Donderdag 25 april 1974
The Emperor Waltz
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The Emperor Waltz
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Donderdag 25 april 1974
Casanova (Roxy Music)
Casanova
Composer(s): Bryan Ferry
First release by: Roxy Music - 1974
You - the hero
So many times
You´ve loved
And didn´t linger
Now my finger
Points at you
- Another loser
You - an island
On your own
Complete
In every detail
Monumental
A precious jewel
Or just a fool
Innovator
It´s in your mind
And blood
I watch it simmer
I see you´re courting
More despair
No hope?
Not a glimmer
Now you´re nothing
But second hand
In glove
With second rate now
Now you´re flirting
With heroin
- Or is it cocaine?
Casanova -
Is that your name
Or do you live there?
I know my place
Is here with you
Tonight
But not together
Donderdag 25 april 1974
Flowerman
Flowerman
Composer(s): Andrew Jackman; Steve Nardelli
Performer(s): Syn
Flowerman, a sunshine showerman
Oh, and I make a living
Yes by giving, a sunshine to those ???
Flowerman
I'm a flowerman
I'm a flowerman
For that is whats I am
I'm a flowerman
I've got a spade and a watering can
And I spend my hours, yes with flowers
And devoting to them, my hours
I'm a flowerman
I'm a flowerman
I'm a flowerman
Well that is whats I am
Flowers are like people
They get sentimental, all of them
From the Daisy to the Rose
Flowers are a thing of beauty
They need care from somebody like me
Someone who knows
Yes a flowerman, a sunshine showerman
And I make a living, yes by giving attention
To those ???
Flowerman
I'm a flowerman
I'm a flowerman
For that is whats I am
Yes a flowerman
A flowerman
Yes a flowerman
That's what I am, a flowerman
Oh that's, that's whats I am
Flowerman
Flowerman
Flowerman
Woensdag 24 april 1974
The Elements
The Elements
Composer(s): Tom Lehrer - Arthur Sullivan
Performer(s): Tom Lehrer
There's antimony, arsenic, aluminum, selenium
And hydrogen and oxygen and nitrogen and rhenium
And nickel, neodymium, neptunium, germanium
And iron, americium, ruthenium, uranium
Europium, zirconium, lutetium, vanadium
And lanthanum and osmium and astatine and radium
And gold and protactinium and indium and gallium (gasp)
And iodine and thorium and thulium and thallium
There's yttrium, ytterbium, actinium, rubidium
And boron, gadolinium, niobium, iridium
And strontium and silicon and silver and samarium
And bismuth, bromine, lithium, beryllium, and barium
Isn't that interesting? I knew you would
I hope you're all taking notes, because there's going to be a short quiz next period...
There's holmium and helium and hafnium and erbium
And phosphorus and francium and fluorine and terbium
And manganese and mercury, molybdenum, magnesium
Dysprosium and scandium and cerium and cesium
And lead, praseodymium and platinum, plutonium
Palladium, promethium, potassium, polonium
And tantalum, technetium, titanium, tellurium (gasp)
And cadmium and calcium and chromium and curium
There's sulfur, californium and fermium, berkelium
And also mendelevium, einsteinium, nobelium
And argon, krypton, neon, radon, xenon, zinc and rhodium
And chlorine, carbon, cobalt, copper, tungsten, tin and sodium
These are the only ones of which the news has come to Hahvard
And there may be many others but they haven't been discahvered
Woensdag 24 april 1974
Casablanca
Casablanca
Composer(s): Dane Donohue - David Getreau - M. Fisher
Performer(s): Dane Donohue
Meeting in a jungle of a hundred burning suns
We couldn't hide, we couldn't run
Inner city art mirages, you never know who to trust
This isn't fantasy, this is us
Oh Casablanca, you were my island
Lost in the middle of an ocean of sand
We were actors in their dreams, ain't it true, baby
Oh Casablanca, you were my island
Lost in the middle of an ocean of sand
We had everybody's eyes upon us
We're the fundamental things of life
We're the strangers as time goes by
Sound stage 7, you'd pretend you're not there
Cameras are rolling, make believe you don't care
We were actors in their dreams, ain't it true, baby
Oh Casablanca, you were my island
Lost in the middle of an ocean of sand
Oh Casablanca, you'll never change
Oh Casablanca, you'll never change
Woensdag 24 april 1974
Flower Punk
Flower Punk
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa; Grandmothers;
Mothers of Invention; The Muffin Men
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
flower in your hand?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
flower in your hand?
Well, I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a
psychedelic band
Well, I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a
psychedelic band
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
button on your shirt?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
button on your shirt?
