Here's a live performance - the sound quality is poor and the image isn't much better, but it's still nice that there's a video:
It's nice to hear you're having a good time But it still hurts 'cos you used to be mine This doesn't mean that I possessed you You're haunting me because I let you
Shape up your body "Let's be a tree" Visual dynamics for you to see Nature intended the abstract for you and me
No rain outside but tears in my eyes Out on the rooftop for a surprise Call you at teatime In off the street Sit down at table, Mummy is neat
This song is a rare bootleg recording of an early version of "wonderful woman". I've been rattling my brains trying to figure out these lyrics... The ones below are taken from passionsjustlikemine.com. If there are any morrissey-a-holics in the audience, I'd like to point out that his new single is now on myspace. I have to say I am a little bit intrigued/puzzled/amused/scared by this new album cover picture.
Oh the nights are too long When the questions are lost I try But i will never understand
What do you see in her? What do you see in her? I love her, I love her, I love her I love her, I love her, I love her
Cheat the Life out of me As you walk hand in hand And I try, and I try, and I try But I will never understand
What do you see in her? I ask myself What do you see in him? I love her, I love her, I love her
That she will plague you And I will be glad Yes, he will leave you And I will be glad
Je t'aime, je t'aime You look so good You look so fine Atari Baby, gonna make you mine Atari Baby Atari Baby
Atari Baby, gonna make you mine Atari Baby, you look so Fine Atari Baby, I don't mean maybe Atari Baby
Top gun cha cha Rambo child My uzi baby, my shootin star Atari Baby Transex Transform Transexy baby I don't mean maybe, don't mean maybe I don't mean maybe, Atari Baby Atari Baby
Him she, she sex on Arcade Street A more more more with a pulsin' beat She she's the woman from the pleasure store She's the one that gives me more more more
Silicon sex my sputnik baby Alike no other baby Atari Baby, she's my baby Atari Baby Atari Baby, I don't mean maybe Atari Baby, I don't mean maybe Atari Baby, I don't mean maybe Atari Baby
As requested by Willem, here's Elisabeth Shue doing her little dance to The Crystals' Then He Kissed Me (from the movie Adventures in Babysitting). The song was released as a single in 1963.
edit: And here's a cover by The Flying Lizards!
Well he walked up to me And he asked me if I wanted to dance He looked kinda nice And so I said I might take a chance When he danced he held me tight And when he walked me home that night All the stars were shining bright And then he kissed me
Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again I wanted to let him know That he was more than a friend I didn't know just what to do So I whispered I love you And he said that he loved me too And then he kissed me
He kissed me in a way That I've never been kissed before He kissed me in a way That I wanna be kissed forever more
I knew that he was mine So I gave him all the love that I had And one day he took me home To meet his mom and his dad Then he asked me to be his bride And always be right by his side I felt so happy I almost cried And then he kissed me
Then he asked me to be his bride And always be right by his side I felt so happy I almost cried And then he kissed me And then he kissed me And then he kissed me
Earth has been ruled by Hate for a good 2000 years when Codo (Cosmischer Dolm) finally comes from outer space to save it, bringing love and joy to the planet and thus defeating Hate.
Seit 2.000 Jahren lebt die Erde ohne Liebe. Es regiert der Herr des Hasses.
Hässlich, ich bin so hässlich, so grässlich hässlich: Ich bin der Hass! Hassen, ganz hässlich hassen, ich kann's nicht lassen: Ich bin der Hass!
Codo der dritte, aus der Sternenmitte bin ich der dritte von Links.
Unknown flying object identifies as: "Codo"
Und ich düse, düse, düse, düse im Sauseschritt und bring' die Liebe mit von meinem Himmelsritt. Denn die Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, die macht viel Spass, viel mehr Spass als irgendwas.
We do not need any love on this planet: Tötet Codo! Vernichtet die Liebe!
Codo aus der Ferne der leuchtenden Sterne: Ich düse so gerne durchs All.
Und ich düse, düse, düse, düse im Sauseschritt und bring' die Liebe mit von meinem Himmelsritt. Denn die Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, die macht viel Spass, viel mehr Spass als irgendwas.
Objekt überwindet den Hassschirm.
Ätzend, ich bin so ätzend, alles zersetzend: Ich bin der Hass.
