Donderdag 20 augustus 2009
Living In America
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Living In America ((aka Living With A Hernia (by "Weird Al" Yankovic) - 1986))
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Donderdag 20 augustus 2009
Meester Prikkebeen
Meester Prikkebeen
Composer(s): Boudewijn de Groot; L.H. Nijgh
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot
Hij staat in de sneeuw aan de poort van de stad
En prikt de dagen van december op z'n hoed
Hij fluit z'n pluche lapjeskat
Want hij heeft last van muizenissen die nesten maken in z'n baard
Maar 't dier laat hem altijd mooi fluiten
't Dier preekt ernstig voor de vissen
Gevallen van een haringkar
Hij lokt de dagen met z'n lied
De dagen vliegen, hij blijft staan
Waar komt hij vandaan
Waar komt hij vandaan
Hij koestert de dagen van rood cellofaan
Van glitter en watten en sterrenpapier
Geen mens kent zijn naam
Geen mens kent zijn naam
Meester Prikkebeen
Meester Prikkebeen
Mensen lopen langs hem heen
Hij blijft alleen meester Prikkebeen
Lantaarnopstekers gaan stil door de nacht
Hij speelt z'n draailier voor hun harige gezicht
Slaap gerust, sluimer zacht
Een paladijn met zijn soldaten blijft even luisteren naar hem
Toch blijft z'n schotel leeg, ze lachen
Alleen een meisje blijft staan praten
Een mager meisje van plezier
Waarom speel jij geen ander lied
Je ogen en je mond zijn koud
Ik weet geen refrein
Ik draag op m'n borsten een sleutel van goud
Het licht in m'n oog is een ster die verschiet
Zo kan ik niet zijn
Meester Prikkebeen
Meester Prikkebeen
Mensen lopen langs hem heen
Hij blijft alleen meester Prikkebeen
Ze danst in de sneeuw en ze speelt tamboerijn
Terwijl de lapjeskat heel stil de passie preekt
Het geurt naar brood en warme wijn
En in de sneeuwnacht bij de ballen verwachten ze 't nieuwe jaar
De laatste nacht komt aangevlogen
De laatste slagen zijn gevallen
'n Vuurpijl spuit de hemel in
En morgen verdwijnen ze over het land
Morgen verdwijnen ze over het land
Het nieuwe jaar is wijd en groen
Een bloemenwei is leeg en groen
Nooit zien ze hem weer
Nooit zien ze hem weer
Wie weet wat de dagen
Wie weet wat de dagen dit jaar zullen doen dit jaar zullen doen
Zij speelt met de kat
Zij speelt met de kat
En hij zwaait met zijn hand
En hij zwaait met zijn hand
Vaarwel en tot ziens
Vaarwel en tot ziens
Misschien tot ziens
Misschien tot ziens
Meester Prikkebeen
Meester Prikkebeen
Mensen lopen langs hem heen
Hij blijft alleen meester Prikkebeen
Woensdag 19 augustus 2009
Living In A Child's Dream
Living In A Child's Dream
Composer(s): Mick Bower
Performer(s): The Master's Apprentices
See the windows of the green house, their painted yellow like doors
See the child who sits in wonder, at this brightly colored scene
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and shows them all his tricks
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream
See the mountains made of ice cream, with cherries doted on their slopes
And over there's a chocolate tree trunk ,mint leaves are hanging from the boughs
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and shows them all his tricks
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again living in a child's dream
A land of fairy tales and good things, is all a child will dream all day
And while he's young he'll have no reason, to cry for someone gone away
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and shows them all his tricks
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream
Woensdag 19 augustus 2009
Mediterraneo (Joan Manuel Serrat)
Mediterraneo
Composer(s): Joan Manuel Serrat
Performer(s): Joan Manuel Serrat
Quizá porque mi niñez
sigue jugando en tu playa
y escondido tras las cañas
duerme mi primer amor
llevo tu luz y tu olor
por dondequiera que vaya
y amontonado en tu arena
tengo amor, juegos y penas
Yo, que en la piel tengo el sabor
amargo del llanto enterno
que han vertido en ti cien pueblos
de Algeciras a Estambul
para que pintes de azul
sus largas noches de invierno
A fuerza de desvinturas
tu alma es profunda y oscura
A tus atardeceres rojos
se acostubraron mis ojos
como el recodo al camino...
