Vrijdag 4 juli 1997
Acres Of Clams
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Vrijdag 4 juli 1997
We'll Be Together Again
We'll Be Together Again
Composer(s): Carl Fischer; Frankie Laine
Performer(s): Frankie Laine;
and various other artists
Here in a moment of darkness
remember the sun has shone
Laugh, and the world will laugh with you
Cry, and you'll cry alone
No tears, no fears
Remember, there's always tomorrow
So what if we have to part
We'll be together again
Your kiss, your smile
are memories I'll treasure forever
so try thinking with your heart
We'll be together again
Times when I know you'll be lonesome
times when I know you'll be sad
don't let temptation surround you
don't let the blues make you bad
Some day, some way
we both have a lifetime before us
for parting is not goodbye
We'll be together again
Donderdag 3 juli 1997
Acquerello
Acquerello
Performer(s): Toquinho
Sopra un foglio di carta lo vedi il sole è giallo
ma se piove due segni di biro ti danno un ombrello
Gli alberi non sono altro che fiaschi di vino girati
se ci metti due tipi là sotto saranno ubriachi
l' erba è sempre verde e se vedi un punto lontano
non ci scappa è il buon Dio o è un gabbiano e va
Verso il mare a volare ed il mare è tutto blu
e una nave a navigare ha una vela non di più
ma sott'acqua i pesci sanno dove andare
dove gli pare non dove vuoi tu
Ed il cielo sta a guardare ed il cielo è sempre blu
c'è un aereo lassù in alto e l'aereo scende giù
c'è chi a terra lo saluta con la mano
va piano piano fuori da un bar, chissà dove va
Sopra un foglio di carta lo vedi chi viaggia in treno
sono tre buoni amici che mangiano e parlano piano
da un'America all'altra è uno scherzo ci vuole un secondo
basta fare un bel cerchio ed ecco che hai tutto il mondo
Un ragazzo cammina cammina arriva ad un muro
chiude gli occhi un momento e davanti si vede il futuro già
E il futuro è un'astronave che non ha tempo nè pietà
va su Marte va dove vuole niente mai sai la fermerà
Se ci viene incontro non fa rumore
non chiede amore e non ne da
Continuiamo a suonare, lavorare in città
noi che abbiamo un pò paura, ma la paura passerà
Siamo tutti in ballo siamo sul più bello
in un acquerello che scolorirà, che scolorirà
Sopra un foglio di carta lo vedi il sole è giallo
ma se piove due segni di biro ti danno un ombrello
basta fare un bel cerchio ed ecco che hai tutto il mondo
Donderdag 3 juli 1997
We'll Be Together
We'll Be Together
Composer(s): Charles O'Curran; Dudley Brooks
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Oh, I will never forget the first night we met
T'was love I was searching for
My heart beat faster and faster, oh, so much faster
Faster than it did before
Juntos estaremos siempre por siempre
Junto a mi corazo'n siempre estara's
We'll be together, and love forever
Nothing can change our destiny
I knew the moment I kissed you, couldn't resist you
Together we belong
And then I knew in that moment just what this glow meant
Real love had come along
We'll be together, ever and ever
Close to my heart you'll always be
We'll be together, and love forever
Nothing can change our destiny
Woensdag 2 juli 1997
Acqua E Sale
Acqua E Sale
Composer(s): Giovanni Donzelli - Vincenzo Leomporro
Performer(s): Mina & Adriano Celentano; Audio Two
Semplici e un po' banali
io direi quasi prevedibili e sempre uguali
sono fatti tutti così
gli uomini e l'amore
come vedi tanti aggettivi
che si incollano su di noi
dai che non siamo poi cattivi
Tu non sei niente male
parli bene e mi sorprendi quando tiri forte
la tua moto dal motore che sento truccato
e va bene guidi tu che sei brava più di me
e io attendo che sia amore, sai
Ma io sono con te ogni giorno
perché di te ho bisogno
non voglio più
acqua e sale
mi fai bere
con un colpo mi trattieni il bicchiere
mi fai male
puoi godere se mi vedi in un angolo ore
ed ore
ore piene
come un lago
che se piove un po' di meno è uno stagno
vorrei dire...
non conviene...
sono io a pagare amore e tutte le pene
Vedi divertirsi fa bene
sento che mi rido dentro e questo non mi conviene
c'è qualcosa che non va non so dirti cosa
è la tua moto che sta giù
che vorrei guidare io
o meglio averti qui vicino a me?
Ma io sono con te ogni giorno...