Und ich düse, düse, düse, düse im Sauseschritt und bring' die Liebe mit von meinem Himmelsritt. Denn die Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, die macht viel Spass, viel mehr Spass als irgendwas.
Und ich düse, düse, düse, düse im Sauseschritt und bring' die Liebe mit von meinem Himmelsritt. Denn die Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, die macht viel Spass, viel mehr Spass als irgendwas.
Und ich düse, düse, düse, düse im Sauseschritt und bring' die Liebe mit von meinem Himmelsritt. Denn die Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, Liebe, die macht viel Spass, viel mehr Spass als irgendwas.
CLS wishes you a lovely 2009! May you find yourself a sweetheart if you haven't got one already (and want one badly).
Today's song, Plus loin que la terre is the french adaptation of Stranger from Durango by Richard Podolor (Richie Allen). The lyrics are sung from the perspective of a girl that dreams of a distant idealized love every night. He is described as being "as beautiful as an angel", despite his "strange ways". Then she wishes for the mysterious man to carry her away with him, like a "dead leaf", far away from the Earth.
Il vient De plus loin que la terre Sa vie est un mystère Mais il sait me plaire
Jamais Même dans un sourire Il n'a voulu me dire Ce que je désire
C'est lui Qui vient dans tous mes rêves Se pencher sur mes lèvres Quand la nuit s'achève
Malgré Ses manières étranges Il est beau comme un ange Quand il me regarde
Dites-moi S'il faut que j'aime D'un grand amour Celui qui vient de loin De si loin Que je ne sais plus rien
Mais Bien plus loin que la terre Je voudrais qu'il m'emporte Comme feuille morte
Un jour Quand il m'aura comprise Je voudrais qu'il me dise Des mots qui me grisent Des mots qui me grisent Des mots qui me grisent
Beautifully sincere song from french duo Elli Medeiros (vocals & lyrics) & Denis Quilliard "Jacno", ex-Stinky Toys.
The lyrics go something like this : as soon as I'm gone/you say "she doesn't love me"/open your eyes/look at me/my life would be nothing without you
Je regarde tes yeux ça me fait pleurer Ne fais pas cette tête, je ne veux pas te blesser Je t'aime tant je t'aime tant Aujourd'hui je pars je reviendrai demain C'est pas toi et moi, toi et moi ça ne fait qu'un Je t'aime tant je t'aime tant
Dès que je ne suis plus là Tu dis elle ne m'aime pas Ouvre les yeux regarde-moi Ma vie serait vide sans toi
Nos erreurs appartiennent au passé Elles sont rayées annulées oubliées Je t'aime tant je t'aime tant Les choses trop belles doivent être préservées Si c'est cassé nous allons réparer Je t'aime tant je t'aime tant
Dès que je ne suis plus là Tu dis elle ne m'aime pas Ouvre les yeux regarde-moi Ma vie serait vide sans toi
Et si un jour tu doutais de moi J'ai un gage d'amour la preuve par trois Je t'aime tant je t'aime tant Avec mon sang j'ai marqué sur mon bras À la vie à la mort ça n's'efface pas Je t'aime tant je t'aime tant
Dès que je ne suis plus là Tu dis elle ne m'aime pas Ouvre les yeux regarde-moi Ma vie serait vide sans toi
And now, a little bit of australian new wave with this 1984 song from Pseudo Echo. Pseudo Echo was (I'm sorry, is, if I believe their official website) Brian Canham and Pierre Gigliotti, who met at school. They take their name from a synthesizer manual, pseudo echo machine being one of the sounds the machine could produce.
In my life I've many strong desires And still in all I'm reaching for the fire You never look, you never see You never notice when you're next to me But feel my heart, it's burning with desire
There's a beat for you in my heart I tell you true from the start
Catch a glimpse, remember it forever And still I try to keep myself together You never speak, you never hear You're never closer when I want you near But feel my heart, it's burning with desire
There's a beat for you in my heart I tell you true form the start
Don't we all, "Little Lambsie Penn"! Note : although it may look like it, we're not obsessed with Elvis. Personally I like Buddy Holly ten thousand times better.
