Dinsdag 17 november 2009
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Maandag 16 november 2009
London Pride
London Pride
Composer(s): Noel Coward
Performer(s): Noel Coward
and multiple other artists
London Pride has been handed down to us
London Pride is a flower that's free
London Pride means our own dear town to us
And our pride it for ever will be
Woa, Liza, see the coster barrows
Vegetable marrows and the fruit piled high
Woa, Liza, little London sparrows
Covent Garden Market where the costers cry
Cockney feet mark the beat of history
Every street pins a memory down
Nothing ever can quite replace
The grace of London Town
There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
Growing in the crevices by some London railing
Though it has a Latin name, in town and countryside
We in England call it London Pride
London Pride has been handed down to us
London Pride is a flower that's free
London Pride means our own dear town to us
And our pride it for ever will be
Hey, lady, when the day is dawning
See the policeman yawning on his lonely beat
Gay lady, Mayfair in the morning
Hear your footsteps echo in the empty street
Early rain and the pavement's glistening
All Park Lane in a shimmering gown
Nothing ever could break or harm
The charm of London Town
In our city darkened now, street and square and crescent
We can feel our living past in our shadowed present
Ghosts beside our starlit Thames who lived and loved and died
Keep throughout the ages London Pride
London Pride has been handed down to us
London Pride is a flower that's free
London Pride means our own dear town to us
And our pride it for ever will be
Grey city, stubbornly implanted
Taken so for granted for a thousand years
Stay, city, smokily enchanted
Cradle of our memories and hopes and fears
Every Blitz your resistance toughening
From the Ritz to the Anchor and Crown
Nothing ever could override
The pride of London Town
Maandag 16 november 2009
Crystal Gazing
Crystal Gazing
Composer(s): Mike Oldfield
Performer(s): Maggie Reilly
Watching for a spark, it's a moonlight show
Reaching through the dark. Do you have to go?
Try to put a message through to your sweetheart
Won't you like to know the secrets of the heart?
Crystal gazing, crystal gazing
What you gonna find in crystal gazing?
Crystal gazing, crystal gazing
What you gonna find in crystal gazing?
Voices in the dark and the lights burn low
Teach yourself the art that you never know
Try to put a message through to your sweetheart
Won't you like to know the secrets of the heart?
Crystal gazing, crystal gazing
What you gonna find in crystal gazing?
Crystal gazing, crystal gazing
What you gonna find in crystal gazing?
Pictures from the night, would you be my guide?
What you talk about on the other side
Carry you a message through from your sweetheart
Won't you like to know the secrets of the heart?
Crystal gazing, crystal gazing
What you gonna find in crystal gazing?
Crystal gazing, crystal gazing
What you gonna find in crystal gazing?
Watching for a spark, it's a moonlight show
Reaching through the dark
Do you have to go?
Try to put a message through to your sweetheart
Won't you like to know the secrets of the heart?
Watching for a spark, it's a moonlight show
Reaching through the dark
Do you have to go?
Zondag 15 november 2009
London Homesick Blues
London Homesick Blues
Composer(s): Gary P. Nunn - Louie Bellson Jazz Orch.
