Woensdag 2 maart 1994
Yama, Yama, Pretty Mama
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Dinsdag 1 maart 1994
Storm In A Teacup (Badfinger)
Storm In A Teacup
Composer(s): Tom Evans
Performer(s): Badfinger
Well, you just slammed the door in my face
Well, that ain't any disgrace
It's a natural thing to do
Because true love never runs smooth
Well
It's just a storm in a teacup, baby
We'll never break up, baby
Storm in a teacup, baby
You will leave for a day (day)
Then come back here anyway (way)
You'll come knocking on my door
And then tell me, "je t'adore!" ["I adore you"]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's just a storm in a teacup, baby
We'll never break up, baby
Storm in a teacup, baby
It's just a storm in a teacup, baby
We'll never break up, baby
Storm in a teacup, baby
You will leave for a day (day)
Then come back here anyway (way)
You'll come knocking on my door
And then tell me, "je t'adore!" ["I adore you"]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's just a storm in a teacup, baby
We'll never break up, baby
Storm in a teacup, baby
We'll never break up, baby
Storm in a teacup
Storm in a teacup
Storm in a teacup, yeah
Dinsdag 1 maart 1994
Y'All Come Back Saloon
Y'All Come Back Saloon
Composer(s): Sharon Vaughn
Performer(s): The Oakridge Boys
She played tambourine with a silver jingle
and she must have known the word to at least a million tunes
but the one most requested by the man she knew as cowboy
was the late night benediction at the y'all come back saloon
In a voice soft and trembling
she'd sing her song to cowboy as a smokey halo circled round her raven hair
And all the fallen angels and pinball playing rounders
stopped the games that they'd been playing for the losers evening prayer
Faded love and faded memories how they linger in her mind
miles and years played the cowboy like and old melody out of tune and out of time
Every night in the shadows thinking back on Amarillo
he'd dream of better days and ask for faded love
lifting high his glass in honor of the lady and her song
he paid his check then lonely walked the broken cowboy home
Faded love and faded memories how they linger in her mind
miles and years played the cowboy like and old melody out of tune and out of time
Faded love and faded memories how they linger in her mind
miles and years played the cowboy like and old melody out of tune and out of time
Maandag 28 februari 1994
We Don't Wanna Put In
We Don't Wanna Put In
Composer(s): Stephane Mgebrishvili
First performance by: Stephane & 3G - 2009
Some people tell you the stories
To drag you down to the knees
But let me tell you: don't worry
No worries, no worries
Another glass of my moonshine
Will kick the hell out of me
But let me focus on good stuff
Some good stuff, just good stuff
We don't wanna put in the negative move
It's killin' the groove
I'm a-tryin' to shoot in some disco tonight
Boogie with you
So many people are whining
They're freakin' all day long
The bitchin' will last forever
And ever, and ever
You better change your perspective
Your life won't be outta luck
A groovy sun will be rising
Be rising, it's rising
We don't wanna put in the negative move
It's killin' the groove
I'm a-tryin' to shoot in some disco tonight
Boogie with you
Boogie with you, boogie with you
Boogie with you, boogie with you
Boogie with you
I like all Europe countries and I love Europa
Say: give me sexy ah (Give me sexy ah)
Say: give me sexy ah (Give me sexy ah)
Put in
Don't wanna put in
We don't wanna put in
We don't wanna put in
We don't wanna put in the negative move
It's killin' the groove
I'm a-tryin' to shoot in some disco tonight
Boogie with you
We don't wanna put in the negative move
It's killin' the groove
I'm a-tryin' to shoot in some disco tonight
Boogie with you
We don't wanna put in
Maandag 28 februari 1994
Y'All Come
Y'All Come
Composer(s): Arlie Duff
Performer(s): Bill Monroe;
and various other artists
When you live in the country everybody is your neighbor
On this one thing you can rely
They'll all come to see you and they'll never ever leave you
Y'all come to see us bye and bye
Y'all come (y'all come), y'all come (y'all come)
Oh, you all come to see us when you can
Y'all come (y'all come), y'all come (y'all come)
Oh, you all come to see us now and then
Now Grandma's a-wishing you'd come out the kitchen
And help do the dishes right away
