Society Pages Lyrics - You Can't Do That On Stage Anymore Vol. 3 - Frank Zappa

Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) 

Ike Willis (rhythm guitar, vocals) 

Ray White (rhythm guitar, vocals) 

Bob Harris (boy soprano, trumpet) 

Steve Vai (guitar) 

Tommy Mars (keyboards) 

Arthur Barrow (bass) 

Ed Mann (percussion) 

David Ocker (clarinet, bass clarinet) 

Motorhead Sherwood (tenor saxophone, vocals) 

Denny Walley (slide guitar, vocals) 

David Logeman (drums) 

Craig Steward (harmonica) 

Jimmy Carl Black (vocals) 

Ahmet Zappa (vocals) 

Moon Zappa (vocals) 

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You're the ol' lady from the society pages 

From a small town somewhere I used to be 

You owned the paper and a bunch of other stuff 

That didn't appeal to me 

OL' LADY OL'LADY 

OL' LADY OL'LADY 

OL' LADY OL'LADY 

OL' LADY OL'LADY 

The hostpital plans (yer brother drew 'em all) 

You ran the paper 'n Charity Ball 

Every day on the third or fourth page 

There you was.you was quite the rage 

Photos 

Somehow you was all kinda cheap 'n wrong 

Just like in a lotta small towns 

Where folks like you 

Hang around too long 

And pass out jobs to yer relatives 'n such 

So you all keeps a lot, 'n nobody else 

Ever gets too much... to speak of... 

So what? What can you say? 

So long as the trash gets picked up 

So long as the trash gets locked up 

Just so the trash don't stack up 

Some day you won't be on page three 

Or page four anymore 

OL' LADY OL'LADY 

OL' LADY OL'LADY 

OL' LADY OL'LADY 

OL' LADY OL'LADY 

By the grace of God you had a son 

He's the one and only one 

He grew up and by and by 

He came to be a Beautiful Guy