Wil je blijven, ok,
het heeft toch geen enkele zin.
Als je me maar niet ziet als het jochie met de rozen,
want dan stort heel je droomwereld in.
Jij was, zoals ze dat noemden, het idealistische type.
Maar daar heb je nu verrekt weinig meer van.
Je bent nu net zo materialistisch als ik,
maar hoe wil je het in godsnaam anders dan?

Refrein:

Ben ik te min, ben ik te min, 
omdat je ouders meer poen hebben, dan de mijne?
Ben ik te min, ben ik te min,
omdat je pa een grotere kar heeft, dan de mijne?


En toch, wil je blijven, maar je pa, die wil `t niet.
Ik denk dat je beter kunt gaan.
En je moeder, die doe je ook veel verdriet.
Als je thuiskomt zegt ze :”Kind, wat doe je me aan?”
Jouw moeder die ik moest aanhoren,
met haar achterlijke gezwam over de studie van je broer.
En dat je pa zo'n succesvol zakenman was.
Met andere woorden wat ben jij een boer!

Ben ik te min, ben ik te min, 
omdat je ouders meer poen hebben, dan de mijne?
Ben ik te min, ben ik te min,
omdat je pa een grotere kar heeft, dan de mijne?

Maar kijk uit, je bent het niet gewend.
Om te vreten van de straat.
Als je lichamelijk maar niet belangrijk vindt,
want dat is in feite niet waar `t om gaat.
En als je het aankunt, nou, kom dan gerust maar weer.
En anders sodemieter je maar op!
Want `t is echt niet dat ik niet om je geef,
maar zo duw je je hoofd in een strop.

Ben ik te min, ben ik te min, 
omdat je ouders meer poen hebben, dan de mijne?
Ben ik te min, ben ik te min,
omdat je pa een grotere kar heeft, dan de mijne?

G            C
Am         D
G            C     
Am         D
C            G    
C            G
C            G
Am         D


G            C 
D            G
G            C
D            G
CG/ CG/ CG/ CG/

Ben Ik Te Min?

[Intro]
G Am G Am G
 
[Verse 1]
Bm        G       Bm         G
Childhood living  is easy to do
Am               C     D G                  D
The things that  you wanted  I bought them  for you
Bm        G    Bm             G
Graceless lady you know who I am
Am               C      D G                D
You know I can't let you  slide through my hands
 
 
[Chorus]
Am    C    D  G        F        C      Bm
Wild horses   couldn't drag me away
Am         C     D   G        F        C
Wild, wild horses    couldn't drag me away
 
 
[Verse 2]
Bm            G      Bm            G
I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Am          C     D G              D
Now you've decided  to show me the same
Bm          G     Bm         G
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Am                 C     D  G              D
Could make me feel bitter   or treat you unkind
 
 
[Chorus]
Am    C    D  G        F        C      Bm
Wild horses   couldn't drag me away
Am          C    D   G        F        C
Wild, wild horses    couldn't drag me away
 
 
[Solo]
|F       |C       |F       |C     D |
 
|G   Gsus4 G  |G       |
 
 
[Verse 3]
Bm       G           Bm          G
I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
Am        C      D     G                     D
I have my freedom      but I don't have much time
Bm             G      Bm            G
Faith has been broken tears must be cried
Am            C     D    G        D
Let's do some living     after we die
 
 
[Chorus]
Am    C    D  G        F        C      Bm
Wild horses   couldn't drag me away
Am         C    D   G     F              C
Wild, wild horses   we'll ride them some day
 
 
[Interlude]
|Bm      |G       |Bm      |G       |
 
|Am      |C     D |G   Gsus4 G|D       |
 
Am    C    D  G        F        C       Bm
Wild horses   couldn't drag me away
Am         C    D   G     F              C  D   G
Wild, wild horses   we'll ride them some day

Wild Horses

Evergreen - L Amant De St Jean

Evergreen - Bij Mij Ben Je Mooi

Evergreen - Those Were The Days

Evergreen - L Oiseau

Almost cut my hair
Happened just the other day
It's gettin' kind of long
I could've said it was in my way
But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
And I feel like I owe it, to someone, yeah

Must be because I had the flu this Christmas
And I'm not feeling up to par
And increases my paranoia
Like looking in my mirror and seeing a police car
But I'm not, I'm not giving in an inch to fear
'Cause I've promised myself this year
I feel oh, like I owe it, to someone

When I get myself together
I'm gonna get down in that sunny southern weather, yeah
I'm goin' find a space inside a laugh, yes
Separate the wheat from some chaff
I feel
Like I owe it, yeah, to someone


Am G D D

C Em Am7 Am7
Fmaj7 Fmaj7 em7 Em7
D  Dsus4 D Dsus4

Allmost Cut My Hair

Ster

Wat een ster ben jij,
Wat is er mooier dan wat jij,
Wat is er mooier dan wat jij tegen mij zei?

