Frank Zappa

[fox69]

"SEX"

"SEX"



What's the thing that they's talkin' about everywhere
SEX
When they wanna be suave 'n' debonair
SEX
What's poppin' up the most from coast to coast
SEX
At yer bongo party an1 yer weenie roast
SEX
Even them Christians who are born again
SEX
Go out 'n' get pooched every now 'n' then
SEX
Do ya do or don't ya don't
SEX
Bet yer lyin' if ya say ya won't
SEX

Some girls try it 'n' go on a diet
Then they worry 'cause they's too fat
Who wants t'ride on an ironin' board?
That ain't no fun ... I tried me one

Grow that meat all over yer bones
Work the wall with the local Jones
'N' while you do it, remember this line
The Sniffer says it all the time

"THE BIGGER THE CUSHION,
THE BETTER THE PUSHIN
THE BIGGER THE CUSHION,
THE BETTER THE PUSHIN'
THE BIGGER THE CUSHION,
THE BETTER THE PUSHIN'
THE BIGGER THE CUSHION ..."

Makes no difference if you're young or old
SEX
Don't you act like it's made of gold
SEX
Ladies they need it just like the guys
SEX
Maybe you could use a protein surprise
SEX
Any time, anywhere
SEX
Why d'ya think it's growin' there
SEX

Some girls try it 'n' they don't like it
They complain 'cause it don't last
Who wants to ride on a debutante?
They talks too much... they moves too fast

Whatch the scenery while you ride
You can be very warm inside
'N when the train goes 'round the bend
Check the shrub'ry on the other end

"THE BIGGER THE CUSHION,
THE BETTER THE PUSHIN
THE BIGGER THE CUSHION,
THE BETTER THE PUSHIN'
THE BIGGER THE CUSHION,
THE BETTER THE PUSHIN'
THE BIGGER THE CUSHION ..."

 

[fox69]

"Sharleena"

"Sharleena"



I'm cryin'
I'm cryin'
Cryin' for Sharleena,
Can't you see
I called up all my baby's friends
'N ask'n urn
Where she done went
But nobody 'round here seems to know
Where my Sharleena's been
Where my Sharleena's been

Ten long years I have been lovin' her
Ten long years
And I thought deep down in my heart
She was mine
Ten long years I been lovin' her
Ten long years
I would call her my baby, and now,
I'm always cryin'

I would be so delighted
I.would be so delighted
If they would just
Send her on home to me

 

[fox69]

"She Painted Up Her Face"

"She Painted Up Her Face"




She painted up her face
She sat before the mirror
She painted up her face
She drew the mirror nearer

Practisissing, Practiss, Practicing!

The STARE!
The STARE!

(The 'secret stare' she would use
If a worthy-looking victim should appear)

Practisissing, Practiss, Practicing!
(Ah-hoo-ah-hoo-wah-hoo-wahhhh)
Practisissing, Practiss, Practicing!

 

[fox69]

"Ship Ahoy"

"Ship Ahoy"


[includes part of the leather conversation]

[Moire:] Ee-el-eel-el-el-ell . . .
[O'Hearn:] Oh, Ship Ahoy

 

[fox69]

"Shove It Right In"

"Shove It Right In"



She chooses all the clothes
She'll wear tonight to dance in!
(She dances, she prances, she dances, she prances
She prances, she prances, she . . . )
The places that she goes
Are filled with guys from groups,
(Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Waiting for a chance to break her pants in

PROVOCATIVE SQUATS!
(gum-me-on-m'lung-a)
PROVOCATIVE SQUATS!
(gum-me-on-m'lung-a)
PROVOCATIVE SQUATS!
(gum-me-on-m'lung-a)
PROVOCATIVE SQUATS!
(gum-me-on-m'lung-a)

Well, at least there's sort of a choice there;
Twenty or thirty at times there have been-
Somewhat desirable boys there-
Dressed really spiffy, with long hair-
Waiting for girls they can shove it right in

Well, at least there's sort of a choice there;
Twenty or thirty at times there have been-
Somewhat desirable boys there-
Dressed really spiffy, with long hair-
Waiting for girls they can shove it right in

 

[fox69]

"Shut Up 'N Play Yer Guitar"

"Shut Up 'N Play Yer Guitar"


[includes a quote from the Mystery Rehearsal Piece and part of the leather conversation]

[Bozzio:] He'd been out here a long time, you know, I wonder if he's really . . . entertained by this

 

[fox69]

"Sleep Dirt"

"Sleep Dirt"


[FZ:] Arf . . .
[Bird Legs:] About that tempo?
[FZ:] Mm-hm

[Bird Legs:] Damn!
[FZ:] Gettin' tired?
[Bird Legs:] No, unh-unh . . . my fingers got stuck!

 

[fox69]

"Sleeping In A Jar"

"Sleeping In A Jar"



It's the middle of the night
And your mommy & your daddy are sleeping
It's the middle of the night
And your mommy & your daddy are sleeping
SLEEPING
MOM & DAD ARE SLEEPING
SLEEPING IN A JAR . . . (the jar is under the bed)

 

[fox69]

"Society Pages"

"Society Pages"



You're the ol' lady from the society pages
From a small town somewhere I used to be
You owned the paper and a bunch of other stuff
That didn't appeal to me

OL' LADY, OL' LADY OL LADY, OL' LADY OL' LADY, OL' LADY OL' LADY, OL' LADY

The hospital plans (yer brother drew 'em all)
You ran the paper 'n Charity Ball
Every day on the third or fourth page
There you was. . .you was quite the rage
Somehow, you was all kinda cheap 'n wrong
Just like in a lotta small towns
Where folks like you
Hang around too long
And pass out jobs to yer relatives 'n such
So you all keeps a lot, 'n nobody else
Ever gets too much.. .to speak of. . .
So what? What can you say?
So long as the trash gets picked up
So long as the trash gets locked up
Just so the trash don't stack up
Some day you won't be on page three
Or page four anymore

OL'LADY, OL'LADY OL' LADY, OL' LADY OL' LADY, OL' LADY OL' LADY, OL' LADY

By the grace of God you had a son
He's the one and only one
He grew up and by and by
He came to be a Beautiful Guy

 

[fox69]

"Sofa No. 2"

"Sofa No. 2"



I am the heaven
I am the water
Ich bin der Dreck unter deinen Walzen
(Oh no, whip it on me, honey!)
Ich bin dein geheimer Schmutz
Und verlorenes Metallgeld
(Metallgeld)
Ich bin deine Ritze
Ich bin deine Ritze und Schlitze

I am the clouds
I am embroidered
Ich bin der Autor aller Felgen
Und Damast Paspeln
Ich bin der Chrome Dinette
Ich bin der Chrome Dinette
Ich bin Eier aller Arten

Ich bin alle Tage und Nachte
Ich bin alle Tage und Nachte

Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
Und du bist mein Sofa
Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
Und du bist mein Sofa
Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
Und du bist mein Sofa

Yeah-ha-ha-ay
Yah-ha
Yeah, my Sofa
Yeah-ha-hey