----- LYRICS -----

What is love ?
Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more

Baby, don't hurt me, don't hurt me
No more
What is love?
Yeah

VERSE 1a
No, I don't know why you're not fair
I give you my love, but you don't care
So what is right and what is wrong?
Gimme a sign

VERSE 1b (Screamed)
I just want to be with you everyday
you are my soulmate, the only one I need
D'you love me ?

CHORUS
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more

SCREAM CHORUS
All I need is true love
Touch the stars up above
Let's spend our whole life together
Never stop to kiss me
Never stop hugging me
I wanna be with you forever

VERSE 2a
Oh, I don't know, what can I do?
What else can I say? It's up to you
I know we're one, just me and you
I can't go on

VERSE 2b (Screamed)
Never wake me up if this is a dream
I want you in my life forever and ever
Love, love, love, d'you love me ?

CHORUS
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more

SCREAM CHORUS
All I need is true love
Touch the stars up above
Let's spend our whole life together
Never stop to kiss me
Never stop hugging me
I wanna be with you forever

CHORUS
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more

BRIDGE
I want no other, no other lover
This is our life, our time
If we are together, I need you forever
Is it love?

CHORUS
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more

What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
What is love?

MOGUI - What is Love ? (Party Metal Version)

Spätstücken EP

дабуди

This timeless classic needed a paint job (and I need to use my mastering-credits before they expire).

Mastered using Soundcloud's "Aurora" preset at 60%.

Who Needs Tuned Instruments Anyways (REMASTERED)

The holy spirits work nine to five,
The party in hell rages 24/7
The lights are out and the saints are asleep,
So let's drop this bass and wake the heavens!

Burn!

We’re burning in hell, having a hell of a time,
Turning up the heat for a front row seat
Blowing the speakers, yeah,
Comin’ in hot,
No sins to pardon in this melting pot.

Let's throwdown bitches!

When I met Christ, he was full of passion,
Staring at me in my upside-down cross-shaped casket,
Smashing and bashing, head-banging and slashing
To the sound of seven trumpets playing Dawn of Ashes

He asked me why I didn’t follow the word of the lord,
He asked me why I threw my salvation away,
I said the stairway to heaven is a hell of a climb,
And the highway to hell takes half the time

The holy spirits work nine to five,
The party in hell rages 24/7
The lights are out and the saints are asleep,
So let's drop this bass and wake the heavens!

I’ve done dirty deeds and blew my seed,
Straight in the back door until I made it bleed
The golden key was sodomy
With not one, not two but a party of three.

Burn up in the underworld,
It’s a hot stewpot of sinners and scum,
The finger food is forbidden fruit,
And all the servers are prostitutes

Under the ceiling of sorrow, it’s a total bloodbath,
Around the floor of the pit is a fucking wall of death!

“If it’s true they can hear our screams from up there,
Then let’s scare the fucking hell out of heaven!”

Move!

The holy spirits work nine to five,
The party in hell rages 24/7
The lights are out and the saints are asleep,
So let's drop this bass and wake the heavens!

Go!

You’re at heaven’s door and you’re knock knock knockin?
I'm on Satan's floor and I'm mosh mosh moshin!

You’re praying and praying with your crucifix,
We’re dancing and dancing, shouting six six six!

You can keep all your saints,
And banish the rebels,
There’s a party in hell where we dance with the devil

Go!

I welcome you to death’s door,
Now get your ass on the dance floor,
I wanna see those hips sin even more,
Because in hell we don’t fear the Lord!

Now!

I welcome you to death’s door,
Now get your ass on the dance floor,
I wanna see those hips sin even more,
Because in hell we don’t fear the Lord!

Drop This Bass And Wake The Heavens

They asked me why would you desecrate this song,
I said this is how he’d wanted it all along,

If Beethoven was still here with us today,
He wouldn’t be a self-obsessed lunatic like Kanye

That crackpot said he’s “the greatest artist god has ever created”
Bitch, Beethoven's the greatest hit satan’s ever procreated!

You say Black Sabbath is the mother of metal,
Guess what? Beethoven is the motherfucker of metal

The Van Beet isn’t rolling in his grave,
He’s headbanging to these motherfucking sound waves
Every beat, every breakdown, every cymbal, every snare,
Every lyric that I scream or when I growl like a bear
He’s knockin out teeth in his castle in the air,
Hollering “I wanna see you motherfuckers mosh like you have free healthcare!”

