Dinsdag 14 december 1999
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Worried Life Blues
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Maandag 13 december 1999
Worried
Worried
Composer(s): Marty Robbins
Performer(s): Marty Robbins
Worried, yes I'm worried
Because she just told me goodbye
Tell me what on earth am I to do
Worried, yes I'm worried
Because she just walked out on me
Worried, disapointed, sad and blue
I feel just like I wanna die
I know I've got a right to cry
Lovin' her is all I want to do
Worried, yes I'm worried
And I've got a right to be
She means more than this whole wide world to me
I feel just like I wanna die
I know I've got a right to cry
Lovin' her is all I want to do
Worried, yes I'm worried
And I've got a right to be
She means more than this whole wide world to me
Zondag 12 december 1999
Worn Down Piano
Worn Down Piano
Originally performed by: Mark & Clark Band
Each Tuesday morning, they'd all stand in line
the auction would open promptly at nine
The gavel came down on the auctioneer's block
and the bidding began on a grandfather's clock
Next up for bids in the rear of the room
a piano worn down and a bit out of tune.
Who'll start the bidding?, the auctioneer cried
No voices rang out, so just put it aside
Shouts filled the room and the auction went on
when the cries of the crowd were stopped by a song
Everyone turned to the rear of the room
to that worn down piano, a bit out of tune
Oh the days long ago when the crowds came around
to hear that piano ring out with sound
but the crowds have all gone and the symphony's through
and the piano cries out: 'let me play once for you'
A man with a torn coat and a hole in one shoe
sat playing the song that nobody knew
The music rang out and that song filled the room
from that worn down piano, a bit out of tune
Then from the crowd a man shouted a bid
One thousand dollars for that piano I'll give
Two thousand, Three thousand, and the bidding went on
as the man in the torn coat kept playing that song
The bidding grew tense each bid more and more
'til the five thousand figure rang out from the floor
the man in the torn coat just sat there and stared
playing that song as if no-one were there
Oh the days long ago when the crowds came around
to hear that piano ring out with sound
but the crowds have all gone and the symphony's through
and the piano cries out: let me play once for you
The man in the torn coat played as if to say
I too want you, piano but I've nothing to pay
I'd give all I own if you could be mine
but all I can bid is this bottle of wine
The sound of the gavel rang out through the air
the auctioneer cried: Top that bid if you dare
Just give him the piano, maestro play on
but where has the man, in the torn coat gone?
It's a quarter past five and the bidding is done
everything's sold and now leave one by one
The auction is over and left in that room
is that worn down piano, still a bit out of tune
Oh the days long ago when the crowds came around
to hear that piano ring out with sound
but the crowds have all gone and the symphony's through
and the piano cries out: let me once play for you
Zaterdag 11 december 1999
Worms
Worms
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
Think I'll go and eat worms
Long thin skinny ones
Big fat juicy ones
See how they wriggle and squirm
Bite their heads off
Suck their blood out
Throw their skins away
Nobody knows how much I thrive
On worms three times a day
Long thin skinny ones slip down easily
Big fat juicy ones stick
Hold your head back
Squeeze their tail
And their juice just goes drip, drip
Vrijdag 10 december 1999
World Turning
World Turning
Composer(s): Lindsey Buckingham; Christine McVie
Originally performed by: Fleetwood Mac
Covered by various other artists
Everybody's trying to say I'm wrong
I just wanna be back where I belong
world turning......
I gotta get my feet back on the ground
world turning.......
everybody's got me down
maybe I'm wrong, but who's to say what's right?
I need somebody to help me thru the night
Donderdag 9 december 1999
World On A String
World On A String
Composer(s): Neil Young
Originally performed by: Neil Young
Covered by: Nils Lofgren
You know I lose, you know I win
you know I call for the shape I'm in
It's just a game you see me play
only real in the way that I feel from day to day
Although the answer is not unknown
I'm searchin', searchin', and how I've grown
It's not all right to say goodbye
and the world on a string doesn't mean a thing
No, the world on a string doesn't mean a thing
It's only real in the way that I feel from day to day
Day to day
Woensdag 8 december 1999
World Of Pain
World Of Pain
Composer(s): Gail Collins; Felix Pappalardi
Performer(s): Cream; Masaki Batoh
Outside my window is a tree
Outside my window is a tree
There only for me
And it stands in the gray of the city
No time for pity for the tree or me
There is a world of pain
In the falling rain
Around me
Is there a reason for today?
