| [FZ] Chop a line now! ▶
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| You are a person with a snow job
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| You got a fancy gotta-go job
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| Where the cocaine decision that you make today
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| Will mean that millions somewhere else will do it your way
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| You are a person who is high class
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| You are a person not in my class
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| And the cocaine decision that you make today
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| Will mean nothing later on when you get nose decay
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| I don’t wanna know ‘bout the things that you pull
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| Outta your nose or where they goes
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| But if you are wasted from the stuff you’re stickin’ in it
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| I get madder every day ‘cause what you do an’ what you say affects my life in such a way
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| I learn to hate it every minute!
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| [Instrumental]
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| I don’t wanna know ‘bout the things that you pull
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| Outta your nose or where they goes
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| But if you are wasted from the stuff you’re stickin’ in it
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| I get madder every day ‘cause what you do an’ what you say affects my life in such a way
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| I learn to hate it every minute!
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| You are a doctor or a lawyer
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| You got an office with a foyer
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| And the cocaine decision that you make today
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| Will not be discovered till it’s over an’ done by the customers you hold at bay
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| You are a movie business guy
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| You got accountants who supply
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| The necessary figures to determine when you fly
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| To Acapulco, where all your friends go
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| We must watch the stuff you make
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| You have let us eat the cake
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| While your accountants tell you: “Yes, yes, yes”
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| You make expensive ugliness
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| (How do you do it? Let me guess…)
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| Cocaine decisions…
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| [FZ] What’s the thing that they’s talkin’ about everywhere
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| SEX
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| When they wanna be suave an’ debonair?
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| SEX
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| What’s poppin’ up the most from coast to coast
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| SEX
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| At your bongo party an’ your weenie roast?
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| SEX
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| Even them Christians who is born again
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| SEX
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| Go out an’ get pooched every now an’ then
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| SEX
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| Do you do or don’t you don’t?
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| SEX
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| Bet you’re lyin’ if you say you won’t
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| Some girls try it an’ go on a diet
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| Then they worry ‘cause they’s too fat
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| Who wants t’ride on an ironin’ board?
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| That ain’t no fun… I tried me one
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| Grow that meat all over your bones
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| Work the wall ▶ with the local jones
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| An’ while you do it, remember this line
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| The Sniffer says it all the time:
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| “The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin’
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| The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin’
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| The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin’
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| The bigger the cushion…”
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| Makes no difference if you’re young or old
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| SEX
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| Don’t you act like it’s made of gold?
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| SEX
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| Ladies they need it just like the guys
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| SEX
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| Maybe you could use a protein surprise
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| SEX
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| Layin’ down or standin’ up
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| SEX
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| If it feels good, just keep it up
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| SEX
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| Any time, anywhere
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| SEX
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| Why do you think it’s growin’ there?
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| Some girls try it an’ they don’t like it
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| They complain ‘cause it don’t last
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| Who wants to ride on a debutante?
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| They talks too much… they moves too fast
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| Watch the scenery while you ride
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| You can be very warm inside
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| An’ when the ✄ train goes ‘round the bend
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| Check the shrub’ry on the other end
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| “The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin’
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| The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin’
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| The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin’
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| The bigger the cushion…”
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| “The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin’
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| The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin’
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| The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin’
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| The bigger the cushion…”
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| [FZ] The cosmos at large
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| It’s so very big
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| It’s so far away
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| The comets…
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| The craters…
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| The vapors
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| The solar wind
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| The residual echoes…
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| The residual echoes…
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| The residual echoes…
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| The residual echoes…
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| The residual echoes… from the giant explosion
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| WHERE THEY SAID IT BEGINNED
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| The germs from space
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| The negative-virus knitwear
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| The blobulent suit
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| THAT’S RIGHT! The blobulent suit!
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| It’s made of rubber, it’s very ugly
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| It’s got an air hose…
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| The guy that has it all has a space wrench ▶
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|
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| The things that were supposed to be green in the black and white movies
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| They get you in the neck when you’re not looking
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| They get you, they get you, they get you, get you, get you
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| The radio is broken
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| It don’t work no more
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| The radio is broken
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| It don’t work no more
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| The lovely Lisa Kranston
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| (Her father invented the secret fuel
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| That’s right!
