Pinwheel of Death

Oscar Brown Jr.


SONGS

Writers Oscar Brown Jr., Mongo Santamaria

Genres Standard, Soul, Pop Jazz

Recorded 1960

Lyrics DREAM OF A LAND
MY SOUL IS FROM,
I HEAR A HAND
STROKE ON A DRUM,
SHADES OF DELIGHT
COCOA HUE,
RICH AS A NIGHT,
AFRO BLUE.
ELEGANT BOY,
BEAUTIFUL GIRL,
DANCING FOR JOY,
DELICATE WHIRL,
SHADES OF DELIGHT,
COCOA HUE,
RICH AS A NIGHT,
AFRO BLUE.

TWO YOUNG LOVERS
ARE FACE TO FACE,
WITH UNDULATING GRACE,
THEY GENTLY SWAY,
THEN SLIP AWAY
TO SOME SECLUDED PLACE.

SHADES OF DELIGHT,
COCOA HUE,
RICH AS A NIGHT,
AFRO BLUE.

WHISPERING TREES
ECHO THEIR SIGHS,
PASSIONATE PLEAS,
TENDER REPLIES,
SHADES OF DELIGHT
COCOA HUE,
RICH AS A NIGHT,
AFRO BLUE.
LOVERS ON FLIGHT,
UPWARD THEY GLIDE,
BURST AT THE HEIGHT,
SLOWLY SUBSIDE,
SHADES OF DELIGHT,
COCOA HUE,
RICH AS A NIGHT,
AFRO BLUE.

AND MY SLUMBERING FANTASY
ASSUMES REALITY
UNTIL IT SEEMS
IT'S NOT A DREAM,
THE TWO
ARE YOU AND ME.

SHADES OF DELIGHT,
COCOA HUE,
RICH AS A NIGHT,
AFRO BLUE.

SHADES OF DELIGHT,
COCOA HUE,
RICH AS A NIGHT,
AFRO BLUE.
SHADES OF DELIGHT,
COCOA HUE,
RICH AS A NIGHT,
AFRO BLUE.
Writers Oscar Brown Jr.

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Soul

Recorded 1959

Lyrics verse:
spoken:
I'VE ALWAYS LIVED
BY THIS GOLDEN RULE,
WHATEVER HAPPENS,
DON'T BLOW YOUR COOL
YOU GOTTA HAVE
NERVES OF STEEL
AND NEVER SHOW FOLKS
WHAT YOU HONESTLY FEEL.
I'VE LIVED MY WHOLE LIFE
THIS WAY,
FOR EXAMPLE,
TAKE YESTERDAY...

Choruses:
sung:
I BREEZED HOME HAPPY,
BRINGIN' HER MY PAY,
HER NOTE READ,
SO LONG, SAPPY,
I HAVE RUN AWAY.
I THREW MYSELF DOWN
ACROSS OUR EMPTY BED
AND THIS IS WHAT I SAID:
---cryingwailing sounds---
spoken:
BUT I WAS COOL!

sung:
SO I ONE-FOR-THE-ROAD-IT
AT AN ALL NIGHT BAR,
WOUND UP SO LOADED
I TORE UP MY CAR.
THE JUDGE
THREW THE BOOK AT ME
AND WHEN I READ
HIS SENTENCE THERE
I SAID:
---cryingwailing sounds---
spoken:
BUT I WAS COOL!

sung:
SO I SAID,
SHE'S THE ONLY ONE
I HAVE TO THANK.
AND FOUND HER
AND PULLED MY GUN
AND FIRED POINT BLANK.
THE SHOT WHISTLED
RIGHT STRAIGHT PAST
THAT WOMAN'S HEAD
AND KILLED
MY HOUND DOG DEAD.
---cryingwailing sounds---
spoken:
BUT I WAS COOL!

sung:
AS THEY CARRIED ME AWAY
I WAS OVERHEARD TO SAY,
BE COOL,
PLAY IT COOL,
STAY COOL.
KEEP COOL.
COOL!
Writers Oscar Brown Jr.