Woensdag 2 juli 1997
We'll Be The Same
We'll Be The Same
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Lorenz Hart
The sun may rise and shine at night
Birds swim, and fish take flight
Heigh-ho, it's still all right
We'll be the same
They may have thirteen months in the year
Nations may disappear
Heigh-ho, no need to fear
We'll be the same
Though Hollywood's screenless
Boston beanless
And the sea turns into land
The country may tumble
I won't grumble
I'll be holding your hand
Though love no longer is in style
Heigh-ho, we'll only smile
We've got that flame
We'll be the same
Dinsdag 1 juli 1997
Acqua Azzurra, Acqua Chiara
Acqua Azzurra, Acqua Chiara
Composer(s): Mogol - Lucio Battisti
First release by: Lucio Battisti - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Ogni notte ritornar per cercarla in qualche bar
domandare "Ciao che fai?"
e poi uscire insieme a lei
Ma da quando ci sei tu, tutto questo non c'è più
Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara
con le mani posso finalmente bere
nei tuoi occhi innocenti posso ancora ritrovare
il profumo di un amore puro
puro come il tuo amor
Ti telefono se vuoi, non so ancora se c'è lui
accidenti che farò quattro amici troverò
ma da quando ci sei tu
tutto questo non c'è più
Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara
con le mani posso finalmente bere
Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara...
Son le quattro e mezza ormai
non ho voglia di dormir
a quest'ora cosa vuoi, mi va bene pure lei
ma da quando ci sei tu tutto questo non c'è più
Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara......
Acqua azzurra, acqua chiara......
Dinsdag 1 juli 1997
Well All Right (Tonight's The Night)
Well All Right (Tonight's The Night)
Composer(s): Francis Faye; Dan Howell; Don Raye
Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters;
and various other artists
Well hello Joe, what do you know
I just got back from a vaudeville show
Do-hoo you sing and dance
I-hi'll take a chance
We-ell OK let us go
Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig
Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi
Well all right for tonight is the night to be bright
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Oh we're goin', I don't know where we'll go but we're goin'
Oh we're goin', the only thing I know is that we're goin'
Feel the rhythm runnin' through ya
You know tonight's the night
Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig
Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi
Well all right, well all right, well all right, well all right
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Do-da-de, do-da-de, do-da-de-da-de-da-de-da-de-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig
Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi
Well all right for tonight is the night to be bright
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Oh-oh-oh we're goin' away, we're goin' away
I don't know where we're goin' but we're goin' away
Well come on Jack let's get ready to pack
We're gonna hop a jolly car ride down to Dixieland
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Well all right (well all right) dig, dig, dig
Well all right (well all right) chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right (well all right) hi, hi, hi
Well all right, well all right, well all right, well all right
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Well all right dig, dig, dig
Well all right chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right, hear the music talkin' to ya
You know the blues will go right through ya
Well all right, well all right
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-rip
Well all right dig, dig, dig
Well all right chuff, chuff, chuff
Well all right, hi, hi, hi
Well all right, well all right, well all right, well all right
The music's stompin' to ya, you know tonight's the night
Maandag 30 juni 1997
Ack Värmeland du Sköna
Ack Värmeland du Sköna
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Stan Getz
and multiple other artists
Ack, Värmeland, du sköna, du härliga land
du krona bland Svea rikes länder!
Och komme jag än mitt i det förlovade land
till Värmeland jag ändå återvänder
Ja, där vill jag leva, ja, där vill jag dö
Om en gång ifrån Värmeland jag tager mig en mö
så vet jag att aldrig jag mig ångrar
I Värmeland är lustigt att leva och att bo
Det landet jag prisar så gärna
Där klappar det hjärtan med heder och med tro
Så fasta som bergenas kärna
Och var och en svensk uti Svea rikes land
Som kommer att gästa vid Klarälvens strand
han finner blott bröder och systrar
I Värmeland -- ja, där vill jag bygga och bo
med enklaste lycka förnöjder
Dess dalar och skog ge mig tystnadens ro
och luften är frisk på dess höjder
Och forsarna sjunga sin ljuvliga sång
vid den vill jag somma så stilla en gång
och vila i värmeländska jorden
Maandag 30 juni 1997
Welcome To The Pleasuredome
Welcome To The Pleasuredome
Composer(s): Andrew Gill; Gary Johnson;
Paul Morley; Brian Nash; O'Toole
Performer(s): Frankie Goes To Hollywood;
Vienna Symphonic Orchestra Project
The world is my oyster........
Ha ha ha ha ha........
