Zappa Frank lyrics
Zappa Frank lyrics
"Galoot Up-Date Lyrics"
Whisper Lyrics
It's my arms that wrap you up nice It's my arms, it's my arms baby Small rooms with record exec types Whisper away my future lately I'll introduce you to producers I'll write your songs and make them way damn shorter Chorus: I'm so confused This industry has made me cold I trusted you to make me shine bright This is almost getting old Shock me with fear it's taking longer Blood sweat and years will make me way damn stronger It's my words that fail to give insight I blame you, blame me baby Chorus It suits me just fine This is th
It's my arms that wrap you up nice It's my arms, it's my arms baby Small rooms with record exec types Whisper away my future lately I'll introduce you to producers I'll write your songs and make them way damn shorter Chorus: I'm so confused This industry has made me cold I trusted you to make me shine bright This is almost getting old Shock me with fear it's taking longer Blood sweat and years will make me way damn stronger It's my words that fail to give insight I blame you, blame me baby Chorus It suits me just fine This is th
Frank Zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve Vai (guitar)
Ray White (guitar, vocals)
Tommy Mars (keyboards)
Chuck Wild (piano)
Arthur Barrow (bass)
Scott Thunes (bass)
Jay Anderson (string bass)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Chad Wackerman (drums)
Ike Willis (vocals)
Terry Bozzio (vocals)
Dale Bozzio (vocals)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (vocals)
Bob Harris (vocals)
Johnny "Guitar" Watson (vocals)
ENSEMBLE: (singing)
GALOOT CO-LOG-NUH!
THING-FISH:
GALOOT, GALOOT,
GALOOT, GALOOT,
GALOOT, GALOOT,
De KILLER CO-LOG-NUH!
ENSEMBLE:
GALOOT
CO-LOG-NUH!
THING-FISH:
GALOOT, GALOOT,
GALOOT, GALOOT,
GALOOT, GALOOT,
De KILLER CO-LOG-NUH! Thass right!
De KILLER CO-LOG-NUH! Thass right!
Well, de gubnint dint fine out rights away 'bout...
ENSEMBLE:
De 'MAMMY NUNS'
THING-FISH:
Dat's right!
ENSEMBLE:
De 'MAMMY NUNS'
THING-FISH:
Well, dey's too damn excited 'bout de sissies dey was knockin' off, 'n workin' up an uncreedable variety of theoretical scenarios, to explain away how come de fagnits all be croakin' at de same time in -
ENSEMBLE:
NOVEMBER!
THING-FISH:
De month o' NOVEMBUH, reekin' of tainted CO-LOG-NUM! Dey booked in de heavy pseudo re-LIJ-mus talent to pronunciate de doc-TRINE of BIBLICAL RETRIBUTIUM!
ENSEMBLE:
Moving the project forward!
THING-FISH:
Figgin' dat to be...
ENSEMBLE:
Da-da-dee-dahh!
THING-FISH:
A sho-fi' explumation, suitable fo' Domestical...
ENSEMBLE:
Assuagement!
THING-FISH:
Natchilly, a substantial number o' severely ignint white folks went fo' it, hook, line, 'n shrinker!
By dat time, de 'MAMMY NUNS' had already sprouted dem 'tato heads, 'n was in de process of growin' out dey nakkins...
Also, by a peculiar corinsidence, we's all up fo' PAROLE at de SAME TIME! Thass right! You figgit out!
Once we's out DE JOINT, we faced a hard time in de depressium...couldn't get no 'sembly line woik, 'n since de nakkins we's wearin' atch'ly be GROWIN' outs our bodies, we was labelled as 'over-qualified' fo' janitorical deployment!
Onliest good thang 'bout bein' a 'MAMMY NUN' is we be mo-less UN-destructable! Whatever dey done whiffed up befo' don't do SHIT to us now! Fact, we jes mights be de onliest thangs left walkin' in de U.S.A., now de MYS'TRY RE-ZEASE gone outa control!
Grupo Niche C?mo Podr? Disimular C?mo podr? disimular si tu recuerdo me hace da?o llevo una pena tan onda que no puedo ya ocultarlo. C?mo podr? disimular si tu recuerdo me lastima como quisiera evitarlo y no s? como arrancarlo. S? que nunca, nunca te podr? olvidar no habra forma de poderme liberar y otros labios ardientes al besar con locura s? que no he de enontrar. Como el rio cuando va buscando el mar y lo espera alla en el fondo su lugar s? que arriba en el cielo brillaran nubes blancas que mas tarde lloraran.