Moooooooshh!!!!
Mosh! Mosh! Mosh! Mosh!

Mosh! Mosh! Mosh! Mosh!


When the lights go out and the show is over,
My boy B doesn’t like his ass to be sober
With a baton in one hand, and a bottle of Jäger in the other,
He orders his symphony to play his shit even louder,
He keeps drinkin and drinkin until the liquor is gone,
Then he rages and rages until the asscrack of dawn
He’s livin it up like the fresh prince of rhine-ruhr
And he’s kickin Patrick Swayze’s ass on the dance floor

Annit somethin' like,
Let’s rage!


Beethoven ain’t no bitch!
Beethoven ain’t no bitch, no!
Beethoven ain’t no bitch, no!
Beethoven ain’t no bitch, no!

Beethoven ain’t no aaaaa!

Beethoven ain’t no bitch!
Beethoven ain’t no bitch, no!
Beethoven ain’t no bitch, no!
Beethoven ain’t no bitch, no!

Beethoven ain’t no aaaaa!

Beethoven Ain't No B*tch (Hyundai Sonata)

(“Welcome to Taco Bell can I take your order?
Yeah lemme getta double tostada, three beef tacos two beef burritos extra beef anna side of beef
what kinda sauce do you want sir?
Uh, all of them?
Anything else?
Yeah a triple ultra mega cup of Mountain Dew Baja Blast
Your total is 8.25 enjoy
..Wait a minute”)

He forgot my fucking sauce!!!
I want my fucking sauce!!!
You forgot my goddamn sauce!!!
I wanna see your fucking boss!!!

I was sitting in the car with my Crunchwrap-Supreme
Verde sauce on my lips, having a wet dream
The sun disappeared as clouds fill the skies, 
Your shadowed face appears with your demon eyes,

Could it be?
Are you there?
Diablo sauce
Fills the air…

You sold your soul to the devil when you made that order,
Now he’s gonna get his way and its gonna be torture,

You’ll be droppin deuces hotter than cluster bombs
They go BOOM, BOOM, BOOM,
Just like Vietnam,

You gazed at me with you evil laugh and said,
“I’m gonna Mountain Dew Baja Blast your ass, bitch!”

Count your hours count your minutes, your little clock is ticking, 
Count your hours count your minutes, your little clock is
tick, tick tick tick… shhh…

(“Mountain Dew Baja ready to Blast in 5… 4… 3… 2…”)

Welcome to
TACO HELL

Welcome to
TACO HELL

Welcome to
TACO HELL

Welcome to
TACO HIEL!

Fuck me
What did I eeeeeeat?!
35 PERCENT Beeeeeeef?!
Oh, my, fucking, EEEEAAAAA

Is your heart still beating?
Is your nose still bleeding?
Has your life lost all meaning to the sound of your screaming,
Does every moment feel like a never ending grieving?
Are you tired of this pleading?
Do you want to stop feeling?

I fell for your lies,
And now you’re my demise,
You don’t wanna gratify,
You just agonize—

You agonize,
You terrorize,
You demonize
The body that I prize

Now you’ve taken me down,
You’ve brought me to my knees,
I’ve succumbed to the wickedness
Of your nacho cheese!

Blegh?

You felt so good, your taste on my lips
Going down, down, down, after every sip
But the very next morning, sitting on my hips
In the bathroom, you’ve caused a shit-apocalypse

And my ass is on fire, fire, fire,
My ass is on fire, fire, fire!

It’s the final stretch and I’m still alive,
I took a beating to the ass and I’m still alive,
Motherfuckers can’t stop me, bitch I’m still alive
Just one more push an I’m-

AAAAAAAAAAH

Help mee,
I’m begging you pleasee,
Make it stop pretty pleaseee,

(“Welcome to Taco Hell, where the air is fear and the water is tears,
everything you touch turns to 35% beef and your blood is Diablo sauce,
would you like to try our churros?”)

Mountain Dew Baja Blast My A**

If you have problems with substances,
Dial 911 and tell them you’re a bitch!

