[Thana Harris] He used to be very kind…
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(In his own crude way)
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He wasn’t always like I wanted him to be!
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He wasn’t smart
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He wasn’t handsome either
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But he thrilled me when he drilled me
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And I’ve never loved a monster quite like he…
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Because his love was so “flambay”
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His kisses burned me so
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His kisses turned me
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From a queen on a throne
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To a shrivelling stool!
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Here I stand, all alone:
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A spider’s fool!
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(When it’s me he needs to fondle his tool!)
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I guess some bugs are just that way!
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He don’t really need your love
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He don’t really need you…
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To be there
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When his hair
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Gets matted and gray
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With a broom cleaning his room
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From the mess he made that day
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Out of earthling arms he nibbled away!
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Oh, Hunchentoot, my love, how could you desert me now?
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Oh, Hunchentoot, you brute, can’t you see I want you?
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Stay with me!
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Flagrantly!
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And we’ll have ecstasy!
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For all eternity!
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Because your love is so “flambay”
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You kisses burn me so
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Mmmh, your kisses turn me
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From a queen on a throne
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To a shrivelling stool!
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I don’t mind if you’re unkind
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‘Cause spiders rule!
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Yes, you’re all real cool
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With those little webs you spool
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And all your “spider drool”
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Oh, let me float in your pool!
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[Thana Harris] Listen carefully, “Spider of Destiny”!
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You must heed the call of cosmo-biology!
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Listen to me!
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If you eat the earthlings now
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Things will all be fine, and then
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We’ll repair our love somehow
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And resume the busy schedule
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Of our ruthless conquest once again!
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Listen carefully, “Spider of Destiny”!
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I will not allow this marvelous opportunity to be taken from me!
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Taken from me!
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Eat the Earth people! Eat them and chew them and brutally
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Stomp on the rest of what’s left
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And then report to me…
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For the conquest of Earth (and the moon and the stars)
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And the space in between all the comets and stuff
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Will be ours!
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[Instrumental]
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Eat the Earth people! Eat them and chew them and brutally
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Stomp on the rest of what’s left
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Stomp on the rest of what’s left
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Stomp on the rest of what’s left
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[Thana Harris] Time is money…
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But Space is a long, long time!
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Perhaps you are surprised to see I speak your language?
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But I have been monitoring your Earthly broadcasts for many years… for many years…
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And the reception on my little planet is extremely fine!
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Time is money…
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Space is a long, long time!
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On my lonely throne in the cosmic night
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I ponder the vast expanses between your puny world and mine!
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From my Couch-In-The-Sky
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As my planet goes by
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I behold all your misery below there!
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I have seen all your lying
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And crying, and dying
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And, believe me, your planet is nowhere!
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Space is a very long time!
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(And if the equation, as set forth above
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Is proved when we get to the bottom line…
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The “Powers Financial” I’ll hold o’er your world will complete my fantastic design!)
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And the whole “Equivalent Earth” shall be mine!
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And the whole “Equivalent Earth” shall be mine!
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And the whole “Equivalent Earth” shall be mine!
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Mine!
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Mine!
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Mine!
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Mine!
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Mine!
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Mine!
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Mine!
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Mine!
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MINE!
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[Notes by FZ on “The Guitar World according to Frank Zappa” - 1987] “Sleep Dirt” was one of several disputed releases involved in the infamous Warner Brothers / Cohen Brothers law suit. The retail copies that eventually reached the marketplace were distinguished by unattractive covers, miserable disc mastering and non-existent promotion. Consequently, few fans have heard this cut.
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I seldom play acoustic guitar, and this performance (the only complete take from the session) is a rare example of a performance in this setting. The tune itself was composed in a hotel room in Stockholm, Sweden, sometime in November 1971, as a result of borrowing the Martin guitar (owned then by Mark Volman) and experimenting on a day off during the tour. I eventually traded Mark a Telecaster for the Martin. It now sits unused in a dark corner of the studio.
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[FZ] Arf
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[James Youmans] About that tempo?
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[FZ] Mm-hm
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[Instrumental]
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[James Youmans] Damn!
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[FZ] Gettin’ tired?
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[James Youmans] No, uh… my fingers got stuck!
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[Instrumental]
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[Patrick O’Hearn] Damn it!
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[Instrumental]
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