• Olivier5
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    A cover of Edith Piaf by Pomplemoose. The lyrics are variations about the Paris skies.



    Under the sky of Paris
    Flies away a song
    Hum hum
    It was born today
    In the heart of a boy

    Under the sky of Paris
    Walking lovers
    Hum hum
    Their happiness built
    Upon an song made just for them

    Under the bridge of Bercy
    A philosopher sits
    Two musicians, a few onlookers
    And then people, by the thousands

    Under the sky of Paris
    Will sing until the evening
    Hum hum
    The anthem of a people in love
    With its old city

    Near Notre Dame
    Brews up a drama sometimes
    Yes, but in Paname (nickname of Paris)
    Everything can work out

    Some rays shine
    From the summer sky
    An accordion from some sailor
    And hope blossoms
    Under the sky of Paris

    But the sky of Paris
    Has its own secret
    For twenty centuries, it has been in love
    With our Island Saint Louis

    When it is too jealous
    Of these millions of lovers
    It grumbles and scolds at us
    with its dazzling thunder

    But the sky of Paris
    Is not cruel for long
    To ask for forgiveness
    It hands over a rainbow
  • 180 Proof
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    w/lyrics
    "What a Fool Believes" (3:41)
    Minute by Minute, 1979
    writers M. MacDonald & K. Loggins
    The Doobie Brothers

    *


    "Just My Imagination (Running Away with Me)" (3:54)
    Sky's the Limit, 1971
    writers N. Whifield & B. Strong
    The Temptations
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    "Taxman" (2:36)
    Revolver, 2022 (remix)
    writer, G. Harrison, 1966
    badass guitar solo, P. McCartney :fire:
    The Beatles
  • Amity
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    My kinda sound. Hitting the spot :up:

    So much could be said about 'Taxman' - but I didn't know that was Paul playing guitar. Wow.
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    That "little band" was (is) soooo good. :cool:
  • Amity
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    Elsewhere, I proposed a change of the lyrics of 'Yes, We Have No Bananas' for the benefit of a new philosophy club: 'Yes, We Have No Idea/s'.
    It seems there are already different lyrics out there. The song has a deep political background:
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yes!_We_Have_No_Bananas

    Compare the lyrics sung here to those below:



    There's a fruit store on our street
    It's run by a Greek
    And he keeps good things to eat But you should hear him speak!
    When you ask him anything, he never answers "no"
    He just "yes"es you to death, and as he takes your dough He tells you
    "Yes, we have no bananas
    We have-a no bananas today
    We've string beans, and onions
    Cabashes, and scallions,
    And all sorts of fruit and say
    We have an old fashioned tomato
    A Long Island potato But yes, we have no bananas
    We have no bananas today

    Business got so good for him that he wrote home today,
    "Send me Pete and Nick and Jim; I need help right away"
    When he got them in the store, there was fun, you bet
    Someone asked for "sparrow grass" and then the whole quartet
    All answered "Yes, we have no bananas
    We have-a no bananas today
    Just try those coconuts
    Those wall-nuts and doughnuts
    There ain't many nuts like they
    We'll sell you two kinds of red herring,
    Dark brown, and ball-bearing
    But yes, we have no bananas
    We have no bananas today"

    He, he, he, he, ha, ha, ha whatta you laugh at?
    You gotta soup or pie?
    Yes, I don't think we got soup or pie
    You gotta coconut pie?
    Yes, I don't think we got coconut pie
    Well I'll have one cup a coffee
    We gotta no coffee
    Then watta you got?
    I got a banana!
    Oh you've got a banana!

    Yes, we gotta no banana, No banana, No banana, I tell you we gotta no banana today
    I sella you no banana
    Hey, Mary Anna, you gotta... gotta no banana?
    Why this man, he's no believe-a what I say... no... he no believe me...
    Now whatta you wanta mister? You wanna buy twelve for a quarter?
    Well, just a one of a look, I'm gonna call for my daughter
    Hey, Mary Anna You gotta piana
    Yes, a banana, no
    Yes, we gotta no bananas today!

