Maandag 4 maart 1974
Carnevale
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Carnevale
Composer(s): M. Luberti - Riccardo Cocciante
Riccardo Cocciante
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Maandag 4 maart 1974
Five O'Clock World
Five O'Clock World
Composer(s): Allen Reynolds
Performer(s): The Vogues;
and various other artists
Up every mornin' just to keep a job
I gotta fight my way through the hustling mob
Sounds of the city poundin' in my brain
While another day goes down the drain (yeah, yeah)
But it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes
Thinkin' that the world looks fine, yeah
(Scat: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ...)
Tradin' my time for the pay I get
Livin' on money that I ain't made yet
I've been goin' tryin' to make my way
While I live for the end of the day (yeah, yeah)
Cuz it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
There's a long-haired girl who waits, I know
To ease my troubled mind, yeah
(Scat: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ...)
In the shelter of her arms everything's OK
When she talks then the world goes slippin' away
And I know the reason I can still go on
When every other reason is gone, (yeah, yeah)
In my five o'clock world she waits for me
Nothing else matters at all
Cuz every time my baby smiles at me
I know that's it's all worthwhile, yeah
Zondag 3 maart 1974
De Trein Naar Schellebelle
De Trein Naar Schellebelle
Performer(s): Lou Sterda; Harry Silver Orkest - 1971
Platenlabel: Monopole
De achterkant van de single was "Krenten In De Pap"
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Zondag 3 maart 1974
Carne De Cañón
Carne De Cañón
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Me confiesas tus dudas
me dices que no sabes de qué va el Invento
que esta broma pesada
es obra más de la Locura que del Genio
porque, cómo se explica
estar aquí matando poco a poco el tiempo
mientras él va matando
al mismo tiempo y poco a poco nuestros sueños
Y así es
ya lo ves
nada está al derecho todo está al revés
la pasión
la razón
al final son sólo carne de cañón
Carne de cañón...
Me hablas del ser humano
de Mr. Hyde y Dr. Jekyll cuerpo a cuerpo
dando paso a la ciencia
capaz de separar lo malo de lo bueno
casi como los dioses
que en él se miran como si fuera un espejo...
pero a veces los mata
y acaba convirtiendo el ciclo en un infierno
Y así es...
Dices que el semejante
es como otra manera de ser uno mismo
que lo que nos separa
es algo tan endeble como lo distinto
tan sutil diferencia
no es causa para que yo sea tu asesino
Qué maldito pecado
merece la condena de tanto castigo
Y así es...
Zondag 3 maart 1974
Five O'Clock Whistle
Five O'Clock Whistle
Composer(s): Kim Gannon; Gene Irwin; Josef Myrow
Performer(s): Glenn Miller
The five o'clock whistle's on the blink
The whistle won't blow and whadd'ya think?
My pop is still in the factory 'cause he don't know
What time it happens to be
The five o'clock whistle didn't blow
The whistle is broke and whadda'ya know?
If somebody don't find out what's wrong
Oh, my pop'll be workin' all night long
Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle?
Won't somebody fix the whistle?
Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle?
So my poor old pop will know
It's time for him to stop
Ya ought to hear what my mommy said
When papa came home and sneaked into bed
And told her he worked till half past two
'Cause the five o'clock whistle never blew
Zaterdag 2 maart 1974
The Day I Met Marie
The Day I Met Marie
Composer(s): Hank Marvin
Performer(s): Cliff Richard
Imaging a still summer's day
When nothing is moving
Least Of All Me
I lay on my back in the hay
The warm sun was soothing.
