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Amazing Stroopwafels - Oude Maasweg (1982)
Sittin' on a highway in a broken van
Thinkin' of you again
I guess I have to hitchhike to the station
With every step I see your face
Like a mirror looking back at me
Sayin' you're the only one
Making me feel I could survive
I am so glad to be alive
Nowhere to run and not a guitar to play
Mixed up inside and it's been raining all day
Since you ran away
Manhattan Island serenade
'k Zit hier op de snelweg met een lege tank
Regen klettert op 't dak
Ik zal nou wel naar huis toe moeten liften
Ik denk aan jou bij elke stap
In de verte blijft de transit staan
Ik kom nooit meer van je los
'k Zie de Caltex in de nevel
Olievlekken op de maas
'k Loop wel door maar ik kan nergens heen
't Regent nog steeds en ik voel me zo alleen
Nu 'k je nooit meer zie
Oude Maasweg, kwart voor drie
Nu 'k je nooit meer zie
Oude Maasweg, kwart voor drie
Sittin' on a highway in a broken van
Thinkin' of you again
I guess I have to hitchhike to the station
With every step I see your face
Like a mirror looking back at me
Sayin' you're the only one
Making me feel I could survive
I am so glad to be alive
Nowhere to run and not a guitar to play
Mixed up inside and it's been raining all day
Since you ran away
Manhattan Island serenade
'k Zit hier op de snelweg met een lege tank
Regen klettert op 't dak
Ik zal nou wel naar huis toe moeten liften
Ik denk aan jou bij elke stap
In de verte blijft de transit staan
Ik kom nooit meer van je los
'k Zie de Caltex in de nevel
Olievlekken op de maas
'k Loop wel door maar ik kan nergens heen
't Regent nog steeds en ik voel me zo alleen
Nu 'k je nooit meer zie
Oude Maasweg, kwart voor drie
Nu 'k je nooit meer zie
Oude Maasweg, kwart voor drie
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Lees het interview met de stroopwafels. http://top2000.radio2.nl/2006/page/nieuws/109927
Dikke en Zw0rld zijn de F0k!F00dMasters
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
Guus Meeuwis - Brabant (2004)
Een muts op mijn hoofd
Mijn kraag staat omhoog
Het is hier ijskoud
Maar gelukkig wel droog
De dagen zijn kort hier
De nacht begint vroeg
De mensen zijn stug
En er is maar een kroeg
Als ik naar mijn hotel loop
Na een donkere dag
Dan voel ik mijn huissleutel
Diep in mijn zak
Refr.
Ik loop hier alleen
in een te stille stad
Ik heb eigenlijk nooit last
Van heimwee gehad
Maar de mensen ze slapen
De wereld gaat dicht
En dan denk ik aan Brabant
Want daar brandt nog licht
Ik mis hier de warmte
van een dorpscafe
De aanspraak van mensen
met een zachte G
Ik mis zelfs het zeiken
op alles om niets
Was men maar op Brabant
zo trots als een Fries
In het zuiden vol zon
woon ik samen met jou
Het is daarom dat ik zo
van Brabanders hou
Refr.
De Peel en de Kempen
en de Meierij
Maar het mooiste aan Brabant
Ben jij, dat ben jij
Een muts op mijn hoofd
Mijn kraag staat omhoog
Het is hier ijskoud
Maar gelukkig wel droog
De dagen zijn kort hier
De nacht begint vroeg
De mensen zijn stug
En er is maar een kroeg
Als ik naar mijn hotel loop
Na een donkere dag
Dan voel ik mijn huissleutel
Diep in mijn zak
Refr.
Ik loop hier alleen
in een te stille stad
Ik heb eigenlijk nooit last
Van heimwee gehad
Maar de mensen ze slapen
De wereld gaat dicht
En dan denk ik aan Brabant
Want daar brandt nog licht
Ik mis hier de warmte
van een dorpscafe
De aanspraak van mensen
met een zachte G
Ik mis zelfs het zeiken
op alles om niets
Was men maar op Brabant
zo trots als een Fries
In het zuiden vol zon
woon ik samen met jou
Het is daarom dat ik zo
van Brabanders hou
Refr.
