JUNK YARD KING
110bpm, 1985 Electro Urban P-Funk, VOCAL GROUP STYLE. Produced by Bootsy Collins. Inspired by Rene & Angela - I'll Be Good. [Instrumentation: Super heavy squelchy Mini Moog basslines, deep booming 808 kicks, sharp gated snare, Mu-Tron processed Wah-Clavinet, gritty metallic industrial percussion, clanging pipe hits, shimmering DX7 bells, Prophet-5 brass stabs, rhythmic handclaps.] [VOCAL STYLE: THICK LAYERED EARTHY SILK FEMALE LEAD, DEEP GROWLING MALE HARMONIES, LUSH MIXED CHORUS, EXPERIMENTAL VOCAL BENDS.] Mechanical grit, heavy basement groove.
JUNK YARD KING
110bpm, 1985 Electro Urban P-Funk, VOCAL GROUP STYLE. Produced by Bootsy Collins. Inspired by Rene & Angela - I'll Be Good. [Instrumentation: Super heavy squelchy Mini Moog basslines, deep booming 808 kicks, sharp gated snare, Mu-Tron processed Wah-Clavinet, gritty metallic industrial percussion, clanging pipe hits, shimmering DX7 bells, Prophet-5 brass stabs, rhythmic handclaps.] [VOCAL STYLE: THICK LAYERED EARTHY SILK FEMALE LEAD, DEEP GROWLING MALE HARMONIES, LUSH MIXED CHORUS, EXPERIMENTAL VOCAL BENDS.] Mechanical grit, heavy basement groove.
Lyrics
(Audio: Extremely heavy Mini Moog bass throb. Rusted metal scraping. Mu-Tron Clavinet riffs.)
(Spoken) Welcome to Sector Zero. Where your trash becomes our treasure.
(Female Lead) I see the rust... I feel the life inside.
(All Vocal Chorus) KING! KING! JUNK! YARD! KING!
[Verse 1: Female Earthy Silk Lead]
In the pile of the broken and the left behind
A secret rhythm is the only thing we find WE FIND IT~
Rusted steel pipes humming in the cold dark night
Waking up the ghosts with the funky light! LIGHT IT UP!
[Verse 2: All Vocal Chorus]
(Call: Female Lead) Pick it up! (Response: All) SCRAP IT! HOO!
(Call: Female Lead) Rub the rust! (Response: All) TAP IT! HA!
The city people called it a pile of gray
But the King is gonna make the galaxy sway~!! SWAY WITH ME~
[Pre-Chorus: Melodic All Vocals]
Sitting on the throne made of rusted steel RUSTED STEEL~
Showing the world how the power is real REAL POWER!
Giving the people something they can feel! CAN YOU FEEL IT?
[Chorus: Melodic All Vocals]
JUNK YARD KING IS RULING THE WASTE!! GET DIRTY!
GIVING THE GALAXY A NEWER TASTE!! SWEET JUNK~
MAKING THE RHYTHM IN A HURRIED HASTE!! QUICK! QUICK!
THE MOTHERSHIP IS NEVER BEING REPLACED!! NO REPLACEMENT~
[Bridge 1: LONG INSTRUMENTAL & MECHANICAL DIALOGUE]
(Audio: Extended Mu-Tron Clavinet solo with heavy Mini Moog. Spinning fans and oil drips.)
(Spoken: Deep Male Voice) This fan hasn't turned in forty years. Listen to that... it's funky.
(Female Lead: Shout) HEAR THE SCREAM OF THE METAL!! AAAWWWW---WWWWWW!!
[Verse 3: Female Earthy Silk Lead]
The crown is made of wires and a broken screen BROKEN SCREEN~
The dirtiest royalty you’ve ever seen
Sitting on the peak of the mountain of junk
Serving up a plate of the industrial funk! EAT THE FUNK!
[Verse 4: All Vocal Chorus]
(Spelling Out: Female Lead) J-U-N-K!!
(Group Shout: All) JUNK!!
(Spelling Out: Female Lead) Y-A-R-D!!
(Group Shout: All) YARD!!
The King is commanding the orchestra of tin
Let the mechanical revolution begin~!! START IT UP!
[Pre-Chorus: Melodic All Vocals]
Sitting on the throne made of rusted steel
Showing the world how the power is real
Giving the people something they can feel!
[Chorus: Melodic All Vocals]
JUNK YARD KING IS RULING THE WASTE!! KING OF THE JUNK!
GIVING THE GALAXY A NEWER TASTE!! FUNKY TASTE~
MAKING THE RHYTHM IN A HURRIED HASTE!! MOVE IT!
THE MOTHERSHIP IS NEVER BEING REPLACED!! FOREVER FUNK~
[Bridge 2: LOW-VOICE HARMONY & SLOW SLIDE]
(Audio: Very low, crawling harmonies. Heavy sliding effects.)
Underneath the ground... WE ARE MO-VING...~
Through the oil and the mud... WE ARE GROO-VING...~
(Female Shout) WAKE UP THE SECTOR!!
Everything is... stic-ky... and... slow~ SO SLOW~
Let the heavy... vibra-tion... grow~ GROW~
[Instrumental Break]
(Audio: Sharp handclaps. Heavy 808 fills. Wah-Clavinet and Mini Moog interplay.)
[Verse 5: Female Earthy Silk Lead]
Your asphalt streets and your concrete walls
Are crumbling down while the galaxy calls GALAXY CALLS!
The King is rebuilding with the pieces you threw
Creating a world that is shiny and new! BRAND NEW!
[Verse 6: All Vocal Chorus]
Marching through the dust with a heavy metallic beat CLANG! CLANG!
One giant army of the dancing meat
From the bottom of the pit to the edge of the sun
The reign of the Junk Yard has finally begun!! IT'S TIME!
[Verse 7: Female Earthy Silk Lead]
Don't look for beauty in the places you know
Look in the scrap where the wild things grow WILD THINGS~
The King is the master of the cosmic debris
Setting all the spirits of the engine free~!! SET THEM FREE!
[Pre-Chorus: Melodic All Vocals]
Sitting on the throne made of rusted steel
Showing the world how the power is real
Giving the people something they can feel!
[Chorus: Melodic All Vocals]
JUNK YARD KING IS RULING THE WASTE!! YEAH!
GIVING THE GALAXY A NEWER TASTE!! SO TASTY~
MAKING THE RHYTHM IN A HURRIED HASTE!! QUICK! QUICK!
THE MOTHERSHIP IS NEVER BEING REPLACED!! NEVER EVER~
[Outro]
(Audio: Clavinet fades into a mechanical clicking. Deep bass hums.)
(All Vocal Chorus: Crawling low voice) Junk-Yard-King... KING... KING...
(Female Lead: Ad-lib) It’s alive... all this metal... is alive~
(Spoken) Clean your ears. The garbage is singing.
(Audio: A final metallic clang and silence.)