It made me feel good
The day I met Marie
The Sound of her whisper hello
Came tiptoing softly into my head
I opened my eyes kinda slow
And there she was smiling
It made me feel good
The day I met Marie
With the laughing eyes
She'd toss her hair and tantalize
She came to touch me then she's gone
Just like a summer breeze
I remember her kiss
So soft on my brow
And the way that she said
Baby go to sleep now
Baby go to sleep now
I woke with the chill in the air
The warm sun no longer hung in the sky
I reached out but she was not there
She'd gone where she came from
But I still feel good
To think i've known Marie
With the laughing eyes
She'd toss her hair and tantalize
She came to touch me then she's gone
Just like a summer breeze
Zaterdag 2 maart 1974
Carnations On The Roof
Carnations On The Roof
Composer(s): Pete Atkin - Clive James
Performer(s): Pete Atkin
He worked setting tools for a multi-purpose punch
In a shop that made holes in steel plates
He could hear himself think through a fifty minute lunch
Of the kids, gas and stoppages, the upkeep and the rates
While he talked about Everton and Chelsea with his mates
With gauge and micrometer, with level and with rule
While chuck and punch were pulsing like a drum
He checked the finished product like a master after school
The slugs looked like money and the cutting-oil like scum
And to talk with a machinist he made signals like the dumb
Though he had no great gifts of personality or mind
He was generally respected, and the proof
Was a line of hired Humbers tagging quietly behind
A fat Austin Princess with carnations on the roof
Forty years of metal tend to get into your skin
The surest coin you take home from your wage
The green cleaning-jelly only goes to rub it in
And that glitter in the wrinkle of your knuckle shows your age
Began when the dignity of work was still the rage
He was used and discarded in a game he didn't own
But when the moment of destruction came
He showed that a working man is more than flesh and bone
The hands on his chest flared more brightly than his name
For a technicolor second as he rolled into the flame
Though he had no great gifts of personality or mind
He was generally respected, and the proof
Was a line of hired Humbers tagging quietly behind
A fat Austin Princess with carnations on the roof
Zaterdag 2 maart 1974
Five More Miles To Folsom
Five More Miles To Folsom
Performer(s): Lee Hazlewood
Five more miles to Folsom
This train can't move too slow
Ninety-nine years at Folsom
Then they'll let me go
Shot a man in Dallas
He made a fool of me
Thought they never catched me
How wrong can one guy be
Five more miles to Folsom
This train can' t move too slow
Ninety-nine years at Folsom
Then they'll let me go
Let my love at the station
Cryin' in the rain
Broke her heart at the station
'Cause I couldn't explain
Five more miles to Folsom
This train can' t move too slow
Ninety-nine years at Folsom
Then they'll let me go
Sit and stare out my window
At someone else's moon
And ask why was I born
Ninety-nine years too soon
Vrijdag 1 maart 1974
Tout L'mond'un Jour S'est Planté
Tout L'mond'un Jour S'est Planté
((Adapted from: Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 (Bob Dylan) - 1966))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray
Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1995
Versions In Other Languages:
1975 - Dagar I Ösregn (Marie Bergman)
1999 - Femei Pentru Zile Ploioase (Alexandru Andries)
Planté comme une sirène aux sargasses
Planté par un joint de culasse
Planté sur une ligne R A T P
Planté sur une route défoncée
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Tout le monde un jour s'est planté
Planté comme un flic sans pétard
Planté comme un pochard au comptoir
Planté comme un motard sans son casque
Planté comme Batman sans son masque
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté
Planté comme Robinson sur son île
Planté comme un cadre à Tchernobyl
Planté sur un atoll pacifique
Planté comme un savant atomique
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté
Planté au standard du téléphone
Planté sous la douche comme on sonne
Planté comme un mône dans la rue
Planté devant une belle fille toute nue
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté
Planté comme un soldat sans capote
Planté dans un bar sans un pote
Comme elle en train de souffler dans le ballon
Avec comme un archer au violon
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Tout le monde un jour s'est planté
Planté par un banquier sans pitié
Raide fauché comme un champ de blé
Planté comme une star sans oscar
Planté comme un rocker sans guitare
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté
Vrijdag 1 maart 1974
Carnation
Carnation
Composer(s): Paul Weller
First release by: The Jam - 1982
If you gave me a fresh carnation
I would only crush it's tender petals
With me you'll have no escape
And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle
I trample down all life in my wake
I eat it up and take the cake
I just avert my eyes to the pain
Of someone's loss helping my gain
If you gave me a dream for my pocket
You'd be plugging in the wrong socket