Then they all start a-leaving, and though she's a-grieving
You can still hear grandma say
Y'all come (y'all come), y'all come (y'all come)
Oh, you all come to see us when you can
Y'all come (y'all come), y'all come (y'all come)
Oh, you all come to see us now and then
Y'all come (y'all come), y'all come (y'all come)
Oh, you all come to see us when you can
Y'all come (y'all come), y'all come (y'all come)
Oh, you all come to see us now and then
Zondag 27 februari 1994
Storm
Storm
Composer(s): Shawn Phillips
Performer(s): Shawn Phillips
Every time I pass your place
I get an image of your face
And then I wonder what you're thinkin' of
As I look through the mist to your window above
And the clouds roll by
But the silver has tarnished for me in the sky
Minutes pass by and the mist starts drifting
And the rain starts falling
And the air gets cold
And I try to move away
But my feet won't let me
They stay right there
But I don't feel cold
I feel old
The wind is blowing and rain is pouring
And the sky is a mass of roiling figures
And their eyes flash fire
And it streaks across the heavens
And it sounds like a man being
Torn to shreds by desire
Zondag 27 februari 1994
Yakety Yak
Yakety Yak
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller
Performer(s): The Coasters;
and various other artists
Take out the papers and the trash
Or you don't get no spending cash
If you don't scrub that kitchen floor
You ain't gonna rock and roll no more
Yakety yak (don't talk back)
Just finish cleaning up your room
Let's see that dust fly with that broom
Get all that garbage out of sight
Or you don't go out Friday night
Yakety yak (don't talk back)
You just put on your coat and hat
And walk yourself to the Laundromat
And when you finish doing that
Bring in the dog and put out the cat
Yakety yak (don't talk back)
Don't you give me no dirty looks
Your father's hip; he knows what cooks
Just tell your hoodlum friend outside
You ain't got time to take a ride
Yakety yak (don't talk back)
Yakety yak, Yakety yak
Yakety yak, Yakety yak
Yakety yak, Yakety yak
(Fade)
Yakety yak, Yakety yak
Zaterdag 26 februari 1994
Love Symphony
Love Symphony
Composer(s): Andrej Babic - Aleksandar Valencic
First performance by: Quartissimo & Martina - 2009
Imagine you and me
We're flying above the sea
Feeling free in this love symphony
Imagine you and me
We're flying above the sea
Feeling free in this love symphony
Out of time, out of place
Somewhere inside my universe
Where you live your dreams
Imagine you and me
We're flying above the sea
Feeling free eternally
Like in this love symphony
Zaterdag 26 februari 1994
Yah Mo B There
Yah Mo B There
Composer(s): James Ingram; Quincy Jones;
Michael McDonald; Rod Temperton
Performer(s): James Ingram; The Eurobeats;
Jon Gibson; Quincy Jones; Michael McDonald
Heavenly Father watchin' us fall
We take from each other and give nothing at all
Well, it's a doggone shame
But never too late for change
So, if your luck runs low
Just reach out and call His name, His name...
(Chorus)
Yah Mo B there, Yah Mo B there
Yah Mo B there, Yah Mo B there
Whenever you call...
Never be lonely, lost in the night
Just run from the darkness, lookin' for the light
'Cause it's a long, hard road
That leads to a brighter day, hey...
Don't let your heart grow cold
Just reach out and call His name, His name...
(Chorus) x 2
Yah will B there
You can count on it brother
'Cause we're all just finding our way
Travelin' through time
People got to keep pushin' on
No matter how many dreams slip away
Yah will b there
Well, it's a doggone shame
But never too late for change
So, when your luck runs low
Just reach out and call His name
Just call His name
(Chorus)
Vrijdag 25 februari 1994
Stories Of The Street
Stories Of The Street
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen
First release by: Leonard Cohen - 1967
Covered by: That Petrol Emotion - 1991
The stories of the street are mine, the Spanish voices laugh
The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas
and I lean from my window sill in this old hotel I chose
yes one hand on my suicide, one hand on the rose
I know you've heard it's over now and war must surely come
the cities they are broke in half and the middle men are gone
But let me ask you one more time, O children of the dusk
All these hunters who are shrieking now oh do they speak for us?