Is there a reason for today?
Do you remember?
I can hear all the cries of the city
No time for pity for a growing tree
Dinsdag 7 december 1999
World In Flames
World In Flames
Spanish Title: Mundo En Llamas
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar
When your heart breaks up and you see only darkness
When you no longer have any will or strength to go on
When everything becomes a farce that you don't care to decipher
Sinking in front of a beach
with no lighthouse, no home, no final destination
Walking amidst a thousand faces, between unspoken words
The same doubt in their throats: how did they get here
Everyone carries a shadow that they wish weren't there
The pain that names everyone
worse than loneliness is to lose humanity
How to live in a world in flames
without having your heart turn to ice
How to write a new plot
Feeling that as your life pulses, it lives in me
When we no longer find anything or anyone else to conquer
and our hunger, still dissatisfied, has nothing left to devastate
To tie ourselves to the past, we need only remember
but the future is more cumbersome
and today is the time to think what kind of tomorrow will come
How to live in a world in flames
without having your heart turn to ice
How to write more than just tragedy
Feeling that as my life pulses, it lives in you
Maandag 6 december 1999
World Away From Me
World Away From Me
Composer(s): Woody Guthrie
Performer(s): Arlo Guthrie
I've been keeping on the run
I've been traveling with the sun
I've been singing all my life and getting by
Got to keep up with what's goung on
In this place I've been so long
And I guess I'll just keep singing all my life
And it's so good to come home
To a woman all alone
Forgeting how hnd loneliness can be
She will take me from this world
Then she'll gently take the world away from me
l'll be coming home at night
While the kids are sleeping tight
She'll be lit by firelight and looking fine
And the kids jump out of bed
Hello Daddy, what did you get
Did you think of anything on down the line
She'll be talking with her smile
Saying, honey, wait awhile
The kids have missed you, soon they'll be asleep
She will take me from this world
Then she'll gently take the world away from me
Oh the prophets and the sages
And the wise men through the ages
All that's written down on pages from above
Just can't adequately describe
What I'm feeling here inside
It's just useless to be living without love
And I'll take her by her hand
Just a woman and a man
Without trying to understand what we should be
She will take me from this world
Then she'll gently take the world away from me
Zondag 5 december 1999
World
World
Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Maurice Gibb; Robin Gibb
Performer(s): Bee Gees
(Chorus)
Now, I found, that the world is round
and of course it rains everyday
Living tomorrow, where in the world will I be tomorrow?
How far am I able to see?
Or am I needed here?
(chorus)
If I remember all of the things I have done
I'd remember all of the times I've gone wrong
Why do they keep me here?
(chorus)
And (chorus)
And (chorus)
And (chorus)
Zaterdag 4 december 1999
Working On The Road
Working On The Road
Composer(s): Alvin Lee
Performer(s): Ten Years After
I've been working on the road about fifteen years
Been blowing my mind, I've been blasting my ears
Don't you know, babe?
I've been sleeping all day and working all night
I made a lot of money, but it don't feel right
Don't you know, babe?
Well, I've seen the world and it's seen me
In a strange kind of way I guess I'm free
Don't you know, babe?
Well, I've seen it bad and I've seen it good
But, now, I want to clear my blood
Don't you know, babe?
I've got a feeling for home
Somewhere that I call my own
Well, I tried to live the way I should
I've shed some tears and sweated blood
Don't you know, babe?
And I think it's time I took a break
'Cause I have took all I can take
Don't you know, babe?