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Folk, Americana, Food

Recorded 1965

Lyrics spoken:
IF I'M NOT MISTAKEN
I ONCE READ,
DURIN' THAT SHORT SPELL
I SPENT IN SCHOOL,
WHERE EVERY SLAVE SET FREE
WAS SUPPOSED TO GET,
FOR SLAVING,
FORTY ACRES AND A MULE.

NOW AIN'T NO TELLING
HOW MUCH WORK WAS DONE
BY MY ANCESTORS
UNDER SLAVER'S RULE,
BUT SURE AS HELL
THE TOTAL'S GOT TO RUN
AT LEAST,
TO FORTY ACRES AND A MULE.

NOW I'M NOT SAYING THIS
TO SEE FOLKS SWEAT,
BECAUSE I'M NOT BITTER,
NEITHER AM I CRUEL,
BUT AIN'T NOBODY PAID
FOR SLAVERY YET
ABOUT MY FORTY ACRES
AND A MULE...

WE HAD A PROMISE
THAT WAS TAKEN BACK,
AND WHEN WE HOLLERED
IT WAS, HUSH, BE COOL!
WELL ME,
I'M BEIN' ROWDY,
HOT AN' BLACK:
I WANT MY FORTY ACRES
AND MY MULE!

DON'T TELL ME
NOT TO GET MYSELF UPSET,
DON'T LOOK AT ME
LIKE I'M SOME KIND OF GHOUL,
JUST ANSWER QUIETLY,
WHEN DO I GET
MY GODDAMN FORTY ACRES
AND MY MULE?

NO THANKS,
I'LL TAKE MY OWN SELF
OUT TO LUNCH.
NO THANKS,
I'LL DIG ME
MY OWN SWIMMING POOL,
AND LAY
AN' PLAY AROUND
WITH MY OWN BUNCH,
IF I GIT FORTY ACRES AND A MULE.

BECAUSE INTEREST GOTTA GO ON
JUST LIKE RENT,
I MAY BE CRAZY,
BUT I AIN'T NO FOOL.
ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF DEBT
AT TEN PERCENT,
PER YEAR,
PER FORTY ACRES,
AN' PER MULE.

NOW ADD THAT UP
AN' OOOOEEEE LOOK-A THERE!
NO WONDER Y'ALL
CALLED GREAT GRANDMA A JEWEL.
JUST PAY ME THAT
AND CALL THE WHOLE THING
SQUARE,
YES LORDY,
FORTY ACRES AND A MULE!
Writers Oscar Brown Jr.

Genres Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Food

Recorded 1961

Lyrics male vocal:
HAZEL'S HIPS ARE A CONCERT
OF CONTOURS AND CURVES,
AS SHE SLIPS TO AND FRO
'ROUND THE TABLES
SHE SERVES
I BUY SIX MEALS
A DAY
IN MY FAVORITE CAFE,
'CAUSE I SEE HAZEL
THAT WAY.
HAZEL'S EYES ARE DIVINE
AND HER HAIR IS SO FINE,
YEAH!
BUT HER HIPS
BRING THE TIPS!

HAZEL DIPS ME MY SOUP,
SERVES ME MY CUP OF TEA,
MY HEART FLIPS
WHEN I SEE
HAZEL SMILIN' AT ME
SO I SAY,
HONEYBUNCH,
CAN'T I HAVE YOU
FOR LUNCH?
BUT HAZEL JUST GIVES ME
A HUNCH.
HAZEL'S LEGS
ARE A TOAST
AND HER WAIST
IS THE MOST,
BUT HER HIPS
BRING THE TIPS!

HAZEL'S HIPS
HAVE A RHYTHM
SO GENTLY CONTROLLED,
THAT HER TRIPS
TO THE KITCHEN
ARE A JOY TO BEHOLD
LOVE TO JUST SIT
AND GAZE
AT THE WAY
HAZEL SWAYS,
WHEN SHE'S CARRYIN' TRAYS.
HAZEL'S EYES ARE DIVINE
AND HER HAIR IS SO FINE,
BUT HER HIPS,
YEAH,
HER HIPS!

female vocal:
DON'T YOU HAND ME
NO LINE
'BOUT YOU THINK
I'M SO FINE,
HERE'S A TIP,
HAZEL'S HIP!
Writers Oscar Brown Jr.

