Name: Mercedes No.1
Duration: 3 min 49 s
Channel: Berman Cochrane
Description: "Mercedes No.1" is a song by Pygmy Beat. Folk rock Kampuchea Cambodia Khmer Rouge

Mercedes No.1

Pygmy Beat

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Folk rock Kampuchea Cambodia Khmer Rouge

prog flute cello psychedelic banjo political mandolin sax rock folk pygmy beat

Pygmy Beat

Folk rock meets blues rock whilst occassionally veering into psychedelic and prog rock.

Pygmy Beat: Terry Berman - vocals, sax, piano, flute, recorder & Catholic guilt; ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion & Protestant longing; Roland - drums, percussion & digital watches; RAMI - occasional drums; Gerry Steele - frequent lead guitar solos; Greg Loyacano - frequent recent drums Pygmy Beat Augmented: Joe Mizzi - recent vocals Gerry Steele - lead guitar solos; Greg Loyacano - drums ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion; Pygmy Beat Extended: Patricia Vogelenzang - vocals Erik - Drums & Percussion; Greg Loyacano - Drums & some guitars; Gerry Steele - most lead guitar solos; ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion; Rob Green - vocals & lead - Listen Like Brian; Trudy Newell - vocals; Casey Wells - vocals. Miriam & I: Miriam Webb - vocals, arrangements & good cello. ray cochrane - bass, guitar, bad cello, percussion & arrangements. Roland - hand punched programmed drums. The Newlings: Eric Drabwell - vocals, guitars ray cochrane - bass, guitars, cello Bandi - drums

Song Info

Genre

Rock • Folk Rock

Charts

Peak #135

Peak in subgenre #4

Author

Berman Cochrane

Rights

Berman Cochrane

Uploaded

March 18, 2008

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:49

Story behind the song

Have you seen "The Killing Fields"? That's where the inspiration & title came from.
A split story about life in the civil war in Kampuchea & the cultural schism of living in a refugee hostel on the outskirts of Sydney Australia.

Lyrics

Mercedes #1
No chasing wild things through a jungle of bricks,
Doesn’t matter if the rains don’t come.
The sun beats harder here,
It darkens their perceptions,
But don’t they know Mercedes #1.
Running from the feeling of being nowhere,
Smell it in the streets, they just don’t care,
See the shadows move behind the curtain,
In the harsh sunlight people only stare.
Draping powdered monkeys on the palace walls,
Re-educating circles to fit square holes.
Ridding the streets of bourgeois vermin,
Hanging tattered remnants from sharp poles.
Technical college little men,
Crawling on the hallowed tube.
Mercedes #1 Mercedes #1
Makes for more fun
Than working in the sun
Climbing, climbing up the ladder
It’s so hard to hang on.
Mercedes #1 Mercedes #1 Mercedes #1

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