Jij zei ja met je ogen, je straalde  naar mij.
Zo puur en natuurlijk zo ritmisch en vrij .
Laat je haren maar waaien,we zien we waar heen.
Hoever zullen we gaan, dans  je met me mee?

Wat een ster ben jij,
Wat is er mooier dan wat jij,
Wat is er mooier dan wat jij tegen mij zei?

Jij zei kom maar dicht bij me, kom tegen mij aan,
Ik liet mij  verleiden, ik kon je niet  weerstaan.
Ik zei wat je wil je nog weten, waar wil je nog heen?
En wij dansten  tezamen, samen waren wij één.

Wat een ster ben jij,
Wat is er mooier dan wat jij,
Wat is er mooier dan wat jij tegen mij zei?

Wat een ster ben jij,
Wie is er mooier dan jij,
Wie is er leuker dan jij?
Niemand voor mij!

Em	D
Em	D				2x
G	D	A	Asus		(refrein)   

Am7	G	D	Dmaj7
F6	C	Bm	Bm
Am7	G	D	Dmaj7
F6	C	A	Asus		(koeplet)



Greenberg - Ster

Here I lie in my hospital bed
 Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?
 Oh, I don't think I can wait that long
 Oh, you see that I'm not that strong
 The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears
 Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have I been lying here?
 What am I doing in this place?
 Why does the doctor have no face?
 Oh, I can't crawl across the floor
 Ah, can't you see, Sister Morphine, I'm trying to score
 Well it just goes to show
 Things are not what they seem
 Please, Sister Morphine, turn my nightmares into dreams
 Oh, can't you see I'm fading fast?
 And that this shot will be my last
 Sweet Cousin Cocaine, lay your cool cool hand on my head
 Ah, come on, Sister Morphine, you better make up my bed
 'Cause you know and I know in the morning I'll be dead
 Yeah, and you can sit around, yeah and you can watch all the
 Clean white sheets stained red. 

Artist:     The Rolling Stones

Writer:     Mick Jagger/Keith Richard

Album:      Sticky Fingers

  Am7                      Dsus2

Intro:

Am7  Am  Am7  Am

Am7    Am       Am7       Am

Here I lie in my hospital bed

Dsus2           Am                    Dsus2          Am

Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?

G                                     F     *[fill 1]

Oh, and I don't think I can wait that long

C            G               F          Am

Oh you see    I'm not that strong

Am7  Am  Am7

    Am                          Am7            Am

The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears

Dsus2           Am    *[fill 2]Dsus2                 Am

Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have I been lying here?

G                       F

What am I doing in this place?

E                           F

Why does the doctor have no face?

G                          F

Oh, I can crawl across the floor

          Am          F                        Am

Can't you see, Sister Morphine, I'm trying to score.

        Am7           Am             Am7            Am

Well it just goes to show things are not what they seem-

Dsus2          Am                Dsus2           Am

Please, Sister Morphine, turn my nightmares into dreams.

G                           F

Oh can't you see I'm fading fast?

        Am       F              Am

And the big shot     will be my last.

Am7          Am               Am7                    Am

Sweet cousin cocaine, lay your cool cool hands on my head

Dsus2            Am             Dsus2       Am

Oh c'mon Sister Morphine, better make up my bed

    G                          F

Cos you know and I know in the morning I'll be dead

        Am             F             E                          Am

You can sit around and watch all the clean white sheets stained red.



Fill 1

  F                           Fsus2 F


  C                                 G
          Oh you see                            That I'm not     that...



Fill 2

  Am                                Dsus2

  Morphine                     How  long have I          been lying...



Greenberg - Sister Morphine

Muddy Waters (McKinley Morganfield) 
Walking Blues 
(Robert Johnson / Greenberg)

G G 
G G
C C
G G 
D C 
G G   (turnaround)

Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes,
You know 'bout that babe, had them mean old walkin' blues.
Woke up this morning, I feel 'round for my shoes,
You know 'bout that babe,  I had them mean old walkin' blues.

