Hard Times Come Again No More Lyrics Freak

Freak Out!

(The Mothers Of Invention, two LPs, Verve/MGM Five/V6-5005-two, June 27, 1966)

Song timings and track separations based on the Zappa Records/Universal 2012 CD version.

Hungry Freaks, Daddy iii:xxx
I Ain't Got No Heart 2:35
Who Are The Encephalon Constabulary? 3:33
Become Cry On Somebody Else's Shoulder 3:41
Motherly Love ii:45
How Could I Be Such A Fool 2:13
Wowie Zowie 2:53
You Didn't Try To Telephone call Me 3:xviii
Any Style The Wind Blows 2:55
I'm Not Satisfied ii:38
You're Probably Wondering Why I'm Here iii:38
Trouble Every Day 5:50
Help, I'm A Rock 4:43
It Can't Happen Here three:56
The Return Of The Son Of Monster Magnet 12:19

Sunset-Highland Studios of T.T.Thou.
March nine-12, 1966

Produced by Tom Wilson
Director of applied science for MGM: Val Valentin
The earth'southward most patient engineers: Ami Hadani & Tom Hidley

Comprehend blueprint: Jack Anesh
Comprehend photo: Ray Leong

The Mothers Of Invention:
Frank Zappa—Musical director, guitar & vocals
Ray Collins—Lead vocalist, harmonica, tambourine, finger cymbals, bobby pin & tweezers
Jim Black—Drums (also sings in some foreign language)
Roy Estrada—Bass & guitarron; boy soprano
Elliot Ingber—Alternating lead & rhythm guitar with clear white light

THE MOTHERS' AUXILIARY:
Factor Estes—percussion
Eugene DiNovi—piano
Neil LeVang—guitar
John Rotella—clarinet, sax
Kurt Reher—cello
Raymond Kelley—cello
Paul Bergstrom—cello
Ant Sargeant—cello
Joseph Saxon—cello
Edwin V. Beach—cello
Arthur Maebe—French horn, tuba
George Price—French horn
John Johnson—tuba
Ballad Kaye—12-cord guitar
Virgil Evans—trumpet
David Wells—trombone
Kenneth Watson—percussion
Plas Johnson—flute
Roy Caton—copyist, trumpet?
Carl Franzoni—vocalisation
Vito—voice, percussion?
Kim Fowley—(Featured on hypophone)
Benjamin Barrett—contractor
David Anderle

Besides pictured:
P. F. Sloan
Sherril Forbes
Mike Lustan
Cory Wells
Les McCann—piano
Paul Butterfield

Uncredited:
Motorhead Sherwood—noises
Mac Rebennack (aka Dr. John)—piano
Danny Hutton
Bobby Beausoleil—vocals
Jean Vassar—(the voice of Cheese)
Cherry-red Wood—spoons

one. Hungry Freaks, Daddy iii:30

Mothermania
The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object
Understanding America
Route Tapes, Venue #ane

Mister America
Walk on by
Your schools that do not teach
Mister America
Walk on by
The minds that won't exist reached
Mister America
Effort to hide
The emptiness that'south you within
When once you find that the manner y'all lied
And all the corny tricks you tried
Will not forestall the ascension tide of
Hungry freaks, Daddy . . .

They won't get
For no more
Nifty mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say
What's on their minds
(The left-behinds of the Not bad Society)

Hungry freaks, Daddy . . .

Mister America
Walk on by
Your supermarket dream
Mister America
Walk on by
The liquor shop supreme
Mister America
Try to hide
The product of your savage pride
The useful minds that it denied
The solar day y'all shrugged and stepped aside
You saw their apparel and then you cried:
THOSE HUNGRY FREAKS, DADDY!

