METAL DEVIL COKES
MDC – Metal Devil Cokes
Side A -
1. Huddled Masses (words & music - Al Schvitz & Barry D’Alive)
2. Dirty Harry for President (words & music - Dave Dictor & Al Schvitz)
3. White Men in Suits (words & music - Dave Dictor)
4. Three Blind Mice (words & music - Dave Dictor & Al Schvitz)
5. Tofu Spaghetti (words & music - Dave Dictor)
6. Snuffed Out (words & music - Eric Calhoun)
7. Deep in the Heart [of Racist Amerikkka] (words - MDC, music - Don Swander)
8. Acid Reindeer (words & music - Dave Dictor)
Side B -
1. I Was a Dupe for the RCP (words & music - Dave Dictor)
2. Metal Devil Crossoverture (words & music - Franco)
3. Hole in My Soul (words & music - Al Schvitz)
4. I’m a Knucklehead (words & music - Bill Stroppel & MDC)
5. Ain’t It Funny [How It All Works Out] (words & music - Dave Dictor & Al Schvitz)
6. Mongoloid (words & music - Eric Calhoun)
7. Love Potion No. 9 (words & music - The Clovers)
8. Something for Everyone (words - MDC & Bill Stroppel, music - Paul Nicholes)
R Radical Records 1988
Original Liner Notes:
Dave “Kuncklehead” Dictor – vocals
Eric Calhoun – guitar
Franco Mares – bass,
Al Schvitz – drums
Front Cover Art by Jay Ed
Back Cover Art by Jenny Jo Brown
Metal Devil Cokes produced by MDC, Boner Records, John Loder, and Gary Crieman
Recorded at Hyde Street Studios by Gary Crieman
Metal Devil Cokes concept by MDCC and Brian Schvitz
Cindy Wigginton (Bedlam Rovers): Viola on “Something for Everyone” / Jeremy Burn (Bedlam Rovers): Bouzouki on “Something for Everyone” / Caroleen (Bedlam Rovers): Flute on “Something for Everyone” / Lydia Paweski: Vocals on “Hole in My Soul” / Ditte Zijp: Voice on “I’m a Knucklehead” / Jesse Jo Brown, Rosel Brown, Juanito Mares: Children’s voices on “I’m a Knucklehead” / Billy Stroppel and Michelle Zydenbos: Background vocals on “Ain’t It Funny” / Knucklehead Choir: Paul Nicholes, Marcia Tree Skatesurf, Chris Dodge, Lydia Rose Paweski, Heidi Wallentine, Lisa Pasbjerg, David Whitaker, Shannon Marr, Dan Gibbs, EJ Wray, Rebekah, Hannes (KGB), Agent Jay (PCT), AWOL, Motor City Sara, Ditte Zijp, Suze, Carleen, Michael Dean, Viki Solo, Peanut Butter, Lobster Tail, Lil Mike, Wendy Bardsley / Pierre Benitomako: Road Dog
Thanx: Michael Smith, Kathedrarl B in Toronto, Timmy Yo, Martha Burke, Bob Moselle, Tom Flynn xxxoxox hugs & kisses for Mr. Flynn, Michelle Shcoked, Luis Cuadros, Rissa, Barry D’Alive, Paul Nicholes, Debbie Gordon, Danny Sullvian, Thomas Issler and Margit, Babylon Burning, Section 8, Savage Amsterdam, Lawrence Livermore
Huddled Masses
Some came to America, in search of better lives
Brought Bibles and disease, their families and their wives
Some came for government,
in which they’d have a voice
Some came in shackles
no one gave them any choice
Those who came for avarice
to rape the virgin land
Some came from hunger
from a famine plagued land
Others crave adventure
to see what they could learn
Some were stolen from their families
never to return
Those who came to worship
the way they felt was right
So called darky heathens
commanded to the light
of the blond hair Nazi Jesus
to which they were forced to pray
Shoved the cross down their throats
still choke on it today
The U.S. History books
where the bullshit will abound
Say African tribal leaders
sold their brothers down
it might ease white man’s conscience
‘bout things he used to do
By telling lies to justify
what just ain’t friggin’ true
But now we’re all unshackled
and some folks say, “We’re all free”
and some are so naive
they say we have “equality”
But I say move to Harlem
for one month and when it’s done
You’ll know the desperation
that made your forefathers run
Dirty Harry for President
USA - Make my day
CIA - Make my day
Points of light
Laser bright
peering searing
Through the night
Go ahead vagrants make my day
Homeless indigents make my day
I’m warning you don’t get in my way
Come on punk make my day
Look who’s in power today
A hit man for the CIA
A kinder, gentler corpse
Enforced with magnum force
Cloaked by national security
Sounds like pleading the fifth to me
Some folks say “Where was George?”
