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Rebel Yello

Rebel Yello

Released 2004


Now it's so much fun, I'm starting to expand my options. The use of sampling allows me to add new depth and meaning to my opuses. And inside jokes....yeah, inside jokes... :-)

For "Rebel Yello", I asked the musical question "What would happen if one of Metal's greatest poseurs met one of Electronica's greatest acts?" 

Rebel Yello <--Click here to listen

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Behind the Scenes

  • Opus number 3
  • Instruments played - None
  • My daughter's instruments - Oboe
  • Samples used - Various clips from The Three Stooges
  • I had to compose the "da-da da-de-da-da" part
  • I can't tell you what the inside jokes are. If I did, they wouldn't be inside, now would they? The people who need to know, know. And they think it's hilarious. Well, most of them...
  • First appearances of Chuck D-bot and Squeaky
Mooseboy's Lyrics (samples in red)
Original Lyrics
Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumpin' 'cross my floor
She said "Come on now, baby, I got a licence here for love
And if it expires, you better pray for help from above"
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more" (hit me one time)
In the midnight hour, babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
More, more, more

She's not into the slavery, she won't sit up and beg
  When I'm tired and lonely, she sees me to my bed
What set you free and brought you to be me, babe
What set you free, I need you hear by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more" (sock it to me!)
In the midniight hour, babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"

(Hey Moe! Knyuk knyuk, oh, a wise guy!)

He lives in his own heaven
(Squeaky doubles) Collects it to go from the 7-11
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
(Squeaky doubles) Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair

(Waitaminute! I'm back to normal!
You'll never be that! Alright! Break it up!
Soitanly! Knyuk, knyuk, knyuk, knyuk, knyuk
Funny, eh?
Yeah!
This is all your fault, you!
I'm sorry, Moe, please forgive me
Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Ohhhhhhh!)

(Squeaky doubles) I walked the ward with you, babe
A thousand miles with you
(hey!)
I'd dry your tears of pain, babe
A million times for you

I'd sell my soul for you babe
For money to burn with you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Justa, justa, justa, justa to have you here by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more" (can you dig it?)
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried "more, more, more"
More, more, more

(Soitanly! If at first you don't succeed, keep on suckin' 'til you do succeed!)

Oh yeah little baby
she want more
More, more, more, more, more, more, more

She doesn't want Larry
she wants Moe, Moe, Moe, Moe, Moe
Moe, Moe, Moe

(I'm sorry, Moe, please forgive me)
Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumpin' 'cross my floor
She said "Come on baby I got a licence for love
And if it expires, pray help from above"

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour, babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"
More, more, more

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely she sees my to bed
What set you free and brought you to be me babe
What set you free, I need you hear by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the Seven-Eleven
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair

I walked the ward with you, babe
A thousand miles with you
I dried your tears of pain, babe
A million times for you

I'd sell my soul for you babe
For money to burn with you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Just, just, justa, justa to have you here by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried "more, more, more"
More, more, more

Oh yeah little baby
she want more
More, more, more, more, more

Oh yeah little baby
she want more
More, more, more, more





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