They won't get
For no more than
Great mid-western hardware shop
Philosophy that turns abroad
From those who aren't agape to say
What's on their minds
(The left-behinds of the Great Society)

ii. I Ain't Got No Heart ii:35

Joe's Corsage
The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object
FZ:OZ
Buffalo
Tinsel Boondocks Rebellion
Zappa '88: The Last U.South. Show

includes an excerpt from Who Are The Brain Police? (Department B)

Ain't got no middle
I ain't got no heart
To requite abroad

I sit and express mirth
At fools in love
There ain't no such thing
As love
No angels singing
Upwards above today

Girl I don't believe
Girl I don't believe
In what yous say

Y'all say your heart is simply mine
I say to you:
"You lot must exist blind!"
What makes you think that y'all're
Then FINE?
That I would throw away
The 'dandy' life I lead?
'Cause, baby, what yous got, yeah,
It sure ain't what I need

Girl you'd better go
Girl you'd better become abroad
I think that life with you would exist
But not quite the matter for me
Why is it so difficult to come across my fashion?

Why should I be stuck with y'all
It'southward just non what I want to practise
Why should an cover or ii
Make me such a role of you?
I ain't got no heart to give away

3. Who Are The Brain Police? iii:33

The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object
Mothermania
Understanding America
Carnegie Hall

What will y'all do if nosotros permit you get home,
And the plastic'south all melted,
And so is the chrome?
WHO ARE THE BRAIN Police force?

What will you exercise when the label comes off,
And the plastic's all melted,
And the chrome is too soft?

WAAAAHHHHHH!
I think I'g gonna die . . .
I think I'1000 gonna dice . . .
I recollect I'm going to die . . .
I call back I'1000 going to die . . .
I remember I'm going to dice . . .
I call back I'm going to die . . .
I'thousand gonna die . . .
I think I'1000 going to die . . .
I think I'm gonna die . . .
I'm going to die . . .
I recollect I'k gonna die . . .
I think I'm gonna die . . .
I recall I'k gonna die . . .
Going to die!

WHO ARE THE BRAIN POLICE?

What will you practise if the people you knew
Were the plastic that melted,
And the chromium too?
WHO ARE THE BRAIN POLICE?

four. Become Cry On Somebody Else's Shoulder 3:41

(FZ/Collins)

Joe's Corsage
The MOFO Projection/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object

A year ago today
Was when yous went away
Merely now you come up back knockin' on my door
And you lot say you're dorsum to stay,
But I say . . .

Go cry
On somebody else'due south shoulder
I'grand somewhat wiser at present
And one whole year older
I sure don't need yous now
And I don't honey you
Anymore

You cheated me baby,
And told some dirty lies about me
Fooled effectually with all those other guys
That's why I had to set you complimentary
I sure don't need you now
And I don't love you
Anymore

A twelvemonth ago today
Y'all went away
And now you come back cryin', cryin'
Darling, please, let me in
Only I don't need you
No, I don't dear you lot anymore
So go lean on . . . become cry on
Somebody else'due south door

Go cry
On somebody else's shoulder
I'm somewhat wiser at present
And one whole year older
I sure don't demand you now
And I don't dear you
Anymore (Oh, my darling!)

Go ahead and cry
Go ahead and let the tears fall out of your eye
(Darling)
Let 'em fall on your clothes
Who cares if it makes a mess?
I gave you lot my high schoolhouse ring
At the root beer stand
We had a teen-age dear, infant
I thought it was charp
It was actually and then 1000 . . . simply

You cheated me infant
And told some muddied lies about me
Fooled around with all those other guys
That's why I had to get my khakis pressed
I sure don't need you now
And I don't love you lot
Anymore

(Ba-ay-by)
Infant,
(I-I-I-I)
I love you so much, darling
(I, oh, I dear you lot)
Why don't yous dig me?
(Ba-ay-by)
I . . . I dig you
Just you don't dig me
(Oh, I need you)
I don't understand what it is
(Ba-ay-past)
I . . . I had my car re-upholstered
I got my hair processed
(Oh, I dearest you)
I got a overnice pompadour chore on it
(Oh, my baby)
I bought a new pair of shoes
(Oh, my love)
I got some new khakis and I met you lot
And we went out to get a Coca-Cola . . .