Soy cantor, soy embustero
me gusta el juego y el vino
Tengo alma de marinero...
Qué le voy a hacer, si yo
nací en el Mediterraneo
Y te acercas, y te vas
despueés de besar mi aldea
Jugando con la marea
te vas, pensando en volver
Eres como una mujer
perfumadita de brea
que se añora y se quiere
que se conoce y se teme
Ay, si un día para mi mal
viene a buscarme la parca
Empujad al mar mi barca
con un levante otoñal
y dejad que el temporal
desguace sus alas blancas
Y a mi enterradme sin duelo
entre la playa y el cielo...
En la ladera de un monte
más alto que el horizonte
Quiero tener buena vista
Mi cuerpo será camino
le daré verde a los pinos
y amarillo a la genista...
Cerca del mar
Porque yo nací en el Mediterraneo
Dinsdag 18 augustus 2009
Living For You
Living For You
Composer(s): Leo Robin - Ralph Rainger
Performer(s): Peggy Lee
Living for you is easy living
It’s easy to live when you’re in love
And I’m so in love
There’s nothing in life but you
I’ll never regret the years I’m giving
It’s easy to give when you’re in love
I’m happy to do whatever I do for you
For you, maybe I’m a fool, but it’s fun
People say you rule me
With one waive of your hand
Darling, it’s strange,
They just don’t understand
That living for you is easy living
It’s easy to live when you’re in love
And I’m so in love
There’s nothing in life but you
Dinsdag 18 augustus 2009
Mediterraneo (Dalida)
Mediterraneo (Sarà Sarà)
(French & Spanish Versions: Soleil; Soleil Mi Sol)
Composer(s): Gian Guarnieri - G. Manicardi - Antonio Summa
Performer(s): Dalida
Sarà sarà, mediterraneo, sarà sarà la musica sarà
Barche dondolate
Flirt di mezza estate
Dolce vento d'olio di cocco vedrà
Tiepide serate
Un whiski e ghiaccio cambierà
Sere piene di nuvole
Un cameriere verserà
Rose e complicità
Sarà sarà Mediterraneo
Sarà sarà la musica sarà
Dentro di me qualcosa cambierà
Chissà domani quale amore resterà
Sarà sarà Mediterraneo
Sarà sarà la sera al Tropico
Un'eco che non si ripeterà
Ed una donna che non dira mai
Oh mai, mai mai mai mai, oh mai, mai mai mai mai
Libro scritto male
Film di carnevale
Copre coi fiori coi trucchi coi se
Voglie di volare
Apiedi nudi ballero
Sulla spiaggia che sa di blu
E di quell'uomo resterà
Sabbia niente di più
Sarà sarà Mediterraneo
Sarà sarà la musica sarà
Dentro di me qualcosa cambierà
Chissà domani quale amore resterà
Sarà sarà Mediterraneo
Sarà sarà la sera al Tropico
Un'eco che non si ripeterà
Ed una donna che non dira mai
Oh mai, mai mai mai mai, oh mai, mai mai mai mai
Guardo nello specchio
Dritto nei miei occhi
La mia mente vola lontano da amanti
Tinti di rossetti
Il corpo è un gatto libero
Quante volte ti tradirà
Ma senza nomi inutili
Solo con verità
Sarà sarà
Sarà sarà mediterraneo
Sarà sarà la musica sarà
Dentro di me qualcosa cambierà
Chissà domani quale amore resterà
Sarà sarà Mediterraneo
Sarà sarà la sera al Tropico
Un'eco che non si ripeterà
Ed una donna che non dira mai
Oh mai, mai mai mai mai, oh mai, mai mai mai mai
Maandag 17 augustus 2009
Living For The City
Living For The City
((Finnish Version: Liikaa Stadiin (by Kirka) - 1975))
Composer(s): Stevie Wonder
First release by: Stevie Wonder - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong moving in the right direction
Living just enough, just enough for the city...ee ha!
