Woensdag 24 december 1997
Agents Of The Heart
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Agents Of The Heart
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Woensdag 24 december 1997
Whaz' Zat
Whaz' Zat
Composer(s): Shawn Phillips
Performer(s): Shawn Phillips
Lightning slaying shadows
In the tremors of the night
While he creeps among the alleys
Bringing fear before the fright
She sleeps in tattered trousers
In the ballroom's decadence
Moaning gently of her dreaming
By escorted precedence
Antiquated babblings
From a constant stream of thought
Sensitively wringing out
The rags that he has caught
Patting yet her bulging belly
She so slowly cries a smile
In anticipated suffering
Of her slowly growing child
He is speeding in a vacuum
Going nowhere but, of course
He might believe in discipline
Of a bloody kind of sort
Naturally a state of race
A never-changing spate of hate
While everything in some weird way
Does manage to relate
To her it doesn't matter more
Its chasms have been leapt
And she leans upon the skepticism of her chosen fate
Stand tall, you spittle-smattered son of man
Stand up, you hear them say
To slap you down and kick your teeth
And smile across the bay
Irrelevant eloquent pleading
Wasn't what she did this year
She passed it by and told a lie
And shed a crystal tear
For him to see, from valley's edge
From 0plateaus in the sand
And yet he has beshit himself
For being just a man
A bragging crowing sort of twit
A cast-off shade of pink
Who's brought himself and all the rest
Unto the very brink
Yet that magic urge
Continues on and plays continuum
A song of pleasure and of pain
Until that will be done
Dinsdag 23 december 1997
Agent Double-O Soul
Agent Double-O Soul
Composer(s): Charles Hatcher - Edwin Starr
Performer(s): Edwin Starr
Double-O-Soul!
I dig rock and roll music
I can do the twine and the jerk
I wear strictly continental suits
And high collared shirts
I´ve got a reputation of bein´
Gentle but bold
And that´s why they call me
Agent Double-O-Soul baby!
Agent Double-O-Soul
They call me Double-O-Soul baby
I´m Agent Double-O-Soul
I don´t carry no pistol
I don´t wear a false mustache
And you´ll never see me carrying
Around a little black bag
My real name´s no secret
But from me it will never be told
I´m just known as Agent Double-O-Soul baby!
Agent Double-O-Soul
They call me Double-O-Soul baby
I´m Agent Double-O-Soul
There once was a fella
Who was down on rock and roll
He couldn´t get himself together
He didn´t have no kind of soul
The office put me on his case
And I tracked him down right away
Now he´s a deejay on a radio show
A station that everybody knows
Call me Double-O-Soul
Call me Double-O-Soul
Double-O-Soul
Double-O-Soul
Double-O-Soul
Double-O-Soul
At my job I work real hard
I´m on the go
Rain, sleet, or snow
I´m Agent Double-O-Soul baby!
I´m Agent Double-O-Soul
They call me Double-O-Soul baby
Dinsdag 23 december 1997
What's Your Story, Morning Glory?
What's Your Story, Morning Glory?
Composer(s): Jack Lawrence; Paul Francis Webster; Mary Lou Williams
Performer(s): Duke Robillard;
and various other artists
What's your story, morning glory
What makes you look so blue
The way that you've been acting
I don't know what to do
For I love you, sure as one and one make two
What's your story, morning glory
Got a feeling there's a lot you're concealing
So, won't you let me know your point of view
What is your story, morning glory
You've got me worried too
The postman came this morning
And left a note for you
Did you read it, then you know that I love you
What's your story, morning glory
Give your answer to this patient romancer
Oh, won't you tell me that you love me too
Maandag 22 december 1997
Aged And Mellow Blues
Aged And Mellow Blues
Composer(s): Johnny Otis - Preston Love
Performer(s): Little Esther
I've got a strange philosophy
Nothing here appeals to me
I like my men like I like my whiskey
Mmm, aged and mellow!