A pop music sub-genre called the "cash-in record," this takes place when a musical star becomes so famous that other people (read: record companies) feel obliged to perform songs about him or her. Elvis certainly falls into this category, wherein results this record, also performed by Debby Dabney and co-written by Bobby Darin. Other examples include "I Want to Spend Xmas With Elvis" by Marlene Paul (different spelling, different song) and "Elvis For Christmas" by Mad Milo, a Buchanan-Goodman styled novelty record. Note that these are just the Christmas-oriented Elvis cash-ins; there were plenty of others not related to the holiday, like "My Boy Elvis" by Janis Martin
To rock your christmas, I will now re-direct you to the site where I took this information from : mistletunes
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays to whomever stops by!
Written by Bob Crewe and Bob Gaudio of The Four Seasons, The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine (Anymore) was first released by Frankie Valli in 1965.
This well-known version by The Walker Brothers is from '66.
Loneliness Is a cloak you wear A deep shade of blue Is always there
The sun ain`t gonna shine anymore The moon ain`t gonna rise in the sky The tears are always clouding your eyes When you`re without love (baby)
Emptiness Is a place you`re in With nothing to lose But no more to win
The sun ain`t gonna shine anymore The moon ain`t gonna rise in the sky The tears are always clouding your eyes When you`re without love
Lonely, without you baby Girl I need you I can`t go on
The sun ain`t gonna shine anymore The moon ain`t gonna rise in the sky The tears are always clouding your eyes The sun ain't gonna shine anymore When you're without love (baby)
US #1 hit of summer 1966. Owooo! Sam "The Sham" recorded this song with his second set of "Pharaohs" (the first ones left after financial disagreements). Below, a youtube cover - now, youtube users covers are usually really boring, but I think this one has a sweet voice.
Owoooooooo! Who's that I see walkin' in these woods? Why, it's Little Red Riding Hood. Hey there Little Red Riding Hood, You sure are looking good. You're everything a big bad wolf could want. Listen to me.
Little Red Riding Hood I don't think little big girls should Go walking in these spooky old woods alone. Owoooooooo!
What big eyes you have, The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad. So just to see that you don't get chased I think I ought to walk with you for a ways.
What full lips you have. They're sure to lure someone bad. So until you get to grandma's place I think you ought to walk with me and be safe.
I'm gonna keep my sheep suit on Until I'm sure that you've been shown That I can be trusted walking with you alone. Owoooooooo!
Little Red Riding Hood I'd like to hold you if I could But you might think I'm a big bad wolf so I won't. Owoooooooo!
What a big heart I have-the better to love you with. Little Red Riding Hood Even bad wolves can be good. I'll try to be satisfied just to walk close by your side. Maybe you'll see things my way before we get to grandma's place.
Little Red Riding Hood You sure are looking good You're everything that a big bad wolf could want. Owoooooooo! I mean baaaaaa! Baaa?
This new (2008) yet timeless cover is brought to you by Pete Molinari, british singer/songwriter. They say he grew up with the Bob Dylan records of his brothers (can you tell?). He recorded an album with artist Billy Childish, who first performed this song.
no video, decent sound :
live version, bad sound :
I'm lying through my teeth I can't express my grief I ain't got the belief It feels like I'm going beneath
Oh I can't love you I really don't think that I can Oh I can't love you 'cause I don't like the man I am
Ah there's a fool inside my head He's making me see red I don't want to get ahead Oh I don't want to be led
Oh I can't love you I really don't think that I can Oh I can't love you 'cause I don't like the man I am
If I could only understand The type of man I am But I don't believe that I can I never drew the plan
Oh I can't love you I really don't think that I can Oh I can't love you 'cause I don't like the man I am
British glam/pop band Sweet ("The Sweet" before '75) released this in '78 - a big hit.
Punk had swept almost every last vestige of the old glam rock hierarchy into obscurity, and some two years had passed since the band even looked like bothering the British chart. Their American acclaim was growing fast, however, and that year's Level Headed album emerged a magnificent slice of mature reflection, heavy and heady in equal doses. Even within such exalted company, "Love Is Like Oxygen" glittered, a harmonic rocker highlighted by an insistent guitar riff and a winter-clear piano motif. Sundry sour critics have since pointed out that its lyric was little more than a softer rock rewrite of Hall & Oates' "Grounds for Separation," but that mattered naught. Edited down to become the band's first single of the year, it shot into the Top Ten on both sides of the Atlantic.
