Frank Zappa
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"The Orange County Lumber Truck (Part II)"
"The Orange County Lumber Truck (Part II)"
[includes a quote from King Kong]
[FZ:] I've been informed that when the guy comes out that beats the gong we have to stop playing, because the subways around here shut down early. We'd like to thank you very much for coming to our concert and say goodnight. Nighty night, thank you.
[Ian:] Thank you!
"The Orange County Lumber Truck (Part II)"
[includes a quote from King Kong]
[FZ:] I've been informed that when the guy comes out that beats the gong we have to stop playing, because the subways around here shut down early. We'd like to thank you very much for coming to our concert and say goodnight. Nighty night, thank you.
[Ian:] Thank you!
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"The Phone Call / My Babe"
"The Phone Call / My Babe"
[Interviewer:] How did the group get together?
[FZ:] They were working, uh . . . the lead singer Ray, the bass player Roy, and one of the drummers, Jim, were all working in a bar, in a small town in California, with some other players, and there was a fight between Ray and the guitar player they had at that time, and they needed a substitute guitar player and they called me up. I went down there, and I started working with 'em, and I thought it sounded pretty good.
I'm talkin' 'bout my baby
Not your baby
Say my babe
She's so fine
I'm talkin' 'bout my baby
Not your baby
Say my babe
She's so fine
She's right there to love me
People, come rain or shine
Well, I love her
Don't you love her
Say I love her
You hear
Well, I love her
Don't you love her
Say I love her
You hear
She upsets my soul
When she whispers sweet things in my ear
I love the way she walk
I love the way she talk
She makes me feel so good
Just like a grown man should
She never make me cry
And here's why
She's my babe
She's my babe
Well, nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a real tight skirt
That won't quit
Nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a tight skirt
That won't quit
She walks to the phone
People, let me tell you, that's it
Wow! Go . . .
Hey!
Nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a real tight skirt
That won't quit
Nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a tight skirt
That won't quit
She walks to the phone
People, let me tell you, that's it
My-y-y-y-y babe
Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
She's my babe
She's my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
She's my babe
She's my babe
Wow!
Gracias.
"The Phone Call / My Babe"
[Interviewer:] How did the group get together?
[FZ:] They were working, uh . . . the lead singer Ray, the bass player Roy, and one of the drummers, Jim, were all working in a bar, in a small town in California, with some other players, and there was a fight between Ray and the guitar player they had at that time, and they needed a substitute guitar player and they called me up. I went down there, and I started working with 'em, and I thought it sounded pretty good.
I'm talkin' 'bout my baby
Not your baby
Say my babe
She's so fine
I'm talkin' 'bout my baby
Not your baby
Say my babe
She's so fine
She's right there to love me
People, come rain or shine
Well, I love her
Don't you love her
Say I love her
You hear
Well, I love her
Don't you love her
Say I love her
You hear
She upsets my soul
When she whispers sweet things in my ear
I love the way she walk
I love the way she talk
She makes me feel so good
Just like a grown man should
She never make me cry
And here's why
She's my babe
She's my babe
Well, nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a real tight skirt
That won't quit
Nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a tight skirt
That won't quit
She walks to the phone
People, let me tell you, that's it
Wow! Go . . .
Hey!
Nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a real tight skirt
That won't quit
Nothing could be better
Than to see her in a sweater
And a tight skirt
That won't quit
She walks to the phone
People, let me tell you, that's it
My-y-y-y-y babe
Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
She's my babe
She's my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
Oh, oh-oh-oh, my babe
My-y-y-y-y babe
She's my babe
She's my babe
Wow!
Gracias.
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"The Poodle Lecture"
"The Poodle Lecture"
In the beginning GOD made 'the light.' Shortly thereafter GOD made the poodle-as you can see by this model that we have in front of us. When GOD made the poodle initially it was a very handsome sort of a dog-it had HAIR, HAIR, HAIR, evenly distributed all over its charming canine poodle-shape body.
Shortly after the construction of the poodle itself, GOD made TWO big mistakes. The first one was called MAN, and the second one was called WO-MAN. WO-MAN looketh upon the poodle and saith unto herself, "This poodle, with hair evenly distributed all over its body, is of no use to me for it is not SLICK, it is not STREAMLINE, it is not FASHIONABLE, and in many instances it is REPULSIVE because of the brown things attached to the hair on the rear part of the dog, and I must have this dog modified," so he turneth onto MAN, and saith unto MAN, "SUCKER, GO GET A JOB!" And MAN, being the chump that he was, wenteth out and wenteth forth and lefteth the cave, and went into the world itself and gotteth a job.