Well, I'm goin' to a love-in to sit & play
my bongos in the dirt
Well, I'm goin' to a love-in to sit & play
my bongos in the dirt
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
hair on your head?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
hair on your head?
I'm goin' to the dance to get some action
then I'm goin' home to bed
I'm goin' to the dance to get some action
then I'm goin' home to bed
Hey Punk, where you goin' with those
beads around your neck?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with those
beads around your neck?
I'm goin' to the shrink so he can help me
be a nervous wreck...
(Just at this moment, the 2700
microgram dose of STP ingested by
Flower Punk shortly before the
song began takes effect: before
your very ears his head blows up...
leaving a bizarre audial residue all over
your teen-age record player!)
Dinsdag 23 april 1974
The Eggplant That Ate Chicago
The Eggplant That Ate Chicago
Composer(s): Norman Greenbaum
Performer(s): Dr. West's Medicine Show & Junk Band; Norman Greenbaum; Sadie Green Sales Ragtime Jugband
You'd better watch out for the eggplant that ate Chicago
For he may eat your city soon
You'd better watch out for the eggplant that ate Chicago
If he's still hungry, the whole country's doomed
He came from outer space, lookin' for somethin' to eat
He landed in Chicago. He thought Chicago was a treat
(It was sweet, it was just like suger)
You'd better watch out for the eggplant that ate Chicago
For he may eat your city soon (wacka-do, wacka-do, wacka-do)
You'd better watch out for the eggplant that ate Chicago
If he's still hungry, the whole country's doomed
He came from outer space, lookin' for somethin' to eat
He landed in Chicago. He thought Chicago was a treat
(It was sweet, it was just like suger)
You'd better watch out for the eggplant that ate Chicago
For he may eat your city soon (wacka-do, wacka-do, wacka-do)
You'd better watch out for the eggplant that ate Chicago
If he's still hungry, the whole country's doomed ("it's in trouble!")
If he's still hungry, the whole country's doomed
Dinsdag 23 april 1974
Casa Dega
Casa Dega
Composer(s): Mike Campbell - Tom Petty
Performer(s): Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
Well the clouds go by in the big blue sky
As the sun beats down on Casa Dega
And the moon pulls the tide and the tide brings night
But night is more than just a night in Casa Dega
Oh baby now I think I'm starting to believe the things that I've heard
'Cause tonight in Casa Dega I hang on every word
That she said to me as she holds my hand
And reads the lines of a stranger
Yeah and she knows my name yeah she knows my plan
In the past in the present and for the future
Oh honey now I think I'm starting to believe the things that I've heard
'Cause tonight in Casa Dega I hang on every word
That she said...
Baby fools pay the price of a whisper in the night in Casa Dega
Time rolls by, night is only night, can I save you?
Yeah more than just a night...
Dinsdag 23 april 1974
Flower Power
Flower Power
Composer(s): Chip Davis
Performer(s): Mud
Imagine this, of the flower power
My every wish is your command
We will love each other
Help one another
Let there be fools who look and laugh and laugh and laugh
Chorus
Flower power stays on your mind
Flower power makes you be kind
All the time, you love your neighbour to keep with the trend
(love, love, love)
Flower power will grow and grow
Flower power, let the people know
There's peace on earth we'll love until the end
Let's spread the news
Of the hippy's views
The bell has rung and war must cease
As the rose will grow and the weed must die
And long life makes us beautiful
Chorus
Imagine this, I've got flower power
Imagine this, I've got flower power
Maandag 22 april 1974
The Eagle And The Hawk
The Eagle And The Hawk
Composer(s): Mike Taylor - John Denver
First release by: John Denver - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is still turning they soon will be dry
And all those who see me and all who believe in me
Share in the freedom I feel when I fly
Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops
Sail over the canyons and up to the stars
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
And all that we "can" be, not what we are
Maandag 22 april 1974
Casa De João De Rosa
Casa De João De Rosa
Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Edú Lobo
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Casa de João de Rosa
Rosa de João
João que levantou a casa
No boqueirão
João que fez aquela casa
Rosa fez questão
A casa de botão de Rosa
Que é de João
Rosa aconchegou a casa
Casa de joão-de-barro, a concha cor de Rosa
Não tem portão
João mandou fazer pra Rosa
Forro de alcatrão
Ninguém jamias entrou na casa
Que é de João
Roda Rosa pela casa
Coisa de João
João foi quem ensinou a Rosa
Rolar no chão
João cheirando aquela Rosa
Goza de antemão