5. Motherly Dearest 2:45

Joe's Corsage
The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object

Motherly love
Motherly love
Forget about
The brotherly and other-ly love

Motherly love
Is just the thing for you
Yous know your Mothers' gonna dearest ya
Till ya don't know what to practise

The Mothers got beloved
That'll drive ya mad
They're ravin' 'tour the way we practise
No need to feel lone . . .
No need to experience pitiful,
If nosotros ever get a hold on you lot
What you lot need is . . .

Motherly love
(Come on, get it at present)
Motherly love
Forget well-nigh
The brotherly and other-ly love
Motherly love
Is but the thing for you lot
You know your Mothers' gonna love ya
Till ya don't know what to do

Nature'southward been adept
To this hither band
Don't ever remember we're shy
Ship us upwards some little groupies
And we'll take their hands
And stone 'em till they sweat and cry
What yous demand is . . .

Motherly love
(Get it now)
Motherly dearest
Forget most
The brotherly and other-ly dearest
Motherly love
Is only the matter for you
You lot know your Mothers' gonna dearest ya
Till ya don't know what to do

We can honey ya
Till ya accept a eye assail
You'd best believe that'southward true
We'll bite your cervix
And scratch your dorsum
Till you don't know what to exercise
What you demand is . . .

Motherly beloved
Motherly love
Forget about
The brotherly and other-ly honey
Motherly love
Is merely the affair for you lot
You know your Mothers' gonna beloved ya
Till ya don't know what to do

You know I've got a lilliputian motherly love for you infant, yeah
You know I've got a little motherly honey for you dear, yeah
You know it doesn't carp me at all
That y'all're merely eighteen years old
'Cause I got a little motherly dearest for y'all infant

6. How Could I Be Such A Fool ii:13

Joe's Corsage
The Old Masters Box One—Mystery Disc
The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object
Cruising With Ruben & The Jets
Greasy Dearest Songs
FZ:OZ

When I won your love
I was very glad
Every happiness in the globe
Belonged to me
Then our love was lost
And you went away
Now I shed my tears
In solitary misery

I know now that you lot never e'er
Actually loved me
Information technology hurts me now to think you never ever
Really cared
I sit and ask myself a thousand times
To try and find
What really happened
To the love
That we shared

How could I be such a fool
How could I believe
All those lies you told me
How could I exist taken in
By your sweet face
Yous spoiled our honey
You ruined my life
I'm so tore down
I'm a terrible disgrace

But in that location volition come a time
And you lot'll regret the fashion
You treated me
Every bit if I was a fool
And didn't know
The many times you lied
About your love for me
Someone else is gonna know
That your dearest was just a show

How could I be such a fool?

7. Wowie Zowie 2:53

The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object

Wowie Zowie
Your love's a treat
Wowie Zowie
You lot can't exist beat
Wowie Zowie, baby
You're and so groovy
I don't even care
If you shave your legs

Wowie Zowie, baby
You're and then fine
Wowie Zowie, baby
Please be mine
Wowie Zowie
Up and down my spine
I don't fifty-fifty care
If you brush your teeth

Dream of y'all each mornin'
I dream of you each night
Merely the other twenty-four hour period I got then shook upwardly
I dreamed of y'all in the afternoon

I dream of yous each mornin'
I dream of you lot each nighttime
Just the other day I got so shook upward
I had a wink in the afternoon

Wowie Zowie, babe
Love me practice
Wowie Zowie
and I'll love yous also
Wowie Zowie, baby
I'll be true
I don't fifty-fifty care
If your dad'south the rut

(Wowie Zowie . . . )

Wowie
Wowie Zowie
Wowie
Wowie Zowie
Wowie
Wowie Zowie
Wowie
Wowie Zowie
Wowie
Wowie Zowie
Wowie
Wowie Zowie
Wowie . . .

eight. You Didn't Endeavor To Phone call Me 3:xviii

The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Projection/Object
Cruising With Ruben & The Jets
Greasy Beloved Songs
The Mothers 1970
Road Tapes, Venue #3
Philly '76
You Can't Practise That On Stage Anymore Vol.one

