Woensdag 13 juni 1973
Call On Me
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Call On Me
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Woensdag 13 juni 1973
Family Affair
Family Affair
Composer(s): Sylvester "Sly Stone" Stewart
Performer(s): Steve Winwood
It's a family affair ....
One child grows up to be somebody that just loves to learn
And another child grows up to be someone who needs concern
Mother loves both of them, you see it's in the blood
Father loves both of them, blood's thicker than the mud
It's a family affair ....
Newly-wed a year ago, still checkin' each other out
Nobody wants to blow, nobody wants to be left out
You can't leave cos your heart is there
But you can't stay cos you been somewhere else
You can't cry cos you look broke down
But you cry anyway cos you're all broke down
It's a family affair ...
Na na na one family, na na na one love ...
Dinsdag 12 juni 1973
Altar Boy And The Thief
Altar Boy And The Thief
Composer(s): Joan Baez
Performer(s): Joan Baez
At night in the safety of shadows and numbers
Seeking some turf on which nothing encumbers
The buying and selling of casual looks
Stuff that gets printed in x-rated books
Your mother might have tried to understand
When you were hardly your daddy's little man
And you gave up saluting the chief
To find yourself some relief
Finely plucked eyebrows and skin of satin
Smiling seductive and endlessly Latin
Olympic body on dancing feet
Perfume thickening the air like heat
A transient star of gay bar fame
You quit your job and changed your name
And you're nearly beyond belief
As you hunt down a little relief
The seven foot black with the emerald ring
Broke up a fight without saying a thing
As the cops cruised by wanting one more chance
To send Jimmy Baldwin back over to France
And a trucker with kids and a wife
Prefers to spend half of his life
In early Bohemian motif
Playing pool and getting relief
My favorite couple was looking so fine
Dancing in rhythm and laughing in rhyme
In the light of the jukebox all yellow and blue
Holding each other as young lovers do
To me they will always remain
Unshamed, untamed, and unblamed
The altar boy and the thief
Grabbing themselves some relief
The altar boy and the thief
Catching a little relief
Dinsdag 12 juni 1973
Call Of The Wild
Call Of The Wild
Composer(s): Tillman Franks
Performer(s): Frankie Laine
My mother was gypsy, my father a wayfarin' man
My home was the river, the mountains and warm desert sand
The roar of a train, or a mad raging sea is
The call of the wild and it's callin' to me
My restless heart keeps repeatin' I have to be free
There's memories to haunt me and torture my wild savage soul
The heat in my veins like the beating of drums makes me roar
You want me to stay but I know I must roam
For the call of the wild keeps a-callin' me on
Your kisses are sweet but I know that I have to be free
No woman can tame me or chain me or tie me for life
There's oft times a sweetheart but never, oh never a wife
Born to be happy but born to be free
I never look back for I know it must be
It's the call of the wild and I know that it's callin' to me
There are strange foreign lands that keep callin', yes callin' to me
To the wide open spaces I know that I'm destined to be
A slave to a voice much stronger than a hand
That can bring out the beast deep in my kind of man
It's the call of the wild and I'll have to obey, to obey
To obey it's command
Dinsdag 12 juni 1973
Familie Kabeljau
Familie Kabeljau
Performer(s): Udo Lindenberg
Herr und Frau
Kabeljau
glotzen Video
und TV
Ständig rappelt der Recorder
und die Pizza kommt per Fernsehorder
Kabelfernsehen
BTX
Computerspiele
tausend Tricks
Pantoffel-Cockpit, Heimpiloten
das sind echte Videoten
Und das Hänschen spielt so gerne
Krieg der Knöpfe, Krieg der Sterne
richtig süchtig, Atari-Junkie
voll verseuchtes kleines Kranki
Und man sieht ihn auch vor'm Testbild liegen
und sich ohne Grund vor Lachen biegen
und überhaupt, wie toll, denkt er, dass man
mit Computi besser spiel'n kann als mit Jan von nebenan
Familie Kabeljau
glotzt die Non-Stop-Schau
mit dem Vierkantauge im Gesicht
und der Erleuchtung im dunklen Flimmerlicht
Familie Kabeljau
sieht die Horrorschau
mit dem Schlafwagenhirn und der Neandertalstirn
Ja, in den Kabeln hängt der hohle Kopf
wie an einem Tropf
Und es sprach der Herr Minister
Dr. h. c. Kabelknister
von der schönen neuen Welt
Keine Arbeit, trotzdem Geld!
