Dinsdag 16 november 1993
Believe (Dima Bilan)
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Believe
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Dinsdag 16 november 1993
Homely Girl
Homely Girl
Composer(s): Stan McKenney; Eugene Record
Performer(s): The Chi-Lites;
and various other artists
It must have broke your poor little heart
When the boys used to say
You looked better in the dark
Oooh but now they'd give all they learnt in school
To be somewhere in the dark with you (Oh yes they would)
You know the teacher would ask the questions
And you, would always raise your hand
Oooh but somehow you never got your turn
And my eyes would fill with water, inside I'd burn (Oh yes I did)
(Chorus)
Homely girl, she was so lonely
You're a beautiful woman oh yes lonely girl
Homely girl you used to be lonely
You're a beautiful woman oh yeah
There was a boy who used to sit beside you
Who'd like to hold that place his whole life through
Oooh you were beautiful to me
You had a heart no one could ever see, oh yes you did
I was the only one who offered
To carry your books
Took all the stares and laughter
With the dirty looks
But I saw then what they see now
They all want to ask you for a date
They don't know how, they don't know how
(Chorus)
Homely girl, she was so lonely
You're a beautiful woman oh yes lonely girl
Homely girl you used to be lonely
You're a beautiful woman oh yeah
Oooh first they want a chance to hold you
Then they want a chance to try to control you
Oh no, don't you know I got to say it
Maandag 15 november 1993
Still Falls The Rain
Still Falls The Rain
Performer(s): Black Sabbath
"Still falls the rain,the veils of darkness shroud the blackened trees
which, contorted by some unseen violence, shed their tired leaves
and bend their boughs toward a gray earth of severed bird wings
Among the grasses, poppies bleed before a gesticulating death
and young rabbits, born dead in traps, stand motionless
as though guarding the silence that surrounds and threatens to engulf all those that would listen
Mute birds, tired of repeating yesterdays
terrors, huddle together in the recesses of dark corners
heads turned from the dead, black swan that floats upturned in a small pool in the hollow
There emerges from this pool a faint, sensual mist, that traces its way upwards
to caress the feet of the headless martyr's statue
whose only achievement was to die too soon, and who couldn't wait to loose
The cataract of darkness forms fully, the long black night begins
yet still by the lake a young girl waits
Unseeing she believes herself unseen
she smiles faintly at the distant tolling bell
and the still falling rain"
Maandag 15 november 1993
Homegrown Tomatoes
Homegrown Tomatoes
Composer(s): Guy Clark
Performer(s): John Denver;
and various other artists
There ain't nothin' in the world that I like better
Than bacon 'n lettuce 'n homegrown tomatoes
Up in the mornin', out in the garden
Get you a ripe one, don't pick a hard 'un
All winter without 'em is a culinary bummer
I forgot all about the sweatin' and the diggin'
Every time I go out and pick me a big 'un
Homegrown tomatoes, homegrown tomatoes
What would life be without homegrown tomatoes?
Only two things that money can't buy
That's true love and homegrown tomatoes
You can go out to eat and that's for sure
But there's nothin' a homegrown tomato won't cure
Put 'em in a salad, put 'em in a stew
You can make your own tomato juice
You can eat 'em with eggs, eat 'em with gravy
You can eat 'em with beans, pinto or navy
Put 'em on the side, put 'em in the middle
Homegrown tomatoes on a hot cake griddle
Homegrown tomatoes, homegrown tomatoes
What would like be without homegrown tomatoes?
Only two things that money can't buy
That's true love and homegrown tomatoes
If I's to change this life I lead
You could call me Johnny Tomatoseed
Cause I know what this country needs
Homegrown tomatoes in every yard you see
When I die don't bury me
In a box in a cold dark cemetery
Out in the garden would be much better
'Cause I could be pushin' up a homegrown tomato
Homegrown tomatoes, homegrown tomatoes
What would like be without homegrown tomatoes?
