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released July 1, 2016

All songs recorded between April 2013 – May 2016 in New Delhi, India at Katharas Studio (Saraswati Music College) & BFR head quarters.

Producer - Stefan Kaye and Paul Schneiter
Sound engineer - Paul Schneiter
Additional sound engineering - Chaz Bhalla

Mixing engineers:
Mathias Durand: Kick Up a Rumpus, Cumbanchero/Red Fort Rock, Shut Your Mouth, Jail Mein, Afro Fantasy
Miti Adhikari: Frank Brazil, Double X
Paul Schneiter: 001, Badda Kirwani

Mastering - Geoff Pesche at Abbey Road Studios, London (represented in India by Bohemia Junction)
Additional analog processing at Studio Pilule & Pigeon, Paris by Paul Schneiter and Mathias Durand

Art direction & design:
Kunal Anand @ Cabein.com
Initial booklet layout - Nikunj Patel
Final booklet design: Aarti Shinde

Photography by:
Zacharie Rabehi
Ishaan Suri

Management: Laiq Qureshi (Urban Beat Project)
Booking & Enquires: laiq@urbanbeatproject.com

Enquiries from/for outside India:
info@urbanbeatproject.com and
info@stiffkittensinc.com

www.facebook.com/skavengers
www.youtube.com/stiffkittensinc
www.theskavengers.com

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The Ska Vengers New Delhi, India

Live eight-piece dance/ska band kicking up a rumpus in India.

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Track Name: Kick Up A Rumpus
This is Ska Vengers
Don’t come against us
Kick up the rumpus

The belly of the beast it is my home
King of the jungle I sit on my throne
Represent for the black and the brown
The thin and the slim and the fat and the round

You could never understand my psyche
Don’t like Reebok I don’t like Nike
We don’t walk on the moon with whitey
Only walk with the almighty

They keep on troubling me
Should I be down with PWG?
Azad and Kishenji?
We struggle we struggle you see?
Framed like Soni Sori
They do this frequently
They trap you legally or kill you in custody

This is Ska Vengers
Don’t come against us
Kick up the rumpus

Touch no chemicals I keep it home grown
Drink the concoction - Ginger compound
Don’t work in a Special Economical Zone
Fling stones against American predator drones
We roam, Like the guns of Navarone
Who made the whole world disaster prone
Strike like lightning earthquake and cyclone
My sound will mash up flesh
Break up bone

This is Ska Vengers
Don’t come against us
Kick up the rumpus
Track Name: El Cumbanchero / Red Fort Rock
Cumbanchero, bongocero
Cumbanchero, bongocero
Cumbanchero, bongocero
Cumbanchero, bongocero

Cumbanchero, bongocero
Cumbanchero, bongocero
Cumbanchero, bongocero
Track Name: Frank Brazil
India, travel to Africa
Africa, travel to America
America link the Gaddar Party
Try and do things far away form home

One day, travel down to Germany
Italy, France and onto Switzerland
1934 I reach England
And get ready for assassination

Judge won’t you hear my plea?
Before you open up the court
I don’t care If I spend 99 years in jail
Or you send me to the electric chair


Travel the planet and endure some hardship
Walk the path to meifumado ready to endure hardship
Pan patrol stroll intro my target
One question before we get started
You know what a one way ticket to the morgue is?

Body bags stacked up in cold storage
Crush my culture and said it was garbage
Rule by the cruel rule of the free market
Ask some cracker grandpa what a cat o’ nine tail scar is

Judge won’t you hear my plea?
Before you open up the court
I don’t care If I spend 99 years in jail
Or you send me to the electric chair

Now we combust
Bredrin stay focused and conscious
Company rule is so unjust
Feel the tension of my ancestors in my muscle fibre and now I'm ready to crush

Shot him with my 6 chamber
Zetland by his side
Stood there looking at him
While he wallowed down and died
Now I'm on my journey to a Brixton prison cell
Tell the judge and jury that I did my time well

Judge, judge, Lordy judge
Send me to the electric chair

Burn burn
Track Name: Double X
This is dedicated to all the freedom fighter
All the fallen soldiers – rest in peace
All Maroon
People Army
Bhagat Singh Shaheed – rest in peace
Chandra Shekhar Azad and Kishenji

It’s just a terrible terrible thing
We can’t begin imagining
Unno better move slow
Guns on their hips and get ready to blow
But oh no!
It’s just a terrible terrible thing
We can’t begin imagining
Unno better move slow
Guns on their hips and get ready to blow

The whole of them try to bury us in violence
It’s like them gwaan mad and have the license
To leave us in a silence
My people please draw together, you know we need some guidance

Chains upon my ankle
So I only walk slow
Police they come to trample
Anger started to grow
I said back away
Devil go go go
Try to make examples
Gotta let my people know
I said oh oh
Azad killing was a murder
I said oh oh
Kishenji killing was a murder

They take me away in the middle of the night
Eyes blind folded, No rescue in sight
Want to run run away or put up a fight
I know I wont survive to see the morning light

Azad Killing was a murder
Kishenji killing was a murder
Big up all of the elder
Like Bhagat Singh the martyr

Politicians tell lies to get elected
Next thing she turned the guns on them
Double crossed cuz she had a double intention
Trust us? Trust nothing from them
When you see say them have an ulterior motive
So you know we don’t trust parliament
It’s plain to see that it’s a business for them
So you know we bon di fire pan them