Ja, der Mikrochip aus Taiwan macht die Arbeit dann
und wenn dann nix mehr zu tun is, fahr'n wir nach Tunis
Wo wir in der Sonne sitzen
und ganz locker um die Ecke schwitzen
Familie Kabeljau
glotzt die Non-Stop-Schau
mit dem Vierkantauge im Gesicht
und der Erleuchtung im dunklen Flimmerlicht
Familie Kabeljau
sieht die Horrorschau
mit dem Schlafwagenhirn und der Neandertalstirn
Die Hirne sind total verödet
Macht ja nix, wenn man verblödet
Maandag 11 juni 1973
Christmas In My Heart (Letter From A Soldier)
Christmas In My Heart (Letter From A Soldier)
Performer(s): Dave Foss
When I was nine years old, I woke up on Christmas mornin'
Dragged you out of bed, down the stairs and to the tree
I didn't know back then that your head had just hit your pillow
Stayin' up all night, wrappin' Christmas presents just for me
So I thank you, Mom, you're an inspiration
Your endless smile is my salvation
Because of you, I got Christmas right here in my heart
Seventeen years old, I woke up on Christmas mornin'
Only three short months since Mom, she passed away
Still you found the time, Dad, to make Christmas somethin' special
You kept our spirits high, I think about it to this day
So I thank you, Dad, you're an inspiration
Your endless strength is my salvation
Because of you, I got Christmas right here in my heart
Christmas in my heart, it may seem crazy here
In my barracks layin' so very far away
But I know my job is to serve my country
And I think about you all, each and ev'ry day
Now I'm twenty-nine, as I write this on Christmas mornin'
And I bless the day that we shared our wedding vows
When I close my eyes, it seems that you're right beside me
By the grace of God, I'll make it back to you somehow
So I thank you, Girl, you're an inspiration
Your endless love is my salvation
Because of you, I got Christmas right here in my heart
And because of you, I got Christmas right here in my heart
Maandag 11 juni 1973
Call Me The Breeze
Call Me The Breeze
Composer(s): J.J. Cale
First release by: J.J. Cale - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
They call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road
They call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road
I ain't got me nobody, I ain't carrying me no load
Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me
Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me
I ain't hidin' from nobody, ain't nobody hidin' from me
I got that green light, babe, I got to keep moving on
I got that green light, babe, I got to keep moving on
I might go out to California, might go down to Georgia, might stay home
Maandag 11 juni 1973
Fame And Fortune
Fame And Fortune
Composer(s): Mick Ralphs
Performer(s): Bad Company
Sittin' in the back of a limousine, feelin' just like a king
All the girls come runnin' to you, you're the latest thing
Sittin' up there at the top of the charts, lookin' like Mr. Cool
You take all the money, steal their hearts, they'll come runnin' to you
Your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
All your fame and your fortune, you better take a look around
With your fame and your fortune, careful who you talk to
Or the fame and your fortune, watch it all tumble down, yeah, oh listen now
Now you're lookin' for inspiration, somethin' to say
When you find that it don't come easy, you find them running away
You had it all in the palm of your hand, and let it slip away
You made it big, ooh so big, and then you threw it all away
All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
Fame and your fortune, hey you better take another look
At your fame and your fortune, it set you up, then it caught you
Fame and your fortune, surely gonna let you down, hey tell me now
All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
Take your fame and your fortune, wait and take a look around
For your fame and your fortune, who do you talk to
'Bout your fame and your fortune, as it all comes tumbling down
Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, yes all come tumbling down
Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, all comes tumbling down...
Zondag 10 juni 1973
The Alligator Pond Went Dry
The Alligator Pond Went Dry
Composer(s): Victoria Spivey
Performer(s): Victoria Spivey
Folks, I'm telling you something that I saw with my own eyes
As I passed the pond one day
The old alligator was teaching his babies to do the Georgia Grind
And I heard one of them say
"This is a social
But the alligator pond's going dry
Yes, it is a social
But the alligator pond's going dry!"
Now, old Mister Alligator, he got way back
He said, "Look out, children, I'm going to throw it off my back"
Oh, it was a social
But the alligator pond went dry!
Lord, it must have been a social
For the alligator pond went dry
Oh, it must have been a social
For the alligator pond to go dry!
Now, old Mister Alligator, he got real hot
He said, "We're gonna have this function whether there's water or not!"
Oh, it was a social
For the alligator pond went dry!
Lord, if you don't believe what I'm saying, ask old Alligator Jack
Wasn't a drop of water in the pond when he got back
It was a social
But the alligator pond went dry!
