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Wat is de Top 2000?
Luister mee via Radio 2 of via de stream op het internet.quote:De Top 2000 is een radioprogramma van het Nederlandse station Radio 2 en wordt sinds 1999 uitgezonden aan het eind van elk jaar. De uitzending begint om 0:00 uur op tweede Kerstdag en gaat non-stop door tot 0:00 uur op Oudjaarsnacht. Bovendien worden alle nummers het hele volgende jaar in wisselende volgorde via het DAB- en Internetkanaal Top 2000 uitgezonden.
Tussen kerst en oud en nieuw worden de 2000 populairste platen aller tijden gedraaid. Wat de populairste platen zijn wordt door de luisteraars bepaald, door middel van een stemming op internet. De nummer 1 was tussen 1999 en 2004 het nummer Bohemian Rhapsody van Queen. In 2005 stond het nummer 'Avond' van Boudewijn de Groot op nummer 1, maar in 2006 heeft Queen de nummer 1 positie herwonnen.
Doel van deze topics:
Hier kan je onder andere herinneringen delen en over de songs praten.
Hou het wel gezellig en dus on-topic.
Deze tekst van deze OP vind je hier...
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Papa, why do you play
All the same old songs?
Why do you sing
With the melody?
Cause down on the street
Something's goin' on
There's a brand new beat
And a brand new song
He said:
"In my life, there was so much anger
Still I have no regrets
Just like you, I was such a rebel
So dance your own dance, and never forget"
"N'oubliez jamais"
I heard my father say
"Every generation has it's way
A need to disobey"
"N'oubliez jamais
It's in your destiny
A need to disagree
When rules get in the way
N'oubliez jamais"
Mamma, why do you dance
To the same old songs?
Why do you sing
Only harmony?
Down on the street
Something's goin' on
There's a brand new beat
And a brand new song
She said:
"In my heart there's a young girl's passion
For a lifelong duet
And someday soon
Someone's smile will haunt you
So sing your own song and never forget"
"N'oubliez jamais"
I heard my father say
"Every generation has it's way
A need to disobey"
"N'oubliez jamais
It's in your destiny
A need to disagree
When rules get in the way
N'oubliez jamais"
What is this game?
Searching for love or fame, it's all the same
One of these days you say that love will be the cure
I'm not so sure
"N'oubliez jamais"
I heard my father say
"Every generation has it's way
A need to disobey"
"N'oubliez jamais
It's in your destiny
A need to disagree
When rules get in the way
N'oubliez jamais"
All the same old songs?
Why do you sing
With the melody?
Cause down on the street
Something's goin' on
There's a brand new beat
And a brand new song
He said:
"In my life, there was so much anger
Still I have no regrets
Just like you, I was such a rebel
So dance your own dance, and never forget"
"N'oubliez jamais"
I heard my father say
"Every generation has it's way
A need to disobey"
"N'oubliez jamais
It's in your destiny
A need to disagree
When rules get in the way
N'oubliez jamais"
Mamma, why do you dance
To the same old songs?
Why do you sing
Only harmony?
Down on the street
Something's goin' on
There's a brand new beat
And a brand new song
She said:
"In my heart there's a young girl's passion
For a lifelong duet
And someday soon
Someone's smile will haunt you
So sing your own song and never forget"
"N'oubliez jamais"
I heard my father say
"Every generation has it's way
A need to disobey"
"N'oubliez jamais
It's in your destiny
A need to disagree
When rules get in the way
N'oubliez jamais"
What is this game?
Searching for love or fame, it's all the same
One of these days you say that love will be the cure
I'm not so sure
"N'oubliez jamais"
I heard my father say
"Every generation has it's way
A need to disobey"
"N'oubliez jamais
It's in your destiny
A need to disagree
When rules get in the way
N'oubliez jamais"
Make love, not war ☮
As tears go by, is echt een pareltje. Een jaar of vijftien terug kon ik geen genoeg krijgen van dit nummer; telkens opnieuw de kop op de zelfde groef laten landen en nóg een keer. De nummers die voor As tears go by er op stonden heb ik eigenlijk nooit zo goed leren kennen 
quote:Op maandag 29 december 2008 23:42 schreef golfer het volgende:
Avond/nachtploeg meldt zich weer.
Janus heeft dus de nieuwe geopend.
Ik vind jou ook lief 
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Joe hebben we een paar jaar gekleden nog in de HMH gezien. Soort parodie van zichzelf geworden. 
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Das niks voor jamaiquote:Op maandag 29 december 2008 23:42 schreef het_fokschaap het volgende:
wat zegt die vader van Joe nou ?
Who draws the crowd and plays so loud,
Baby its the guitar man.
Whos gonna steal the show, you know
Baby its the guitar man,
He can make you love, he can make you cry
He will bring you down, then hell get you high
Somethin keeps him goin, miles and miles a day
To find another place to play.
Night after night who treats you right,
Baby its the guitar man
Whos on the radio, you go listen
To the guitar man
Then he comes to town, and you see his face,
And you think you might like to take his place
Somethin keeps him driftin miles and miles away
Searchin for the songs to play.
Then you listen to the music and you like to sing along,
You want to get the meaning out of each and evry song
Then you find yourself a message and some words to call your own
And take them home.
He can make you love, he can get you high
He will bring you down, then hell make you cry
Somethin keeps him movin, but no one seems to know
What it is that makes him go.
Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim
The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin
But he never seems to notice hes just got to find
Another place to play,
Anyway got to play, anyway got to play.
Baby its the guitar man.
Whos gonna steal the show, you know
Baby its the guitar man,
He can make you love, he can make you cry
He will bring you down, then hell get you high
Somethin keeps him goin, miles and miles a day
To find another place to play.
Night after night who treats you right,
Baby its the guitar man
Whos on the radio, you go listen
To the guitar man
Then he comes to town, and you see his face,
And you think you might like to take his place
Somethin keeps him driftin miles and miles away
Searchin for the songs to play.
Then you listen to the music and you like to sing along,
You want to get the meaning out of each and evry song
Then you find yourself a message and some words to call your own
And take them home.
He can make you love, he can get you high
He will bring you down, then hell make you cry
Somethin keeps him movin, but no one seems to know
What it is that makes him go.
Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim
The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin
But he never seems to notice hes just got to find
Another place to play,
Anyway got to play, anyway got to play.
Make love, not war ☮
Sorry Bluezz, maar ik ga denk zo naar bed... en stop dan dus met posten van de songteksten...
Make love, not war ☮
Four seasons in one day
Lying in the depths of your imagination
Worlds above and worlds below
The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain
Even when youre feeling warm
The temperature could drop away
Like four seasons in one day
Smiling as the shit comes down
You can tell a man from what he has to say
Everything gets turned around
And I will risk my neck again, again
You can take me where you will
Up the creek and through the mill
All the things you cant explain
Four seasons in one day
Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day
It doesnt pay to make predictions
Sleeping on an unmade bed
Finding out wherever there is comfort there is pain
Only one step away
Like four seasons in one day
Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day
Lying in the depths of your imagination
Worlds above and worlds below
The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain
Even when youre feeling warm
The temperature could drop away
Like four seasons in one day
Smiling as the shit comes down
You can tell a man from what he has to say
Everything gets turned around
And I will risk my neck again, again
You can take me where you will
Up the creek and through the mill
All the things you cant explain
Four seasons in one day
Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day
It doesnt pay to make predictions
Sleeping on an unmade bed
Finding out wherever there is comfort there is pain
Only one step away
Like four seasons in one day
Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day
Make love, not war ☮
*ril*quote:
dat ik die ooit leuk vond en daar LP's van heb.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
chorus 1)
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love
(chorus 2)
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
(repeat chorus 1)
(repeat chorus 2)
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
Another prop has occupied my time
This one goes out to the one I love
(repeat chorus 2 2x)
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love
(chorus 2)
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
(repeat chorus 1)
(repeat chorus 2)
This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I've left behind
Another prop has occupied my time
This one goes out to the one I love
(repeat chorus 2 2x)
Make love, not war ☮
quote:
Crowded house is sowieso lekker
Jammer Diaan, truste alvast.
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Deze stond vorig jaar bovenaan mijn lijstje... toen we nog konden stemmen.
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Crowded House is niet echt my cup of tea. 
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Nee hoor, vorige keer was ik eerst (en lapo) en ging ie ook dicht.quote:
Op een of andere manier (en dat geldt al jaren) delft mijn topic altijd het onderspit wanneer er meerdere open zijn. Maar genoeg daarover nu, bedtijd
Nee, deze is heerlijk wreed.quote:Op maandag 29 december 2008 23:52 schreef Diaan73 het volgende:
En dit is dus geen liefdesliedje..ik herhaal geen liefdesliedje...
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Hun eerste liedje van dit uur wel.quote:
Crowded House is niet echt my cup of tea.
Wir fahr'n fahr'n fahr'n auf der Autobahn
Vor uns liegt ein weites tal
Die sonne scheint mit glitzerstrahl
Die fahrbahn ist ein graues band
Weisse streifen, gruener rand
Jetzt schalten wir das radio an
Aus dem lautsprecher klingt es dann:
Wir fahr'n auf der Autobahn...