Some girls just can't seem to see
Why these little young cats ain't moving me
But I like my men like I like my whiskey
Mmm, aged and mellow!
There's nothing a greenhorn can do for me
Cause my older daddy suits me to a T
Now I like my men like I like my whiskey
Ooh, aged and mellow!
Now listen youngster, be on your way
Don't bother me til a later day
I like my men like I like my whiskey
Mmm, aged and mellow!
Junior may be young and strong, girl
But I'll take grandpa cause he's had it longer
I like my men like I like my whiskey
Hah, aged and mellow!
Maandag 22 december 1997
What's Your Name?
What's Your Name?
Composer(s): Claude Johnson
Performer(s): Don & Juan
What's your name?
I have seen you before
What's your name?
May I walk you to your door?
It's so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ee
What's your name?
Is it Mary or Sue?
What's your name?
Do I stand a chance with you?
It's so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me
Ooh-ee, ooh-ee, ooh-ee
I stood on this corner waiting for you to come along
So my heart could feel satisf-i-ied
So please let me be your Number One
Under the moon, under the stars, and under the sun
Oh-oh, what's your name? (what's your name?)
Is it Mary or Sue?
What's your name?
Do I stand a chance with you?
It's so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me
Ooh-ee, ooh-ee, ooh-ee
What's your name?
What's your name?
Shooby-doo-bop-bah-dah!!
Zondag 21 december 1997
Age Of Reason
Age Of Reason
Composer(s): Todd Hunter - Johanna Pigott
Performer(s): John Farnham
From the day that we were born we’ve been heading down a track
Sometimes it’s made for good sometimes for bad
But if we look behind us there’s a wave coming down
Carrying us forward to a new age
What about the world around us
How can we fail to see
And now that our fathers have gone
And we’ve been left to carry on
What about the age of reason
So why can’t we be still why can’t we love each other
Is kindness an ancient skill buried by our blindness
And if we look behind us there’s a wind blowing in
To create the age of reason
If we consider carefully the options put before us
So much wisdom so much love so much waiting for us
And if we look ahead there’s the sun and the seasons
Another day another age of reason
Zondag 21 december 1997
What's Your Mama's Name
What's Your Mama's Name
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier - Earl Montgomery
Performer(s): Tanya Tucker
and multiple other artists
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Thirty some odd years ago a young man came to Memphis
Askin' 'bout a rose that used to blossom in his world
People never took the time to mind the young man's questions
Till one day they heard him ask a little green eyed girl
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Does she ever talk about a place called New Orleans
Has she ever mentioned a man named Buford Wilson
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Twenty some odd years ago a drunkard down in Memphis
Lost a month of life and labor to the county jail
Just because he asked a little green eyed girl a question
And offered her a nickel's worth of candy if she'd tell
A year and some odd days ago an old man died in Memphis
Just another wayward soul the county had to claim
Inside the old man's ragged coat they found a faded letter
That said you have a daughter and her eyes are Wilson green
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Does she ever talk about a place called New Orleans
Has she ever mentioned a man named Buford Wilson
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
What's your mama's name child, what's your mama's name
Zaterdag 20 december 1997
Age Of Greed
Age Of Greed
Composer(s): Martin Atkins - Jaz Coleman - K. Walker
Performer(s): Killing Joke
Ten percent of the land
Is the hand that pulls the strings
Be the privileged few (to have to own to hold)
Power over the people yes yes
Power over people
Be the privileged few to have to own to hold
Money property assets before lives
Green gestures of a dying planet
An endless debate only too late
An appetite for glutony
The only way is up the only way is up
But when you are up you have to try and stay there
So you stamp and cheat on people
Champagne breakfats (rewards for the killing)
And a fast waist bulging
Indulging, in what you call good living
But most of all there is too much fat on your heart - pig
A lifestyle of cholesterol
Cross collateralized cholesterol
Saving what's left from profit margin
For what?