His father works some days for fourteen hours
And you can bet he barely makes a dollar
His mother goes to scrub the floors for many
And you'd best believe she hardly gets a penny
Living just enough, just enough for the city... yeah!
His sister's black but she is sho'nuff pretty
Her skirt is short but Lord her legs are sturdy
To walk to school she's got to get up early
Her clothes are old but never are they dirty
Living just enough, just enough for the city...um hum
Her brother's smart he's got more sense than many
His patience's long but soon he won't have any
To find a job is like a haystack needle
Cause where he lives they don't use colored people
Living just enough, just enough for the city...
Living just enough...
For the city... ooh, ooh
(Repeat several times)
His hair is long, his feet are hard and gritty
He spends his life walking the streets of New York City
He's almost dead from breathing in air pollution
He tried to vote but to him there's no solution
Living just enough, just enough for the city...v yeah,yeah,yeah!
I hope you hear inside my voice of sorrow
And that it motivates you to make a better tomorrow
This place is cruel no where could be much colder
If we don't change the world will soon be over
Living just enough, stop giving just enough for the city!!!!
La, La, La, La, La, La
Da Ba Da Da Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da
(Repeat)
Maandag 17 augustus 2009
Meditation Mama (Transcendental Woman Travels)
Meditation Mama (Transcendental Woman Travels)
Composer(s): John Phillips; Lou Adler
Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas
Transcendental mama travels
Feet barely touch the ground
Time don’t mean a thing
Except that the world goes around
Meditation woman
Rather walk than ride
Never really quite convinced
She’s not supposed to fly
Mojo daddy mystic
Wants both feet on the ground
Meditation mama
Keeps them spinning around
For her sweet love
Completely, good love for me
Up and down the western coast
In and out of bounds
Searching for her eastern ghost
And his magic fountain
Always just a thought behind
Never there beside her
Mojo daddy doesn’t mind
He knows he’s inside her
Transcendental mama travels
Feet barely touch the ground
You know the world goes around
For her sweet love
Completely, good love for me
Zondag 16 augustus 2009
Living Doll
Living Doll
Composer(s): Lionel Bart
First release by: Cliff Richard & The Drifters - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1976 - La' Dem Dog (by Bamses Venner)
1995 - Living Doll (Dutch Version) (by Paul Severs)
Got myself a cryin', talkin', sleepin', walkin', livin' doll
Gonna do my best to please her just cos she's a livin' doll
Got a rovin' eye and that is why she satisfies my soul
Got myself a cryin', sleepin', walkin', livin' doll
Well, take a look at her hair, it's real
If you don't believe what I say, just feel
I'm gonna lock her up in a trunk so no big hunk
Can steal her away from me
Got myself a cryin', talkin', sleepin', walkin', livin' doll
Gonna do my best to please her just cos she's a livin' doll
Got a rovin' eye and that is why she satisfies my soul
I got the one and only walkin', talkin', livin' doll
Zondag 16 augustus 2009
Medicine Jar
Medicine Jar
Composer(s): Jimmy McCulloch; Colin Allen
Performer(s): Wings
What's Wrong With You?
I Wish I Knew
You Say Time And Tell
I Hope That's True
There's More To Life Than Blues And Reds
I Say, I Know How You Feel
Now Your Friends Are Dead
Dead On Your Feet, You Won't Get Far
If You Keep On Sticking Your Hand
In The Medicine Jar
Now Don't Give Up
Whatever You Do
You Say Time Will Tell
I Hope That's True
If You Go Down And Lose Your Head
I Say, I Know How You Feel
Now Your Friends Are Dead
Dead On Your Feet, You Won't Get Far
If You Keep On Sticking Your Hand
In The Medicine Jar
Dead On Your Feet ...
What Can I Do?
