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Slow Down

by The Madcaps

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1.
It was 2 am when you stepped inside Then I caught you dance room floor I said no no man, not this time, Let me show you the door Get out of here Get out of my sight Go drink your beer Somewhere else tonight No you ain’t no friend of mine You’d better go away and let it be I can’t take it When are you gonna quit? Go, leave me alone No means no, so walk back home But you never were invited You’re such a drag, you’ll always be No you ain’t no friend of mine You’re all so pushy Trying to plead your case There’s nothing you won’t do You’re all so clingy, Like a leech to my place You’re so much worse than glue Get out of here Get out of my sight Go drink your beer Somewhere else tonight No you ain’t no friend of mine You’d better go away and let it be
2.
Come 03:49
Oh wha wha whawhawhat what can I do To get your attention to be with you I ain't got nothing but this song I've been on the road for too long There so many things to say But mostly to do Oh who who whowhowho who are you babe I'd love to get to know, to know your name Please don't feel the wrong way Don't you see you brightened my day You gotta tell me girl, you gotta tell me your name I'd like to come To come inside your mind To see what I can find So I can make you mine I'd like you to come Right over my place Right over my face And I'll be yours alright Oh whe whe whewhewhere where will you go When all the people's gone after the show I hope you'll stick around, I hope you won't let me down Oh baby baby please don't leave, baby please no I'd like to come To come inside your mind To see what I can find So I can make you mine I'd like you to come Right over my place Right over my face And I'll be yours alright I'd like to come tonight I'd like to come tonight ad lib
3.
She's So Hot 03:02
I know her love is trouble She’s a poisonous gal And though I might see double I would like to try She’s luscious, she’s foxy She causes public scenes She’s dynamite, she’s TNT From the Poison Ivy League She’s so hot She’s a 10, I’m a 5 She’s so hot She could burn me alive No it ain’t pneumonia The fever or the flu I suffer from amnesia Like there’s no other I ever knew She didn’t need no gypsy No potion number 9 To make me feel so dizzy To wanna make her mine She’s so hot She’s a 10, I’m a 5 She’s so hot She could burn me alive
4.
Fair Enough 02:21
So you’re saying I’m going too far On the road with my guitar Smoking all day and playing ’til the end of the night But if you can’t get used to it I suggest you to take your shit Pack your things baby it’s about to go wild Cause I’m in love with rock’n’roll iI’s in my body it’s in my soul This is who I am so get it or get out of my sight I’m getting tired of our endless fights You’re blaming me but you should know love bites This has nothing to do with me being a « child" Cause I’m in love with rock’n’roll It’s in my body it’s in my soul This is who I am so get it or get out of my sight No money no future, nobody to tell me No money no future, nobody to tell me what’s right
5.
Mister D. was an office clerk Who filed, stamped and typed When it was sunny, he walked to work Under his bowler hat He was all quiet and ordinary Until one night he found out He had quite an unusual ability Nothing you’d ever heard about He could walk through walls And it didn’t even itch He was a lone wolf The price of his gift Short spoken was Mr L his boss With his brush cut moustache Had decided to make Mr D’s life tough And moved him to a cubbyhole shack He was never happy and would always complain About Mr D’s work which drove him insane So D passed his head through the next door partition Scared the hell out of his boss to teach him a lesson Then Mister D took the game to another level Every night he’d rob banks but the playful devil Always left a note written in cursive bright red With his moniker on so the word would spread His theft every morning would be front page news The readers loved him, the police had no clues So he decided to get himself willingly caught To prison he was sent, in a secured cell block He could walk through walls Stone, wood or brick None was impregnable Not even concrete He’s the walker, the walker through walls The thickness of the prison wall was for him a real treat Told the warden he’d be gone, out at eleven on the street He was now in disguise and nobody could tell, Then a married girl he met, both in love they fell He said that he would be at her place tonight Even if her husband had her locked inside Mr D. got in and loved her till dawn But on his way out he remained stuck in the wall
6.
Slow Down 03:42