I'll tell you what for
For some irrelevant conscience easing charity - Why?
Just to justify! Just to justify!
Look at this utopia
A society based on solid foundations
Educate our children - educate them well
To feather the nest and fuck the rest
(Yes yes feather thenest and fuck the rest)
The waste expands
(As your waist expands)
While others stand at the back of the queue
I mean you
Still the same old security
For your creature comforts
Exchanging the hours of your life
For the cash you've already spent
Eating rubbish so you can pay the rent
Table wine once a week if you'relucky
In comparison
Privatise the people's lives
Be part of the company (or fade!)
The appliance of science to privatise their lives
Water is our business
Electricity is our business
Gas is our business
Lives are our business
Business is our business
Your money - my time
Your stinking industrial bathwater - my wine
Imbalance induces hate
How will you fill the gap
Between the endless buffet
And the scraps of food I have
I feel hate I feel hate
I feel hate I feel hate
(Don't be afraid to show your hate, hate!)
You just treat me like a commodity
You didn't know I couldn't even afford to feed my family
I just want to kill
I just want to take a gun
And put it to your head
And pull the trigger
Zaterdag 20 december 1997
What's Up Doc?
What's Up Doc?
Composer(s): Carl W. Stalling
Performer(s): Mel Blanc & Arthur Q. Bryan
Oh, the carrot is a yum-yum veg-e-table!
I always eat as many as I'm able
To snitch from any stand by some fancy slight of hand
Or to purchase from the grocer...if I'm able!
When I chew them, they go crunchy, crunchy, crunch!
As a veg-e-table they're so good to munch
Oh, I'd rather have a carrot, than a zebra or a parrot
'Cause a carrot is me very favorite lunch!
E h h h h h . . .
What's up, Doc?
What's cookin'?
What's up, Doc?
Oh, you're lookin'
For Bugs Bunny bunting...
Elmer's gone a-hunting
Just to get a rabbit skin...
Oops!
The rabbit's gone again!
What's up, Doc?
What's cookin'?
Hey!...Look out!...Stop!
You're gonna hurt someone
With that old shot-gun!
E h h h h . . .
What's up, Doc?
Vrijdag 19 december 1997
Age
Age
Composer(s): Jim Croce - Ingrid Croce
Performer(s): Jim Croce
I've been up and down and around and 'round and back again
I've been so many places I can't remember where or when
And my only boss was the clock on the wall and my only friend
Never really was a friend at all
I've traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time
I've turned inside out and around about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again
Once I had myself a million, now I've only got a dime
The diff'rence don't seem quite as bad today
With a nickel or a million, I was searching all the time
For something that I never lost or left behind
I've traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time
I've turned inside out and around about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again
And Now I'm in my second circle and I'm headin' for the top
I've learned a lot of things along the way
I'll be careful while I'm climbin' 'cause it hurts a lot to drop
When your down nobody gives a damn anyway
I've traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time
I've turned inside out and around about and back and then
Found myself right back where I started again
Vrijdag 19 december 1997
What's The Use Of Getting Sober
What's The Use Of Getting Sober
Composer(s): Busby Meyers
Performer(s): Louis Jordan
1st Voice: Boy, you listen to your old Pappy
2nd Voice: Yeah, Pappy
1V: And stop drinking so much
2V: I'm-I'm ain't been doing so much drinking, Pappy
1V: Shut up, boy!
You drink all day and you drink all night and you know, son, that that ain't right
2V: Oh Pappy, you just give me a chance
I, I can, I . . .
1V: Shut up, boy!
Boy, you're lookin' thin as a twig
2V: I know that . . .