Drinking problem?
Drug issues?
Gambling debt,
Sniffing shoes?

Smoke some dank weed,
Put your baby in the front seat,
Fuck a seatbelt, that shit you don’t need,
Shoplift a bottle of whiskey.

Give a cigarette to a teen,
Get him addicted to nicotine,
Say something offensive to a minority,
And throw plastic into the sea.

Smoke that crack, yeah!
Buy some smack, bitch!
Steal money from your parents and pay a hooker to whack your sack, yeah!

Bad influence,
Go be a bad influence!
Bad influence,
Go be a bad influence!
Yeah!

Buy a gram of methamphetamine,
And a bag of ecstasy,
And some needles that are unclean,
And leave them in a playground by a tree.

Call your dealer and snort PCP,
Break into your neighbor’s house, steal their Jeep
As you speed down the street,
Until you’re dizzy and your nose bleeds.

And then prank call the police,
And say you dumped a body in the sea,
On your tax forms always cheat,
And fuck your job just oversleep.

Call your friends and throw a party,
Buy ten grams of ketamine,
Give them all to your brother pete,
Who’s only fifteen.

Call a hooker and blow your seed,
Without protection and inbreed,
With your first cousin Ashley,
Like they do in Tennessee.

Chug a bottle of benzopyrene,
And shoot up in a limousine,
Until you and your friends OD,
And your skin turns all green.

“You know, the best advice I ever got was from my uncle Jack just before he OD'd, he said, 'drugs aren’t the problem, it’s your attitude about the problem that are the drugs!'"

Smoke that crack, yeah!
Buy some smack, bitch!
Steal money from your parents and pay a hooker to whack your sack, yeah!

Bad influence,
Go be a bad influence!
Bad influence,
Go be a bad influence!
Yeah!

Don’t wear sunscreen,
Don’t be safe with gasoline,
Don’t get a master’s degree,
Don’t get enough sleep,
Don’t listen to nobody,
And don’t be role modeling!

You're here for a good time, not for a long time, right?
Whoever is with me, finish snorting that white,
Burn up that dust, shoot up that meth,
And open this pit for a wall of death!

"I want everyone side to fucking side, I want more blood on your faces than the last time you overdosed on Ritalin, are you ready?"

One. Two. Three. Go!

Smoke that crack, yeah!
Buy some smack, bitch!
Steal money from your parents and pay a hooker to whack your sack, yeah!

Bad influence,
Go be a bad influence!
Bad influence,
Go be a bad influence!
Yeah!

Smoke that crack, yeah!
Buy some smack, bitch!
Steal money from your parents and pay a hooker to whack your sack, yeah!

Bad influence,
Go be a bad influence!
Bad influence,
Go be a bad influence!
Yeah!

“Alright guys, I’m uh, I’m gonna go get high.”

Bad Influence

Hey, anyone hungry for a barbecue? Cause we’re having a saint’s dinner!

You barbecue just like Joan of Arc,
Joan of Arc, on a,
Joan of Arc on a cross,
Kebabing to a golden crisp.
Joan of Arc on a,
Joan of Arc on a cross.

If you choose to make sous-vide with me,
I will boil you internally,
Until it says 666 degrees
On the thermostat.

You were searching for a bathroom during an invasion,
The bridge went up without you
The French wouldn’t let you through,
The rebels made a wish,
And grilled you like a motherfucking fish.


You were captured not far from Calais and brought to the Bishop of Beauvais,
He took a look at your killstreak and said, “Let’s turn her into a buffet!”
Take this lady down to Rouen,
And get the charcoal going,
Grab some sauce get your spices
And let’s make some sacrifices!

You barbecue just like Joan of Arc,
Joan of Arc, on a,
Joan of Arc on a cross,
Kebabing to a golden crisp.
Joan of Arc on a,
Joan of Arc on a cross.

If you choose to make sous-vide with me,
I will boil you internally,
Until it says 666 degrees
On the thermostat.

The king didn’t lie,
When he said you’ll fry like rye
But before you say goodbye,
We need these flames to shoot up high.

Higher and higher,
I want more fire,
Higher and higher,
That’s not enough fucking fire!

When Pierre said, let’s have a toast,
They lit you up to roast,
France asked, hey were’s lady jones?
They said who? Oh she’s a ghost.