Well, some people tell em that the worried blues ain't bad
It’s the worst old feelin I most ever had
some people tell me that these old worried blues ain't bad
But Its the worst old feelin, I most ever had 

I feel like blowin my  lonesome home
Got up this mornin, my sweet wive she was gone 
I feel like blowin my lonesome home
Well, I got up this morning my sweet little girl was gone

Minutes seem like hours and hours seem like days
Since my baby started her low down ways, yeah
Minutes seem like hours and hours seem like days
Since my baby, ooh, started her low down ways

Well, some people tell em that the worried blues ain't bad
It is the worst old feelin I most ever had
some people tell me that these old worried blues ain't bad
But Its the worst old feelin, I most ever had



Greenberg - Walking Blues

On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines moaning out as one note song
You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
When youre riding sixteen hours and theres nothing much to do
And you don't feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through

Here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on the stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page

So you walk into this restaurant strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you 're shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode

Yeah, most times you cant hear em talk, other times you can
All the same old clichs, is it woman? is it man? 
And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand
Make your stand

Here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on the stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page

Oo-ooh, out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy you try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play, yeah

Later in the evening, you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head
You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said
What she said

He-ey
Yeah
And here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on a stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page
There I go - turn that page
There I go, yeah, yeah
There I go, yeah, yeah
There I go, yeah
There I go, yeah
There I go, oo-oo-ooh
There I go
And I 'm gone

Em
D
A                                                     
Em
D               Em
D               Em
D               A
C     D         Em


Greenberg - Turn The Page

Charles Segar , Big Bill Brooonzy, traditional blues song
8 bar blues (!)

Key to the Highway
Greenberg
I've got the key    to the highway
Feel I got to go
I'm gonna leave here runnin',
cause walkin' is most too slow
I'm goin' back     to the border,
Where I'm better known
Cause woman you don't do nothin',
but drive a good man 'way from home
Now when the moon     creeps over the mountain,
I'll be on my way
I'm gonna roll this highway,
until the break of day
Give me one – one more kiss darling,
just before I go
I'm gonna leave this town,
ain't comin' back no more"
So long , so long baby,  I must say goodbye,
I'm gonna roll this highway, 'till the day I die"

A  E  D  D
A  E  A  A turnaround (g f# f e )


Greenberg - Key To The Highway

Help Me
(Sonny Boy Williamson II  (Rice Miller) – arr by Greenberg)

You got to help me
I can’t do it all by myself
You got to help me
I can’t do it all by myself
If you can’t help me
I will find me somebody else

You may have to wash
You may have to sue
You may have to cook
Might mob the florr
You gotta help me
I can’t do it all by myself
If you can’t help me darlin’
I will have to find me somebody else

When you go out 
Go out with me
When you ride bike 
Ride it with me
You gotta help me
I can’t do it all by myself
If you can’t help me darlin’
I will have to find me somebody else

When you eat
Eat with me
When you drink
Drink with me
When you sleep
Sleep with me
When you make love 
Make love with me
You got to help me
I will have to find me somebody else

Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me
If you can’t help me darlin’
I will have to find me somebody else

E E G A
E E G A
E E G A
E E G A
A A C D
A A C D
E E G A
E E G A
B B D E
A A C D
E E G A
E E G A



Greenberg - Help Me

Lady Jane - Rolling Stones
( Jagger/Richards )
song about the six wives of Henry VIII

(M. Jagger/K. Richards) 
My sweet Lady Jane 
When I see you again 
Your servant am I 
And will humbly remain 

Just heed this plea my love 
On bended knees my love 
I pledge myself to Lady Jane 

My dear Lady Anne 
I've done what I can 
I must take my leave 
For promised I am 
This play is run my love 
Your time has come my love 
I've pledged my troth to Lady Jane 

Oh my sweet Marie 
I wait at your ease 
The sands have run out 
For your lady and me 

Wedlock is nigh my love 
Her station's right my love 
Life is secure with Lady Jane 

 D     D        
 C     C
 G     D
 C     C
 G    D
 E7   Am
 D     G
 C      D7 
 Am   -


Greenberg - Lady Jane

Evergreen - Lamantdestjean (Pi Gt Voc)

Evergreen - Padam (Pi Gt Voc)

Evergreen - Une Belle Histoire (Pi Gt Voc)

Evergreen - Padam Pi Gt Voc

hey hey my my - out of the blue, into the black

Hey Hey, My My 24v

Down Man
(  Jan Akkerman / Kaz Lux )

A man, a room
A man alone in a room
Eyes, tears
His eyes are losing tears
A man who's down and out
He's got nothing to live for
He knows
There's no doubt!

