Screamin' Jay Hawkins
Screamin' Jay Hawkins - Feast Of The Mau Mau songtekst
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OUH OUHH WOAH! HOAHH WOAWOAH!! Cut the fat off the back of a baboon Boil it down to a pound in a spoon Scoop the eyes from a fly flying backwards Take the jaws and the paws off a 'coon Take your time, ain't life for good cookin' Cause the rest of this mess ain't good lookin' Take the fleas from the knees of a demon Tell your pals and gals and come screamin' To the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus They make wine from the spine of a bulldog It's a test for the best for who stays And the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus Brush your teeth with a piece of a goose toenail After death still a breath from a drunk in jail Pull the skin off your friend with a razor blade And tonight change tomorrow bring back yesterday Shake your hip, bite your lip, shoot your mother-in-law Put on your gorilla suit, drink some elbow soup and have a ball Get it straight, don't be late, it's time for mad fun Feast of the Mau Maus has begun - HAW! At the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs It's a test for the best for who stays And a feast with the beast of the Mau Mau And a feast with the beast of the Mau Mau How they talk, man? They go like this WADEE? HUMDEE MWLADEE And how do the women talk? OU UH! DEWAH! OU UH CACKLE What you want when you wanta tell 'em You want some more to eat, man? Well how 'bout gimme some more of that meat there And pass me some of the inside of that thigh In between the toes, yeah, sock it to me there, ooh Sure tastes good, man Gimme some more of that inside soul, yeah That, what you mean you ain't got no more soul? You won't eat that, WAH Feast of the Mau Mau They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs They stick their thumb in their eyeballs And make [...] olives Yeah, that's what's happenin' Reach into his chest and pull out his ribs, man Let me bite on that cat's bone Sock it to me one time Evil, fellow EVIIIL! Inside [...], please Can I have a fried ear?