song "Feast of the Mau Mau" (Jalacy J. Hawkins)

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  • BMI work number: 408432
  • Songwriter/Composer: Jalacy J. Hawkins (BMI #13616808)
  • Publishers: Unichappell Music Inc. (BMI #55032802)

The Mau Mau were a militant nationalist movement that originated in 1947 among the Kikuyu people of Kenya. They advocated violent resistance to British domination; the movement was especially associated with the ritual oaths employed by leaders of the Kikuyu Central Association to promote unity in the independence struggle. One of the leader of the Mau Mau was Jomo Kenyatta (1893-1978), later president of Kenya.

The magical roots of the Kikuyu tradition were patent in the Mau Mau initiation ceremonies. In a hut hidden in the forest, the group members cut the throat of a goat whose blood was then mixed with that of the ones taking the oath. Blood was then spilt over banana leaves and handfuls of earth following a liturgy based on the number 7. The initiated were admitted to the group after taking their vows: "May I be struck down if I refuse to bring the head of a white that I've been asked for, may I be struck down if my mates decide to do something and I refuse to obey..."

Cover versions

1969 Screamin' Jay Hawkins
Production: Milan Melvin
Recording: 23-24 June 1969 North Hollywood, Club Amigo
1969 Screamin' Jay Hawkins LP WHAT THAT IS! Mercury
1988 Screamin' Jay Hawkins 2LP FEAST OF THE MAU
1990 Screamin' Jay Hawkins 2CD SPELLBOUND! 1955-1974 DE: Bear Family CD15530
1983 Screamin' Jay Hawkins

Lyrics

1969 Screamin' Jay Hawkins
 
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?
1983 Screamin' Jay Hawkins
 
 
 
HEHE HEHE
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
They dance and romance from the night to day
I tell you, it's a test for the best for who stays
Brush your teeth with a piece of a goose toenail
After death still a breath from a drunk in jail
Pull the skin off a friend with a razor blade
And tonight change tomorrow bring back yesterday
Shake your hip, bite your lip and shoot your mother-in-law
Well, 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
The feast of the Mau Maus has begun
At the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus
They make wine from the spine of a bulldog
They dance and romance from the night to day
It's a test for the best for who stays
How do they talk in Mau Mau language?
OOWOO! WEWEE DADA
And how do the man talk when they want to make love?
OOGHA BOOGHA and make me love you mad
A BEBE WOO WOO WOOH!
Ah, would you pass me some more of those ribs?
Gimme a piece of that cat's ankle
I wanna suck that bone dry
Yeah, the feast of the Mau Maus' evil, brother, EVIL!
Lay it down to the bone
Snip it fast, make it last
Around the feast of the Mau Maus
We take their tails and make dogs with wow wows
We beat up on your ass and have good good food
And zebra meat is all so good, too
A couple of snakes won't change your mind
The lizards may cause you to go blind
So eat some river alligators and get it
And have yourself a Mau Mau ball
Everyone and all
Feast of the Mau Mau
The good ol' Mau Mau