Frank Zappa Lyrics
Frank Zappa Lyrics
"Promiscuous Lyrics"
We Bring The Noise Lyrics
Massive mental shouts to the crowd this is the sound of the underground yeah! now the time's right to take over no trace of fear I can see a swelter switch on the lights jam's hot on
Massive mental shouts to the crowd this is the sound of the underground yeah! now the time's right to take over no trace of fear I can see a swelter switch on the lights jam's hot on
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike Willis (guitar, vocals)
Mike Keneally (guitar, synthesizer, vocals)
Bobby Martin (keyboards, vocals)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Walt Fowler (trumpet)
Bruce Fowler (trombone)
Paul Carman (alto saxophone)
Albert Wing (tenor saxophone)
Kurt McGettrick (baritone saxophone)
Scott Thunes (bass)
Chad Wackerman (drums)
Eric Buxton (vocals)
The Surgeon General,
Sugar Lyrics
Back in '78, I was a kid, I didn't know shit and I never did When the summer got hot, we praid for rain But since the lights went out I've never been the same But when we got older I caught the gust Livi
Doctor KoopBack in '78, I was a kid, I didn't know shit and I never did When the summer got hot, we praid for rain But since the lights went out I've never been the same But when we got older I caught the gust Livi
S'posed to give you all the poop
But when he's with P.M.R.C.
The poop he's scoopin'
Amazes me
C-Span showed him, all dressed up
In his phoney Doctor God get-up
He looked in the camera and fixed his specs
'N gave a little lecture
'Bout anal sex
He says it is not good for us
We just can't be promiscuous
He's a docter -- he should know
It's the work of the Devil,
Slave To The Game Lyrics
Slave to the game of insecurity I'm the first one to go his way So she as her ... (?) From me because she's my honey bee And know one knows I've been here before In this room, the very same danc
soSlave to the game of insecurity I'm the first one to go his way So she as her ... (?) From me because she's my honey bee And know one knows I've been here before In this room, the very same danc
Girls, don't blow!
Don't blow Jimmy, don't blow Bobby
Get yourself another hobby
(If Jesus practiced medicine
I'm sure he'd do it
Just like him)
Is Doctor Koop a man to trust?
It seems at least that Reagan must
(But Ron's a trusting sort of guy --
He trusts Ed Meese
I wonder why?)
The A.M.A. has just got caught
For doin' stuff it shouldn't ought
All they d
Everyone Like Me Lyrics
I've got a lot going on inside Don't know if I can work things out this time Need a little space to clear my mind But I'll be fine Don't slip, it's not always this cold I'm tired of acting
o is lie and lieI've got a lot going on inside Don't know if I can work things out this time Need a little space to clear my mind But I'll be fine Don't slip, it's not always this cold I'm tired of acting
Where's Doctor Koop?
He's standin' by
Surgeon General? What's the deal?
Is your epidemic real?
Are you leaving something out?
Something we can't talk about?
A little green monkey over there
Kills a million people?
That's not fair!
Did it really go that way?
Did you ask the C.I.A.?
Would they take you serious,
Or have THEY been
Promiscuous