Whereupon he returneth to the cave with his MONEY, and the WO-MAN looketh upon the money and said, "SUCKER! Take this money and go buy me a pair of scissors, whereby I may clippeth upon this poodle and modify it to my own personal taste and secret moist innermost DESIRES." And the MAN, being the chump that he was, went out and bought her the poodle clipping shears and broughth 'em back to the WO-MAN and handeth the shears to the WO-MAN, whereupon she GRABBETH the poodle thusly . . . and with a DEFT, SWIFT, DENSE ECUMENICAL PATINA (Talk about it!) of STROKE (Talk about it!), she clippeth upon the poodle, near the FETLOCK, all across the THORAX, in the MEDULA, and . . . right near the cappuciano o'er here, and streamlined that sucker until it looked just like this, with little feet sticking out and a little ball on the end, making the dags very easy to remove, and she putteth the poodle in a quasi erotic sort of a position, near where she was sprawled out on the cave . . . stucketh her leggeths up unto the air, "Buf," like this, exposing to the poodle the central core of her desire, and looked deep into the poodle's eyes and said these piquant little words that we shall not soon forget:
"The Poodle Lecture"
In the beginning GOD made 'the light.' Shortly thereafter GOD made the poodle-as you can see by this model that we have in front of us. When GOD made the poodle initially it was a very handsome sort of a dog-it had HAIR, HAIR, HAIR, evenly distributed all over its charming canine poodle-shape body.
Shortly after the construction of the poodle itself, GOD made TWO big mistakes. The first one was called MAN, and the second one was called WO-MAN. WO-MAN looketh upon the poodle and saith unto herself, "This poodle, with hair evenly distributed all over its body, is of no use to me for it is not SLICK, it is not STREAMLINE, it is not FASHIONABLE, and in many instances it is REPULSIVE because of the brown things attached to the hair on the rear part of the dog, and I must have this dog modified," so he turneth onto MAN, and saith unto MAN, "SUCKER, GO GET A JOB!" And MAN, being the chump that he was, wenteth out and wenteth forth and lefteth the cave, and went into the world itself and gotteth a job.
Whereupon he returneth to the cave with his MONEY, and the WO-MAN looketh upon the money and said, "SUCKER! Take this money and go buy me a pair of scissors, whereby I may clippeth upon this poodle and modify it to my own personal taste and secret moist innermost DESIRES." And the MAN, being the chump that he was, went out and bought her the poodle clipping shears and broughth 'em back to the WO-MAN and handeth the shears to the WO-MAN, whereupon she GRABBETH the poodle thusly . . . and with a DEFT, SWIFT, DENSE ECUMENICAL PATINA (Talk about it!) of STROKE (Talk about it!), she clippeth upon the poodle, near the FETLOCK, all across the THORAX, in the MEDULA, and . . . right near the cappuciano o'er here, and streamlined that sucker until it looked just like this, with little feet sticking out and a little ball on the end, making the dags very easy to remove, and she putteth the poodle in a quasi erotic sort of a position, near where she was sprawled out on the cave . . . stucketh her leggeths up unto the air, "Buf," like this, exposing to the poodle the central core of her desire, and looked deep into the poodle's eyes and said these piquant little words that we shall not soon forget:
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"The Radio Is Broken"
"The Radio Is Broken"
The cosmos at large
It's so very big
It's so far away
The comets . . . the craters . . . the vapors
The solar wind
The residual echoes . . . the residual echoes
The residual echoes from the giant explosion
Where they said it beginned
The germs from space!
The negative-virus knit-wear
The blobulent suit
That's right! THE BLOBULENT SUIT
It's made of rubber, it's very ugly
It's got an air hose . . .
(The guy that has it all has a SPACE WRENCH!)
The things that were supposed to be green
In the black and white movies
They get you in the neck when you're not looking
They get you, they get you, they get you, get you, get you
The radio is broken - it don't work no more
The radio is broken - it don't work no more
The lovely Lisa Kranston:
(Her father invented the secret fuel (that's right!)
For the rocket)
So she gets to go with a clipboard!
