Zappa Frank lyrics
Zappa Frank lyrics
"Dental Hygeine Dilemma Lyrics"
Devil And The Farmers Wife Lyrics
THE DEVIL AND THE FARMER'S WIFE I know an old couple that lived near Hell If they're not dead, they're living there still The Devil, he came to the man at the plough I've come for one of your family now Whack full day ful lickety fall the dall day Which of my family do you like best Your scolding old wife, its she I like best Take her away with all of my heart I hope the two of you never need part The Devil, he hoisted her up on his back No peddler was ever so proud of his pack He's carried along till he came to Hell's wall She's out with her boot and she's flattened it all Some Devils came down to put her in a sack She's out with her boot and s
THE DEVIL AND THE FARMER'S WIFE I know an old couple that lived near Hell If they're not dead, they're living there still The Devil, he came to the man at the plough I've come for one of your family now Whack full day ful lickety fall the dall day Which of my family do you like best Your scolding old wife, its she I like best Take her away with all of my heart I hope the two of you never need part The Devil, he hoisted her up on his back No peddler was ever so proud of his pack He's carried along till he came to Hell's wall She's out with her boot and she's flattened it all Some Devils came down to put her in a sack She's out with her boot and s
Mark Volman (vocals)
Howard Kaylan (vocals)
Ian Underwood (keyboards, woodwinds)
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
George Duke (keyboards, trombone)
Martin Lickert (bass)
Ruth Underwood (orchestra drum set)
Jim Pons (vocals)
Bad Concience:
han min noon toon han toon han
Good Concience:
No, Jeff!
Bad Concience:
han toon ran toon ran toon fran min han toon ran toon nan toon fram
Good Concience:
No no no!
Jeff Simmons:
Man! This stuff is great! It's just as if Donovan himself had appeared on my very own TV with words of peace, love, and eternal cosmic wisdom. Leading me. Guiding me. On paths of everlasting pseudo-karmic negligence, in the very midst of my drug-induced nocturnal emission.
Good Concience:
Oh, I am your good conscience, Jeff. I know all. I see all. I am a cosmic love pulse matrix, becoming a technicolor interpositive.
Jeff Simmons:
Hmm? Where'd you buy that incense? It's hip.
Good Concience:
It's the same mysterious exotic oriental fragrance as what the Beatles get off on.
Jeff Simmons:
I thought I recognized it. Mmm, what is that, musk?
Good Concience:
Jeff, I know what's good for you.
Jeff Simmons:
Right. You're heavy.
Good Concience:
Yes Jeff, I am your guiding light. Listen to me. Don't rip off the towels Jeff!
Bad Concience:
Kiss off, you little nitwit.
Jeff S
Problem Lyrics
Performed by Remy Zero) Inside you feel so tired, Your minds move too fast. Until you're knocked back on the ground, Feelings that will linger around. Summer here and the sun will find you, Falling out with the world around you. But you need not run away, Cause everything's bound to change. We could work this out or just let it go. It's time we learn what we should know. That's the problem with me, See, there's a problem with me, That's the problem, problem with me . So, now you're old and the world has left you. You're so sick, you see just where they kept you Down, locked up in fear. We can change it all from here O
immons:Performed by Remy Zero) Inside you feel so tired, Your minds move too fast. Until you're knocked back on the ground, Feelings that will linger around. Summer here and the sun will find you, Falling out with the world around you. But you need not run away, Cause everything's bound to change. We could work this out or just let it go. It's time we learn what we should know. That's the problem with me, See, there's a problem with me, That's the problem, problem with me . So, now you're old and the world has left you. You're so sick, you see just where they kept you Down, locked up in fear. We can change it all from here O
Hey man, what's the deal?
Good Concience:
Don't listen to him Jeff, he's no good. He'll make you do bad things!
Jeff Simmons:
You mean, he'll make me sin?
Good Concience:
Yes, Jeff. SIN!
Jeff Simmons:
Wow!
Bad Concience:
Jeff, I'd like to have a word with you. About your soul.
Good Concience:
No, don't listen Jeff.
Bad Concience:
Why are you wasting your life, night after night playing this comedy music?
Jeff Simmons:
You're right, I'm too heavy to be in this group.
Good Concience:
Comedy music.
Bad Concience:
Jeff, your soul!
Jeff Simmons:
In this group, all I ever get to do is play Zappa's comedy music. He eats!
Bad Concience:
Jeff!
Jeff Simmons:
I get so tense.
Bad Concience:
Of course you do my boy.
Jeff Simmons:
The stuff he makes me do is always off the wall.
Bad Concience:
That's why it would be best to leave his stern employ.
Jeff Simmons:
And quit the group!
Bad Concience:
You'll make it big!
Jeff Simmons:
That's right.
Bad Concience:
Of course!
Jeff Simmons:
And then I won't be small!
