Biography:
Kid Creole and the Coconuts are an American band created and led by August Darnell (aka Kid Creole). Their music incorporates styles like big band jazz, disco, and in particular Caribbean/Latin American salsa. The Coconuts are a glamorous trio of female backing vocalists whose lineup changes throughout the years.
Thomas August Darnell Browder (aka August Darnell, aka Kid Creole) was born in Montreal, Canada, on 12 August 1950, the son of a French Canadian mother and a father from the Caribbean island of Dominica
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
C F G C x2
[Verse:]
C F G
On the land beyond the beach
Where the smell of flowers feels the air
There's a man beyond your reach
There's no trouble that can touch from there
He's the ruler of the island,
citizens will suffer for his life
They go hungry everyday,
sing to me a case of far-off place.
[Chorus:]
C G
There's something wrong in Paradise
G Am
Now someone's got to pay the price
F C G C
I'm sorry sir I can't be nice,
F C G C
there's something wrong In Paradise.
Eating up the grapes and fruits
in a garden that's beyond compare
He don't ever have to move
servants cared up to his ev'ry care
He's so fool and violent wrong,
he's oblivious to maidens gone
Bits so hungerly and moans,
not so distant from his safety zone.
[Chorus]
On the land beyond the beach
There the smell of bloodshed feels the air
And a man beyond your reach
He's asleep and doesn't seem to care
There's a banging at his door,
it's the rebel army on before
Now they're pretty wrong their way
acting so much like the man they hate.
[Chorus]
[Verse:]
C F G
On the land beyond the beach
Where the smell of flowers feels the air
There's a man beyond your reach
There's no trouble that can touch from there
He's the ruler of the island,
citizens will suffer for his life
They go hungry everyday,
sing to me a case of far-off place.
[Chorus:]
C G
There's something wrong in Paradise
G Am
Now someone's got to pay the price
F C G C
I'm sorry sir I can't be nice,
F C G C
there's something wrong In Paradise.
Eating up the grapes and fruits
in a garden that's beyond compare
He don't ever have to move
servants cared up to his ev'ry care
He's so fool and violent wrong,
he's oblivious to maidens gone
Bits so hungerly and moans,
not so distant from his safety zone.
[Chorus]
On the land beyond the beach
There the smell of bloodshed feels the air
And a man beyond your reach
He's asleep and doesn't seem to care
There's a banging at his door,
it's the rebel army on before
Now they're pretty wrong their way
acting so much like the man they hate.
[Chorus]
Kid Ink
Kid Kopphausen
Kid Loco
Kid Massive Wesm (...)
Kid Quill
Kids Of Adelaide
KIDS SEE GHOSTS
Kids These Days
Kids United
Kidum