Thomas and a couple of friends started another band, now called "De Dype". Butthole Surfers, Sonic Youth, poop, Nietzsche and provocation was what they cared about. Their first concert was in the basement of Chateau Neuf, the Cirkus. They appeared drunk on-stage, none of the guitars were tuned, and they forgot the fuzzpedals, so the guitars sounded like violins. The point was to show the students at the party that they didn't give a fuck about them. The arrangers at last kicked them out.
Then, Turbonegro became a topic.
It wasn't worse than Pål Bøttger Kjærnes (Pål Pot Pamparius) screaming out aloud: "Hey, let's put a new band together! What shall the band name be?" Pål suggests Mindburger. Another suggests Nazipenis (which later ended up as a name of the band's tribute band). But suddenly Pål remembers a tag he had seen under a bridge in Finstad, Ski. Turboneger (Turbonegro in english). Founding member Thomas Seltzer once said, "A turbonegro is a large, well-equipped, armed black male in a fast car, out for vengeance. We are his prophets."
The six original Turbonegros were now: Thomas Seltzer, bass (Happy-Tom), Pål Bøttger Kjærnes, guitarist (Pål Pot Pamparius), Rune Grønn, guitarist (Rune Rebellion), Vegard Heskestad, guitarist, Pål Erik Carlin, vocals and Tor-Kristian Jenssen, drums (TK). Their first concert was in Copenhagen, Denmark, in 1989. They smoked pot, drank beer and watched adult movies. The concert became a success for them.
Some months after the success in Denmark, they decided to make a record, "Route Zero", including songs: "Route Zero" and "I Want You Right Now", a cover by MC5. (TK, the drummer, plays a solo on guitar on the MC5-song, and they see that TK is a far better guitarist than the other guitarists). For the cover art, they pick a picture from the cult-horror movie "Basket Case". The vinyl is pink. The band name is shorten to TRBNGR.
Later they made another record, the EP "Turboloid" with no success from the reviews.
Their final band consists of: Hans-Erik Dyvik Husby, vocals (Hank Von Helvete), Thomas Seltzer, bass (Happy-Tom), Rune Grønn, guitar (Rune Rebellion), Pål Bøttger Kjærnes, percussion & piano (Pål Pot Pamparius), Knut Schreiner, lead guitar (Euroboy) and Christer Engen, drums (Chris Summers).
Their fan club is called The Turbojugend. This first 'chapter' of the club began in St Pauli, Hamburg, Germany, with later chapters appearing throughout the world.
Following their "final" tour, in 1998 singer Hank Von Hell (Hank Von Helvete in Norwegian) underwent treatment for heroin dependency. The group disbanded, with Von Helvete returning to his childhood town in Lofoten in northern Norway where he worked at a radio station, Moskenes-radioen, where he soon became their entertainer. He also worked as a guide on a fishing museum.
In 2002 the members met to discuss possibly regrouping and touring. Following practice sessions they recorded their comeback album, "Scandinavian Leather", and followed this with an extensive worldwide tour.
In 2005 they recorded their follow-up album, Party Animals.
In 2007 they released their latest album entitled Retox [11th June 2007].
On July 9th 2010, it was announced in Norwegian newspapers that Hank has left the band. Bassist Happy-Tom says this is the end for Turbonegro as a band.
June 2011 Turbonegro have called upon old friend, legendary Londoner and former Dukes Of Nothing frontman Tony Sylvester to step in as their new vocalist. Sylvester performed his first show as a Turbonegro at the Turbojugend World Days in Hamburg, Germany on July 15th. It has also been stated that Turbonegro is currently working on their new upcoming album with Tony.
