Zaterdag 12 augustus 1995
A Boy From Nowhere
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A Boy From Nowhere
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Zaterdag 12 augustus 1995
Your Sweetness Is My Weakness
Your Sweetness Is My Weakness
Composer(s): Barry White
Performer(s): Barry White
Ooh, girl, you know like I know, uh-huh
What your lovin', girl, has done for me
Like a Mona Lisa hangin' on a wall, uh-huh
You're a lovely sight, lovely sight to see, mmm, hmm
The way you give me your sweet love
Any place and time when you look at me I get weak in my knees
I'm so thankful that you're mine
Your sweetness is my weakness, yeah
Girl, your sweetness is my weakness, yeah, yeah
Sweetness is my weakness, well
You sweetness is my weakness
They all say that I'm a fool, uh-huh
For lovin' you, for lovin' you this way
But sure as I am, I don't give a damn
About what the people, what the people say
Other girls try to imitate you
With the other boys, uh-huh
But I'm the only boy `round here
Whose got the real macoy
Sweetness is my weakness, yeah, yeah
Sweetness is my weakness, yeah (Uh-huh), yeah (Uh-huh)
Sweetness is my weakness, yeah (Ooh), yeah (Ooh)
Sweetness is my weakness, yeah, yeah
Sweetness is my weakness
Vrijdag 11 augustus 1995
A Bowl Of Red
A Bowl Of Red
Composer(s): Tom Russell
Performer(s): Tom Russell
You don't put beans in chilli
You never water good whiskey down
And never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
On the Spanish side of town
And if you want to go peekin' at the doctor's daughter
You better pay the old man his bread
Then it's a short, short ride from hell to heaven
Ridin' on a bowl of red
I'm talkin' about sweet Lorene, the chilli queen
Down at number nine Pecos Street
She's got bull meat hangin' up above her head
And chilli peppers down at her feet
She's got an iron pot smokin' on a woodsmoke stove
Near an antique feather bed
Where it's a short, short ride from hell to heaven
Ridin' on a bowl of red
Here's the recipe:
Bull meat, crab meat, pig's feet, chicken feet
I've even seen her use a rabbit's head
Cemino, oregano, celanto, let it go
Then sop it up with sourdough bread
Let it boil one day, you'll be rollin' in the hay
Lorene keeps a man well fed
Just walk on down to number nine
Say, "Gimme a little bowl of red"
Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
Tell me how many packs did Peter Piper pick
Then he took 'em on down to sweet Lorene
Said, "I need a bowl of red real quick"
She put Peter Piper's peppers in a pot on the stove
She put Peter Piper in her feather bed
And now Peter Piper's pickin' peppers all day
Just to get his daily bowl of red
Vrijdag 11 augustus 1995
Your Squaw Is On The Warpath
Your Squaw Is On The Warpath
Composer(s): Loretta Lynn
Performer(s): Loretta Lynn
Well your pet name for me is squaw
When you come home a drinkin' and can barely crawl
And all that lovin' on me won't make things right
Well you're leavin' me at home to keep the tee pee clean
A-six papooses to break and wean
Well, your squaw is on the warpath tonight
Well I found out, a-big brave chief
The game you were huntin' for ain't beef
Get offa my huntin' grounds
And get outta my sight
This-a war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You don't need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight
Well-a that fire water that a you've been drinkin'
Makes you feel bigger but chief you're shrinkin'
Since you've been on that love makin' diet
Now don't hand me that old peace pipe
There ain't no pipe can settle this fight
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight
Well I found out a-big brave chief
The game you're a hunting for ain't beef
Get offa my huntin' grounds and get outta my sight
This-a war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You don't need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight
Yeah, your squaw is on the warpath tonight
Donderdag 10 augustus 1995
Szerelem, Szerelem
Szerelem, Szerelem
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Márta Sebestyén
Szerelem szerelem
Átkozott szerelem
Szerelem szerelem
Átkozott szerelem
Mért nem termettél volt
Minden fa tetején
Minden fa tetején
Diónak levelén
Hogy szakaszhasson le
Minden leán s legén
Hogy szakaszhasson le
Minden leán s legén
Mert én szakasztottam
S el es szalasztottam
De még szakasztanék
Ha jóra találnék
Egy jóra s egy szépre
Régi szeretomre
Egy jóra s egy szépre
Régi szeretomre
Régi szeretomért
Mit nem cselekedném
Tengerbol e vizet
Kalánval kimerném
Tenger fenekérol
Gyöngyszemeket szednék
S abból e rózsámnak
Gyöngykoszorút kötnék
Donderdag 10 augustus 1995
Your Song
Your Song
Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Elton John;
