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I tried to find
How my heart
Could be so blind, dear
How could I be fooled
Just like the rest
You came on strong

Brown shoes
Don't make it
Brown shoes
Don't make it
Quit school
Why fake it?
Brown shoes
Don't make it . . .

Cheesey, Cheesey)
(This is a song about vegetables, they keep ya regular
They're real good for yo)

Call any vegetable Call it by name
Call one today When you get off the train
Call any vegetable And the chances are good
Aw, The vegetable will respond to you

Concentration moon
Over the camp in the valley
Concentration moon
Wis I was back in the alley
With all of my friends,
Still running free:
Hair growing out
Every hole in me

Hey Punk, where you goin' with that flower in your hand?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that flower in your hand?

Well, I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a psychedelic band.
I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a psychedelic band.

Hey Punk, where you goin' with that button on your shirt?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that button on your shirt?

I'm gonna tell you the way it is
And I'm not gonna be kind or easy
Your whole attitude stinks, I say
And the life you lead is completely empty
You paint your head
Your mind is dead
You don't even know what I just said

Help I'm a rock, help I'm a rock, help I'm a rock!
Ahahahahahahaaa
Help I'm a rock, help I'm a rock, help I'm a rock!
Somebody, please, please!
Help I'm a rock, help I'm a rock...
Wow man, it's a drag being a rock
Help I'm a rock...
I wish I was anything but a rock

When I won your love, I was very glad
Every happiness in the world belonged to me
Then our love was lost and you went away
Now I shed my tears in lonely misery

I know now that you never ever really loved me
It hurts me now to think you never ever really cared
I sit and I ask myself a thousand times to try and find

Mr. America, walk on by
Your schools that do not teach
Mr. America, walk on by
The minds that won't be reached

Mr. America, try to hide
The emptiness that's you inside
But once you find that the way you lied

Ain't got no heart
I ain't got no heart to give away

I sit and laugh at fools in love
There ain't no such thing as love
No angels singing up above today

Got no place to go
No love left for me to give

Why should I pretend I like
To roam from door to door
Maybe I'll just kill myself
I just don't care no more

Now believe me when I tell you that my song is really true
I want everyone to listen and believe
It's about some little people from a long time ago
And all the things the neighbors didn't know early in the morning daddy dinky went to work
Selling lamps & chairs to san ber'dino squares
And I still remember mama with her apron & her pad
Feeding all the boys at ed's cafe!

Mothers of Invention
MY GUITAR WANTS TO KILL YOUR MAMA
(Frank Zappa)

Знаешь, что твои мамаша и папаша
Говорят, что я не подхожу тебе.
Называют меня уличным отбросом –
После этих слов мне не по себе.

Oh no
I don't believe it
You say that you think you know
The meaning of love
You say love is all we need
You say
With your love you can change
All of the fools

She's only seventeen
She's really sort of cute
She's working in the street
She's a teenage prostitute

She ran away from home
Her mom was destitute
Her daddy doesn't care

The idiot bastard son

(the father's a nazi in congress today
The mother's a hooker somewhere in l.a.)
The idiot bastard son

(abandoned to perish in back of a car
Kenny will stash him away in a jar)

We are the other people
We are the other people
You're the other people too
Found a way to get to you...
Do you think that I'm crazy?
Out of my mind?
Do you think that I creep in the night
And sleep in a phone booth?

Suzy?
Yes
Suzy creamcheese?
Yes
This is the voice of your conscience baby, uh I just want to
Check one thing out with you, do you mind dear?
What?
Suzy creamcheese, honey, what's got into you?

Well I'm about to get sick
From watchin' my TV
Been checkin' out the news
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day
Is just another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friend
Is anybody's guess

Frank Zappa & The Mothers Of Invention - Uncle Meat (1969)

Includes:
01. Uncle Meat: Main Title Theme (00:00)
02. The Voice Of Cheese (01:55)
03. Nine Types Of Industrial Pollution (02:22)
04. Zolar Czakl (08:22)
05. Dog Breath, In The Year Of The Plague (09:17)

Frank Zappa & The Mothers Of Invention - We're Only In It For The Money (1968)

Includes:
01. Are You Hung Up? (0:00)
02. Who Needs The Peace Corps? (1:24)
03. Concentration Moon (3:58)
04. Mom & Dad (6:20)
05. Telephone Conversation (8:36)

What's there to live for?
Who needs the peace corps?

Think I'll just drop out
I'll go to frisco
Buy a wig & sleep
On owsley's floor