And where do all these highways go, now that we are free?
Why are the armies marching still that were coming home to me?
O lady with your legs so fine O stranger at your wheel
You are locked into your suffering and your pleasures are the seal
The age of lust is giving birth, and both the parents ask
the nurse to tell them fairy tales on both sides of the glass
And now the infant with his cord is hauled in like a kite
and one eye filled with blueprints, one eye filled with night
O come with me my little one, we will find that farm
and grow us grass and apples there and keep all the animals warm
And if by chance I wake at night and I ask you who I am
O take me to the slaughterhouse, I will wait there with the lamb
With one hand on the hexagram and one hand on the girl
I balance on a wishing well that all men call the world
We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky
and lost among the subway crowds I try to catch your eye
Vrijdag 25 februari 1994
Yaaka Hula Hickey Dula
Yaaka Hula Hickey Dula
Composer(s): Ray Goetz;
Joe Young; Pete Wendling
Performer(s): Cliff "Ukelele Ike" Edwards,
and various other artists
Down Hawaii way, where I chanced to stray
On an evening I heard a Hula maiden play
Yaaka hula hickey dula, Yaaka hula hickey du
Down Hawaii way, by the moonlit bay
When I lingered awhile, she stole my heart away
Yaaka hula hickey dula, Yaaka hula hickey du
Oh, I don't care if you've loved the ladies far and near
You'd forget about them all if you could hear
Yaaka hula hickey du la, Yaaka hula hickey du
Down Hawaii way, you would love to stay
On an evening I heard a Hula maiden play
Yaaka hula hickey dula, Yaaka hula hickey du
Down Hawaii way, while the breakers play
With a movement just like the waves, those Hulas say
"Yaaka hula hickey dula, Yaaka hula hickey du"
Oh, I don't care if you're never, never loved before
You'll be captivated on that coral shore
Yaaka hula hickey du la, Yaaka hula hickey du
I'm coming back to you, my Hula Lous
Beside the sea at Waikiki, you'll play for me
And once again you'll sway my heart your way
With your yaaka hula jickey du la tune
Donderdag 24 februari 1994
I Don't Wanna Leave
I Don't Wanna Leave
Composer(s): Rike Boomgaarden - Bernd Klimpel - Alex Geringas - Dee Adam
First performance by: Lidia Kopania - 2009
I can't say the words I feel inside so deep
'Cause when the clouds come out, I feel so incomplete
I know the sun shines down on me
I see it now, the rain won't get to me
I just wanna live my life the way it's meant to be
I don't wanna leave, but it's my destiny
I will wrap my arms around the world
You'll see that I am not a child
'Cause I'm standing taller this time
Take it step by step, do my best, that's right
But I will never say goodbye
For so long now I've been dreaming in the dark
I was too scared to feel the things held in my heart
Don't you know this is meant to be, I'll let it out
'Cause it's getting hard to breathe
I just wanna live my life the way it's meant to be
I don't wanna leave, but it's my destiny
I will wrap my arms around the world
You'll see that I am not a child
'Cause I'm standing taller this time
Take it step by step, do my best, that's right
Oh... I don't wanna leave, I don't wanna leave
But it's my destiny, oh...
I'll never say goodbye...
(Never say, never say, never say goodbye)
Never, oh...
(Never say, never say)
I don't wanna leave, but I'm standing taller this time
Take it step by step, do my best, that's right
But I will never say goodbye
Donderdag 24 februari 1994
Ya, Ya
Ya, Ya
Composer(s): Lee Dorsey;
Clarence Lewis; Morgan Robinson
Performer(s): John Lennon;
and various other artists
well, I'm sitting in the la, la
waiting for my ya, ya, ah ha
I'm sitting in the la, la
waiting for the ya ya, ah ha
it may sound funny
but I don't believe she's coming, no, no
hey, baby, hurry
don't make me worry, no
hey, baby, hurry
don't make me worry, ah, ah, ah
you know that I love you
yes, I love you, ah, ah
uh!
well, I'm sitting in the la, la
waiting for my ya, ya, ah ha
I'm sitting in the la, la
waiting for the ya, ya, ah, ah, ah
it may sound funny
but I don't believe she's coming, no, no
uh, now, one time!
oh!
hey, baby, hurry
don't make me worry, no, no
hey, baby, hurry
don't make me worry, no, no
you know that I love you
always thinking of you, yeah, yeah
hey, hey, rock!
rock!