E Rosa, amando aquela casa
Rega João
Maandag 22 april 1974
Flower Of My Heart
Flower Of My Heart
Composer(s): Don Guess; Bobby Montgomery
Performer(s): Buddy Holly
Do you think of me darlin'
while we're many miles apart
oh please be true to me my darlin'
for you are the flower of my heart
Many nights I've sat alone
and I've worried over you
but I'll never worry dear
if your love is true
Please come back to me my darlin'
cause I can't live while we're apart
Please come back to me my darlin'
for you are the flower of my heart
Many nights I've sat alone
and I've worried over you
but I'll never worry dear
if your love is true
Please come back to me my darlin'
for I can't live while we're apart
come back - come back to me my darlin'
for you are the flower of my heart
Zondag 21 april 1974
The Eagle And Me
The Eagle And Me
Composer(s): E.Y. Harburg - Harold Arlen
Performer(s): Dooley Wilson
and multiple other artists
River it like to flow
Eagle it like to fly
Eagle it like to feel
Its wings against the sky
Possum it like to run
Ivy it like to climb
Bird in the tree and bumble bee
Want freedom in autumn or summertime
Ever since that day
When the world was an onion
"Twas natch'ral for the spirit
To soar and play
The way the Lawd'a-wanted it
Free as the sun is free
That's how it's gotta be
What ever is right
For bumble bee and river and eagle
Is right for me
We gotta be free
The eagle and me
Zondag 21 april 1974
Casa Bianca
Casa Bianca
((French Version: La Petite Maison Bleue (Dalida))
Composer(s): Don Backy - Detto Mariano
Performer(s): Don Backy
and multiple other artists
C'e' una casa bianca che
che mai più io scorderò
mi rimane dentro il cuore
con la mia gioventù
Era tanto tempo fa
ero bimba e di dolore
io piangevo nel mio cuore
non volevo entrare là
Tutti i bimbi come me
hanno qualche cosa che
di terror li fa tremare
e non sanno che cos'è
Quella casa bianca che
non vorrebbero lasciare
e' la loro gioventù
che mai più ritornerà
Tutti i bimbi come me
hanno qualche cosa che
di terror li fa tremare
e non sanno che cos'è
E' la bianca casa che
che mai più io scorderò
mi rimane dentro il cuore
con la mia gioventù
E mai più ritornerà
Ritornerà
Zondag 21 april 1974
Flower Lady
Flower Lady
Composer(s): Phil Ochs
Performer(s): Phil Ochs;
and various other artists
Millionaires and paupers walk the hungry streets
Rich and poor companions of the restless beat
Strangers in a foreign land
Strike a match with trembling hand
Learn too much to ever understand
But nobody’s buying flowers from the flower lady
Lover’s quarrel, snarl away their happiness
Kissed crumble in a web of lonliness
It’s written by the poison pen
Voices break before they bend
The door is slammed
It’s over, once again
But nobody’s buying flowers from the flower lady
Poets agonize, they cannot find the words
And the stone stares at the sculptor asks are you absurd?
The painter paints his brushes back
Through the canvas runs a crack
Portrait of the pain never answers back
But nobody’s buying flowers from the flower lady
Soldiers, disillusioned, come home from the war
Sarcastic students tell them not to fight no more
And they argue through the night
Black is black and white is white
Walk away both knowing they are right
But nobody’s buying flowers from the flower lady
Smoke dreams of escaping souls are drifting by
Dull the pain of living as they slowly die
Smiles change into a sneer
Washed away by whiskey tears
In the quicksand of their mind they disappear
Still nobody’s buying flowers from the flower lady
Feeble, aged, people almost to their knees
Complain about the present using memories
Never found their pot of gold
Wrinkled hands pound weary holes
Each line screams out you’re old, you’re old, you’re old
But nobody’s buying flowers from the flower lady
And the flower lady hobbles home without a sale
Tattered shreds of petals leave a fading trail
Not a pause to hold a rose
Even she no longer knows
The lamp goes out the evening now is closed
And nobody’s buying flowers from the flower lady
Zaterdag 20 april 1974
The Dying Mine Brakeman
The Dying Mine Brakeman (aka The True And Trembling Brakeman)
Performer(s): Orville J. Jenks
Listen now while I tell you
Of a story you do not know
Of a true and trembling brakeman
And to heaven he did go
Do you see that train-a-coming
Oh, it's (?through) old Ninety-nine
Oh, she's puffing and a-blowing
For you know she is behind
See that true and trembling brakeman
As he signals to the cab
There is but one chance for him
And that is to grab
See that true and trembling brakeman
As the cars go rushing by
If he miss that yellow freight car
He is almost sure to die
See that true and trembling brakeman
As he falls beneath the train
He had not one moment's warning
Before he fell beneath the train
See the brave young engineerman
At the age of twenty-one
Stepping down from upon his engine
Crying, "Now what have I done!"
