Frontman Danny Elfman's older brother, Richard, actually started the band, later handing leadership down to his brother once he decided directing was his way to go. This hyperkinetic New Wave band is characterized by their manic live performances and eclectic range of songs, Elfman and the band performed for a remarkable twenty years. The Californian band, a paired-down version of the theatrical troupe The Mystic Knights of the Oingo Boingo, released eight major albums and two live compilations, each containing songs that varied from fast-paced ska to soulful jazz to emotional rock to off-kilter pop. Their style can best be defined as "undefinable." Now mostly known for their frequent contribution to movie soundtracks (including their most succesful song "Weird Science") Oingo Boingo formally broke up in 1995 after their last Halloween live concert; the reason being that 'it was time.' Since the band's dissolution, frontman Danny Elfman has continued to find success in his career writing film scores, particularly in collaboration with director Tim Burton; he almost exclusively employs Boingo guitarist Steve Bartek as orchestrator. His film scores have included Pee Wee's Big Adventure, Batman, Edward Scissorhands, Good Will Hunting, Men in Black, Sam Raimi's Spider-Man, Big Fish, and dozens more.
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Imposter Lyrics
Oingo Boingo
You never lived in the streets though you wish you had
Not enough talent to play a guitar
You failed as an artist cause you lacked in the confidence
Now youre a critic and youre at the top
(the top of what)
You dont believe what you write
Youre and imposter you dont, dont, dont believe what you write
You cant get used to the fact that you aint a kid
You like to think that you speak for them all
Youd cut off your nose if you thought it would make you hip
It drives you crazy you cant be a star (oh aint that tough)
You dont believe what you write
(youre an imposter) you dont believe what you write
(youre an imposter) you dont believe what you write
(youre an imposter) you dont, dont, dont believe what you write
You take the credit while others do all the work
You like to think you discovered them first
But we all know you moved in after it was safe
That way you know you could never get hurt
(you like to play god!!)
(repeat chorus)
Youre just a critic, we know why you drink so much
Jealousy slowly consuming your gut
The streets that you never knew are just where theyve always been
Your head is firmly lodged way up your butt (where it belongs)
(repeat chorus)