28 de junio de 2020 |
Radio Carlitos Edición Deluxe Vol - 92
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David Bowie, Bob Dylan y Bruce Springsteen
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Nueva entrega de lo más selecto del reproductor de música de Carlos Herrera
COPE
Señoras, señores, chicos, chicas. ¡Hola, qué tal!
Nueva entrega de 'Radio Carlitos Deluxe', la selecta lista de música de Carlos Herrera con la que cada semana hace disfrutar a la audiencia de la Cadena COPE en las madrugadas del sábado al domingo entre la 1.00 y las 2.00 horas. Y también de Rock FM, además puedes escuchar el podcast en COPE.es y en las principales plataformas digitales. Un espacio simplemente para escuchar música, para escuchar canciones, cosas que a lo mejor, a lo mejor hace mucho que no escuchas o que quizá posiblemente no has escuchado nunca.
Vaya programa hoy. Hoy se me ha ido de las manos. ¿Por qué digo que se me ha ido de las manos?. Porque la combinación de hoy es explosivamente excelente.
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Fleetwood Mac - "Hold me"
Hold me
Can you understand me
Baby don't you hand me a line
Although it doesn't matter
You and me got plenty of time
There's nobody in the future
So baby let me hand you my love
Oh, there's no step for you to dance to
So slip your hand inside of my glove
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
I don't want no damage
But how am I gonna manage with you
You hold the percentage
But I'm the fool payin' the dues
I'm just around the corner
If you got a minute to spare
I'll be waitin' for ya'
If you ever want to be there
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Stephen Stills - "Love the one you're with"
Love the one you're with
If you're down and confused
And you don't remember who you're talking to
Concentration slip away
Because your baby is so far away
Well, there's a rose in a fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Don't be angry, don't be sad
And don't sit crying over good times you had
There's a girl right next to you
And she's just waiting for something to do
And there's a rose in a fisted glove
And eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Do-do, do do, do do, do-do
Do-do, do do, do do, do-do
Do-do, do do, do do, do-do
Do-do-do, do-do-do
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Turn your heartache right into joy
She's a girl and you're a boy
Get it together, make it nice
Ain't gonna need any more advice
And there's a rose in a fisted glove
And eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Do-do, do do, do do, do-do
Do-do, do do, do do, do-do
Do-do, do do, do do, do-do
Do-do-do, do-do-do
David Bowie - "Young americans"
Young Americans
They pulled in just behind the bridge
He lays her down, he frowns
Gee my life's a funny thing, am I still too young?
He kissed her then and there
She took his ring, took his babies
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything, but
All night
She wants a young American
Young American, young American, she wants the young American
All night
But she wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window
She finds the slinky vagabond
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang
But Heaven forbid, she'll take anything
But the freak, and his type, all for nothing
Misses a step and cuts his hand, but
Showing nothing, he swoops like a song
She cries, "Where have all Papa's heroes gone?"
All night
She wants the young American
Young American, young American, she wants the young American
All right
Well she wants the young American
All the way from Washington
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for the fifty more?
All night
He wants the young American
Young American, young American
He wants the young American
All right (all right)
Well, he wants the young American
Do you remember, your President Nixon? (ooh)
Do you remember, the bills you have to pay?
Or even yesterday?
Have been the un-American? (ooh)
Just you and your idol sing falsetto (ooh)
'Bout Leather, leather everywhere, and
Not a myth left from the ghetto
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor (ooh)
In case, just in case of depression? (ooh)
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
Blushing at all the Afro-Sheeners
Ain't that close to love?
Well, ain't that poster love?
Well, it ain't that Barbie doll
Her hearts have been broken just like you and
All night
All night you want the young American
Young American, young American, you want the young American
All right
You want the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train
Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands ache
(I heard the news today, oh boy)
I got a suite and you got defeat
Ain't there a man who can say no more?
And, ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?
And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging?
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?
Ain't there one damn song that can make me
Break down and cry?
All night
I want the young American
Young American, young American, I want the young American
All right
I want the young American, young American
Young American, young American, I want the young American (I want what you want, I want what you want)
All night
You and I
I want you, I
Young American, young American, I want the young American
All right
And all I want is the young American
Young American, young American, I want the young American
Simon & Garfunkel - "Cecilia"
Cecilia
Celia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily
Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees
I'm begging you please to come home
Celia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily
Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees
I'm begging you please to come home
Come on home
Making love in the afternoon with Cecilia
Up in my bedroom (making love)
I got up to wash my face
When I come back to bed
Someone's taken my place
Celia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily
Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees
I'm begging you please to come home
Come on home
Jubilation,
She loves me again,
I fall on the floor and I laughing,
Jubilation,
She loves me again,
I fall on the floor and I'm laughing
Bob Dylan - "Want you"
Want you
The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn, but it's
Not that way, I wasn't born to lose you
I want you
I want you
I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask me to open up the gate for you
I want you
I want you
Yes I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you
How all my fathers, they've gone down
True love they've been without it
But all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid
She knows that I'm not afraid to look at her
She is good to me and there's
Nothing she doesn't see
She knows where I'd like to be but it doesn't
Matter
I want you
I want you
Yes I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit he
Spoke to me, I took his flute
No, I wasn't very cute to him, was I?