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| For the rocket)
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| So she gets to go with a clipboard
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| She writes it down when the meters go around
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| And falls in love in a SPACE WARP
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| SPACE WARP
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| SPACE WARP
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| The giant knobs
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| The porthole where you see the Earth for the first time
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| The corrugated fiberglass interior walls
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| The partially reclining G-force lawn furniture
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| The brown hole
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| The pointed brassieres ▶
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| The atomic war
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| The tiny little dresses on the space girls
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| A love-starved race
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| Begging to reproduce with earthmen
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| They need to reproduce
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| With John Agar
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| They need to reproduce
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| With Morris Ankrum
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| They need to reproduce
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| With Richard Basehart
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| They need to reproduce
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| With Jackie Coogan
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| They need to reproduce
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| With Sonny Tufts
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|
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| The botchino…
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| The botchino…
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| The botchino…
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| The botchino…
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| The botchino…
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| The botchino…
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| The gigantic spider
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| The co-pilot always plays the harmonica
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|
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| The navigator always gets killed by a bad space person
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| Uh-oh, the radio is broken
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| It don’t work anymore
|
| The radio is broken
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| It don’t work anymore
|
| The radio is broken
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| It don’t work anymore
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| We’ll never get back to the Earth no more
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| Uh-oh
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| We have to fall in love on URANUS
|
| The radio is…
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| That’s right
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| Uh-oh
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| The radio is broken
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| The METEOR STORM
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| You spilled your Coke
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| You’re stepping on the popcorn
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| John Agar!
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| Uh-oh
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| Dwarf Nebula! ▶
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| [FZ] The dangerous kitchen
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| If it ain’t one thing it’s another
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| In the middle of the night when you get home
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| The bread things are all dry an’ scratchy
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| The meat things where the cats ate through the paper
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| The can things with the sharp little edges that can cut your fingers when you’re not looking
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| The soft little things on the floor that you step on
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| They can all be DANGEROUS
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|
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| Sometimes the milk can hurt you
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| (If you put it on your cereal before you smell the plastic container)
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| And the stuff in the strainer
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| Has a mind of its own
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| So be very careful
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| In the dangerous kitchen
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| When the night time has fallen
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| And the roaches are crawlin’
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| In the kitchen of danger
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| You can feel like a stranger
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|
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| The bananas are black
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| They got flies in the back
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| And also the chicken
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| In the dish with the foil
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| Where the cream is all clabbered
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| And the salad is frightful
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| Your return in the evening
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| Can be less than delightful
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| You must walk very careful
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| You must not lean against it
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| It can get on your clothing
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| It can follow you in
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| As you walk to the bedroom
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| And you take all your clothes off
|
| While you’re sleeping it crawls off
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| It gets in your bed
|
| It could get on your face then
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| It could eat your complexion
|
| You could die from the danger
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| Of the dangerous kitchen
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|
|
| Who the fuck wants to clean it?
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|
|
| It’s disgusting and dirty
|
| The sponge on the drainer
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| Is stinky and squirty
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| If you squeeze it when you wipe up
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| What you get on your hands then
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| Could unbalance your glands and
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| Make you blind or whatever
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| In the dangerous kitchen
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| At my house tonight
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| [FZ] Well, this is the story of a man who lived in Utopia
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| This is the story of a man who lived in Utopia
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| He was a funny little fella with feet just like I showed ya
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|
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| Well, he had a girl, her name was Mary Lou
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| Well, he had a girl, her name was Mary Lou
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| She did everything for him that she could do
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|
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| But still (still) still (still) still he wouldn’t treat her right
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| But still (still) still (still) still he wouldn’t treat her right
|
| He would leave in the morning, don’t come back till late at night
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|
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| Oh, Mary Lou
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| Mary Lou, Mary Lou
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| Oh, child, you big fool
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| Big fool, big fool
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| Oh, Mary Lou
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| Mary Lou, Mary Lou
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| Oh, child, you big fool
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| Big fool, big fool
|
| You did everything for him that you could do
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| Mary Lou, Mary Lou
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|
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| I’m going to tell you a story about Mary Lou
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| I mean the kind of a girl who make a fool of you
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| She’d make a young man groan and a poor man pain
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| The way she took my money was a cryin’ shame
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|
|
| Mary Lou
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| She took my watch and chain
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| Mary Lou
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| She took my diamond ring
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| Mary Lou
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| She took my Cadillac car
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| Jumped in my kitty and then drove afar
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|
|
| Well, she picked up from Georgia, moved to Kalamazoo
|
| Made her a fortune outta fools like you
|
| Met her a rich man who was married and had two kids
|
| She stoked that cat until he flipped his lid
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|
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| Mary Lou
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| She took my watch and chain
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| Mary Lou
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| She took my diamond ring
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| Mary Lou
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| She took my Cadillac car
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| Jumped in my kitty and then drove afar
|
|
|
| Well, she came back to town about a week ago
|
| Told me she was sorry she had hurt me so
|
| I had a ‘55 Ford and a two dollar bill
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| The way she took that man she gave me a chill
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|
|
| Mary Lou
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| She took my watch and chain
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| Mary Lou
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| She took my diamond ring
|
| Mary Lou
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| She took my Cadillac car
|
| Jumped in my kitty and then drove afar
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|
|
| Mary Lou
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| Mary Lou, Mary Lou
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| Oh, child, you big fool
|
| Big fool, big fool
|
| Ahh, Mary Lou
|
| Mary Lou, Mary Lou
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| Oh, child, you big fool
|
| Big fool, big fool
|
| You did everything for him that you could do
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| Mary Lou, Mary Lou
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| You did everything for him that you could do
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| Mary Lou, Mary Lou
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| You did everything for him that you could do
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| [From “The Real Frank Zappa Book”]
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| I realize that a lot of people feel that speaking out against unions is almost “Un-American”. I remind them: not all of America is unionized - in fact, the vast majority of Americans are not - and glad about it. Some people fear that if the unions were to vanish, the labor situation would return to the way it was in the beginning, with child labor and sweatshops. I agree with them. Large employers do tend toward unscrupulous behavior when nobody is looking over their shoulder.