Vor uns liegt ein weites tal
Die sonne scheint mit glitzerstrahl
Die fahrbahn ist ein graues band
Weisse streifen, gruener rand
Jetzt schalten wir das radio an
Aus dem lautsprecher klingt es dann:
Wir fahr'n auf der Autobahn...
Make love, not war ☮
Ahja, nu ik er op let. Wel altijd gedacht ja...quote:Op maandag 29 december 2008 23:52 schreef Diaan73 het volgende:
En dit is dus geen liefdesliedje..
A simple prop to occupy my timequote:
En dit is dus geen liefdesliedje..
Ode aan de mensen die je allemaal hebt ge/mis bruikt in je leven
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Dag 5 naakt dames en heren:
609 469 Bee Gees - Don't forget to remember (1969)
608 509 Frank Zappa - Dancin' fool (1979)
607 551 Animals - Bring it on home to me (1965)
606 208 BAP - Kristallnach (1983)
605 785 Clannad - Theme from Harry's game (1983)
604 798 Earth & Fire - Song of the marching children (1971)
603 329 Michael Bublé - Home (2004)
602 325 Evanescence - My immortal (2003)
601 638 Kinks - Celluloid heroes (1973)
600 863 Survivor - Eye of the tiger (1982)
599 705 Rita Hovink - Laat me alleen (1977)
598 719 Jim Croce - Time in a bottle (1973)
597 552 Chris Rea - Driving home for Christmas (1986)
596 750 Vicki Brown & New London Chorale - Stay with me till the morning (1986)
595 585 Bob Dylan - Just like a woman (1966)
609 469 Bee Gees - Don't forget to remember (1969)
608 509 Frank Zappa - Dancin' fool (1979)
607 551 Animals - Bring it on home to me (1965)
606 208 BAP - Kristallnach (1983)
605 785 Clannad - Theme from Harry's game (1983)
604 798 Earth & Fire - Song of the marching children (1971)
603 329 Michael Bublé - Home (2004)
602 325 Evanescence - My immortal (2003)
601 638 Kinks - Celluloid heroes (1973)
600 863 Survivor - Eye of the tiger (1982)
599 705 Rita Hovink - Laat me alleen (1977)
598 719 Jim Croce - Time in a bottle (1973)
597 552 Chris Rea - Driving home for Christmas (1986)
596 750 Vicki Brown & New London Chorale - Stay with me till the morning (1986)
595 585 Bob Dylan - Just like a woman (1966)
In de BBC-serie Ages of Rock wordt uitgebreid aandacht besteed aan REM en aan dit liedje, erg interessantquote:
[..]
Ahja, nu ik er op let. Wel altijd gedacht ja...
Zoiezo interessante serie.
Make love, not war ☮
609 469 Bee Gees - Don't forget to remember (1969)
608 509 Frank Zappa - Dancin' fool (1979)
607 551 Animals - Bring it on home to me (1965)
606 208 BAP - Kristallnach (1983)
605 785 Clannad - Theme from Harry's game (1983)
604 798 Earth & Fire - Song of the marching children (1971)
603 329 Michael Bublé - Home (2004)
602 325 Evanescence - My immortal (2003):?
601 638 Kinks - Celluloid heroes (1973)
600 863 Survivor - Eye of the tiger (1982)
599 705 Rita Hovink - Laat me alleen (1977) 
598 719 Jim Croce - Time in a bottle (1973)
597 552 Chris Rea - Driving home for Christmas (1986)
596 750 Vicki Brown & New London Chorale - Stay with me till the morning (1986)
595 585 Bob Dylan - Just like a woman (1966)
608 509 Frank Zappa - Dancin' fool (1979)
607 551 Animals - Bring it on home to me (1965)
606 208 BAP - Kristallnach (1983)
605 785 Clannad - Theme from Harry's game (1983)
604 798 Earth & Fire - Song of the marching children (1971)
603 329 Michael Bublé - Home (2004)
602 325 Evanescence - My immortal (2003):?
601 638 Kinks - Celluloid heroes (1973)
600 863 Survivor - Eye of the tiger (1982)
599 705 Rita Hovink - Laat me alleen (1977)
598 719 Jim Croce - Time in a bottle (1973)
597 552 Chris Rea - Driving home for Christmas (1986)
596 750 Vicki Brown & New London Chorale - Stay with me till the morning (1986)
595 585 Bob Dylan - Just like a woman (1966)
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
I peeked in to say goodnight
When I heard my child in prayer
"And for me, some scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for my hair"
All our stores were closed and shuttered
All the streets were dark en bare
In our town, no scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
Through the night my heart was aching
Just before the dawn was breaking
In our town, no scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
I peeked in and on her bed
In gay profusion lying there
Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
If I live to be a hundred
I will never know from where
Came those lovely scerlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
When I heard my child in prayer
"And for me, some scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for my hair"
All our stores were closed and shuttered
All the streets were dark en bare
In our town, no scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
Through the night my heart was aching
Just before the dawn was breaking
In our town, no scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
I peeked in and on her bed
In gay profusion lying there
Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
If I live to be a hundred
I will never know from where
Came those lovely scerlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
Make love, not war ☮
Pardon.quote:Op maandag 29 december 2008 23:56 schreef Ofyles2 het volgende:
Dag 5 naakt dames en heren:
inderdaad
ik was net zo lekker aan het FAHREN...
ik was net zo lekker aan het FAHREN...
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Die van Earth and Fire zal wel niet de 18-minuten versie zijn....
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
palingpop.quote:
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Ik hou wel van dat gegalm van Piet Veerman. Hoef het niet iedere dag te horen.
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
nou het komende uur is geen geweldig uur, mooie tijd om naar bed te gaan. 
Veel plezier nog en slaap lekker voor straks
Veel plezier nog en slaap lekker voor straks
Make love, not war ☮
Denk het ook niet. Daarvoor staan er teveel andere plaatjes in het komende uur geprogrammeerd.quote:Op maandag 29 december 2008 23:57 schreef Relayer het volgende:
Die van Earth and Fire zal wel niet de 18-minuten versie zijn....
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
hoe lang duurde Autobahn nou, anderhalve minuut?
Volgend uur Kristallnaach! En Dancing Fool, al een tijd niet meer geluisterd.
Volgend uur Kristallnaach! En Dancing Fool, al een tijd niet meer geluisterd.
Volgens de Top2000 excel file: 4:07quote:Op maandag 29 december 2008 23:57 schreef Relayer het volgende:
Die van Earth and Fire zal wel niet de 18-minuten versie zijn....
Anyway, hoog tijd om naar bed te gaan
Nog één dag werken dit jaar.
mn ouders trouwdag en dan beginnen met de Bee Gees.quote:609 469 Bee Gees - Don't forget to remember (1969)
608 509 Frank Zappa - Dancin' fool (1979)
607 551 Animals - Bring it on home to me (1965)
606 208 BAP - Kristallnach (1983)
605 785 Clannad - Theme from Harry's game (1983)
604 798 Earth & Fire - Song of the marching children (1971)
603 329 Michael Bublé - Home (2004)
602 325 Evanescence - My immortal (2003):?
601 638 Kinks - Celluloid heroes (1973)
600 863 Survivor - Eye of the tiger (1982)
599 705 Rita Hovink - Laat me alleen (1977)
598 719 Jim Croce - Time in a bottle (1973)
597 552 Chris Rea - Driving home for Christmas (1986)
596 750 Vicki Brown & New London Chorale - Stay with me till the morning (1986)
595 585 Bob Dylan - Just like a woman (1966)
Het kan slechter
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
gefeliciteerd.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:02 schreef Wexy het volgende:
mn ouders trouwdag en dan beginnen met de Bee Gees.
Het kan slechter
Hoe lang zijn ze getrouwd?
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Oh my heart won't believe that you have left me
I keep telling my self that it's true
I can get over anything you want my love
But I can't get myself over you
Don't forget to remember me
And the love that used to be
I still remember you
I love you
In my heart lies a memory to tell the stars above
Don't forget to remember me my love
On my wall lies a photograph of you girl
Though I try to forget you somehow
You're the mirror of my soul so take me out of my hole
Let me try to go on living right now
Don't forget to remember me
And the love that used to be
I still remember you
I love you
In my heart lies a memory to tell the stars above
Don't forget to remember me my love
I keep telling my self that it's true
I can get over anything you want my love
But I can't get myself over you
Don't forget to remember me
And the love that used to be
I still remember you
I love you
In my heart lies a memory to tell the stars above
Don't forget to remember me my love
On my wall lies a photograph of you girl
Though I try to forget you somehow
You're the mirror of my soul so take me out of my hole
Let me try to go on living right now
Don't forget to remember me
And the love that used to be
I still remember you
I love you
In my heart lies a memory to tell the stars above
Don't forget to remember me my love
31 jaarquote:
[..]
gefeliciteerd.
Hoe lang zijn ze getrouwd?
Ze houden het alweer een tijdje vol....
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
Dit nummer van de BeeGees houdt het dus al langer vol dan hun huwelijk.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:03 schreef Wexy het volgende:
31 jaar
Ze houden het alweer een tijdje vol....
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
das stimmt aber das gibt nichtquote:
[..]