1V: Look likes your dear old Pappy - about to blow your wig
2V: Oh I'm gonna blow my wig, Pappy
What's the use of getting sober
When you're gonna get drunk again
Oh Sam done something fine
When he bought that good whiskey, beer and wine
I love my whiskey and I love my gin
Every time you see me I'm in my sin
So what's the use of getting sober
When you're gonna get drunk again
I went out last night about half past one
Thought I'd whoop it up a little and have some fun
I got me a half pint about half past two
Mmm, mmm, the way I was feeling you know what I wanna do
Got me a pint about half past four
Felt so good, went out and got me some more
Got me a quart about half past five
Boy, that was so nice didn't know if I was dead or alive
So what's the use of getting sober If you're gonna get drunk again
Oh Sam done something fine
When he bought that good whiskey, beer and wine
I love my whiskey and I love my gin
Every time you see me I'm in my sin
So what's the use of getting sober
When you're gonna get drunk again
Well I've been thinking
But I keep drinking
I guess I'm 'bout lose my mind
Donderdag 18 december 1997
Agata (Nino Ferrer - French Version)
Agata
Composer(s): Nino Ferrer
Performer(s): Nino Ferrer
Je me ronge les ongles depuis que j'ai cessé d'fumer
Je n'y vois rien, je n'ai pas de lunettes: je suis fauché
Je n'touche pas à mon salaire, je vis comme un misérable
J'ai des trous dans mes chaussettes, et les talons éculés
J'épargne et j'économise pour pouvoir te contenter
Et toi, tu fais l'infidèle avec le patron d'un café
Agata, tu me ruines
Agata, tu m'assassines
Agata, regarde, examine
Je suis un homme
Qui n'est plus
Qu'il était
Ça fait trois ans que je porte une chemise raccommodée
Et dans trois ans ce sera toujoure la même que j'porterai
Mon vieux costume bleu pétrole, on en vu de toutes les couleurs
Il est devenui verdâtre, c'était celui de pépé
Mon tailleur m'a dit: "Messieur, je n'peux plus le retourner
Je l'ai déjà fait six fois, il faudrait le mettre dans un musée"
Agata, tu me ruines
Agata, tu m'assassines
Agata, regarde, examine
Je suis un homme
Qui n'est plus
Qu'il était
J'ai réduit le repas quotidien sans hésiter
Un grand verre d'eau fraîche le matin, pas de café au lait
Quand je rentre au domicile, je ne trouve plus personne
Je soupire avec tristesse et me surprends à rêver
A quand nous jouions ensemble au docteur et aux fiancés
Maintenant je joue tout seul, mais c'est à plaisir frelaté
Agata, tu me ruines
Agata, tu m'assassines
Agata, regarde, examine
Je suis un homme
Qui n'est plus
Qu'il était
Donderdag 18 december 1997
What's The Use Of Breaking Up?
What's The Use Of Breaking Up?
Composer(s): Thom Bell; Jerry Butler; Kenny Gamble
Performer(s): Jerry Butler
Chorus:
What's the use in breakin' up
When you just turn around and make up?
Oh you say you're tired and you're uninspired
And you wanna leave me, oh baby
The last time you felt that way
Girl, you left me for a whole day
Then you called me on the telephone (hey baby)
In your sweet and your softest tone (hey baby)
Askin' me "What should we do?"