I Can't Let Go
You Say Time Will Heal
But Very Slow
So Don't Forget The Things You Said
I Say I Know How You Feel
Now Your Friends Are Dead
Dead On Your Feet, You Won't Get Far
If You Keep On Sticking Your Hand
In The Medicine Jar
Zaterdag 15 augustus 2009
Living At The Canterbury
Living At The Canterbury
Composer(s): Wiedlin
Performer(s): The Go-Go's
Okay living in the city
Whores outside a-posing
Traffic noise a lullaby
Skyscapers better than the blue skies
We can do what we want
We can say what we please
We can be who we want
Being poor's okay by me
Proud I don't have no TV
Living at the Canterbury
(My friends think I'm a fool)
Living at the Canterbury
I guess it's pretty cool
Living at the Canterbury
Fighting off the roaches
Like being in a dormitory
Till rental due approaches
(Don't know where we'll get the cash)
Spent it all on booze
I'm no fool with credit cards
It's better not to think
Sometimes little I like to think!
Zaterdag 15 augustus 2009
Media Vuelta
Media Vuelta
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): Eydie Gorme
and multiple other artists
Te vas porque yo quiero que te vayas
a la hora que yo quiera te detengo
yo sé que mi cariño te hace falta
porque quieras o no yo soy tu dueño
Yo quiero que te vayas por el mundo
y quiero que conozcas mucha gente
yo quiero que te besen otros labios
para que me compares hoy como siempre
Si encuentras un amor que te comprenda
y sientas que te quiere más que nadie
entonces yo daré la media vuelta
y me iré con el sol cuando muera la tarde
entonces yo daré la media vuelta
y me iré con el sol cuando muera la tarde
Si encuentras un amor que te comprenda
y sientas que te quiere más que nadie
entonces yo daré la media vuelta
y me iré con el sol cuando muera la tarde
entonces yo daré la media vuelta
y me iré con el sol cuando muera la tarde
Te vas porque yo quiero que te vayas
Vrijdag 14 augustus 2009
Living And Dying
Living And Dying
Composer(s): Klaus Meine - Rudolf Schenker - Rudolph Schenker
Performer(s): Scorpions
In the dirty old city
There is my home
There's my home, there's my home
There is my home
Nothing really looks pretty
And I've been alone
I've been alone, I've been alone
I've been alone
And made my heart
Maybe we should start crying
Living and dying
And made my heart
Maybe we should start crying
Living and dying
In the house of darkness
There's a magic stone
Magic stone, magic stone
The magic stone
But I couldn't find it
'Cause the shine is gone
Shine is gone, shine is gone
The shine is gone
And made my heart
Maybe we should start crying
Living and dying
And made my heart
Maybe we should start crying
Living and dying
Living and dying
Living and dying
Vrijdag 14 augustus 2009
Media Luz En Paris
Media Luz En Paris
Composer(s): A. Abonizio; R. Goldin
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Da la media luz en Paris
en Buenos Aires las seis
volando sobre Berlin
el whisky manchado de rouge
Escribo como confesión
te amo y te odio a la vez
cuando bajas del avión
seguro hay una extra de hotel
Pero las noches que paso sin vos
me toco el cuerpo y recuerdo
me rio de las cosas que hago
cuando estoy solo
las noches que paso sin voz
me toco el cuerpo y recuerdo
me rio de las cosas que hago
cuando estoy solo
Quisiera poder clausurar
los cielos con un murallon
y que te licues en mi
flotando en el paladar
Hay tanta verdad sin amor
mareo al subir y bajar
la pista tu respiracion
turbinas que dan la señal
Donderdag 13 augustus 2009
Living All Alone
Living All Alone
Composer(s): Cynthia Biggs - Kenny Gamble - Thom Bell
Performer(s): Phyllis Hyman
There used to be time in my life when we were lovers
And we shared this apartment together just us two
I think of how we planned to get married
Saying "Love how I used to know you well"
Whoa Oh I can't stand this living all alone
Whoa Oh I can't stand this living all alone
Oh No No No Whoa
Now I love what's in my life and I find it's a mellow world
I'm not even the same I'm a different girl
Yesterday I was somebody's baby
Now today I'm a woman on my own
Whoa Oh I can't stand this living all alone
Whoa Oh I can't stand this living all alone
It feels good to have somebody hold you tight
It feels good to have somebody love you right
Who would end all my long and lonely nights?