In twenty-twelve the defence budget raise by one point seven four lak crore
That don’t spell peace, that spells war
That don’t spell peace, that spell war
What do they get all these German guns them for?
What they get all the American guns them for
What do they get Israeli guns them for?
That don’t spell peace that spell war

I’m standing, I won’t run away
They’re dividing, I won’t run away
I’m fighting only way that I know
I’m standing, I won’t run away
Track Name: Shut Your Mouth
Shut your mouth, stop talkin’ to me
Shut your mouth, stop talkin to me
Don’t ask why you ain’t gotta please
Sometimes, silence can be satisfactory

Mama don't want to know
Why you ain’t big like your Daddy so
I don't care where you come from though
You little boys with your big egos

Shut your mouth, stop talkin’ to me
Shut your mouth, stop talkin’ to me
Two cents fine, don’t mean I want three
Shut your mouth, boy you liar-liability

I don’t care for what you’re imposing
What kind of business you’re poking your nose in
Mama don't want to know
Mama don't want to know
Why you ain’t big like your Daddy so
I don’t care where you come from though
If you profile and pose
I stab your brain with your nose bone
Feed you to the crows
Track Name: 011
They have RAW they have IB
They watch us from CCTV
But you know we have our own intelligence
You know we have our own intelligence
They have RAW, CIA and Scotland Yard
FBI and the one Mosad
We larger than we broader than we larger than broad
And if a sound try test we go bust that apart


The phone ring “Say who is it” ?
Delhi Sultanate come ready fi a visit
011 is a New Delhi digit
So the feds them tap my phone
Them all a puzzle and a quiz it
I will go into the jungle
If they push me to the limit
Run with comrades
You know we never timid
Fish ina sea when I dress up in a civic
And I get intelligence every hour every minute
You done know

You see we are the menace
Test my culture and it never replenish
Beginning of the end, start of the finish
Test my sound you get demolish and diminish

They have RAW they have IB
They watch us from CCTV
But you know we have our own intelligence
You know we have our own intelligence
They have RAW.hgbj CIA and Scotland Yard
FBI and the one Mosad
We larger than we broader then we larger than broad
Informer we go bust that apart

Boom wah this Boom wah that?
Test my culture leave nothing intact
Plus their culture has a negative impact
So I say hands up and everything drop
Some youths take pop guns and file the pin back
I dip my pen deep down into the ink pot
I link my bedrin and him a link back
I link my sistrin and she a link back

Say their media is not my intelligence
Newspaper is not my intelligence
Ambani controls the news intelligence
Don’t trust them a no mi intelligence

Intelligent friends are my intelligence
Real people that is my intelligence

Say sound system – that is my intelligence
Stone Love – that is my intelligence
Killamanjaro – that is my intelligence
Kingston 12 – intelligence
Gaddar – that is my intelligence
Kabir Kala Manch - that is my intelligence
Intelligent friends – that is my intelligence
Track Name: Jail Mein
Jail Mein
Jail Mein
Tihar Jail Mein
Central Jail Mein

Makhi gira garam tel mein
Tihar Jail Mein
Central Jail Mein

Rehena parega Tihar Jail mein
Central Jail mein
Jail Mein

This place is full of half time crooks
Nuff little boys with a wicked man look
Nuff innocent man weh mistook
And nuff half time crooks who really feel shook

Then you have some politician and hardened criminal
Separate ward for political prisoners
Life is sour like vinegar
The judge will come sign my fate
Seal it off with the signature

Then they locked us down ina the Andamans
And ina Kala Pani
Devil’s island
What do they want from me?
Nuff innocent man caught up ina jail
But you know we must prevail
But you know we must prevail

Media blackout ina government crack down
Who pass the order
Right from the top down

FTII lock down
Hyderabad lock down
JNU lock down
Knowledge is lock down

On the run from goons and cops now
RSS want to draw some blood now
Run the streets avenues and blocks now
Violence must stop
The violence must stop now
Track Name: Afro Fantasy
I’m tied to you
Stop tugging on my cord
I’m dying to
Find my release

My time is here now
To move on, on my journey
But my feet
They don’t feel free
Stop your tugging on my chord

I’m tied to you
But you turned me loose
Oh I seem to have forgotten
And I look to you to show me
Show me the way

We don’t nurse
Pet and pamper
Corporations backed by war tanker
Like Anil Agarwal and Vedanta
Answer? Wipe out vampires and monster
Cowboys police like bonanza
Now they call me Maoist like Mamata
Microphone is not a ratatatatatan tanta
But Chidambaram is the real war monger
Tamper truth and sponsor cancer
Hype up - the whole of them need a damper
Kill us like they killed the tigers down in Sri Lanka
Man a blood claat Indian Black Panther
Green Gold Red like Santa
Man a warrior from the days of my grandpa

Pramoediya Ananta a Indonesia
Indian Black Kings down in a Janjira
Hanibal raise Rome and conquer Caesar
Columbus bring us into the darkest era
I don’t like the type again
Melanin ina mi blood them try fight again
I love it when the dance get hype again
Nostalgic for them kinds of vibes again
With the big bassline and a mic again
Mr bassie come play a bassline again


Im tied to you
But you turned me lose
Oh I seem to have forgotten
And I look to you to show me
Show me the way