200 Motels Finale Lyrics - Frank Zappa

OPAL, YOU HOT LITTLE BITCH! 

They're gonna clear out the studio 

(Are you kidding?) 

I am not kidding 

They're gonna tear down all the . . . 

(I hear ya) 

They're gonna whip down all the . . . 

They're gonna sweep out all the . . . 

They're gonna pay off all the . . . 

(Oh, yeah!) 

And then . . . 

And then . . . 

And then . . . 

And then . . . 

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Hey hey hey, everybody in the orchestra and the chorus 

Talkin' 'bout every one of our lovely and talented dancers 

(You got it, Jack) 

Talkin' 'bout the light bulb men 

Camera men (oh!) 

The make-up men 

(You got it) 

(The fake-up men) 

Yeah, the rake-up men 

(Especially Herbie Cohen, yeah . . .) 

They're all gonna rise up 

They're gonna jump up 

I said jump up 

Talkin' 'bout jump right up and off the floor 

Jump right up and hit the door 

They're all gonna rise up and jump off! 

They're gonna ride on home 

They're gonna ride on home 

They're gonna ride on home 

They're gonna ride on home 

And once again 

Take themselves 

Seriously 

Yeah, two, three, four, seriously 

They're all gonna go home 

Through the driving sleet and rain 

They're all gonna go home 

Through the fog, through the dust 

Through the tropical fever and the blistering frost 

They're all gonna go home 

Yeah, and get out of it as they can be, baby 

And the same goes for me 

(And the same goes for me) 

Oh, yeah! 

Oh, yeah! 

Oh, yeah! 

Oh, yeah! 

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And each and every member of this rock oriented comedy group in his own special way 

Is gonna get out of it as he can be 

We all gonna get wasted 

We all gonna get twisted 

We all gonna get wasted 

We all gonna get twisted 

Yeah, and I am definitely gonna get . . . 

REAMED tonight 

'Cause I'm such a lonely 

I'm such a lonely 

A lonely, lonely, talkin' 'bout a lonely guy! 

Oh, and I know tonight, 

Each and everyone of you's gonna go home 

And write down an order for that penciled front album 

And I know that on account of that, 

Next time I come back 

I am definitely . . . 

I am positively . . . 

I just have to, and I'm not kidding, gonna get . . . 

BENT, REAMED AND WASTED 

JCB: A disaster area the size of Atlantic City, New Jersey! 

WHOOA! 

Atlantic City, New Jersey!