Only two things that money can't buy
That's true love and homegrown tomatoes
Zondag 14 november 1993
Baila El Chiki Chiki
Baila El Chiki Chiki
Composer(s): Rodolfo Chikilicuatre & Friends
First performance by: Rodolfo Chikilicuatre - 2008
¡Perrea! ¡Perrea!
¡Perrea! ¡Perrea!
El chikichiki mola mogollo'n
Lo bailan en la China y tambien en Alcorco'n
Dale chikichiki a esa morenita
Que el chikichiki la pone muy tontita
Lo baila Jose Luis, lo baila bien suave
Lo baila Mariano, mi amor ya tu sabes
Lo bailan los brother, lo baila mi hermano
Lo baila mi mulata con las bragas en la mano
¡Perrea! ¡Perrea!
El Chiki Chiki is a Reaggetton
Dance in Argentina, Serbia and Orego'n
Give el Chiki-Chiki to that little sister
With el Chiki-Chiki She?s gonna like it mister!
Dance it with Alonso, Dance it with Gasol
Dance it with your brothers, all around the world
Dance it with Bardem Dance it with Banderas
Dance with Almodo'var Dance la Macarena
Y el chiki chiki se baila asi'
Uno: el brikindans
Dos: el crusai'to
Tres: el maiquelyason
Cuatro: el robocop
Baila el chikichiki baila el chikichiki
Lo bailan los jevis y tambie'n los friquis
Lo bailan en la ca'rcel, lo bailan en la escuela
Lo baila mi madre y tambie'n mi abuela
Baila el chikichiki baila el chikichiki
Lo bailan los jevis y tambie'n los friquis
Lo bailan en la ca'rcel, lo bailan en la escuela
Lo baila mi madre y tambie'n mi abuela
Lo canta el Tigre Puma con su traje a rayas
Y Juan Carlos le dice ?por que' no te callas?
En el velatorio del Padre Damia'n
Pusieron chikichiki y el muerto echo' a bailar
¡Bailar, bailar, bailar!
Y el chiki chiki se baila asi'
Uno: el brikindans
Dos: el crusai'to
Tres: el maiquelyason
Cuatro: el robocop
¡Perrea! ¡Perrea!
Lo baila Jose Luis, lo baila bien suave
Lo baila Mariano, mi amor ya tu sabes
Lo bailan los bro'del, lo baila mi hermano
Lo baila mi mulata con las bragas en la mano
Y el chiki chiki se baila asi'
Uno: el brikindans
Dos: el crusai'to
Tres: el maiquelyason
Cuatro: el robocop
Uno: el brikindans
Dos: el crusai'to
Tres: el maiquelyason
Cuatro: el robocop
¡Perrea! ¡Perrea!
Zondag 14 november 1993
Homecoming In Heaven
Homecoming In Heaven
Composer(s): Walt Breeland; Paul Buskirk; Nelson Gray
Performer(s): George Jones
My years have been many
My loved ones are gone
And I miss them more every day
I'm ready to move to that heavenly home
And I yearn for the day I can say
Take this ring from my finger
These shoes from my feet
Take all of my worldly possessions away
Just leave me my bible
A date I must keep
It's homecoming in heaven for me
I'll kiss my ol' mother
Shake hands with my dad
I know they'll remember their boy
We'll all be so happy
And I'll be so glad
As our cup runneth over with joy!
Take this ring from my finger
These shoes from my feet
Take all of my worldly possessions away
Just leave me my bible
A date I must keep
It's homecoming in heaven for me..
Zaterdag 13 november 1993
Still Crazy After All These Years
Still Crazy After All These Years
Composer(s): Paul Simon
First release by: Paul Simon - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
I met my old lover
On the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me
I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years
I'm not the kind of man
Who tends to socialise
I seem to lean on
Old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs
That whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years
Four in the morning
Crapped out
Yawning
Longing my life away
I'll never worry
Why should I?
