MUZ Muziek
Het forum voor 's werelds enige universele hobby! Snaren of toetsen, vinyl of cd, eendagsvlieg of rasartiest, op de radio of op een festival! Hier kun je al je ongebreideld enthousiasme, maar ook je weldoordachte kritische noten kwijt over muziek
Borsato en Oosterhuis in dat lijstje
Michael en z'n betere dagen
Michael en z'n betere dagen
It says on your chart that you're fucked up. You talk like a fag, and your shit's all retarded.
truste
'It's like what Lenin said... you look for the person who will benefit, and, uh, uh... '
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
Trusten shmoops
Ik noem een Tony van Heemschut,een Loeki Knol,een Brammetje Biesterveld en natuurlijk een Japie Stobbe !
hoe hard? vanaf groningen naar?quote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:02 schreef shmoopy het volgende:
Ik ga het nieuwe uur niet volmaken vrees ik.
Kan iemand 'Ren, Lenny, ren' dan even heel hard zetten?
Amsterdam, maar ik hoef er niet wakker van te worden, als ik maar weet dat iemand 'm hard heeft gezet.quote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:03 schreef the_disheaver het volgende:
[..]
hoe hard? vanaf groningen naar?
Truste, tong.
Als het pannen van daken waait
Als het gras naar je voeten graait
Als de wind langs je wangen aait, hier ben ik
Als het gras naar je voeten graait
Als de wind langs je wangen aait, hier ben ik
Ow... okey. Zorgt ervoorquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:04 schreef shmoopy het volgende:
[..]
Amsterdam, maar ik hoef er niet wakker van te worden, als ik maar weet dat iemand 'm hard heeft gezet.
Truste, tong.
Truste!
We komen graag voor je deur een serenade brengen met de autoradioquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:02 schreef shmoopy het volgende:
Ik ga het nieuwe uur niet volmaken vrees ik.
Kan iemand 'Ren, Lenny, ren' dan even heel hard zetten?
Welterusten alvast
Als het pannen van daken waait
Als het gras naar je voeten graait
Als de wind langs je wangen aait, hier ben ik
Als het gras naar je voeten graait
Als de wind langs je wangen aait, hier ben ik
Mijne uit de begin der tijden, dus geef me achternaam nietquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:02 schreef I_doubt het volgende:
[..]
Tnx, bestaat al eeuwen. Moet je eens googlen. Bijna allemaal familie
Slaap lekker Tongquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:03 schreef tong80 het volgende:
237 Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet home Alabama 1974
234 Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young - Our house 1970 233
232 Adamo - Vous permettez monsieur 1964 243
231 Frans Halsema & Jenny Arean - Vluchten kan niet meer 1977 316
226 Moody Blues - Question
Te weinig om wakker te blijven.
Trusten
238 Phil Collins Against all odds (Take a look at me now)
How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You’re the only one who really knew me at all
How can you just walk away from me,
When all I can do is watch you leave
Cos we’ve shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears
You’re the only one who really knew me at all
So take a look at me now, oh there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me,
Just the memory of your face
Ooh take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against all odds and that’s what I’ve got to face
I wish I could just make you turn around,
Turn around and see me cry
There’s so much I need to say to you,
So many reasons why
You’re the only one who really knew me at all
So take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face
Now take a look at me now, cos there’s just an empty space
But to wait for you, is all I can do and that’s what I’ve got to face
Take a good look at me now, cos I’ll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
It’s the chance I’ve gotta take
Take a look at me now
How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You’re the only one who really knew me at all
How can you just walk away from me,
When all I can do is watch you leave
Cos we’ve shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears
You’re the only one who really knew me at all
So take a look at me now, oh there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me,
Just the memory of your face
Ooh take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against all odds and that’s what I’ve got to face
I wish I could just make you turn around,
Turn around and see me cry
There’s so much I need to say to you,
So many reasons why
You’re the only one who really knew me at all
So take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face
Now take a look at me now, cos there’s just an empty space
But to wait for you, is all I can do and that’s what I’ve got to face
Take a good look at me now, cos I’ll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
It’s the chance I’ve gotta take
Take a look at me now
Ok, minder uur, dus ik ben weg tot strakkies
En voor de mensen die ik niet meer online tegen kom: Een fijn uiteinde
En voor de mensen die ik niet meer online tegen kom: Een fijn uiteinde
'It's like what Lenin said... you look for the person who will benefit, and, uh, uh... '
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
"Please don't argue with me. My brain's only just about capable of stopping me farting in front of you."