Joan of Arc,
Anarch,
Light her up when it gets dark,
Flick a spark,
And hail to the monarch!

You barbecue just like Joan of Arc,
Joan of Arc on a,
Joan of Arc on a cross,
Kebabing to a golden crisp.
Joan of Arc on a,
Joan of Arc on a cross.

If you choose to make sous-vide with me,
I will boil you internally,
Until it says 666 degrees
On the thermostat.

Joan of Arc,
A-R-C on a  motherfucking cross!
Throwdown like it's 1431 motherfuckers!

You barbecue just like Joan of Arc,
Joan of Arc, on a,
Joan of Arc on a cross,
Kebabing to a golden crisp.
Joan of Arc on a,
Joan of Arc on a motherfucking cross!

Joan of Arc on a,
Joan of Arc on a motherfucking cross!

Joan of Arc on a,
Joan of Arc on a motherfucking cross!

You Barbecue Like Joan Of Arc On A Cross [Feat. Painfully-British]

Hey dad, how do I be metal like you?
 Woke up at noon, pissed in a can,
Then buttchugged vodka with my Great Gram Gram,
Blacked out on whiskey, covered in tats,
Woke up metal and pet my cat!

I break my own bones just to hear them crack,
Spit on a cop to get my microphone back,
Got my ribs removed so I could lick my ballsack,
Then gave the IRS an anxiety attack!

Metal as fuck it’s the way we live,
Blood, sweat, and cats, it’s all we give,
Screaming loud, ripping bibles apart,
Metal as fuck, take a shit at Walmart!

Ripping the strings like they're a sinner's soul,
Chugging Jack and swallow yours whole.
What’s metal as fuck? Let’s break it down,
Here’s a list we’ll go down, then we’ll do a breakdown!

Punched a cow!
— That’s metal as fuck!
Torched a Toyota!
— That’s metal as fuck!
Saved a cat from a fire!
— That’s metal as fuck!
Learned German!
— That’s metal as fuck! 
Ate nails for breakfast!
— That’s metal as fuck!
Without any milk!
— That’s metal as fuck! 
Crashed the economy!
— That’s metal as fuck!
Met a guy from Bosnia
— That’s metal as fuck!
Covered my dick in hot sauce
— That’s metal as fuck!
Put pineapple on pizza
— That’s stupid as fuck!
Cooked crack
— That’s metal as fuck!
Touched some tits
— That, that, that’s metal as fuck!
Then I touched a dude’s dick
— That’s metal as fuck!
Read a book
— no, man, that’s not metal, that’s actually kinda lame. 
Then I burn the book!
— Oh that’s metal as fuck!
And then I pet a cat!
— That’s metal as fuck!

Metal as fuck it’s the way we live,
Blood, sweat, and cats, it’s all we give,
Screaming loud, punching holes in fine art, 
Metal as fuck, like Napoleon Bonaparte!

“Wait wait wait! We forgot to do the breakdown.”
“Oh right, uh, uhm okay, fuck it let’s just—“

Aaaaaa!
Aaaaaaaa!
Aaaaaaaaaaa!!

That’s metal as fuck!
Aaaaaaaa!
Get metal as fuck!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Buy a cat!
Aaaaaaaaaaa!
Have sex in a garbage truck!

 What’s metal as fuck? You wanna know?
I trained my cat how to shoot a crossbow
I headbanged so hard I dislocated my spine,
When I woke up from my coma I said it’s party time!

Party time
Metal sign
This divine
Bloodline
No sunshine,
No weak wine
No life line
No traffic sign
Economy class American Airlines
Moonshine
Lichenstein
Cyanide
Frankenstein
Amplified
Crucified
Declassified
Burger king with coleslaw on the side
Earthquake fault line
Interior design
Crosseyed
Cockeyed
Backside
Blindside, blindside
Liquified
Tomatoes with insecticide
You got the point let’s pet a cat!

I pet a cat!
That’s metal as fuck!
I jumped off a cliff!
That’s metal as fuck! 
I did a keg stand at my grandma’s wake!
That’s metal as fuck!
Then stole her car and drove it into a lake!
That’s metal as fuck!