It's all gonna fade
Now I sit by my window
And I watch the cars
I fear I'll do some damage
One fine day
But I would not be convicted
By a jury of my peers
Still crazy
Still crazy
Still crazy after all these years
Zaterdag 13 november 1993
Home Where I Belong
Home Where I Belong
Composer(s): Pat Terry
Performer(s): B.J. Thomas;
and various other artists
They say that heaven's pretty
And living here is too
But if they said that I
Would have to choose between the two
I'd go home, going home, where I belong
And sometimes when I'm dreaming
It comes as no surprise
That if you look and see
The homesick feeling in my eyes
I'm going home, going home, where I belong
While I'm here I'll serve him gladly
And sing him all my songs
I'm here, but not for long
And when I'm feeling lonely
And when I'm feeling blue
It's such a joy to know that
I am only passing through
I'm headed home, going home, where I belong
And one day I'll be sleeping,
When death knocks on my door
And I'll awake and find that
I'm not homesick anymore
I'll be home, going home, where I belong
Vrijdag 12 november 1993
Secret Combination
Secret Combination
Composer(s): Konstantinos Pantzis - Poseidon Yannopoulos
First performance by: Kalomira - 2008
Can you see it?
Can you see it you have to discover me?
What goes wrong when I am crying
Or what I want when I'm smiling
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it that I'm not a little girl?
You're misunderstanding my way
And all the roles that I like to play
My secret combination – it's a mystery for you
Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true
My secret combination – boy, you have to try it hard
To win a destination in the centre of my heart
My secret combination – it's a mystery for you
Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true
My secret combination – boy, you have to try it hard
To win a destination in the centre of my heart
An open book
An open book, well, I'm sorry, I am not
Sometimes I'm acting like a lady
Sometimes woman, sometimes baby
My secret combination – it's a mystery for you
Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true
My secret combination – boy, you have to try it hard
To win a destination in the centre of my heart
My secret combination – it's a mystery for you
Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true
My secret combination – boy, you have to try it hard
To win a destination in the centre of my heart
My secret combination – it's a mystery for you
Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true
My secret combination – boy, you have to try it hard
To win a destination in the centre of my heart
To win a destination in the centre of my heart
Vrijdag 12 november 1993
Home Was Never Like This
Home Was Never Like This
Composer(s): A. Seymour Brown; Albert Gumble
Hiram was a farmer from way up the state
He came to the city and thought it was great
He brought his bank-roll and his best Sunday suit
And when he doll'd all up
Oh! he was cute!
Hiram met a stranger, one night on Broadway
And of course she took him in to a cafe
People dancing there
Hiram said, "I declare!
That's my middle, ding bust it!"
Hiram said, "I'm out just to have a good time
I don't care for money so "zip" goes a dime!
I'll send a wire up home and tell them right now
If you are short of change why just sell a cow!"
Ev'ry time the music would give him a chance
Hiram grab'd a chicken and started to dance
He'd yell "This is great!"
I'll learn to hesitate
If I break a leg, by golly!"
Come on and dance with me
Come on and dance with me
I feel as young as a boy!
I want to learn each gol darn step that they do
Teach me ev'ry one that is new!
I want to learn the whirls
Dance with the pretty girls
Don't mind the steps that I miss
I'll get it!
Here's where I'm going to stay
I'll give the farm away
Home was never like this!
Donderdag 11 november 1993
Still ... You Turn Me On
Still ... You Turn Me On
Composer(s): Greg Lake
Performer(s): Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Do you want to be an angel
Do you want to be a star
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Do you want to be a poet
Do you want to be my string?
You could be anything
Do you want to be the lover of another
Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon
Do you want to be the player
Do you want to be the string?
Let me just tell you something
It just don't mean a thing
You see it really doesn't matter
when you're buried in disguise
by the dark glass on your eyes
though your flesh has crystalised
Still .... you turn me on
Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine; create a scene
Every day a little sadder
A little madder
Someone get me a ladder
Do you want to be the singer
Do you want to be the song?