Zondag 10 juni 1973
Call Me Mr. In-Between
Call Me Mr. In-Between
Composer(s): Harlan Howard
Performer(s): Burl Ives; Harlan Howard
(Mr. In-Between, Mr. In-Between)
(Pickin's mighty lean, Mr. In-Between)
Well, I'm too old for girls and I'm too young for women
I've looked all around and my hopes are a-dimmin'
I feel like a fish not allowed any swimmin'
And it makes a fella mean
To feel he's a part of the Lost Generation
I feel like a choo-choo that can't find the station
I work like a dog with no recreation
They call me Mr. In-Between
(Mr. In-Between, Mr. In-Between)
(Makes a fella mean, Mr. In-Between)
Got a hotrod Chevy with a twin carburetor
And I know a gal that's a real sharp tomater
And she's got a Daddy with a Caddy that'll date 'er
You see what I mean
Those sweet little things just set me a-droolin'
I'm too big for sodas and I'm too old for schoolin'
Too young for lovin' but I'm too old for foolin'
They call me Mr. In-Between
(Mr. In-Between, Mr. In-Between)
(Tries to live so clean, Mr. In-Between)
I feel like a sailboat kept in a bottle
I feel like an engineer that can't find the throttle
I'm too small to walk but I'm too big to toddle
And, Lordy, I'm turnin' green
To see all the men makin' time with the ladies
The high school kids at the show with their babies
While I run around like a dog with the rabies
They call me Mr. In-Between
(Mr. In-Between, Mr. In-Between)
(Better leave the scene, Mr. In-Between)
Zondag 10 juni 1973
Fame (Irene Cara)
Fame
Composer(s): Michael Gore; Dean Pitchford
Performer(s): Irene Cara
Baby, look at me
and tell me what you see
‘cause you ain’t seen the best of me yet
Give me time, I’ll make you forget the rest
‘Cause I’ve got more in me
and you can set it free
Yes, I can catch the moon in my hand
Don’t you know who I am
Remember my name
Fame, ‘cause I’m gonna live forever
I’m gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together, yeah
People will see me and cry
Fame, I’m gonna make it to heaven
and light up the sky like a flame
Fame, I’m gonna live forever
Baby, remember my name
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Baby, hold me tight
‘cause you can make it right
Yes, you can shoot me straight to the top
Give me love and take all I’ve got to give, yeah
Baby, I’ll be tough
‘cause too much is not enough, no
I’ll grab your heart ‘til it breaks
Oh, I’ve got what it takes
Fame, ‘cause I’m gonna live forever
and I’m gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together
People will see me and cry
Fame, I’m gonna make it to heaven
and light up the sky like a flame
Fame, I’m gonna live forever
Baby, remember my name
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Fame, ‘cause I’m gonna live forever
and I’m gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together, yeah
People will see me and cry
Fame, I’m gonna make it to heaven
and light up the sky like a flame
Fame, I’m gonna live forever
Baby, remember my name
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember, remember, remember, remember
I said remember my name
Fame, ‘cause I’m gonna live forever, fame
I’m gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together, yeah, fame
People will see me and cry, fame
Fame, I’m gonna make it to heaven, fame
Light up the sky like a flame
Fame, I’m gonna live forever, fame
Baby, remember my name
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Fame
Zaterdag 9 juni 1973
The All American Boy
The All American Boy
Composer(s): Bill Parsons - Orville Lunsford - Bobby Bare
Performer(s): Bobby Bare; Bill Parsons
Gather 'round, cats, and I'll tell you a story
About how to become an All American Boy
Buy you a gittar and put it in tune
You'll be rockin' and rollin' soon
Impressin' the girls, pickin' hot licks, and all that jazz
AAhhh bought me a gittar a year ago
Learned how to play in a day or so
And all around town it was well understood
That I was knockin' 'em out like Johnny B. Goode
Hot licks, showin' off, ah number one.