Dit nummer van de BeeGees houdt het dus al langer vol dan hun huwelijk.
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
Frank Zappa.
Geniale gek!
Geniale gek!
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Frank Zappa - Dancin' fool
Dont know much about dancin
Thats why I got this song
One of my legs is shorter than the other
n both my feets too long
course now right along with em
I got no natural rhythm
But I go dancin every night
Hopin one day I might get it right
Im a dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
I hear that beat; I jump outa my seat,
But I cant compete, cause Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
The disco folks all dressed up
Like theys fit to kill
I walk on in n see em there
Gonna give them all a thrill
When they see me comin
They all steps aside
They has a fit while I commit
My social suicide, Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
The beat goes on
And Im so wrong
The beat goes on
And Im so wrong
The beat goes on n Im so wrong
The beat goes on n Im so wrong
The beat goes on n Im so wrong
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
Youwsa, youwsa, youwsa
I got it all together now
With my very own disco clothes, hey!
My shirts half open, tshow you my chains
n the spoon for up my nose
I am really somethin
Thats what youd probly say
So smoke your little smoke
Drink your little drink
While I dance the night away, Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool, (etc., etc.)
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
Fool-uh!
Hey darlin...can I buy ya a drink?
Lookin for mister goodbar? here he is...
Wait a minute...Ive got it...youre an italian!
Hah?
Yer jewish?
Love your nails...you must be a libra...
Your place or mine?
Dont know much about dancin
Thats why I got this song
One of my legs is shorter than the other
n both my feets too long
course now right along with em
I got no natural rhythm
But I go dancin every night
Hopin one day I might get it right
Im a dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
I hear that beat; I jump outa my seat,
But I cant compete, cause Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
The disco folks all dressed up
Like theys fit to kill
I walk on in n see em there
Gonna give them all a thrill
When they see me comin
They all steps aside
They has a fit while I commit
My social suicide, Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
The beat goes on
And Im so wrong
The beat goes on
And Im so wrong
The beat goes on n Im so wrong
The beat goes on n Im so wrong
The beat goes on n Im so wrong
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool
Youwsa, youwsa, youwsa
I got it all together now
With my very own disco clothes, hey!
My shirts half open, tshow you my chains
n the spoon for up my nose
I am really somethin
Thats what youd probly say
So smoke your little smoke
Drink your little drink
While I dance the night away, Im a
Dancin fool, Im a
Dancin fool, (etc., etc.)
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
I may be totally wrong, but Im a
Fool-uh!
Hey darlin...can I buy ya a drink?
Lookin for mister goodbar? here he is...
Wait a minute...Ive got it...youre an italian!
Hah?
Yer jewish?
Love your nails...you must be a libra...
Your place or mine?
Animals - Bring it on home to me
If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, oh yeah
You know I laughed, when you left
But now I know I've only hurt myself
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll give you jewelry, money too
and that's not all, all I'll do for you
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…
You know I'll always be your slave
Until I'm dead and buried in my grave
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…
If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, oh yeah
You know I laughed, when you left
But now I know I've only hurt myself
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll give you jewelry, money too
and that's not all, all I'll do for you
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…
You know I'll always be your slave
Until I'm dead and buried in my grave
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…
If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey darlin...can I buy ya a drink?
Lookin for mister goodbar? here he is...
Wait a minute...Ive got it...youre an italian!
Hah?
Yer jewish?
Love your nails...you must be a libra...
Your place or mine?
Hoe verzin je het. 
Lookin for mister goodbar? here he is...
Wait a minute...Ive got it...youre an italian!
Hah?
Yer jewish?
Love your nails...you must be a libra...
Your place or mine?
Hoe verzin je het.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Pffff, enorm druk in de Efteling, niet normaal Maar wel weer aardig wat foto's kunnen maken. Ben wel erg moe nu 
Wexy, gefeliciteerd!
Evanescence met hun enorm groot zeiknummertje waarin het sentimentele er van af springt. Echt een vreselijke nep nummer, net zoals die troep van James Blunt. Ook zo'n ariest die zielig doet en daarmee zieltjes wint.
Maar wel weer aardig wat foto's kunnen maken. Ben wel erg moe nu Wexy, gefeliciteerd!
Evanescence met hun enorm groot zeiknummertje waarin het sentimentele er van af springt. Echt een vreselijke nep nummer, net zoals die troep van James Blunt. Ook zo'n ariest die zielig doet en daarmee zieltjes wint.
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
Ik ken je niet, maar mag je nu alquote:
Pffff, enorm druk in de Efteling, niet normaal
Wexy, gefeliciteerd!
Evanescence met hun enorm groot zeiknummertje waarin het sentimentele er van af springt. Echt een vreselijke nep nummer, net zoals die troep van James Blunt. Ook zo'n ariest die zielig doet en daarmee zieltjes wint.
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Geniaal jaquote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:10 schreef golfer het volgende:
Hey darlin...can I buy ya a drink?
Lookin for mister goodbar? here he is...
Wait a minute...Ive got it...youre an italian!
Hah?
Yer jewish?
Love your nails...you must be a libra...
Your place or mine?
Ik heb donderdag de live dvd Does Humour Belong In Music van Zappa gekregen. Daar staat Dancin' Fool ook op. Ga 'm binnenkort kijken. Ben benieuwd...
Politiek correcte tekst wel, dit nummer.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Heb nooit zo naar de tekst geluisterd, maar t zou me verbaasd hebben als t een pro-kristallnacht nummer was.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:13 schreef golfer het volgende:
Politiek correcte tekst wel, dit nummer.
Dank jequote:
Pffff, enorm druk in de Efteling, niet normaal
Wexy, gefeliciteerd!
Evanescence met hun enorm groot zeiknummertje waarin het sentimentele er van af springt. Echt een vreselijke nep nummer, net zoals die troep van James Blunt. Ook zo'n ariest die zielig doet en daarmee zieltjes wint.
en ja ik las het op de nieuwspagina's en dacht meteen... aggos en daar moet fritsie nu door heen....
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Mijn god wát een verschrikkelijk lied dit.
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
Clannad - Theme from Harry's game
Imtheochaidh soir is siar
A dtainig ariamh
An ghealach is an ghrian
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian
An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh
an duine og is a chail ne dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh soir is siar
A dtainig ariamh
An ghealach is an ghrian
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian
An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh
an duine og is a chail ne dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
quote:
[..]
Heb nooit zo naar de tekst geluisterd, maar t zou me verbaasd hebben als t een pro-kristallnacht nummer was.
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Clannad.
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
Tsssquote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:17 schreef Paaskonijn het volgende:
Mijn god wát een verschrikkelijk lied dit.
Bah, wat een kutnummer heb ik dit altijd gevonden en vind ik het nog steeds.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Meezingerrrrrrr.quote:
Clannad - Theme from Harry's game
Imtheochaidh soir is siar
A dtainig ariamh
An ghealach is an ghrian
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian
An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh
an duine og is a chail ne dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
Of bedoel je Clannad? Want dan wel natuurlijk.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:17 schreef Paaskonijn het volgende:
Mijn god wát een verschrikkelijk lied dit.
Nee, dat Kristallnach gezeik. Wat een rotgeluid was dat.quote:
[..]
Of bedoel je Clannad? Want dan wel natuurlijk.
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
Earth and Fire toen ze nog prog maakten, en niet die Weekend-shit.
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Part 1: Theme of the Marching Children
Part 2: Opening of the seal
Part 3: Childhood
Watching through the broken seal
I saw the tree of life, forever
All the branches fully green
Bearing human fruit, forever
You're ignoring to what you'll turn out to be
You'll once be sewing and gathering frequently
That's what you'll turn out to be
Watchibg through the broken seal
I saw marching children, and children
At the church nearby the gate
A preacher read his sermon for children
You're ignoring where the hell you're going to
God bless you for what the world is going to do
For what the world is going into
Why can't we go
Over the untouched road
Is it too winding
Flanked by reflections of time
Go and experience
Learn the human destiny
Happiness and sadness
Posts of your lifetime
Part 4: Affliction
Children's eyes fixing upon the gate to heaven
Predestinated for minority
Into the underworld the others tumbling down
Tortured by terrestrial vexations
Part 5: Damnation
A long procession
Hearing the black knight's thoughts
I have been watching you
Your conduct in life was in vain
Cross the waters of death
With their silent borders
Then you'll see
Your waiting graves
Part 6: Purification
When will be the crack of doom?
Is it tomorrow?
Is it tomorrow?
A laurel wreath for the future graves
Of the marching children
A laurel wreath for the future graves
Of the marching children
Part 7: The March
Part 2: Opening of the seal
Part 3: Childhood
Watching through the broken seal
I saw the tree of life, forever
All the branches fully green
Bearing human fruit, forever
You're ignoring to what you'll turn out to be
You'll once be sewing and gathering frequently
That's what you'll turn out to be
Watchibg through the broken seal
I saw marching children, and children
At the church nearby the gate
A preacher read his sermon for children
You're ignoring where the hell you're going to
God bless you for what the world is going to do
For what the world is going into
Why can't we go
Over the untouched road
Is it too winding
Flanked by reflections of time
Go and experience
Learn the human destiny
Happiness and sadness
Posts of your lifetime
Part 4: Affliction
Children's eyes fixing upon the gate to heaven
Predestinated for minority
Into the underworld the others tumbling down
Tortured by terrestrial vexations
Part 5: Damnation
A long procession
Hearing the black knight's thoughts
I have been watching you
Your conduct in life was in vain
Cross the waters of death
With their silent borders
Then you'll see
Your waiting graves
Part 6: Purification
When will be the crack of doom?