Genres Rhythm & Blues, Soul

Recorded 1960

Lyrics PERMIT ME
TO INTRODUCE MYSELF,
THE NAME
IS MISTER KICKS.
I DWELL
IN A DARK DOMINION
WAY DOWN
BY THE RIVER STYX.
THE DEVIL
SENT ME HERE
BECAUSE I'M FULL
OF WICKED TRICKS,
AND I'M SUCH
A POPULAR FELLOW
AMONG ALL YOU LUNATICS.
I TEACH A COURSE
IN RUINATION
FROM THE DEVIL'S TEXT
TO FOLKS
WHO CAN'T WITHSTAND
TEMPTATION
STEP RIGHT UP
YOU'RE NEXT.
I HAIL
FROM A HOT OLD
HELL HOLE
DOWN ALONG THE RIVER STYX.
ALLOW ME
TO INTRODUCE MYSELF,
THE NAME
IS MISTER KICKS.

WHEN AN OLD WOLF
STARTS TO PROWLIN'
OUT AMONG THE YOUNG LAMBS
HOWLIN',
DON'T YOU KNOW
HE'S LOOKIN' FOR KICKS?
WHEN A YOUNG CAT
FULL OF SLY TRICKS
SPENDS HIS EVENINGS
CHASIN' FLY CHICKS,
TEN TO ONE
HE'S LOOKIN' FOR KICKS.

KICKS
IS ALWAYS
IN DEMAND
'CAUSE KICKS
IS FULL OF FUN
AND LAUGHTER,
LOTS OF FOLKS
GET OUT OF HAND
BECAUSE IT'S ONLY KICKS
THEY'RE AFTER.

SHADY LADY
AND HER LOVER
OPERATIN'
UNDER COVER,
SHE KNOWS SIN
AND VIRTUE DONT MIX.
MAMA RAISED HER PRIM
AND PROPER,
NOW WILD HORSES
COULDN'T STOP HER
WHEN SHE'S ON
A MANHUNT FOR KICKS.

JUST KICKS,
LOOKIN' FOR KICKS.
FOR KICKS,
NOTHIN' BUT KICKS.

I'M SATAN'S SINFUL SERVANT
SENT TO GET YOU
IN A FIX,
SO LOOK ME UP
MOST ANY TIME,
THE NAME IS MISTER,
NAME IS MISTER,
NAME IS MISTER KICKS!
Writers Oscar Brown Jr.

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Soul

Recorded 1961

Lyrics THE OLDER I GROW
WITH EVERY TICK
OF THE CLOCK
WHILE I WAIT
FOR MISTER OPPORTUNITY
TO KNOCK...
OPPORTUNITY,
JUST KNOCK,
OPPORTUNITY, PLEASE KNOCK.
YOU DON'T HAVE TO COME
BEATIN' ON NO DRUM,
YOU DON'T HAVE TO BAM
LIKE A BATTERING RAM,
DON'T BEAT DOWN MY DOOR
BECAUSE I COULDN'T
STAND THE SHOCK,
OPPORTUNITY, JUST KNOCK,
OPPORTUNITY, PLEASE KNOCK.

DON'T COME
WITH A CRASH
OR A LIGHTNING FLASH,
DON'T LAND
IN MY ROOM
WITH A THUNDEROUS BOOM,
DON'T FLY
THROUGH MY WINDOW
LIKE A HOUSE BRICK
OR A ROCK,
OPPORTUNITY, JUST KNOCK,
OPPORTUNITY, PLEASE KNOCK.

KNOCK AND THEN ENTER,
YOU'RE MORE
THAN WELCOME HERE.
SHOW ME SOME CHANCE
THAT'S JUST HALFWAY FAIR
AND BROTHER,
WATCH ME TAKE IT FROM THERE!
OPPORTUNITY, PLEASE,
OPPORTUNITY, PLEASE KNOCK.