Kippenvel.quote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:07 schreef I_doubt het volgende:
238 Phil Collins Against all odds (Take a look at me now)
Verjaardagen zijn gezond -
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
hoe meer je er hebt, des te langer je leeft
ach, die staat toch standaard in mn winamp
It says on your chart that you're fucked up. You talk like a fag, and your shit's all retarded.
Disciple_of_Guinnessquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:08 schreef Disciple_of_Guinness het volgende:
Ok, minder uur, dus ik ben weg tot strakkies
En voor de mensen die ik niet meer online tegen kom: Een fijn uiteinde
Disciple_of_Guinness
237 Lynyrd Skynyrd Sweet home Alabama
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again
And I think its a sin, yes
Well I heard mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around anyhow
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Birmingham they love the governor
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Here I come Alabama
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feeling blue
Now how about you?
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Sweet home Alabama
Oh sweet home baby
Where the skies are so blue
And the governor's true
Sweet Home Alabama
Lordy
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again
And I think its a sin, yes
Well I heard mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around anyhow
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Birmingham they love the governor
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Here I come Alabama
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feeling blue
Now how about you?
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Sweet home Alabama
Oh sweet home baby
Where the skies are so blue
And the governor's true
Sweet Home Alabama
Lordy
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer
wel mooi nummer van Phil, al ben ik nog steeds meer gecharmeerd van Rain down on me...
net ff opgezocht, maar die staat toch op een teleurstellende 1289e plaats... zwaar ondergewaardeerd als je het mij vraagt
net ff opgezocht, maar die staat toch op een teleurstellende 1289e plaats... zwaar ondergewaardeerd als je het mij vraagt
It says on your chart that you're fucked up. You talk like a fag, and your shit's all retarded.
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the southland
I miss alabamy once again
And I think it’s a sin, yes
Well I heard mister young sing about her
Well, I heard ole neil put her down
Well, I hope neil young will remember
A southern man don’t need him around anyhow
Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, I’m coming home to you
In birmingham they love the governor
Now we all did what we could do
Now watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth
Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, I’m coming home to you
Here I come alabama
Now muscle shoals has got the swampers
And they’ve been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I’m feeling blue
Now how about you?
Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, I’m coming home to you
Sweet home alabama
Oh sweet home baby
Where the skies are so blue
And the governor’s true
Sweet home alabama
Lordy
Lord, I’m coming home to you
Yea, yea montgomery’s got the answer
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the southland
I miss alabamy once again
And I think it’s a sin, yes
Well I heard mister young sing about her
Well, I heard ole neil put her down
Well, I hope neil young will remember
A southern man don’t need him around anyhow
Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, I’m coming home to you
In birmingham they love the governor
Now we all did what we could do
Now watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth
Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, I’m coming home to you
Here I come alabama
Now muscle shoals has got the swampers
And they’ve been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I’m feeling blue
Now how about you?
Sweet home alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home alabama
Lord, I’m coming home to you
Sweet home alabama
Oh sweet home baby
Where the skies are so blue
And the governor’s true
Sweet home alabama
Lordy
Lord, I’m coming home to you
Yea, yea montgomery’s got the answer
Met 2 teksten gaat het makkelijkerquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:12 schreef I_doubt het volgende:
En meezingen maar
Een duetquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:12 schreef the_disheaver het volgende:
[..]
Met 2 teksten gaat het makkelijker
236 Temptations Papa was a Rolling Stone
It was the third of September.
That day I'll always remember, yes I will.
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died.
I never got a chance to see him.
Never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
Well, well
Hey Mama, is it true what they say,
that Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, some bad talk going around town
saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife.
And that ain't right.
Hey, talk about Papa doing some store front preaching.
Talked about saving souls and all the time leeching.
Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord.
