Zaterdag 5 juli 1980
I Wish You Could Have Turned My Head (And Left My Heart Alone)
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I Wish You Could Have Turned My Head (And Left My Heart Alone)
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Zaterdag 5 juli 1980
Knockin' On Heaven's Door
Knockin' On Heaven's Door
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Bob Dylan;
and various other artists
Mama, take this badge up from me
I can't use it any more
It's getting dark, too dark to see
Feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Mama, wipe the blood from my face
I'm sick and tired of the war
Got that old black feeling and it's out to trace
Feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door ...
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them any more
Heaven's old black train is a-pullin' on down
Feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door ...
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ...
Mama, take this badge up from me
Vrijdag 4 juli 1980
Tutti All'infreno
Tutti All'infreno
Composer(s): Antonello Venditti
Performer(s): Antonello Venditti
"Pentiti, suddito pentiti, hai fatto tanto hai fatto pure troppo
adesso restituisci sto malloppo
Cazzo"
L'avevo detto che questo mondo non era perfetto
ma qui tra il dare e l'avere i conti non tornano ancora
La nostra storia non è soltanto una grande piovra
ci vogliono un cuore, due mai e tre palle per vivere ancora
E giacca e cravatta nell'azzurro te ne vai
oh, è il nuovo che avanza, non lo senti il suo chiamare
sei già nella lista del clan di Belzebù
tutti all'inferno del fuoco eterno
e poi giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù
Buon giorno amore, oh, fuori c'è il sole
è bello restarsene ancora abbracciati sotto le lenzuola
Fuori c'è Roma, e una domenica di primavera
andremo a passeggio per le strade del centro fino a piazza Navona
Ma giacca e cravatta da domani te ne andrai
oh, è il nuovo che avanza, non lo senti il suo viavai
sei già nella lista del clan di Belzebù
tutti alla festa, la grande festa
ancora più giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù
L'avevo detto che questo mondo non era perfetto
ma qui tra il dare e l'avere i conti non tornano ancora
non tornano ancora, non tornano ancora
non tornano ancora, non tornano ancora...
Vrijdag 4 juli 1980
I Wish You Could Be Here
I Wish You Could Be Here
Composer(s): Paul Simon; Bruce Woodley
Performer(s): The Seekers; The Cyrkle; The Sons of Champlin
Looking from my window
On the freshly fallen snow
That sparkles as it tumbles
Upon the streets below
And the crackle of the fire
Is laughing in my ear
And the room is warm and sleepy
Oh, I wish you could be here
Sundays in this town
There's not a lot for me to do
I've been listening to some records
But my thoughts return to you
Oh, I try to read the paper
But the words aren't very clear
And I know there's something missing
I wish you could be here
I keep listening for your footsteps
Or the key turned in the door
I sure could use your company
But I've said all that before
And the winter's going to last
A long time this year
I've got lots of empty time to fill
And I wish you could be here
Vrijdag 4 juli 1980
Knocking At Your Back Door
Knocking At Your Back Door
Composer(s): Ian Gillan; Ritchie Blackmore; Roger Glover
Performer(s): Deep Purple
Sweet Lucy was a dancer
But none of us would chance her
Because she was a samurai
She made electric shadows
Beyond our fingertips
And none of us could reach that high
She came on like a teaser
I had to touch and please her
Enjoy a little paradise
The log was in my pocket
When Lucy met the rockett
She never knew the reason why
I can't deny it
With that smile on her face
Oh it's not the kill
It's the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming
It's knocking at the door
You know it's no good running
It's not against the law
The point of no return
An' now you know the score
An' now you're learning
Aha, what's knockin' at your back door
Sweet Nancy was so fancy
To get into her pantry
We had to be the aristocracy
The members that she toyed with
At her city club
Were something in diplomacy
So we put her on the hit list
Of a common cunning linguist
A master of many tongues
And now she eases gently
From her Austin to her Bentley
Suddenly she feels so young
I can't deny it
With that smile on her face
Oh it's not the kill
It's the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming
It's knocking at the door
You know it's no good running
No it's not against the law
The point of no return
Now you know the score
An' now you're learning
Aha, what's knockin' at your back door
Sweet Lucy was a dancer
But none of us would chance her
Because she was a samurai
She made electric shadows
Beyond our fingertips
And one of us could reach that high
I can't deny it
With that smile on my face
Oh it's not the kill
It's the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming, knocking at the door
You know it's no good running
Now it's knockin' at your door
Aha, knockin' at your back door
Donderdag 3 juli 1980
Tush
Tush
Composer(s): Billy Gibbons - Dusty Hill - Frank Beard