She writes it down when the meters go around
And falls in love in a space warp
Space warp
Space warp
The giant knobs
The porthole where you see the earth
for the first time
The corrugated fiberglass interior walls
The partially reclining G-force lawn furniture
The brown hole
The pointed brassieres
The atomic war
The tiny little dresses on the space girls
A love-starved race begging to reproduce
With earthmen
They need to reproduce (with John Agar)
They need to reproduce (with Morris Ankrum)
They need to reproduce (with Richard Basehart)
They need to reproduce (with Jackie Coogan)
They need to reproduce (with Sonny Tufts)
The botchino . . . the botchino . . . the botchino
The gigantic spider
The co-pilot always plays the harmonica
The navigator always gets killed by a bad space person
Uh-oh - the radio is broken
It don't work anymore
The radio is broken
It don't work anymore
The radio is broken
It don't work anymore
We'll never get back to the Earth no more
Uh-oh!
We have to fall in love, on Uranus!
The radio is ...
That's right - uh-oh
The radio is broken
The meteor storm
You spilled your coke
You're stepping on the popcorn
JOHN AGAR!
Uh-oh . . .
(Dwarf Nebula)
"The Radio Is Broken"
The cosmos at large
It's so very big
It's so far away
The comets . . . the craters . . . the vapors
The solar wind
The residual echoes . . . the residual echoes
The residual echoes from the giant explosion
Where they said it beginned
The germs from space!
The negative-virus knit-wear
The blobulent suit
That's right! THE BLOBULENT SUIT
It's made of rubber, it's very ugly
It's got an air hose . . .
(The guy that has it all has a SPACE WRENCH!)
The things that were supposed to be green
In the black and white movies
They get you in the neck when you're not looking
They get you, they get you, they get you, get you, get you
The radio is broken - it don't work no more
The radio is broken - it don't work no more
The lovely Lisa Kranston:
(Her father invented the secret fuel (that's right!)
For the rocket)
So she gets to go with a clipboard!
She writes it down when the meters go around
And falls in love in a space warp
Space warp
Space warp
The giant knobs
The porthole where you see the earth
for the first time
The corrugated fiberglass interior walls
The partially reclining G-force lawn furniture
The brown hole
The pointed brassieres
The atomic war
The tiny little dresses on the space girls
A love-starved race begging to reproduce
With earthmen
They need to reproduce (with John Agar)
They need to reproduce (with Morris Ankrum)
They need to reproduce (with Richard Basehart)
They need to reproduce (with Jackie Coogan)
They need to reproduce (with Sonny Tufts)
The botchino . . . the botchino . . . the botchino
The gigantic spider
The co-pilot always plays the harmonica
The navigator always gets killed by a bad space person
Uh-oh - the radio is broken
It don't work anymore
The radio is broken
It don't work anymore
The radio is broken
It don't work anymore
We'll never get back to the Earth no more
Uh-oh!
We have to fall in love, on Uranus!
The radio is ...
That's right - uh-oh
The radio is broken
The meteor storm
You spilled your coke
You're stepping on the popcorn
JOHN AGAR!
Uh-oh . . .
(Dwarf Nebula)
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"The Rejected Mexican Pope Leaves The Stage"
"The Rejected Mexican Pope Leaves The Stage"
[FZ:] The rejected Mexican pope leaves the stage.
[Ensemble:]
TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
ONE, TWO, THREE . . .
[FZ:] Motorhead is attempting to join the band . . . The band . . . Undaunted, the band plays on.
"The Rejected Mexican Pope Leaves The Stage"
[FZ:] The rejected Mexican pope leaves the stage.
[Ensemble:]
TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
TWO, THREE, FOUR, ONE
ONE, TWO, THREE . . .
[FZ:] Motorhead is attempting to join the band . . . The band . . . Undaunted, the band plays on.
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"The Return Of The Son Of Monster Magnet"
"The Return Of The Son Of Monster Magnet"
[FZ:] Suzy?
[Suzy:] Yes
[FZ:] Suzy Creamcheese?
[Suzy:] Yes
[FZ:] This is the voice of your conscience baby, uh . . . I just want to check one thing out with ya, you don't mind, do ya?
[Suzy:] What?
[FZ:] Suzy Creamcheese, honey, what's got into ya?
Cream . . . cheese . . .
Oh, wow, yeah, man
It's happening, man
(Ba-jo-la jinga)
Flashing, man!