You didn't endeavor to call me
Why didn't you attempt, didn't you lot try
Didn't you lot know I was lone?
No matter who I have habitation
I keep on calling your name
And you lot
I demand you so bad
You're the one, babe

Tell me, tell me
Who's loving you lot at present
'Cause it worries my mind
And I can't slumber at all
I stayed home on Friday
Merely to await for your telephone call

And you didn't try to phone call me
Why didn't you try, didn't you endeavour
Didn't you know I was lone?
No matter who I take abode
I keep on calling your name
And you
I need you and then bad
You lot're the ane, babe

Tell me, tell me
Who's loving yous now
'Crusade it worries my mind
And I can't sleep at all
I stayed dwelling house on Friday
But to wait for your call

I can't say what's right or what'southward wrong
Only I honey you
All you gotta do is call me, baby
'Cause I want you

Y'all make me feel then excited, girl
I've got and so hung up on you
From the moment that nosotros met
That no matter how I try
I tin can't go along the tears
From running down my confront
I'm all alone at my place

You lot didn't try to call me
Why didn't you endeavor, didn't you try
Didn't you lot know I was lonely?
(Baby . . . )
Why didn't y'all endeavour, didn't you try
(I say, delight!)
Didn't you know I was solitary?
I stayed home all afternoon, man, I was working on my car
I fixed the upholstery
I fixed the seat so it would tilt back
Nosotros were going to go to the drive-in
And you didn't phone call me, homo
I waited, information technology was Friday night
I remember, man, it was nine o'clock
And I was sitting on dwelling, I was still watching television
And you didn't try to call me
We'd been going steady for 6 weeks
And I thought yous were my teen-historic period thrill
I thought you were my teen angel, man, but you didn't call me
I dig you then much, man, why didn't you call me
If yous could take seen me in the afternoon, I was hung up, I even washed the auto
I, I reprimered the correct front end fender, man
Nosotros were gonna go, we were gonna get out and get some root beer afterwards, man
(Baby!)
And I was gonna show everybody my new carburetor
(Babe!)
And you didn't try to phone call me
(Daughter!)

9. Any Mode The Wind Blows 2:55

The Lost Episodes
Joe's Corsage
The MOFO Projection/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object
Cruising With Ruben & The Jets
Greasy Love Songs
Carnegie Hall

Any way the wind blows
Is-a fine with me
Any way the wind blows
It don't matter to me
'Crusade I'thou thru with-a fussin'
And-a fightin' with-a you lot
I went out and establish a adult female
Who is gonna exist true
She makes me oh then happy at present
I'm never e'er blue
Whatever way the wind blows
Any style the wind blows
Any mode the wind blows

She is my heart and soul
And she loves me tenderly
Now my story can be told
Only how good she is to me
Yeah, she treats me like she loves me
And she never makes me cry
I'k gonna stick with her
Till the day I die
She's not like y'all, infant
She would never ever lie
Any way the air current blows
Any way the wind blows
Any way the wind blows

Any fashion the wind blows
Any way the current of air blows
Any manner the current of air blows

Now that I am free
From the troubles of the past
Took me much besides long to see
That our romance couldn't last
I'm gonna go away
And leave you standing at the door
I'll tell you, pretty baby,
I won't be back no more
'Cause yous don't even know
What love is for
Any way the wind blows
Whatever way the wind blows
Any mode the wind blows

10. I'm Non Satisfied ii:38

The MOFO Projection/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object
Cruising With Ruben & The Jets
Greasy Love Songs
FZ:OZ

Aye!

Got no place to go
(I'thou tired of walking
Up and down the street all past myself)
No love left for me to give
(I tried and tried
But no 1 wants me the manner I am)
Why should I pretend I like
To roam from door to door
Possibly I'll just kill myself
I just don't care no more than

Because
I'grand not satisfied
Everything I've tried
I don't like the way
Life has been abusing me

Yes!
Yeah!

Who would care
If I was gone
(I never met no i
Who'd care if I was dead and gone)
Who needs me
To care for them
(Nobody needs me
Why should I simply hang effectually?)
Why should I but sit down and watch
While the others grin
I simply wish that someone cared
If I was happy for a while
Considering
I'm not satisfied
Everything I've tried
I don't like the way
Life has been abusing me

Yeah!