Well, I 'd practice all day and up into the night
My papa's hair was turnin' white
'Cause he didn't like rock'n'roll
He said "You can stay, boy, but that's gotta go"
He's a square, he just didn't dig me at all
So I took my gittar, picks and all
And bid farewell to my poor ole pa
And I split for Memphis where they say all
Them swingin' cats are havin' a ball
Sessions, hot licks and all, they dig me
I was rockin' and boppin' and I's a gettin' the breaks
The girls all said that I had what it takes
When up stepped a man with a big cigar
He said "come here, cat--I'm gonnna make you a star"
"I'll put you on Bandstand, buy ya a Cadillac, sign here, kid"
I signed my name and became a star
Havin' a ball with my gittar
Driving a big long Cadillac and fightin' the girls off ma back
They just kept a'comin', screamin', yeah-they like it
So I'd pick my gittar with a great big grin
And the money just kept on pourin' in
But then one day my Uncle Sam
He said (tap...tap...tap) "Here I am"
"Uncle Sam needs you, boy
I'm-a gonna cut your hair
Ah-Take this rifle, kid
Gimme that gittar"
Yeah
Zaterdag 9 juni 1973
Call Me Lightning
Call Me Lightning
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release by: The Who - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
See that girl who's smiling so brightly
Well I reckon she's cool and I reckon rightly
She's good looking and I ain't frightened
I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning
Hey little girl who's dancing so lightly
My XKE is shining so brightly
The noose around us is slowly tightening
I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning
Hey little girl who's dancing so lightly
My XKE is shining so brightly
The noose around us is slowly tightening
I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning
You can't catch me, I'm as fast as can be
Call me lightning, I'm as fast as can be
No you can't catch me, no you can't catch me
Zaterdag 9 juni 1973
Fame (David Bowie)
Fame
Composer(s): David Bowie; John Lennon; Carlos Alomar
Performer(s): David Bowie
Fame, (fame) makes a man take things over
Fame, (fame) lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, (fame) puts you there where things are hollow
Fame (fame)
Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane (sane)
Fame (fame)
Fame, (fame) what you like is in the limo
Fame, (fame) what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, (fame) what you need you have to borrow
Fame (fame)
Fame, "Nien! It's mine!" is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to, crime
Fame (fame)
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Could it, babe?, could it, babe?
Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame (fame)
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain (pain)
(Fame)
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame
What's your name?
Feeling so gay, feeling gay
Vrijdag 8 juni 1973
The Alcoholic Blues
The Alcoholic Blues
Composer(s): Albert Von Tilzer - Edward Laska
Performer(s): Billy Murray
and multiple other artists
I love my country, 'deed I do
But oh, that war has made me blue
I like fightin', that's my name
But fightin' is the least about the fightin' game
When Mister Hoover said to cut my dinner down
I never even hesitate, I never frown
I cut my sugar, I cut my coal
But now they dug deep in my soul
I've got the blues, I've got the blues
I've got the alcoholic blues
No more beer, my heart to cheer
Goodbye whiskey, you used to make me frisky
So long highball, so long gin
Oh, tell me when you comin' back agin
Blues, I've got the blues
Since they amputated my booze
Lordy, Lordy, war is well
You know I don't have to tell
I've got the alcoholic blues
Some blues, I've got the blues
Prohibition that's the name
Prohibition drives me insane
I'm so thirsty, soon I'll die
I'm simply goin' to 'vaporate, I'm just that dry
I wouldn't mind to live forever in a trench
Just if my daily thirst they only let me quench
And not with Bevo or Ginger Ale
I want the real stuff by the pail
I've got the blues, I've got the blues
I've got the alcoholic blues
No more beer, my heart to cheer
Goodbye whiskey, you used to make me frisky
So long highball, so long gin
Oh, tell mw when you comin' back agin
Blues, I've got the blues
Since they amputated my booze
Lordy, Lordy, war is well
You know, I don't have to tell
I've got the alcoholic blues
Some blues, I've got the blues
Vrijdag 8 juni 1973
Call Me Fool
Call Me Fool
Composer(s): Kauderer
Performer(s): Mario Lanza
Call me fool
Thrill me or taunt me
I'll be where you want me
Call me fool
Call me fool
Go with a new love
Come back when you through love
Call me fool
Don't be afraid to parade this slave you have made
Give the world a laugh
Wise men say all or nothing at all
But fools are happy with half
Call me fool
Take what I give you
I'll love and forgive you
Long as you call me into your arms
Call me fool
Don't be afraid to parade this slave you have made
Give the world a laugh
Wise men say all or nothing at all
But fools are happy with half
Call me fool
Take what I give you
I'll love and forgive you