-allmusic
Time on my side I got it all I've heard that pride Always comes before a fall There's a rumour goin' round the town That you don't want me around I can't shake off my city blues Everyway I turn I lose
Chorus Love is like oxygen You get too much you get too high Not enough and you're gonna die Love gets you high
Time is no healer When you're not there Lonely fever Sad words in the air Some things are better left unsaid I'm gonna spend my days in bed I'll walk the streets at night To be hidden by the city lights city lights
Here's a song from Roy "master of heartbroken lyrics" Orbison , in memoriam (it is the 20th anniversary of his death today). He died of a heart attack (!) at age 52 whilst visiting his mother in Tennessee.
Bonus : a song entitled "The day Roy Orbison died" by a band called The Marys.
Love hurts, love scars Love wounds, and mars any heart Not tough or stong enough To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain Love is like a cloud, holds a lot of rain Love hurts... ooh, ooh love hurts
I'm young, I know, but even so I know a thing or two, and I learned from you I really learned a lot, really learned a lot Love is like a stove, it burns you when it's hot Love hurts... ooh, ooh love hurts
Some fools rave of happiness Blissfulness, togetherness Some fools fool themselves I guess They're not foolin me
I know it isn't true, I know it isn't true Love is just a lie, made to make you blue Love hurts... Ooh, ooh love hurts, ooh, ooh love hurts
I know it isn't true, I know it isn't true Love is just a lie, made to make you blue Love hurts... Ooh, ooh love hurts, ooh, ooh love hurts
Love With Fun is a variation on the main theme from Cannibal Holocaust. Riz Ortolani also composed the soundtrack for Mondo Cane, winning a Grammy in 1962 with the film's main theme, More.
The images in the video may be a bit violent, but they're by no means gory (okay, so there's a girl puking and a good looking corpse, unless you're hyper sensitive you won't be bothered).
An italo-disco gem, sung by Dora Carofiglio of Valerie Dore and Novecento. Unfortunately I only understand half of the words, otherwise there would be lyrics. ;>
And this one's from The Walker Brothers' last album, also titled Nite Flights (1978). Written and sung by Scott Walker. David Bowie covered it in 1993 on Black Tie White Noise.
There's no hold The moving has come through The danger brushing you Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels It's so cold The dark dug up by dogs The stiches torn and broke The raw meat fist you choke Has hit the bloodlite
Glass traps open and close on nite flights Broken necks feather weights press the walls Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights With only one promise, only one way to fall
Glass traps open and close on nite flights Broken necks feather weights press the walls Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights With only one promise, only one way to fall
Barry Louis Polisar not only makes songs but also books for children. This video is from the movie Juno (which I have not seen) and the song appeared on his 1993 album Old Dog, New Tricks.
If I was a flower growing wild and free All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee. And if I was a tree growing tall and greeen All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves
If I was a flower growing wild and free All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee. And if I was a tree growing tall and greeen All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves
All I want is you, will you be my bride Take me by the hand and stand by my side All I want is you, will you stay with me? Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.
If you were a river in the mountains tall, The rumble of your water would be my call. If you were the winter, I know I'd be the snow Just as long as you were with me, when the cold winds blow.
All I want is you, will you be my bride Take me by the hand and stand by my side All I want is you, will you stay with me? Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.
If you were a wink, I'd be a nod If you were a seed, well I'd be a pod. If you were the floor, I'd wanna be the rug And if you were a kiss, I know I'd be a hug
All I want is you, will you be my bride Take me by the hand and stand by my side All I want is you, will you stay with me? Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.
If you were the wood, I'd be the fire. If you were the love, I'd be the desire. If you were a castle, I'd be your moat, And if you were an ocean, I'd learn to float.
All I want is you, will you be my bride Take me by the hand and stand by my side All I want is you, will you stay with me? Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.
CLS is two girls with songs in their hearts & time on their hands. This blog is a growing collection of old & recent, kitsch & serious, funny & sad songs about LOVE.
This is a page for anyone who loves cheesy (and not so cheesy) love songs, so feel free to ask for your favourites! Now CLS can also be found on facebook .
