The Ska Vengers

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This is the first album of the band.
Enquires please e-mail info@urbanbeatproject.com or +91 9619516176

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released December 22, 2012

The Ska Vengers are:

Delhi Sultanate - vocals
Miss Samara C - vocals
Stefan Flexi K - organ, percussion, backing vocals
The Late Nikhil Vasudevan - drums, backing vocals
Raghav Diggy Dang - guitar
Tony Bass Guinard - bass guitar

with
Rie Ona - saxophone
Yohei Saito - trombone
Juan Carranza - trumpet

Album recorded between August 2010 and November 2011 at Fender Music Academy, New Delhi, India
Engineered and co produced by Chintan Kalra
Mixed and co produced by Miti Adhikari
Mastered by Donal Whelan
Produced by Stefan Kaye
Horn arrangements by Stefan Kaye
Songs arranged by The Ska Vengers
Artwork by Kunal Anand www.cabein.com

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

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Track Name: (Why Don't You) Do Right
(Why Don't You) Do Right

You had plenty money, 1922
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too

You're sittin' there and wonderin' what it's all about
You ain't got no money, they will turn you out
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too

If you had prepared twenty years ago
You wouldn't be a-wanderin' from door to door
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too

Indian man love white skin girl with foreign accent
So I used to go abroad buy women in Tashkent
And I had about ten apartment pan rent
And New Delhi clientele always ready to spend

But now it’s gone – New Delhi pimp’s life again
Badang badang badang badang

I supply celebrities and VIP
I supply land shark and I supply MPs
The white girls I supply have them in a frenzy
Pockets full of Gandhi faces never run empty


But now it’s gone – New Delhi pimp’s life again
Badang badang badang badang


I fell for your jivin' and I took you in
Now all you got to offer me's a drink of gin
Why don't you do right, like some other men do?
Oh, get out of here and get me some money too
Track Name: The Boy Who Radiates That Charm
The Boy That Radiates That Charm

I’ve got a boy I’m sure that he’s the one
He’s a pretty little thing and he really goes for me
He’s got those two big sparkling eyes, heaven must have kissed them
He’s the boy that radiates that charm

Up in the morning just to make some money
When I draw my pay I give it all to him
Just to see his eyes light up, ooh its crazy
With the boy that radiates that charm

Late in the evening we light a cigarette
Filling up my glasses listening to my hi-fi set
Turn them bright lights way down low, ooh its crazy!
He’s the boy that radiates that charm
He’s the boy that radiates that charm
He’s the boy that radiates that charm
Track Name: Vampire
Vampire

Vampire, di whole a dem a murderer
Di whole a dem a vampire
Parasite dem have we under pressure

Nuff man lined up for the executions
Them kill more man fi get promotion
On top of that nuff a dem in a extortion
Dem collect dem tax and oppress poor man

Dem take from autos and street vendor
But to the upper class they have a sweet temper
But to the lower class they have a hot temper
many people wind up dead in detention centre

In Kashmir man dead and nobody remember
North east man dead and nobody remember
Andhra man dead and nobody remember
they murder people and call it encounter

Vampire - the whole a them a vampire
The whole a them a murderer
Them have we under pressure

We see police hit the accelerator
They make nuff men go meet them maker
Guns and lathis that a body breaker
When it come to murder them a perpetrator
How come them never face no investigator
The whole a them a follow government order
Nuff youths get line up just fi get slaughter
They murder people and call it encounter

The whole a dem a vampire vampire
The whole a them a murderer murderer
The whole a them a vampire
Parasite them get out a order
Track Name: Gunshot
Gunshot

Shot a shot dem, we shot a shot dem
Shot a shot dem, we shot a shot dem
Shot a shot dem, we shot a shot dem

One, don’t rump with the foundation
How long government a send CRPF battalion
How long Meda Patkar raise peaceful slogan
Dem time deh nobody give a damn

And now di gun dem bust, rougher than rough
Suffer in silence, news never cover you much
‘Cus dem love violence and now it’s in a newsflash
And prime minister a say, insurgency must crush

Propaganda on your TV screen
On the exterior they look so nice and clean
In Emporio I see them pose and preen
Wake up, wake up, things are not what they seem

