Queens of the stone age – Lost art of keeping a secret

I’ve got a secret, I cannot say
Blame all the movement to give it away
You’ve got somethin, I understand
Holding it tightly, caught on command
Leap of faith, do you doubt?
Cut you in, I just cut you out

Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone

Look for reflections, in your face
Canine devotion, time can’t erase
Out on the corner, locked in your room
I never believe them and I never assume
Still can’t believe there is a lie
Promise is promise, an eye for an eye
We’ve got something to reveal
No one can know how we feel

Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone

Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone

I think you already know
How far I’d go not to say
You know the art isn’t gone
And I’m taking my song to the grave

Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone

Levellers – One Way

This is the song with which I started my DJ set @ ‘t Cipierke
( I used to play in ‘t Cipierke from september 1996 till november 2002)

There’s only one way of life
And that’s your own, your own, your own

My father when I was younger
Took me up on to the hill
That looked down on the city smog
Above the factory spill
He said this is where I come
When I want to be free
Well he never was in his lifetime
But these words stuck with me

I ran from all of this
And I climbed that highest hill
And looked down on my life
Beneath the factory spill
I looked down onto my life
As the family disgrace
Then to all my friends on the starting line
Their wages off to chase
And all my friends and all their jobs
And all the bloody waste

There’s only one way of life
And that’s your own, your own, your own

I grew up, learned to love and laugh
Circled A’s on the underpass
But the noise we thought would never stop
Died a death as the punks grew up
And we choked on our dreams
We wrestled with our fears
Running through the heartless streets
Chasing our ideas

And the problems of the world
Won’t be solved by this guitar
And they won’t stop coming either
By the life I’ve had so far
And the bright lights of my home town
Won’t be getting any dimmer
Though their calling has receded now
Like some old distant singer
And they don’t seem so appealing
To the eyes of this poor sinner

There’s only one way of life
And that’s your own, your own, your own

The Doors Roadhouse Blues

There was a time when I was a DJ in ‘tea room ‘ called the Roadhouse. This is the song with which I always started the evening.

Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Yeah, we’re goin’ to the roadhouse,
gonna have a real good time

Yeah, in back of the roadhouse they got some bungalows
Yeah, in back of the roadhouse they got some bungalows
And that’s for the people who like to go down slow

Let it roll baby, roll;
Let it roll baby, roll;
Yeah, let it roll, all night long

Ashen lady, Ashen lady, give up your vows!
Give up your vows!
Save our city, save our city, right now!

When I woke up this morning I got myself a beer
When I woke up this morning I got myself a beer
The future is uncertain and the end is always near