De Peel en de Kempen
en de Meierij
Maar het mooiste aan Brabant
Ben jij, dat ben jij
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Sinds wanneer is Tilburg niet Brabants?quote:Op zondag 31 december 2006 20:28 schreef nipeng het volgende:
Bah brabant. Wat weet die knakker nou van Brabant.
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
Die gast komt helemaal niet uit Tilburg.quote:Op zondag 31 december 2006 20:29 schreef FritsFlits het volgende:
[..]
Sinds wanneer is Tilburg niet Brabants?
Hij is geboren in Lieshout -> andere kant van Eindhoven = Limburg
Supertramp - School (1974)
I can see you in the morning when you go to school
Don't forget your books, you know you've got to learn the golden rule,
Teacher tells you stop your play and get on with your work
And be like Johnnie - too-good, well don't you know he never shirks
- he's coming along!
After school is over you're playing in the park
Don't be out too late, don't let it get too dark
They tell you not to hang around and learn what life's about
And grow up just like them - won't you let it work it out
- and you're full of doubt
Don't do this and don't do that
What are they trying to do? Make a good boy of you
Do they know where it's at?
Don't criticize, they're old and wise
Do as they tell you to
Don't want the devil to
Come and put out your eyes
Maybe I'm mistaken expecting you to fight
Or maybe I'm just crazy, I don't know wrong from right
But while I am still living, I've just got this to say
It's always up to you if you want to be that
want to see that
want to see it that way
- you're coming along!
I can see you in the morning when you go to school
Don't forget your books, you know you've got to learn the golden rule,
Teacher tells you stop your play and get on with your work
And be like Johnnie - too-good, well don't you know he never shirks
- he's coming along!
After school is over you're playing in the park
Don't be out too late, don't let it get too dark
They tell you not to hang around and learn what life's about
And grow up just like them - won't you let it work it out
- and you're full of doubt
Don't do this and don't do that
What are they trying to do? Make a good boy of you
Do they know where it's at?
Don't criticize, they're old and wise
Do as they tell you to
Don't want the devil to
Come and put out your eyes
Maybe I'm mistaken expecting you to fight
Or maybe I'm just crazy, I don't know wrong from right
But while I am still living, I've just got this to say
It's always up to you if you want to be that
want to see that
want to see it that way
- you're coming along!
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be like Johnnie - too-good, well don't you know he never shirksquote:Op zondag 31 december 2006 20:32 schreef nipeng het volgende:
Ik wil niet naar school beeeh!
Woooeeeiii, lekkere instrumentaal stukje
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
Eagles - The last resort (1976)
She came from Providence,
the one in Rhode Island
Where the old world shadows hang
heavy in the air
She packed her hopes and dreams
like a refugee
Just as her father came across the sea
She heard about a place people were smilin'
They spoke about the red man's way,
and how they loved the land
And they came from everywhere
to the Great Divide
Seeking a place to stand
or a place to hide
Down in the crowded bars,
out for a good time,
Can't wait to tell you all,
what it's like up there
And they called it paradise
I don't know why
Somebody laid the mountains low
while the town got high
Then the chilly winds blew down
Across the desert
through the canyons of the coast, to
the Malibu
Where the pretty people play,
hungry for power
to light their neon way
and give them things to do
Some rich men came and raped the land,
Nobody caught 'em
Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus,
people bought 'em
And they called it paradise
The place to be
They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea
You can leave it all behind
and sail to Lahaina
just like the missionaries did, so many years ago
They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming"
Brought the white man's burden down
Brought the white man's reign
Who will provide the grand design?
What is yours and what is mine?
'Cause there is no more new frontier
We have got to make it here
We satisfy our endless needs and
justify our bloody deeds,
in the name of destiny and the name of God
And you can see them there,
On Sunday morning
They stand up and sing about
what it's like up there
They call it paradise
I don't know why
You call someplace paradise,
kiss it goodbye
She came from Providence,
the one in Rhode Island
Where the old world shadows hang
heavy in the air
She packed her hopes and dreams
like a refugee
Just as her father came across the sea
She heard about a place people were smilin'
They spoke about the red man's way,
and how they loved the land
And they came from everywhere
to the Great Divide
Seeking a place to stand
or a place to hide
Down in the crowded bars,
out for a good time,
Can't wait to tell you all,
what it's like up there
And they called it paradise
I don't know why
Somebody laid the mountains low
while the town got high
Then the chilly winds blew down
Across the desert
through the canyons of the coast, to
the Malibu
Where the pretty people play,
hungry for power
to light their neon way
and give them things to do
Some rich men came and raped the land,
Nobody caught 'em
Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus,
people bought 'em
And they called it paradise
The place to be
They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea
You can leave it all behind
and sail to Lahaina
just like the missionaries did, so many years ago
They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming"
Brought the white man's burden down
Brought the white man's reign
Who will provide the grand design?
