You Can't Do That On Stage Anymore vol 3 - Cosmik Debris
You Can't Do That On Stage Anymore vol 3
Cosmik Debris
prosinec 17, 1984, 5:13 min.
Location: Paramount Theater, Seattle
předchozí skladba | zpět na info o albu | následující skladbaFrank Zappa (sólová kytara, zpěv)
Ike Willis (rytmická kytara, zpěv)
Ray White (rytmická kytara, zpěv)
Bobby Martin (klávesy, zpěv)
Alan Zavod (klávesy, volcano)
Scott Thunes (basa)
The Mystery Man came over
An' he said: "I'm outa-site!"
He said, for a nominal service charge,
I could reach nervonna t'nite
If I was ready, willing 'n able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs
And devote His Attention to me
But I said . . .
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
Now what kind of a mass-man are you anyway?
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me
The Mystery Man got nervous
An' he sorta fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Mystery Robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I thought it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of my Ol' Silver
An' the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said:
"You might not believe this, Tanto, but it'll fix up that
war-paint for ya too!"
An' I said . . .
Look here brother,
(Thank you mass-man, thank you)
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Ah! Mass-man's a fag!)
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me
I've got troubles of my own, I said
An' you can't help me out
So take your meditations an' your preparations
An' cram it up yer snout
"BUT I GOT A SILVER BOL!", he said
An' held it on up to his horse
So I snatched it
All away from him
An' I showed him how to do it right of course
I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head
So I'd look like I was Deep
I said some Mumbo Jumbos then
I told him he was goin' to sleep
I robbed his rings
An' his pocket watch
An' everything else I found
I had that swami hypnotized
He couldn't even make a sound
(Where 'd you get those beetles?)
I proceeded to tell him his future then
As long as he was hangin' around, I said
"The price of pyjamas has just gone up
An' that ol' swami has just gone down . . . "
Oh-oh!
Look here swami,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now is that a real poncho or is that a Seattle poncho?
Who can tell anymore?)
Don't you know,
You could make more money in syndication,
So don't you waste your time on me
(Don't screech it, don't screech your boy on me . . . )
Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm baby-ohm
Ray White
Chad Wackerman
Scott Thunes
Alan Zavod
Bobby Martin
Ike Willis
Thank you!
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