear dear, no, dear dear, oh dear, no
Hunting tigers can be ripping fun
Like three blind mice, see the hunters run
Hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
Yah!
You all know how beastly tigers are
Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
They bite, they scratch
They make an awful fuss
It's no use stroking them and saying "puss puss puss"
Oh, hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
Yah!
They bite, they scratch
They make an awful fuss
It's no use stroking them and saying "puss puss puss"
Oh, hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
Yah!
"I say, J.O., it's jolly frightening out here"
"Nonsense, dear boy, you should be like me!"
"But look at you, you're shaking all over!"
"Shaking, you silly goose, I'm just doing the Watusi, that's all"
Tigers don't go out on rainy nights
They've no need to whet their appetites
Hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
Yah!
How many tigers can you find with forks and serviettes?
Dear dear dear, no, dear dear dear, no, dear dear, oh dear, no
Don't care in what part of you they fix their fretwork sets
Dear dear dear, no, dear dear dear, no, dear dear, oh dear, no
Hunting tigers can be ripping fun
Like three blind mice, see the hunters run!
Hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
Yah!
Hunting tigers out in "Indiah"
Out in, out in, out in "Indiah"
Yah!
Zondag 28 juli 1996
At First Sight
At First Sight
((Portuguese & Spanish Versions: A Primeira Vista (by Chico César); A Primera Vista (by Pedro Aznar))
Composer(s): Chico César - Pedro Aznar
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar
When I had nothing I desired
When all was absence I waited
When I was cold I trembled
When I had the courage I called
When the letter arrived I opened it
When I heard Prince (Salif Keita) I danced
When the eye sparkled I understood
When I grew wings I flew
When I was called, there I went
When I took notice I was there
When I found you I lost myself
As soon as I saw you I fell in love
Zondag 28 juli 1996
Hunter
Hunter
Composer(s): Björk
Performer(s): Björk
If travel is searching
And home what's been found
I'm not stopping
I'm going hunting
I'm the hunter
I'll bring back the goods
But don't know when
I thought I could organize freedom
How Scandinavian of me
How Scandinavian
How Scandinavian
You sussed it out, didn't you?
You could smell it
So you left me on my own
To complete the mission
Now I'm leaving it all behind
I'm going hunting
I'm the hunter
I'm the hunter
I'm going hunting
I'm the hunter
I'm the hunter
I'm the hunter
I'm the hunter
I'm the hunter
Zaterdag 27 juli 1996
A Pretty Girl Milking Her Cow
A Pretty Girl Milking Her Cow
Composer(s): Roger Edens
Performer(s): Judy Garland
and multiple other artists
Twas on a bright morning in Summer
When I first heard his voice spakin' low
As he said to a colleen beside him
"Who's that pretty girl milking her cow?"
Och many times often ye met me
And told me that I should be
You darling, Acushla
A Lana Mavourneen, Asuilish machree
Purty girl, purty girl
With no on there to show her how
The purt, purt, purty girl is now
Milking her cow
I have not the manners or graces
Of the girls in the world where ye move
And I have not their beautiful faces
But oh, I've a heart that can love
And if it please ye, I'll dress me in satin
With jewels, jewels in me brow
But och, don't be after forgettin'
Your purty girl milking her cow
Purty girl, purty cow,
I'm sure this song would have never been wrote
If the pretty girl hadda been milking her goat
But the goat wasn't feeling well anyhow
So the pretty girl was milking her cow
Her cow, her cow...
La, la, la, la, la, la...
La, la, la la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
A purty girl milking her cow!
Zaterdag 27 juli 1996
Hungry Planet
Hungry Planet
Composer(s): Skip Battin; Kim Fowley; Roger McGuinn
Performer(s): The Byrds
I'm a hungry planet
I had a youthful face
They were in a hurry
To go to outer space
They needed bombs and tungsten
Ore and iron too
So they climbed and they dug and they blew
Divided me right in two
I'm a hungry planet
Orbiting in the sky
The things they did to hurt me
Pass on by and by
Now here I am all alone
They never ever learn
Well I had to shake and quake
And make their houses burn
I'm a hungry planet
I had the bluest seas
Oh the people kept choppin' down
All my finest trees
Poisonin' my oxygen
Diggin' into my skin
Takin' more out of my good earth
Than they'll ever put back in
I'm a hungry planet
Vrijdag 26 juli 1996
A Pretty Girl Is Like A Melody
A Pretty Girl Is Like A Melody
From the film "There's No Business Like Show Business" (1954)
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
A pretty girl is like a melody
That haunts you night and day
Just like the strain of a haunting refrain
She'll start up on a marathon
And run a-round your brain
You can't escape, she's in your memory
Bby morning night and noon
She will leave you and then
Come back again
A pretty girl is just like a pretty tune
Vrijdag 26 juli 1996
Hungry Like The Wolf
Hungry Like The Wolf
Composer(s): Simon LeBon; Nick Rhodes;
Andy Taylor; John Taylor; Roger Taylor
Performer(s): Duran Duran
Dark in the city night is a wire
Steam in the subway earth is afire
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
Woman you want me give me a sign
And catch my breathing even closer behind
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd
And I'm hungry like the wolf.
Straddle the line in discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt I'm after you.
Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Stalked in the forest too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
High blood Drumming on your skin it's so tight
You feel my heart I'm just a moment behind
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Scent and a sound. I'm lost and I'm found
And I'm hungry like the wolf.
Strut on a line it's discord and rhyme
I howl and I whine I'm after you
Mouth is alive all running inside
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Hungry like the wolf
Hungry like the wolf
Hungry like the wolf
Burning the ground I break from the crowd
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
I smell like I sound. I'm lost and I'm found
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Strut on a line it's discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf
Donderdag 25 juli 1996
À Present, Tu Peux T'en Aller
À Present, Tu Peux T'en Aller
((Adapted from: I Only Want To Be With You (by Dusty Springfield - 1963))
((Spanish Version: Ahora Te Puedes Marchar (by Les Surfs) - 1971))
Composer(s): Mike Hawker - Ivor Raymonde - Gérard Bourgeois - Jean Max Rivière
Performer(s): Richard Anthony; Les Surfs - 1964
Si seulement tu m'avais dit la vérité
Nous ne serions pas sur le point de nous quitter
J'aurais toujours gardé au fond de moi
L'amour que j'ai eu peur de perdre tant de fois
Et que l'on m'a volé, à présent tu peux t'en aller
J'aurais voulu alors qu'il était encore temps
Que tu viennes vers moi un peu comme une enfant
Tout m'avouer en face j'aurais compris
Mais puisque ce sont les autres qui me l'ont dit
Moi je veux t'oublier, à présent, tu peux t'en aller
Tu peux chercher encore à reprendre de ta chance
Mais il est trop tard pour nous deux
Rien n'a plus d'importance
Je t'avais dit qu'il ne fallait pas prendre l'amour comme une jeu
Tu n'avais pas le droit, nous étions si heureux
Et toutes tes larmes ne pourront pas
Me rendre la confiance que j'avais pour toi
Je ne veux plus t'aimer, à présent, tu peux t'en aller
Pourtant je veux quand même te redonner ta chance
Il est encore temps pour nous deux
Déjà tout recommence
Et c'est pourquoi: Malgré ce que tu m'as fait
Je veux te donner
L'amour que tous les autres ont voulu te voler
Et que tu gardais au fond de toi
En sachant bien qu'un jour tu reviendras vers moi
Pour te faire pardonner
Et qu'enfin l'on pourrait s'aimer
Et qu'enfin l'on pourrait s'aimer
Donderdag 25 juli 1996
Hungry Heart
Hungry Heart
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen;
and various other artists
Got a wife and kids in Baltimore Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don't know where it's flowing
I took a wrong turn and I just kept going
Chorus
Everybody's got a hungry heart
Everybody's got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybody's got a hungry heart
I met her in a Kingston bar
We fell in love I knew it had to end
We took what we had and we ripped it apart
Now here I am down in Kingston again
Chorus
Everybody needs a place to rest
Everybody wants to have a home
Don't make no difference what nobody says
Ain't nobody like to be alone
Chorus
Woensdag 24 juli 1996
Ahora Te Puedes Marchar
Ahora Te Puedes Marchar
((Adapted from: I Only Want To Be With You (by Dusty Springfield - 1963))
((French Version: À Present, Tu Peux T'en Aller (by Richard Anthony) - 1964))
Composer(s): Mike Hawker - Ivor Raymonde
Performer(s): Les Surfs - 1971
Si siempre tu me hubieras dicho la verdad
no habría un motivo para regañar
y hubiera guardado dentro de mí
la llama del amor que siempre te pedí
y no me quisiste dar
Ahora te puedes marchar
Hubieramos podido llegar a fundir
el ritmo de dos corazones al latir
por que no quisiste oir mi voz
ya es tarde para darle una solución
yo te quiero olvidar
Ahora te puedes marchar
Tu llanto ya no puede
mi decisión cambiar
porque aun sufre mi corazón
por culpa de aquel amor
Pues no te diste cuenta
que es malo jugar
con el cariño que otro
te ha podido dar
Si tu has decidido volver a mí
y que te entregue
lo que antes te ofrecí
comprende es tarde ya
ahora te puedes marchar
Tu llanto ya no puede
mi decisión cambiar
porque aun sufre mi corazón
por culpa de aquel amor
Pues no te diste cuenta
que es malo jugar
con el cariño que otro
te ha podido dar
Si tu has decidido volver a mí
y que te entregue
lo que antes te ofrecí
comprende es tarde ya
ahora te puedes marchar
Comprende es tarde ya
ahora te puedes marchar
Woensdag 24 juli 1996
Hungry Freaks, Daddy
Hungry Freaks, Daddy
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa
Mr. America, walk on by your schools that do not teach
Mr. America, walk on by the minds that won't be reached
Mr. America try to hide the emptiness that's you inside
But once you find that the way you lied
And all the corny tricks you tried
Will not forestall the rising tide of hungry freaks, daddy!
They won't go on four no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds
The left behinds of the great society
Hungry freaks, daddy!
Mr. America, walk on by your supermarket dream
Mr. America, walk on by the liquor store supreme
Mr. America try to hide the product of your savage pride
The useful minds that it denied
The day you shrugged and stepped aside
You saw their clothes, and then you cried
"Those hungry freaks, daddy!"
They won't go on four no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds
The left behinds of the great society
Dinsdag 23 juli 1996
A Present For Bob