Performer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker
and multiple other artists
Well, when you're down on your luck
and you ain't got a buck
in London you're a goner
Even London Bridge has fallen down
and moved to Arizona
now I know why
And I'll substantiate the rumor
that the English sense of humor
is drier than the Texas sand
You can put up your dukes
and you can bet your boots
that I'm leavin' just as fast as I can
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen
Well it's cold over here, and I swear
I wish they'd turn the heat on
And where in the world is that English girl
I promised I would meet on the third floor
And of the whole damn lot, the only friend I got
is a smoke and a cheap guitar
My mind keeps roamin', my heart keeps longin'
to be home in a Texas bar
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen
Well, I decided that, I'd get my cowboy hat
and go down to Marble Arch Station
'Cause when a Texan fancies, he'll take his chances
and chances will be takin, now that's for sure
And them Limey eyes, they were eyein' a prize
that some people call manly footwear
And they said you're from down South
and when you open your mouth
you always seem to put your foot there
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen
Zondag 15 november 2009
Colour My World (Chicago)
Colour My World
Performer(s): Chicago
As time goes on
I realize
Just what you mean
To me
And now
Now that you're near
Promise your love
That I've waited to share
And dreams
Of our moments together
Colour my world with hope
of loving you
Zaterdag 14 november 2009
London Calls
London Calls
Composer(s): Richard Eckersley - Wreford
Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band
London calls, great St. Paul’s
Booming out the fleeting hours
Carried to the people on London Bridge
Muffled by the wintry showers
Half past ten, cold Big Ben
Time to go to bed and hear
The melancholy hooting of tugs at night
Passing some deserted pier
I miss Westminster, I miss Kew
I love to see it in the spring
I miss my Sunday visits to the zoo
I miss everything
London calls, its music halls
The theatres with the latest plays
In spring or in the autumn, in sunshine, rain
London calls, I must obey
The barrow boys, the lights, the noise
In Hoxton on a busy night
The happy little sparrows upon the streets
Of London when the sun shines bright
The Mile End Road, where traffic flowed
For many a hundred year
The cosy little pubs with quaint old names
Open for a glass of beer
Brixton in the sunshine on a summer day
Limehouse ‘neath a leaden pall
Whitechapel at work, Whitechapel at play
I love ‘em all
The busy queues, they air their views
Waiting for the bus to stop
The silent squares deserted at dead of night
Save for an occasional cop
London gives, London gives
Happiness to all her friends
London for so many is still the place
Will the journey end?
Zaterdag 14 november 2009
Colors Of The Sun
Colors Of The Sun
Composer(s): Jackson Browne
Performer(s): Jackson Browne;
Rachel Bissex; Tom Rush
Colors of the sun
Flashing on the water top
Echo on the land
Picking for a coin
Many other tiny worlds
Singing past my hand
Awake to understand you are not dreaming
It is not seaming just to be this way
Dying men draw numbers in the air
Dream to conquer little bits of time
Scuffle with the crowd to get their share
And fall behind their little bits of time
Voices in the air
Sympathetic harmony
Coming from the trees
Hanging at my door
Many shiny surfaces
Clinging in the breeze
Oh, leave me where I am I am not losing
If I am choosing not to plan my life
Disillusioned savior search the sky
Wanting to just to show someone the way
Asking all the people passing by
Doesn't anybody want the way
I say goodbye to Joseph and Maria
They think I see another sky
And from my fallen window I still see them
I'll never free them from the sky
Vrijdag 13 november 2009
London Calling
London Calling
Composer(s): Joe Strummer - Mick Jones
First release by: The Clash - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists
London calling to the faraway towns
Now that war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard all you boys and girls
London calling now don't look at us
All that phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Meltdown expected and the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running but I have no fear
London is drowning and I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, an' go it alone
London calling upon the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't wanna shout
But when we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling see we ain't got no highs
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running and the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error but I have no fear
London is drowning and I live by the river
Now get this
London calling yeah I was there too
An' you know what they said? Well some of it was true
London calling at the top of the dial
After all this won't you give me a smile?
I never felt so much alike
Vrijdag 13 november 2009
Colori
Colori
Composer(s): Angelo Branduardi
Performer(s): Angelo Branduardi
E' il volto tuo che ho disegnato,...
chino per terra io l'ho dipinto
ho usato il nero per i tuoi occhi
e bianca sabbia per la tua pelle
Quando la pioggia l'avrà lavato
e i tuoi colori confuso
quando il vento sarà passato
sarò alla fine guarito
E' il volto tuo che ho disegnato
mi son seduto ed ho aspettato
ho usato il nero per i capelli
e rossa sabbia per la tua bocca
Verrà la pioggia e lo laverà
confonderà i tuoi colori
quando il vento sarà passato
sarò alla fine guarito
Donderdag 12 november 2009
London Bridge Is Falling Down
London Bridge Is Falling Down
(Traditional)
London Bridge is falling down
Falling down, Falling down
London Bridge is falling down
My fair lady
Take a key and lock her up
Lock her up, Lock her up
Take a key and lock her up
My fair lady
How will we build it up
Build it up, Build it up?
