King of the bongo



  1. Bring the Fire
  2. King of Bongo
  3. Don't want you no more
  4. Le Bruit du Frigo
  5. Letter to the censors
  6. El Jako
  7. It's my Heart
  8. Mad Man's Dead
  9. Out of Time Man
  10. Mme Oscar
  11. Welcome in Occident
  12. Furious Fiesta
  13. The Fool
  14. Paris la Nuit


Bring the Fire

You got no brains You got no soul Behind your eyes There's a big wall Your mind is cold Your Heart is bold Behind your eyes There's a big wall Now what am I gonna do? BRING THE FIRE & I'm climbing On the wall Just to get In touch With you Cause there's nothin' That I wouldn't do To get in touch with you It's been a long long night Till she stole the light I got a big desire I want the world set on fire Last time I saw the light Was just a little lovelight shine & it was burnin' down in your eyes So unsteady it drives me blind

King of Bongo

Moma was queen of the mambo Popa was king of the Congo & deap down in the jungle I started bangin'my first bongo Every monkey'd like to be in my place instead of me 'cause I'm the king of bongo The king of bongo bong. I want to the big town Where there's a lot of sound From the jungle to the city Lookin' for a bigger crown So I played my Bongo For the people of big city But they don't go crazy When I'm bangin' my boogie Cause people like disco & people like house That's why they don't applause When I'm bangin' on my bongo They say what I'm a clown Makin' too much dirty sound They say there is no crown For little monkey in this town Nobody like to be In my place instead of me Cause nobody go crazy When I'm bangin' on my boogie But I don't like no disco & I don't like the house 'cause I'm born to rock I'm born to pogo When I'm bangin' on my bongo All that swing belongs to me I'm so happy there's nobody In my place instead of me I'm a king whithout a crown Hangin' loose in the big town & I'm born to rock I'M BORN TO POGO

Don't want you no more

Babe I don't want you no more And I'm sick about all the game You're playin' behind that door To much lies To much guys Lonely nights Bleedin' fights Jealousy stay away from me Babe, babe! Get out, get out Of my life You're livin', livin' Out of my heart I say I I don't want you no more There's a man upstairs There's a man downstairs There's a man under the bed & one across the street All the friends you got They will give you a home

Le Bruit du Frigo

Quand ya plus rien Qu'elle est partie Qu'ya plus d'voisins Qu'ya même plus l'chien Quand ya plus d'bruits Pas plus qu'celui Qui rend marteau Le bruit du frigo Et j'prends un verre Pour l'oublier Et j'met ma tête Sous l'oreiller Pour éviter D'entendre pleurer Ce frigidaire Et puis voilà Qu'il s'met à Faire froid J'renverse ma bière Sur l'oreiller Et toi t'es même Plus là près d'moi A devenir folle Et à m'dire que j'pue L'ALCOOL J'entends plus rien Que l'bruit du frigo Et tout à coup Persécuté Par ce bruit sourd Et envoutant Je deviens fou, et je me jette PAR LA FENETRE QUAND Quand t'as plus rien Qu'elle est partie Y a plus un bruit.... même plus celui Qui rend mélo.... L'bruit du frigo

Letter to the censors

Daddy's a mother fucker & mummy turns tricks Your sister is a brother & your brother's suckin' DICKS I'm walkin' on the Railroad tracks Your sister had the blueballs Your daddy had the pox Your mummy had the singles All around her bloody cock I'm walking on the Railroad tracks. This is a letter To the censors Ooh Wapadoo wapadoo Wapadoo Hoohoo! Wapadoo Hoohoo! Your father is a panzy Your mother was no cherry Oh lord how could it be Such a beautiful baby? Your daddy's way to the top Such a pratical cop Your mummy was a stoolie One day she'll be shot You're walkin' on the RAILROAD TRACKS I'm walkin' on the Railroad tracks

El Jako

Chaval chaval La cosa va muy mal Te ha toquao la mala suerte Que te lleva Hacia la muerte Porque soy el pajaro jako Cuando quiero mato Jaibo y te mataré Avenue A: Here comes the day Avenue B: Here goes the junky Avenue C: There is no rescue Death Avenue is waiting for you Chaval chaval Tu ya eastas agarrao Te veo muy colgao Y hare de ti un disgraciado Pourque soy el pajaro jako Cuando quiero mato jaibo y te mataré Estas echo una ruina Esperate en la esquina Voy a por tu vitamina AGUANTA! Paga, y camina Avenue A: Here comes the day Avenue B: Here goes the junky Avenue C: It's an emergency O.D O.D in alphabet city Soy el pajaro Jako cuando quiero mato Matale al anciano Robale al hermano Vamos! Que yo te doy la mano Vamonos ya Jaïbo! A la cabeza

It's my Heart

Be careful; It' my heart It's not my watch you're holdin' It' my heart It's not ice That you can quickly burn It's not a "bocadillo" That you'll never return Remember; it's my heart It's up to you to take it & break it But just before you start... Remember it's my heart.

