Rhonda: HARRY!. HARRY, is that YOU as a BOY?. Why, it MUST be!. He's so charming and sweet and likeable!. Thing-Fish: HARRY-AS-A-BOY, c'mon over 'n say a few words to de nice peoples!.
Frank Zappa (guitar, dialog). Mark Volman (lead vocals, dialog). Howard Kaylan (lead vocals, dialog). Ian Underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals). Aynsley Dunbar (drums).
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals). Ike Willis (rhythm guitar, vocals). Ray White (rhythm guitar, vocals). Bob Harris (boy soprano, trumpet). Steve Vai (guitar).
Frank Zappa (guitar, dialog). Mark Volman (lead vocals, dialog). Howard Kaylan (lead vocals, dialog). Ian Underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals). Aynsley Dunbar (drums).
The clock upon the wall. Has struck the midnight hour!. She finishes her call;. Her girlfriend's in the shower. . Practisissing, Practiss, Practicing!.
Insecurities. Hid beyond the hotel lobby. While I'm forced to call this a home. Without you. So let's keep this conversation. Lingering on. Don't say good night,.
Well I swear that's you and god we've been down this road before. That the guilt's no good and it only shames us more. And the truths that we all tried to hide.
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The man in the corner of this picture has a sinister purpose. In the teeming temple of the Railroad Kings. He's planting a trashy paperback book for accidental purchase.
I know, I've just gotta get out of this place. I can't stand any more of that mechanical grace. Though you say, it's only industrial squeeze. It looks like luxury and feels like a disease.
I've been talking to the wall and it's been answering me. Oh darling how I miss you. I'm just the mere shadow of my former selfishness. I crave the silhouette of your kiss.
Darling, there is one thing I must tell you, you must know. It's so hard to say the words I feel. This fancy that I'm on's been going on too long. It's time to stop pretending things are real.
I was hell-bent on destroying my powers of concentration. While you were living like a saint. And all the time the very one you trusted was. Washing off somebody else's paint.
Is this is not a pretty tale? Is this not a riddle?. A bow shoots arrows through the air. A bow drags notes from a fiddle. But who is the beau of a young girl's heart?.
Siren is bending, the radio humming. Sun is breaking through and the storm is coming. The score is obscure, the melody fractured. It went by my window, refused to be captured.
Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue. Must have been a wonder when it was brand new. Talkin' 'bout the splendor of the Hoover factory. I know that you'd agree if you had seen it too.
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Who do you see when you turn your eyes down?. Who do you see when I'm not seeing you?. The news is out all over town and all these girls. Are taking turns at being you.
Come into this house and stop that yakity yak. 'cause your sugar-daddy don't want no talkin' back. You keep on babblin', talkin' 'bout this and that. I got news for ya baby, you ain't nothin' but an alley cat.