Whoa Oh I can't stand this living all alone
Whoa Oh I can't stand this living all alone
Whoa Oh I can't stand this living all, oouuu all alone
Oh, I don't want to be alone
Oh weeee aaaaaa
Oh I don't want to be alone
We used to be such lovers
We used to care for one another
Aaaaaaaa aaaa aaaa aaaa
I don't want to be, I don't want to be alone
No no, No no
No Oooooooooo No
I don't want to be alone
No No No
Need ya, Love ya
Come back to me oooohhhh
I love you
Oh please, please come back to me baby
Ooooouuu Yeah
I can't stand to be alone
I can't stand it
Don't want to be alone
Donderdag 13 augustus 2009
Medallita De La Suerte
Medallita De La Suerte
Composer(s): M. Batistella; Carlos Gardel; Jose Razzano
Performer(s): Carlos Gardel
Muchas glorias me dio el mundo
al brindarme sus ofrendas
son tantas, que las confundo
aflojándoles las riendas
Gran poder es el dinero
mas de todas esas prendas
es a vos a quien más quiero
Medallita de la suerte
que te llevo desde niño
es tan grande mi cariño
como el miedo de perderte
Yo nací para quererte
porque junto a mi cunita
te bendijo mi viejita
con el llanto de su amor
Fuiste para mí canción de cuna
en mis noches, blanca luna
flor del aire en mi camino
esperanza en mi destino
y serás en mi partida
la canción de despedida
cuando a todos diga adiós
¡Nunca yo podré olvidar
que fuiste vos
mi dulce prenda querida!
Medallita de la suerte
que te llevo desde niño
es tan grande mi cariño
como el miedo de perderte
Yo nací para quererte
porque junto a mi cunita
te bendijo mi viejita
con el llanto de su amor
¡Siempre así, corazón
con el mismo amor los dos!
Woensdag 12 augustus 2009
Lovin' Up A Storm
Lovin' Up A Storm
((French Version: Barbe Bleue (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1965))
Composer(s): Luther Dixon - Allyson Khent
First release by: Jerry Lee Lewis & His Pumping Piano - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
When our kisses fly like oak leaves
Caught in a gust of wind
My heart beats fast, a clickty-clack
Like a train goin' round a bend
I call that Lovin' Up a Storm!
I said that's Lovin Up a Storm!
Well it's good for you honey
It won't do you no harm
Ah when a we get with it darlin'
All I can hear is a sigh
Something touches you deep in your heart
Like it's lightin' from the sky
I call that Lovin' Up a Storm!
Whoaa Lovin Up a Storm!
Well it's good for you baby
It won't do you no harm
Ohhhhh!
When we're embracing darlin'
I get wild as a hurricane
Ah when we kiss Great Balls of Fire!
Ice-water's running through my veins
I call that Lovin' Up a Storm!
Ohhh Lovin Up a Storm!
Well it's good for you baby
It won't do you no harm
Well it's good for you baby
It won't do you no harm
Oh... It's good for you baby
It won't do you no harm
Woensdag 12 augustus 2009
Medac
Medac
Originally performed by: The Who
Henry Pond had no fun
Had a face like a currant bun
This adolescent little fella
Was nicknamed by his friends "Old Yella"
The doctors gave him creams and lotions
To try to sooth the boys emotions
But all in vain; the acne stayed
Henry's hopes began to fade
Then, when just about to crack
He found another cream - Medac
When Henry in the mirror peered
His pimples all had disappeared
Henry laughed and yelled "I got 'em!
Me face is like a baby's bottom"
Dinsdag 11 augustus 2009
Living A Lie
Living A Lie
Composer(s): Peter DeAngelis - Jean Sawyer
Performer(s): Al Martino
Why cry when she tells you she's leaving?
A teardrop or two won't keep her loving you
Be grateful she's gone, no more to lead you on
Only fools want to try living a li-i-i-ie
You can't change her mind with your grievin'
It's wrong to pretend, let it end
This first love may die but you've still got time, give it one more try
And that's better than living a lie
Be grateful she's gone, no more to lead you on
Only fools want to try living a li-i-i-ie
This first love may die but you've still got time, give it one more try
And that's better than living a lie
And that's better than livin' a lie
Dinsdag 11 augustus 2009
Méchante Avec De Jolis Seins