    The new English "clark" (a.k.a. "clerk"):
    Yes, we are very sorry to inform you
    That we are entirely out of the fruit in question
    The afore-mentioned vegetable Bearing the cognomen "Banana"
    We might induce you to accept a substitute less desirable,
    But that is not the policy at this internationally famous green grocery
    I should say not. No no no no no no no
    But may we suggest that you sample our five o'clock tea
    Which we feel certain will tempt your pallet?
    However we regret that after a diligent search
    Of the premises By our entire staff
    We can positively affirm without fear of contradiction
    That our raspberries are delicious; really delicious
    Very delicious But we have no bananas today.
    Songwriters: Frank Silver, Irving Conn. For non-commercial use only.
    Data From: Musixmatch
  • Amity
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    I remember when I was a little girl, our house caught on fire.
    I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up
    In his arms and raced through the burning building out to the pavement.
    And I stood there shivering in my pajamas and watched the whole world go up in flames.
    And when it was all over I said to myself, "Is that all there is to a fire"

    Is that all there is, is that all there is
    If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing
    Let's break out the booze and have a ball
    If that's all there is

    And when I was 12 years old, my daddy took me to the circus, the greatest show on earth.
    There were clowns and elephants and dancing bears.
    And a beautiful lady in pink tights flew high above our heads.
    And so I sat there watching
    I had the feeling that something was missing.
    I don't know what, but when it was over,
    I said to myself, "is that all there is to the circus?
    Is that all there is, is that all there is
    If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing
    Let's break out the booze and have a ball
    If that's all there is

    And then I fell in love
    With the most wonderful boy in the world.
    We would take long walks by the river or just sit for hours gazing into each other's eyes.
    We were so very much in love.
    Then one day he went away and I thought I'd die, but I didn't,
    And when I didn't I said to myself, "Is that all there is to love?"

    Is that all there is, is that all there is
    If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing

    I know what you must be saying to yourselves,
    If that's the way she feels about it why doesn't she just end it all?
    Oh, no, not me. I'm not ready for that final disappointment,
    Because I know just as well as I'm standing here talking to you,
    When that final moment comes and I'm breathing my last breath, I'll be saying to myself

    Is that all there is, is that all there is
    If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing
    Let's break out the booze and have a ball
    If that's all there is

    Songwriters: Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller. For non-commercial use only.
    Data From: Musixmatch
  • 180 Proof
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    Ev'rybody wants to laugh,
    ah, but nobody wants to cry.
    I say ev'rybody wants to laugh,
    but nobody wants to cry ...

    Ev'rybody wants to go to heaven,
    but nobody wants to die ...

    Ev'rybody want to hear the truth,
    but yet, ev'rybody wants to tell a lie.
    I say, ev'rybody wants to hear the truth,
    but still they all want to tell a lie ...

    Oh, ev'rybody wants to go to heaven,
    but nobody wants to die ...

    Ev'rybody want to know the reason,
    without even askin' why.
    Oh, ev'rybody want to know the reason,
    oh, without even askin' why ...

    You know, ev'rybody want to go to heaven,
    but nobody wants to die ...


    "Everybody Wants To Go To Heaven ..." (4:20)
    The Best Of Albert King,1986
    writer, Don Nix, 1971
    Albert King

    *


    "Blues" (5:22)
    Black Codes (From The Underground), 1985
    Wynton Marsalis
  • 180 Proof
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    "Lean On Me" (4:17)
    BBC Live in Concert, 1974
    Bill Withers
  • Pinprick
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    Everyone's afraid of their own lives
    If you could be anything you want
    I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?

