Song by ; Joko, Lyrics by Anto & Joko, Produced by ; Budi


It’s a holiday
In a Pancake winter 
Holiday
a tanned heart kissed by dare  
I've lost the feeling
Holiday

Rain soaked the highway
What a day to drive away
It's not right to feel sad
On a holiday

A bourbon fueled by flame
where's the motorway?
on holiday

black are the corners
what a night to sail away
and it's not right, to feel bad
On a holiday



Sal's Holiday

Song by ; Joko, Lyrics by ; Anto & Joko, Produced by ; Budi


Carousel carnival
Spinning round lights running
On the wheel, in motion 
I spit my luck
In a carousel we feel

Carousel evil knievel
Won't stop till the morning dawns
In a speed of light
I saw that life, ain't easy on each stride 
For real

Carousel
So real



Carousel

Song by ; Joko, Lyrics by ; Anto, Produced by ; Budi


It's fixture 12
we're playing away
Come get your glove boys
Stroke it all away

There goes my city
Iron-clad and alive 
Subways burning 
with orange blue and white 

Back to the street
to the beat of our sunken fleet
Here comes Keith, hands on fire 
Watch he swing, rip apart the center-field

Blocking borders
Turbulent times 
Pay your respect to the wall
in a hope for a better life 

Back to the street
to the beat of our sunken fleet
Hear it cries, bases are full 
Getting closer to the open-field

Let's hit the road
Homeward bound to Fortuna's arms
Out of luck, full of spite
lousy jams, meet again on seasons end 



Derby Days

Song by ; Joko, Lyrics by Anto & Joko, Produced by ; Budi



Driving in the evening
Tuned into a sweet thing
If you want
It goes around, head-first into a pool 

Baby don’t you know that slow motion has tricked the world
The ship has sailed and it won't change our way
Baby don’t you know we got another chance to keel
Everyone got something to lose 

Painless move I'm reeling
of how it dies and churning
like.. we want
spread around on bars, move away and watch it dies


Baby don’t you know that slow motion has tricked the world
The ship has sailed and it won't change our way
Baby don’t you know we got another chance to keel
Everyone got something to lose 
 

Baby don’t you know that slow motion has tricked the world
As seconds dies and live another day
Baby don’t you know we got another chance to keel
The ship has sailed and it won't change my...


Elaine

Song by ; Joko, Lyrics by Anto & Joko, Produced by ; Budi


Green grass green grass
Sweet taste in the thin air
I'm drunk on tar 
Another kind of fun 
A taunting amusement
I bet you couldn’t feel the thrill

Wake me up 
When neon lights are burnin'
Basement hacks, the sort of crowd we jam  
Get on Bill, motors running 
Aglow, arise 
Primed, to fly  

Getting by
For a while
Blue Lake Pines. 
Too close

too soon
pass on 
It feels right. 

Take me to  the rapture, with glitters and jazz 
punctured bones, a sacred throne it hangs 
Hop on,  the wheels in motion 
we unite, in dust
to propel, and dance 

Home-made pies
sordid eyes
Way up high
hang low

downtown
machine
pass it on

Pass it bud, a foreboding sense of pride...




New Orleans

MUTOMBO IS BUTCHERING YOUR LOCAL FAVORITES

EPS. 1 ; SULLEN by BAREFOOD

Recorded from one of our rehearsal sessions, we decided to upload this cheap-skate and decrepit rendition of one of the sweetest song, from one of the best and our personal favorite band in town. 

The lyric is uh.. improvised at some parts. We are very sorry about our lousy memory and our general laziness to do a proper version. But nevertheless, this is absolutely from the heart. Luv U Barefood <3 

Sullen (Barefood cover)

Taken from WORDS ARE INSUFFICIENT TO EXPRESS THE AMOUNT I ADORE YOU, A Split by Arc Yellow and Mutombo.

Available on Record Store Day 2016

AUTUMN (Song by Joko, Lyrics by Joko & Anto, Produced by Budi)

Fallen leaves Hits my eyes
Brown and dry, Breeze of a wish

I can't feel the heat of the sun
Mine unfold, In a boredom suitcase

Let's grab a gear and shift
It won't make sense to you anyhow
Welcome to the stage, aligned by chalks
I had to tell you we might drown as well in a lake

Fallen leaves.. Hits my eyes
Brown and dry

I can't feel the heat of the sun
Swept and gone, under the rug

I guess I'd rather stay 
It won't make sense to you anyhow
Pretend I'd give a damn, it won't do time 
I had to tell you we might drown as well in a lake


Autumn

You thought we were dead weren't you? 

Well, we still are, and we wrote this one from the afterlife.

Expect nothing much, this might lead to something, might be not, it might be tomorrow, next week, or 10 years from now. You expect consistency from a band that only lasted for 4 months and disband after one show? You're stupid.

Ciao, see you when we see you.

Your loving fiends
-Joko, Anto, Budi

WOODS

She's an outdoor type
Hillbilly hills
River-sea diver
She's an outdoor type

Into the woods
You might find her
Belong to the nature
For an adventure

Into the woods
She sleeps her head
Beneath the tip
Tip of the grass

But she hates butterflies
Oh she hates butterflies
And she's an outdoor type
For good grief sake

Woods

Disbanded for good.
CONTACT : mutombobo@gmail.com
Free- download Dreadfully Yours EP  on our Bandcamp ; https://mutombo.bandcamp.com/album/dreadfully-yours

Formed in very late 2015. Hailing from our undying love for 90s indie-rock giants ( such as Pavement, Yo La Tengo, and Guided By Voices.), our fascination of professional sports team and competition, and our general ethos of "win big (menang banyak) or go home (which is nice, home is always nice, we're sleepyheads), We present ; Mutombo, Jakarta's stickiest, most lackadaisical band.

Mutombo are :

Joko Wiryawan (Guitar)
Anto F. Rachman (Vocal, Bass)
Budi Triyadi (Drum)


We're just recorded our first EP ; Dreadfully Yours. All free for you to stream. Recorded live and hastily, with no metronome shit. We're broke as hell.


MUTOMBO

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