What is yours and what is mine?
'Cause there is no more new frontier
We have got to make it here
We satisfy our endless needs and
justify our bloody deeds,
in the name of destiny and the name of God
And you can see them there,
On Sunday morning
They stand up and sing about
what it's like up there
They call it paradise
I don't know why
You call someplace paradise,
kiss it goodbye
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quote:Op zondag 31 december 2006 20:27 schreef dennistd het volgende:
Een muts op mijn hoofd
Mijn kraag staat omhoog
Het is hier ijskoud
Maar gelukkig wel droog
En nu de echte tekst..
Ze gaan daluk weer korten, moet nog teveel langs gedraaid worden dit uur
Het beste adres voor al uw primeurs!
Bette Midler - The rose (1980)
Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose
Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose
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AC/DC - Whole lotta Rosie (1978)
Wanna tell you a story
'Bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin'
Oh, she steals the show
She ain't exactly pretty
She ain't exaclty small
42-39-56
You could say she's got it ALLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!
Never had a woman, never had a woman like you
Doin' all the things, doin' all the things you do
Ain't no fairy story
Ain't no skin-and-bones
But you give all you got, weighin' in at nineteen stone
You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
I gotta whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
I gotta whole lotta woman, yeah-yeah-yeah
Honey, you can do, do it to me all night long
Only one can turn, only one can turn me on
All through the night-time
Right around the clock
To my suprise, Rosie never stops
You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
I gotta whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
I gotta whole lotta woman, yeah-yeah-yeah
Wanna tell you a story
'Bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin'
Oh, she steals the show
She ain't exactly pretty
She ain't exaclty small
42-39-56
You could say she's got it ALLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!
Never had a woman, never had a woman like you
Doin' all the things, doin' all the things you do
Ain't no fairy story
Ain't no skin-and-bones
But you give all you got, weighin' in at nineteen stone
You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
I gotta whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
I gotta whole lotta woman, yeah-yeah-yeah
Honey, you can do, do it to me all night long
Only one can turn, only one can turn me on
All through the night-time
Right around the clock
To my suprise, Rosie never stops
You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
I gotta whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
I gotta whole lotta woman, yeah-yeah-yeah
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Alternating Current/Direct Current.
Dikke en Zw0rld zijn de F0k!F00dMasters
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
Mijn song
Op woensdag 19 januari 2011 22:10 schreef JaneDoe het volgende:
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
Dak gaat eraf!!!!
Op woensdag 19 januari 2011 22:10 schreef JaneDoe het volgende:
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
Mute
Op woensdag 19 januari 2011 22:10 schreef JaneDoe het volgende:
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
Katie Melua - Nine million bicycles (2005)
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die
We are twelve billion light years from the edge
That's a guess
No-one can ever say it's true
But I know that I will always be with you
I'm warmed by the fire of your love everyday
So don't call me a liar
Just believe everything that I say
There are 6 billion people in the world
More or less
And it makes me feel quite small
But you're the one I love the most of all
We're high on a wire
With the world in our sight
And I'll never tire
Of the love that you give me every night
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die
And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing
And you know that I will love you till I die
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die
We are twelve billion light years from the edge
That's a guess
No-one can ever say it's true
But I know that I will always be with you
I'm warmed by the fire of your love everyday
So don't call me a liar
Just believe everything that I say
There are 6 billion people in the world
More or less
And it makes me feel quite small
But you're the one I love the most of all
We're high on a wire
With the world in our sight
And I'll never tire
Of the love that you give me every night
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die
And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing
And you know that I will love you till I die
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waarschuwen jullie als het voorbij is
Op woensdag 19 januari 2011 22:10 schreef JaneDoe het volgende:
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
met 9 miljoen fietsen kun je een aardig eind van plek 23 afrijde, stopt ze bij plek 32...