11. Yous're Probably Wondering Why I'thou Hither 3:38

Mothermania
The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Projection/Object
Understanding America

Bop bop-bop bop-bop bop-BOW
Bop bop-bop bop-bop bop-BOW

You lot're probably wondering
Why I'm here
And then am I
Then am I

Just as much every bit you wonder
'Bout me bein' in this place
(Yeah!)
That's but how much I marvel
At the lameness on your confront
You rise each day the aforementioned former manner
And join your friends out on the street
Spray your hair
And think you're not bad
I think your life is incomplete
Simply maybe that's non for me to say
They only pay me here to play

(I wanna hear "Caravan" with a drum sola!)

You're probably wondering
Why I'm here
And so am I
And so am I

Simply as much as you wonder
'Bout me starin' back at you
(Yeah!)
That's but how much I question
The corny things yous practice

Y'all pigment your face and then yous chase
To meet the gang where the activity is
Stomp all night
And drinkable your fizz
Roll your car and say "Gee whiz!"
You tore a large pigsty in your convertible top
What will y'all tell your Mom and Pop?

(Mom, I tore a big hole in the convertible)

Yous're probably wondering
Why I'k here
And then am I
So am I

Only as much every bit you wonder
If I mean just what I say
(Yeah!)
That's only how much I question
The social games you play

You lot told your Mom you're stoked on Tom
And went for a cruise in Freddie's motorcar
Tommy'south asking
Where you are
You lot boogied all night in a cheesy bar
Plastic boots and plastic hat
And you think you know where it's at?

You're probably wondering
Why I'thousand hither
(Non that it makes a heck of a lot of a difference to ya)

12. Trouble Every Mean solar day 5:50

The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object
Agreement America
Route Tapes, Venue #1
Y'all Can't Do That On Phase Anymore vol. five
The Mothers 1970
Roxy & Elsewhere
A Token Of His Farthermost Soundtrack
Does Sense of humor Vest In Music?
The Best Ring You Never Heard In Your Life

Well I'm about to get sick
From watchin' my Television receiver
Been checkin' out the news
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every twenty-four hour period
Is just another rotten mess
And when information technology's gonna change, my friend
Is anybody's guess

So I'grand watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Fifty-fifty recall I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no style to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to filibuster
That trouble comin' every day

Wed I watched the riot . . .
Seen the cops out on the street
Watched 'em throwin' rocks and stuff
And chokin' in the heat
Listened to reports
About the whisky passin' 'round
Seen the smoke and fire
And the market burnin' down
Watched while everybody
On his street would take a turn
To stomp and blast and bash and crash
And slash and bust and burn

And I'm watchin' and I'1000 waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Fifty-fifty think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there'due south no way to filibuster
That problem comin' every day
No fashion to delay
That trouble comin' every day

Well, y'all tin can absurd information technology,
You tin can heat information technology . . .
'Cause, baby, I don't need it . . .
Take your Goggle box tube and consume it
'N all that phony stuff on sports
'Northward all the unconfirmed reports
You lot know I watched that rotten box
Until my head begin to hurt
From checkin' out the way
The newsman say they go the dirt
Before the guys on aqueduct and so-and-and then

And further they assert
That any show they'll interrupt
To bring you lot news if it comes up
They say that if the place blows upwardly
They will exist the starting time to tell,
Considering the boys they got downtown
Are workin' hard and doin' peachy,
And if anybody gets the news
Earlier it hits the street,
They say that no one blabs it faster
Their coverage tin can't be beat

And if another woman driver
Gets auto-gunned from her seat
They'll send some joker with a brownie
And y'all'll see information technology all complete

So I'one thousand watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the all-time
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That in that location'southward no way to delay
That problem comin' every mean solar day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every twenty-four hour period

Hey, you know something people?
I'm not blackness
But at that place's a whole lots a times
I wish I could say I'm not white