That’s metal as fuck, fuck, fuck!
Find me tree to fuck, fuck, fuck!
Cause I love nature, flowers, and ducks!
And my indoor cat, who’s metal as fuck!
Metal, as fuck!

That’s metal as fuck!
That’s metal as fuck, fuck, fuck!
Find me tree to fuck, fuck, fuck!
Cause I love nature, flowers, and ducks!
And my indoor cat, who’s metal as fuck!
Metal-as-fuck!

That's Metal As Fuck

Promo of "Where You at Now?" recorded, mixed, and mastered at KAStout Studio.

Basic Morals - Where You at Now?

Chanson également disponible sur SPOTIFY :
https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/4rpfaD3sVK8hUGUIE4sKjN

--- Lyrics ---

Pourquoi la guerre au lieu de l'amour
Pourquoi se battre quand c'est mieux de s'aimer au grand jour
Un peu de sex-appeal dans ce monde qui part en vrille
Quand tu ondules sur le beat je sens mon cœur qui s'excite
Et ça fait Boum Boum Boum comme une bombe qui explose
Plutôt que s'faire la guerre c'est mieux quand c'est tout beau tout rose
Et ça fait Bang Bang Bang quand nos corps s'entrechoquent
On l'dit depuis la nuit des temps : Aimez-vous les uns les autres

Love ! I wanna have your love
Love is the only thing that we all need
Need you to love me
I want you to ride me
And never fight each others again

Love's the key let's set it free
Spreading love, making hearts beat
Share it around night and day
Love's the light that never fades away

Ce qui nous rend humain c'est le pouvoir d'aimer
Si tu distribues des pains la haine va te consumer
Je suis tombé fou amoureux la première fois que je l'ai vue
À présent tout ce que je veux c'est de pouvoir toucher son...

Coeur ! Toucher son coeur
À deux doigts d'la glissade... Mh

Si tu t'sens délaissé sache que tu n'es pas seul
Tu trouveras chaussure à ton pied, tu retrouveras ta bonne humeur
Tout le monde peut prétendre à l'amour, sauf si vous êtes un psychopathe
Ajoute du respect et de l'humour et t'auras la recette miracle

Love ! I wanna have your love
Love is the only thing that we all need
Need you to love me
I want you to ride me
And never fight each others again

Love's the key let's set it free
Spreading love, making hearts beat
Share it around night and day
Love's the light that never fades away

You're not alone
There is someone to share some love with you
Never foregone
If we all unite we'll make it through

"Oh j'ai si chaud"
Ouais c'est vrai qu'il fait pas froid ! Houla
"Oh tu es si sexy quand tu danses !"
Ah oui ? Oh... Euh... Bah merci
"La température monte !"
Oh s'il y avait que la température
"Oh vas-y"
Hein ? Oui
"Répands l'amour"
D'ACCORD

Mmh yeah ! Ouuh Yeah
Mmh mouais, mmh oh oui
Mmh yeah ! Ouuh Yeah
Mmh ok, mmh oh oui

Love love
Everyone needs to bang, bang
Come in my room to boom, boom
Take my hand and share love, love
You will feel better
Uh
Follow us and swing swing
The world will hear our call, call
No matter who you are, are
Never stop to spread love

Gimme your love
Come with me and spread the love
Instead of weapons, spend your money in condoms

SPREAD THE LOVE

Mogui est un auteur compositeur interprète Français. Il compose de la musique de film mais également du Rock et du Metal, tant en français qu'en Anglais pour ses projets personnels.
Premier claviériste/compositeur et fondateur du groupe de Power Metal Mélodique Silent Fall (ex-Winterland), il joue aussi bien du piano, que de la guitare et de la batterie.
Son premier EP, intitulé "Echoes", sorti en 2024, intègre ses 5 premiers titres allant du Pop Rock au Party Metal en passant par le Pop Punk, dont certains sont très plébiscités par sa fanbase.
Aujourd'hui, il s'apprête à sortir son 2ème 5 titres qui s'intitulera "...of Heaven", et se concentrera plus sur des chansons Party Metal, sans oublier les bases qui font ses sonorités, ni la perspective d'une évolution future.

Documenting the progress of Rhys Lloyd's musical endeavours.

Photos by Tom Linardatos

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