First release: ZZ Top - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
I been up, I been down
Take my word, my way around
I ain't askin' for much
I said, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for some tush
I been bad, I been good
Dallas, Texas, Hollywood
I ain't askin' for much
I said, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for some tush
Take me back way back home
not by myself, not alone
I ain't askin' for much
I said, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for some tush
Donderdag 3 juli 1980
I Wish Tonight Could Last Forever
I Wish Tonight Could Last Forever
Composer(s): Russ Ballard
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
It feels so good to be by your side
Oh darling let me be your guide
From tonight let's stay together
There's a blue moon in the sky
Tonight, It's there for you and I
Darling, let my love surround you
Oh but I'm so glad I found you
I wish tonight could last forever
Oh darling can we stay together
From now on let's vow we'll never part
'Cos darling that will break my heart
And when the light brings tomorrow
Oh darling, will it bring me sorrow
Will you let me hold you in this way
Oh I wish tonight could last forever
Tonight I feel it in the air
Just look around it's everywhere
Who knows where the night will lead us
Oh it feels so good to hold you tight
Hold you close without a soul in sight
We came together without warning
And stayed together 'til the morning
I wish tonight could last forever
Oh darling can we stay together
From now on let's vow we'll never part
'Cos darling that will break my heart
And when the light brings tomorrow
Oh darling, will it bring me sorrow
Will you let me hold you in this way
Oh I wish tonight could last forever
Donderdag 3 juli 1980
Knocking Nails Into My House
Knocking Nails Into My House
Composer(s): Jeff Lynne
Performer(s): Ambrose Slade; The Idle Race
This house is mine but the men they say it's not
You see this house is the only place I've got
Running round they work so hard and fast
But they don't know my house is built to last
Chorus
Here comes a man, in a van
He's looking very angry at me
They're knocking nails into walls, hoho, my walls
They run and hide as the only ceiling falls
Glee for leave they gather in my shed
They gone for now so I can ease my head
They're knocking nails into my house
They're knocking nails into my house
They work so hard, all it's left is my sunroof
There goes a wall, oh I think I spoke too soon
They're knocking nails into my house
They're knocking nails into my house
They're knocking nails into my house
Look out!
Woensdag 2 juli 1980
Tus Regalos Deberían De Llegar
Tus Regalos Deberían De Llegar
Composer(s): Fito Páez
Performer(s): Fito Páez
Epifánico silencio a la hora del amar
tus ensueños ya se hicieron a la mar
un extracto del perfume del dolor
tus muñecas boca arriba y hacia el sol
tus regalos deberían de llegar
los elefantas locos, el vestido, el ajuar
caminando en la neblina
que disipa el corazón
los milagros en tu cuerpo ya serán
las violetas de tu sangre vivirán
sobre un río enamorado y en su andar
Tus regalos deberían de llegar
las velas, las vajillas y tu felicidad
y no sabes si detenerte o llover
y parada sobre el mundo a tus pies
tu sonrisa que nos hace pensar
tiembla el mundo que no entiende al final
ese beso de la vida
la sutil melancolía
el momento cuando piras
los espacios donde miras
y las gotas de tu lluvia se iran
y otra vez en la secuencia
de los pétalos que caen
se descubren los misterios del azar
y las manos que se encuentran en la flor
la bestial naturaleza del amor
tus regalos deberían de llegar
si todo se termina
todo vuelve a empezar
la mañana que se viene
es una vieja sensación
que refleja los espejos del tiempo
y la niña acurrucada en el rincón
es la chica contra la furia de Dios
tus regalos deberían de llegar
no es mucho lo que tengo para darte, mira
Y no sabes si detenerte o llover
y parada sobre el mundo a tus pies
tu sonrisa que nos hace temblar
tiembla el mundo
que no entiende al final
ese beso de la vida
la sutil melancolía
el momento cuando piras
los espacios donde miras
y las gotas de tu lluvia se iran
y tus regalos deberían de llegar
y las gotas de tu lluvia se iran
Woensdag 2 juli 1980
I Wish It Would Rain
I Wish It Would Rain
Composer(s): Roger Penzabene; Barrett Strong; Norman Whitfield
First release by: The Temptations - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Hmmm
Sunshine, blue skies, please go away
My girl has found another and gone away
With her went my future, my life is filled with gloom
So day after day, I stayed locked up in my room
I know to you it might sound strange
But I wish it would rain
(How I wish that it would rain)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause so badly I wanna go outside
(Such a lovely day)
But everyone knows that a man ain't suppose to cry, listen
I gotta cry 'cause cryin' eases the pain, oh yeah
People this hurt I feel inside, words can never explain
I just wish it would rain
(Oh, how I wish that it would rain)
Oh, let it rain
Rain, rain, rain (Oh, how I wish that it would rain)
Ooo, baby
Let it rain.