"Is it true I killed a brakeman
Is it true that he is dying?
Lord, you know I tried to save him
But I could not stop in time"
See the car wheels rolling o'er him
O'er his mangled body 'n' head
See his sister bending o'er him
Crying, "Brother, are you dead?"
Sighing, "Sister, yes, I'm dying
Going to a better shore
Oh, my body's on a pathway
I can never see no more
"Sister, when you see my brother
These few words to him I send
Tell him never to venture braking
If he does, his life will end"
These few words were sadly spoken
Folding his arms across his breast
And his heart now ceased beating
And his eyes were closed in death
Zaterdag 20 april 1974
Carve That Possum
Carve That Possum (aka "An Opposum Hunt", "Possum Meat", "Carve Dat Possum", "Possum Pie")
Composer(s): Sam Lucas
Performer(s): Uncle Dave Macon
and multiple other artists
Possum meat is good an' sweet
Carve him to de heart
I always finds it good to eat
Carve him to de heart
Carve dat possum!
Carve dat possum!
Carve dat possum!
Oh charve 'im to de heart!
My dog tree, I went to see
Carve him to de heart
A great big possum up dat tree
Carve him to de heart
I retch up an' pull him in
Carve him to de heart
Dat ol' possum 'gin to grin
Carve him to de heart
I tuck him home an' dressed him off
Carve him to de heart
Dat night I laind him in de' fros'
Carve him to de heart
De way I cooked dat possum sound
Carve him to de heart
I fust parboiled, den baked him brown
Carve him to de heart
I put sweet taters in de pan
Carve him to de heart
'Twas de bigges' eatin' in de lan'
Carve him to de heart
Zaterdag 20 april 1974
Flores Nocturnas
Flores Nocturnas
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Se abren las flores nocturnas de quinta avenida
para esos pobres señores que van al hotel
flores que rompen en la oscuridad
flores de guiños de complicidad
flores silbando suicidios
flores de aroma fatal
Qué jardinero ha sembrado la quinta avenida
con variedad tan precisa de nocturnidad
cuál es su especie y cuál su país
qué fino abono nutrió su raíz
dándoles tono silvestre
dónde estará su matriz
Flores que cruzan las puertas prohibidas
flores que saben lo que no sabré
flores que ensartan su sueño de vida
en guirnaldas sin fe
flores de sábanas con ojos
flores desechables
campanillas del antojo
flores comiendo sobras del amor
Brotan, rebotan, explotan por quinta avenida
son arrancadas y parten con aire veloz
dicen que es duro el oficio de flor
cuando sus pétalos se ajan al sol
pálidas flores nocturnas
flores de la decepción
Flores que cruzan las puertas prohibidas
que saben lo que no sabré
que ensartan su sueño de vida
en guirnaldas sin fe
flores de sábanas con ojos
flores desechables
campanillas del antojo
flores sin primavera ni estación
flores comiendo sobras del amor
Vrijdag 19 april 1974
The True And Trembling Brakeman
The True And Trembling Brakeman (aka The Dying Mine Brakeman)
Performer(s): Orville J. Jenks
Listen now while I tell you
Of a story you do not know
Of a true and trembling brakeman
And to heaven he did go
Do you see that train-a-coming
Oh, it's (?through) old Ninety-nine
Oh, she's puffing and a-blowing
For you know she is behind
See that true and trembling brakeman
As he signals to the cab
There is but one chance for him
And that is to grab
See that true and trembling brakeman
As the cars go rushing by
If he miss that yellow freight car
He is almost sure to die
See that true and trembling brakeman
As he falls beneath the train
He had not one moment's warning
Before he fell beneath the train
See the brave young engineerman
At the age of twenty-one
Stepping down from upon his engine
Crying, "Now what have I done!"
"Is it true I killed a brakeman
Is it true that he is dying?
Lord, you know I tried to save him
But I could not stop in time"
See the car wheels rolling o'er him
O'er his mangled body 'n' head
See his sister bending o'er him
Crying, "Brother, are you dead?"
Sighing, "Sister, yes, I'm dying
Going to a better shore
Oh, my body's on a pathway
I can never see no more
"Sister, when you see my brother
These few words to him I send
Tell him never to venture braking
If he does, his life will end"
These few words were sadly spoken
Folding his arms across his breast
And his heart now ceased beating
And his eyes were closed in death
Vrijdag 19 april 1974