Zondag 3 oktober 2004
Bad Boy (Marty Wilde)
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Bad Boy
Composer(s): Marty Wilde
First release by: Marty Wilde - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
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Zaterdag 2 oktober 2004
La Tondue
La Tondue
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens
La belle qui couchait avec le roi de Prusse
Avec le roi de Prusse
À qui l'on a tondu le crâne rasibus
Le crâne rasibus
Son penchant prononcé pour les "ich liebe dich"
Pour les "ich liebe dich"
Lui valut de porter quelques cheveux postich's
Quelques cheveux postich's
Les braves sans-culott's et les bonnets phrygiens
Et les bonnets phrygiens
Ont livre sa crinière à un tondeur de chiens
À un tondeur de chiens
J'aurais dû prendre un peu parti pour sa toison
Parti pour sa toison
J'aurais dû dire un mot pour sauver son chignon
Pour sauver son chignon
Mais je n'ai pas bougé du fond de ma torpeur
Du fond de ma torpeur
Les coupeurs de cheveux en quatre m'ont fait peur
En quatre m'ont fait peur
Quand, pire qu'une brosse, elle eut été tondue
Elle eut été tondue
J'ai dit: "C'est malheureux, ces accroch'-cœur perdus
Ces accroch'-cœur perdus"
Et, ramassant l'un d'eux qui traînait dans l'ornière
Qui traînait dans l'ornière
Je l'ai, comme une fleur, mis à ma boutonnière
Mis à ma boutonnière
En me voyant partir arborant mon toupet
Arborant mon toupet
Tous ces coupeurs de natt's m'ont pris pour un suspect
M'ont pris pour un suspect
Comme de la patrie je ne mérite guère
Je ne mérite guère
J'ai pas la Croix d'honneur, j'ai pas la croix de guerre
J'ai pas la croix de guerre
Et je n'en souffre pas avec trop de rigueur
Avec trop de rigueur
J'ai ma rosette à moi: c'est un accroche-cœur
C'est un accroche-cœur
Zaterdag 2 oktober 2004
Bad Boy (Eric Clapton)
Bad Boy
Composer(s): Delaney Bramlett - Eric Clapton
Performer(s): Eric Clapton
I'm just a bad boy
Long long ways from home
I'm just a bad boy
Long long ways from home
But I ain't got nobody
To bury me when I'm dead and gone
Well I'm the cat that scratches
And I'm like a dog that bites
I'll be your box of matches, baby
When you need a light
I'm just a bad boy
Long long ways from home
I'm just a bad boy
Long long ways from home
But I ain't got nobody
To bury me when I'm dead and gone
I used to have a little girl
Only 16 years old
But her mom and dad put me way out
Way out in the cold
I can't stay here no longer
My luck is running slow
Gotta keep on moving
But I ain't got no place to go
I'm just a bad boy
Long long ways from home
I'm just a bad boy
Long long ways from home
But I ain't got nobody
To bury me when I'm dead and gone
Vrijdag 1 oktober 2004
La Tonada Inasible
La Tonada Inasible
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Hace quince segundos
que se murió el poeta
y hace quince siglos
que notamos su ausencia
Creíamos entonces
que estabamos de vuelta
cuando faltaba tanto
de ausencia y de poeta
Hace quince milenios
se nos fugó el poeta
dejándonos sus viudas
y su niñita eterna
Brindemos por su verbo
por su roja cabeza
hermanos de la sangre
vertida del poeta
Por él sus adversarios
no olvidan, mas celebran
y por él, sus amigos
como quiera que hoy sean
se juntan nuevamente
por sobre sus miserias
convocando a este muerto
de la salud perfecta
Hace quince silencios
y otras muchas tristezas
quién sabe qué diría
su voz de inteligencia
Por eso un cisne canta
prófugo en la floresta
la tonada inasible
que despertó el poeta
Vrijdag 1 oktober 2004
Bad Blood
Bad Blood
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Phil Cody
Performer(s): Neil Sedaka & Elton John
It coulda been me but it was you
Who went and bit off a little bit more than he could chew
You said that you had it made, but you been had
The woman no good, no how, thinkin' maybe the blood is bad
Bad (ba-a-ad) blood (blo-o-od)
The woman was born to lie
Makes promises she can't keep
With the wink on an eye
Bad (ba-a-ad) blood (blo-o-od)
Brother, you've been deceived
It's bound to change you mind
About all you believe
From where I stand, it looks mighty strange
How you let a woman like that treat you like small change
I don't understand what you're lookin' to find
The only thing bad blood do is mess up a good man's mind