Mama just hung her head and said,
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
"Hey, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
Ugh
Hey Mama, I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades.
Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave?
Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bills.
Hey Mama, folks say that Papa was never much on thinking.
Spent most of his life chasing women and drinking.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone. (Well, well, well, well)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone, lone, lone, lone, alone."
"Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
"I said, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
It was the third of September.
That day I'll always remember, yes I will.
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died.
I never got a chance to see him.
Never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
Well, well
Hey Mama, is it true what they say,
that Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, some bad talk going around town
saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife.
And that ain't right.
Hey, talk about Papa doing some store front preaching.
Talked about saving souls and all the time leeching.
Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord.
Mama just hung her head and said,
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
"Hey, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
Ugh
Hey Mama, I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades.
Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave?
Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bills.
Hey Mama, folks say that Papa was never much on thinking.
Spent most of his life chasing women and drinking.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone. (Well, well, well, well)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone, lone, lone, lone, alone."
"Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
"I said, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
Die kan je mooi verkopen.quote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:16 schreef the_disheaver het volgende:
tsja,... Waarom zou je ook blij zijn met 10 mp3 spelers?
235 Marco Borsato & Trijntje Oosterhuis Wereld zonder jou
Ik heb een masker opgezet
En als mijn vrienden erom vragen
Zeg ik dat het heerlijk is alleen
Je foto's zijn al van de wand
Alsof ik zo vergeten kan
Dat ik je mis
Hoe koud het is
Hoe leeg zo zonder jou
Hier om me heen
Ik kan je niet laten gaan
Al zeg ik dat het beter is
Alleen en zonder jou
Ik kan het gewoon niet aan
Ik mis je armen om me heen
Nee ik leef niet in een wereld zonder jou
Ik heb bijna alles geprobeerd
Alles om je te vergeten
Ik lieg als ze me vragen hoe het gaat
Ik lees veel boeken kijk TV
Maar daar verandert ook niets mee
Ik voel nog steeds
Verlang nog steeds
Ik denk nog steeds
En steeds alleen aan jou
Ik kan je niet laten gaan
Al zeg ik dat het beter is
Alleen en zonder jou
Ik kan het gewoon niet aan
Ik mis je armen om me heen
Nee ik leef niet in een wereld zonder jou
De tijd staat stil
De tijd die alle wonden heelt
Ze loopt niet zonder jou
Ik kan je niet laten gaan
Al schreeuw ik dat het beter is
Alleen en zonder jou
Ik kan het gewoon niet aan
Ik mis je armen om me heen
En alles aan je waar ik zo van hou
Nee ik leef niet in een wereld
Zonder jou
Ik heb een masker opgezet
En als mijn vrienden erom vragen
Zeg ik dat het heerlijk is alleen
Je foto's zijn al van de wand
Alsof ik zo vergeten kan
Dat ik je mis
Hoe koud het is
Hoe leeg zo zonder jou
Hier om me heen
Ik kan je niet laten gaan
Al zeg ik dat het beter is
Alleen en zonder jou
Ik kan het gewoon niet aan
Ik mis je armen om me heen
Nee ik leef niet in een wereld zonder jou
Ik heb bijna alles geprobeerd
Alles om je te vergeten
Ik lieg als ze me vragen hoe het gaat
Ik lees veel boeken kijk TV
Maar daar verandert ook niets mee
Ik voel nog steeds
Verlang nog steeds
Ik denk nog steeds
En steeds alleen aan jou
Ik kan je niet laten gaan
Al zeg ik dat het beter is
Alleen en zonder jou
Ik kan het gewoon niet aan
Ik mis je armen om me heen
Nee ik leef niet in een wereld zonder jou
De tijd staat stil
De tijd die alle wonden heelt
Ze loopt niet zonder jou
Ik kan je niet laten gaan
Al schreeuw ik dat het beter is
Alleen en zonder jou
Ik kan het gewoon niet aan
Ik mis je armen om me heen
En alles aan je waar ik zo van hou
Nee ik leef niet in een wereld
Zonder jou
Welkom in het topic van het jaar! Het eindejaarquote:Op zaterdag 31 december 2005 03:19 schreef Euc- het volgende:
Yes! Nog meer mensen wakker!
te zoetsappig deze
It says on your chart that you're fucked up. You talk like a fag, and your shit's all retarded.