With Washington at Valley Forge?
He was there well informed and awake
But he lives with his neck at stake
No one even pretends
That Noriega and Bush are not friends
If the truth is ever resolved
We’ll see just how much they’re all involved
Pregnant girls make my day
Death row cons make my day
El Salvador better pray
The savior has sent a better day
CIA that sleazy crew
Covert coercion untold to you
The perfect crime a fool proof plan
Capone and Ness are the same man
You think you can do what you want
And never be held to account
All the grandchildren will pay
So go ahead George make my day
White Men in Suits
White men in suits are coming after me
White men in suits want me to see
White men in suits how I should be
White men in suits say you get nothing for free
White men in suits keep their hair neat
White men in suits shiny shoes on their feet
White men in suits to get up and shave
White men in suits so well behaved
White men in suits have a good job
White men in suits never join the mob
White men in suits always so clean
White men in suits act like machines
White men in suits chop down the trees
White men in suits church on their knees
White men in suits say you better say please
White men in suits I cannot agree
White men in suits you’re in my dreams
White men in suits you’re not what you seem
White men in suits you’re such an empty bag
White men in suits you’re such a drag
White men in suits are coming after me
White men in suits can go climb a tree
White men in suits tell me that I smell
White men in suits can all go to hell
Three Blind Mice
Dopey Sleazy, Ollie Sleepy
Blind mice with cut off tails
Reagan, Hitler, Bushafella
The “train that could derail”
All de kings horses and his men
Have omelets laced in shell
On leopard skinned ivory walls
The Humpty Planet fell
As the witch measures
Hansel’s finger bone
Ungodly rays of cancer
The unholy ozone
It’s a balding planet
Like the old man’s head
The blind mice shrug
Drink a mug then
Two weeks in Club Med
The Spinning Wheel spin reason
Into Plutonium Brick
Our children’s children’s children
Eating fish and getting sick
When cold and waste and clouds
Are all left to atone
The Bright Blue Balance
Living Sphere
We used to call our home
When all the valleys
are strip-mined to stone
Dwarves say “heigh-ho”
ET cries “phone home”
Mother Earth loses her patience
and loudly and plainly
cries “leave me alone”
The 3 Blind mice keep spending
The planet hungry stays
The piper pipes, the bell tolls
Where’s Wimpy it’s Tuesday
While buffalo and condors
Are missing Noah’s boat
Another man-made razor blade
At all God’s creatures throat
Meanwhile in Washington
Something running late
Maleficent laugh ‘til she roars
Cruella thinks it’s great
The wizard of Oz is mourning
The bank foreclosed his farm
Lonely as the bloody boy
Who sounds the wolf alarm
When nature warned us gently
The point is often missed
But when she shakes and floods and burns
You know that Mama’s pissed
Pandora brought a steering truck
Bush just shakes his fist
She’ll make us reap what we sow
The poison apple kissed
3 bears and bad wolves
Deserve an excuse
Choose Dickens or Grimm
Or old Dr. Seuss
Washington Sneeches and Madison Grinches
are letching us into the noose!
So where was Georgy Porgy
With his crony Mr. Heep
Prince Charming is grown fat and bald
Van Winkle’s still asleep
King Midas in an iron lung
turned golden by his touch
they let him out on Thursdays hobbling
On a golden crutch
While the Evil still living
once upon a time
reads Mother Goose
with a vodka and lime
merciless worthless nursery rhyme
The last to leave the death star
It’s Santa’s final flight
Happily ever after
to all a goodnight
Sadly ever after and
to all a good night
Darkly ever after and
to all a good night
Deadly ever after
A thousand points of light
Deadly ever after and
no eternal light
Deadly ever after and
just eternal night
Deadly ever after and
to all a good night
Tofu Spaghetti
World hunger is so senseless and sad
What can one person do?