Mad Man's Dead

Gotta tell it to you mom Gotta tell it to you pa Gotta tell it to the teacher Gotta tell it to the preacher DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T UPSET ME Say it to the cops Say it to the company Everything is RED Buzzin in my head EVERYTHING IS RED DON'T BOTHER ME Here comes my 19th Nervous breakdown I'm goin' downtown To the merry go round I got on a black cat bone This B.C bone weights 16T I got on a big black gun This big black gun I'm gonna use it son I'm warnin' all the neighbours I'm warnin' Mr Landlord I'm warnin' all you suckers I'm hangin' loose & I'm Bored MAD MAN'S DEAD They said it, on the radio There've been some kind of rodeo People get out of under your bed Don't be afraid: MAD MAN'S DEAD

Out of Time Man

I'm walkin' out for love I'm walkin' bad really down Like a cool breeze I'm gonna be late again "Driver!" Wait for me please!" I'm runnin' all in vain Tryin' to catch This fuckin' train "Time don't fool me more" & I throw my watch to the floor (It's so lazy) "Time don't do it again" Now I'm stressed & strained With anger & pain In the subway train Now it's half past two Long gone the rendez-vous Now it's half past three Time made a fool out of me Now it's half past four No use in waiting no more Baby can't you see It'a timing tragedy I think it's nine When clock says ten This girl wouldn't wait For the out of time OUT OF TIME MAN

Madame Oscar

Madame Oscar est en retard Elle est tombée dans un traquenard Aujourd'hui c'est la grève des cars Et ces connards veulent rien savoir Madame Oscar est en pétard Il est déjà 7h-l'quart Trop tard pour son feuillton du soir Ca la met dans une colère noire Qui va ram'ner Mme Oscar? Il est trop tard Mme Oscar! Alors elle descend jusqu'au bar Voir si des fois l'père Zanzibar Peut la ramener dans sa Panhard Mais Zanzibar est au billard D'puis c'matin qu'il arrète pas d'boire Il veut pas croire à ces histoires De grève des cars D'feuillton du soir D'7h-l'quart & d'colère noire Mr Canut aurait bien pû La racompagner jusqu'à Répu Mais ses lunettes ont disparu Ses yeux peuvent pas conduire tous nus Mme Oscar n'a plus d'espoir & ya personne pour s'émouvoir Son gros pétard cherche à s'assoire Il ne trouve plus que le bord du trottoir V'nant du Boulevard un sale cafard Viens s'assoire près d'madame Oscar Soudain il sort son grand couteau & il lui plante dans le dos On lira d'main dans les journeaux Que sur l'boulvard au p'tit matin Une pauv' vieille est morte de chagrin & qu'on recherche encore l'assassin Et alors? Qui va ram'ner Mme Oscar? Il est trop tard Mme Oscar! T'as beau t'appeller Oscar Tramor Te v'la tout seul comme un rat mort

Welcome in Occident

C'mon you little eastern bird Welcome into the occident word Welcome into this world of dreams No more beans! Burger Kings! No more no more securitat! Maximum libertad! Libertad for mullaya! So HERE WE ARE! HERE WE ARE! C'mon you little eastern bird Welcome to the occident world Welcome into this word of kappiness Where you can talk & you can dress & you can sleep cause you can't guess. What they've done to Afrika & to south Amerika (you're the next Honduras they'll gonna take your ass) ...So C'mon you little eastern bird Welcome into the occident world So go for it, go for it Suck the occident dick Wham Bam Thank you mom Suck the sticky world dick Occident is comin' Occident is commin' Deep inside your dully nest. Givin' to you all the best!: Mac Donald, MTV Mister Bush & Mr T DONT ASK ME WHERE'S THE PARTY ? Cause there's no party for you & me In such a wonderful country, They gonna tell you:"Man you're free ...But you gotta work early" C'mon you little eastern bird Welcome into the occident world

Furious Fiesta

Hey hey esto pare Furious Go out Go out for the Furious Fiesta I gonna do the mess around Around this town cause I'm a trouble bound I just can't stand it's too much DO DO I just can't stand it's too much oh nonono It' time for the big show & I'm ready to blow the lights out & shout & shout shout shout I want more more more Everything is red & it's buzzin' in my head Am I gonna loose My brain again I wanna do it again More rock More reggea More punk More boogie More fun More booze

Paris la Nuit (ronde de nuit)

Au coeur de la ville endormie Reposent des millions d'gens soumis Personne d'autre pour hurler la nuit Que l'vieux clochard sous l'pont Marie Dans la rue ya plus qu'des matons Tous les apaches sont en prison Tout est si calme qu'ca sent l'pourri PARIS VA CREVER D'ENNUI !!! Allons enfants de la patrie Contre nous de la tyrannie Dont nous abreuvent les bouffons Du baron qui règnent à la mairie Paris se meurt aujourd'hui D'sêtre donnée à un bandit Un salaud qui lui a pris Ses nuits blanches Paris la nuit c'est fini Paris va crever d'ennui Paris se meurt rendez lui Arletty!

Ricardo Calderon
Email: calderon@halcon.laguna.ual.mx