19 de junio de 2022 |
Radio Carlitos EdiciónDeluxe Vol - 180
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Department S y Elliott Murphy
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No te pierdas el contenido más selecto del reproductor musical 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. En esta ocasión clásicos como "Is Vic there?" de Department S y "A touch of kindness" de Elliott Murphy.
Otro sábado en el que Herrera viene con discos debajo del brazo para hacer las delicias de los oyentes de COPE 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.
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Frankie goes to Hollywood - "Born to run"
Born to run
In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin' out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
And strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know if love is wild, girl I want to know if love is real
Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss
The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide
Together wendy we'll live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when we're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run
The Teardrop Explodes - "Treason"
Treason
I've been living through changes
And I could swing for you
I can see the veins in my hands
Are showing through
But if you disguise
What these things are doing to me
If you criticize them
I'll know that you can see
Until you realize
It's just a story
Until you realize
It's just a story
Consequently my reaction
Is getting rather strange
I can see your course of action
Leading to a change
You've got to get ready for me
Is it real
Or is it treason
Is it treason
I've been living through changes
It's not the same thing every day
I hope it's not my age
But I wouldn't like to say
Mirror hopping days are a coarse reaction
Oh it's very hard to fight
I tried to find a plan of action
But I couldn't get it right
Until you realize
It's just a story
Until you realize
It's just a story
Until you realize
It's just a story
Until you realize
It's just a story
Department S - "¿Is Vic there?"
¿Is Vic there?
The night is young
The mood is mellow
And there's music in my ears
Say, is Vic there?
I hear ringing in the air
So I answer the phone
A voice comes over clear
Say, is Vic there?
The night is young
The mood is mellow
And there's music in my ears
Say, is Vic there?
I hear ringing in the air
So I answer the phone
A voice comes over clear
Say, is Vic there?
The night is young
The mood is mellow
And there's music in my ears
Say, is Vic there?
Is Vic there?
Bob Dylan - "I want you"
I want you
He 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 streets 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 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'll 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
Elliott Murphy - "A touch of kindness"
A little touch of kindness, for a start
A little bit of sweetness, it won't tear you apart
You'll be there in the minute
You believe me
You'll be exactly where you want to be
With a little touch of kindness
My face was disfigured, at least I thought it was
I was covered with shame
I wasn't so tough
Lost in the void, completely alone
I heard your voice in the darkness
And it warmed me to my bones
A little touch of kindness
For a start
A little bit of sweetness, it won't tear you apart
You'll be there in the minute
If you believe me
You'll be exactly where you want to be
With a little touch of kindness
Are you misleading
Or are you playing a game
Well then what are the rules?
And does the winner have something to gain?
It's the champion season of the utterly confused
Played on a mountaintop in India or on the beaches of Veracruz
A little touch of kindness
For a start
A little bit of sweetness
That won't tear you apart
You'll be there in the minute
If you believe me
You'll be exactly where you want to be
With a little touch of kindness
Station to station
Across the nation
Lost my religion
And my superstition
"All right", (all right), all right
A little touch of kindness
For a start
A little bit of sweetness
It won't tear you apart
You'll be there in the minute
If you believe me
You'll be exactly where you want to be
With a little bit of kindness
Oh that's a start
A little touch of sweetness, for my old heart
A little touch of kindness
Oh come on give me a start
A little bit of sweetness
Heart to heart
A little touch of kindness
Oh that's a start
A little bit of sweetness
For my old heart
A little bit of kindness
Yeah it's a start
Give me some sweetness
For my old heart
Mudcrutch - "Scare easy"
Scare easy
My love's an ocean
You better not cross it
Yeah
I've been the distance
And I need some rest
Yeah I had somebody once
And damn if I lost her
I've been running
Like a man possessed
I don't scare easy
Don't fall apart
When I'm under the gun
You can break my heart
And I ain't gonna run
I don't scare easy
For no one
Yeah, I am a loser
At the top of my game
I should have known
To keep an eye on you
Now I got a God
It ain't never the same
Yeah, I got a dream
That don't ever come true
I don't scare easy
Don't fall apart
When I'm under the gun
You can break my heart
But I ain't gonna run
I don't scare easy
For no one
Sun going down
On a canyon wall
I got a soul
That ain't never
Been blessed
Yeah and I'm a shadow
At the back of the hall
Yeah, I got a sin
I ain't never confessed
And I don't scare easy
Don't fall apart
When I'm under the gun
You can break my heart
And I ain't gonna run
I don't scare easy
For no one
And I don't scare easy
Don't fall apart
When I'm under the gun
You can break my heart
But I ain't gonna run
I don't scare easy
For no one
Gram Parsons - "Return of the grievous angel"
Return of the grievous angel
Won't you scratch my itch, sweet Annie Rich
And welcome me back to town?