Emptiness
A soul that's filled with emptiness
A man, a room
A man alone in a room
A man who's down and out
He's got nothing to live for
He knows
There's no doubt!
Yeah!

A man, a room
A man alone in a room
He's down and out
Down and out
Down
He knows there's no doubt
No doubt
Oh, down and out
Oh yeah, yeah
Down and out
A man alone in a room
A man alone in a room
Down and out

GreenBerg

Down Man

I Fall Apart
(Rory Gallagher)
Like a cat that's playing with a ball of twine
That you call my heart
Oh, but, baby, is it so hard
To tell the two apart?
And so slowly you unwind me
Till I fall apart
I'm only living for the hour
That I see your face
When that happens, I don't
Want to be no other place
Till the end of time
You'll be on my mind
I don't mind waiting for your love
For time I've got plenty of
Rain or shine - please, bring out your love
Make it shine like the stars above
I'm only living for the moment
When I hear your voice
Oh, I'm waiting
I don't have any choice
And the day is long
So won't you come where you should be?
Like a cat that's playing with a ball of twine
That you call my heart
Oh, but, baby, is it so hard
To tell the two apart?
And so slowly you unwind me
Till I fall apart

i Fall Apart

Blue Jean Blues
(ZZ Top)

I done ran into my baby
And finally found my old blue jean
I done ran into my baby
And finally found my old blue jean
Well, I could tell that they was mine
From the oil and the gasoline
                     *Solo*   (verse)
If I ever get back my blue jean
Lord, how happy could one man be?
If I ever get back my blue jean
Lord, how happy could one man be?
Cause if I get back those blue jean
You know my baby be bringin' em home to me...
                     *Solo* 
G (A) Bm Bm Bm
G (A) Bm Bm Bm
G (A) Bm Bm Bm
G (A) Bm Bm Bm
                 
G (A) Bm Bm Bm 
G (A) Bm Bm Bm     
G (A) Bm Bm Bm
G (A) Bm Bm Bm
F#m (Fm) Em Em Em
F#m (Fm) Em Em Em                                  
G (A) Bm Bm Bm
G (A) Bm Bm Bm
G        F#m F#m F#m
F#m   Bm D    Bm  
G (A) Bm Bm Bm
G (A) Bm Bm Bm


Greenberg - Blue Jean Blues

Dentist Blues

I was going to the dentist
For a teeth control
I was going to the dentist
For a teeth control
He said open your mouth boy
Let’s see if I can find a hole

He was rambling
Around my teeth
He was rambling
Around my teeth
When he hit my gums with a hook
I felt it from my head until my feet

He gave me a shot of anesthesia
It was a thrill
He gave me a shot of anesthesia
It was a thrill
First he figured the bill
Second he took his drill

I was blinded by the light
Sweat was running down my face
I was blinded by the light
Sweat was running down my face
I felt the dentist blues
Was blowing up my mind

 E / E 
 E / E  
 A / A
 E / E 
 B ./ A / E / E (turnaround) 


Greenberg - the Dentist Blues

Oasis  Wonderwall

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you,
By now you should of somehow
Realised what you gotta do.
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do
About you now.
Back beat, the word is on the street
That the fire in your heart is out,
I'm sure you've heard it all before,
But you never really had a doubt.
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do
About you now.
And all the roads we have to walk are winding,
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding,
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how.
Because maybe,
You're gonna be the one that saves me,
And after all,
You're my wonderwall.
Today was gonna be the day,
But they'll never throw it back at you,
By now you should have somehow
Realised what you've gotta do.
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do
About you now.
And all the roads we have to walk are winding,		
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding,
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how.
I said maybe,
You're gonna be the one that saves me,
And after all,
You're my wonderwall.
I said maybe,
You're gonna be the one that saves me,
And after all,
You're my wonderwall.
I said maybe,
You're gonna be the one that saves me,
You're gonna be the one that saves me,
You're gonna be the one that saves me,