Hear me talkin' now
Bad (ba-a-ad) blood (blo-o-od)
The bitch is in her smile
The lie is on her lips
Such an evil child
Bad (ba-a-ad) blood (blo-o-od)
Is takin' you for a ride
The only thing good about bad blood
Is lettin' it slide
Doo-ron, doo-ron, di di, dit, dit, ron-ron
Doo-ron, doo-ron, di di, dit, dit, ron-ron
Doo-ron, doo-ron, di di, dit, dit, ron-ron
Bad blood, talkin' 'bout bad blood
Doo-ron, doo-ron, di di, dit, dit, ron-ron
Doo-ron, doo-ron, di di, dit, dit, ron-ron
Doo-ron, doo-ron, di di, dit, dit, ron-ron
Bad blood
Here we go
Bad (ba-a-ad) blood (blo-o-od)
The bitch is in her smile
The lie is on her lips
Such an evil child
Bad (ba-a-ad) blood (blo-o-od)
Is takin' you for a ride
The only thing good about bad blood
Is lettin' it slide
The only thing good about bad blood
Is lettin' it slide
Donderdag 30 september 2004
La Toma
La Toma
Composer(s): Victor Jara - Huamari - Belgica Castro
Performer(s): Victor Jara
Ya se incio la toma
compañero calla la boca
cuidado con los pacos
que pueden dejar la escoba
Sujeta bien al chiquillo
dile a Jaime que se apure
no toque el 45
ojala que nos resulte
A mi compairito Julio
no lo veo por ni un lao'
ojala que haya alcanzao'
a pescar todo' los bultos
Ya se incio la toma
compañero calla la boca
cuidado con los pacos
que pueden dejar la escoba
Soldados de la mañana
dicen que dieron el tajo
mejor no caiga en mis manos
el traidor, el desgraciado
Ya se incio la toma
compañero calla la boca
cuidado con los pacos
que pueden dejar la escoba
...Apurate Juan, ahi vamos
no soltes los bultos nunca
segui a la Berta, ya falta poco
cuidao' con esas ollas niña
esta durmiendo la Herminda...
Porque el destino nos da
la vida como castigo
pero nadie me acobarda
si el futuro esta conmigo
...Apurele, te imaginas, una casa
callate corre. Al fin, al fin...
que fue eso, ya llegamos
y la Herminda... duerme...
Donderdag 30 september 2004
Bad
Bad
Composer(s): Bono - Adam Clayton - The Edge - Larry Mullen Jr.
First release by: U2 - 1984
Covered by multiple other artists
If you twist and turn away
If you tear yourself in two again
If I could, yes I would
If I could, I would let it go
Surrender, dislocate
If I could throw this lifeless
Lifeline to the wind
Leave this heart of clay
See you walk, walk away
Into the night
And through the rain
Into the half-light
And through the flame
If I could through myself
set your spirit free
I'd lead your heart away
See you break, break away
Into the light
And to the day
To let it go
And so to fade away
To let it go
And so fade away
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no, no
If you should ask then maybe
They'd tell you what I would say
True colors fly in blue and black
Bruised silken skies and burning flak
Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes
If I could, you know I would
If I could, I would let it go
This desparation
Dislocation
Separation
Condemnation
Revelation
In temptation
Isolation
Desolation
Let it go
And so to fade away
To let it go
And so fade away
Oh, no
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no no
Woensdag 29 september 2004
La Toison D'or
La Toison D'or
Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Et vous conquistadors navigateurs anciens
Hollandais téméraires et corsaires malouins
Cherchant des Amériques vous ne cherchâtes rien
Que l'aventure de la Toison d'Or
Et vous les philosophes vous sages d'Orient
Alchimistes pointus et sorciers d'à présent
En cherchant la sagesse vous n'avez rien cherché
Que les secrets de la Toison d'Or
Et vous les empereurs roitelets ou serins
Vous les vrais Charlemagne vous les faux Charles Quint
En cherchant la puissance vous ne cherchâtes rien
Que les reflets de la Toison d'Or
Et vous preux chevaliers assoiffés de grandeur
Vous chasseurs de Saint-Graal d'oriflammes d'honneurs
Cherchant la victoire vous ne cherchâtes rien
Que le panache de la Toison d'Or
Et vous tous les poètes les rêveurs mal debout
Discoureurs de l'amour pour des cieux andalous
En écoutant vos muses n'avez rien chanté d'autre
Que le vieux rêve de la Toison d'Or
Et vous gens d'aujourd'hui d'aujourd'hui de demain
Vous balayeurs d'idoles de dieux de malins
Cherchant la vérité vous ne recherchez rien