When you know all the time that I'm crazy about you
(chorus x2)
We had the same conversation
Well it couldn't have been more than a week ago
I said "Darlin', you're breakin' my heart
And I don't see how I can take much more"
I got up and walked out of the door (hey baby)
Walked on down to the corner store (hey baby)
And by the time what I said took in
I turned right around and came back again
(chorus x2)
Girl, I guess we do it 'cause it's such a groove (hey baby)
To find somethin' that you need to use (hey baby)
Oh baby, I love you, I swear
And ain't neither one of us goin' nowhere
(chorus x2)
You know that you and I both started
And if we break up we will be broken hearted
Let on I've always loved you
And I think the whole world of you
Woensdag 17 december 1997
Against The Wind
Against The Wind
Composer(s): Bob Seger
First release by: Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band - 1980
It seems like yesterday
But it was long ago
Janey was lovely, she was the queen of my nights
There in the darkness with the radio playlng low
And the secrets that we shared
The mountains that we moved
Caught like a wildfire out of control
Till there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove
And I remember what she said to me
How she swore that it never would end
I remember how she held me oh so tight
Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then
Against the wind
We were runnin' against the wind
We were young and strong, we were runnin'
against the wind
And the years rolled slowly past
And I found myself alone
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home
And I guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worried about paying or even how much I owed
Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searchin'
Searching for shelter again and again
Against the wind
A little something against the wind
I found myself seeking shelter against the wind
Well those drifters days are past me now
I've got so much more to think about
Deadlines and commitments
What to leave in, what to leave out
Against the wind
I'm still runnin' against the wind
Well I'm older now and still
Against the wind
Woensdag 17 december 1997
What's The Reason (I'm Not Pleasin' You)
What's The Reason (I'm Not Pleasin' You)
Composer(s): Jimmie Grier; Carl Hatch;
Coy Poe; Pinky Tomlin
Performer(s): Fats Waller;
and various other artists
Everything I do, I do for no one else but you
And everything I get, I feel you ought to share it too
I want to be with you dear anywhere that you may go
But when I ask if you love me, you don't say yes or no
Why don't we get along
Everything I do is wrong
Tell me, what's the reason
I'm not pleasin' you
I may kiss you but then
You don't say Kiss me again
Tell me what's the reason
I'm not pleasin' you
If you must keep me in doubt
How will I know what to do
You can change me about
I'll be what you want me to
Though I try and I try
Still I never satisfy
Tell me what's the reason
I'm not pleasin' you
Dinsdag 16 december 1997
Against All Odds (Take A Look At Me Now)
Against All Odds (Take A Look At Me Now)
Composer(s): Phil Collins
First release by: Phil Collins - 1984
Covered by multiple other artists
How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You're the only one who really knew me at all
How can you just walk away from me, when all I can do is watch you leave
Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain, and even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all
So take a look at me now, 'cos there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now, 'cos there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against all odds and that's what I've got to face
I wish I could just make you turn around, turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to you, so many reasons why
You're the only one who really knew me at all
So take a look at me now, 'cos there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now, 'cos there's just an empty space
But to wait for you, well that's all I can do and that's what I've got to face
Take a good look at me now, 'cos I'll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
That's the chance I've got to take, oh, oho
Just take a look at me now
Dinsdag 16 december 1997
What's The New Mary Jane?
What's The New Mary Jane?
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
Performer(s): The Beatles
She looks as an African queen
she eating twelve chapattis and cream
she tastes as Mongolian lamb
she coming from out of Bahran
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
She like to be married with Yeti
he grooving such cookie spaghetti
she jumping as Mexican bean
to make that her body more thin
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
She catch Patagonian pancake
with that one a gin party makes
She having all the ways good contacts
she making with Apple an contract
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
All together now
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
She looks as an African queen
she tastes as Mongolian lamb
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
What a shame Mary Jane
What a shame Mary Jane
had a pain at the party
Maandag 15 december 1997
Again We Love
Again We Love
Composer(s): Billy Currie - Rusty Egan - Dave Formula - Steve Strange - Midge Ure
Performer(s): Visage
My shining hour has come upon me here
The moment lingers in my room
These words of mad music ringing clear
I drink them in but it's gone too soon
We cry
We sigh
Again we love
And in my sweating palm, I hold the key
The image déjà-vu's again
My head is spinning with a rhapsody
The moment's over but it's not the end
We cry
We sigh
Again we love
These passing shapes feel so cool to me
The taste of perfume in the air
The crystal shimmer of a blue sea
Sun kissed beaches, but there's no one there
We cry
We sigh
Again we love
Maandag 15 december 1997
What's The Matter With You Baby