The animals are winding me up
The jungle call
The jungle call
Who-ha who-ha who-ha who-ha
In Xanadu did Kublai Khan
A pleasuredome erect
Moving on keep moving on-yeah
Moving at one million miles an hour
Using my power
I sent it by the hour
I have it so I'm mocking it
You really can afford it-yeah
Really can afford it
Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top
Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top
There goes a supernova
What a pushover-yeah
There goes a supernova
What a pushover
We're a long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
On our way home
Going home where lovers roam
Long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
Moving on
Keep moving on
I will give you diamonds by the shower
Love your body even when it's old
Do it just as only I can do it
And never ever doing what I'm told
Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top
Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top
There goes a supernova
What a pushover-yeah
There goes a supernova
What a pushover
Keep moving on
Got to reach the top
Don't stop
Pay love and life-oh my
Keep moving on
On again-yeah
Shooting stars never stop
Shooting stars never stop
Shooting stars never stop
Even when they reach the top
There goes a supernova
What a pushover
We're a long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
On our way home
Going home where lovers roam
Long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
We're a long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
On our way home
Going home where lovers roam
Long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
Who-ha who-ha
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
Welcome........ha ha ha ha ha........
Long way from home
Welcome to the Pleasuredome
Zondag 29 juni 1997
The Acid Queen
The Acid Queen
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release by: The Who - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
If your child ain't all he should be now
This girl will put him right
I'll show him what he could be now
Just give me one night
I'm the gypsy, the acid queen
Pay me before I start
I'm the gypsy and I'm guaranteed
To mend his aching heart
Give us a room, close the door
Leave us for a while
You won't be a boy no more
Young, but not a child
I'm the gypsy, the acid queen
Pay me before I start
I'm the gypsy, I'm guaranteed
To tear your soul apart
Gather your wits and hold them fast
Your mind must learn to roam
Just as the gypsy queen must do
You're gonna hit the road
My work's been done, now look at him
He's never been more alive
His head it shakes, his fingers clutch
Watch his body writhe
I'm the gypsy, the acid queen
Pay me before I start
I'm the gypsy, I'm guaranteed
To break your little heart
If your child ain't all he should be now
This girl will put him right
I'll show him what he could be now
Just give me one more night
I'm the gypsy, the acid queen
Pay me before I start
I'm the gypsy, I'm guaranteed
To tear your soul apart
Zondag 29 juni 1997
Welcome To The Music
Welcome To The Music
Composer(s): David Gates
Performer(s): Bread
Welcome to the music - welcome to the Guitar man
Know you're gonna love it - gonna do the best we can
And to help us along - think we're gonna need us a band
Lately we been playin' - travelin' in the jets and cars
Smilin' at the people - lookin'at the rock and roll stars
I tell you Carnegie Hall's better than those honky tonk bars
Well if it's true what music can do
To soothe the savage beast like they say
Well just relax and lie on your backs
'Cause beastly is the way we play
Now we're through talkin' - gonna speak another day
Love to play it funky - love to hear the symphony
And to start us along - Larry's gonna play it in "C"
Don't touch that dial - won't you come and stay for awhile
Zaterdag 28 juni 1997
The Acid Commercial
The Acid Commercial
Performer(s): Country Joe & The Bevis Frond
Hands up Charlie and-uh...
Now if you're tired or a bit run down
Can't seem to getcha feet off the ground
Maybe you oughta try a little bit of L.S.D.
Only if you want to
Shake your head and rattle your brain
Make you act just a bit insane
Give you all the psychic energy you need
Eat flowers and kiss babies
L.S.D.
For you and me!
Zaterdag 28 juni 1997
Welcome To Paradise
Welcome To Paradise
Composer(s): Graham Gouldman; Eric Stewart
Performer(s): 10cc
I kissed my mother
Shook the hand of my brother
And I said goodbye to the woman I loved
It may seem like a madness
To be leaving the love nest
But I'm taking a chance on a place far away
Welcome to paradise
Who said you can't live twice
You will find heaven is here on earth
Welcome to paradise
Did somebody say . . .
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
A coup coming on
Bad vibrations (there's a coup coming on)
Feeling the tension (there's a coup coming on)
No smoke without fire (there's a coup coming on)
I could smell the danger
Never dance with a stranger
But the music took me and soon I was lost
So I questioned a lady
But her answers were crazy
And before I knew I was counting the cost
Welcome to paradise
Love it but don't look twice
You'll soon be living in make believe
Welcome to paradise
Did somebody say . . .
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
A coup coming on
Somebody help me (there's a coup coming on)
(welcome to paradise)
So much I don't follow (there's a coup coming on)
(welcome to paradise)
I'm not looking for trouble (there's a coup coming on)
(welcome to paradise)
There's a coup coming on
A coup coming on
I shouldn't have come
No I shouldn't have come
Why did I come, hey!
The clouds were gathering
And the temperature rising
Be no turning back all my bridges were burned
Then it hit me, jumped up and bit me
Now I'm under your spell I can never return
This is your paradise
Now you must pay the price
You should have flown
When the coup was blown
Welcome to paradise
Did somebody say . . .