Somebody pass me the M16
Somebody pass me the laser beam
Somebody pass me the gasoline
We’re gonna wipe ‘em out clean

I’m waiting for some change
It’s late, it’s late

Indiscriminate loot and plunder
Nuff IED dem a connect to the syringe plunger
Step pan it, it click and it rip man asunder
Type a thing we clap louder than thunder

Raise that sound boy

I’m waiting for some change; It’s late, It’s late
Dream crush, blood lust,
Heat dust, deep thrust
Big guns, bills funds
Breach trust, Blood runs
Raise
Track Name: Rough and Mean
Rough ’n Mean

She want it rough, she want it mean
She want it rough, she want it mean
She don’t want it soft, she want it extreme
Plus, she never cook, she never clean

Chacka Demus and the Pliers have girl Maxine
The one Echo Minott talk about Arleen
Well Ska Vengers talk about Shaheen
So let me tell you bout the girl Shaheen
Her husband was a banker, she no like how him put it in
Everyday him gone a work about nine-fifteen
She call me pan the phone around nine-sixteen
She say Sultanate come over cuz the coast is clean
Jump in my beat up apple green Maruti esteem
Cruise through Delhi traffic it’s the same old scene
Now Shaheen lives in a housing scheme
So I watch for the neighbours and remain unseen

I’m a player, I’m rude, I need no excuse
I do what I choose, I’m tired of your ways
Knock down drunk stumbling down the hall,
Bumpin’ your head up against the wall

Chorus
Whiskey runnin’ down your chin,
I don’t even want to know where you been
I said back down, you better stay mute!

So I’m a player, I’m rude
I need no excuse, I do what I choose



I like it rough, I like it mean
I like ‘em tough, I like ‘em lean,
I like it rough I like it mean,
And I don’t cook and I don’t clean


First we pet her then we pamper
Then we drop it like an anchor
Have the lotion have the powder
She say she want it louder
Said she want the stuff
Bring out the hand-cuff
She say she want it mean, she want it rough

Always knock down drunk stumbling down the hall,
Bumpin’ your head against the wall

Whiskey runnin’ down your chin,
I don’t even want to know where you been,
I said back down, you better stay mute
I’m not the one rolling with Russian prostitutes

At least I don’t pursue the things you pursue
It’s the way that you act makes me break the rules
I say back down!
Track Name: I Put a Spell on You
I Put A Spell On You

I put a spell on you
Because you’re mine
Oh you better stop the things that you do
Oh you better watch out

I ain’t gonna take none of your fooling around
I ain’t gonna take none of your putting me down
I put a spell on you
Because you’re mine…you’re mine

You better stop the things that you do
Oh you better watch out

I ain’t gonna take none of your fooling around
I ain’t gonna take none of your putting me down
I put a spell on you
Because you’re mine…you’re mine
Track Name: Bam Intifada
Bam Intifada

Bam bam – Indian Army
Bam bam - in the city
Bam bam - and in the jungle
bam bam - RDX a bam bam
IED a bam bam
Shatter dem dream with bam bam
Bam bam bam bam

CRPF could rape your daughter
Some youths wear the balaclava
Ready to come and unleash the lava
Kashmir look like Gaza
It’s an intifada
Checkposts on the border
And encounter cops like D.G. Vanzara
Too many dem turn into martyrs
Things get our of order
We need real changes not just like Obama
Black Skin White Mask like the one Frantz Fannon
The one Frantz Fannon

One by one – you know say that we run the program
Two by two – you’re rolling with Ska Vengers crew
Three by three – we’re in a different category
Four by four – we bring it to yout chest hardcore
Five by five – when Ska Vengers get mad we bring it live
Six by six – we don’t mix with the dirty politics
Seven by seven – you should know that music is my weapon
Eight by eight – we don’t like them cuz their style sound fake

Intifada, Intifada
Save our souls
Intifada, Intifada

Bam bam shatter the city with bam bam
RDX a bam bam IED a bam bam
Naxalite a bam bam
Indian Army bam bam
Come with bam bam bam bam bam bam

I see sufferers on the corner
Hustlers on the corner
Strugglers on the corner
Watchman on the corner
Police on the corner
CCTV on the corner
Informers on the corner