With me there's no room for the future
With me there's no room with a view at all
I am out of season all year round
Hear machinery roar to my empty sound
Touch my heart and feel winter
Hold my hand and be doomed forever
If you gave me a fresh carnation
I would only crush it's tender petals
With me you'll have no escape
And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle
And if you're wondering by now who I am
Look no further than the mirror
Because I am the greed and fear
And every ounce of hate in you
Vrijdag 1 maart 1974
Five Minutes More
Five Minutes More
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Jule Styne
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra;
and various other artists
All week long I dreamed about our Saturday date
Don't you know that Sunday morning you can sleep late
Give me five minutes more, only five minutes more
Let me stay, let me stay in your arms
Here am I, begging for only five minutes more
Only five minutes more of your charms
All week long I dreamed about our Saturday date
Don't you know that Sunday morning you can sleep late
Give me five minutes more, only five minutes more
Let me stay, let me stay in your arms
Donderdag 28 februari 1974
The Day I Get Home
The Day I Get Home
Performer(s): Squeeze
When this young man comes rolling home
The lamp posts move and in the road
I sing and dance in falling rain
It's good to be back home again
The roads of air that map the globe
Take me away to places new
I'm lucky I can get around
I'm taking off and touching down
When I get home it’s much the same
The tax returns return again
The news is on it isn't good
I see the trees but not the wood
The road stretches out as far as I can see
And I eat the lines ahead of me
It's experience
As the days unfold
But there's nothing quite like
The day I get home
When this young man comes rolling home
The cheese on toast is in the grill
Memories are filed away
I come and go, it's fun that way
The roads of air that map the globe
Go East and West and North and South
I like to look and see the sights
I stay up late and hit the heights
When I return things haven't changed
Neither have I, I like to think
The world's an oyster on a plate
I get around and get up late
Donderdag 28 februari 1974
Carmen's Story
Carmen's Story
Composer(s): Michel Rivgauche - Charles Dumont
Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Attila Bardoczy
Dans le grand studio
De cinéma
Sur le plateau
Tout le monde est là
Les deux vedettes et les acteurs
Metteur en scène et producteur
Décorateurs, et assistants
Et puis la foule des figurants
On va tourner la première scène
Du nouveau film d'après Carmen
Et quelqu'un crie: "Silence! On tourne!"
Carmen's story! Carmen's story!
Comme si le destin, tout simplement
N'attendait plus que ce moment
Il vient frapper en cet instant
Parmi la foule des figurants
Alors soudain, elle l'aperçoit
Il lève la tête, et il la voit
Et dans leurs yeux il y a l'amour
Mais un amour de fin des jours...
Et quelqu'un crie: "Très bon! Coupez!"
Carmen's story! Carmen's story!
Elle ne voit que lui dans le studio
Il ne voit qu'elle sur le plateau
Et dans la foule des figurants
Habit brodé, habit clinquant
En somnambules, au fil des jours
Illuminés par leur amour
Sans le savoir, transfigurés
Ils sont Carmen et Don José
Et quelqu'un crie: "Silence! On tourne!"
Carmen's story! Carmen's story!
Mais dans le studio de cinéma
Voilà qu'un jour il l'aperçoit
En train de rire, rire aux éclats
Avec cet homme qui est là-bas...
Ça lui fait mal, il veut partir...
Mais le destin doit s'accomplir
Et dans la foule des figurants
Elle est tombée, sans même crier...
Quelqu'un a dit: "Très bon! Coupez!"
Carmen's story! Carmen's story!
Donderdag 28 februari 1974
Five Long Years
Five Long Years
Composer(s): Eddie Boyd
Performer(s): The Yardbirds
Well, have you ever been mistreated?
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, have you ever been mistreated?
D'you know what I'm talking about?
I worked five long years for one girl
She had the nerve to put me out
Got a job in a steel mill
Shucking steel like a slave
Five days and every Friday, I work and bring home my pay
If you've ever been mistreated
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, I worked five long years for one girl
She had the nerve to put me out
I finally learned my lesson, should a long time ago
The next little girl that I marry
She work and bring me some gold
If you've ever been mistreated
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, I worked five long years for one girl
She had the nerve to put me out
I finally learned my lesson, should a long time ago
The next little girl that I marry
She work and bring me some gold
If you've ever been mistreated
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, I worked five long years for one girl
She had the nerve
She had the nerve
She had the nerve
She had the nerve to put me out
Woensdag 27 februari 1974
The Day Begins
The Day Begins
Performer(s): The Moody Blues
Cold hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colours from our sight
Red is gray and yellow white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion?