THERE'S A SHIP OUT AT SEA
COMIN' IN FOR ME,
I'M ALL SET TO GO KNOCK
AND LET ME KNOW
THEN GET ON YOUR MARK
AND I WILL RACE YOU
TO THE DOCK.
OPPORTUNITY, JUST KNOCK,
OPPORTUNITY, PLEASE KNOCK,
OPPORTUNITY, PLEASE...
Alt. Title Signifying Monkey

Writers Oscar Brown Jr.

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Folk, Children-Novelty

Recorded 1962

Lyrics verse 1:
SAID THE SIGNIFYIN' MONKEY
TO THE LION ONE DAY,
HEY,
THERE'S A GREAT BIG ELEPHANT
DOWN THE WAY,
GOIN' 'ROUND, TALKIN',
I'M SORRY TO SAY,
ABOUT YOUR MAMA
IN A SCANDALOUS WAY.
YES, HE'S TALKIN'
'BOUT YOUR MAMA
AND YOUR GRAN'MA TOO,
AN' HE DON'T SHOW
TOO MUCH RESPECT
FOR YOU.
YOU WEREN'T HERE
AN' I SURE AM GLAD,
'CAUSE WHAT HE SAID
ABOUT YOUR MAMA
MADE ME MAD!

Chorus:
SIGNIFYIN' MONKEY,
STAY UP IN YOUR TREE
YOU ARE ALWAYS LYIN'
AND SIGNIFYIN'
BUT YOU BETTER NOT
MONKEY WITH ME.

verse 2:
THE LION SAID,
YEAH - WELL I'LL FIX HIM!
TEAR THAT ELEPHANT
LIMB FROM LIMB.
THEN HE SHOOK THE JUNGLE
WITH A MIGHTY ROAR,
TOOK OFF LIKE A SHOT
FROM A FORTY-FOUR.
HE FOUND THE ELEPHANT
WHERE THE TALL GRASS GROWS
AND SAID,
I COME TO PUNCH YOU
IN YOUR LONG NOSE!
THE ELEPHANT LOOKED
AT THE LION IN SURPRISE
AND SAID, BOY,
YOU BETTER GO
PICK ON
SOMEBODY YOUR SIZE.

verse 3:
BUT THE LION
WOULDN'T LISTEN,
HE MADE A PASS,
THE ELEPHANT SLAPPED HIM
DOWN IN THE GRASS.
THE LION ROARED
AND SPRANG FROM THE GROUND
AND THAT'S WHEN THE ELEPHANT
REALLY WENT TO TOWN.
I MEAN HE WHIPPED THAT LION
FOR THE REST OF THE DAY
AND I STILL DON'T SEE HOW
THAT LION GOT AWAY.
BUT HE DRAGGED ON OFF,
MORE DEAD THAN ALIVE
AND THAT'S WHEN
THAT MONKEY STARTED
HIS SIGNIFYIN' JIVE.

Chorus:
SIGNIFYIN' MONKEY,
STAY UP IN YOUR TREE
YOU ARE ALWAYS LYIN'
AND SIGNIFYIN'
BUT YOU BETTER NOT
MONKEY WITH ME.

verse 4:
THE MONKEY LOOKED DOWN
AND SAID,
OOOOOEEE!
WHAT IS THIS BEAT-UP MESS
I SEE?
IS THAT YOU, LION?
HA, HA, DO TELL,
MAN, HE WHIPPED YOUR HEAD
TO A FARE-THEE-WELL,
GIVE YOU A BEATIN'
THAT WAS ROUGH ENOUGH
AND YOU SUPPOSED TO BE
'KING OF THE JUNGLE'
- AIN'T THAT SOME STUFF.
YOU BIG OVERGROWN PUSSYCAT,
DON'T YOU ROAR,
OR I'LL HOP DOWN THERE
AND WHIP YOU SOME MORE!

verse 5:
THE MONKEY GOT TO LAUGHIN'
AND JUMPIN' UP AND DOWN,
BUT HIS FOOT MISSED THE LIMB
AND HE PLUNGED TO THE GROUND.
THE LION WAS ON HIM
WITH ALL FOUR FEET,
GONNA GRIND THAT MONKEY
TO HAMBURGER MEAT.
THE MONKEY LOOKED UP
WITH TEARS IN HIS EYES,
AND SAID,
PLEASE, MISTER LION,
I APOLOGIZE!
I MEANT NO HARM,
PLEASE LEMME GO
AND I'LL TELL YOU SOMETHIN'
YOU REALLY NEED TO KNOW.