Well, I seen the fires burnin'
And the local people turnin'
On the merchants and the shops
Who used to sell their brooms and mops
And every other household item
Watched a mob but turn and bite 'em
And they say it served 'em correct
Because a few of them are white,
And information technology's the same beyond the nation
Blackness and white discrimination
Yellin' "You can't understand me!"
'N all that other jazz they hand me
In the papers and TV and
All that mass stupidity
That seems to grow more every day
Each time you lot hear some nitwit say
He wants to get and do you in
Considering the color of your pare
Simply don't appeal to him
(No affair if it's black or white)
Considering he's out for blood tonight

You lot know we got to sit down around at home
And spotter this thing brainstorm
But I bet there won't be many alive
To encounter it really cease
'Cause the fire in the street
Ain't like the fire in the heart
And in the eyes of all these people
Don't y'all know that this could start
On whatever street in whatsoever boondocks
In whatever state if any clown
Decides that now'due south the fourth dimension to fight
For some ideal he thinks is correct
And if a million more concord
There own't no Swell Lodge
Equally it applies to you and me
Our country isn't free
And the law refuses to come across
If all that you can ever be
Is merely a lousy janitor
Unless your uncle owns a store
You lot know that five in every four
But won't corporeality to nothin' more
Gonna watch the rats go across the floor
And make upwardly songs nigh being poor

Blow your harmonica, son!

13. Aid, I'm A Stone 4:43

The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object
Route Tapes, Venue #1
Ahead Of Their Time

includes an extract from Who Are The Brain Police? (Section B)

Kim Fowley—vocals

Help, I'm a rock
Help, I'm a stone
Help, I'thousand a rock
Help, I'm a stone

Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah

Ay-yo ee-ow-ee-ow-ee
Veni-ma-no too mah
Veni veni ka toree tor (see'dra votra nee!)
Vedi-vedi ki-ta-la tom-bay
Vel-lay ka-la tay-la-tor
Vel-lay kay-la ta-la-sor
Vel-lay kay-lay ka-la-tor
Vel-lay kay-la sa-la-tay
Vor-a kor-ay tor-a-tor
Vel-la kay-la sa-la tch'ay
Vor-a kor-ay kay-a la kur'ad
Vor-a silli kay-t'ay tcha-to
Vor-a kay-ay tay-lay tay-ay tcha-to

Klanna-tholl
Klanna-tholl
Klanna-tholl
Pik-a-dill-a exercise-tchay
Pik-a-li-sa no-say (o-ooh)

Bi-ni-bi-ni me-ho-la-ka ta-ka-ho-ba
Say-kay pay-tay-ho-a-la tur-i-ca (Mee-oo-da-ra)
Chil-li pil-li ka-zi-o-bi-a bee bee bee bee (Practise-dee-bop)
You know . . . (a-mad hee)

(Arrrrreeeeeeeeeeeee . . . )
Oooooooooooaaaaaaaaaa . . .
OOOOaaaaaaaaaaa . . . . . . . . . (ah, hah)

O-wee ya yo yo yo a-ki-o wee
A-ki-o-ka a-yi-a-ee
A-ki-o-ka o-ki-o-wee
A-ki-o-ka o-ki-o-wee
A-ki-o-ka o-ki-o-wee
A-ki-o-ka o-ki-o-wee
A ki-o-ka o-wee-say ya-vo

Pedi-goh
Pedi-koh
Ann-i tcho-ee-see-na
Per-a-ko-ee-say
Kar-ra
May-a-ta
Uh-oh
Uh-oh
Uh-oh
Uh-oh
Uh-oh
Hay-lo
Pray-lo
Say la do sa ka ho-say
Vay-lay ko say-let-a-no
Vay-la ka sa la to-shay
Va-la ko-lo-tay
Ay-o
Lay-o
Lay-o
Aaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaa
O-ha o-ha yew
Ah-yew
Lay la-fan
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Aid, I'g a rock!
Help, I'm a rock!
Help, I'm a rock!
Somebody!
Help, I'm a stone!
Please!
Help, I'1000 a rock!
Please!
Help, I'm a rock!
Please!
Aid, I'm a rock!
Wow!
Assistance, I'm a rock!
Wow!
Help, I'm a stone!
Assistance, I'chiliad a rock!
Somebody helps me