Pinprick holes in a colourless sky
Let insipid figures of light pass by
The mighty light of ten thousand suns
Challenges infinity and is soon gone
Night time, to some a brief interlude
To others the fear of solitude
Brave Helios wake up your steads
Bring the warmth the countryside needs
Woensdag 27 februari 1974
Carmencita
Carmencita
Performer(s): Nino Ferrer
Où et quand viendra
celle que j'attends?
Je l'attends pourtant
depuis si longtemps
Pourquoi tu n'arrives pas
comme dans un film américain?
un soir de brouillard, dans un bar
tu ouvres la porte, et vlan
et voilà les violons
Où et quand et quand et quoi
Ma Carmencita?
Woensdag 27 februari 1974
Five Little Ducks
Five Little Ducks
Five little ducks that I once knew
Fat were three and skinny were two
But, the one little duck with the feather on his back
He ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack!
Quack, quack, quack!
Quack, quack, quack!
He ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack!
Down to the water they would go
Wiggle woggle, wiggle woggle
To and fro
But, the one little duck with the feather on his back
He ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack!
Quack, quack, quack!
Quack, quack, quack!
He ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack!
(sing the following verse slowly)
Down from the water they would come
Wiggle woggle, wiggle woggle
Ho, ho, hum
But, the one little duck with the feather on his back
He ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack!
Quack, quack, quack!
Quack, quack, quack!
He ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack!
Dinsdag 26 februari 1974
The Day Before You Came
The Day Before You Came
((Dutch Version: Met Kerst Ben Ik Alleen (André Hazes) - 1992))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus
First release by: ABBA - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists
Must have left my house at eight, because I always do
My train, I'm certain, left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning paper going into town
And having gotten through the editorial, no doubt I must have frowned
I must have made my desk around a quarter after nine
With letters to be read, and heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so
The usual place, the usual bunch
And still on top of this I'm pretty sure it must have rained
The day before you came
I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two
And at the time I never even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging through the business of the day
Without really knowing anything, I hid a part of me away
At five I must have left, there's no exception to the rule
A matter of routine, I've done it ever since I finished school
The train back home again
Undoubtedly I must have read the evening paper then
Oh yes, I'm sure my life was well within it's usual frame
The day before you came
Must have opened my front door at eight o'clock or so
And stopped along the way to buy some Chinese food to go
I'm sure I had my dinner watching something on TV
There's not, I think, a single episode of Dallas that I didn't see
I must have gone to bed around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep, and so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style
It's funny, but I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came
And turning out the light
I must have yawned and cuddled up for yet another night
And rattling on the roof I must have heard the sound of rain
The day before you came
Dinsdag 26 februari 1974
Carmen Murdered Bizet
Carmen Murdered Bizet
Performer(s): Spike Jones
Hello, music lovers, this is Spike Jones
inviting you to come with us to the opera house
for a City Slicker performance of the opera Carmen
The conductor ascends the podium, stamps his foot for
attention - and from the basement he conducts the overture
As the curtain rises on act one
we see the outside of the Seville bubble gum factory
The happy bubble gum girls are singing
We're the girls, yes we're the girls
that make the best bubble gum
Chew our gum, you'll never stop
All day long you'll pop and pop
You'll blow and blow
Until at last you blow your top
Carmen enters
She is a beautiful girl who weighs 300 pounds
She is supposed to fill out the role of the soprano
She not only fills it out, she overflows it
Carmen sings of her new sweetheart, Escapillow the Toreador
I'm in love, I'm in love with a wonderful man
She's in love with a wonderful man
And his name is Escapillow
He has eyes, they're the cutest that I've ever seen
One is blue and the other is green
And the middle one is yellow
When you go out and dance, does he hold you near?
No, no, no!
Well, does he whisper words of love in your ear?
No, no, no!
Does he enjoy peachypooh?
Ah ah!
What does this toreador do?
All he likes to do is throw the bull
Does this toreador like to spark
When he's holding you close in the dark?
No, no, no! No, no, no! No, no, no! No, no, nooooooooo! (Heeew!)
All I know is all he likes to do is throw the bull
Throw the bull?
Throw the bull!
Carmen hits a note so high that she cracks the record (click)
the record (click) the record (click) the record (click)
the record (click) the record
And they're off for act two
Carmen sings the well known bravachi pizzicato poco allegro moderato
from the third movement of the andante allegretto
Aahhhhhh!