Woensdag 23 februari 1994
Storie Di Tutti I Giorni
Storie Di Tutti I Giorni
Composer(s): Maurizio Fabrizio - Riccardo Fogli - Guido Morra
First release by: Riccardo Fogli - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1982 - Historia De Todos Los Días ((Riccardo Fogli)
1994 - Dromen Zijn Bedrog (Marco Borsato)
1995 - La Vie Est Belle, Le Monde Est Beau (Hervé Vilard)
2001 - Vivo En El Mar (Ricardo Montaner)
Storie di tutti i giorni
vecchi discorsi sempre da fare
storie ferme sulle panchine
in attesa di un lieto fine
storie di noi brava gente
che fa fatica s'innamora con niente
vita di sempre ma in mente grandi idee
Un giorno in più che se ne va
un orologio fermo da un'eternità
per tutti quelli così come noi
da sempre in corsa sempre a metà
un giorno in più che passa ormai
con questo amore che non è grande come vorrei
Storie come amici perduti
che cambiano strada se li saluti
storie che non fanno rumore
come una stanza chiusa a chiave
storie che non hanno futuro
come un piccolo punto su un grande muro
dove scriverci un rigo a una donna che non c'è più
Un giorno in più che se ne va
e un uomo stanco che nessuno ascolterà
per tutti quelli così come noi
senza trionfi né grossi guai
un giorno in più che passa ormai
con questo amore che non è bello come vorrei
Storie come anelli di fumo
in un posto lontano senza nessuno
solo una notte che non finisce mai
Un giorno in più che se ne va
dimenticato tra i rumori di città
per tutti quelli così come noi
niente è cambiato niente cambierà
un giorno in più che passa ormai
con questo amore che non è forte come vorrei
Woensdag 23 februari 1994
Ya Wanna Buy A Bunny?
Ya Wanna Buy A Bunny?
Composer(s): Carl Hoefle; Del Porter
Performer(s): Spike Jones; Joanie Bartels
Recitative:
My 'rithmatic is gettin' bad
I don't know what to do
I bought a little bunny
Then I bought another bunny
Don't one and one make two?
Chorus:
Now when I'm lookin' at the funnies
I get as mad as mad as I can be
'Cause now there are so many bunnies
Oh me, Oh my, Ya Wanna Buy A Bunny?
And when I'm eating bread and honey
Those silly little bunnies pester me
'Cause all the bunnies beg for honey
Oh gee, Oh gosh, Ya Wanna Buy A Bunny?
When we're playing hide and seek
At my heels they sneak, sneak, sneak
When I hide they peek, peek, peek
I get so mad I could shriek: Eeek!
If you want a fuzzy bunny
That's got a wigg'ly nose and cotton tail
I wish that you would buy a bunny
'Cause I got lots of bunnies for sale.
Recitative:
An' when I get up early in the morning to go out to the chicken house
to feed my little tiny baby chickens, all those crazy little bunnies
just follow around after me, just hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hoppin' like the dickens
Here, chicky, chicky, chicky, chicky!
Get away from me, bunny
Ya bother me
Get outa here, ya crazy little bunnies!
And when I sneak my little tiny puppy dog, Rover, upstairs with me to bed
the bed is full of them silly little bunnies, from the foot up to the head
Get out of my bed, you bad little bunnies! Go on, now, bunnies! Get outa here!
Go on, now!
Chorus:
Bunnies, bunnies, bunnies, bunnies, everywhere
There's bunnies on the table and there's bunnies on the chair
Bunnies on the sofa and there's bunnies on the floor
And there's some new ones coming through the door: more?!
