Ugly Kid Joe - Sweet Leaf / Funky Fresh Country Club

Ugly Kid Joe sólo necesitó de un EP para volverse millonarios y famosos por todo el mundo, todo gracias de la mano del divertido single, Everything About You. Y aunque aquel EP titulado: As Ugly As They Wanna Be (1991) fue un provisorio comienzo, lo cierto es que ellos decayeron a medida que álbumes fueron editando. En esta placa aparecería Sweet Leaf / Funky Fresh Country Club, uno de mis temas favoritos de toda la vida. Está compuesto de dos partes, siendo la primera (Sweet Leaf), un cover homenaje a Black Sabbath con Ozzy Osbourne. Experimento bastante efectivo y Hard Rockero que se complementa bastante bien con Funky Fresh Country Club, mucho más Funky valga la redundancia. Este tema que nunca dejará de traerme recuerdos e imágenes de mi adolescencia, posee en sus letras un lenguaje muy juvenil y repleto de slangs. Tratando de entenderla, podría ser tomado como las experiencia de una noche de un descolocado lolito quien gracias a la mezcla de marihuana (sweet leaf) con alcohol (country club) obtiene la valentía para conquistar chicas (funky fresh tunes). Sin embargo, a pesar de tener un furtivo encuentro sexual (going downtown), lo que más recuerda es la resaca del otro día y los problemas con la policía (the rollers).

Letras / Lyrics When I first met you, didn't realize I can't forget you, for your suprize you introduced me, to my mind And left me wanting, you and your kind Oh yeah! Straight people don't know, what your about They put you down and shut you out you gave to me a new belief and soon the world will love you sweet leaf Oh yeah! Funky fresh tunes And you're walking down the street And you're trying to find the girl That you really want to meet You're flying past the reef And you're drinking shrunking heads You wake up in the morning And you wish that you were dead As you stagger home In the blackest form of night The rollers out in force baby They're looking for a fight You try to play the game You try to pass the test But the only thing in sight baby Is the sight of your arrest Jail cell - living hell Chains off me I'm free Doing time - one more time Mine, all mine, all mine Now the country club is cold And the country club is mean The attendants at the country club Ain't something to be seen If you're messing with my girl You're messing with your life Cause I'm gonna cut you With a big, big knife You bet your fuckin' life Now as you stagger home In the blackest form of night The rollers out in force baby They're looking for a fight You try to play the game You try to pass the test But the only thing in sight baby Is the sight of your arrest Jail cell - living hell Chains off me I'm free Doing time - one more time Mine, all mine, all mine I wanna tell you a story baby I hope you wanna hear I wanna tell you a story baby I hope you wanna hear Going downtown in the back of a car Some motha'fucka' left the door ajar Remember what your parents said Be home by eight and in your bed