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Pop van eigen bodem: Tachtiger jaren
Disc 1
01. When the Lady Smiles
02. Rosalyn
03. I Love You Like I Love Myself
04. Sausalito Summernight
05. Hollywood 7
06. Love Can Break Your Heart
07. It’s Only Just Begun
08. Nightlife
09. Rain in May
10. Wind en zeilen
11. Wake Up
12. Fred Astaire
13. Deeper Shade of Soul
14. Bensonhurst Blues
15. Midnight Magic Maniac
16. Aquarius
17. Listen to the Man With the Golden Voice
18. Black Pearl
19. In het leven
20. The End of the Show
Disc 2
01. Weekend
02. Zwart wit
03. Sollicitere
04. Burning Heart
05. Good Lookin’
06. Behind a Painted Smile
07. See You Tonight
08. Make It Alone
09. South Africa
10. Omdat
11. In de disco
12. Laat mij maar alleen
13. In het donker
14. In the Dutch Mountains
15. Hou van mij
16. You’re Gonna Like It
17. Twilight Zone
18. High Time He Went
19. Mag het licht uit
20. Pa (live)
Disc 3
01. Hiekikkowokan
02. The Eyes of Jenny
03. It’s the First Time
04. Windforce 11
05. Beware
06. Fire of Love
07. In the Middle of the Night
08. Nancy
09. J.O.S. Days
10. This Is Welfare
11. Over de muur
12. Precious Little Diamond
13. I Need a Love
14. Younger Days
15. Nergens goed voor
16. Japanese Lovesong
17. High Under the Moon
18. White Horses in the Snow
19. Candy
20. Je loopt je lul achterna (live)
Surprise, surprise! so you rub your eyes
Never knew uds, so cool as ice?
Hear the vibes man, they'll stupify
Ducks - categorise us as hardcriers
That's a lie, we know why we're occupiers
No blurs, but obscure styles, these are higher
Profiles are low - as soon as we go
As a breeze straight from a deeper shade of soul

Five souls play the headrole
Excite the middle between the two poles
The globe rotates from new to old
Uds take both to reach the souls
Narrowmind clydes, still holding a pose
What we pour 'n flow when we come close
To the contrary, they pinch their earlobes
They call it rogue-rock, but it's a deeper shade of soul

We blend everything, with the color of skin
Under the skin, we're in like flynn
Ducks stare at us, as soon as we begin
To innovate the frame of thought they're in
Again, music's got to do with only feeling
Not where you're from, it's 'can' they yield in
The stuff that we rock and what we're giving
A piece of the mind connects the rhythm