Full Wikipedia article: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manu_Chao
Discography
Clandestino (1998)
Próxima Estación: Esperanza (2001)
Radio Bemba Sound System (2002)
Sibérie m'était contéee (2004)
La Radiolina (2007)
Baionarena (2008)
King of the Bongo Bong
Manu Chao Lyrics
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Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in the jungle
I started bangin' my first bongo
Every monkey like to be
In my place instead of me
'Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby
I went to the big town
Where there is a lot of sound
From the jungle to the city
Looking for a bigger crown
So I play my boogie
For the people of big city
But they don't go crazy
When I'm bangin' in my boogie
I'm the "king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
Nobody like to be in my place instead of me
'Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie
I'm a king without a crown
Hanging loose in a big town
But I'm the king of bongo, baby
I'm the king of bongo bong
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come, baby
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come
They say that I'm a clown
Making too much dirty sound
They say there is no place for little monkey in this town
Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me
'Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie
I'm the
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come, baby
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come
Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me
I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me
I'm a king without a crown
Hanging loose in a big town
I'm the king of bongo, baby
I'm the king of bongo bong
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come, baby
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come
Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in the jungle
I start bangin' my first bongo
Every monkey like to be
In my place instead of me
'Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby
I'm the king of bongo bong
Hear me when I come
Hear me when I come, baby
Hear me when I come
The lyrics to Manu Chao's song "King of the Bongo Bong" depict a story of a person discovering their musical talents at a young age through playing the bongo in the jungle. The singer's parents were musical figures, with his mother being the queen of the mambo and his father being the king of the Congo. The singer's talent on the bongo surpasses that of all the other animals in the jungle and he becomes known as the king of the bongo. However, the singer decides to leave the jungle and go to the big city to seek greater recognition and glory for his musical talent. Despite his best efforts, he is not well-received in the city, with some calling him a clown or telling him there is no place for a "little monkey" like him in the city. The singer declares himself the king of bongo, hanging loose in the big town without a crown.
The song is a commentary on the difficulty for artists to achieve success, even when they possess great talent. The singer's journey from the jungle to the city represents the search for greater recognition and fame. However, the singer is ultimately rejected in the big city despite his talents, suggesting that success is not necessarily tied to talent alone. The repeated refrain of "Hear me when I come" emphasizes the singer's desire to simply be heard and appreciated for his art.
Line by Line Meaning
Mama was queen of the mambo
My mother was a skilled dancer
Papa was king of the Congo
My father had power and influence in the African region of Congo
Deep down in the jungle
In a remote part of the jungle
I started bangin' my first bongo
I began playing the bongo drums
Every monkey like to be
All monkeys would prefer to be
In my place instead of me
In my position of power and influence
'Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby
Because I hold the title and status of 'king of bongo'
I'm the king of bongo bong
I am the ruler and authority of bongo music
I went to the big town
I traveled to the city
Where there is a lot of sound
Where there is a bustling and noisy environment
From the jungle to the city
From a remote and natural setting to a more urban and artificial one
Looking for a bigger crown
In search of greater fame and success
So I play my boogie
I perform my music
For the people of big city
For the urban audience
But they don't go crazy
However, they don't get excited or enthusiastic
When I'm bangin' in my boogie
When I'm playing my music
Nobody like to be in my place instead of me
No one desires or envies my position of power and influence
'Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie
Because no one gets excited or enthusiastic when I perform my music
I'm a king without a crown
I hold a position of power and influence, but not in the traditional sense
Hanging loose in a big town
Living freely and casually in the city
They say that I'm a clown
Some people criticize me and view me as a joke
Making too much dirty sound
Playing music that is considered low or unsophisticated
They say there is no place for little monkey in this town
Some people believe that someone like me, with my background and style of music, does not belong or fit in the city
Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me
Through playing my music, I own and control the rhythm and energy that everyone experiences
I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me
I'm content and satisfied with my position of power and influence, and wouldn't want anyone else to have it
Hear me when I come
Listen to me and take notice when I arrive
Hear me when I come, baby
Listen to me when I'm performing
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: MANUEL CHAO
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@billyrocka7797
Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in a jungle
I started banging my first bongo
Every monkey like to be
In my place instead of me
'Cause I'm the king of Bongo, baby
I'm the king of Bongo Bong
I went to the big town
Where there is a lot of sound
From the jungle to the city
Looking for a bigger crown
So I play my Boogie
For the people of big city
But they don't go crazy
When I'm banging all my boogie
I'm the
Hear me when I come, baby
(King of the Bongo)
(King of the Bongo Bong)
Nobody likes to be
In my place instead of me
'Cause nobody go crazy
When I'm banging on my boogie
I'm a king without a crown
Hanging loose in a big town
But I'm the king of Bongo, baby
I'm the king of Bongo Bong
Hear me when I come, baby
(King of the Bongo)
(King of the Bongo Bong)
Hear me when I come
They said that I'm a clown
Making too much dirty sound
They said there is no place
For little monkey in this town
Nobody liked to be
In my place instead of me
'Cause nobody go crazy
When I'm banging on my boogie
I'm the
Hear me when I come, baby
(King of the Bongo)
(King of the Bongo Bong)
Hear me when I come
Banging on my bongo
All that swing belongs to me
I'm so happy there's nobody
In my place instead of me
I'm a king without a crown
Hanging loose in a big town
I'm the king of Bongo, baby
I'm the king of Bongo Bong
King of the Bongo bong)
Hear me when I come, baby
(King of the Bongo)
(King of the Bongo Bong)
Hear me when I come
Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in a jungle
I started banging my first bongo
Every monkey like to be
In my place instead of me
'Cause I'm the king of Bongo, baby
I'm the king of Bongo Bong
Hear me when I come
Hear me when I come, baby
(King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong)
Hear me when I come
@toployonestin
@Juan Jose Viadero Rivas
Je ne t'aime plus
Mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus
Tous les jours
Parfois j'aimerais mourir
Tellement j'ai voulu croire
Parfois j'aimerais mourir
Pour ne plus rien avoir
Parfois j'aimerais mourir
Pour plus jamais te voir
Je ne j'aime plus
Mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus
Tous les jours
Parfois j'aimerais mourir
Tellement Y'a plus d'espoir
Parfois j'aimerais mourir
Pour plus jamais te revoir
Parfois j'aimeris mourir
Pour ne plus rien savoir
Je ne t'aime plus
Mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus
Tous les jours...
@thevilwoman3234
qué genial leer comentarios en inglés, español, portugués, francés esto me deja claro que la música y el amor son un lenguaje universal, buenas vibras al que lea esto 💚
@clintstewart5545
Português !!!
@andrevictor1287
Brasilll
@jeffersonbarbosa8443
a musica dele e boa no mundo todo
@falak204
la vrdd
@marinahferreira5299
🇧🇷🇧🇷
@samolitheerd
I remember me and my family on our trips to distant places of our country and this song playing in dozens of others. I don't know why, but this biiing sound is one of the most nostalgic sounds in my life
@saharmartinez6253
yesss! This album was the album of all my family road trips as well haha
@TheRealOneJtR
Sounds a lil bit similiar like spongebob haha
@akahige8967
yeah it was everywhere. mtv went nuts with it. i hated it, i was a 12yo kid looking into british rock and this felt like absolute crap to me. hearing it again is so goddamn nostalgic. and yes, i don't hate it now. it's not my cup of tea, but it's a good song.