and various other artists
It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on
So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
Woensdag 9 augustus 1995
Syracuse
Syracuse
Composer(s): Bernard Dimey - Henri Salvador
First release by: Henri Salvador - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
J'aimerais tant voir Syracuse
L'île de Pâques et Kairouan
Et les grands oiseaux qui s'amusent
À glisser l'aile sous le vent
Voir les jardins de Babylone
Et le palais du grand Lama
Rêver des amants de Vérone
Au sommet du Fuji-Yama
Voir le pays du matin calme
Aller pêcher au cormoran
Et m'enivrer de vin de palme
En écoutant chanter le vent
Avant que ma jeunesse s'use
Et que mes printemps soient partis
J'aimerais tant voir Syracuse
Pour m'en souvenir à Paris
Woensdag 9 augustus 1995
Your Smiling Face
Your Smiling Face
Composer(s): James Taylor
Performer(s): James Taylor;
and various other artists
Whenever I see your smiling face
I have to smile myself
Because I love you (Yes, I do)
And when you give me that pretty little pout
It turns me inside out
There's something about you, baby (I don't know)
(Chorus)
Isn't it amazing a man like me
Can feel this way
Tell me how much longer
I will grow stronger every day
Oh, how much longer
I thought I was in love
A couple of times before
With the girl next door
But that was long before I met you
Now I'm sure that I won't forget you
And I thank my lucky stars
That you are who you are
And not just another lovely lady
Sent down to break my heart
Isn't it amazing a man like me
Can feel this way
Tell me how much longer
I can grow stronger every day
How much longer
No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
Whenever I see you smile at me
No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
Whenever I see your smile at face my way
No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
Dinsdag 8 augustus 1995
Synchronicity 2
Synchronicity 2
Composer(s): Sting
Performer(s): The Police; Morpholinos
Another suburban morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all the suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts on a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch
And every single meeting with his so called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish Loch
Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now looming in his headlight
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away there's a shadow on a door
Of a cottage by the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
Many miles away
Many miles away
Dinsdag 8 augustus 1995
Your Smile
Your Smile
Composer(s): Dory Langdon; André Previn
Performer(s): Vic Damone
I heard you speak I touched your cheek
and then I saw your smile
Much more than grand I held your hand and then I saw your smile
A fleeting thing, a rose in Spring it bloomed for just a while
On that wondrous place, your wondrous face
I was filled with awe when I saw your smile
I heard you speak, touched your cheek
Much more than grand I held your hand and then I saw your smile
A fleeting thing, a rose in Spring it bloomed for just a while
On that wondrous face, your wondrous face
I was filled with awe when I saw your smile
Maandag 7 augustus 1995
Symphony Of The Breeze
Symphony Of The Breeze
Composer(s): Harry Leon - Leo Towers
Performer(s): Jimmy Messene
Just like a song, sweetest of sweet melodies
Help me along, symphony of the breeze
I can’t go on living with just memories
Where has she gone, symphony of the breeze
While you’re softly sighing
My poor heart is crying
Crying for the one I love who won’t come back to me
What good am I walking alone through the trees
Hear that goodbye, symphony of the breeze
Maandag 7 augustus 1995
Your Side Of The Bed
Your Side Of The Bed
Composer(s): Mac Davis
Performer(s): Mac Davis
Lord, I miss you
I just can't get it
Through my weary head
You're really gone
I just can't believe it
But all of a sudden
I've got too much pain
For one man alone
The nights drag by
And it gets harder all the time
To go to sleep without
Your soft skin touching mine
(Chorus)
And I woke up on your side
Of the bed again this morning
With my old alarm clock
Ringing half past eight
With that old familiar hunger
And my arms wrapped
Round your shadow
I woke up on your side of the bed
Another funky morning
Sunday's dead and Monday's
Dripping down my window pane
I wake up shaking
Staring at the walls and
Listening to the lonesome
Sound of falling rain
I just can't make myself
Believe that you don't care
I keep on dreaming
I'll wake up and you'll be there
(Chorus) 2x
Lord, I woke up on your side
Of the bed again this morning
With my old alarm clock
Ringing half past eight.....