I've got a feeling for home
Somewhere that I call my own
Take me home, babe
Vrijdag 3 december 1999
Working My Way Back To You
Working My Way Back To You
French Title: Te Garder Près De Moi
Composer(s): Sandy Linzer; Denny Randell
Originally performed and made famous by: The Four Seasons
Covered by various other artists
I keep working my way back to you, babe
With a burning love inside
Yeah I'm working my way back to you babe
And a happiness that died
I let it get away
Keep paying every day
When you were so in love with me
I played around like I was free
Thought I could have my cake and eat it too
And how I cried over losing you
See I'm down and out
And I ain't about to go
Living my life without you
Hey every day, I made you cry
I'm begging girl, 'til the day I die
I'll keep working my way back to you, babe
With a burning love inside
Yeah I'm working my way back to you, babe
And a happiness that died
I let it get away
Keep paying every day
I used to love to make you cry
It made me feel like a man inside
If I had been a man in reality
Then you'd be here baby loving me
Now my nights are long
And only a lion could prowl
Girl, I guess we're too slow
Girl, but you're too proud
And you won't give in
But when I think about all I can't win
I'll keep working my way back to you, babe
With a burning love inside
Yeah I'm working my way back to you, babe
And a happiness that died
I let it get away
Keep paying every day
My heart is kind of low
I just gotta get back home
I'm really sorry
For acting that way
I'm really sorry
Ooh, little girl
I'm really sorry
For throwing away our love
Sweet little girl
I'm really sorry
For making you cry
I really need you
Don't you hear me talking to you
Really sorry
For telling you lies
For so long
Oh please
I'll keep working my way back to you, babe
With a burning love inside
Yeah I'm working my way back to you, babe
And a happiness that died
I'll keep working my way back to you, babe
With a burning love inside
Yeah I'm working my way back to you, babe
And a happiness that died
Working, working
I'm really working
Working baby
Can't you see me working ...
Donderdag 2 december 1999
Working In The Coal Mine
Working In The Coal Mine
Composer(s): Lee Dorsey; Allen Toussaint
Originally performed by: Lee Dorsey
Covered by various other artists
Working in the coal mine
Going down down down
Working in the coal mine
Whoop I wanna sit down
Working in the coal mine
Going down down down
Working in the coal mine
Whoop I wanna sit down
Five o'clock in the morning
I'm already up and gone
Lord I'm so tired
How long can this go on
Working in the coal mine
Going down down down
Working in the coal mine
Whoop I wanna sit down
Working in the coal mine
Going down down down
Working in the coal mine
Whoop I wanna sit down
'Cause I work every morning
Hauling coal by the ton,
But when saturday rolls around
I'm too tired to have any fun
Working in the coal mine
Going down down down
Working in the coal mine
Whoop I wanna sit down
Working in the coal mine
Going down down down
Working in the coal mine
Whoop I wanna sit down
Lord, I'm so tired
How long can this go on?
Woensdag 1 december 1999
America Is Waiting
America Is Waiting
Composer(s): Brian Eno - David Byrne
Performer(s): Brian Eno; David Byrne
America is waiting for a message of some sort or another
Takin' it again
Again! Again!
Takin' it again
Well now... no, no... now, we ought to be mad at the government not mad at the people
Takin' it again
Again! Again!
Takin' it again
I mean, yeah, well... wha-what're ya gonna do?
America is waiting for a message of some sort or another
No will whatsoever
No will whatsoever!
Absolutely no honor
No will whatsoever
No will whatsoever!
Absolutely no integrity
No will whatsoever
No will whatsoever!
I haven't seen any any any citizen over there stand up and say "Hey, just a second"
No will whatsoever
No will whatsoever!
I mean, yeah, so... wha-what're ya gonna do?
America is waiting for a message of some sort or another
Woensdag 1 december 1999
Working For The Weekend
Working For The Weekend
Composer(s): Paul Dean; Matthew Frenette; Mike Reno
Performer(s): Loverboy;
Josh Gracin; Hit Crew
Everyone's watching, to see what you will do
Everyone's looking at you, oh
Everyone's wondering, will you come out tonight
Everyone's trying to get it right, get it right
Everybody's working for the weekend
Everybody wants a little romance
Everybody's goin' off the deep end
Everybody needs a second chance, oh
You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go
Everyone's looking to see if it was you
Everyone wants you to come through
Everyone's hoping it'll all work out
Everyone's waiting they're holding out
Everybody's working for the weekend
Everybody wants a little romance
Everybody's goin' off the deep end
Everybody needs a second chance, oh
You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go
You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go
You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go
Dinsdag 30 november 1999
America Drinks and Goes Home
America Drinks and Goes Home
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
First release by: The Mothers of Invention - 1967
(Here's a special request)
(Hope you enjoy it)
I tired to find How my heart
could be so blind
Dear
How could I be fooled just like the rest
You came on strong with your
Fast car and your class ring
Sad eyes and your ... ...