(Let it rain)
Oh yeah, let it rain
Day in, day out, my tear stained face
Pressed against the window pane
My eyes search the skies, desperately for rain
'Cause raindrops will hide my teardrops
And no one will ever know
That I'm cryin'... cryin' when I go outside
To the world outside my tears, I refuse to explain
Oh, I wish it would rain
(Oh, how I wish that it would rain)
Ooo, baby
Let it rain, let it rain
I need rain to disguise the tears in my eyes
Oh, let it rain
Oh, yeah, yeah listen
I'm a man and I got my pride
Give me rain or I'm gonna stay inside
Let it rain
(Let it rain)
(Let it (rain) (rain) (rain) rain, rain)
Woensdag 2 juli 1980
Knocking 'Round The Zoo
Knocking 'Round The Zoo
Composer(s): James Taylor
Performer(s): James Taylor
Just knocking around the zoo
on a Thursday afternoon
There's bars on all the windows
and they're counting up the spoons
And if I'm feeling edgy
there's a chick who's paid to be my slave
But she'll hit me with a needle
if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave
Now the keeper's trying to cool me says I'm bound to be alright
But I know that he can't fool me 'cause I'm putting him uptight
And I can feel him getting edgy every time I make a sudden move
And I can hear them celebrating every time I up and leave the room
Now my friends all came to see me they point at me and stare
Said he's just like the rest of us so what's he doing in there
They hide in their movie theaters drinking juice-keeping tight
'Cause they're certain about one thing that zoo's no place to spend the night
Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon
There's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons
And if I'm feeling edgy there's a chick who's paid to be my slave
But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave
Dinsdag 1 juli 1980
Tus Lágrimas
Tus Lágrimas
Composer(s): Cordova - José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez; La Sonora Dinamita; Karu Nan
Tus lágrimas
o las pago con lágrimas
o mejor no las pago
si tú lloraste por mí
yo he de llorar por tí
o ver lo que hago
Mi corazón
está sembrado en una tierra
donde crecen puros desengaños
tú empiezas a vivir
no sabes elegir
yo tengo muchos años
Pero tu edad
no sabe del dolor
no te vas a encontrar
más adelante
Pero tu edad
tampoco va a saber
del eterno querer
que yo te canté
Por eso quiero
pagar con lágrimas tus lágrimas
y llorar por tu amor
como lloraste tu valientemente
Dinsdag 1 juli 1980
I Wish I Wuz (Hi Ho Fiddle Dee Dee)
I Wish I Wuz (Hi Ho Fiddle Dee Dee)
Composer(s): Lyn Murray; Sid Kuller
Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney
and multiple other artists
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee
Tell ya what I'd like to be
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee
Here is what I dream I'd like to be
I wish I was a swingin', clingin' vine
I wish I was a swingin', clingin' vine
If I was a swingin', clingin' vine
I'd only cling to the boy of mine
I wish I was a swingin', clingin' vine
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee
Tell ya what I'd like to be
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee
Here is what I dream I'd like to be
I wish I was a glass of sherry wine
I wish I was a glass of sherry wine
If I was a glass of sherry wine
I'd warm your heart till you were mine
I wish I was a glass of sherry wine
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee
Tell ya what I'd like to be
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee
Here is what I dream I'd like to be
I wish I was an apple on a tree
I wish I was an apple on a tree
If I was an apple on a tree
A boy'd come along, take a bite from me
I wish I was an apple on a tree
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee
Tell ya what I'd like to be
Hi-ho, fiddle-dee-dee
Here is what I dream I'd like to be
Here is what I dream I'd like to be
Dinsdag 1 juli 1980
Knock-Kneed Napua
Knock-Kneed Napua
Composer(s): Prince Kawohi; Steve Graham
Performer(s): Prince Kawohi
They call her knock-kneed Napua from Kailua
She's the talk of Lanikai
When she does the hula over in Kailua
You can hear them cheer in Molokai
She dances on the sands
And her hula hands just seem to say
Hold on to your kane and don't let him go
Or I might steal him away
So one day knock-kneed Napua from Kailua
Took a trip to Waikiki
Television beckoned, "This is it," she reckoned,
