Mojo Monkeys Discography: MOJOFO

mojofo
1. mudbug
2. what’s in your mind
3. lafayette
4. anybody’s guess
5. tell you what
6. not about you
7. poison on my tongue
8. a little more blood
9. one foot
10. how’s yo mama’nem?
11. i’m going to mardi gras
david raven drums & vocals
billy watts, guitars & vocals
taras prodaniuk bass & backing vocals
additional musicians:
david p jackson – accordion on “anybody’s guess” and “what’s in your mind”
dillon obrien – keyboards on “one foot”
cary park – pedal steel, toy piano, harmonica, and mandolin on “a little more blood”
phil parlapiano – accordion on “poison on my tongue”
recorded by david raven & little konzett at honky abbey
mixed by david raven
mastered by ira ingber
all songs by mojo monkeys
copyright 2023
cover layout by marylew & charis
additional artwork by trevor
photos by charis
drawing by david raven
mojofo lyrics
A LITTLE MORE BLOOD
we need a little more clay and a little less mud
a little less oil, and a little more blood
a little more goodness and and a lot less greed
a little more bread for hungry mouths to feed
and it’s hard to know which way is best
and it’s harder to hear with all this noise inside our heads
and it’s harder to see when we’re tangled in this web
of all this discord, rage and hatred
when really all we need is a little more love
we need a little more silence and little less noise
a little more joy and not so many toys
we need a little more grace and a lot less lies
a little more sway over our appetites
and it’s hard to know how long we can last
and so hard to hear while all this wind is rushing past
and it’s so hard to see when we’re blinded by the glare
of all all this artifice and glimmer
when what we really need is a little more love
and if we satisfy all our avarice and lust
what’s the use? when we go we can’t take it with us.
we need a little more soul and little less sod
a little more honor and a little less fraud
we need a little more kindness and less excess
a little less curse and a little more bless
it’s so easy to hoard, and so hard to share
and it’s harder to see when we’re blinded by the glare
of these fraudulent prophets
who cajoled and sold and bought us
with the trinkets they have brought us
when all we really need is a little more love
ANYBODY’S GUESS
been wrestling with the devil, and i’m here to tell the tale
got tore up by tornados, been swallowed by a whale
jumped out the window but forgot to grab my pants
bet my shirt on a shitty hand. cost me 60 grand
but i won’t go quiet, not without a fight
i’m gonna go down swinging into that good night
i can’t blame nobody else, i got me in this mess
and what comes next is anybody’s guess
i’ll be up in the morning with crowing of the cock
dig myself up outta this hole before 5 o’clock
i know my luck is changing, i feel it in my soul
i’m hotter than a pistol. i’m fixin to be on a roll
no, i won’t go quiet, not without a fight
i’m gonna go down swinging into that good night
ain’t nobody, ‘cept for me, got me in this mess
and what comes next is anybody’s guess
maybe i should worry, but it wouldn’t do no good
i’m just a sorry son-of-a…i’d do right if i could
blew all my chances, my youth i pissed away
burned up all my bridges and drank up all my pay
but i won’t go quiet, not without a fight
gonna go down swinging into that good night
ain’t nobody, ‘cept for me, got me in this mess
and what comes next is anybody’s guess
POISON ON MY TONGUE
it’s all about me, i own my destiny
captain of my soul, master of all I see
why should I go to confession? never done nothing wrong
i just pay for my sins in cash. poof, my problems are gone
i never knew hunger, never had to live like you
never had to worry bout what jesus would do
i got methane in my lungs, iron in my heart
my mind has turned to mud, petrol in my blood
poison on my tongue
and how about you? what can you do for me?
what brings you to my table?
baby, are you able, get down on your knees?