Que la clarté de la Toison d'Or
Woensdag 29 september 2004
Backwater Blues
Backwater Blues
Composer(s): Big Bill Broonzy
Performer(s): Big Bill Broonzy
and multiple other artists
It rained 5 days and the clouds turned as dark as night
Yes, it rained 5 days and the clouds turned as dark as night
Lord, the trouble's takin' place, Lord, in the lowland at night
I got up one mornin', for me I couldn't even get out of my door
Yes, I got up one mornin', for me I couldn't even get out of my door
Lord, that was really enough trouble
to make a poor man wonder why and where to go
And I waited, I stood upon a high, high old lonesome hill
Lord, I waited, I stood upon a high, high old lonesome hill
Lord, an' all I could do was look down on the house, baby, where I used to live
Lord, it thunderin' an' it lightnin', Lord, and the wind begin to blow
Lord, it thunderin' an' it lightnin', Lord, and the wind begin to blow
Lord, at that time fourthousand-million people who have no place to go
Dinsdag 28 september 2004
La Tierra Prometida
La Tierra Prometida
((French Version: La Terre Promise (by Mireille Mathieu))
Composer(s): C. Desage - Ch. Bruhn - A. Segura
Performer(s): Raphael
¡Oh! Moisés, ¿en dónde está?
¡Oh! Moisés, la Tierra Prometida
Que yo busqué y no encontré
¡Oh! Moisés, ¿en dónde está?
Moisés tú ven, condúceme
Lleva mi mula de la brida
Yo iré detrás soñando paz
Aunque de andar sangren mis pies
Dime Moisés, y el buen amor
¡Oh! di tú Moisés, ¿dónde quedó?
Brazos en cruz lo busco yo
Para ofrecer mi corazón
¿Sabes Moisés?, se hace la guerra
¿Sabes Moisés?, sufre la Tierra
Los niños lloran, los hombres odian
¿En dónde habrá, Moisés, amor?
Y lloverán lágrimas negras
Hasta encontrar la ansiada tierra
Y un nuevo sol se alumbrará
Y tú verás ¡Oh! Moisés
Que el mundo en paz, volvió la fe
Dinsdag 28 september 2004
Backwater
Backwater
Composer(s): Brian Eno
Performer(s): Brian Eno
Backwater
We’re sailing at the edges of time
Backwater
We’re drifting at the waterline
Oh we’re floating in the coastal waters
You and me and the porter’s daughters
Ooh what to do not a sausage to do
And the shorter of the porter’s daughters
Dips her hand in the deadly waters
Ooh what to do in a tiny canoe
Black water
There were six of us but now we are five
We’re all talking
To keep the conversation alive
There was a senator from ecuador
Who talked about a meteor
That crashed on a hill in the south of Peru
And was found by a conquistador
Who took it to the emperor
And he passed it on to a Turkish guru
His daughter
Was slated for becoming divine
He taught her
He taught her how to split and define
But if you study the logistics
And heuristics of the mystics
You will find that their minds rarely move in a line
So it’s much more realistic
To abandon such ballistics
And resign to be trapped on a leaf in a vine
Maandag 27 september 2004
La Tierra
La Tierra
Composer(s): Purcel Marius - Frank Mauriat - Paul Plante - Jacques
Performer(s): Raphael
Oh La Tierra
Oh La Tierra
Vamos A Buscar
En El Mundo Un Rincon De Paz
Cruzando El Cielo Y El Mar
Y Hallar Horizontes Sin Fin
Para Amar
Vamos A Partir
En El Carro De Nuestra Ilusion
Abriendo Al Caminar
Los Surcos Que Nos Llevaran
A Un Afan De Vivir
La Tierra, La Tierra, La Tierra
No Tiene Ya Fronteras
La Tierra, La Tierra
Y Mientras Noche Y Dia
La Tierra, La Tierra
Nos Une Para Siempre
La Tierra, La Tierra
Donde Nace El Sol
Yo Quisiera Ofrecerte A Ti
La Tierra Labrada Por Mi
El Trigo Que Brota Feliz
Y Que Nos Dara
La Felicidad
La Tierra, La Tierra, La Tierra
No Tiene Ya Fronteras
La Tierra, La Tierra
Y Mientras Noche Y Dia
La Tierra, La Tierra
Nos Une Para Siempre
La Tierra, La Tierra
Vamos A Partir
En El Carro De Nuestra Ilusion
Abriendo Al Caminar
Los Surcos Que Nos Llevaran
A Un Afan De Vivir
La Tierra, La Tierra, La Tierra
No Tiene Ya Fronteras
La Tierra, La Tierra
Y Mientras Noche Y Dia
La Tierra, La Tierra
Nos Une Para Siempre
La Tierra, La Tierra
Donde Nace El Sol
Yo Quisiera Ofrecerte A Ti
La Tierra Labrada Por Mi
El Trigo Que Brota Feliz
Y Que Nos Dara
La Felicidad
Maandag 27 september 2004
Backtafunk
Backtafunk
Composer(s): Barry Gibb - Maurice Gibb - Robin Gibb
Performer(s): Bee Gees
You're gonna fix my heart
You're gonna free my soul
Not many learn what