Come out on your porch or step into your parlor
And I'll tell you how it all went down
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
Oh, and I remembered something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you
'Cause I headed west to grow up with the country
Across those prairies with the waves of grain
And I saw my devil
And I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico bonnet
From Cheyenne to Tennessee
We flew straight across that river bridge
Last night a half past two
The switchman waved his lantern goodbye and good day
As we went rolling through
Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel
And now I know just what I have to do
Take it for me, James
And the man on the radio won't leave me alone
He wants to take my money
For something that I've never been shown
And I saw my devil
And I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico bonnet
From Cheyenne to Tennessee
The news I could bring, I met up with the king
On his head an amphetamine crown
He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt
And lighted out for some desert town
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
Oh, but I remembered something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you
John Hiatt - "Adios to California"
Adios to California
Smokey room and a thin blue light
Her arms were pale as white
Trying to outlast the night
Howlin' at the moon
Living in the canyon then
Hangdown Hanna and Whiskey Jim
Dirty jeans and mudslide hymns
That all began with soon
So adios to California
Nothing to do but turn around
Always thought there's someone comin' for ya
Only way you'd leave this town
Pasadena in the rain
Eatin' donuts and readin' Twain
How much longer can my brain
Set itself on fire?
You said "That's it for me"
Have a little faith, it might set you free
But your faith is no good, you see
For me and my desire
So adios to California
Nothing to do but turn around
Always thought there's someone comin' for ya
Only way you'd leave this town
Two cigarettes from the package gone
You must have thought about it just that long
I never knew you were so strong
I guess I never will
So adios to California
Nothing to do but turn around
Always thought there's someone comin' for ya
Only way you'd leave this town
Tom Waits - "I hope that I don't fall in love with you"
I hope that I don't fall in love with you
One, two, three, four
Well, I hope that I don't fall in love with you
'Cause falling in love just makes me blue
Well, the music plays and you display your heart for me to see
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well, the room is crowded, people everywhere
And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?
Well, if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it
Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well, the night does funny things inside a man
These old tomcat feelings you don't understand
Well, I turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette
I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
I can see that you are lonesome just like me
And it being late, you'd like some company
Well, I turn around to look at you, and you look back at me
The guy you're with, he's up and split, the chair next to you's free
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me
Now it's closing time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout
Well, I turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found
I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you
Kris Kristofferson - "Me and Bobby McGee"
Me and Bobby McGee
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
And rode us all the way into New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no-no
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby, kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it
But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
That feelin' good was good enough for me, mmm-hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
La-da-da, la-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da
La, la-la-la-da-da- Bobby McGee, oh yeah
La-da-da, la-da-da, la, da-da, la, da-da
La-da-da, la-da-da, la-di-da
Hey now, Bobby now, now Bobby McGee, yeah
Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, lo-da-da, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Hey now, Bobby now, now Bobby McGee, yeah
Well, I wanna call him my lover, call him my man
I said, I call him my lover, did the best I can, come on
Hey now, Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, oh
Hey-hey-hey, Bobby McGee, Lord
Gloria Scott - "Just as long as we're together (In my life there will never be another)"
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