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Far, Far Away Lyrics
Isn't it funny, to live for someone else's script You spend a lot of money to catch that lift And isn't it good too, to not always get all that you want But we'll be singin' 'boo hoo hoo' if great it's not Cuz everybody wants it so much better than anyone could ever let it be I guess I should get off it or whatever but please comfort me... CHORUS George Lucas, is the Force with us? Will it save us from heartbreak in 1998? Demons with the cat claws threaten us with their fake grace But angels without wings can't take their place And if it's just a smart bomb in a theater far, far away Well, we'll be singin' 'woo hoo hoo, oh man that's great!' C
g facility within the territorial limits of the United States, naturally excluding tropical possessions. It's still damp. What an aroma! This is the best I ever got off! What can I say about this elixir? Try it on steaks! Cleans nylons! Small craft warnings! It's made for the home! The office! On fruits!Isn't it funny, to live for someone else's script You spend a lot of money to catch that lift And isn't it good too, to not always get all that you want But we'll be singin' 'boo hoo hoo' if great it's not Cuz everybody wants it so much better than anyone could ever let it be I guess I should get off it or whatever but please comfort me... CHORUS George Lucas, is the Force with us? Will it save us from heartbreak in 1998? Demons with the cat claws threaten us with their fake grace But angels without wings can't take their place And if it's just a smart bomb in a theater far, far away Well, we'll be singin' 'woo hoo hoo, oh man that's great!' C
Bad Concience:
This is the real you, Jeff. Rip off a few more ashtrays. Get rid of some of that inner tension. Quit the comedy group! Get your own group together. Heavy! Like Grand Funk, or Black Sabbath.
Good Concience:
No, Jeff. ??:
[?We're coming]
Good Concience:
Peace. Love.
Bad Concience:
Bollocks.
Mark Volman & Howard Kaylan:
What can I say about this elixir?
Mark Volman:
Jeff has gone out there on that stuff!
Bad Concience:
He should have never have used the elixir and only stuck to the incense. Oh, Atlantis.
Mark Volman:
That was Billy the Mountain, dressed up like Donovan, fading out on the wall-mounted TV screen. Jeff _is_ flipping out. Road fatigue! We've got to get him back to normal before Zappa finds out, and steals it, and makes him do it in the movie.
Bad Concience:
You have a brilliant career ahead of you my boy. Just get out of this group!
Mark Volman:
Howard, that was Studebacher Hoch, dressed up like Jim Pons, giving career guidance to the bass player of a rock-oriented comedy group. Jeff's imagination has gone beyond the fringe of audience comprehension.
Howard Kaylan
After The BallMillion Miles Lyrics
After the ball, after the ball, you were the one out in the hall You were the one, the one who would love me, after the ball. After the ball, after the ball, you were the one out in the hall You were the one, the one who would love me, after the ball. Well, I arrived, looked around but the room was full of strangers Nowhere was a freindly face to be found. Later on, I awoke, but the party it was over There you were waiting to bring me 'round. How many million miles, day-oh? How many million miles, day-oh? When I get up, up, up in the morning, whoa! Lord I know. When I look up, up, up in the morning, w
:After the ball, after the ball, you were the one out in the hall You were the one, the one who would love me, after the ball. After the ball, after the ball, you were the one out in the hall You were the one, the one who would love me, after the ball. Well, I arrived, looked around but the room was full of strangers Nowhere was a freindly face to be found. Later on, I awoke, but the party it was over There you were waiting to bring me 'round. How many million miles, day-oh? How many million miles, day-oh? When I get up, up, up in the morning, whoa! Lord I know. When I look up, up, up in the morning, w
Jeff, Jeff it's me the Phlorescent Leech!
Mark Volman:
Jeff, Jeff it's me, Eddie!
Mark Volman & Howard Kaylan:
Wowwww! What can I say about this elixir?
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Mark Volman & Howard Kaylan:
Put it on your steaks, uh, send it overseas, [? ? ? ?], and put it on you surfboard so you won't slip off. Try it on your [? ? ?], and on the, the red balloons, you can blow up all balloons with it. Put it on your... heh. On your pizza. Put it on your shoes, tie your mic with it, and fill up your tires with it.
Use it to clean your swimming pool, sell it to your mother and tell her it's a tie-die kit, you won't even believe what'll happen when you starch your shirt with it, ironing goes easier and your car windows never looked better in your whole life. Ladies and gentlemen, you can inhale it, and it makes your voice three keys higher, and you can't even stand what happens when you put it on your hair, as hair tonic. Heh, heh. And if you ever tried it as a...
Soak your shirts in it, soak your teeth in it. Let it play the piano. Follow it around the block. Wear it instead of jeans. Bathe you puppies with it. Feed it to your ducks. Use it instead of chlorine in your swimming pool. Breathe it. [?] it.
What?
Wowwwwww!
What can I?
Wowwwwww!
What? What can I say about this?
Wowwwwww!