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|
|
| [FZ] This is a song about the union, friends
|
| How they fucked you over and the way they bends
|
| The rules to suit a special few
|
| And you gets pooched every time they do
|
|
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
|
|
| Once upon a time the idea was good
|
| If only they’d a-done what they said they would
|
| It ain’t no better, they’s makin’ it worse
|
| The labor movement’s got the mafia curse
|
|
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
|
|
| Don’t be no fool, don’t be no dope
|
| Common sense is your only hope
|
| When the union tells you it’s time to strike
|
| Tell the motherfucker to take a hike
|
|
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
|
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ray Collins] Just to have a good thing
|
| [Ike Willis] You gotta stick, you gotta stick, yeah
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ray Collins] I paid my union dues
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ike Willis] And my benefits ran out the other day-ay-yeah
|
| [Ray Collins] I’m gonna buy me a Japanese car
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ike Willis] I gotta need, yeah, I have a need
|
| [Ray Collins] Talkin’ ‘bout manics!
|
|
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ike Willis] But things on the supply side ain’t too good for me today
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ray Collins] I’m moving to Tokyo, y’all
|
| [Ike Willis] I know you told me I gotta be at the end line
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ray Collins] Detroit turned into an awful cold town
|
| [Ike Willis] Unemployment line, unemployment line
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ike Willis] I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know, yeah
|
|
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ike Willis] Oh yeah
|
| [Ray Collins] Said my check was in the mail
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People, we gotta stick together
|
| [Ike Willis] Get in the line!
|
| You know we gotta stick together
|
| People we gotta…
|
| [FZ] Once upon a time, it was in Albuquerque, in New Mexico
|
| There were these girls that worked at the college
|
| They were really cool…
|
| (They thought so anyway)
|
| They would be delighted to tell you how suave they were
|
| At the drop of a hat
|
| There was three of ‘em:
|
| One of them thought she was a Beauty Queen…
|
| The other one was a walking blow job
|
| And then there was this skinny girl…
|
| Oh well…
|
|
|
| Some of the guys in the band got together with the girls from the college
|
| They were having a good time…
|
| (We were in Albuquerque for a couple of days)
|
| But these girls thought they were Hot Shit an’ wouldn’t pooch the guys in the band on the first day, so…
|
| A couple of the guys in the band who were desperate for that kind of action
|
| Kept workin’ on ‘em for two days
|
| Which is a waste of fuckin’ time anyway…
|
| So, anyway…
|
| But if that’s your idea of a good time, what the…
|
|
|
| (Hey, send those pants up here, here’s some more. OK, good-good! Traditional cotton… oh, how sweet! Umf, huh-huh huh-huhhh. Here, work these!)
|
|
|
| Anyway… we’re in Albuquerque, New Mexico
|
| A couple of the guys in the band, who shall go nameless because their girlfriends might find out
|
| Decided they were gonna work the wall ▶ on these girls from the college
|
| So, one night… it was the first night when they were still trying to get it in there
|
| (Ya know what I mean? Huh-huh-huh)
|
| The skinny girl, she says to one of the guys in the band, she says, well, to several of the guys in the band and one of the T-shirt guys too:
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| “Hey, let’s go skinny-dipping!”