America's wonderful!
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful
It really makes it
Cream-cheese
(Wai-ka-vo-jeen-ya do-ra-man-ya . . . )
Oh, yeah, man, crazy, man, flashing, man
(Ma ga-yay-go va-tcha kam
Ba-jinga wai-ya ka-ma-tay . . . )
Oh, wow, yeah, man
It's happening, man
(Ba-jo-la jinga)
Flashing, man!
Flashing, man, flashing man
Oh, wow!
Crazy, man
(Skies are blue, baby!)
It really makes it
Oh, no . . .
Yes!
(Funcha, funcha veni meh ka em ma ka-ta-cheek)
Flashing, man!
Flashing . . . flashing . . .
Moy jing-ya verana ba keesh-eet (faster)
Moytch moytch ver-rate ver-rate (faster, higher)
Ba-yay-ga va-yay . . .
Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster, higher, higher, faster, faster, higher, higher, higher, higher
Flashing . . . flashing . . . flashing . . .
Creamcheese, creamcheese, cream . . .
Creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese,
Creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese
Creamcheese . . .
Creamcheese
Creamcheese . . .
Creamcheese, creamcheese
Creamcheese . . .
[Reversed:]
Creamcheese . . . cream ch-ch-ch-cheese
Creamcheese . . .
[Speeded-up:]
(Cheese)
Cheese-cream, cream-cheese
(Creamcheese)
Creamcheese, creamcheese . . . creamcheese
(Creamcheese)
Creamcheese
(Creamcheese)
Creamcheese
Creamcheese, creamcheese
(Cream-chee-chee-cream-cheese)
Creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese,
Psychedelic creamcheese!
Creamcheese
Cream . . . cheese . . .
Did you pick up on that?
[Speeded-up:]
CREAM . . . cheese
Cream-cheese
(Creamcheese!)
Creamcheese
Creamchee . . . (ese!)
(FUCK!)
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Cream . . . cheese
Cheese, cheese-cream
I know, creamcheese
(Cream . . . )
Ah . . . a-ha!
Cream, cream, cream . . . CHEESE
CREAM-CHEESE!
CREAM-CHEESE!
Creamcheese, creamcheese, cream-m-m-m-cheese
(Cheese?)
A-ha-ha-ha! Cream, cheese
Creamcheese . . .
"The Return Of The Son Of Monster Magnet"
[FZ:] Suzy?
[Suzy:] Yes
[FZ:] Suzy Creamcheese?
[Suzy:] Yes
[FZ:] This is the voice of your conscience baby, uh . . . I just want to check one thing out with ya, you don't mind, do ya?
[Suzy:] What?
[FZ:] Suzy Creamcheese, honey, what's got into ya?
Cream . . . cheese . . .
Oh, wow, yeah, man
It's happening, man
(Ba-jo-la jinga)
Flashing, man!
America's wonderful!
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful
It really makes it
Cream-cheese
(Wai-ka-vo-jeen-ya do-ra-man-ya . . . )
Oh, yeah, man, crazy, man, flashing, man
(Ma ga-yay-go va-tcha kam
Ba-jinga wai-ya ka-ma-tay . . . )
Oh, wow, yeah, man
It's happening, man
(Ba-jo-la jinga)
Flashing, man!
Flashing, man, flashing man
Oh, wow!
Crazy, man
(Skies are blue, baby!)
It really makes it
Oh, no . . .
Yes!
(Funcha, funcha veni meh ka em ma ka-ta-cheek)
Flashing, man!
Flashing . . . flashing . . .
Moy jing-ya verana ba keesh-eet (faster)
Moytch moytch ver-rate ver-rate (faster, higher)
Ba-yay-ga va-yay . . .
Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster, higher, higher, faster, faster, higher, higher, higher, higher
Flashing . . . flashing . . . flashing . . .
Creamcheese, creamcheese, cream . . .
Creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese,
Creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese
Creamcheese . . .
Creamcheese
Creamcheese . . .
Creamcheese, creamcheese
Creamcheese . . .
[Reversed:]
Creamcheese . . . cream ch-ch-ch-cheese
Creamcheese . . .