But I did it, because he lied and
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side and
Because I
Want you
I want you
Yes I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you
Neil Diamond - "Forever in blue jeans"
Forever in blue jeans
Money talks
But it don't sing and dance and it don't walk
And long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be forever in blue jeans
Honey's sweet
But it ain't nothin' next to baby's treat
And if you'd pardon me, I'd like to say
We'd do okay forever in blue jeans
Maybe tonight
Maybe tonight, by the fire
All alone, you and I
Nothing around but the sound
Of my heart and your sighs
Money talks
But it can't sing and dance and it can't walk
And long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be forever in blue jeans, babe
And honey's sweet
But it ain't nothin' next to baby's treat
And if you'll pardon me, I'd like to say
We'd do okay, forever in blue jeans
Maybe tonight
Maybe tonight, by the fire
All alone, you and I
Nothing around but the sound
Of my heart and your sighs
Money talks
But it don't sing and dance and it don't walk
And long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be forever in blue jeans
And if you'd pardon me, I'd like to say
We'd do okay forever in blue jeans, babe
And long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be forever in blue jeans, babe
Bruce Springsteen - "Helo sunshine"
Hello sunshine
Had enough of heartbreak and pain
I had a little sweet spot for the rain
For the rain and skies of grey
Hello sunshine, won't you stay?
You know I always liked my walking shoes
But you can get a little too fond of the blues
You walk too far, you walk away
Hello sunshine, won't you stay?
You know I always loved a lonely town
Those empty streets, no one around
You fall in love with lonely, you end up that way
Hello sunshine, won't you stay?
You know I always liked that empty road
No place to be and miles to go
But miles to go is miles away
Hello sunshine, won't you stay?
And miles to go is miles away
Hello sunshine, won't you stay?
Hello sunshine, won't you stay?
Hello sunshine
Steve Forbert - "Cellophane city"
Cellophane City
It Ain't no big secret, the trouble you're in
You wear a thin mask and it smiles and it grins
Can't get no credit can't get a loan.
It's heard at the parties yes and over the phones.
Because it's cellophane city and everyone knows
There's no secret, nothing and that's how it goes.
Cellophane city, you try as you may
There's no secret nothing, it's all on display
He stood in the kitchen, she told him a lie
She left around 7 and kissed him goodbye
She snuck across the town to a rendezvous bar
Well he knows who she is with
Yes and he knows where they are
Because it is cellophane city and everyone knows
There's no secret nothing and that is how it goes
Cellophane city, you try as you may
There's no secret nothing, it's all on display
You try to be jesus, you try to be boss
You pulled a few tricks and you hang on a cross
This sepualchre is emptying, yeah all is at peace
We know your with magdalene and you're sailing for Greece
Because it's cellophane city, and everyone knows
There's no secret nothing, and that's how it goes.
Cellophane city you try as you may
There's no secret, nothing, it's all on display.
INXS - "Beautiful girl"
Beautiful girl
Nicky's in the corner
With a black coat on
Running from a bad home
With some cat inside
Now where did you find her
Among the neon lights
That haunt the streets outside, she says
Stay with me
Beautiful girl (stay with me)
Beautiful girl (stay with me)
She wanna go home
From doorway to doorway
Street corner to corner
With neon ghosts in the city
And she says
Stay with me
Stay with me
Stay with me
Stay with me
She's so scared
So very frightened
Anything could happen
Right here tonight
Beautiful girl (stay with me)
Beautiful girl (stay with me)
She wants to go home
Stay with me (beautiful girl)
Stay with me (beautiful girl)
Stay with me (beautiful girl)
Stay with me, beautiful girl
The Pogues - "Dirty old town"
Dirty old town
I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Clouds are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Spring's a girl from the streets at night
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
I heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
I smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
I'm gonna make me a big sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Bee Gees - "If I can't have you"
If I can't have you
Don't know why
I'm survivin' ev'ry lonely day
When there's got to be no chance for me
My life would end
And it doesn't matter how I cry
My tears, so far, are a waste of time
If I turn away
Am I strong enough to see it through
Go crazy is what I will do
If I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you, uh-huh, oh
If I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you, uh-ho, oh oh oh
Can't let go and it doesn't matter how I try
I gave it up
So easily
To you my love
To dreams that never will come true
Am I strong enough to see it through
Go crazy is what I will do
If I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you, uh-huh, oh
If I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you, uh-ho, oh
If I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you, uh-huh, oh
If I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you, uh-ho oh
If I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you, uh-huh, oh
If I can't have you
I don't want nobody baby
If I can't have you, uh-ho oh
If I can't have you
Adiós, adiós.. Hasta la semana que viene.
Me llamo Herrera Carlos. Feliz fin de semana o lo que queda de él.
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