|
| At two o’clock in the morning at the pool at the hotel
|
| That’s right, your heard right, two o’clock in the morning, pool at the hotel… it was so fun…
|
| But the water was very, very cold ▶
|
| So they go out there
|
| And the girl who was really skinny an’ probably totally insensitive to climatic changes
|
| Took all of her garments off and she jumped in the pool
|
| And she says: “Hey guys, come on in!”
|
| Well, one of them did…
|
| The other one was too smart for that shit
|
| So him and the T-shirt guy sat by the edge of the pool
|
| And when the girl, who was really skinny (and insensitive to climatic changes)
|
| Took off her clothes and jumped in the pool, she threw her pants over there by the little table
|
|
|
| Well, one of the guys from the band picked up her panties
|
| (He told me later that the stuff in the bottom was like punching an éclair…)
|
| Anyhow…
|
| There was nothing else to do… it was Albuquerque, New Mexico
|
| It’s two o’clock in the morning… they’re not going to get any nooky anyway…
|
| So this one guy and the T-shirt guy started sniffing the girl’s panties…
|
| They were sniffing the fudge and sniffing the glue… ▶
|
| Sniffing everything that adhered to these delightful little morsels
|
| (Some of you might think this is weird… no wonder, it’s not exactly normal, but what the fuck?)
|
| So, they’re snorting it…
|
| (Hey! It’s the twentieth century… whatever you can do to have a good time, let’s get on with it so long as it doesn’t cause a murder…)
|
|
|
| So they’re snorting the pants
|
| An’ then they put them on their heads… they were having a good time… the girl was in the water… she didn’t even see what was going on with her underpants…
|
| They were wearing the pants
|
| It looked just like a tiny little party hat…
|
| Their ears were sticking out the side… it was so fun
|
|
|
| Later on they discovered
|
| This would make a great way of life for them…
|
| They would go from town to town looking for panties
|
| They would take the panties after they were hung up on the clothes line
|
| Later on they would take ‘em back in the dressing room
|
| They would play with them…
|
| They would fetish the underpants…
|
| They would snort every little morsel attached to the underpants… and then…
|
| They would feel that they were FULFILLED
|
|
|
| And so you can see
|
| That what we’re doing here on stage is part of a Great American Tradition
|
| The tradition of the jazz discharge party hats
|
| You-you-you-ooo
|
| Look like a dor-r-r-k
|
| You act like a dork
|
| Most of the time, also
|
|
|
| You’re a dor-r-r-r-k
|
| Butt rash, butt rash, butt ra-iee-ah-iee-ash
|
| You are a double-dork butt rash
|
| Butt rash, butt rash, butt ra-iee-ah-iee-ash
|
| You are a dork, dork, dork, dork, dor-r-r-r-k!
|
| Butt rash, butt rash, butt ra-iee-ah-iee-ash
|
| Nobody wants to… (That goes there? OK, OK)
|
| Bu-uh-uh-uh-utt rash
|
|
|
| You are boring… you have nothing to say
|
| Butt rash, butt rash, butt rash, butt rash
|
| Nobody wants to hang out with you
|
| You eat cheese, you eat cheese and other things
|
| You can can wrap it up an’ take it with you
|
| Butt rash, butt rash, butt rash, butt rash
|
| From the table
|
| Luigi & the wise guys at the table
|
| With Luigi & the wise guys
|
|
|
| You are a dork
|
| You are a dor-r-r-r-k
|
| A double dork butt rash
|
| There’s one in every crew, do you know who you are?
|
| We know, but we won’t tell you
|
| Butt rash, butt rash, butt ra-iee-ah-iee-ash
|
| We don’t want to hurt your feelings
|
| Butt rash, butt rash, butt ra-iee-ah-iee-ash
|
| But you’re a dor-r-r-r-k
|
| Bu-uh-uh-uh-utt rash
|
|
|
| Might as well admit it
|
| ✄ When you’re a dork
|
| You’re a dork all the way
|
| Nobody wants to hang out with you
|
| You’re a dork
|
| A double…
|
| A double dork butt rash
|
| A double butt rash dork
|
| Luigi & the wise guys at the table
|
|
|
| You look like a dork
|
| Like a dork
|
| You act like a dork most of the time
|
| You’re a dor-r-r-r-k
|
|
|
| Double dork
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| Double dork
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| Double dork butt rash
|
| DOR-R-R-R-K
|
|
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| Double dork
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| Double dork
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| Double dork butt rash
|
| DOR-R-R-R-K
|
|
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| Double dork
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| Double dork
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| Double dork butt rash
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