The two of us can do
Or what we do it for
Sign my name
I'm gonna join your club
You give me love and there's
Two of us to feel
Just say the word
And I'm giving my love to you
You got me backtafunk
And I'm still turning
Got me backtafunk
And I'm still turning
I can't explain, no alibi
The rhythm got me paralyzed
You got me
You call it deja vu
Of being there before
So many lose what
The few of us can find
And never mention
You're gonna break my will
You're gonna take me down
So many pay
When the two of us can steal
So give what I want
And I could be a king for you
You got me
Backtafunk
And I'm still turning
Got me backtafunk
And I'm still turning
You got me backtafunk
I was so disorganized
Rhythm cut me down to size
You got me
Help me I'm in trouble deep
High as I can go
It's no crime
There may be love on the street
And I'm bad enough
You got me drowning in my sleep
But I will find you when I wake
And it's time
You got me backtafunk
Backtafunk to back
Backtafunk
Backtafunk to back
Backtafunk
Backtafunk to back
Backtafunk
Oh, oh I'm still turning
Backtafunk
Oh, oh I'm still burning
Backtafunk
Oh, oh I'm still learning
(Repeat)
Zondag 26 september 2004
La Terre Promise (Mireille Mathieu)
La Terre Promise
((Spanish Version: La Tierra Prometida (by Raphael))
Composer(s): C. Desage - Ch. Bruhn
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu
Oh Moïse, donne
La terre promise
Oh Moïse donne la terre promise
Elle est si loin
Je cherche en vain
Oh Moïse donne la terre promise
Oh Moïse, donne
La terre promise
Oh Moïse donne la terre promise
Elle est si loin
Je cherche en vain
Oh Moïse donne la terre promise
Oh Moïse viens
Et conduis moi
Oh Moïse viens emmène-moi
L'as-tu trouvée
L'as-tu rêvée
Oh Moïse donne la terre promise
Oh Moïse dis
Où est l'amour
Oh Moïse dis où est l'amour
Comme une croix
J'ouvre les bras
Oh Moïse donne la terre promise
Oh Moïse vois
On fait la guerre
Oh Moïse vois souffrir la terre
Les enfants pleurent
Les hommes ont peur
Oh Moïse donne la terre promise
Oh Moïse vois
Il pleut des larmes
Oh Moïse vois il pleut des larmes
Le cœur d'un homme
Pour une femme
Oh Moïse c'est la terre promise
Oh Moïse donne la terre promise
Zondag 26 september 2004
Backstage (I'm Lonely)
Backstage (I'm Lonely)
Composer(s): Fred Anisfield - Willie Denson
Gene Pitney; Jools Holland; Marc Almond
A thousand hands applaud tonight
I sing my songs my star shines bright
I stop and smile I take my bow
I leave the stage and then somehow
Backstage I'm lonely, backstage I cry
You've gone away and each night I seem to die a little
Out on that stage I play the star
I'm famous now I've come so far
A famous fool I let love go
I didn't know I'd miss you so
Backstage I'm lonely, backstage I cry
Hating myself since I let you say goodbye
Every night a different room
Every night a different club
And yet I'm lonely all the time
When I sign my autograph
When I hold an interview
Can't get you out of my mind
Come back my love come back to me
I need you now so desperately
What good is fame it's just a game
I'd give it all to be the same
Backstage I wait now, hoping I'll see
Your smiling face waiting there backstage for me
Your smiling face waiting backstage for me
Backstage
Backstage
Zaterdag 25 september 2004
La Terre Promise (Johnny Hallyday)
La Terre Promise (aka Une Terre Promise (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1975))
((Adapted from: Promised Land (by Chuck Berry) - 1964))
((Dutch Version: Kisjeskearl (by Normaal) - 1983))
Composer(s): Chuck Berry - Michel Mallory
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1975
La terre brûle soirs mes pieds
Et je ne sais, je ne sais pas m'arrêter
Oh, oui je vais où mes chansons m'entraînent
Et je ne fait que passer
Oh, oui je suis chez moi là où on m'aime
Ailleurs, ailleurs je suis un étranger
Oh, oui de trains en trains, de villes en villes
Je finirai bien par trouver
Oh, oui une autre ville, un autre hôtel
Et une autre fille à aimer
Et je ne me souviens plus d'elle
Et son nom je l'ai oublié
Oh, oui je cours toujours après l'amour
Mais la vie va me rattraper
Oh, oui la terre promise n'est pas toujours là
Où l'on croit bien la trouver
J'ai usé ma vie et mes bottes
Sur les routes du monde entier
Et j'ai chanté plus de chansons