How will we build it up
My fair lady?
Build it up with silver and gold
Silver and gold, Silver and gold
Build it up with silver and gold
My fair lady
Gold and silver I have none
I have none, I have none
Gold and silver I have none
My fair lady
Build it up with needles and pins
Needles and pins, Needles and pins
Build it up with needles and pins
My fair lady
Pins and needles bend and break
Bend and break, Bend and break
Pins and needles bend and break
My fair lady
Build it up with wood and clay
Wood and clay, Wood and clay
Build it up with wood and clay
My fair lady
Wood and clay will wash away
Wash away, Wash away
Wood and clay will wash away
My fair lady
Build it up with stone so strong
Stone so strong, Stone so strong
Build it up with stone so strong
My fair lady
Stone so strong will last so long
Last so long, Last so long
Stone so strong will last so long
My fair lady
Donderdag 12 november 2009
Colorful
Colorful
Composer(s): Lee Adams; Charles Strouse
Performer(s): Sammy Davis Jr.
Colorful copy, Mr. Drake?
Why, sir, you don’t know how colorful I done been
When I was very young, brand new upon the scene
Had no experience, that’s right, I was green
Then I grew up a bit, found out a thing or two
Sometimes I’d get unhappy
In short, I was blue
As far as politics goes, I never turned red
I’m smarter than you might think
And every time I’ve been told
Boy, you’re good as gold
Say, I’m just tickled pink
I’ve tried all sorts of shades
Put them to the test
But I look at myself
And black suits me best
Black is chic
Always correct for the house or yard
Black is neat
It goes with everything and doesn’t try too hard
Black is basic, you’ll agree
As the Duchess of Windsor would say, hah
“Black is me!”
Well, I’ve been yellow at times, I’m sorry to say
Yes, I’ve been afraid to fight
Drake? I’ve been scared as can be
But take it from me
Daddy, I ain’t never turned white
So when I’m old and grey
And I’m heading for my last rest
Guess I’ll still have to say
That black, not Kelly green
But black, not tangerine
But black, that’s B-L-A-C-K, dig?
Black suits me, ha-ha, best
And that’s it!
Woensdag 11 november 2009
London Bridge
London Bridge
Composer(s): David Gates
Performer(s): Bread
I know the times the times are hard to bear
It's hard to find someone to really care
But before I went down and out
Here's what I used to think about, think about
London Bridge is always fallin' down
But there it stood within the heart of town
Reminding everyone of life behind and life to come
The changes taking place are everywhere
The centuries past have nothing to compare
Where they stand, where they trip and fall
Watch the writing on the wall, on the wall
London Bridge is fallin' down at last
And so another memory of the past
Has fell beneath the blade, but soon the dead may be repaid
I know things just can't evolve for all eternity
The thoughts will leave, will never die, and now so you can see
London Bridge is finally fallin' down,
It packed it up and shipped it outta town
And though the horror's gone, the memory will linger on
London Bridge is finally fallin' down
It used to stand within the heart of town
Reminding everyone of life behind and life to come
London Bridge is finally fallin' down ...
Woensdag 11 november 2009
Colorado Kool-Aid
Colorado Kool-Aid
Composer(s): Phil Thomas
Performer(s): Johnny Paycheck;
Eugene Chadbourne; Red Sovine
Well, I was sittin' in this beer joint down in Houston, Texas
Was drinkin' Colorado Kool-Aid and talkin' to some Mexicans
An' we was ...... what's that you say?