Let me tell you something
you just couldn't be more wrong
You see I really have to tell you
that it all gets so intense
From my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense
Still .... you turn me on
Donderdag 11 november 1993
Home To Myself
Home To Myself
Composer(s): Melissa Manchester; Carole Bayer Sager
Performer(s): Melissa Manchester;
and various other artists
I wake up and see
The lights of the day
Shining on me
Make my own time
It's mine to spend
Think to myself
My own best friend
It's not so bad all alone
Coming home to myself
Again
Now I understand
Whatever I feel
Is whoever I am
Watching my life
And how it has grown
Looking on back
To the things I have known
And it's not so bad all alone
Coming home to myself
Again
It's not so bad
To get lost in my tears
And to laugh and to cry
For the years gone by
Oh my, oh my
Now somehow I know
I've come a long way
Gotta long way to go
But something inside
Is making me strong
And in the bad times
I'll get along
Cuz, it's not so bad
All alone coming
home to myself
again
I'm comin' home
Woensdag 10 november 1993
Day After Day (Elnur & Samir)
Day After Day
Composer(s): Goher Hesenzade - Zahra Badalbayli
First performance by: Elnur & Samir - 2008
For peace we pray
Save us from all fears
Oh Lord, save us...
You can feel me in your mind
With every breath you take
Burn the earth with flame of sins
I'll make you feel dismay
Our feelings play with us
But you must keep yourself under control
If you're searching for resolves
Be ready for the tolls
Show us the right way
Day after day
All fears we must forget
Then better world we'll get
If you have the greatest aim
Keep it in your soul
I'll be always by your side
Always in your heart
Our dreams can play with us
Even if we think that we keep control
From all horrors of the world
Salvation is love, love
The earth is in flame
And you must share the blame
Look inside yourself
We both are there
Day after day
Day after day
Day...
Day after day
All fears we must forget
Then better world we'll get
Then better world we'll get
Then better world we'll get
Then better world we'll get
Woensdag 10 november 1993
Home On The Strange
Home On The Strange
Composer(s): Geddy Lee; Ben Mink
Performer(s): Geddy Lee
He Sleeps With A Chain Saw
Got Eyes Like An Outlaw
He Takes A Two Smoke Walk
He Don't Like To Talk
And He Don't Like Change
And He Don't Like Change
You May Think He's Deranged
But He'd Rather Be Home
Home.. Home On The Strange
He's A Canadian Icon
He Sleeps With His Clothes On
He Likes To Work With His Hands
He's An Apolitical Man
And He Don't Like Change
And He Don't Like Change
You May Think He's Deranged
But He'd Rather Be Home
Home.. Home On The Strange
One In A Lifetime
One In A World
One In A Life Time
One In A World
One In A Life Time
One In A World
He Sleeps With A Chainsaw
He Sings Fa Fa Fa Fa Fa
He Likes To Work With His Hands
He's An Apolitical Man
And He Don't Like Change
And He Don't Like Change
You May Think He's Deranged
But He'd Rather Be Home
Home.. Home On The Strange
And He Don't Like Change
And He Don't Like Change
You May Think He's Deranged
But He'd Rather Be Home
Home.. Home On The Strange
Dinsdag 9 november 1993
Still (The Commodores)
Still
Composer(s): Lionel Richie
First release by: The Commodores - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists
Lady, morning's just a moment away
And I'm without you once again
You laughed at me
You said you never needed me
I wonder if you need me now
So many dreams that flew away
So many words we didn't say
Two people lost in a storm
Where did we go?
Where'd we go?
We lost what we both had found
You know we let each other down
But then most of all
I do love you
Still!
So many dreams that flew away
So many words we didn't say
Two people lost in a storm
Where did we go?
Where'd we go?
We played the games that people play
We made our mistakes along the way
Somehow I know deep in my heart
You needed me
'cause I needed you so desperatly!
We were too blind to see
But then most of all
I do love you
Still!