"Here's my chance to dance on TV"
She shook and rolled her eyes
Then they realized their big mistake
She ami'd here and she ami'd there
Ev'ry camera quivered and quaked
So they said "knock-kneed Napua from Kailua
Go back to dear old Lanikai
Then you can do your hula over in Kailua"
Underneath the blue Hawaiian sky
Underneath the blue Hawaiian sky
Maandag 30 juni 1980
Turtle Blues
Turtle Blues
Composer(s): Janis Joplin
First release: Big Brother & The Holding Company - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Ah, I'm a mean, mean woman
I don't mean no one man, no good, no
I'm a mean, mean woman
I don't mean no one man, no good
I just treats 'em like I wants to
I never treats 'em, honey like I should
Oh, Lord, I once had a daddy
He said he'd give me everything in sight
Once had a daddy
Said he'd give me everything in sight
Yes, he did
So I said, "Honey, I want the sunshine
You take the stars out of the night
Come on and give 'em to me, babe, 'cause I want 'em right now"
I ain't the kind of woman
Who'd make your life a bed of ease, ha ha ha ha!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I'm not the kind of woman, no
To make your life a bed of ease
Yeah, but if you, if you just wanna go out drinkin', honey
Won't you invite me along, please
Oh, I'll be so good to ya babe, yeah!
Whoa, go on!
I guess I'm just like a turtle
That's hidin' underneath its horny shell
Whoa, whoa, oh yeah, like a turtle
Hidin' underneath its hard-ass shell
But you know I'm very well protected
I know this goddamn life too well
Oh! Now call me mean, you can call me evil, yeah, yeah
I've been called much worser things around
Honey, don't ya know I have!
Whoa, call me mean or call me evil
I've been called much worser things, all things around
Yeah, but I'm gonna take good care of Janis, yeah
Honey, ain't no one gonna dog me down
Alright, yeah
Maandag 30 juni 1980
I Wish I Weren't In Love
I Wish I Weren't In Love
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Jerry Landis (aka Paul Simon)
I've got a problem
The girl I love doesn't love me at all
In fact she won't even answer my call
I wish I weren't in love
I can't do my homework
I write her name on my notebook all night
The way she treats me, it just isn't right
I wish I weren't in love
What can I do, what can I say
How can I make her stop, hurting me this way
I'm so unhappy, you just don't know
Oh, how I love that girl
Guess I'm the loneliest boy in this world
I wish I weren't in love
Maandag 30 juni 1980
Knokke-Le-Zoute
Knokke-Le-Zoute
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Les soirs où je suis argentin
Je m'offre quelques argentines
Quite à cueillir dans les vitrines
Des jolis quartiers d'Amsterdam
Des lianes qui auraient ce teint de femme
Qu'exporte vos cités latines
Ces soirs-là je les veux félines
Avec un rien de brillantine
Collé aux cheveux de la langue
Elles seraient fraiches comme des mangues
Et compenseraient leur maladresse
À coups de poitrine et de fesses
Ah mais ce soir
Y a pas d'argentines
Y a pas d'espoir
Y a pas de doute
Non ce soir
Il pleut sur Knokke-le-Zoute
Ce soir comme tous les soirs
Je me rentre chez moi
Le cœur en déroute
Et la bitte sous l'bras
Les jours où je suis espagnol
Petites fesses grande bagnole
Elles passent toutes à la casserole
Quite à pourchasser dans Hambourg
Des carmencitas de faubourg
Qui nous reviennent de vérole
Je me les veux fraiches et joyeuses
Bonnes travailleuse sans parlotes
Mi andalouses mi anguleuses
De ces femelles qu'on gestapote
Parce qu'elles ne savent pas encore
Que Franco est tout à fait mort
Mais ce soir
Y a pas d'espagnoles
Y a pas de casseroles
Y pas de doute
Non ce soir
Il pleut sur Knokke-le-Zoute
Ce soir comme tous les soirs
Je me rentre chez moi
Le cœur en déroute
Et la bitte sous l'bras
Les soirs depuis Caracas
Je panama je partaguasse
Je suis l'plus beau
Je pars en chasse
Je glisse de palace en palace
Pour y dénicher le gros lot
Qui n'attend que mon coup de grâce
Je la veux folle comme un travelo
Découverte de vieux rideaux
Mais cependant "dévanescente"
Elle m'attendrait depuis toujours
Cerclée de serpents et de plantes
Parmi les livres de Dufour
Mais ce soir
Y a pas de Caracas
Y a pas de dévanescentes
Y a pas de doute
Mais ce soir
Il pleut sur Knokke-le-Zoute
Ce soir comme tous les soirs
Je me rentre chez moi
Le cœur en déroute
Et la bitte sous l'bras
Demain oui
Peut être que ...