Baby slow down Take it easy We got all the time in the world Baby slow down Take it easy Or else I’m gonna find another girl You know time is money But I’m broke as a joke So if you feel that you need some change I’m not that kind of bloke Baby you’re hot But you’re better stay cool Cause I do not like to be treated like a fool You can blame for the weed And being off the radar But you know I don’t do speed Not even in my car You keep on tightening the screws But this is not a drill I might be getting the blues If you never ever chill
7.
You say hot, I say cold You say silver And I say gold You say high, I say low Nothing’s right as far as I know If we never stop, never stop to fight I might stick around for a little while Cause this little dance might be worth a ride One step forward, two steps back Three on the side and we’re back on the track You wanna quit, I wanna try You wanna laugh and I want to cry You wanna leave and I wanna stay You wanna to sleep and I want to play When are we ever gonna end this fight? You say black, I say white You say day, And I say night you say drop, I say hold Will we be together when we get old If we never stop, never stop to fight? I might stick around for a little while Cause this little dance might be worth a ride One step forward, two steps back Three on the side and we’re back on the track
8.
Chill Pants 03:10
9.
Hold On 03:14
There’s a call on the phone And you’ve never seen this number But the sound of the tone Has a different feel and color Cause it was you on the other end of the line Wanting to give yourself a piece of mind Hold on to your soul Hold on to your own heart Hold on to your soul Hold on to what you’ve got Cause you’ll always get People slowing your steps Dragging you down So stay true to you Try to be through and through Or you’ll drown There’s a knock at the door, you’ve heard it before How could it be? The groove of the knock, the steps of the walk Now you see Yes, it was you traveling back in time Wanting to give yourself some advice Hold on to your soul Hold on to your own heart Hold on to your soul Hold on to what you’ve got Cause you’ll always get People slowing your steps Dragging you down So stay true to you Try to be through and through Or you’ll drown
10.
Half the day is gone as I get out of bed In the mirror I look to see the living dead Feels like wool in my mouth and I’m dry as dirt My heart is heavy and my head hurts Oh boy, I got the lost morning blues Last night is a dotted line And I can’t fill the blanks All my money’s gone, ain’t got nothing left The sole robber I am of my very own theft Bottles, ashes, records scattered on the floor The liquor that once flowed, now's coming out of my pores Oh boy, I got the lost morning blues Last night is a dotted line And I can’t fill the blanks It’s so quiet out But my mind’s in a haze It’s so quiet out I’m confused and dazed
11.
Devil Money 03:17
How do you feel About you spending what's left Of your parents money Oh my brother come on You may be angry at yourself You may feel you don't get anything done Oh you know a day will come When you'll spend every coin Trying to get a life Most only dream about, oh come on On this day you'll want To hang yourself with your guts And I'll be laughing I'll be cheering, I'm The devil money I'll be waiting for the end of the month But things will sure get better Bread will sure get buttered You'll by yourself some credit For feeling good about it, come on You may think you're cool You may feel now you get things done On this day you'll want To hang yourself with your guts And I'll be laughing I'll be cheering, I'm The devil money I'll be waiting for the end of the month

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Recorded & mixed by Christophe Chavanon at Kerwax Studio in October 2016. Mastered by Marlon Soufflet.
Out on Vinyl & CD on Howlin Banana Records - Beast Records - Bickerton Records - March 31st 2017

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released March 31, 2017

The Madcaps are:
Leo Le Roux: Drums & Percussion
Wenceslas Carrieu: Bass, Vocals on #4
Bastien Bruneau Larche: Lead Guitar, Keys, Vocals on #2, 8, 11
Thomas Dahyot: Rhythm Guitar, Percussion & Vocals on #1, 3, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10

Featuring The Horny Fours on #1, 6, 7, 8:
Simon Latouche: Trombone
Clément Lemennicier: Trumpet
Lucas Pinabel: Tenor Saxophone
Alexandre Armand: Baritone Saxophone

All songs by The Madcaps
Cover Pictures by Titouan Massé
Layout & design by Etienne Motais de Narbonne

We'd like to dedicate this album to Miss Sharon Lafaye Jones (1956 - 2016), as she truly influenced us to a groovier way.

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