Zondag 6 augustus 1995
Symphony
Symphony
Composer(s): André Tabet - Roger Bernstein - Jack Lawrence - Alex Alstone
Performer(s): Johnny Desmond
and multiple other artists
Symphony, symphony of love
Music from above, how does it start?
You walk in and the song begins
Singing violins start in my heart
Then you speak
The melody seems to rise
Then you sigh
It sighs and it softly dies
Symphony sing to me
Then we kiss and it's clear to me
When you're near to me
You are my symphony
My symphony
Myyyyy symmmmphooooonyyyyyyyy
Zondag 6 augustus 1995
Your Saving Grace
Your Saving Grace
Composer(s): Tim Davis; Steve Miller; Ben Sidran
Performer(s): Steve Miller
Winter’s people watching
As I sail from season’s four
To join some crazy ladies
In a game upon the shore
None of them with broken wings
But still refuse to fly
So with sweetness on my lips
I smile a last goodbye
And now I spend my life
On the velvet side of hell
Aimlessly here searching
For what I cannot tell
The quietness is terrible
It’s more than I can stand
But thousands now stand cheering
As my blood flows in the sand
Spoken: you’re not the child
You thought you were
You wake up in the night
And know you’re blind
And yet they keep on pushing
Trying the insides of your mind
Forever, forever arresting to control
Until the emptiness of heaven welcomes your weary soul
Rise up with the new dawn’s early morning
Feel the sunshine warm upon your face
Tomorrow’s come a long, long way to help you
Yes, it’s your saving grace
Every day, every way
Tomorrow, it’s your saving grace
Well, now got no time to worry
Cause I’ve got no time to hurry
Baby, it’s your saving grace
Now don’t you lay those blames on me
Don’t you play those games on me
Cause baby it’s your saving grace
You got to need a little lovin’
Now baby it’s your saving grace
Hey, I feel alright
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Your saving grace
Ah, hey, hey, hey
Your saving grace
La la la la la la la la....
Oh baby, it’s your saving grace
Zaterdag 5 augustus 1995
Sympati For Djævlen
Sympati For Djævlen
((Adapted from: Sympathy For The Devil (The Rolling Stones) - 1968))
((German Version: Der Teufel In Euch (Peter Schleicher) - 1979))
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards - Lars Lilholt
Performer(s): Lars Lilholt Band - 2008
Tillad mig at præsentere mig selv
jeg er en rig og stilfuld mand
jeg har hængt ud her i årevis
at stjæle sjælefred og tro er det jeg kan
jeg var her da Jesus fik
sin smertefulde tvivl på Golghata
jeg ville sikre mig Pilatus
beseglede den skæbne Jesus skulle ha’
Godt at se dig
gætter du mit navn
blir du forvirret af
mit spil, min leg, mit savn
Jeg hang ud i Sct. Petersborg
da tiden den var inde til et skift
Dræbte Zaren og ministrene
Anastasias skrig gav et pift
jeg kørte tank og var general af rang
Da blitzkrigen rasede og ligene stank
Godt at se dig…
Fornøjet så jeg jeres konger slå
ihjel i tusind år for guder de opfandt
jeg råbte ”Hvem dræbte Kennedy”
det var vel dig og mig ikke sandt
tillad mig at præsentere mig selv
jeg er en rig og stilfuld mand
der lagde fælder ud for musikerne
så de junked’ sig ihjel i ukendt land
Godt at se dig…
Som hver en strømer er forbryder
og en synder en hellig mand
som plat er krone kald mig Lucifer
jeg har behov for det som den begrænsning kan
hvis du møder mig vis belevenhed
vis lidt sympati det er mit bedste bud
benyt din tillærte høflighed
eller jeg lar din sjæl gå planken ud
Godt at se dig…
Sig mig skat hvad er mit navn
jeg siger det kun en gang
Zaterdag 5 augustus 1995
Your Precious Love
Your Precious Love
Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford; Valerie Simpson
Performer(s): Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell;
and various other artists
Marvin:
Every day there's something new
Honey, to keep me lovin' you
And with every passin' minute
Ah baby, so much joy wrapped up in it
Chorus:
Tammi: Heaven must have sent you from above
Both: Wo, heaven must have sent your precious love
Tammi:
And I, I've got a song to sing
Tellin' the world about the joy you bring
And you gave me a reason for livin'
And ooo, you taught me, you taught me the meaning of givin'
(chorus)
Marvin: To find a love like ours is rare these days
'Cause you've shown me happiness, yes, in so many ways
Tammi: I look in the mirror, and I'm glad to see
Laughter in the eyes where tears used to be
Marvin: What you've given me I could never return