Please come on and buy a bunny
I'd even like to sell you two or three
But if you don't have any money
I'll give you a bunny
'Cause there's just...
Spoken:
....too darn many bunnies for me!
There's bunnies all over the place
Bunnies under my feet, bunnies on my bed
Every place that I go
those silly little bunnies.... (fade out)
Dinsdag 22 februari 1994
La Vie Est Belle, Le Monde Est Beau
La Vie Est Belle, Le Monde Est Beau
((Adapted from: Storie Di Tutti I Giorni (Riccardo Fogli) - 1982))
Composer(s): Maurizio Fabrizio - Riccardo Fogli - Guido Morra - Didier Barbelivien - Hervé Vilard
Performer(s): Hervé Vilard - 1995
Versions In Other Languages:
1982 - Historia De Todos Los Días (Riccardo Fogli)
1994 - Dromen Zijn Bedrog (Marco Borsato)
2001 - Vivo En El Mar (Ricardo Montaner)
Tiens, quel beau matin!
On dirait bien que le beau temps revient
Tiens, un magicien qui me revient de loin
Elle, elle n'a pas sa pareille
Elle me donne des ailes
Des heures à respirer
C'est un cadeau du ciel
Qui vient de m'arriver
La vie est belle, le monde est beau
Soudain tout est magique
J'me sens bien dans ma peau
J'veux m'envoler
Et nous offrir des lendemains
Tenir son corps, serrer les poings
Je vais briser tous les barreaux
Pour atteindre les sommets du Kilimandjaro
Rien n'est comme hier
Je me sens bien dans mon cœur de lumière
Va, l'amour dans l'air
Et Dieu est sur la Terre
Elle, elle peut faire des merveilles
Dès que le jour se lève
Elle me sort du sommeil
Et je prends tous mes rêves
Pour des réalités
La vie est belle, le monde est beau
Soudain tout est magique
J'me sens bien dans ma peau
Pour voir le ciel comme voulait Saint-Exupéry
Viens sous mon aile
Viens par ici
Toujours plus loin
Encore plus haut
Pour atteindre les sommets du Kilimandjaro
Et je respire enfin
Le ciel s'est éclairci
Des matins d'Aladin
Jusqu'au fond de la nuit
Merci la vie, merci la vie!
La vie est belle, le monde est beau
Soudain tout est magique
J'me sens bien dans ma peau
J'veux m'envoler
Et nous offrir des lendemains
Tenir son corps, serrer les poings
Laissez-moi vivre une Histoire d'O
Pour atteindre les sommets du Kilimandjaro
Je vais briser tous les barreaux
Pour atteindre les sommets du Kilimandjaro
La vie est belle, le monde est beau
Soudain tout est magique
J'me sens bien dans ma peau
J'veux m'envoler
Et nous offrir des lendemains
Tenir son corps, serrer les poings
Laissez-moi vivre une Histoire d'O
Pour atteindre les sommets du Kilimandjaro
Dinsdag 22 februari 1994
Y'a Une Étoile
Y'a Une Étoile
Performer(s): Léo Ferré
Salut! ma vieille copine la terre
T'es fatiguée?