I think maybe if we can put together a recipe
For sharing the resources more sensibly
but first you need a pot
then a pan
fill with water
some olive oil
chop the garlic
some oregano
throw in the green peppers
and those onions too!
Now it’s all in the pot cooking
it’s getting time to add the tofu
You know, tofu from soy beans
More protein and so much more efficient than meat
whoo the water’s boiling
time to add the spaghetti
and for the flying garlic
add into the sauce
put at low heat
such a treat
put in the tofu
now you’re looking good
You too can cook this gastronomic treat
it’s not really such a big feat
think if everyone got to eat
we’d all feel really sweet
the water’s boiling
test the noodles
give the sauce
a good stir
get the plates
and the napkins
call everybody
‘cause it’s time to eat
Gonna have the whole world over
Breakin’ bread at one table
So come on over
We’re almost ready
Serving up that Tofu Spaghetti
Al’s got the wine
Eric’s tossed the salad
Franco’s got the garlic bread
got the glasses
got the time
So nice to be here
feel so fine
Doesn’t this feel so good
Everybody feeling good just like it should
Smiling and having a good party
With all my best friends
Snuffed Out
I saw you comin’ in
If I’d only known
You ran right on up here
But there’s no place to go
Of course you shook the air
Or else it was the end
Of course you shook the Ai...r
Fuckin’ shot me dead, dea...d
Who do I fee-fee-fee-fear
I don’t know - (A farmer in El Salvador)
You’re stuffin’ me-me-me-me out -
(A student in the Philippines)
Who do I fee-fee-fear
I don’t know - (A mother in Mozambique)
You’re stuffin’ me-me-me-me out
Death-squads everywhere
Deep in the Heart (of Racist Amerikkka)
The policeman is in the Ku Klux Klan
Careful if your name is Schwartz or Chan
Crosses burn bright every night
You can kiss goodbye your Civil Rights
Migrants still cower for fifty cents an hour
The same ol’ slave masters are still in power
Governor’s got the gall to build a Berlin Wall
Keeping Meskins out is for the good of us all
You’re not really welcome if you’re not lily white
All them Baptists swear they’ve seen the light
Killed all the Indians to steal their land
And sure enough we went and moved our band
Acid Reindeer
Candle light dinners and just being with you
Feeling so romantic and feeling so warm inside
But then I start to thinking
Just how stinky things really are
I think of Chernobyl and the toxic waste dumps
and the hole in the ozone the size of the United States
I think of dead fish and Dolphins that wash up on our shores
I think of Condors or Black Rhinos and the tons of
thousands of animals facing extinction (in our lives)
But I wanna forget all that madness
And just think about how good you make me feel
Yes you do, you really do, you do
Then I see the pictures of Reindeer
in Norway dying from being downwind from toxic air
I think of children in San Francisco
dying of Leukemia and new terms like
“cancer clusters,” makes me feel so blue
I Was a Dupe for the RCP
Sitting at home watching TV
Phone rings someone wants to speak to me
“No Business as Usual” needs a benefit show
Could our band play? they need to know
I said “Are you sure this is not the RCP?”
“Hey really” the voice said “not me”
We have some friends stuck in jail
and the money we collect could pay the bail
I say no problem we’ll give it a go
We’d really like to raise some dough
You got a place, you got a date
Well fine then that’s really great
We get to the show and what do we see?