Is it tomorrow?
Is it tomorrow?
A laurel wreath for the future graves
Of the marching children
A laurel wreath for the future graves
Of the marching children
Part 7: The March
Zou Jerney dit wóórd voor wóórd hebben ingezongen, zoals wel wordt beweerd?
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Within Temptation avant la letre, dit nummer van Earth 7 Fire.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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haha, mocht WT willen
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Weekend is juist een leuk nummer.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:21 schreef Relayer het volgende:
Earth and Fire toen ze nog prog maakten, en niet die Weekend-shit.
MICHAEL BUBLE
"Home"
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me
Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home
"Home"
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me
Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home
Als dat komt met zo'n bevroren gezicht hoop ik het niet voor ze, dan maar kutmuziekquote:
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Even de radio weer op mute.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Heeft u kippenpootjes of loopt u altijd zo, ober?quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:24 schreef djenneke het volgende:
Welkom in mijn derderangs restaurant. Neem het er van.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Geen leuk nummer dit.
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
hij heeft wel wat aardige, met name, covers gezongen, maar dit is er niet een vanquote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:24 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Met dit soort muziek heb ik helemaal niks
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Het zijn bokkenpoten, meneer. Nogmaals welkomquote:
[..]
Heeft u kippenpootjes of loopt u altijd zo, ober?
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Evanescence - My immortal
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I'm bound by the life you've left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I'm bound by the life you've left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:26 schreef djenneke het volgende:
Het zijn bokkenpoten, meneer. Nogmaals welkom
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Ik vind hem wel een fijn hoofd hebben. Maar meer positiefs kan ik niet verzinnenquote:
[..]
hij heeft wel wat aardige, met name, covers gezongen, maar dit is er niet een van
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
kutband, Evanescence...heel de gothic metal is door die sukkels in gothic pop veranderd.
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Ah, dat was een mooie omschrijving hoe je ook een nummer van Jan Smit kunt gaan waarderen: Er gewoon van alles zelf bijverzinnen incluis emoties en al.
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
ik kan het meezingen 
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Dat is nog geen reden om te gaan zingen nee.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:27 schreef djenneke het volgende:
[..]
Ik vind hem wel een fijn hoofd hebben. Maar meer positiefs kan ik niet verzinnen
zet uit dan!!quote:
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
Gelukkig is gothic metal ook niet aan te horen.quote:
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:28 schreef Neleos het volgende:
Dit is net zo erg als Buble, maar dan anders.
Emotieloos. Of nepemoties, wat je wilt.
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Het laatste, het is eigenlijk net de backstreet boys maar dan een ander genre.quote:
[..]
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Jan Smitquote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:28 schreef djenneke het volgende:
Ah, dat was een mooie omschrijving hoe je ook een nummer van Jan Smit kunt gaan waarderen: Er gewoon van alles zelf bijverzinnen incluis emoties en al.
Maar een Hazes wordt het nooit natuurlijk.
Paar jaar terug of vorig jaar draaide ze nog de versie zonder drums van dit nummer. Dat was nog enigzins beter te verteren dan met drums
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
Ik ken dit niet eens.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Kinks - Celluloid heroes
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star,
And everybodys in movies, it doesnt matter who you are.
There are stars in every city,
In every house and on every street,
And if you walk down hollywood boulevard
Their names are written in concrete!
Dont step on greta garbo as you walk down the boulevard,
She looks so weak and fragile thats why she tried to be so hard
But they turned her into a princess
And they sat her on a throne,
But she turned her back on stardom,
Because she wanted to be alone.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Rudolph valentino, looks very much alive,
And he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by.
Avoid stepping on bela lugosi
cos hes liable to turn and bite,
But stand close by bette davis
Because hers was such a lonely life.
If you covered him with garbage,
George sanders would still have style,
And if you stamped on mickey rooney
He would still turn round and smile,
But please dont tread on dearest marilyn
cos shes not very tough,
She should have been made of iron or steel,
But she was only made of flesh and blood.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of.
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star
And everybodys in show biz, it doesnt matter who you are.
And those who are successful,
Be always on your guard,
Success walks hand in hand with failure
Along hollywood boulevard.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.
You can see all the stars as you walk along hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Oh celluloid heroes never feel any pain
Oh celluloid heroes never really die.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star,
And everybodys in movies, it doesnt matter who you are.
There are stars in every city,
In every house and on every street,
And if you walk down hollywood boulevard
Their names are written in concrete!
Dont step on greta garbo as you walk down the boulevard,
She looks so weak and fragile thats why she tried to be so hard
But they turned her into a princess
And they sat her on a throne,
But she turned her back on stardom,
Because she wanted to be alone.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Rudolph valentino, looks very much alive,
And he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by.
Avoid stepping on bela lugosi
cos hes liable to turn and bite,
But stand close by bette davis
Because hers was such a lonely life.
If you covered him with garbage,
George sanders would still have style,
And if you stamped on mickey rooney
He would still turn round and smile,
But please dont tread on dearest marilyn
cos shes not very tough,
She should have been made of iron or steel,
But she was only made of flesh and blood.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of.
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star
And everybodys in show biz, it doesnt matter who you are.
And those who are successful,
Be always on your guard,
Success walks hand in hand with failure
Along hollywood boulevard.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.
You can see all the stars as you walk along hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Oh celluloid heroes never feel any pain
Oh celluloid heroes never really die.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.
emo's met die bruidsjurkenquote:
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Maar we krijgen nu Cellulose Helden op echt Vinyl.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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dit ken ik dan weer niet
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
gebrek aan je opvoeding.quote:
Blame it on de mensen die je vernoemd hebben naar Joplin.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Mooi nummer
Take my love, take my land, take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black, tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me
I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black, tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me
Zometeen dus:
Survivor - Eye of the tiger
Risin' up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You change your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
Chorus:
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger
Face to face, out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'til we take to the street
For we kill with the skill to survive
chorus
Risin' up, straight to the top
Have the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive
chorus
The eye of the tiger (repeats out)...
Survivor - Eye of the tiger
Risin' up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You change your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
Chorus:
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger
Face to face, out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'til we take to the street
For we kill with the skill to survive
chorus
Risin' up, straight to the top
Have the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive
chorus
The eye of the tiger (repeats out)...
Dat zijn Kinks fansquote:
[..]
gebrek aan je opvoeding.
Blame it on de mensen die je vernoemd hebben naar Joplin.
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Huh?quote:
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Ik durf te wedden dat mijn moeder dit tot ergenis van haar buren nu keihard aan het meebleren is
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Ik begin ze steeds meer te mogen, die oudjes van jou.quote:
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Barney?quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:36 schreef Ofyles2 het volgende:
ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY!!
Overrated te veel gedraaid kutnummer dit.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Te vaak gehoord?quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:39 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Pffff, geluid gaat even uit.
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
Ik vind deze ook niks.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:39 schreef Wickedangel het volgende:
Pffff, geluid gaat even uit.
Nee, ik vind het niks. Maar dit zijn dan van die liedjes die nog dagen in je hoofd blijven rondspoken.quote:
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Eye of the tiger
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
Laat Me Alleen... ga dan weg met je nummer!
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
Ohjee. Rita Hovink.
Ze verloor haar toekomst en haar doel en vooral haar gezondheid.
Ze verloor haar toekomst en haar doel en vooral haar gezondheid.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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godver ik kende de intro door gerard joling 
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Kan dit nummer niet meer normaal aanhoren zonder dat ik op de achtergrond Gerard Joling hoor
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Ik mijn humeurquote:
Ohjee. Rita Hovink.
Ze verloor haar toekomst en haar doel en vooral haar gezondheid.
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Wat heeft dit met Gerard Joling te maken, en hoe weten jullie dat?
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Jij leeft zeker alleen maar in het verledenquote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:43 schreef djenneke het volgende:
Wat heeft dit met Gerard Joling te maken, en hoe weten jullie dat?
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Goede vraag. Ik snap de link met Joling ook niet.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:43 schreef djenneke het volgende:
Wat heeft dit met Gerard Joling te maken, en hoe weten jullie dat?
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:44 schreef golfer het volgende:
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Goede vraag. Ik snap de link met Joling ook niet.
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eh... hoezo? Ik probeer Joling meestal bewust te vermijden... Dat wel.quote:
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Jij leeft zeker alleen maar in het verleden
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
nummer 1 van vorige week top 40quote:
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Goede vraag. Ik snap de link met Joling ook niet.
gerard verkracht rita over d'r graf
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Hij heeft op verzoek van Rita's dochter dit gezongen, als duet. Ik geloof dat het op nummer 1 staat of heeft gestaan in de hitlijsten.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:43 schreef djenneke het volgende:
Wat heeft dit met Gerard Joling te maken, en hoe weten jullie dat?