Peut être que demain je serai argentin ... oui
Je m'offrai des argentines
Quite à cueillir dans les vitrines
Des jolis quartiers d'Amsterdam
Des lianes qui auraient ce teint de femme
Qu'exporte vos cités latines
Demain je les voudrai félines
Avec ce rien de brillantine
Collé aux cheveux de la langue
Elles seront fraiches comme des mangues
Et compenseront leur maladresse
À coups de poitrine et de fesses
Demain je serai espagnol
Petites fesses grande bagnole
Elles passeront toutes à la casserole
Quite à pourchasser dans Hambourg
Des Carmencitas de faubourg
Qui nous reviendront de vérole
Je les voudrai fraiches et joyeuses
Bonnes travailleuses sans parlotes
Mi andalouses mi anguleuses
De ces femelles qu'on gestapote
Parce qu'elles ne savent pas encore
Que Franco est tout à fait mort
Les soirs depuis Caracas
Je panama je partaguasse
Je suis l'plus beau
Je pars en chasse
Je glisse de palace en palace
Pour y dénicher le gros lot
Qui n'attend que mon coup de grâce
Je la veux folle comme un travelo
Découverte de vieux rideaux
Mais cependant dévanescente
Elle m'attendrait depuis toujours
Cerclée de serpents et de plantes
Parmi les livres de "Dufour"
Zondag 29 juni 1980
Turquoise
Turquoise
Composer(s): Donovan
First release: Donovan - 1965
Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing
And the leaves dance and play after you
Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower
Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass
Your eyes feel like silence resting on me
And the birds cease to sing when you rise
Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted
Take care how you ride, my precious, you might fall down
In the pastel skies a sunset I have wondered
With my eyes and ears and heart stained to the full
I know I tasted the essence in the few days
Take care who you love, my precious, he might not know
Zondag 29 juni 1980
I Wish I Were In Love Again
I Wish I Were In Love Again
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Lorenz Hart
First performance by: Grace McDonald & Rolly Pickert - 1937
Covered by multiple other artists
The sleepless nights - the daily fights
The quick toboggan - when you reach the heights
I miss the kisses - and I miss the bites
I wish I were in love again
The broken dates - the endless waits
The lovely loving - and the hateful hates
The conversation - with the flying plates
I wish I were in love again
No more pain - no more strain
Now I'm sane - but I would rather be punched - drunk
The pulled out fur - of cat and cur
The fine mismating - of a him and her
I've learned my lesson - but I wish I were
In love again
The furtive sigh - the blackened eye
The words: "I love you - 'til the day I day"
The self deception - that believes the lie
I wish I were in love again
When love congeals - it soon reveals
The faint aroma - of performing seals
The double-crossing - of a pair of heals
I wish I were in love again
No, no more care - no, no despair
Now I'm all there (now) - but I'd rather be punch-drunk
Believe me sir - I much prefer
The classic battle - of a him and her
I don't like quiet - and I wish I were
In love again - in love again - in love again
Zondag 29 juni 1980
Knots