Het beste adres voor al uw primeurs!
Dire Straits - Private Investigations
It's a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It's in a diary
This is my investigation
It's not a public inquiry
I go checking out the report
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In this line of work
Treachery and treason
There's always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still can't get used to it
And what have you got at the end of the day ?
What have you got to take away ?
A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies
blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes
Scarred for life
No compensation
Private investigations
It's a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It's in a diary
This is my investigation
It's not a public inquiry
I go checking out the report
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In this line of work
Treachery and treason
There's always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still can't get used to it
And what have you got at the end of the day ?
What have you got to take away ?
A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies
blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes
Scarred for life
No compensation
Private investigations
Nog nietquote:Op zondag 31 december 2006 20:51 schreef Ole het volgende:
waarschuwen jullie als het voorbij is
Dikke en Zw0rld zijn de F0k!F00dMasters
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
© 1982 Sinclair Research Ltd
Dire Straits - Private investigations (1982)
It's a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It's in a diary
This is my investigation
It's not a public inquiry
I go checking out the report
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In this line of work
Treachery and treason
There's always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still can't get used to it
And what have you got at the end of the day ?
What have you got to take away ?
A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies
blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes
Scarred for life
No compensation
Private investigations
It's a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It's in a diary
This is my investigation
It's not a public inquiry
I go checking out the report
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In this line of work
Treachery and treason
There's always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still can't get used to it
And what have you got at the end of the day ?
What have you got to take away ?
A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies
blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes
Scarred for life
No compensation
Private investigations
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Volgende uur is OK!
Op woensdag 19 januari 2011 22:10 schreef JaneDoe het volgende:
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
Metallica - One (1994)
(gunshot noises)
"Stop it no! get you ass outta there! move it! go go go
move move!"
(bombs going off)
(Helicoptor noises)
I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel the scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god, wake me
Back in the womb it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this LIFE off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god, wake me
Now the world is gone I'm just one
Oh god, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god, help me
Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell
(gunshot noises)
"Stop it no! get you ass outta there! move it! go go go
move move!"
(bombs going off)
(Helicoptor noises)
I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel the scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god, wake me
Back in the womb it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this LIFE off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god, wake me
Now the world is gone I'm just one
Oh god, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god, help me
Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell
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30 Metallica One 1994
29 Wim Sonneveld Het dorp 1974
28 Stef Bos Papa 1991
27 Dire Straits Sultans of swing 1978
26 Doors Riders on the storm 1971
25 Procol Harum A whiter shade of pale 1967
24 Ramses Shaffy & Liesbeth List Pastorale 1969
23 Moody Blues Nights in white satin 1968
22 Beatles Hey Jude 1968
21 Rolling Stones Angie 1973
20 Dire Straits Brothers in arms 1985
19 Pink Floyd Comfortably numb 1979
29 Wim Sonneveld Het dorp 1974
28 Stef Bos Papa 1991
27 Dire Straits Sultans of swing 1978
26 Doors Riders on the storm 1971
25 Procol Harum A whiter shade of pale 1967
24 Ramses Shaffy & Liesbeth List Pastorale 1969
23 Moody Blues Nights in white satin 1968
22 Beatles Hey Jude 1968
21 Rolling Stones Angie 1973
20 Dire Straits Brothers in arms 1985
19 Pink Floyd Comfortably numb 1979
Het worden nu wel de wat meer afgezaagde nummers, maar toch goed uur!
Op woensdag 19 januari 2011 22:10 schreef JaneDoe het volgende:
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
dit is SHO, where you're guilty until proven innocent
Bah, Het Dorp. Dat nummer heeft een groot 'vroeger-was-alles-beter' gehalte. Ik houd er niet zo van
Gelukkig Procol Harum, Moody Blues en tweemaal Dire Straits!
Gelukkig Procol Harum, Moody Blues en tweemaal Dire Straits!
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
Allemaal lekkere nummers aankomend uur
Geluk is niet afhankelijk van dingen buiten ons,
maar van de manier waarop wij die zien. (Tolstoj)
maar van de manier waarop wij die zien. (Tolstoj)
