Freak​-​Bop Stew

by Mad King Ludwig & the Mojo Co.

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‘Freak-Bop Stew’ is our debut release, and one we feel offers a taster, a palate cleanser of an offering to your senses, as we welcome you into our world of ‘Freak-Bop’. It features four tracks of diverse origin and composition, melded together with artefacts and curios, all under the guiding influence of our mad musical mantra: “Throw things together to see what they do.”

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released January 13, 2017

All tracks written and composed by Mad King Ludwig & the Mojo Co.
Produced and orchestrated by Jake Wilmott, jw-music.co.uk

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Mad King Ludwig & the Mojo Co. Southampton, UK

An inventive 6-piece from Southampton. Sounds like James Brown & the Famous Flames in a hurricaine; feels like a velvet sofa hurtlin' through a jazz club.

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Track Name: Accoutremania
I've got George Washington's front tooth
Keep it with Gandhi's glasses in an old phone booth
Accoutremania's what I got
I stole it off a man in a parking lot
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
I collect old coats and unfulfilled dreams
I'm the janitor you see that never cleans
I eat books and pens and radios too
Throw things together to see what they do
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
Well, accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
I'm a savage thing in a man thing's suit
Wavin' my feathers, slammin' a hoot
Creep, creep in a blind man's sleep
No-one holds an eye when it lies upon a freak
Accoutremanana
Accoutremana, Accoutremana
Accoutremana-na-na-na
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
Accoutremanana
Track Name: (I Ain't Goin' To The) Courthouse
Well if you go down the road
Don't matter whether it's night or day
You'll see a bunch of people
Waiting to take me away
But I ain't goin' to the courthouse, babe
Ain't goin' to hear my case
I ain't goin to the courthouse, babe
Shuffle from this earthly place
Well I told 'em what's mine is mine
And what's yours is yours
But I caught you a-peepin' and a-feelin'
Around with your dirty claws
But I ain't goin' to the courthouse, babe
Ain't goin to hear my case
I ain't goin' to the courthouse, babe
Shuffle from this earthly place
Well I hope you can come with me babe
To that place up there
Come with me babe
Just so long as I can afford my fare
But I ain't goin' to the courthouse, babe
Ain't goin' to hear my case
I ain't goin' to the courthouse, babe
Shuffle from this earthly place
From the east to the west
There's no dividing line
And this old king knows best
That the monarchy has had its time
But I ain't goin' to the courthouse, babe
Ain't goin' to hear my case
I ain't goin' to the courthouse, babe
Shuffle from this earthly place
Oh one more time
No, I ain't goin'
Ain't goin to the courthouse, ain't goin' to the courthouse
Track Name: Take Your Partner By The Foot
I ain't no king, I suppose
I don't sport no diamond ring
Though I may wear fancy clothes
My palace is on the top floor
Come knock on the door
And take your partner by the foot
Don't worry 'bout no dirty looks
Keep on havin' good times all 'round
I'd sooner bow down to B.B. King
I don't treat people low down
I'd rather just sit and grin
There's no malice in this heart of mine
Oh people please be kind
And take your partner by the foot
Don't worry, M'am, I ain't no crook
Keep on havin' good times all 'round

Out upon a blue dancefloor
We are bound by feet strong and fleet
Bewitched by the kitsch of the evening's sparkling dress
The night is at our behest
We are porcelain titans of fun
Each behind their back binds each hand
To the whistle and the crack of the band
Primitive intelligence firebrand
Of the freak-bop beat that will not stand
Still
And one and all we will
Take our partner by the foot

Saddle me up a bus, and I'll ride into town
Find me a guy named gus
And a woman with a flowing gown
We'll go down to the docks
Take off our shoes and socks
Oh don't put me in the stocks
Take your partner by the foot
Throw away that etiquette book
Keep on havin' good times all 'round
Keep on havin good times all 'round, 'round, 'round
Keep on havin' good times
Oh, one more time
Keep on havin' good times
Track Name: Cannibale
See them walking, from tribe to tribe
We watch them as the sand watch the tide
They have no spears, just pens in their hands
They have their questions, they have their demands
Cannibale, cannibale
It's a cannibale, cannibale
Climbing the trees, crossing their Ts
They come like fleas to a dog that's diseased
They wear their cloth, and it turns red
We are wroth to see them dead
Cannibale, cannibale
It's a cannibale, cannibale
Can't think of a time without
Cannibale plague, a land in drought
But they still drink, and they still feed
And their hearts run pink, still they bleed
Cannibale, cannibale
It's a cannibale