|: Em7 G | Dsus4 | A7sus4 | Em7 G | Dsus4 | A7sus4 :|
Em7      G
Dsus4                  A7sus4
Em7        G
Dsus4                A7sus4
Em7                  G       Dsus4           A7sus4
Cadd9 Dsus | A7sus4 ||
Em7            G
Dsus4                 A7sus4
Em7             G
Dsus4              A7sus4
Em7                  G       Dsus4           A7sus4
Em7 G  |Dsus4 A7sus4 ||
C                D                Em
C                   D                 Em
C              D                   G5      G5/F#  G5/E
G5         A7sus4
Cadd9  Em7 | G
Em7                   Cadd9     Em7 G
Em7   Cadd9  Em7 | G
Em7   Cadd9  Em7 | G Em7/B | A7sus4 ||
Em7       G
Dsus4                  A7sus4
Em7        G
Dsus4                   A7sus4
Em7                  G       Dsus4           A7sus4
Em7  G  |  Dsus4 A7sus4 ||
C                D                Em
C                   D                 Em
C              D                   G5      G5/F#  G5/E
G5         A7sus4
Cadd9  Em7 | G
Em7                   Cadd9     Em7 | G
Em7   Cadd9  Em7 | G
Em7   Cadd9  Em7 | G Em7 ||
Cadd9  Em7 | G
Em7                   Cadd9     Em7 | G
Em7   Cadd9  Em7 | G
Em7   Cadd9  Em7 | G Em7 ||
Cadd9  Em7 | G
Em7                   Cadd9     Em7 | G
Em7                   Cadd9     Em7 | G
Em7                   Cadd9     Em7 | G Em7 ||
 |: Cadd9 Em7 | G Em7 | Cadd9 Em7 | G Em7 :|


Greenberg - Wonderwall

Puinhoop--De Megafoons
(Maurits Groenenberg & Willem Koppenol)


Am Am7  Am Am7 / Bm Bm11 Bm Bm11		Koeplet / intro / tussenstuk / outro
Am Am7  Am Am7 / Bm Bm11 Bm Bm11
Am Am7  Am Am7 / Bm Bm11 Bm Bm11
Am Am7  Am Am7 / Bm Bm11 Bm Bm11

E  /  D	 						refrein
E  /  D  
E  /  D  
F  /  F  
G  / G  
						Intro 2x
De wereld    is een puinhoop
’t is de vraag  of dat goed afloopt		koeplet1
Hongersnood  en atoomgevaar
Een oorlog hier en een oorlog daar

Als het geld voor de bewapening		koeplet2
Nu eens naar de wederopbouw ging
Mensen hebben soms niet te eten
Wel veel  ziektes en analfabeten

Hoe lang laten we dat nog duren		Refrein
Met die militaire diktaturen
Hoe lang moeten we nog vechten
Voor elementaire Mensenrechten
						Tussenstuk 1x
De wereld barst van de martelpraktijken	koeplet 3
Uitbuiting van armen door enkele rijken
Volksverzet – in bloed gesmoord		
Doodseskaders – politieke moord

De demonstranten zijn opgepakt 		koeplet 4
De leiders zitten in de bak
De vermisten zijn doodgeslagen 		
En toen gedumpt in massagraven

						Refrein
						
						outro


MEGAFOONS -  PUINHOOP.WAV

DANCING BAREFOOT-Patti Smith

[Intro]


[Verse]

She is benediction
She is addicted to he
She is the root connection and
She is connecting with he

[Chorus]

  Here I go and I don't know why
  I spin so ceaselessly
  Could it be he's taking over me
  
I'm dancing barefoot
Headed for a spin
Some strange music drags me in
Makes me come on like some heroine

[Verse]

She is sublimation
She is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on he
Who is chosen by she

[Chorus]

  Here I go and I don't know why
  I spin so ceaselessly
  Could it be he's taking over me

I'm dancing barefoot
Headed for a spin
Some strange music drags me in
Makes me come on like some heroine

[Verse]

She is recreation
She intoxicated by thee
She has the slow sensation that he
Is levitating with she

[Chorus]

  Here I go and I don't know why
  I spin so ceaselessly
  Could it be he's taking over me

I'm dancing barefoot
Headed for a spin
Some strange music drags me in
Makes me come on like some heroine

[Outro]

   Oh Girl I feel for you
   Oh Girl I feel for you
   Oh Girl I feel for you
   Oh Girl I feel for you


[Intro]
Em    D   Em    A

[Verse]
Em  D   Em  A
Em  D   Em  A
Em  D   Em  A
Em  D   Em  A

[Chorus]
Em  D   Em  A
Em  D   Em  A
Em  D   Em  A
Em  D   Em  A
G     A
C     D
Em    A
C     D             Em

[Outro]

Em    D   Em    A
 
suspend some chords


Dancing Barefoot-03

Sirene (Maurits Groenenberg/Willem Koppenol)

Am Bm (intro)

Am Bm     (verse)
Am Bm
Am Bm
Bm Bm

E D     (chorus)
E D
E D
F F
G G

De wereld is een puinhoop,
Het is de vraag of dat goed afloopt.
Hongersnood en Atoomgevaar
Een oorlog hier en een oorlog daar,
Hoe lang laten we dat nog verder gaan
Wanneer maken we daar een einde aan
Moet dan eerst alles naar de kloten gaan?
Ja sta op en eis de vrede!