[Speeded-up:]
(Cheese)
Cheese-cream, cream-cheese
(Creamcheese)
Creamcheese, creamcheese . . . creamcheese
(Creamcheese)
Creamcheese
(Creamcheese)
Creamcheese
Creamcheese, creamcheese
(Cream-chee-chee-cream-cheese)
Creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese,
Psychedelic creamcheese!
Creamcheese
Cream . . . cheese . . .
Did you pick up on that?
[Speeded-up:]
CREAM . . . cheese
Cream-cheese
(Creamcheese!)
Creamcheese
Creamchee . . . (ese!)
(FUCK!)
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Cream . . . cheese
Cheese, cheese-cream
I know, creamcheese
(Cream . . . )
Ah . . . a-ha!
Cream, cream, cream . . . CHEESE
CREAM-CHEESE!
CREAM-CHEESE!
Creamcheese, creamcheese, cream-m-m-m-cheese
(Cheese?)
A-ha-ha-ha! Cream, cheese
Creamcheese . . .
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"The Sanzini Brothers"
"The Sanzini Brothers"
[Fillmore East, NYC
June 5-6, 1971]
[FZ:] The Sanzini Brothers!
[Howard:] The Sanzini Brothers!
[Howard:] Ladies and gentlemen, tonight by special request, we're going to repeat a trick that we performed last night. We hope that you will bear with, if you saw it, we hope that you enjoy it again . . .
[?:] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Howard:] My brothers Adolf, Rudolph, Pissoff, and Jackoff. The Sanzini Brothers. And we'd like to perform for you tonight the world famous "Sodomy Trick"!
Complete silence, please!
The Sodomy Trick!
Quiet . . .
Hop!
Hop!
Hop!
Hop!
Little Carl . . .
"The Sanzini Brothers"
[Fillmore East, NYC
June 5-6, 1971]
[FZ:] The Sanzini Brothers!
[Howard:] The Sanzini Brothers!
[Howard:] Ladies and gentlemen, tonight by special request, we're going to repeat a trick that we performed last night. We hope that you will bear with, if you saw it, we hope that you enjoy it again . . .
[?:] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Howard:] My brothers Adolf, Rudolph, Pissoff, and Jackoff. The Sanzini Brothers. And we'd like to perform for you tonight the world famous "Sodomy Trick"!
Complete silence, please!
The Sodomy Trick!
Quiet . . .
Hop!
Hop!
Hop!
Hop!
Little Carl . . .
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"The Sealed Tuna Bolero"
"The Sealed Tuna Bolero"
This town
This town
Is a Sealed Tuna Sandwich
Sealed Tuna Sandwich
With the wrapper glued
(WITH THE WRAPPER GLUED!)
It's by baloney on the rack
Rant-tant-tant
Tant-tant-tant
Tant-tant-tant
It goes for 40 cents a whack
It's just a rancid little snack
In a plastic bag
From a matron in La Habre with a blown-out crack
WHO DIES TO SUCK THE FRINGE OFF OF JIMMY CARL BLACK!
"The Sealed Tuna Bolero"
This town
This town
Is a Sealed Tuna Sandwich
Sealed Tuna Sandwich
With the wrapper glued
(WITH THE WRAPPER GLUED!)
It's by baloney on the rack
Rant-tant-tant
Tant-tant-tant
Tant-tant-tant
It goes for 40 cents a whack
It's just a rancid little snack
In a plastic bag
From a matron in La Habre with a blown-out crack
WHO DIES TO SUCK THE FRINGE OFF OF JIMMY CARL BLACK!
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"The Spew King"
"The Spew King"
[Howard:] I think the big problem, Ian, is that it sort of gotta go "HOO-HAA!" as you do it. HOO-WAAARGH!
[Ian:] You're gonna be the king, the spew king, really
[?:] Disintegrated in two seconds
[Howard:] Walter Dale
[?:] Oh, God, there's a few people here, I didn't
[?:] There are a lot people here
[?:] My God
[?:] They're all twelve years old and pimply
[Aynsley:] Are they penetratable?
"The Spew King"
[Howard:] I think the big problem, Ian, is that it sort of gotta go "HOO-HAA!" as you do it. HOO-WAAARGH!
[Ian:] You're gonna be the king, the spew king, really
[?:] Disintegrated in two seconds
[Howard:] Walter Dale
[?:] Oh, God, there's a few people here, I didn't
[?:] There are a lot people here
[?:] My God
[?:] They're all twelve years old and pimply
[Aynsley:] Are they penetratable?