Wacht maar op het volgend nummer: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young Our house
en het nummer daarna:Yes Owner of a lonely heart
en het nummer daarna:Adamo Vous permettez monsieur
etc
en het nummer daarna:Yes Owner of a lonely heart
en het nummer daarna:Adamo Vous permettez monsieur
etc
234 Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young Our house
I'll light the fire, while you place the flowers
In the vase that you bought today.
Staring at the fire for hours and hours,
While I listen to you play your love songs
All night long for me, only for me.
Our house, is a very, very, very fine house.
With two cats in the yard,
Life used to be so hard,
Now everything is easy 'cause of you.
Come to me now, and rest your head for just five minutes,
Everything is done.
Such a cozy room, the windows are illuminated
By the evening sunshine through them,
Fiery gems for you, only for you.
I'll light the fire, while you place the flowers
In the vase that you bought today.
I'll light the fire, while you place the flowers
In the vase that you bought today.
Staring at the fire for hours and hours,
While I listen to you play your love songs
All night long for me, only for me.
Our house, is a very, very, very fine house.
With two cats in the yard,
Life used to be so hard,
Now everything is easy 'cause of you.
Come to me now, and rest your head for just five minutes,
Everything is done.
Such a cozy room, the windows are illuminated
By the evening sunshine through them,
Fiery gems for you, only for you.
I'll light the fire, while you place the flowers
In the vase that you bought today.
Oh dadelijk komen wel een paar gave nummers, Ren Lenny Ren, Owner of a lonely heart, killer queen, joe cocker-you are so beautiful, I do it for you en the final countdown
O_o o_O O_O °_O °_° O_°
Beter
It says on your chart that you're fucked up. You talk like a fag, and your shit's all retarded.
233 Yes Owner of a lonely heart
Move yourself
You always live your life
Never thinking of the future
Prove yourself
You are the move you make
Take your chances win or loser
See yourself
You are the steps you take
You and you - and that’s the only way
Shake - shake yourself
You’re every move you make
So the story goes
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Say - you don’t want to chance it
You’ve been hurt so before
Watch it now
The eagle in the sky
How he dancin’ one and only
You - lose yourself
No not for pity’s sake
There’s no real reason to be lonely
Be yourself
Give your free will a chance
You’ve got to want to succeed
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
After my own decision
They confused me so - owner of a lonely heart
My love said never question your will at all
In the end you’ve got to go
Look before you leap - owner of a lonely heart
And don’t you hesitate at all - no no
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
(repeat)
Owner of a lonely heart
Sooner or later each conclusion
Will decide the lonely heart - owner of a lonely heart
It will excite it will delight
It will give a better start - owner of a lonely heart
Don’t deceive your free will at all
Don’t deceive your free will at all - owner of a lonely heart
Don’t deceive your free will at all
Just receive it
Move yourself
You always live your life
Never thinking of the future
Prove yourself
You are the move you make
Take your chances win or loser
See yourself
You are the steps you take
You and you - and that’s the only way
Shake - shake yourself
You’re every move you make
So the story goes
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Say - you don’t want to chance it
You’ve been hurt so before
Watch it now
The eagle in the sky
How he dancin’ one and only
You - lose yourself
No not for pity’s sake
There’s no real reason to be lonely
Be yourself
Give your free will a chance
You’ve got to want to succeed
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
After my own decision
They confused me so - owner of a lonely heart
My love said never question your will at all
In the end you’ve got to go
Look before you leap - owner of a lonely heart
And don’t you hesitate at all - no no
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
(repeat)
Owner of a lonely heart
Sooner or later each conclusion
Will decide the lonely heart - owner of a lonely heart
It will excite it will delight
It will give a better start - owner of a lonely heart
Don’t deceive your free will at all
Don’t deceive your free will at all - owner of a lonely heart
Don’t deceive your free will at all
Just receive it
jaaa dit is een gaaf nummer
It says on your chart that you're fucked up. You talk like a fag, and your shit's all retarded.