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
There's a coup coming on
A coup coming on
A band on the run
Annie get your gun
Vrijdag 27 juni 1997
Don't Tell My Heart
Don't Tell My Heart
((aka Achy Breaky Heart (Billy Ray Cyrus) - 1992); Achy Breaky Song ("Weird Al" Yankovic) - 1993))
Composer(s): Don Von Tress
First release by: Marcy Brothers - 1991
Covered by multiple other artists
Well, you can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when I am gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms go back to the farm
Or you can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more
But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
It might blow up and kill this man
You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas
Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff who's fist can tell my lip
He never really liked me anyway
Or tell your aunt Louise tell anything you please
Myself already knows I'm not okay
Or you can tell my eye to watch out for my mind
It might be walkin' out on me today
But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
It might blow up and kill this man
But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
It might blow up and kill this man
Vrijdag 27 juni 1997
Welcome To My World
Welcome To My World
Composer(s): Ray Winkler; John Hathcock
Performer(s): Jim Reeves
Welcome to my world
Won't you come on in
Miracles, I guess
Still happen now and then
Step into my heart
Leave your cares behind
Welcome to my world
Built with you in mind
Knock and the door will open
Seek and you will find
Ask and you'll be given
The key to this world of mine
I'll be waiting here
With my arms unfurled
Waiting just for you
Welcome to my world
Waiting just for you
Welcome to my world
Donderdag 26 juni 1997
Achin' To Be
Achin' To Be
Composer(s): Paul Westerberg
First release by: The Replacements - 1989
Covered by multiple other artists
Well she's kind of like an artist
Sittin' on the floor
Never finishes, she abandons
Never shows a soul
And she's kind of like a movie
Everyone rushes to see
And no one understands it
Sittin' in their seats
She opens her mouth to speak and
What comes out's a mystery
Thought about, not understood
She's achin' to be
Well she dances alone in nightclubs
Every other day of the week
People look right through her
Baby doll, check your cheek
And she's kind of like a poet
Who finds it hard to speak
Poems come so slowly
Like the colors down a sheet
She opens her mouth to speak and
What comes out's a mystery
Thought about, not understood
She's achin' to be
I've been achin' for a while now, friend
I've been achin' hard for years
Well she's kind of like an artist
Who uses paints no more
You never show me what you're doing
Never show a soul
Well, I saw one of your pictures
There was nothin' that I could see
If no one's on your canvas
Well, I'm achin' to be
She closes her mouth to speak and
Closes her eyes to see
Thought about an' only loved
She's achin' to be
Just like me
Donderdag 26 juni 1997
Welcome To My Nightmare
Welcome To My Nightmare
Composer(s): Alice Cooper; Dick Wagner
Performer(s): Alice Cooper;
Cold Ethyl; Ronnie James Dio; Victims in Ecstacy
Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel like you belong
A nocturnal vacation
Unnecessary sedation
You want to feel at home 'cause you belong
Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
I hope I didn't scare you
That's just the way we are when we come down
We sweat and laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here
Welcome to my breakdown
Whoa
You're welcome to my nightmare
Yeah
Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel that you belong
We sweat laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here
Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
Yeah
Woensdag 25 juni 1997
Achilles' Last Stand
Achilles' Last Stand
Composer(s): Robert Plant - Jimmy Page
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists
It was an April morning
When they told us we should go
As I turn to you
You smiled at me
How could we say no?
With all the fun to have
To live the dreams we always had
Woa the songs to sing
When we at last return again
Sending off a glancing kiss
To those who claim they know
To know the streets the seaman hears
The devil is in his hole
Oh to sail away
To sandy lands and other days
Oh to touch the dream
Hides inside and never seen, yeah
Into the sun the south the north
Lies the first of hope
The shackles of commitment fell
In pieces on the ground
Oh to ride the wind
To tread the air above the din
Oh to laugh aloud
Dancing as we fought the crowd
To seek the man whose pointing hand
The giant step unfolds
With guidance from the curving path
That churns up into stone
If one bell should ring
In celebration for a king
So fast the heart should beat
As proud the head with heavy feet, yeah
Days went by when you and I
Made an eternal summers glow
As far away and distant
Our mutual time to grow
Oh the sweet refrain
Soothes the soul and calms the pain
Oh Albion remains, sleeping now to rise again
Wandering upon the rings
What place to rest the search
The mighty arms of Atlas
Hold the heavens from the earth
The mighty arms of Atlas
Hold the heavens from the earth
From the earth
Ooooooooooooooh
I know the way, know the way, know the way, know the way
I know the way, know the way, know the way, know the way
Ooh, ahh ...
Oh the mighty arms of Atlas
Hold the heavens from the earth
Oooh, ahh ...
Woensdag 25 juni 1997
Farewell To Dreams