Als je straks de sirens hoort,
Als de eerste bom de lucht doorboort,
Dan heb je te laat geprotesteerd,
Dan blijft er niemand meer ongedeerd.
Maar kunnen we daar dan niets meer aan doen?
Ze kopen die dingen toch van onze poen.
Die laatste kans moeten we niet verdoen!
Ja  passief is nu verleden.

Van Agt heft weer nieuwe raketten besteld.
Geloof niet wat het C D A  vertelt.
Een nieuwe wedloop is ingeluid,
En de wapenindustrie heft een vette buit.
Maar geeft het niet op er is nog hoop,
We brengen die raketten naar de vuilnishoop,
En we gooien al die bommen op de sloop.
Ja pas dan Ja pas dan Zijn we tevreden Zijn we tevreden.







Megafoons Live Wenen Sirenes

Megafoons Live Holocaust

theme for an imaginary western
(written by jack bruce)
G G(F#) / Em intro 2 x
G G (F#) / Em
A / F
G G (F#) / Em
A / C
G G (F#) / Em
A / F
G G (F#) / Em Em7
C Am  / G G(F#)
Em / Bm
Em / Bm
C G / Em A
A# B C / C


When the wagons leave the city 
for the forest and further on
Painted wagons of the morning, 
dusty roads where they have gone
Sometimes travellin' through the darkness, 
met the summer comin' home
Fallen faces by the wayside, 
looked as if they might have known

Chorus:
Oh the sun was in their eyes,  
and the desert was dry
In the country towns, 
where their laughter sounds

Oh the dancing and the singing 
and the music when they played
Oh the fires that they started 
along the trail with no regrets
Sometimes they found it, 
sometimes they kept it
Often lost it along the way
Fought each other to possess it, 
often blind to the light of day

Chorus


Theme For An Imaginary Western

//:     G     D    :   //
He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door
//:  Am     Em         D     Dsus4  ://
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was led

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

Lucky Man

Wonderwall   - Oasis

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do, about you now

Backbeat, the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I
Would like to say to you but I don't know how
Because maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all, you're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do, about you now

And all the roads that lead you there are winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I
Would like to say to you but I don't know how

I said maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all, you're my wonderwall
I said maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all, you're my wonderwall
I said maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me
you're gonna be the one that saves me
you're gonna be the one that saves me

Wonderwall (acoustic)

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and T.V.
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me

Working Class Hero

De Afvallige
( Maurits Groenenberg – © Greenberg )
Bewerking van de Opstandeling / Megafoons 

Ik ben een afvallige
Ik geloof niet in de Almachtige
Ik ben een afvallige
Ik geloof niet in de Almachtige	             =Refrein		
Ik ben gelovig opgevoed
Tien geboden hoe het moet
Bidden voor het slapen gaan
Met ochtend gezang er tegen aan	

	Refrein						
De mens heeft de goden bedacht
Om te vatten wat ligt buiten zijn macht
Wodan Donar zonnewende
Duidde wat de mens niet kende

	Refrein

Mohammed Jezus Zen of Boedha
Je neemt het over van je vader of je moeder
Koran Bijbel thora of I tjing
Geloven dat is niet mijn ding

	Refrein

Een luidspreker op een Minaret
Zet ons aan  tot het avondgebed
Klokgeluid van de kathedraal
Roept ons daarnaar allemaal 

	Refrein

Geen boek, cartoon of  film meer maken,
Anders weten ze je dood te maken.
 Fundamentalisten nemen de overhand.
En die zijn niet zo tolerant.