i never know hunger, never had to live like you
never had to worry bout what Jesus would do
i got methane in my lungs, scales upon my eyes
my mind has turned to mud, petrol in my blood
poison on my tongue
won’t you slide over here, honey, have no fear
daddy’s gonna do you right
i got the coke and the money, let me tell you honey
you’re not going home tonight
WHAT’S IN YOUR MIND
i can’t get up on your wavelength
can’t get up to your speed
i can’t keep up with you baby
but i know what you need
i’m gonna roll right round the corner
get us a big cheap bottle o red
we gonna have a knock down, drag out, talking about
i’m gonna find out what’s in your mind
before i wind up dead
i can’t get in to your pocket
can’t get into your pants
save me a seat on your rocket
honey, just give me one chance
we gonna roll right round the corner
get us a big cheap bottle o red
we gonna have a knock down, drag out, talking about
i’m gonna find out what’s in your mind
before i wind up dead
i wanna know you
i wanna know who lurks behind door #2
i ain’t goin nowhere until i know what
hides inside that makes you do what u do
MUDBUG
hey everybody, i got news for you
hey everybody, here’s what we gonna do
we gonna party like a mudbug suckin on a bucket o beer
now the crawfish, he don’t care
he gonna eat what he find down there
so if you got yourself a problem
say, a dead body, i’m just saying
throw it out there in the bayou
crawfish take care o yo problem
hey everybody, don’t you worry none
hey everybody, i’ll show you how it’s done
we gonna party like a mudbug suckin on a bucket o beer
hey everybody, gitcho butt down here
hey everybody, we fixin to get weird
we gonna party like a mudbug suckin on a bucket o beer
we gonna party like a mudbug all night long
ONE FOOT IN FRONT
sometimes you feel like you can’t go on
like you got no reason to live
sometimes you feel like you got nothing
you got nothing to give
sometimes you just wanna give up
and throw yourself in the river
just like the river flowing, we got to keep on going
till we find out way home
just put one foot in front of the other
one small step at a time
can’t go back to the way things were
can’t move on till we heal this hurt
so we just take one step
one step at a time
i took a walk down by the water
i’m just tired of standing still
but when the weight lies heavy on you
lord, it’s hard to find the will
just like the river flowing, we got to keep on going
or else you turn into stone
oh, but the river, she don’t ask
she just flows on past
and she taught me something, too
the river don’t lay around
she just rolls on down
she don’t worry like me and you
and now i know what i got to do:
just put one foot in front of the other
one small step at a time
can’t go back to the way things were
can’t move on till we heal this hurt
so we just take one step
one step at a time
LAFAYETTE
sit down darlin, i got something to say
don’t know why you got to treat me this way
fussin and cussin and carryin on
making a hell of our happy home
i been trying hard as i can
to be a stand up righteous man
but i ain’t getting what i expect
no sweet loving and no respect
i tried and i tried and i tried to keep you satisfied
i tried and i tried and i tried…now i don’t know why
bellyachin is all i get. this situation got me all upset
so if you don’t love me let me go back to lafayette
i had little woman down in lafayette
don’t know for sure, but i bet
she still loves me like she did back then
i suspect she’d take me back again
you came along and you caught my eye
i was hooked, i was hypnotized
but after all this time i see
you just ain’t no good for me
i tried and i tried and i tried to keep you satisfied
i tried and i tried and i tried…now i don’t know why
bellyachin is all i get. this situation got me all upset
so if you don’t love me let me go back to lafayette
I’M GOING TO MARDI GRAS
i don’t belong here, so i ain’t gonna stay
i can’t do nothin to please you anyway
i’m damned if i do, i’m damned if i don’t
so i’m going to mardi gras.
i got a yearning to bust out of this town
don’t need nobody bossing me around
if you don’t like it, to hell with all o y’all
i’m going to mardi gras
all you bourgeois fogeys in this town
trying to shut me up and beat me down
all up in my business, stuck up in my craw
you go to hell, i’m going to mardi gras
i got to break free, lord i got to run
i got to live my life and have some fun
if you don’t like it, to hell with all o y’all
i’m goin to mardi gras
TELL YOU WHAT
there ain’t no bullet, ain’t no pill
can make me meet you at the bottom of the hill
can’t nobody pull the wool on me
i pull it till the bullet make a hole in a tree
lookin down the barrel a 44
about to make me do a do si so
i ain’t about to be a runner up
bet you a dollar i can drain this cup
back in texas on a 2 day trip
i took the trail to give the law the slip
three, four cases and bottle o bunk
in a old cadillac with some beat up junk
i ain’t about to be a runner up
bet you a dollar i can fill this cup
don’t take no orders from the man on the street
i’m a long ball thrower with some righteous feet
…. i’m a gambler
…. don’t drive no rambler
…. i haunt the valley
…. go down the alley
say you want to rip a so cal flip
need a little luck and a lotta lip
old willy seltzer packs a pole jar punch
before you know it, he done eat your lunch
i was lookin down a 44
about to make me do a do si so
don’t take no orders from the man on the street
i’m a long ball thrower with some righteous feet
NOT ABOUT YOU
you come with hat in hand, your head hanging down
i seen this drama before, one more time around
you tell me this is the one, that it’s different this time
and you got a plan, that you’re a new man
but with the same old rhyme.
i’ve heard this story, enough
to know the twists and the turns
i found that place in my mind
where the lessons are learned
you know, i know how you feel
i’m that same kinda bad
you’re not much different from me
i just can’t be your dad
yeah, you maybe better think this thing out
before you make your move.
yeah, i think you oughta think about
who might be hurting, too.
and maybe take into account
that it’s not just all about you.
you got your blood in a boil, you’re buzzing like a bee.
you need a helping hand, so you come looking for me
you see me in your dark mirror
you know my weaknesses too
but you don’t give a damn about the people you use
HOW’S YO MAMA’NEM?
how’s your mama? how’s your pa?