Next, an anthem of the life and times of Mister Disco, a crime boss hedonist who loves violence almost as much as he loves indulging in the pleasures of the flesh. In a special court, it was determined that he be banished to Callisto (the second moon of Jupiter) where he currently operates a massive syndicate of intergalactic robbery, smuggling and the occasional hit. He takes control of the Ghost Rock Radio station in order to tell his story. Beneath the catchy synth hooks and bouncy bass he simply wants you to remember his name.
lyrics
Call me Mr. Disco, Mr Disco San Francisco
I’m a pitbull in Armani, I’m the captain of Callisto
I’m cruising down the street, in my El Camino
I’m drinking coca cola with Quentin Tarantino (Let’s Go)
I started out in Frisco, I was just a hired gun
But I never needed money, I was killing just for fun
I’d love to stay and lay with you,
but first there’s something you gotta do…
Will you say my name???
Call me Mister Disco!
I'm Mister Disco San Francisco!
You’re so lovely, you’re so pretty, you’re so manic little girl
My helicopter jellyfish will take u around the worlds
Such a handsome, such a gorgeous, such a delicate young man
I’ll take you out to San Francisco if you’ll take my hand.
My Kaleidoscope philosophy had taken me this far
But my aperture had rapidly unwound beneath the stars
The violence surrounded me and hardened me to crystal
And now they call me Mr. Disco, Mr. Disco San Francisco
Call me Mister Disco!
I'm Mister Disco San Francisco!
The police wanted me so bad they even put up signs
I say just swipe right, and I’ll show you a good time
They never pinned me with no murder, no they never caught ol' Disco
But I was slapped with tax evasion and they dumped me on Callisto
Now, Callisto is a place that ain’t for the faint of heart
Inhabited by pirates who have mastered martial arts
But it didn’t take too long, the kung-fu moon rats liked my style
And we banded up together like a pack of crocodiles
We disco'd every night, and we hijacked passing freighters
We wasted every hostage, dumped the bodies in the craters
We decided we needed a creed so I wrote up a manifesto
And that’s how i became de facto captain of Callisto
Call me Mister Disco!
I'm Mister Disco San Francisco!
Good evening ladies and germs, it's me Mister Disco.
I have commandeered this ghost rock radio frequency in order to indulge myself.
Many lies have been spread about me, and I wanted to set the record straight.
I wanted to know my story, get a taste, I wanted you to know who I am
I want you to remember my name. You do remember dont you?
Call me Mister Disco, Mister Disco San Francisco
credits
from Ghost Rock Radio,
released December 16, 2022
Conner Strickland: Drums
Caitlin Callas: Bass and Harmonies
Donny Silverman: Saxophone
Roberto Fabre: Lead Guitar
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