Albums:
Turboloid (EP)(1990)
Hot Cars and Spent Contraceptives (1992)
Helta Skelta (1993)
Never Is Forever (1994)
Ass Cobra (1996)
Apocalypse Dudes (1998)
Darkness Forever! (live) (1999)
Love It to Deathpunk - The life & Times of Turbonegro (2001)
Scandinavian Leather (2003)
Party Animals (2005)
Retox (2007)
Don't Say Motherfucker Motherfucker
Turbonegro Lyrics
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Don't need no funky lube
You wanna deal? I wanna snitch
Such a wild-ass bitch
But you can't touch this
So, don't say motherfucker, motherfucker
Don't wipe your sole on the curb
Li'l puppy needs a guiding hand
Don't need no vintage tits
Don't need no tight ass lips
You wanna thrill? You gotta learn
Better step back as the deathpunk burns
They say that rats ain't got no friends
They say that stink will never end
Gimme that dirty food
Gimme that angel's lude
You wanna rock? You gotta roll
Washing your gold in a toilet bowl.
So, don't say motherfucker, motherfucker
Don't wipe your sole on the curb
Li'l puppy needs a guiding hand
To rub your face in the turd
Don't say motherfucker, motherfucker
Don't spend it all in one place
Li'l puppy need a helping foot
To kick the sand in your face
Just don't say it
In the song "Don't Say Motherfucker Motherfucker" by Turbonegro, the band expresses their disdain towards the culture of materialism and the objectification of women prevalent in society. The lyrics imply that one does not need expensive possessions or sexual aids to live a fulfilling life. The line "Such a wild-ass bitch, but you can't touch this" suggests that women should not be seen as objects to be possessed or conquered.
The song also criticizes those who think they are better than others, demonstrated by the line "Li'l puppy needs a guiding hand, to rub your face in the turd." This can be interpreted as a critique of the belief that some people are superior and therefore deserve to be treated better than others. The lyrics encourage humility and the importance of not forgetting where one came from.
Overall, the message of the song is against materialism, elitism, and the objectification of women. It encourages humility and condemns those who think they are better than others. The use of profanity in the title and throughout the lyrics also serves as a means of emphasizing the band's views and rejecting societal norms.
Line by Line Meaning
Don't need no budget boob
I don't require fake, plastic surgery breasts on a budget.
Don't need no funky lube
I don't need any strange, odd lubrication.
You wanna deal? I wanna snitch
If you want to make a deal with me, I'm going to tell on you to someone else.
Such a wild-ass bitch
I am a very unpredictable and uncontrollable person.
But you can't touch this
You can't harm or damage me.
So, don't say motherfucker, motherfucker
Please refrain from using profanity in front of me.
Don't wipe your sole on the curb
Don't wipe any dirt off your shoes on the curb.
Li'l puppy needs a guiding hand
I need someone to teach me and guide me like a small puppy dog.
To rub your face in the turd
To make you feel ashamed or embarrassed about a bad situation (like getting poop on your face).
Don't need no vintage tits
I don't need old, outdated breasts.
Don't need no tight ass lips
I don't require someone to have very constricting or restrictive lips.
You wanna thrill? You gotta learn
If you want to experience something exciting or thrilling, you need to educate yourself first.
Better step back as the deathpunk burns
You should probably move away since the punk music is really intense and passionate.
They say that rats ain't got no friends
People often describe rats as being unfriendly animals.
They say that stink will never end
Many people believe that bad smells will persist forever.
Gimme that dirty food
I want to eat some very unhealthy or unclean food.
Gimme that angel's lude
I want to consume a very strong, powerful drug.
You wanna rock? You gotta roll
If you want to experience real excitement or adrenaline, you need to engage fully in the experience (like dancing or moving to music).
Washing your gold in a toilet bowl.
You are essentially destroying the value of something precious (like washing gold in a dirty toilet).
Don't spend it all in one place
Make sure you save your money and don't blow it all at once.
Li'l puppy need a helping foot
I need someone to give me some assistance, like a small puppy that is not yet mobile.
To kick the sand in your face
To treat you poorly or with disrespect (like kicking sand in someone's face).
Just don't say it
Please just refrain from using that particular profanity around me, thank you.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Knut Schreiner, Thomas Seltzer
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