    No one really knows the ones they love
    If you knew everything they thought
    I bet that you would wish that they'd just shut up

    Well, you were the dull sound of sharp math
    When you were alive
    No one's going to play the harp when you die
    And if I had a nickel for every damn dime
    I'd have half the time, do you mind?

    Everyone's afraid of their own lives
    If you could be anything you want
    I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?
    Am I right, am I right, am I right?
    Am I right, am I right, am I right?

    And it's our lives
    It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
    We're alive for the first time
    It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
    We're alive for the last time
    It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
    To live before you die

    It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
    That our lives are such a short time
    It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
    When it takes such a long time
    It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember

    My mom's God is a woman and my mom she is a witch
    I like this
    My hell comes from inside, comes from inside myself
    Why fight this?

    Everyone's afraid of their own lives
    If you could be anything you want
    I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?

  • Olivier5
    6.2k
    There is no such thing as a happy love
    Poem: Louis Aragon - Music: Georges Brassens


    Man can take nothing for granted, neither his strength
    Nor his weakness, nor his heart. And when he believes
    He open his arms, his shadow is that of a cross
    And when he tries to clutch his happiness, he crushes it
    His life is a strange and painful divorce

    There is no such thing as a happy love

    His life is like those unarmed soldiers
    Who were dressed for another fate
    What use is it to them to get up in the morning?
    They are found in the evening, unarmed, uncertain
    Say these words, my dear, and hold back your tears

    There is no such thing as a happy love

    My beautiful love, my dear love, my fracture
    I carry you inside me like a wounded bird
    And others, without knowing, are watching us go by
    Repeating after me the words that I've woven
    And which, for your wide eyes, immediately died:

    There is no such thing as a happy love

    By the time we learn how to live, it's already too late
    Let our hearts cry in the night, in unison
    How many regrets to pay for the slightest thrill
    How much sorrow it takes to write the shortest song
    How many sobs to compose a guitar tune?

    There is no such thing as a happy love
    There is no love that is without pain
    There is no love that doesn't end bruised
    There is no love that withers not
    And no more than for you, the love of the country
    There is no love that does not live on tears
    There is no such thing as a happy love
    But it's love we got, you and me

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    :fire:


    "Born Under a Bad Sign" (7:37)
    Blues (compilation), 1994
    writers, Booker T. Jones & William Bell, 1967
    performers, Jimi Hendrix, Billy Cox & Buddy Miles, 1969
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    25 february 1943 - 29 november 2001 :flower:
  • Amity
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    :cry: :fire: :pray:
    Wonderful tribute capturing the essence of George's :heart: :nerd: and :cool:
    What a life; music, fun and love.
    'Any Road' - the lyrics and chosen clips are amazing...the simple ukulele end strum.
    Thank you :flower:
  • Amity
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    The Concert for George was held at the Royal Albert Hall in London on 29 November 2002 as a memorial to George Harrison on the first anniversary of his death.[1] The event was organised by Harrison's widow, Olivia, and his son, Dhani, and arranged under the musical direction of Eric Clapton. The profits from the event went to the Material World Charitable Foundation, an organisation founded by Harrison.
    [...]
    Joe Brown closed the show with a rendition of "I'll See You in My Dreams" on ukulele, one of Harrison's favourite instruments.
    Wiki - Concert for George

    'While My Guitar Gently Weeps (Taken from Concert For George)'


    ***
    'Joe Brown in combination with Concert for George - I'll See You In My Dreams
    01 Concert For George Band Rehearsals [Reprise Instrumental of I'll See You In My Dreams]
    02 Joe Brown - I'll SeeYou In My Dreams - Live In Liverpool,
    '
  • Amity
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    George's 'Give Me Love (Give me Peace on Earth)' - Jeff Lynn and co (live tribute)

    From 'I-Me-Mine' (p246):

    GIVE ME LOVE. Sometimes you open your mouth and you don't know what you are going to say, and whatever comes out is the starting point. If that happens and you are lucky - it can usually be turned into a song. This song is a prayer and personal statement between me, the Lord, and whoever likes it. — George Harrison

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    9 october 1940 - 8 december 1980 :victory:
  • Olivier5
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    Marquis de Sade - Wanda's Loving Boy

    It's very early
    And Wanda sleeps so soundly
    Underneath the dim moonbeams

    The whole world is dead
    When I come up to your bed
    Just to scream into your ears

    Now listen to your lover:
    Is acute pain
    Not the highest pleasure?