'Cause there's so much, girl, I have yet to learn
Tammi: And I wanna show, I wanna show my appreciation
'Cause when I found you, I found a new inspiration
(repeat chorus and fade)
Vrijdag 4 augustus 1995
Sympathy For The Devil
Sympathy For The Devil
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards
First recording/First release by: The Rolling Stones - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1979 - Der Teufel In Euch (Peter Schleicher)
2008 - Sympati For Djævlen (Lars Lilholt Band)
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long years
Stole many a man's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
(woo woo, woo woo)
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
(woo woo, woo woo)
I shouted out,
"Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me
(who who, who who)
Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
(woo woo, who who)
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
(who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
(who who, who who)
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
(woo woo, who who)
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
(who who, who who)
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
(woo woo)
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
(woo woo, woo woo)
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
(who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
(woo woo, woo woo)
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
(woo woo)
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
Oh, who
woo, woo
Woo, who
Woo, woo
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah
What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah
Woo woo
Woo woo
Vrijdag 4 augustus 1995
Your Other Love
Your Other Love
Composer(s): Doc Pomus; Mort Shuman
Performer(s): Dean Martin; The Flamingos
Your other love may be handsome
And when he smiles he's got a twinkle in his eye
Your other love may be bolder
And when he holds you in his arms you wanna die
He says he loves you from the very start
But your other love, but your other love
Is gonna someday break your heart.
Your other love says he needs you
Just like a flower needs the burning summer sun
Your other love says he wants you
Oh, how he swears to you
That you're the only one
He claims his future just depends on you
But your other love, but your other love
Is gonna someday prove untrue
He's just tellin' lies
Got you hypnotized
Soon you'll realize
Your other love is unfaithful
When you're not there, another girl is in his arms
Your other love is a lover
Makin' love to any girl who's in his arms
My love is true
Not for just a day
But your other love
But your other love
Is gonna someday fly away
But your other love
But your other love
Is gonna someday fly away
Donderdag 3 augustus 1995
Der Teufel In Euch
Der Teufel In Euch
((Adapted from: Sympathy For The Devil (The Rolling Stones) - 1968))
((Danish Version: Sympati For Djævlen (Lars Lilholt Band) - 2008))
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards - Peter Schleicher
Performer(s): Peter Schleicher - 1979
Gestatten meine Herrn, dass ich mich deklarier
als Mensch von feinster Lebensart
I leb mit euch seit tausend Jahr und
bring euch Brand und Mord
I spiel für euch den schwarzn Mann, i bin an allem schuld
Doch wenn's es lang so weitermachts
dann reisst ma die Geduld
Habe die Ehre, ihr wisst's doch wer i bin
und was euch so nervös macht
I steck tiaf in euch drin
Beim Militär da fallts ma gar net schwer
weil wir, wir san vom gleichn Holz
Es fühlts euch guat mit eurem G'wehr und
schiesst's auf wen es wollts
Und a jeda wird von euch ums Haxl g'legt
die Hauptsach ist, es geht uns selber gut
Habe die Ehre, ....
Gestatten meine Herren, dass ich mich deklarier
als Mensch von feinster Lebensart
I leb mit euch seit tausend Jahr und bring
euch Brand und Mord
Es g'neisst's net ob wer euch dirigiert
Es glaub's an jedn Schmäh, den man euch erzählt
Es hockts nur bled in eure Löcher drin
und g'freuts euch, wenns euch selber quälts
Habe die Ehre, ....
In jedem G'schmierten steckt a Strizzi drin
In jedem Heiligen die Sünd
Mir graust von euch, obwohl i der Teufl bin
Gegen euch bin i a braves Kind
Drum, wenn's mi trefft's seid's ilab zu mir
Seid's freundlich, seid's fidel
weil ich und eure Menschlichkeit fahrn miteinander in'd Höll
Hab die Ehre ....
Donderdag 3 augustus 1995
Your Ole Handy Man