Wow, man, it's a elevate beingness a rock
(Aid, I'm a rock)
(Aid, I'm a stone)
(Help, I'm a rock)
I wish I was annihilation but a rock
Heck, I'd even like to exist a policeman
Hey, yous know what?
You lot know mayhap if I practise, you know
Perhaps if I laissez passer my driving test
I could get a gig drivin' that bus that pick the freaks up
In front of Ben Frank'south, correct?

Help, I'grand a cop!
Help, I'm a cop!
Help, I'g a cop!
Help, I'k a cop!
(Assist, I'grand a rock)
Assist, I'yard a cop!
(Help, I'm a rock)

It's a elevate being a cop
I remember I'd rather be the mayor

Always wondered what I was gonna be when I grew up, y'all know
Always wondered whether or non . . . whether or not I could brand information technology
Y'all know, in society, because,
You know, it'due south a drag when you're rejected
And so I tore the cover off a book of matches
And I sent in
And I got this letter back that said . . .

xiv. It Tin't Happen Here iii:56

Mothermania
The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Project/Object
Understanding America
Road Tapes, Venue #3

includes a quotation from Funiculì Funiculà (Denza/Turco)

Information technology can't happen here
Information technology can't happen here
I'1000 telling you, my dear
That it can't happen here
Because I been checkin' it out, infant
I checked information technology out a couple a times

Only I'k telling you
It can't happen here
Oh darling, it's of import that you believe me
(Bop bop bop bop)
That information technology can't happen here

Who could imagine that they would freak out somewhere
in Kansas . . .
(Kansas . . . Kansas . . . Kansas . . . Kansas . . . )
(Kansas, Kansas, do-do-dun to-to
Kansas, Kansas, la la la)
(Kansas, Kansas, exercise-do-dun to-to
Kansas, Kansas)
Who could imagine that they would freak out in Minnesota . . .
(Mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi
Mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi . . . )
(Mama Minnesota, Mama Minnesota, Mama Minnesota,
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mama Minnesota,
Mama Minnesota, Mama Minnesota,
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mama Minnesota)
Who could imagine . . .

Who could imagine
That they would freak out in Washington, D.C.
(Air conditioning/DC bop-bop-bop)
(AC/DC do-practice-do-dun, AC/DC
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma, Air conditioning/DC)
But it can't happen here
Oh infant, it tin can't happen hither
(AC/DC bop-bop-bop)
Oh baby, it tin't happen here
(Ac/DC bop-bop-bop)
It can't happen here
Everybody's condom and information technology can't happen hither
(AC/DC bop-bop-bop)
No freaks for us
(Air conditioning/DC bop-bop-bop)
It can't happen hither
(AC/DC bop-bop-bop)
Everybody's clean and it can't happen hither
No, no, it won't happen here
(No, no, it won't happen hither)
(AC/DC bop-bop-bop)
I'm telling y'all information technology can't
(AC/DC bop-bop-bop)
It won't happen hither
Bop-bop-ditty-bop
(I'yard not worried at all, I'm not worried at all)
Ditty-bop-bop-bop
Plastic folks, yous know
It won't happen hither
You're safe, mama
(No no no)
You're safe, baby
(No no no)
You just cook a tv dinner
(No no no)
And you lot make it
Bop bop bop
(No no no)
Oh, we're gonna get a television dinner and cook it upwards
(No no no no no no no!)
Oh, go a goggle box dinner and cook it up
Cook it up
Oh, and it won't happen here
Who could imagine
That they would freak out in the suburbs!
(No no no no no no no no no no
Man yous guys are actually rubber
Everything's cool)

I recollect (tu-tu)
I remember (tu-tu)
I remember (tu-tu)
They had a swimming puddle
I recollect (tu-tu)
I call up (tu-tu)
They had a pond pool
I remember (tu-tu)
I remember (tu-tu)
They had a swimming pool

And they idea it couldn't happen here
(duh duh duh)
They knew information technology couldn't happen here
They were so sure it couldn't happen here
But . . .