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
http://oranjemuziek.nl/20(...)g-heeft-hitpotentie/quote:
Wat heeft dit met Gerard Joling te maken, en hoe weten jullie dat?
Ik sla toch even over, als je het niet erg vindquote:
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Ik leef een Jolingloos leven. Ten minste, zo veel mogelijk.
En ik leid doorgaans ook een Rita Hovinkvrij bestaan, maar ben nu te lui om het geluid uit te zetten.
En ik leid doorgaans ook een Rita Hovinkvrij bestaan, maar ben nu te lui om het geluid uit te zetten.
meen je niet?quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:45 schreef Adelante het volgende:
[..]
nummer 1 van vorige week top 40
gerard verkracht rita over d'r graf
Heeft hij dit nummer ook opgenomen en is het een hit?
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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als je die video bekijkt heeft Ge zijn scheiding van zijn nephaar afentoe in spiegelbeeld, een glimlag is parodie.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:43 schreef djenneke het volgende:
Wat heeft dit met Gerard Joling te maken, en hoe weten jullie dat?
hij ziet dode mensen meezingen.
De Puta Madre
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that Id like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
Id save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
Ive looked around enough to know
That youre the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
Ive looked around enough to know
That youre the one I want to go
Through time with
The first thing that Id like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
Id save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
Ive looked around enough to know
That youre the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
Ive looked around enough to know
That youre the one I want to go
Through time with
Enfin, tijd in een fles.
Praat me er niet van.
Straks laat ik de Passoa weer over de vloer kletteren.
Praat me er niet van.
Straks laat ik de Passoa weer over de vloer kletteren.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Whehehe.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:47 schreef golfer het volgende:
Enfin, tijd in een fles.
Praat me er niet van.
Straks laat ik de Passoa weer over de vloer kletteren.
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Ik denk niet dat Joling in de lijst voorkomt. Die man is net als Gordon megalomaan geworden.quote:
Ik leef een Jolingloos leven. Ten minste, zo veel mogelijk.
En ik leid doorgaans ook een Rita Hovinkvrij bestaan, maar ben nu te lui om het geluid uit te zetten.
Of later tegen een uur of zes tegen de potrandquote:
Enfin, tijd in een fles.
Praat me er niet van.
Straks laat ik de Passoa weer over de vloer kletteren.
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Of het vloeit weer in het toetsenbord.quote:
Enfin, tijd in een fles.
Praat me er niet van.
Straks laat ik de Passoa weer over de vloer kletteren.
Im driving home for christmas
Oh, I cant wait to see those faces
Im driving home for christmas, yea
Well Im moving down that line
And its been so long
But I will be there
I sing this song
To pass the time away
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmas
Its gonna take some time
But Ill get there
Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
But soon therell be a freeway
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
I am driving home for christmas
Driving home for christmas
With a thousand memories
I take look at the driver next to me
Hes just the same
Just the same
Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
Im driving home for christmas, yea
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmas
Driving home for christmas
With a thousand memories
Oh, I cant wait to see those faces
Im driving home for christmas, yea
Well Im moving down that line
And its been so long
But I will be there
I sing this song
To pass the time away
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmas
Its gonna take some time
But Ill get there
Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
But soon therell be a freeway
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
I am driving home for christmas
Driving home for christmas
With a thousand memories
I take look at the driver next to me
Hes just the same
Just the same
Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
Im driving home for christmas, yea
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmas
Driving home for christmas
With a thousand memories
Kerstnummers! Maar wel een hele mooie van Chris
Maar wel een hele mooie van Chris
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
wat is dit nou weer? in de top 2000?
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
MUTE!
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Als we nu wegrijden, weet ik zeker dat we op tijd thuis zullen zijn voor Kerstmis
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Kerstmis ligt al lang en breed achter ons . . .
Take my love, take my land, take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black, tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me
I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black, tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me
Zegt Bluezz, nog namijmerend van Jim Groce:' Dit nummer mag je ook wel draaien op mijn crematie' en dan hoor ik op de radio Driving home for X-mas.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Straks krijgen we sinterklaas wie kent hem niet |!!!quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:49 schreef Adelante het volgende:
wat is dit nou weer? in de top 2000?
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Vicki Brown & New London Chorale - Stay with me till the morning
Dawn breaks above the neon lights
Soon the day desolves the night
Warm, the sheets caress
My emptiness, as you leave
Laying here in the afterglow
Tears in spite of all I know
Cries of foolish sin
I can't give in, can't you see
Though you want to stay
You're gone before the day
I never say those words, how could I
Stay with me 'til the morning
I've walked the streets alone before
Safe I'm locked behind my door
Strong in my believe
No joy or grief touches me
But when you close your eyes
It's then I realise
There's nothing left to prove, so darling
Stay with me 'til the morning
When you close your eyes
It's then I realise
I here's nothing left to prove, so darling
Stay with me 'til the morning
Stay with me 'til the morning
Dawn breaks above the neon lights
Soon the day desolves the night
Warm, the sheets caress
My emptiness, as you leave
Laying here in the afterglow
Tears in spite of all I know
Cries of foolish sin
I can't give in, can't you see
Though you want to stay
You're gone before the day
I never say those words, how could I
Stay with me 'til the morning
I've walked the streets alone before
Safe I'm locked behind my door
Strong in my believe
No joy or grief touches me
But when you close your eyes
It's then I realise
There's nothing left to prove, so darling
Stay with me 'til the morning
When you close your eyes
It's then I realise
I here's nothing left to prove, so darling
Stay with me 'til the morning
Stay with me 'til the morning
Weer op mute.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Hmmm, is dit niet een klassiek deuntje waar ze een tekst op hebben verzonnen?
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Wie post het lijstje voor volgend uur?
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
Volgende nummer graag. Van een all-time held die nog steeds muziek schrijft en maakt.
Robert Allen Zimmerman (Of in het Hebreeuws: Shabtai Zisel ben Avraham) oftewel Bobby Dylan.
Robert Allen Zimmerman (Of in het Hebreeuws: Shabtai Zisel ben Avraham) oftewel Bobby Dylan.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Doe ik zo wel even. Eerst even Dylan luisteren.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 00:54 schreef Paaskonijn het volgende:
Wie post het lijstje voor volgend uur?
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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dit is een engelse rita hovink
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Bob Dylan - Just like a woman
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Evrybody knows
That babys got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
Queen mary, shes my friend
Yes, I believe Ill go see her again
Nobody has to guess
Hat baby cant be blessed
Till she sees finally that shes like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But whats worse
Is this pain in here
I cant stay in here
Aint it clear that? br>
I just cant fit
Yes, I believe its time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please dont let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Evrybody knows
That babys got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
Queen mary, shes my friend
Yes, I believe Ill go see her again
Nobody has to guess
Hat baby cant be blessed
Till she sees finally that shes like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But whats worse
Is this pain in here
I cant stay in here
Aint it clear that? br>
I just cant fit
Yes, I believe its time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please dont let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.
Dan kan ik even bijkomen.quote:
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Doe ik zo wel even. Eerst even Dylan luisteren.
"Blijft indrukwekkend"? No fucking way.
Just like a woman is dan wel weer gewoon lekker.
Wanna buy some mandies, Bob?
Just like a woman is dan wel weer gewoon lekker.
Wanna buy some mandies, Bob?
594 Cats Marian 1969
593 Dusty Springfield Son of a preacher man 1968
592 Beatles I am the walrus 1967
591 Simon & Garfunkel Mrs. Robinson 1968
590 Police Message in a bottle 1979
589 Jewel Foolish games 1997
588 Aretha Franklin You make me feel like a natural woman 1967
587 Supertramp Breakfast in America 1979
586 Crowded House Into temptation 1989
585 Boudewijn de Groot Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen 1972
584 André Hazes Een beetje verliefd 1981
583 Queen A kind of magic 1986
582 Ennio Morricone Once upon a time in the west 1968
581 Pink Floyd One of these days 1971
580 De Dijk Nergens goed voor 1989
593 Dusty Springfield Son of a preacher man 1968
592 Beatles I am the walrus 1967
591 Simon & Garfunkel Mrs. Robinson 1968
590 Police Message in a bottle 1979
589 Jewel Foolish games 1997
588 Aretha Franklin You make me feel like a natural woman 1967
587 Supertramp Breakfast in America 1979
586 Crowded House Into temptation 1989
585 Boudewijn de Groot Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen 1972
584 André Hazes Een beetje verliefd 1981
583 Queen A kind of magic 1986
582 Ennio Morricone Once upon a time in the west 1968
581 Pink Floyd One of these days 1971
580 De Dijk Nergens goed voor 1989
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
594 565 Cats - Marian (1969)
593 544 Dusty Springfield - Son of a preacher man (1968)
592 541 Beatles - I am the walrus (1967)
591 790 Simon & Garfunkel - Mrs Robinson (1968)
590 654 Police - Message in a bottle (1979)
589 674 Jewel - Foolish games (1997)
588 578 Aretha Franklin - You make me feel like a natural woman (1967)
587 690 Supertramp - Breakfast in America (1979)
586 665 Crowded House - Into temptation (1989)
585 603 Boudewijn de Groot - Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen (1972)
584 612 André Hazes - Een beetje verliefd (1981)
583 732 Queen - A kind of magic (1986)
582 646 Ennio Morricone - Once upon a time in the west (1968)
581 941 Pink Floyd - One of these days (1971)
580 746 De Dijk - Nergens goed voor (1989)
Oftewel: heel wat mooie nummers het komende uur.