banners and newspapers from the RCP
I find the man who had spoke to me
He said “I was a dupe for the RCP”
I was a dupe for the RCP
Now everyone looks funny at me
A double agent for the FBI
They look at me and wonder why
Now even my band looks weird at me
Could happen to anyone can’t you see
My band says Dave work on your poetry
and don’t book us no more for the RCP
I was a dupe for the RCP
Metal Devil Cokes
He laughs and commands “you get down on your knees
Bow down your heads and all pray to me”
Radioactive demon wicked laughter and jokes
All the while scheming Metal Devil Cokes
Make it sweet as candy, pretty to the eye
Push it to the kiddies, sell it with a lie
Tommy had to try it, asked me to try it too
But a little voice inside said you know what’s good for you
His teeth started melting, his stomach melted too
I knew he’d lost his mind by the time the can was through
Metal Devil Cokes
Caramel colored hoax
rusty kettle
teeth are brittle
Metal Devil Cokes
Metal Devil Cokes
Through your gut it soaks
Coincidental
Rotten dental
Sentimental folks
Metal Devil Cokes
Friendly bunch of blokes
Phosphorental
Excremental
Metal Devil Cokes
But he just kept on drinkin’, cuz he was possessed
Sugar and caffeine, the phosphoric acid test
Then he just melted to a puddle on the floor
Skin and bones dissolved and flowed right out of the door
Down the sewer to the river, down the river to the sea
With a half-life of forever it killed the fish and me
Now the world’s polluted with Metal Devil Cokes
Well I guess I’m just lucky, drank most drinks from A to Z
But cuz I didn’t drink Cokes the Lord had mercy on me
So here I am in heaven, poison water folks
And the boatman on the boat to hell is metal devil cokes
The jester in the gallery is metal devil cokes
He laughs and commands “you get down on your knees
Bow down your heads and all pray to me”
Hole in My Soul
I got a hole in my soul
How can I roll, how can I rock
I got a hole in my sock
I got a hole in my sock
How can I rock, how can I roll
I got a hole in my soul
I know just who you are
You’ll never get very far
Cause I just saw your car
I got a joint in my hand
I apologize to my brother Dan
I got a hole in my soul
How can I rock, how can I roll
I got a hole in my soul
I’m a Knucklehead
I’m a knuckle
You’re a knuckle
We’re all knuckleheads
Don’t you know even your brother
and your mother too
Could even be your little sister
and your poppa too
Don’t you know even your teachers
And the kids at your school
Even all the local politicians
And the president too
Now I’ve grown a little bit older
But I’m still a kid at heart
Life I can see is a comic opera
Everyone’s got their part
Ain’t It Funny
Ain’t it funny how it all works out
Sometimes you’re happy, sometimes you pout
Sometimes the liquor that you fill your snout
Ain’t it funny that it all works out
Sometimes they love you, sometimes they don’t
Sometimes they can’t, sometimes they won’t
Sometimes you wonder what it’s all about
Ain’t it funny how it all works out
A little skepticism is something I have found
Can be a handy thing to have around
I eat my sugar, I likes my malt
But I take it all with a grain of salt
Sometimes you walk, sometimes you run
Sometimes you fly too close to the sun
Playing it smart but sometimes you doubt
Ain’t it funny how it all works out
The moral forthcoming in this song
Sometimes you’re right, sometimes you’re wrong
Sometimes you don’t know what you’re talking about
Ain’t it funny how it all works out
Mongoloid
Where’d you get that mongoloid child
you been out havin’ fun
drinkin’ and partyin’
and you wonder why in hell
your kids got down syndrome
Smokin’, cokin’, disregard
reality sure hit you hard
I bet you’ll be real surprised
to find your baby has no eyes
Your disrespect for human life
is more than I can stand
If you don’t put that needle down
I’ll smash it from your hands
Somebody oughta chastise you
for the things that you do
ignorance is no excuse
for this kind of cruel abuse
Something for Everyone
Across the beautiful ocean
Across the deep blue sea
Around the cape of feel good
Is where it’s said to be
But one thing’s for sure
When under the Bonnie Sun
That when you’re in Bonnie Fair
There’ll be something for everyone
It’s something kinda common
It’s something rather rare
It’s something reassuring
For those in despair
It’s never too cold
It’s never too hot
We might run dry of scotch
But you never run out of pot
Its quilt is red and brown
crossed with black and white
something to keep you warm
on a cold winter’s night
Something for the kiddies
Something for Mom and Dad
Something to never leave them
ever feeling sad
