This is a song based on characters created by David Kane, for the DKQ album "The Life & Times Of Guy Friday".
Hip-Hop, in a head-on collision with Vaudeville!
Blindfolded Guitarists! Lightsaber Duels! Dancing! Drawings! Instruments! Costumes! Hip-hop! And above all... The Heckling Hands Of Chaos! This is the typical experience of a Z. Mann Zilla & The World's Largest Trio performance. Old-school rap collides head-first with classic vaudeville showmanship, and is accompanied by Western New York's keenest improvisational musicians.
Story behind the song
Produced as a sample track for some audio recording students at Select Sound Studios (Buffalo, NY). There's another version of this song floating around, which will probably be released as part of an Infantz Of Prog compilation (David Kane's side project).
NOTES:
-+- "Mushimushi" is Japanese for "Hello", and "watashi wa..." is Japanese for "My name is..."
-+- "ZMX" is a reference to "Z. Mann Zilla", or more correctly "Z. Mann Xylla", and was used as an in-joke to allude to popular rap star DMX.
-+- The distorted layer of audio was actually accomplished with a Blue's Clues Toy Microphone, owned by David Kane's daughter Ava.
Lyrics
By day, loving husband, caring father
But by night... He has a whole other gig!
Gotta gig, gotta go! Yeah!
2002! Infantz Of Prog! DKQ! ZMX!
Select Sound!
'62 Caddy! Whose your daddy?!
YEAH! One two, one two...
Making out like Cassanova on the vertical split
I'm the shiz-nit, the fella with the rapier wit
So let's get to the lyrics that you're jammin' to
Pickin' up a plan or two
Makin' it all come true like I was Mr. Gazoo
So is it true, was it you who was hecklin'?
Maybe I could ask you to repeat what you said again?
Uh! You wanna know my name?
Well, mushimushi, watashi wa, Guy Friday!
CHORUS:
I don't go where I been
The road less traveled's the only path for me
And you don't know why I give
The pieces of myself so easily
So why you gotta call it a sin
To live in the future, instead of yesterday
No matter what they say
I'm still gonna always be Guy Friday
Hey guys... Uncle Boots is missing!
Whu...? Get in...
Gotta gig, gotta go!
CHORUS
Hey guys, I was wonderin'...
Who the hell is Uncle Boots anyways?
You wanna roll some dough, you wanna smoke some grass?
You want the extra minty flavor that lasts and lasts?
You wanna roll, hang out, and bend your knee at a joint?
Or would you rather listen to a song that rhymes?
You know I'm making up the music as I'm going along
It's the same song, so why you say I'm doing it wrong?
Every line multiplied by the cosine of every single time
I hear your bitch-ass whine
About how you would like to live a life more free
And then divided by the times that you were dissing me
Well, if you knew where you were going, why am I leading the way?
Mushimushi, watashi wa, Guy Friday!
I used to clown around when I hung around down in Allentown
People used to frown & put me down when I'd come around
Gas me or if they'd pass me, they used to dis and harass me
Well, if you ask me, well, they can kiss my ass!
I'm a dying breed
I refuse to live the lead in your life of greed
All I need is my gear, and a place to play
Mushimushi, watashi wa, Guy Friday!
Marty Marty Motorcycle blew a fart, and fell apart
And then they called it existentialist art
Now is it part of a sum of a greater whole
Or is it like a Tootsie-Roll
Well, how the hell should I know?
You got the DKQ, you got the ZMX
You got Select Sound Crew cuttin' wax with an axe
It's all the people it took, so you could hear me say
Mushimushi, watashi wa, Guy Friday!
Get off the stage, you two-bit telethon band!
CHORUS