593 544 Dusty Springfield - Son of a preacher man (1968)
592 541 Beatles - I am the walrus (1967)
591 790 Simon & Garfunkel - Mrs Robinson (1968)
590 654 Police - Message in a bottle (1979)
589 674 Jewel - Foolish games (1997)
588 578 Aretha Franklin - You make me feel like a natural woman (1967)
587 690 Supertramp - Breakfast in America (1979)
586 665 Crowded House - Into temptation (1989)
585 603 Boudewijn de Groot - Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen (1972)
584 612 André Hazes - Een beetje verliefd (1981)
583 732 Queen - A kind of magic (1986)
582 646 Ennio Morricone - Once upon a time in the west (1968)
581 941 Pink Floyd - One of these days (1971)
580 746 De Dijk - Nergens goed voor (1989)
Oftewel: heel wat mooie nummers het komende uur.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Freddy Hubbard is dood.
Niet dat ik hem kende ofzo, maar toch.
Niet dat ik hem kende ofzo, maar toch.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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592 Beatles I am the walrus 1967
591 Simon & Garfunkel Mrs. Robinson 1968
590 Police Message in a bottle 1979
585 Boudewijn de Groot Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen 1972
Ik wou eigenlijk naar bed maar deze moet ik natuurlijk luisteren.
591 Simon & Garfunkel Mrs. Robinson 1968
590 Police Message in a bottle 1979
585 Boudewijn de Groot Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen 1972
Ik wou eigenlijk naar bed maar deze moet ik natuurlijk luisteren.
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
Kun je het twee nummers aanhouden?quote:
Bij het eerste nr na het nieuws ga ik even een minuutje of zo heeeeeeeeeel hard plassen
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Where are the roses that I brought you, my love
Where are the poems that I wrote
You cast your eyes down when I watch you, my love
Have I been too long on the road
(CHORUS):
I came back to find a stranger in tears
She was once the girl I used to know, for some years
Marian, tell me you still care for me
Marian, remember how good those days used to be
Marian, for don't you believe
What kind of music fills your head now my love
What kind of place became your mind
You tried to find out 'bout your feelings my love
Were you ever thinking of mine
(CHORUS)
Marian, for don't you believe
(CHORUS)
Where are the poems that I wrote
You cast your eyes down when I watch you, my love
Have I been too long on the road
(CHORUS):
I came back to find a stranger in tears
She was once the girl I used to know, for some years
Marian, tell me you still care for me
Marian, remember how good those days used to be
Marian, for don't you believe
What kind of music fills your head now my love
What kind of place became your mind
You tried to find out 'bout your feelings my love
Were you ever thinking of mine
(CHORUS)
Marian, for don't you believe
(CHORUS)
quote:Op maandag 29 december 2008 01:47 schreef remlof het volgende:
Jean Michel Jarre
Vind ik echt niks aan. Ow, al afgelopen
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Dan ken je Bluezz nog niet. Als het moet kans ze een heel uur doorzeiken.quote:
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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whehehequote:
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Dan ken je Bluezz nog niet. Als het moet kans ze een heel uur doorzeiken.
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Dusty Springfield - Son of a preacher man
Billy-ray was a preachers son
And when his daddy would visit hed come along
When they gathered round and started talkin
Thats when billy would take me walkin
A-through the back yard wed go walkin
Then hed look into my eyes
Lord knows to my surprise
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, mmm, yes he was
Being good isnt always easy
No matter how hard I try
When he started sweet-talkin to me
Hed come and tell me everything is all right
Hed kiss and tell me everything is all right
Can I get away again tonight?
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, lord knows he was
How well I remember
The look that was in his eyes
Stealin kisses from me on the sly
Takin time to make time
Tellin me that hes all mine
Learnin from each others knowing
Lookin to see how much weve grown
And the only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, oh, yes he was
He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man
I guessed he was the son of a preacher man
Sweet-lovin son of a preacher man
Ahh, move me
Billy-ray was a preachers son
And when his daddy would visit hed come along
When they gathered round and started talkin
Thats when billy would take me walkin
A-through the back yard wed go walkin
Then hed look into my eyes
Lord knows to my surprise
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, mmm, yes he was
Being good isnt always easy
No matter how hard I try
When he started sweet-talkin to me
Hed come and tell me everything is all right
Hed kiss and tell me everything is all right
Can I get away again tonight?
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, lord knows he was
How well I remember
The look that was in his eyes
Stealin kisses from me on the sly
Takin time to make time
Tellin me that hes all mine
Learnin from each others knowing
Lookin to see how much weve grown
And the only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was, oh, yes he was
He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man
I guessed he was the son of a preacher man
Sweet-lovin son of a preacher man
Ahh, move me
Maar drie echte kutnummers dit uur, redelijk uitgebalanceerd voor Top 2000 begippen
Doe mij dan maar
593 Dusty Springfield Son of a preacher man 1968
592 Beatles I am the walrus 1967
591 Simon & Garfunkel Mrs. Robinson 1968
met als toetje
590 Police Message in a bottle 1979
voor mevrouw knars
589 Jewel Foolish games 1997
en och... dan pik ik deze ook wel even mee
585 Boudewijn de Groot Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen 1972
582 Ennio Morricone Once upon a time in the west 1968
581 Pink Floyd One of these days 1971
Doe mij dan maar
593 Dusty Springfield Son of a preacher man 1968
592 Beatles I am the walrus 1967
591 Simon & Garfunkel Mrs. Robinson 1968
met als toetje
590 Police Message in a bottle 1979
voor mevrouw knars
589 Jewel Foolish games 1997
en och... dan pik ik deze ook wel even mee
585 Boudewijn de Groot Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen 1972
582 Ennio Morricone Once upon a time in the west 1968
581 Pink Floyd One of these days 1971
ik dacht dat dit die nog slechtere zou zijn van "took the hand of a preacher man and made love in the sun"
"We meet every day at the same cafe, six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there."
Beatles - I am the walrus
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation t-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman (woo), they are the eggmen (woo), I am the walrus,
goo goo gajoob.
Mister City P'liceman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run.
I'm crying.
I'm cry, I'm crying, I'm cry.
Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl and you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman (woo), they are the eggmen (woo), I am the walrus,
goo goo gajoob.
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don't come, you get a tan from
Standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo gajoob ga goo goo gajoob.
Expert texpert choking smokers,
Don't you think the joker laughs at you? (ho ho ho, he he he, ha ha ha)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide.
I'm crying.
Semolina Pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo gajoob ga goo goo gajoob
(rhythmical speaking along with juba's).
Juba juba juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba juba. Juba juba.....
(speaking)
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation t-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman (woo), they are the eggmen (woo), I am the walrus,
goo goo gajoob.
Mister City P'liceman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run.
I'm crying.
I'm cry, I'm crying, I'm cry.
Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl and you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman (woo), they are the eggmen (woo), I am the walrus,
goo goo gajoob.
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don't come, you get a tan from
Standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo gajoob ga goo goo gajoob.
Expert texpert choking smokers,
Don't you think the joker laughs at you? (ho ho ho, he he he, ha ha ha)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide.
I'm crying.
Semolina Pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo gajoob ga goo goo gajoob
(rhythmical speaking along with juba's).
Juba juba juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba juba. Juba juba.....
(speaking)
I AM THE WALRUS!
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
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quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 01:08 schreef Adelante het volgende:
ik dacht dat dit die nog slechtere zou zijn van "took the hand of a preacher man and made love in the sun"
"...well, here's another clue for you all, the Walrus was Paul"
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Son of a Preacher Man: Klassieker uit m'n oude stamkroeg, met dank aan Tarantino. Als om een uur of drie, vier snachts het lange haar gezwiept had, de hanekammen klaar waren met hun gemosh en de zwart wit geblokte mannetjes hun verkrampte skadansje hadden gedaan, kwam de mellow sfeer goed boven. Hangen en blowen, en de cd's van Superhits of the 60's werden weer tevoorschijn getoverd. Altijd feest!
I am the Walrus is een geweldig nummer. Hard draaien. Héél hard draaien met een koptelefoon.
I am the Walrus is een geweldig nummer. Hard draaien. Héél hard draaien met een koptelefoon.
Ik vond dit een volkomen begrijpelijke tekst destijds toen dit nummer uitkwam.
Heb er nu iets meer moeite mee.
Heb er nu iets meer moeite mee.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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S&G
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
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Simon & Garfunkel - Mrs Robinson
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
nee, suffe DJ, van Magical Mystery Tour, niet van The White Album
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Simon and Garfunkel (jammer dat Bridge Over Troubled Water zo laag staat)
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
S&G
Mrs. Robinson uit die prachtige film met Dustin Hofman.
Mrs. Robinson uit die prachtige film met Dustin Hofman.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Hoeveel drugs gebruikte je toen?quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 01:11 schreef golfer het volgende:
Ik vond dit een volkomen begrijpelijke tekst destijds toen dit nummer uitkwam.