ENSEMBLE:
Just like you!
THING-FISH:
Just like you! I see some of y'all be FROWNIN' ...'cause mebbe y'think what I's tellin' ya' is a LIE! How 'bout it, folks? Whatcha say? Id dat right?
ENSEMBLE:
Yes, it sho' is!
THING-FISH:
Well, les' jes' have a test...how many o' you nice folks think I knows what I's talkin' 'bout? RAISE Y'HAIN UP! Uh-huh! An' how many thinks my potato been bakin' too long? RAISE YO MIZZABLE HAIN UP! Uh-huh!
Now...how many you folks is CONVINCED de gubnint be totally 'UNCONCERNED' wit de proliferatium o' UNDESIRABLE TENANTS in de CONDOMINIUM o' LIFE? An' how many folks believe THEY number won't come up, next time de breeze blow fum de Easterly directium?
Les' face it, peoples! Ugly as I mights be, I AM YO' FUTCHUM!
'Les y'all prefer 'permanent storage' or a condo in ATLANTIS.
ENSEMBLE:
They could really get down there!
THING-FISH:
Dey could really GET DOWN dere, but, I's de only protexium you got!
Now, durin' de intromissium, de SISTERS be sellin' some MASH POTATOES in de lobby, right over by de -
ENSEMBLE:
PYRAMID!
THING-FISH:
In de vicinity o' de...
ENSEMBLE:
SQUID DECOR!
THING-F
Ali Lyrics
Ich bin wieder zu Hause und ich auch mach' ich denk' immer nur nur an dich. Nein ich hab' nicht gewut da das alles so stark ist und irgendwie verfolgt es mich. Und jetzt bin ich total perplex dein Gesicht und dein ser Sex lt mich einfach nicht mehr in Ruh und ich vermi dich. Wir ganz locker am Airport und ich sag' ganz leger: Eh man sieht sich wieder vielleicht nchstes Jahr. Doch dann spter im Flieger wurd' das Herz mir so schwer und es wurd' mir klar da es viel mehr war als nur so'n kleiner Flirt am Rand
ISH:Ich bin wieder zu Hause und ich auch mach' ich denk' immer nur nur an dich. Nein ich hab' nicht gewut da das alles so stark ist und irgendwie verfolgt es mich. Und jetzt bin ich total perplex dein Gesicht und dein ser Sex lt mich einfach nicht mehr in Ruh und ich vermi dich. Wir ganz locker am Airport und ich sag' ganz leger: Eh man sieht sich wieder vielleicht nchstes Jahr. Doch dann spter im Flieger wurd' das Herz mir so schwer und es wurd' mir klar da es viel mehr war als nur so'n kleiner Flirt am Rand
'Neath de planet o' de big ol' giant...
ENSEMBLE:
Underwater door!
THING-FISH:
A generous good-will offerin' are REQUIRED...jes' let yo' conscience be yo' guide...
ENSEMBLE:
BLUE LIGHT!
THING-FISH:
Jes' follow de BLUE LIGHT, down de aisle to de potatoes durin' de intromissium...
ENSEMBLE:
Light, light, light, light...
BLUE LIGHT...
BLUE LIGHT...
ENSEMBLE:
...an' while y'all be thinkin' about de blue light, an' y'all be decidin' whether or not yo' immunity gwine hold up 'til de end o' de show, I's 'bout to address myseff to de re-educatement o' dem silly muthafuckers over deahhh.
ENSEMBLE:
You can't even speak your own fucking language!
THING-FISH:
What on urf do you mean: 'MY LANGUAGE'? I got yo language hangin', boy, 'long wif a two-week supply of IGNINT McNUGGET, de breakfast o' champiums!
ENSEMBLE:
Don't let your meat loaf! Huh-huh-huh!
THING-FISH:
Huh? Kiss my McNUGGET!
ENSEMBLE:
Your micro-nanette!
THING-FISH:
Y'kin kiss my micro-nanette too! Don't forget de GALOOT!
ENSEMBLE:
GALOOT CO-LOG-NUHHHHHH!
THING-FISH:
GALOOT COLOGNUM!