Suzy . . .
Yep yes, oh yes—I've ever felt that
Aye, I agree homo, it really makes it . . . yeah . . .
It's a existent THING, man, it really makes it

FZ: Suzy, you just got to town, and we've been . . . we've been very interested in your development.
Suzy: Forget it!

Hmmmmmmmmm
(It can't happen hither)

15. The Return Of The Son Of Monster Magnet 12:19

The MOFO Project/Object (fazedooh)
The MOFO Projection/Object

includes what some people would call a quotation from Louie Louie (Richard Berry)

FZ: Suzy?
Suzy: Yes
FZ: Suzy Creamcheese?
Suzy: Yes
FZ: This is the voice of your censor baby, uh . . . I just desire to check one thing out with ya, y'all don't mind, practise ya?
Suzy: What?
FZ: Suzy Creamcheese, honey, what's got into ya?

Foam . . . cheese . . .

Oh, baby

Oh, wow, yeah, human being
It's happening, human
(Ba-jo-la jinga)
Flashing, man!
America's wonderful!
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful
It actually makes it
Cream-cheese

(Wai-ka-vo-jeen-ya do-ra-man-ya . . . )
Oh, yeah, man, crazy, man, flashing, man
(Ma ga-yay-get va-tcha kam
Ba-jinga wai-ya ka-ma-tay . . . )
Oh, wow, aye, homo
It's happening, man
(Ba-jo-la jinga)
Flashing, man!

Flashing, man, flashing man
Oh, wow!
Crazy, man
(Skies are blueish, baby!)
Information technology really makes it
Oh, no . . .
Aye!
(Funcha, funcha veni meh ka em ma ka-ta-cheek)
Flashing, homo!
Flashing . . . flashing . . .

Moy jing-ya veraña 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 . . .

Sped up:
(Cheese)
Cheese-cream
Creamcheese
(Creamcheese)
Creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese
Nada like creamcheese
Ah . . .

(Creamcheese)
Creamcheese
(Creamcheese)
Creamcheese, creamcheese
(I love creamcheese, you love creamcheese)
Creamcheese, creamcheese
Cream-cheese
(Foam-chee-chee-foam-cheese . . .)
Creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese, creamcheese,
Psychedelic creamcheese!
(Cheese! Cheese!)
Creamcheese, creamcheese
Cream . . . cheese . . .

Did you pick upwardly on that?

Sped up:
CREAM . . . cheese
Cream-cheese
(And a kaiser scroll)
(Creamcheese!)
Creamcheese
Cream-chee . . . (ese!)
Ah . . .

(FUCK!)

Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Creamcheese
Cream-cheese
Foam . . . cheese
Cheese, cheese-cream
Oh, no, creamcheese
(Foam . . . )
Ah . . . a-ha!

Cream, cream, cream . . . CHEESE
CREAM-CHEESE!
(Creamcheese)
CREAM-CHEESE!
(Bop-doo-bop-bop)
Cream-cheese
Creamcheese, cream-m-one thousand-thousand-cheese
(Cheese?)

Ah-ha-ha-ha! Cream, cheese
Ah-ha-ha! Creamcheese . . .
Ah! Ay-ay-ay-ay! Creamcheese
Yay-yay-yay-yay
Yay-no-yay-no-no-no-yay . . .

All compositions past Frank Zappa except as noted
Site maintained past Román García Albertos
http://www.donlope.internet/fz/
Lyrics from The Old Masters Box One booklet
Corrections and additions from St. Alphonzo's Pancake Homepage
and Ben Watson's The Negative Dialectics Of Poodle Play
"Foreign Linguistic communication" transcription by Lewis Saul
Farther corrections and additions by Román, computeruser, Lewis Saul, TTuerff, Charles Ulrich, Stu Mark, slime.oofytv.set and David van Gelder
The parts on the original vinyl and non on the CD remix are printed this way
This page updated: 2022-04-03

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