	Refrein

Vrouwen moeten binnen blijven
Anders zijn het vieze wijven
Homo’s zijn smerige zwijnen
Kunnen beter snel verdwijnen

Refrein

Zondags mag er niets gebeuren
Want dat is de dag des heren
Het komt door de zondeval
Dat ik daarvoor boeten zal

Refrein

Eten moet je  koosjer of halal
Anders kom je in de hel
Alle mensen willen ze bekeren
En de heilige teksten aanleren


Ik ben een atheist
Geen nihilist maar een humanist
Ik ben een atheist
Geen nihilist maar een humanist	= Refrein2

F#m / A / D / E 
F#m / A / D / E 				= koeplet

Bm / A / G / Bm
Bm / A / G / Bm				= Refrein


Greenberg - Afvallige

Stop de Kruisraketten – De Megafoons

Stop nu de kruisraketten		
’t is nog niet te laat			
Voor dat heel de mensheid		
Naar de bliksem gaat			

Hiroshima en nagasaki			
In een klap weggevaagd		
Honderduizenden doden 		
De atoomproef was geslaagd		
Het wapen der vernietiging		
Had de wetenschap gebracht		
Het militarisme				
Had er jaren op gewacht		

Het arsenaal werd uitgebreid
De proeven gingen door
De vernietigingskracht werd groter
Amerika bleef de Russen voor
De wedloop was begonnen 
Tussen de supermachten
Die elkaar met een druk op de knop
Af konden slachten

Tienduizenden bommen
Met nucleaire kop
De zogenaamde beschaving
Blaas je er mee op
De atoomwapenwaanzin
Dreigt met ontelbaar doden
Het maken van die wapens
Moet worden verboden

En als ze arriveren
In Woensdrecht geeft niet waar
Dan gaan we dat blokkeren
Met zijn allen voor mekaar
Uit naam van heel de mensheid
Is dat een gebod
Verzet je met zijn allen
Anders gaan we straks kapot\

Stop ook de S S Twintig
Pershings en neutronenbom
Verzet je met zijn allen
Je weet nu wel waarom



/  G   /  D  / 
/  A   /  D  /
/  G   /  D  / 
/  A   /   D / 

/  D  /  D  /
/  G  /  D  /
/  G  /  D  /
/  E  /  A   /
/  D  /  D  /
/  G  /  D  /
/  G  /  D  /
/  A  /  D  /


MEGAFOONS - KRUISRAKET

Nix geen Trix op onze Riks

 
Nix geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek
niks geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek

Door erfenis wordt ze stinkend rijk
want haar familie heeft een koninkrijk
ja Beatrix het kind van Juliaan
ze staart je straks van elk duppie aan
 
Nix geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek
niks geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek

Ja in die blaadjes altijd weer die flauwekul
Prins Willem Alexander is een zo'n fijne knul
en Willem Friso heeft zo'n leuke snuit
als ze jarig zijn dan gaan de vlaggen uit
 
Nix geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek
niks geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek

Ja krijg de klere met je huis van Oranje
weg met al die dure franje
die Bernard is de grootste krimineel
miljoenen voor F-16's, hij pakte zijn deel
 
Nix geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek
niks geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek

Ja donder toch op met je nieuwe koningin
het vorstendom we gaan er tegenin
want niemand verdient een gouden kroon
stoot de monarchie dus van de troon

Nix geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek
niks geen Trix op onze riks
de republiek op onze piek


Refrein:
E B A B
E B A B
E B A B
E B A B

G C G C / A A A A/ C C C C / D D D D
G C G C / A A A A/ C C C C / D D D B
G C G C / A A A A/ C C C C / D D D D
G C G C / A A A A/ C C C C / D D D 



Megafoons -  Nix Geen Trix op onze Riks (remastered CD)

De Lopende Band – De Megafoons
(Maurits Groenenberg & Willem Koppenol)

Nee nee nee nee ik wil ‘t niet meer
Vandaag loopt die band voor de laatste keer
Nee nee nee nee nee ik wil ‘t niet meer
Vandaag loopt die band voor de laatste keer

Ik sta aan de lopende band
En ik doe steeds hetzelfde met mijn hand
Ik kan niet met mijn buurman praten
De chef die houdt mij in de gaten

De radio staat volop aan
Maar ik kan er niets van verstaan
’t fabriekslawaai maakt me knettergek
Ik hoor allen de chef zijn grote bek

Iedere dag gaat de band harder lopen
Want ze willen steeds meer verkopen
Ik mag nu zelfs niet meer gaan pissen
De chef kan me geen seconde missen

A9   /   G9   /    F9  /  G9                      
A9   /   G9   /    F9  /  G9                      Intro                 

/ A G AG /  B      /                     Refein
/  F           /    G   /
/ A G AG /  B     /
/  F           /    G   /

/  G  /   F / 
/  F  /  A  /	
/  A  /  G  /
/  G  /  B  /			Koeplet	


MEGAFOONS - DE LOPENDE BAND

De Straling
(Trad, arr Bob Dylan – 
text Maurits Groenenberg / Willem Koppenol)
De Megafoons

Hoe hoog is de prijs voor de kernenergie
Hoe groot is de macht van de atoomlobby
Hoe vaak gaat zo’n centrale wel niet stuk
Hoe vaak gebeurt er niet een ongeluk
Hoe lang blijft dat afval wel niet radioaktief
Hoe lang nemen we die besmetting nog voor lief?