Tell me since when them mad up in a this
All the feds them watchy watchy analyse we antics
And Ska Vengers boom blast have the man dem panic
Lyrics Sultanate a drop a have dem in a frantic

Intifada, Intifada
Save our souls
Intifada, Intifada


Biddy bye bye bye
Biddy bye bye bye
Biddy bye bye bye
Biddy bye bye bye

Buff man dem all a dead dem all a die like fly yow

Come boom bidy bidy bidy bye bye
Nuff man dem a dead dem a die like fly
Down in Chattisgarh dem nah get no bly
Down in north East dem nah get no bly
Nuff man dem dead dem die like fly

We na no in a no bargain, warn them again
Biddy bye bye bye
Biddy bye bye bye

Come nine milli milli milli millimetre
Nuff man get dead by the Street sweeper
Americans drop off the heat seeker
Israel drop off the heat seeker
India try buy up the heat seeker
Nuff man dead with the milli milli millimetre
Sweet reggae music coming through the speaker

Biddy bye bye bye
Buff man dem all a dead dem all a die like fly yow


So now you know bout bam bam
Military bam bam
Indian Army bam bam
Ska Vengers bam bam
Stage shows a bam bam
Musically bam bam
We shatter the city with bam bam
We blow them mind with bam bam

Ten by ten – we bust wad a dad eng deng
Nine by nine – you see say when Ska Vengers combine
Eight by eight – we don’t like them their style sound fake
Seven by seven - you should know that music is my weapon
Six by six – we don’t mix with them dutty politricks
Five by five – when Ska Vengers get mad we bring it live
Four by four – we bring it to your chest hardcore
Three by three – we’re in a different category
Two by two - you’re rolling with Ska Vengers crew
One by One
Track Name: Mr Big Stuff
Mr Big Stuff

Mr.Big stuff, tell me, who do you think you are?
Mr.Big stuff, you're never gonna get my love

Not because you wear
All those fancy clothes (oh yeah)
And have a big fine car
Oh yes you do now
Do you think I can't afford
To give you my love?
You think you're higher,
Than every star above

Mr.Big stuff, who do you think you are?
Mr.Big stuff, you're never gonna get my love

Now I know all the girls
I've seen you with
I know you broke their hearts
And ate them up bit by bit
You made them cry,
Many poor girls cry
When they trying to keep you happy,
They just trying to keep you satisfied

Mr. Big stuff, who do you think you are?
Mr. Big stuff, you're never gonna get my love

See them down in Kookie too much cocaine dem snort
I see dem down in Lap dance to the top of the charts
Well Ska Vengers ago bust dem apart
Well Ska Vengers ago bust dem apart

Who dem a think dem are – dem drive in big fat car?
Who dem a think dem are dem smoke big fat cigar?
Fassy hole we could just rob dem after dark
Well Ska Vengers a-go bust dem apart

Dem snort coke we make ganja spliff spark
Dem run the city we run the side walk
We keep it real the whole a dem just skylark
We keep it real the whole a dem a skylark


Mr.Bigstuff, who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you're never gonna get my love


Not because you wear
All those fancy clothes
And have a big fine car
Oh yes you do now
Do you think I can't afford
To give you my love
You think you're higher,
Than every star above

Mr.Bigstuff, tell me, who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you're never gonna get my love
Mr.Bigstuff, tell me, who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you're never gonna get my love
Track Name: My Conversations
My Conversation

Come biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang
In the Jungles Naxalite a fight for Revolution

Come biddy bidy bang bang bidy bidy bang bang bidy bidy bang
This is Delhi Sultanate New Delhi Junglist Nation

It a me culture, me weapon, music it a me shield
Protect me from dem propaganda and dem lies and news reel
Represent for all the youths – dem get a raw deal
Poor people out a road struggle to get a proper meal
8 % growth that they hype up – I wonder whether they are really real
big up my brethrin real will recognize real
8 % growth that they hype up – I wonder whether they are really real
big up my brethrin real will recognize real

All I need from you is some good conversation
Cos it gives me sweet inspiration
And to tell you why never felt this way before I know
There is some way to tell you