What's Colorado Kool-Aid?
Well, it's a can of Coors brewed from a mountain stream
It'll set your head on fire an' make your kidneys scream
Oh, it sure is fine
Yeah, we was havin' ourselves one of them real good times
But you know every beer joint that you've ever been in
Some big, mean drunk who just ain't got no friend
Sure enough, he wants to fight
Yeah, he's gonna whip everything in sight
Well, he took him a big swallow of beer
And he spit in my Mexican friends ear
And, sure enough, that made my buddy real mad
That's somethin' like he ain't never had
Well, sir, he pulled out a big, long switch blade knife
Quick as a whistle he began to slice
An, that big mean drunk stood back, his face full of tears
Lookin' down at the floor, an' one of his ears
Ha, he cut that thing off, even with the sideburns
You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't give a durn
But he was a gentleman about it, an' bent over and with a half way grin
Picked it up and handed it back to him
He said: "Now big man, you get the urge to spit a little beer
"Just open up your hand there, and spit it in your own ear
"Won't be no trouble that way", that's what I heard him say
And I said: "Barmaid, set us up a round of that Colorado Kool-Aid
An while you're up their, bring this big fella, here, a box of Band aids"
Now let me tell you, if you're ever ridin' down in south of Texas
Decide to stop an' drink some Colorado Kool-Aid
An' maybe talk to some Mexicans
An' you get the urge to get a little tough
Better make damn sure you got your knife proof ear-muff
Hey, ain't that right big man?
I said ain't that right big man?
Ah, hell he can't hear
Not on this side anyway, he ain't got no ear
Hey barmaid, bring us all a big, tall glass of that Colorado Kool-Aid
How about it?
How you doin', big man?
Still got your ear there in your hand?
Dinsdag 10 november 2009
London Boys (Johnny Thunders)
London Boys
Composer(s): Billy Rath - Johnny Thunders - Marc Bolan - Walter Lure
Performer(s): Johnny Thunders
Are you telling me, you shut my mouth
If I wasn't ***** ***** you wouldn't be around
You talk about faggot, little mummy's boy
You're still at home, you've got your chaperone
You need an escort to take a piss
He holds your hand and he shakes your dick
You're so pretty, suburban kitty
You think you're gonna change, re-arrange that city
Little London boys
You're little London boys
You're little London boys
You think you're gonna change me?
A little rich kid, what do you know
You had everything don't you think it don't show
A-hiding in the closet just a-facing the wall
Too Much Too Soon - do you recall?
Have a holiday in the city
Dildo souvenirs, vaseline pretty
You don't need no junkies just LSD
You won't get shot, shot by me
Little London boys
You're little London boys
You're little London boys
You think you're gonna change me, ha ha!
Little London boys
You're little London boys
You're little London boys
You think you're gonna change me?
Little London boys
Little London boys
Little London boys
Little London boys ...
Dinsdag 10 november 2009
Colorado Country Morning
Colorado Country Morning
Composer(s): Johnny Cunningham; Bob Duncan
Performer(s): Hank Snow
Looking through the window of the greyhound station down in San Antone
Watching people come and people go and feeling so alone
And every face I see reminds me of the one I've left behind me crying
Knowing I should go back home and heaven knows how hard I'm trying
To see that Colorado country morning with the dusty roads and warm sunshine
I've got the Colorado country morning and a Denver woman on my mind
I remember standing at the door and looking back as she lay sleeping
And very gently through the window pane the morning sun was creeping
And without a sound I turned around and softly kissed her goodbye
Now with all behind I often find myself wondering why
I left that Colorado...
I left that Colorado...