De straling mijn vrind
Die waait door de wind
De straling
Die waait door de wind
De straling mijn vrind
Die waait door de wind
De straling
Die waait door de wind

Hoe snel bouw je een atoomcentrale om
Hoe snel maakt elk land zijn eigen atoombom
Hoeveel landen zijn er nu kernmacht
Hoeveel potentaten beheersen die kracht
Hoeveel raketten staan er opgeteld
Hoeveel doden en wie heeft ze geteld

Refrein 

Hoe lang valt er olie uit de grond te winnen
Hoe lang voor ze er een oorlog om beginnen
Hoe veel is de gasprijs nu weer gestegen
Hoeveel hebben de koncerns gekregen
Hoe sterk is de luchtverontreiniging
Hoe sterk is de noodzaak tot beeindiging

Refrein

Hoe hard draait de wiek van een windmolen
Hoe hard zonder stoken van steenkolen
Hoe sterk is de straling van de zon
Hoe sterk is de kracht van die energiebron
Hoe lang is er nu geexperimenteerd
Hoelang is er nu gediskussieerd

Refrein


In E

/  E  A /  E /			Koeplet:
/  E  A /  B /
/  E  A /  E /
/  E  A /  B /
/  E  A /  E /
/  E  A /  B /

/  A  /  B  /			Refrein:
/  E  /  C#m /
/  A  /  B  /
/  E  /  E  /
/  A  /  B  /
/  E  /  C#m /
/  A  /  B  /
/  E  /  E  /

Of In G
G  G C /  G /			Koeplet:
/  G C /  D /
/  G C /  G /
/  G C /  D /
/  G C /  G /
/  G C /  D /
			
/  C  /  D    /
/  G  /  Em / 			Refrein:
/  C  /  D    /
/  G  /  G    /
/  C  /  D    /
/  G  /  Em /
/  C  /  D    /
/  G  /  G    /



MEGAFOONS - STRALING

Vonhoff
(Maurits Groenenberg - Willem Koppenol)

F#  A   B   B         (2x)
C#  F# B   E          (2x)

Hé Vonhoff wat maak je me nou
Duizenden jongeren in de kou
In de kou, in de kou, in de kou, in de kou
In de kou, in de kou, in de kou, in de kou

Maar Vonhoff dat nemen we niet
We maken onze eigen muziek
Eigen muziek, eigen muziek,  eigen muziek, eigen muziek 
Eigen muziek, eigen muziek,  eigen muziek, eigen muziek 

Ja Vonhoff lik me reet
We kraken onze eigen keet
Eigen keet, eigen keet,  eigen keet, eigen keet 
Eigen keet, eigen keet,  eigen keet, eigen keet 
Tis maar dat je het weet we kraken onze eigen keet


MEGAFOONS - VONHOFF

Your breath is sweet, your eyes are like 
Two jewels in the sky 
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth 
On the pillow where you lie 
But I don't sense affection 
No gratitude or love 
Your loyalty is not to me  
but to the stars above 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below 

Your daddy he's an outlaw 
And a wanderer by trade 
He'll teach you how to pick an' choose 
And how to throw the blade 
And he oversees his kingdom 
So no stranger does intrude 
His voice it trembles as he calls out 
For another plate of food 

One more cup of coffee for the road 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below 

Your sister sees the future 
Like your momma and yourself 
You've never learned to read or write 
There's no books upon your shelf 
And your pleasure know no limits 
Your voice is like a meadow lark 
But your heart is like an ocean 
Mysterious and dark 
 
One more cup of coffee for the road 
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go 
To the valley below 
 
Am Am  
Am G F E 
Am G F E 
Am Am 
Am G F E 
Am G F E 
F E F E 
Am G F E

One More Cup Of Coffee

from 1978-1984 de Megafoons: the world's only acoustic punk band with politically motivated songs.
Solo projects at home  from 2009 onwards
Evergreen project 2013 with Annette & Francis

Maurits Groenenberg

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