Que vous en avez écoutés
Oh, oui j'ai cru trouver la terre promise
Quand j'ai cru rapporter l'amour
Mais j'y ai laisser ma chemise
Et je suis reparti un jour
Oh, oui de solitude en solitude
Je finirai bien par trouver
Avant de perdre l'habitude
De conjuguer le verbe aimer
Oh, oui la fille et la terre promise
Je cours je cours après depuis toujours
Oh, oui tant pis si je perds ma chemise
Si je peux y trouver l'amour
Oh oui la terre brûle soirs mes pieds
Et je ne sais, je ne sais pas m'arrêter
Oh, oui je vais où mes chansons m'entraînent
Et je ne fait que passer
Oh, oui je suis chez moi là où on m'aime
Ailleurs, ailleurs je suis un étranger
Oh, oui de trains en trains, de villes en villes
Je finirai bien par trouver
Zaterdag 25 september 2004
Backsliding Fearlessly
Backsliding Fearlessly
Composer(s): Ian Hunter
Performer(s): Mott The Hoople
I dreamt of being horses in shackles of gold
And the men that were young then are now terribly old
The graveyard was creaking with too many bones
While the bishop was praying his cassock was sold
Three cheers for the innocent though he is perverse
Three screams for the hangman as he cries for the hearse
I weep for the rebels conventional ways
For he loses his mind while the devious stay
By the way
If the world saluted you
Well what would you do if you could be there
Well would you still take me
Would you take me anywhere
If the world saluted you
Well what would you say when things were down
Would you still want me
Would you want me around
So come all ye faithful and slaughter your lambs
Your minds have been whipped by experienced hands
I wish we were children I'd welcome the change
And the mind of an old man you can't rearrange
Ain't it strange
If the world saluted you
Well what would you do if you could be there
Would you still
Would you still take me anywhere
If the world saluted you
What would you say when things were down
Would you still want me
Would you still want me around
Vrijdag 24 september 2004
Promised Land
Promised Land
Composer(s): Chuck Berry
First release by: Chuck Berry - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1975 - La Terre Promise (by Johnny Hallyday)
1975 - Une Terre Promise (by Eddy Mitchell)
1983 - Kisjeskearl (by Normaal)
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Raleigh
On across Caroline
Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill
And we never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rollin' 'cross the Georgia state
We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle
Half way 'cross Alabam
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham
Straight off, I bought me a through train ticket
Ridin’ cross Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston town
There’s people there who care a little 'bout me
And they won't let the poor boy down
Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hands
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land
Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the Golden State
The pilot told me in thirteen minutes
We'd be headin' in the terminal gate
Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines, cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line
Vrijdag 24 september 2004
Backlash Blues
Backlash Blues
Composer(s): Langston Hughes - Nina Simone
Performer(s): Nina Simone; Linda Hoyle
Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash
Just who do think I am
You raise my taxes, freeze my wages
And send my son to vietnam
You give me second class houses
And second class schools
Do you think that alla colored folks
Are just second class fools
Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you
With the Backlash blues
When I try to find a job
To earn a little cash
All you got to offer
Is your mean old white Backlash
But the world is big
Big and bright and round
And it's full of folks like me
Who are black, yellow, beige and brown
Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you
With the Backlash blues
Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash
Just what do you think I got to lose
I'm gonna leave you
With the Backlash blues
You're the one will have the blues
Not me, just wait and see
Donderdag 23 september 2004
Kisjeskearl