Long as you call me into your arms
Call me fool
Vrijdag 8 juni 1973
Falso
Falso
Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro
Performer(s): Raphael
Muchos vientos me han quitado ya
El polvo de mis alas
Muchas lluvias me han borrado ya
La candidez del alma
Mil amores he vivido ya
Muchos golpes he sufrido ya
Para que me finjas sensaciones y emociones
Que no son verdad
Muchos soles han quemado ya
La piel de mi garganta
Muchas lunas he visto pasar
Mientras que yo soñaba
Mil amores he vivido ya
Muchos golpes he sufrido ya
Para que me finjas sensaciones y emociones
Que no son verdad
Falso
Ese gesto que me pones
Cuando estas entre mis brazos
Y el gemido entrecortado se que es falso
Todo el fuego que tu pones
Cuando yo te estoy amando
Y ese grito desgarrado se que es falso
Muchos vientos me han quitado ya
El polvo de mis alas
Muchas lluvias me han borrado ya
La candidez del alma
Mil amores he vivido ya
Muchos golpes he sufrido ya
Para que me finjas sensaciones y emociones
Que no son verdad
Muchos soles han quemado ya
La piel de mi garganta
Muchas lunas he visto pasar
Mientras que yo soñaba
Mil amores he vivido ya
Muchos golpes he sufrido ya
Para que me finjas sensaciones y emociones
Que no son verdad
Falso
Ese gesto que me pones
Quando estas entre mis brazos
Y el gemido entrecortado se que es falso
Todo el fuego que tu pones
Cuando yo te estoy amando
Y ese grito desgarrado se que es falso
Ese gesto que me pones
Cuando estas entre mis brazos
Y el gemido entrecortado se que es falso
Todo el fuego que tu pones
Cuando yo te estoy amando
Y ese grito desgarrado se que es falso
Donderdag 7 juni 1973
The Air That I Breathe
The Air That I Breathe ((aka Creep (Radiohead) - 1992))
((Italian Version: Ad Ogni Costo (Vasco Rossi) - 2009))
Composer(s): Albert Hammond - Mike Hazlewood
First release by: Albert Hammond - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
If I could make a wish
I think I'd pass
can't think of anything I need...
no cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound
nothing to eat, no books to read
making love with you
has left me peaceful, warm and tired
what more could I ask
there's nothing left, to be desired
peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
so sleep, silent angel
go to sleep...
Sometimes
all I need is the air that I breathe
and to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe
just to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe...
Peace came upon me
and it leaves me weak
so sleep silent angel
go to sleep...
Sometimes
all I need is the air that I breathe
and to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe
yes to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe
just to love you...
Donderdag 7 juni 1973
Call Me (Skyy)
Call Me
Composer(s): Randy Muller
Performer(s): Skyy
Sittin’ here
Couldn’t help hear you talkin’ to your best friend
Said you’re not satisfied
Things ain’t workin’ out with your girlfriend
So you’re searchin’ for someone new
Someone to hold you tight, someone to treat you right
Though you’re girlfriend’s a friend of mine
Here’s my number and a dime, call me anytime
{Call me} If you need someone to talk to
{Call me} Satisfaction guaranteed
{Call me} If you need someone to talk to
{Call me} Call me
She wasn’t good to you (No)
Wasn’t true to you (No)
Don’t like to do the things you like to do
She doesn’t do to you (Uh-uh)
What she did to you (Uh-uh)
Show you lovin’ like she used to
Well, I’ve been watchin’ you, boy
And I got what you want, got what you need
Though you’re girlfriend’s a friend of mine
Here’s my number and a dime, call me anytime
{Call me} If you need someone to talk to
{Call me} Satisfaction guaranteed
{Call me} If you need someone to talk to
{Call me} Call me
Hello
How you doin’
You know she’s gone and I figured I’d give you a call and see if you could see me
(Uh-huh, well)
Hey, I tell you what
Maybe can we can get together and talk about it (Uh-huh)
Just me and you
You know I got this little place that I’d like to go to
It’s kinda dark and quiet
Well, I’ve been watchin’ you, boy
And I got what you want, got what you need
Though you’re girlfriend’s a friend of mine
Here’s my number and a dime, call me anytime
{Call me} If you need someone to talk to
{Call me} Satisfaction guaranteed
{Call me} If you need someone to talk to
{Call me} Call me
{Call me} If you need someone to talk to
{Call me} Satisfaction guaranteed
{Call me} If you need someone to talk to
{Call me} Call me
Call me any ol’ time
You know that I’m the one you need
You know that I’m the one you need
You know that I’m the one you need
You know that I’m the one you need
Call me any ol’ time
Ow
She doesn’t treat you
What she used to do
She doesn’t treat you
Like she used to do, no
Here’s my number and a dime
You can call me anytime
Here’s my number and a dime
Call me any ol’ time, yeah, yeah
She doesn’t do to you
What she used to
She doesn’t do to you
What she, what she, what she used to, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
{Call me}
{Call me}
{Call me}
{Call me}
{Call me}
{Call me}
Donderdag 7 juni 1973
False Matematik