Heb er nu iets meer moeite mee.
I'm just a Soul whose Intentions are Good
Niets. Ech waor.quote:
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Moest even googlen..ik bedoelde dus inderdaad The Graduate.quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 01:13 schreef golfer het volgende:
S&G
Mrs. Robinson uit die prachtige film met Dustin Hofman.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Hoe laag dan?quote:
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
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Police - Message in a bottle
Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
No-one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair
Ill send an sos to the world
Ill send an sos to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart
Ill send an sos to the world
Ill send an sos to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Ooh... message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Walked out this morning
Dont believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems Im not alone in being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home
Ill send an sos to the world
Ill send an sos to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Sending out an sos
Sending out an sos
Im sending out an sos
Im sending out an sos...
Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
No-one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair
Ill send an sos to the world
Ill send an sos to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart
Ill send an sos to the world
Ill send an sos to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Ooh... message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Walked out this morning
Dont believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems Im not alone in being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home
Ill send an sos to the world
Ill send an sos to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle
Sending out an sos
Sending out an sos
Im sending out an sos
Im sending out an sos...
The Police
Message in a bottle
Wat boffen we met deze nummers achter elkaar!
Message in a bottle
Wat boffen we met deze nummers achter elkaar!
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
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En PaasKonijn Ik heb het gemeld aan de Admin dat jij zei: Heb je typkanker.
Ja, er zijn dit uur best wel een paar leuke nummers.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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43, verdient in de top 25 te staanquote:
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
HELMOND
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
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JEWEL
"Foolish Games"
You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
[Chorus]
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
[Chorus]
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
"Foolish Games"
You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
[Chorus]
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
[Chorus]
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
Klopt. Toch een knappe plaats.quote:
[..]
43, verdient in de top 25 te staan
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Ik ken dit lied
Op zondag 23 maart 2008 02:16 schreef tyros-saver het volgende:
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Jewel is een kna... heeft een knap mooi nummer gemaakt en dat is deze.
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
Aretha Franklin - You Make Me Feel (Like A Natural Woman) lyrics
Looking out on the morning rain
I used to feel so uninspired
and when i knew i had to face another day
lord it made me feel so tired.
before the day i met you,
life was so unkind
You're the key to my piece of mind
chorus:
cause you make me feel
you make me feel
you make me feel like a natural woman (woman)
when my soul was in the lost and found
you came along to claim it
i didnt know just what was wrong with me
till your kiss helped me name it.
now im no longer doubtful of what im living for
and if i make you happy i dont need to do more
chorus
ohh baby what ya done to me (whatcha done to me)
made me feel so good inside (good inside)
and i just wanna be (wanna be)
close to you you make me feel so alive
chorus (repeat till fade out)
Looking out on the morning rain
I used to feel so uninspired
and when i knew i had to face another day
lord it made me feel so tired.
before the day i met you,
life was so unkind
You're the key to my piece of mind
chorus:
cause you make me feel
you make me feel
you make me feel like a natural woman (woman)
when my soul was in the lost and found
you came along to claim it
i didnt know just what was wrong with me
till your kiss helped me name it.
now im no longer doubtful of what im living for
and if i make you happy i dont need to do more
chorus
ohh baby what ya done to me (whatcha done to me)
made me feel so good inside (good inside)
and i just wanna be (wanna be)
close to you you make me feel so alive
chorus (repeat till fade out)
Aretha Franklin
En nee, ik trap er niet weer in om het refrein mee te zingen.
En nee, ik trap er niet weer in om het refrein mee te zingen.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Supertramp - Breakfast in America
Take a look at my girlfriend
Shes the only one I got
Not much of a girlfriend
Never seem to get a lot
Take a jumbo across the water
Like to see america
See the girls in california
Im hoping its going to come true
But theres not a lot I can do
Could we have kippers for breakfast
Mummy dear, mummy dear
They got to have em in texas
Cos everyones a millionaire
Im a winner, Im a sinner
Do you want my autograph
Im a loser, what a joker
Im playing my jokes upon you
While theres nothing better to do
Dont you look at my girlfriend
Shes the only one I got
Not much of a girlfriend
Never seem to get a lot
Take a jumbo cross the water
Like to see america
See the girls in california
Im hoping its going to come true
But theres not a lot I can do
Take a look at my girlfriend
Shes the only one I got
Not much of a girlfriend
Never seem to get a lot
Take a jumbo across the water
Like to see america
See the girls in california
Im hoping its going to come true
But theres not a lot I can do
Could we have kippers for breakfast
Mummy dear, mummy dear
They got to have em in texas
Cos everyones a millionaire
Im a winner, Im a sinner
Do you want my autograph
Im a loser, what a joker
Im playing my jokes upon you
While theres nothing better to do
Dont you look at my girlfriend
Shes the only one I got
Not much of a girlfriend
Never seem to get a lot
Take a jumbo cross the water
Like to see america
See the girls in california
Im hoping its going to come true
But theres not a lot I can do
maar vast niet in deze versie?quote:
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
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Ohhh dit nummer
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Was dat een cover? Ik dacht een ramp...quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 01:28 schreef Ofyles2 het volgende:
Overigens werd dit lied van Supertramp gecoverd door de Gym Class Heroes.
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
Klopt. Alleen is die van de Gym Class Heroes iets sneller van tempo.quote:
[..]
Was dat een cover? Ik dacht een ramp...
Crowded House - Into temptation
You opened up your door
I couldnt believe my luck
You in your new blue dress
Taking away my breath
The cradle is soft and warm
Couldnt do me no harm
Youre showing me how to give
Into temptation
Knowing full well the earth will rebel
Into temptation
In a muddle of nervous words
Could never amount to betrayal
The sentence is all my own
The price is to watch it fail
As I turn to go
You looked at me for half a second
An open invitation for me to go
Into temptation
Knowing full well the earth will rebel
Into temptation
Safe in the wide open arms of hell
We can go sailing in
Climb down
Lose yourself when you linger long
Into temptation
Right where you belong
The guilty get no sleep
In the last slow hours of morning
Experience is cheap
I shouldve listened to the warning
But the cradle is soft and warm
Into temptation
Knowing full well the earth will rebel
Into your wide open arms
No way to break the spell
Dont tell
You opened up your door
I couldnt believe my luck
You in your new blue dress
Taking away my breath
The cradle is soft and warm
Couldnt do me no harm
Youre showing me how to give
Into temptation
Knowing full well the earth will rebel
Into temptation
In a muddle of nervous words
Could never amount to betrayal
The sentence is all my own
The price is to watch it fail
As I turn to go
You looked at me for half a second
An open invitation for me to go
Into temptation
Knowing full well the earth will rebel
Into temptation
Safe in the wide open arms of hell
We can go sailing in
Climb down
Lose yourself when you linger long
Into temptation
Right where you belong
The guilty get no sleep
In the last slow hours of morning
Experience is cheap
I shouldve listened to the warning
But the cradle is soft and warm
Into temptation
Knowing full well the earth will rebel
Into your wide open arms
No way to break the spell
Dont tell
Hierna weer een beetje terug in de tijd:
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Boudewijn de Groot - Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Valt 't je op dat de zon feller schijnt
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen?
Valt 't je op dat de wind harder waait
Als je 'm tegen hebt in plaats van mee?
't Is koeler in huis dan aan zee
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Je kerft je naam in de nerf van een boom
En niemand weet ooit wie je bent
De boswachter glimlacht als hij je herkent
Je drijft langzaam mee met de stroom
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als er gebeld wordt verlaat je 't pand
En je loopt langs de trap naar beneden
De tramconducteur voor de deur op de stoep
Knikt je zwijgend maar zeer beleefd toe
Je wilt wel wat zeggen maar je bent veel te moe
Want je komt langs de trap naar beneden
Je verduistert de zon met de wind in je rug
De tramconducteur schudt z'n hoofd
Vandaag is er niemand meer die hij gelooft
Z'n blindenstok tikt op de brug
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Valt 't je op dat de dag langer duurt
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Valt 't je op dat de nacht warmer is
Als de nevel je ogen verzwaart
De kaars waar je samen naar staart
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
De klok en de klepel verzetten de tijd
Je glijdt in een sneeuwdiepe kuil
Ze vragen de morgen, je geeft 'm in ruil
Voor 't ei dat je eet bij 't ontbijt
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Valt 't je op dat de zon feller schijnt
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen?
Valt 't je op dat de wind harder waait
Als je 'm tegen hebt in plaats van mee?
