Frank Zappa Lyrics
Frank Zappa Lyrics
"My Head? Lyrics"
Coffee Grinder Lyrics
My mate lives above a chipshop Drink more beers, but then he forgot I live at flat 22 Down and out on Maple Avenue And I know I've got to be on time It's alr
My mate lives above a chipshop Drink more beers, but then he forgot I live at flat 22 Down and out on Maple Avenue And I know I've got to be on time It's alr
Roy Estrada (dialog)
Don Preston (dialog)
Ian Underwood (dialog)
Bunk Gardner (dialog)
Motorhead Sherwood (dialog)
Jimmy Carl Black (dialog)
Arthur Tripp (dialog)
See my head, (no, no more, stop it)
MY HEAD?!!
Hahahaha
Let's see if you can put your knees all the way up to your armpits, Art.
Artie, Artie, Artie. Suck,
Mystical One Lyrics
They say I'm not what I used to be All the same I'm happier than a willow tree Shine or rain sitting here by a stream (Mmm) There's nothing I'd rather feel In thi
suck . . . They say I'm not what I used to be All the same I'm happier than a willow tree Shine or rain sitting here by a stream (Mmm) There's nothing I'd rather feel In thi
Sit on his face girl.
Say, say hello baby.
Suckit.
Doonk.
Juice it, juice it..
Get it in.
Lemme see your cock. Oh, Jesus.
White skin, lemme . . .
Look at it man.
One, two, three.
One two three?
Is it succulent?
Ooh, you grabbed a tuft of hair there...
Oooh, I like it (do you?)
Hooh-hoh-ha, Brap!
Now the fun is over Where do words begin I'm trying to find the path ahead Any way you say it The charade goes on But your eyes won't see it It's the same old
Oh Artie, oh.
Jizz you, jizz you, Art!
Look out.
Gimme some nose.
Jizz you
Ayyyy
You're gonna tear the fuckin buttons..
Jizz you, jizz you
Owwww.
I didn't even believe it
You didn't believe it?
Oh, look at that.
Boy I didn't believe it.
I didnt even beleeve it.
Oh, tha
Desecrators Of The New Age Lyrics
This patriotic picture seems to be so real Saviours fighting for the real big deal Imposing heroes rescuing our holy planet Illusive wartime propaganda gadget? <
t's good. This patriotic picture seems to be so real Saviours fighting for the real big deal Imposing heroes rescuing our holy planet Illusive wartime propaganda gadget? <
I didn't even beleeeeve it.
How bout that?
All that hair coming out of me, ...
Happy Birthday, Artie.
How many humps do we give him?
How many humps do we give him?
Twenty four?
Twenty four big ones.
Twenty four big ones.
Twenty four jizzers.
Get one- and one to count.
And one to grow on.