    It's very early
    Wanda weeps so loud
    I taste her lips with my teeth

    And now I realize
    How bright
    How wild were her eyes

    I lift you of the sheets
    And stand you up on your feet
    To start the odd ceremony

    Let our desires lead us
    Let the pretense and masks
    Stand in for us to hit the mark
    Farther and farther and farther
    In search of the strongest pleasure

    I stand you up on your feet
    Oh how thrilling to feed
    A sickly bird with one's seed

    And now I realize
    How bright
    How wild were her eyes

    It's very early
    Wanda sleeps so soundly
    In the shelter of my dreams

    The last words she spoke
    Were getting stuck in her throat
    Sorry but I plead not guilty

    We had one single thing we could share
    Our yearning for unknown pleasures
    I was lying to myself
    Cos I could do nothing else
    When standing facing the mirror

    And now I realize
    How bright
    How wild were her eyes

    And now I realize
    How blind
    How mad it was to try
    To reach paradise

    I was so pleased
    To see Wanda
    Down on her knees
    I was so pleased
    To see Wanda
    Groveling at my feet

  • Amity
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    Peace on Earth
    Composed by Errollyn Wallen

    And snow falls down on me.
    Peace on earth.
    The night is dark and soft.
    Peace on earth.
    The lights that sparkle in the square,
    The smoke that lingers in the air.
    Peace on earth.
    And grace falls down on me.
    Peace on earth.
    The dark will turn aside.
    Peace on earth.
    The fires that burn in ev'ry hearth
    Do sing out praise of Christmas past.
    Peace on earth.
    Hear them singing.
    Peace on earth.


  • Olivier5
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    Stromae -- Formidable

  • Olivier5
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    The Klezmatics - An Undoing World

    By the time we're done with dancing,
    Elsewhere darling you'll be glancing
    And the night's a river-torrent tearing us apart.
    Merely melody entwined us,
    Easily the ties that bind us
    Break in fibrillations of the heart.
    Don't cry out or cling in terror
    Darling that's a fatal error
    Clinging to a somebody you thought you knew was yours.
    Dispossession by attrition is a permanent condition
    That the wretched modern world endures.

    You drift away, you're carried by a stream.
    Refugee a wanderer you roam;
    You lose your way, so it will come to seem:
    No place in particular is home.
    You glance away, your house has disappeared,
    The sweater you've been knitting has unpurled.
    You live adrift, and everything you feared
    Comes to you in this undoing world.

    Copper-plated, nailed together, buffeted by ocean weather
    Stands the Queen of Exiles and our mother she may be.
    Hollow-breasted broken-hearted watching for her dear departed
    For her children cast upon the sea.
    At her back the great idyllic land of justice
    For exilic peoples ponders making justice private property.
    Darling never dream another woman might
    Have been your mother
    Someday you may be a refugee.

    A refugee, who's running from the wars,
    Hiding from the fire-bombs they've hurled;
    Eternally a person out-of-doors,
    Desperate in this undoing world.

    Mother for your derelicted
    Children from your womb evicted
    Grant us shelter harbor solace safety
    Let us in!
    Let us tell you where we travelled
    How our hopes our lives unravelled
    How unwelcome everywhere we've been.

  • Olivier5
    6.2k
    I know this feeling.
  • Amity
    5.1k

    A response. Je veux de l'amour, de la joie, de la bonne humeur :cool:

    ZAZ - je veux | ( French version ) - Lyrics in french and English
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