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The Ska Vengers

by The Ska Vengers

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1.
(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
2.
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
3.
Vampire 03:16
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
4.
Gunshot 03:27
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
5.
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!
6.
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
7.
Bam Intifada 06:16
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
8.
Mr Big Stuff 03:09
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
9.
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
10.
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
11.
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

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This is the first album of the band.
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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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The Ska Vengers New Delhi, India

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

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