Maandag 9 november 2009
L'ombre D'un Amour
L'ombre D'un Amour
Composer(s): Claude Lemesle - Joe Dassin
Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Le jour l'éveille, elle se lève, s'habille et ne dit rien
Sur son visage glisse une larme et ses yeux se sont éteints
Et déjà, c'est en vain que tu cherches l'ombre d'un amour
Sous ses larmes, l'ombre d'un amour, l'ombre d'un chagrin
Elle se maquille mais dans la glace, pas un regard pour toi
Une cigarette... le café passe
Elle dit que c'est fini
Qu'elle s'en va
Et déjà, c'est en vain que tu cherches
L'ombre d'un amour, sous les larmes, l'ombre d'un amour
Elle range ses cheveux et sa main tremble un peu
Puis elle va regarder si elle est jolie; si tout va bien
Si son rimmel n'a pas coulé, si elle n'oublie rien
Midi, la gare, tu ne veux pas croire qu'elle ne reviendra pas
Maandag 9 november 2009
Colorado Calling Me
Colorado Calling Me
Composer(s): Jim McReynolds; Jesse McReynolds
Performer(s): Jim & Jesse
All the way from sunny California
Back to the hills of Tennessee
Seems that no matter where I wander
I hear you Colorado calling me
I hear you Colorado calling me
I was born and raised in Colorado
But one day I told my folks goodbye
Sure do miss that good old mountain water
Flowing from the Rocky Mountains high
In Colorado
All the way from sunny California
Back to the hills of Tennessee
Seems that no matter where I wander
I hear you Colorado calling me
I hear you Colorado calling me
A letter from my Mama out in Denver
Said "My son, when are you coming home?
It'll be three years now in December
That's a mighty long time to be gone"
I've crossed the Golden Gate in San Francisco
Crossed the desert and the Texas plains
Seen the beauty of the Smokey Mountains
But tomorrow I'll be heading West again
To Coloroda
All the way from sunny California
Back to the hills of Tennessee
Seems that no matter where I wander
I hear you Colorado calling me
I hear you Colorado calling me
Calling me, calling me, calling me
Calling me, calling me, calling me
Calling me, calling me, calling me
Calling me, calling me ...
Zondag 8 november 2009
L'ombre
L'ombre
((Adapted from: Strange shadows (by Françoise Hardy) - 1969))
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë - Micky Jones - Tommy Brown
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
Je lisais un beau livre d'images
quand une ombre est sorti d'une page
elle m'a dit
"réveille-toi, viens avec moi"
et le livre a tremblé dans mes mains
la lumière s'est éteinte et soudain
l'ombre a dit
"lêve-toi, viens avec moi"
je sais bien qu'on ne me crois pas
qu'on me traite d'enfant
je sais qu'il était une fois
une belle au bois dormant
quand le vent arracha cette page
j'ai vu l'ombre emportée par l'orage
qui disait
"s'il te plait, je reviendrai"
et c'est vrai que souvent elle vient
me rejoindre aux frontières du matin
elle me dit
"lêve-toi, viens avec moi"
"réveille-toi, lêve-toi"
elle me dit
"viens avec moi"
"réveille-toi, lêve-toi"
elle me dit
"viens avec moi"
"réveille-toi, lêve-toi"
elle me dit
"viens avec moi"
Zondag 8 november 2009
Colorado
Colorado
Composer(s): David Allen; Paul Colwell
If I had a wagon, I would go to Colorado
Go to Colorado, if I had a wagon I would
If I had a wagon I would go to
The state where a man can walk a mile high
If I had a Chevy, I would drive to Colorado
Drive to Colorado, if I had a Chevy I would
If I had a Chevy I would drive to
The state where a man can walk a mile high
If I had an airplane, I would fly to Colorado
Fly to Colorado, if I had an airplane I would
If I had an airplane I would fly to
The state where a man can walk a mile high
If I had a spaceship, I would land in Colorado
Land in Colorado, if I had a spaceship I would
If I had a spaceship I would land in
The state where a man can walk a mile high
Zaterdag 7 november 2009
Strange Shadows
