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MOFO

by Estelle Kokot

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    MOFO was recorded live by Jonathan Eato at York University in November 2018

    Estelle Kokot Piano and Vocals
    Songs written arranged and composed by Estelle Kokot
    Mixed and mastered by Jonathan Eato
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1.
Kublai Khan 05:48
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Kublai Khan You were born holding your mother’s blood You became the ruler of the universe Worshipped the eternal blue-sky flag There is fire sun moon earth water yin and yang You are Chinggis not Genghis Khan Sixteen million have your genes Millions more square miles were yours Forty million people killed So the forest reclaimed the land Manmade global cooling Khan Marco Polo You heard voices in your head In the Gobi on the silk road From Venice to Sumatra To Shangdu The great poet wrote of your sunless sea Does the river still flow blue from Xanadu? You are Kublai not Kubla Khan Cutting tax helped you win wars Southern China you kept poor Kamikaze winded you Sediment of your silver mine At the bottom of Lake Erhai Marco Polo You heard voices in your head In the Gobi on the silk road From Venice through Sumatra To Shangdu Sixteen million have your genes Millions more square miles were yours Forty million people killed So the forest reclaimed the land Manmade global cooling Khan
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Meal Online For One 05:27
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Meal Online For One I’m waiting for my future love who might or may never be Five loaves and two fish did not feed five thousand He’s lived our life together on repeat on demand Asks himself daily if he should be moving out Crumbs and bones, knife and fork if you must Just keep on stirring that meal made for one made for us Pot and the kettle and the sheep why call them black? Sticks stones and stories a meal for one made for us Said if my lips were a job, they’d be employed full time What are you waiting for come on and pay me in kind Love slapped me in the face then I turned the other cheek Do you still miss me even though we don’t speak? Crumbs and bones, knife and fork if you must Just keep on stirring that meal made for one made for us Pot and the kettle and the sheep why call them black? Sticks stones and stories a meal for one made for us You rushed me some lines about the moon and the sky Lying on our backs while time flies by I’m counting all the clichés thanking no lucky stars Smoke in your mirror and ash on the ground Crumbs and bones, knife and fork if you must Just keep on stirring that meal made for one made for us Pot and the kettle and the sheep why call them black? Sticks stones and stories a meal for one made for us
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Hash Tagged 07:36
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Hash Tagged Tag me whatever but I won’t be your hash whore He’s so not out there he’s back indoors She’s no lady madam sidekick crazy Making me the fluffer in this game This is all about your biggest baddest unrequited bigot love And you won’t have a bad thing said about your biggest baddest love She won’t have a bad thing said about her biggest baddest bigot love When we say no - no means no No means no No means no No means no He’s had more than he can remember A mother daughter scene this is his thing Back In your corner you no Jack Horner On demand press play, blow yourself away This is all about your biggest baddest unrequited bigot love And you won’t have a bad thing said about your biggest baddest love She won’t have a bad thing said about her biggest baddest bigot love When we say no - no means no No means no No means no No means no Backed up your rocket plugged into your socket You think we’re all weird when we say no Don’t you know that no means no? This is all about your biggest baddest unrequited bigot love And you won’t have a bad thing said about your biggest baddest love She won’t have a bad thing said about her biggest baddest bigot love When we say no - no means no No means no No means no No means no
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The Longest War 06:00
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The Longest War Picking every poppy in the field You are their smoking gun There’s a hotel in Jalalabad It’s called The White House A tailor in old Kabul Makes cashmere coats Embroidered with golden crescent thread The lines on his face trace patterns like dust On his feet on the road on the map They call it The Longest War The video shows you are under the bridge in Afghanistan No document no ID under the bridge in Afghanistan Seeds are sown pretty flowers have grown Harvest hallucination Tell me who is buying all those drugs Will you be getting some Near the foothills of the mountains landmines buried deep The local bazaar in Zaranj sells your fix While the world wide banks dry clean your debt They call it The Longest War The video shows you are under the bridge in Afghanistan No document no ID under the bridge in Afghanistan No document no ID Under the bridge under the bridge under the bridge No document no ID Under the bridge under the bridge under the bridge No document no ID Under the bridge under the bridge under the bridge
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The Israelites 09:37
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The Israelites There’s the A bomb Then there’s the H bomb Then there’s the Mother of all bombs Zion packed off to Orion Undo your belt and swing Swing Oh the Israelites travelled far Oh the Israelites travelled wide Through the eye of the needle While the kites fly overhead Poseidon surfed your turf No Abraham No Goliath No chosen man No chosen woman No man’s land… Homer didn’t challenge the giant With the bronze club But what’s with the golden calf? There’s the A bomb Then there’s the H bomb Then there’s the Mother of all bombs Zion packed off to Orion Undo your belt and swing Swing Snakes and Ladders Jacob’s game Philistine Palestine Grow some wings God says to Job and fly Watch the biggest dipper rise No Abraham No Goliath No chosen man No chosen woman No man’s land… Homer didn’t challenge the giant With the bronze club But what’s with the golden calf?
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Dear Artist 06:01
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Dear Artist You don’t want to be Picasso you won’t try to be Matisse You’re no Dali on helium but you’re getting there Pissing on parade and scent marking friends and strangers too you’ll still be bringing in those half jacks in your next life Is that a gin or a whiskey in the jar Is that a gin or a whiskey in the jar Is that a gin or a whiskey in the jar on the bar Lift the slab fix the cracks don’t go back Lift up the slab fix the cracks don’t go back Lift up the lab fix the cracks don’t go back Just let go On and on about nothing like it’s everything we need to know Called your ex-escort lover Machiavellian You were a random distraction obstructing my scene The kissing was ok but you’re just not for me Is that a gin or a whiskey in the jar Is that a gin or a whiskey in the jar Is that a gin or a whiskey in the jar on the bar Lift the slab fix the cracks don’t go back Lift up the slab fix the cracks don’t go back Lift up the lab fix the cracks don’t go back Just let go Is that a gin or a whiskey in the jar Is that a gin or a whiskey in the jar Is that a gin or a whiskey in the jar on the bar
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Serial Killer 05:53
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Serial Killer He was killing for fun But he blamed it on his mum He said it’s post traumatic childhood Stress release Why were you killing for fun? Why did you blame your mum? There’s no devil in the detail Now she’s dead You never blew your own horn While you were messing in your dorm No-one knew how much you played with yourself| Cut up the family pet Killed your gran Shot grandpa stone cold dead What you eat or drink for breakfast Doesn’t mean you will become A serial killer Deep inside your head there Lies a trigger That makes you A serial killer Weighed thirteen pounds at birth Became a six-foot nine man Your mum was always scared That you would turn out gay You killed campus girls Chopped off their heads and hands Took the bodies home for storage And for sex You never blew your own horn While you were messing in your dorm No-one knew how much you played with yourself| Cut up the family pet Killed your gran Shot grandpa stone cold dead What you eat or drink for breakfast Doesn’t mean you will become A serial killer Deep inside your head there Lies a trigger That makes you A serial killer You were known as Big Ed By the Santa Cruz police You confessed now you’re the killer Called Co Ed To be tortured to death Is what you wanted at best Eight concurrent life sentences Instead You never blew your own horn While you were messing in your dorm No-one knew how much you played with yourself| Cut up the family pet Killed your gran Shot grandpa stone cold dead What you eat or drink for breakfast Doesn’t mean you will become A serial killer Deep inside your head there Lies a trigger That makes you A serial killer

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released November 6, 2021

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Estelle Kokot London, UK

London born South African Singer-Songwriter Pianist based in the U.K.

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