Exhausted she returns to her dressing room
While she is resting, the soldiers march into town
We hear the band in the distance
Don Schmosé is in command
I'm the famous Don Schmosé
Army life is good, I say
But, oh, how I hate to march
'Cause somebody soaked his shorts in starch
Now I'm gonna drill my men
Make them march from eight to ten
I'll make them march till they sweat
If we do, we're sure to get...
Don Schmosé sees Carmen for the first time
She is crying
The tears are running down her ears
You see, her eyes are very far apart
He feels sorry for her, and ask her to marry him, as he sings
As he sings
Ahem, I said: As He Sings
Now, You Bonehead!
Carmen, darling, please marry me
Oh, be my little bumble bee
You're the honey that'll sweeten our lives
Instead of children we'll both have hives
They'll both have hives
I can not marry you, my Don
'Cause I'm in love with another one
He fights the bull in the arena
I could do that if I ate Farina
Oh, no, you couldn't
Oh, yes, I could
Oh, no, you couldn't
Oh, yes, I could
Oh, no, you couldn't
Oh, yes, I could
Oh, no, you couldn't
Oh, yes, I could
The toreador's for me
Oh, no, that cannot be
The toreador's for meeeee
Oh, no, that cannot beeeee
The toreador's for me ........... I love him so
Oh, no, eeeev eeeev (cough)
She's right, Schmosé, the toreador's for her
The curtain goes up for act three
Aaaahhh
Oops, pulled it up too soon
Anyway, Carmen goes to the gypsy camp, to have her fortune told
The gypsy band finishes playing, and all the gypsies take off their earmuffs
Carmen finds an old gypsy, and asks him to tell her fortune
She wants to know, who she's going to marry, Don Schmosé or Escapillow
Oh, Gypsy, will you look and see
What future is in store for me
Give me your hand and keep it calm
and I will try and read your palm
This might sound odd and quite ridiculous
be careful with my palm, I'm ticklish
That does sound odd and quite ridiculous
Oh, yes, it's true, I'm very ticklish
I'm very very very very ticklish
I see by... Hahahahahaa
You soon will... Hahahahahaa
And you'll have... Hahahhahahaa
Or maybe even four or five
Then you will... Hahahahahaa
And he'll be... Hahahahahaa
Then what will... Hahahahahaa
It's really great to be alive
What did I... Heeheeheeheeheee
When will I... Heheheheheee
Or will he... Hahahahahaaa
You know something, you're ticklish, too
Hahaha Haa
Hahahahahaa
Heeheehee Heeheee
Hahahahahaa
Hehehe He he he
Hahahahahaa
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaa
Ha ha ha heeheeheeheeee
Ho ho ho teeheeheeheeee
Ha ha ha teeheeheeheeee
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaa
Ha ha ha heeheeheeheeee
Ho hohohoho teeheeheeheeee
Hahahaha teeheeheeheeee
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaa
Ha ha ha hahaha ha ha ha hahaha ha ha ha hahaha ha ha ha hahaha ha
Act three ends
Carmen exits to cure her hiccups, and the curtain comes down
Unfortunately it misses her
Carmen doesn't know which one to marry, Escapillow or Don Schmosé
so she writes a letter on her typewriter to Escapillow the Toreador
telling him of her plan
Here's what I've decided to do
There'll be a bullfight between you two
The bullfight will start at four
You will be the toreador
Don Schmosé will dress up so
He'll be the bull you'll try to throw
With the winner I'll spend my life
The loser gets some other wife
The finale takes place in a bullfighting arena
In one corner we have Escapillow the Toreador, weighing 240 pounds
In the other corner Don Schmosé, dressed up as the bull, weighing 32 pounds
And there's the bell for the first round
There's Don Schmosé he's dressed up as the bull
Now Escapillow gives his tail a pull
Escapillow's scared of being gored
So he takes out his sword
He prances, swing and sway
At Don Schmosé
Who's getting pretty bored
Don Schmosé goes back to his dressing room
He decides to double-cross Escapillow by sending in a real bull
but Don Schmosé is nearsighted, and instead he sends in a cow
And there's the bell for round two
Escapillow drowns in the milk
He dies a grade A death
Don Schmosé wins Carmen, and as the final curtain comes down
they each put a piece of bubble gum in their mouths
and we see them chewing their way off into the distance
Dinsdag 26 februari 1974
Five Guys Named Moe