Dinsdag 9 november 1993
Home Of The Brave
Home Of The Brave
Composer(s): Steve Lukather; David Paich;
Jimmy Webb; Joseph Williams
Performer(s): Toto
Everything's gonna be alright boys
Help is on the way
Hold your head up high now
There's no need to cry now
We're not running anymore
Leave the politics behind boys
They're not working anymore
There's so much more at stake here
It's make or break here
Haven't we been here before
Tell me what we're waiting for
You gotta remember
You don't have to be afraid
You still have the freedom to learn
And say what you wanna say
You gotta remember
Don't let 'em take away
The land we call the home of the brave
Who sings the song of the people
You don't hear it anymore
I heard it late last summer
To the beat of a different drummer
It never sounded quite like this before
So you're trying to shake this feeling
That trouble's right outside the door
You lie awake each dark night
Like a time bomb wound up too tight
A storm in waiting just offshore
Tell me what we're waiting for
You gotta remember
You don't have to be afraid
You still have the freedom to learn
And say what you wanna say
You gotta remember
Don't let 'em take away
The land we call the home of the brave
You gotta remember
You don't have to be afraid
You still have the freedom to learn
And say what you wanna say
You gotta remember
Don't let 'em take away
The land we call the home of the brave
[repeats 2x]
Maandag 8 november 1993
And Still
And Still
Composer(s): Liz Hengber - Tommy Lee James
Reba McEntire; The Country Dance Kings; Homewreckers
Thousands of people live in this town
And I had to run into him
When I saw him there on that busy street
Those feelings came back again
There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
He walked up to me, looked in my eyes
And still
The world stood still
I couldn’t move
And all I could feel
Was this aching in my heart
Saying I loved him still
He said how’ve you been
It’s great to see you again
You’re really a sight for sore eyes
I said, I can’t complain
I’m doing fine
We talked as the people rushed by
We laughed about old times and all we went through
That’s when he hugged me and said I’ve missed you
That’s when she walked up to him
He said, this is my wife
I gave my best smile
But I was dying inside
He said we gotta go now
It’s getting late
It was so good to see you
Then they walked away
Maandag 8 november 1993
Home Of The Blues
Home Of The Blues
Composer(s): Dave Steen; Colin James
Performer(s): Maria Muldaur
This old house never was much
But you and me together gave a lovin' touch
Now you're gone, it's not the same
The whole house is haunted with the sound of your name
There's just too many menories walkin' these halls
Too many teardrops when the evening falls
I've had enough, I'm leavin' it all
Got no ticket, just my walking shoes
Cause since you loved me baby I got nothing to lose
I'm packing up before the rent is due
This old house without you is just the home of the blues
Home of the blues
I got a cold bed and an empty heart
I think I hear you callin' and it tears me apart
Mississippi Delta got nothing on this shack
I'm leavin' here tomorrow and I ain't lookin' back
There's just too many menories walkin' these halls
Too many teardrops when the evening falls
I've had enough, I'm leavin' it all
Got no ticket, just my walking shoes
Cause since you loved me baby I got nothing to lose
I'm packing up before the rent is due
This old house without you is just the home of the blues
Home of the blues
Got no ticket, just my walking shoes
Cause since you loved me baby I got nothing to lose
I'm packing up before the rent is due
This old house without you is just the home of the blues
Home of the blues
Zondag 7 november 1993
Still (Bill Anderson)
Still
Composer(s): Bill Anderson
Performer(s): Bill Anderson
(Still) though you broke my heart
(Sill) though we're far apart
(I love you still)
(Still) after all this time
(Still) you're still on my mind
(I love you still)
I've lost count of the hours and I've lost track of the days
In fact, I've lost just about everything since you went away
Everything, that is, except the mem'ries you left me
And that's one thing that no one can mar
I don't know who you're with; I don't even know where you've gone
My only hope is that some day you might hear this song
and you'll know that I wrote it especially for you
And I love you, wherever you are
(Still) after all this time
(Still) you're still on my mind
(I love you still)
This flame in my heart is like an eternal fire
for every day it burns hotter and every day it burns higher
And I haven't been able to put out one little flicker, not even with all of these tears
My friends think I'm crazy and maybe I am
But I'll carry this torch just as long as I can
for some day, you might just decide to come home and I want you to know I'm still here
(Still) though you broke my heart
(Still) though we're far apart
(I love you still)
Zondag 7 november 1993