I fell for the whole thing
I don't regret for having met
Up with a girl who Breaks hearts
Like they were nothing at all
I've done it too
Now I know just what it feels like
And just like I said I have no regrets
Well it's about time to close...
I hope you've had as
much fun as we have!
Don't forget the jam session Sunday!...
Mandy Tension will be by
playing his xylophone
troupe!
It'll be a lot of fun!
Monday night is the Dance
Contest Night...
Twist Contest!...
We give away ah...
peanut butter and jelly!...
There'll be sandwiches for all of you...
I hope we've played your requests...
the songs you like to hear...
Last call for alcohol!...
Drink it up folks...
Wonderful!...
Nice to see you Bob, how's it going?
How's your kids?...
Wonderful!...
Nice to see you, yes...
Oh, Bill Bailey?...
Ah we'll get to that to- morrow night...
Caravan with a drum solo?...
right!...
We'll do that!...
Wonderful!...
Nice to see you again!...
Yeah!...la, la, la...
Down at the Pompadour A-Go-Go!!...
Vo-do-de-oo-pee-pee...
Shoobe-doot 'n-dadada, ada-da-dahhh ...
Nya-da-da, nya-da-da...
'nite all!...
Dinsdag 30 november 1999
Working Class Hero
Working Class Hero
Composer(s): John Lennon
Originally performed by: John Lennon
Covered by various other artists
As soon as you're born, they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home, and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Til you're so f***ing crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they tortured and scared you for 20 odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion, and sex, and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still f***ing peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top, they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero, well just follow me
If you want to be a hero, well just follow me
Maandag 29 november 1999
America America
America America
Composer(s): Michel Sardou
Performer(s): Michel Sardou
Et j'ai vu San Francisco Bridge
Rallier l'univers en deux rives
Oui quand j'ai vu San Francisco
Ma ville est morte dans mon dos
America America
America America
Hier encore, j'étais tranquille
Bien au chaud au ventre de ma ville
Protégé par de grands murs gris
Une église et des pharmacies
America America
America America
Hier encore j'étais tranquille
Tout seul au centre d'une ville
J'avais de la buée plein les yeux
J'allais être un jeune homme sérieux
America America
America America
Puis j'ai vu San Francisco Bridge
Rallier l'univers en deux rives
Oui quand j'ai vu San Francisco
Ma ville est morte dans mon dos
America America
America America
Ils avaient des voitures immenses
Des murs en verre, des maisons blanches
Ils avaient des cheveux partout
Des filles qu'on suivrait à genoux
America America
America America
Autour de moi, tout grandissait
Je ne savais plus qui j'étais
Les flics étaient de vrais géants
Je voulais partir en courant
America America
America America
Aujourd'hui, sur San Francisco Bridge
Je vois l'univers en deux rives
Mon cœur est à San Francisco
Ma ville est morte dans mon dos
America America
America America
Maandag 29 november 1999
Workin' On A Groovy Thing
Workin' On A Groovy Thing
Composer(s): Roger Atkins; Neil Sedaka
Performer(s): The 5th Dimension;
and various other artists
When I saw you I knew that I was gonna love you
And everyday I thought of how I'm gonna love you
Now you're here next to me
And ecstasy is a reality
I feel good when you are near
I'm alive cause you are here
Working on a groovy thing baby
Working on a groovy thing
Working on a groovy thing baby
Let's not rush in we'll take it slow
Before I met you I know my lips were only wasted
Cause you have got the sweetest kiss I ever tasted
Music moves us along
Your arms around me are snug and warm
Happiness is in my soul
I'm about to lose all control
Working on a groovy thing baby
Working on a groovy thing
Working on a groovy thing baby
Let's not rush in we'll take it slow
Working on a groovy thing
Zondag 28 november 1999
America (Simon & Garfunkel)