Chorus:
SIGNIFYIN' MONKEY,
STAY UP IN YOUR TREE
YOU ARE ALWAYS LYIN'
AND SIGNIFYIN'
BUT YOU BETTER NOT
MONKEY WITH ME.

verse 6:
THE LION STEPPED BACK
TO HEAR WHAT HE'D SAY
AN' THAT MONKEY
SCAMPERED UP A TREE
AND GOT AWAY.
WHAT I WANNA TELL YA,
THE MONKEY HOLLERED THEN,
IS IF YOU FOOL WITH ME,
I'LL SIC THE ELEPHANT
ON YOU AGAIN!
THE LION
JUST SHOOK HIS HEAD
AND SAID,
YOU JIVE......
IF YOU
AND YOUR MONKEY CHILDREN
WANNA KEEP ALIVE,
UP IN THEM TREES
IS WHERE YOU BETTER STAY!
AND THAT'S WHERE THEY ARE
TO THIS VERY DAY.

Chorus:
SIGNIFYIN' MONKEY,
STAY UP IN YOUR TREE
YOU ARE ALWAYS LYIN'
AND SIGNIFYIN'
BUT YOU BETTER NOT,
NO, YOU BETTER NOT,
YOU ARE ALWAYS LYIN',
SIGNIFYIN',
BUT YOU BETTER NOT
MONKEY WITH ME!
Writers Oscar Brown Jr.

Genres Country, Pop, Rhythm & Blues, Soul

Recorded 1958

Lyrics THE OTHER NIGHT
OUT ALONG SKID ROW
BY A LIQUOR STORE SIGN'S
GARISH GLOW,
I SAW A FELLOW
I USED TO KNOW
A LONG LONG TIME AGO.
HE STOOD WITH THE LOST,
WITH THE LIVING DEAD,
WITH RUMPLED CLOTHES
AND A REELING HEAD
REVIEWING THE WASTED LIFE
HE LED,
AND AS I PASSED
HE SAID,

LET ME TELL YOU A STORY
THAT'S SAD BUT TRUE
ABOUT SOMEONE WHO
JUST MAY REMIND YOU OF YOU.
LET ME TELL YOU A TALE
THAT WILL HELP YOU
TO WAKE UP AND THINK,
SOMEBODY BUY ME A DRINK.
IT BEGINS LONG AGO
ON A HAPPY DAY
WITH A FOOL WHO WAS LOVED
BUT THREW LOVE AWAY,
WHO EXCHANGED A GOOD HOME
FOR A FLOPHOUSE,
A BAR AND THE CLINK,
SOMEBODY BUY ME A DRINK.

TO SEE ME TODAY
WHEN I'VE HIT THE SKIDS,
WHO WOULD THINK
I ONCE HAD A FINE WIFE
AND KIDS.
YES, I WAS THAT FOOL
SEEKING TREASURE A
ND PLEASURE
AND LOVE WAS JUST A GAME
PLAYED WITH SOME OTHER DAME.

NOW THERE'S ONLY ONE THING
I FEEL CERTAIN OF:
THE ONLY TRUE TREASURE IN LIFE
IS LOVE.
WITHOUT SOMEONE TO LOVE
AND LOVE YOU
SEE HOW FAR YOU CAN SINK,
SOMEBODY BUY ME A DRINK.
Writers Oscar Brown Jr.

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Ballad, Folk, Seasons

Recorded 1963

Lyrics PLEASE CARVE
NO COLD HEADSTONE
FOR ME,
BUT RATHER PLANT
A SAPLING TREE
AND LAY MY ASHES
'NEATH ITS FOOT,
SO THROUGH MY BODY
IT TAKES ROOT.
THEN AS THE SEASONS
COME AND GO,
MY MONUMENT
AND I WILL GROW
WAVE BRIGHT GREEN FLAGS
AT SUMMER'S SKY,
AND HARBOR BIRDS
WHO HAPPEN BY.