Ben... nous aussi
C'est pas des raisons pour fair' des manières
Tant qu'y'a l'soleil qui fait crédit
Salut! ma vieille copine la terre
Y'a une étoile au-d'ssus d'Paris
Qui m'a fait d'l'oeil la nuit dernière
Ma vieille copine la terre
Et pendant c'temps tu dormais
Enroulée dans les bras de ma mélancolie
Pendant que je déambulais
Comme un oiseau blessé dans la nuit si jolie
Salut! ma vieille copine la terre
Dans tes jardins y'a des soucis
Qui font d'beaux printemps à la misère
Et d'jolies fleurs pour les fusils
Salut! ma vieille copine la terre
Y'a une étoile au-d'ssus d'Paris
Qui m'a fait d'l'oeil la nuit dernière
Ma vieille copine la terre
Et toi pendant c'temps tu peinais
A charrier sur ton dos
Des continents d'misère
Pendant que l'soleil se dorait
Dans sa maison tout' bleue
Pour s'refaire un' lumière
Salut! ma vieille copine la terre
Y'a des diamants qui font leur nid
En s'fichant pas mal de tes frontières
Qu'il fasse jour, qu'il fasse nuit
Salut! ma vieille copine la terre
Y'a une étoile au-d'ssus d'Paris
Qui n'a fait d'l'oeil la nuit dernière
Ma vieille copine la terre
Si tu voulais bien en faucher deux ou trois
Ça pourrait faire un' drôle de lumière
Et mettre au front d'la société
Des diamants qu'on pourrait tailler à not' manière
Bonjour! ma vieille copine la terre
Je te salue avec mes mains
Avec ma voix
Avec tout ce que je n'ai pas
Maandag 21 februari 1994
Dromen Zijn Bedrog
Dromen Zijn Bedrog
((Adapted from: Storie Di Tutti I Giorni (Riccardo Fogli) - 1982))
Composer(s): Maurizio Fabrizio - Riccardo Fogli - Guido Morra - Han Kooreneef - Leo Driessen
Performer(s): Marco Borsato - 1994
Versions In Other Languages:
1982 - Historia De Todos Los Días (Riccardo Fogli)
1995 - La Vie Est Belle, Le Monde Est Beau (Hervé Vilard)
2001 - Vivo En El Mar (Ricardo Montaner)
Steeds als ik je zie lopen
dan gaat de hemel een klein beetje open
Sterren, je laat ze verbleken
met je ogen die altijd stralen
Jij kan de zon laten schijnen
want je loopt langs en de wolken verdwijnen
en als je lacht, lacht heel de wereld mee
De meeste dromen zijn bedrog
maar als ik wakker wordt naast jou dan droom ik nog
Ik voel je adem en zie je gezicht
je bent een droom die naast me ligt
Je kijkt me aan en rekt je uit
een keer in de zoveel tijd komen dromen uit!
Jij moet me een ding beloven
laat me nog lang in mijn dromen geloven
Zelfs als je even niet hier bent
blijf in mijn slaap dan bij me
En als de zon weer gaat schijnen
laat dan dat beeld wat ik heb niet verdwijnen
Als je zou gaan neem je mijn dromen mee
De meeste dromen zijn bedrog
maar als ik wakker wordt naast jou dan droom ik nog
Ik voel je adem en zie je gezicht
je bent een droom die naast me ligt
Je kijkt me aan en rekt je uit
een keer in de zoveel tijd komen dromen uit!
Ooh jij kan de zon laten schijnen
want je loopt langs en de wolken verdwijnen
En als je lacht, lacht heel de wereld mee
De meeste dromen zijn bedrog
maar als ik wakker wordt naast jou dan droom ik nog
Ik voel je adem en zie je gezicht
je bent een droom die naast me ligt
Je kijkt me aan en rekt je uit
zo een keer in de zoveel tijd komen dromen uit!
Je kijkt me aan en rekt je uit
een keer in de zoveel tijd komen dromen uit!
De meeste dromen zijn bedrog
maar als ik wakker wordt naast jou dan droom ik nog
Ik voel je adem en zie je gezicht
je bent een droom die naast me ligt
Je kijkt me aan en rekt je uit
een keer in de zoveel tijd komen dromen uit!
Maandag 21 februari 1994
Ya Tair (O Bird)
Ya Tair (O Bird)
Composer(s): The Rahbani Brothers
Performer(s): Fairouz
O bird flying
on the tip of the world
If you would only tell
the beloved about me
O bird
Go ask the one who is alone
and wounded, all remedies of no avail
pained and not telling
what pains him
and in his memory recur
nights of childhood.
O bird who carries
the color of trees
in which there's nothing but boredom
and waiting
with the sun's eye I wait
on coldness of stone
the hands of reparation shake me
and I am troubled
I beseech you by your teachers
which are equal to my days
I beseech by the thorn-rose and the wind
if you are going toward those
whom I love
and were love to erupt again
take me even for one minute
and return me
Zondag 20 februari 1994
Vivo En El Mar
