episode #30 around the world

Spoken Word

William Butler Yeats: The Lake Isle of Innisfree (read by Anthony Hopkins)


Manu Chao: Welcome To Tijuana

Asian Dub Foundation: Siberian Slengteng

The Correspondents: Washington Square

The Quantic Soul Orchestra: Marrakech

Le Quintette du Hot Club de France: Swing From Paris

Frank Sinatra: Theme From New York

Edith Piaf: Notre Dame de Paris

Boby Womack: California Dreaming

Gorillaz: Idaho


Gotan Project: Paris, Texas

Nostalgia 77: Okinawa

The Cinematic Orchestra: Odessa


It will not be difficult to find your address – Look at the garbage cans

Welcome to Tijuana – Tequila, sex, marijuana

Our fight is for freedom to think and walk – Our fight is for justice – Roof, land, work, bread, health, education, independence – Democracy, freedom

These were our demands in the long night of five hundred years – That are, today, our exigencies

[Manu Chao]

Better to have loved and lost than never loved at all – Just love the lust you’ll have the leap without the fall

It’s as clear as the ice melting in my glass – There was no need for questions to be asked

Hear the how d’you do’s, why d’you do’s, political views, you’ve heard the news

The oh my god it’s different here, you have to tip with every beer – It’s clear, so little time to waste

Make the move, haste post haste – This is lust at first sight – Lets knacker the night until it retreats to light

Big apple, yellow cab, and an American fox – The city driving past us block by block

I never ever ever want this cliche to stop – Knowing that skyscrapers rise above

I could of sworn I felt a crazy little surge of love – The love of lust

[The Correspondents]

Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today – I want to be a part of it

These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray – Right through the very heart of it

I wanna to wake up, in a city that doesn’t sleep – And find I’m king of the hill

Top of the heap – These little town blues – Are melting away

I’ll make a brand new start of it – In old New York – If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere

I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps – And find I’m a number one, top of the list – King of the hill, a number one

[Frank Sinatra]

All the leaves are brown – And the sky is grey – I went for a walk – On a winters day – I’d be safe and warm – If I was in L.A. – California dreaming

On such a winters day – Went through the church, just me – I stopped along the way – When I got down on my bended knee – And I began to pray

You know the preacher digs a call – Because he knows I’m going to stay –  I told him so – Somebody hit me now – I want to go so bad 

I am going to get some sunshine – Can’t believe I blew my mind

[Boby Womack]

I landed on the silver lake – Washed up and feeling blue – Heard the sound of footsteps – Drifting softly to the moon

Looking for clear water – I had to take control – Out there in wilderness – Another bullet hole – Playing it all for gods

Yesterday – Idaho –  There’s a beauty on the road – And everyday I look out of the bus – Silver linings getting lost – Floated out into the woods

To hear the old elk call – Touched a rainbow with my hands – I’m dry, I got them all – “Ride on, ” said the king of cool – You’ve got nothing to lose

Tinseltown is down the road – It’s the bullet of the noose – If you’re playing it all for gods – Far away


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