Love your brothers I say, love your sisters
Love your brothers I say, love your sisters

Come biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang
This is Delhi Sultanate New Delhi Junglist Nation

Come biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang
In the Jungles Naxalite a fight for Revolution

Raid the police armour
Look for the calibre for the bomber
Both sides murder informer
That nothing – man a just some reggae performers
Mic in me hand a cut sharp like katana
The pressure get hot a mek it hot like a sauna
We don’t like dem CCTV pan the corner
The government watch we again

All I need from you is some good conversation
Cos it gives me sweet inspiration
And to tell you why never felt this way before I know
There is some way to tell you

Love your brothers I say, love your sisters


Ring the alarm – alarm get ring up
Love when the big sound system get string up
From oversees dubplates get bring up
Massive get mad and all the fists dem fling up
Badman, dem a raise the gun thing up
Massive, dem try fi hold us down we have to win up
Youth man stay strong and keep your chin up
The government fool we again


Come biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang
This is Delhi Sultanate New Delhi Junglist Nation

Come biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang bang biddy biddy bang
In the Jungles Naxalite a fight for Revolution


Love your brothers I say, love your sisters
Track Name: Rudeboy Skank
Rudeboy Skank

Gyal , she dont want the bankerboy she want the criminal
She don’t want no I.I.T professional
Want the rudeboy, gyal she want the animal, she want the animal

Nah follow dem deh fashion, dem fashion we nah follow
Have me own image, dem deh image we nah borrow
Babylon a try come mek we inside hollow
Dem try come mek we inside hollow

So me say gyal, she don’t want the bankerboy
She want the criminal

So then I can love you
And all of me can attend each kiss
No low fraction, of my commonly self
Will be out shopping somewhere else

I love the type of girls who don’t get impressed by money spenders
Nuff men come pose and profile but dem a pretender
Devastate dem just like September type passengers
One thing rudeboy shoulda remember

Remember that gyal, she don’t want di bankerboy she want di criminal
She don’t want no IIT professional
Want the rudeboy gyal she want the animal

So then I can love you
And all of me can attend each kiss
No low fraction of my commonly self
Will be out shopping somewhere else

I didn’t mean to leave you, in front of the TV
Kissing the noose in the side of an alley
Giving up the ghost to a hole in the wall
Paying penance to the most golden of all
Holding a tube of toothpaste, smiling in a field
Gives credit to the way you hold me here
Feeling all happy, all toothless and loose
Bathing my hands and kissing the noose
Track Name: Ska Vengers Badda
Ska Vengers Badda

Live in the jungle, then we live down in the city
Bare inequity I see that a calamity
Things come to pass and the end wont be pretty
Wont show dem no mercy and no pity

See them in the city see them caught up in the paper chase
Too many youth get caught up she what a rat race
Ska Vengers get ready for the final days
Fridays to Fridays

Ska Vengers ruder than rude again
Ska Vengers badda than bad
Ska Vengers rougher than rough again
Ska Vengers rougher than rough
Ska Vengers badda than bad again
Ska Vengers rougher than rough
Ska Vengers musical war again
Ska Vengers badda than before


Welcome to Ska Vengers, news report, war report. Switch off your TV’s, turn off your radio. My people my people my people. Brothers and sisters. Students, teachers, professors and prostitutes, bankers, collaborators, wolf and sheep. Those who make the food and those who eat the food. All my rudeboy intellects, all my intellect rudegirls. All my pretty pretty nicey nicey girl whether you want to just wear nice clothes and look good and post profile picture, you do your thing. But all my people this is a warning; things cannot go on like this because they sell out life and things are not going right. So whether you want to dance to the government lies, or wake up tune in and switch off your TV and every idiot business they promote. People this is Ska Vengers.

The water in my sink run murky murky
Bad politician dem is out to hurt me
Never did like the matrix – try come quit cold turkey
The whole a dem a come play dirty

The water in my sink run murky murky
Bad companies dem is out to hurt me
Never did like the matrix – try come quit cold turkey
The whole a dem a come play dirty


Ska Vengers badda than bad again
Ska Vengers badda than bad again
Ska Vengers rougher than rough
Ska Vengers musical war again
Ska Vengers badda than before