't Is koeler in huis dan aan zee
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Je kerft je naam in de nerf van een boom
En niemand weet ooit wie je bent
De boswachter glimlacht als hij je herkent
Je drijft langzaam mee met de stroom
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als er gebeld wordt verlaat je 't pand
En je loopt langs de trap naar beneden
De tramconducteur voor de deur op de stoep
Knikt je zwijgend maar zeer beleefd toe
Je wilt wel wat zeggen maar je bent veel te moe
Want je komt langs de trap naar beneden
Je verduistert de zon met de wind in je rug
De tramconducteur schudt z'n hoofd
Vandaag is er niemand meer die hij gelooft
Z'n blindenstok tikt op de brug
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Valt 't je op dat de dag langer duurt
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Valt 't je op dat de nacht warmer is
Als de nevel je ogen verzwaart
De kaars waar je samen naar staart
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
De klok en de klepel verzetten de tijd
Je glijdt in een sneeuwdiepe kuil
Ze vragen de morgen, je geeft 'm in ruil
Voor 't ei dat je eet bij 't ontbijt
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Als de rook om je hoofd is verdwenen
Vind Boudewijn goed, maar heb nooit veel gegeven om dit nummer. Ik vind hem instrumentaal nogal irritant Hup, Hup, Hup, Hup
Hup, Hup, Hup, Hup
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
André Hazes - Een beetje verliefd
In een discotheek , zat ik van de week
en ik voelde mij daar zo alleen
't was er warm en druk,ik zat naast een lege kruk
ik verlangde zo naar jou hier aan m'n zij
ja ik denk nog steeds hoe het was geweest
toen je naast me zat hier aan de bar
ik vroeg drink je mee, dat vond jij oké
toen je proostend naar me keek werd ik zo week
refrein:
EEN BEETJE VERLIEFD
IK DACHT EEN BEETJE VERLIEFD
ALS IK WIST WAT JIJ TOEN DACHT
HAD IK NOOIT OP JOU GEWACHT
ALS EEN KIND ZAT IK TE DROMEN
DEZE NACHT BEN JIJ VOOR MIJ
MAAR DIE DROOM GING SNEL VOORBIJ
jij stond op en zei , hou m'n plaatsje vrij
ik moet even weg maar ben zo terug
ach die kruk bleef leeg tot ik in de gaten kreeg
dat je wegging zonder mij , ik was nu alleen
Refrein
In een discotheek , zat ik van de week
en ik voelde mij daar zo alleen
't was er warm en druk,ik zat naast een lege kruk
ik verlangde zo naar jou hier aan m'n zij
ja ik denk nog steeds hoe het was geweest
toen je naast me zat hier aan de bar
ik vroeg drink je mee, dat vond jij oké
toen je proostend naar me keek werd ik zo week
refrein:
EEN BEETJE VERLIEFD
IK DACHT EEN BEETJE VERLIEFD
ALS IK WIST WAT JIJ TOEN DACHT
HAD IK NOOIT OP JOU GEWACHT
ALS EEN KIND ZAT IK TE DROMEN
DEZE NACHT BEN JIJ VOOR MIJ
MAAR DIE DROOM GING SNEL VOORBIJ
jij stond op en zei , hou m'n plaatsje vrij
ik moet even weg maar ben zo terug
ach die kruk bleef leeg tot ik in de gaten kreeg
dat je wegging zonder mij , ik was nu alleen
Refrein
mute.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
quote:
Zie hier een aankomende echtscheiding.quote:
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
quote:
[..]
[..]
Zie hier een aankomende echtscheiding.
Queen - A kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
A kind of magic
One dream one soul one prize one goal
One golden glance of what should be
Its a kind of magic
One shaft of light that shows the way
No mortal man can win this day
Its a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
Its a kind of magic
The waiting seems eternity
The day will dawn of sanity
Is this a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done
This flame that burns inside of me
Im here in secret harmonies
Its a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
The rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be will soon be
Will soon be done
This is a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done-done
Magic - its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
Magic magic magic magic
Ha ha ha its magic
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
A kind of magic
One dream one soul one prize one goal
One golden glance of what should be
Its a kind of magic
One shaft of light that shows the way
No mortal man can win this day
Its a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
Its a kind of magic
The waiting seems eternity
The day will dawn of sanity
Is this a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done
This flame that burns inside of me
Im here in secret harmonies
Its a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
The rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be will soon be
Will soon be done
This is a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done-done
Magic - its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
Magic magic magic magic
Ha ha ha its magic
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
A kind of magic
One dream one soul one prize one goal
One golden glance of what should be
Its a kind of magic
One shaft of light that shows the way
No mortal man can win this day
Its a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
Its a kind of magic
The waiting seems eternity
The day will dawn of sanity
Is this a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done
This flame that burns inside of me
Im here in secret harmonies
Its a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
The rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be will soon be
Will soon be done
This is a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done-done
Magic - its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
Magic magic magic magic
Ha ha ha its magic
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
A kind of magic
One dream one soul one prize one goal
One golden glance of what should be
Its a kind of magic
One shaft of light that shows the way
No mortal man can win this day
Its a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
Its a kind of magic
The waiting seems eternity
The day will dawn of sanity
Is this a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done
This flame that burns inside of me
Im here in secret harmonies
Its a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
Its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
The rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be will soon be
Will soon be done
This is a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done-done
Magic - its a kind of magic
Its a kind of magic
Magic magic magic magic
Ha ha ha its magic
Its a kind of magic
Twee regels zometeen:
Pink Floyd - One of these days
One of these days
Im going to cut you into little pieces
Pink Floyd - One of these days
One of these days
Im going to cut you into little pieces
* golfer gaat naar het mandje toe.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Ennio Morricone - Once upon a time in the westquote:
Wat was dat ookalweer net die instrumentale
Ennio!quote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 01:51 schreef paultjuhhh het volgende:
Wat was dat ookalweer net die instrumentale
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
OHJA OMGquote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 01:52 schreef Ofyles2 het volgende:
[..]
Ennio Morricone - Once upon a time in the west
btw nu weer instrumentaal
Winnaar FOK-Eredivisie-Toto 2025
De Dijk - Nergens goed voor
ik heb geen cent te makken
en ik heb nooit een vak geleerd
ik kijk niet uit m'n doppen
en mijn handen staan verkeerd
iIk ben niet moeders mooiste
en ik ben niet al te vlug
en als je mij een tientje leent
zie je het nooit meer terug
en ik denk niet dat ik ooit verander
want dat duurt bij mij nooit lang en ik heb er ook geen zin in
en ik ben het niet van plan
ik ben nergens goed voor
daar weet jij alles van
maar ik kan van je houden
zoals niemand anders kan
laat uren op me wachten
en dan heb ik ook nog geen geduld
denk enkel aan mezelf
en geef anderen de schuld
het is bij mij een zooitje
en ik geef nooit fouten toe
en als je met me vrijt
dan ben ik liever lui dan moe
en ik denk niet dat ik ooit verander
dus daar begin ik maar niet aan
ik heb er ook geen zin in
en ik was het niet van plan
ik ben nergens goed voor
daar weet jij alles van
maar ik kan van je houden
zoals niemand anders kan
ik kan van je houden
zoals niemand anders kan
ik heb geen cent te makken
en ik heb nooit een vak geleerd
ik kijk niet uit m'n doppen
en mijn handen staan verkeerd
iIk ben niet moeders mooiste
en ik ben niet al te vlug
en als je mij een tientje leent
zie je het nooit meer terug
en ik denk niet dat ik ooit verander
want dat duurt bij mij nooit lang en ik heb er ook geen zin in
en ik ben het niet van plan
ik ben nergens goed voor
daar weet jij alles van
maar ik kan van je houden
zoals niemand anders kan
laat uren op me wachten
en dan heb ik ook nog geen geduld
denk enkel aan mezelf
en geef anderen de schuld
het is bij mij een zooitje
en ik geef nooit fouten toe
en als je met me vrijt
dan ben ik liever lui dan moe
en ik denk niet dat ik ooit verander
dus daar begin ik maar niet aan
ik heb er ook geen zin in
en ik was het niet van plan
ik ben nergens goed voor
daar weet jij alles van
maar ik kan van je houden
zoals niemand anders kan
ik kan van je houden
zoals niemand anders kan
beter dan het muurtjequote:Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 01:57 schreef knars het volgende:
Dat was toch even flink smullen net met Pink Floyd.
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
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577 243 Herbert Grönemeyer - Der Weg (2002)
576 584 Maggie MacNeal - Terug naar de kust (1976)
575 582 John Denver - Annie's Song (1976)
574 576 Scott McKenzie - San Francisco (1967)
573 418 Queen - These are the days of our lives (1991)
572 700 John Lennon - Working class hero (1970)
571 804 Q65 - The life I live (1966)
570 740 Zager & Evans - In the year 2525 (1969)
569 698 Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel - Make me smile (1975)
568 685 Roy Orbison - In dreams (1963)
567 917 Simple Minds - Alive & kicking (1985)
566 713 Peter Gabriel - Biko (1980)
565 720 Queen - Crazy little thing called love (1979)
579 392 DC Lewis - Mijn gebed (1970)
578 611 Bob Marley & the Wailers - Stir it up (1979)
577 243 Herbert Grönemeyer - Der Weg (2002)
576 584 Maggie MacNeal - Terug naar de kust (1976)
575 582 John Denver - Annie's Song (1976)
574 576 Scott McKenzie - San Francisco (1967)
573 418 Queen - These are the days of our lives (1991)
572 700 John Lennon - Working class hero (1970)
571 804 Q65 - The life I live (1966)
570 740 Zager & Evans - In the year 2525 (1969)
569 698 Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel - Make me smile (1975)
568 685 Roy Orbison - In dreams (1963)
567 917 Simple Minds - Alive & kicking (1985)
566 713 Peter Gabriel - Biko (1980)
565 720 Queen - Crazy little thing called love (1979)