WE'LL BRONZE
EACH AUTUMN BLOOM
WITH SPRING,
AND WEAR
THE WHITE COATS
WINTERS BRING.
THE TREE I MARRY
WITH MY DUST,
WILL HUSBAND ME
WITH ROOTED THRUSTS.

OUR SEED WILL SCATTER
FAR AND WIDE,
ACROSS
GOD'S FERTILE COUNTRYSIDE
AND SOON
AN ARBOR FAMILY
WILL SHARE
OUR IMMORTALITY,
A TREE AND ME,
A TREE AND ME.
Writers Oscar Brown Jr.

Genres Standard, Pop, Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Seasons

Recorded 1962

Lyrics HEYO,
HEYO,
GET YOUR WATERMELON,
HEYO,
WATERMELON MAN,
WATERMELON MAN.

A WAGON AND A HORSE
IN THE SUMMER SUN,
WATERMELON!
PRETTY LITTLE HOUSEWIFE,
LET ME SELL YOU ONE
RED, RIPE WATERMELON.
IF YOU WANT
TO TREAT YOUR HUSBAND RIGHT,
WATERMELON!
KNOW WHAT TO GIVE HIM
WHEN HE'S HOME TONIGHT
RED, RIPE WATERMELON.

EEOH - HEYO,
I GOT YOUR RED,
RIPE WATERMELON,
HEYO WATERMELON MAN,
WATERMELON MAN.

GET OUT YOUR MONEY
WHEN YOU HEAR ME CALL,
WATERMELON!
AIN'T GOIN' HOME
TILL I SELL 'EM ALL
RED, RIPE WATERMELON.
GOT A WOMAN
WAITIN' FOR ME,
JUS' MY TYPE,
WATERMELON!
SWEET
LIKE A WATERMELON,
ROUND AND RIPE
RED, RIPE WATERMELON.

EEOH - HEYO,
I GOT YOUR RED,
RIPE WATERMELON,
HEYO WATERMELON MAN,
WATERMELON MAN,

WATERMELON MAN.
WATERMELON MAN.
WATERMELON MAN.
WATERMELON MAN.
Writers Oscar Brown Jr., Paul Lawrence Dunbar

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Folk

Recorded 1962

Lyrics GO 'WAY
AND QUIT THAT NOISE
MISS LUCY,
PUT THAT MUSIC BOOK AWAY,
WHAT'S THE USE
TO KEEP ON TRYIN'?
IF YOU PRACTICE
TILL YOU'RE GRAY,
YOU CAN'T START NO NOTES
A-FLYIN',
LIKE THE ONES
THAT RANTS AND RINGS,
FROM THE KITCHEN
TO THE BIG WOODS,
WHEN MALINDY SINGS.

EASY 'NOUGH
FOR FOLKS TO HOLLER,
LOOKIN' AT THE LINES
AND DOTS,
WHEN THEY AIN'T
NO ONE CAN SENSE IT
AN' THE CHUNE COMES IN,
IN SPOTS,
BUT FOR REAL RELOJOUS MUSIC,
THAT JUS' STRIKES YOUR HEART
AND CLINGS,
JUS' YOU STAN'
AND LISTEN WITH ME,
WHEN MALINDY SINGS.

OH, IT'S SWEETER
THAN MUSIC
OF AN EDUCATED BAND,
AND IT'S DEARER
THAN THE BATTLE SONGS
OF TRIUMPH IN THE LAND.
IT SEEMS HOLIER
THAN EVENIN'
WHEN THE SOLEMN
CHURCH BELL RINGS,
AS I SIT
AND CALMLY LISTEN
WHILE MALINDY SINGS.
TOWSER,
STOP THAT BARKIN',
HEAR ME!
MANDY,
MAKE THAT CHILE KEEP STILL,
CAN'T YOU HEAR
THE ECHOES CALLIN'
FROM THE VALLEY
TO THE HILL?
LET ME LISTEN,
I CAN HEAR IT,
THROUGH THE BRUSH
OF ANGEL'S WINGS,
SOFT AND SWEET,
SWING LOW,
SWEET CHARIOT,
WHEN MALINDY SINGS.