| Hello, my name is Frank Zappa
|
| I’m a rock & roll musician
|
| I’m a composer
|
| I make movies
|
| I’m losing status at the high-school
|
| I used to think that it was my school…
|
| I was the queen of every school activity
|
| But that’s no more… oh darling, what will come of me?
|
|
|
| I’m losing status at the high-school
|
|
|
| The other night we painted posters
|
| They played some records by the Coasters
|
| I know, the pompom girl looked down her nose at me
|
| She had painted tons of posters; I had painted three
|
| I hear the secret whispers everywhere I go
|
| My school spirit ▶ is at an all-time low…
|
|
|
| I’m losing status at the high-school
|
| I’m losing status at the high-school
|
| I’m losing status at the high-school
|
| [Don Van Vliet] This strange fellow, that we see approaching the studio, is named “Ned The Mumbler”
|
|
|
| [Ned] I’m new at your high-school
|
| No teen-age girl to call my name
|
| I’m new at your high-school
|
| No teen-age girl to call my name
|
| Just ‘cause my daddy don’t work for the government
|
| I’ve changed schools so it’s a crying shame
|
|
|
| I’m just a-mumbling ‘round your schoolyard
|
| Wishing someone knew my name
|
| I’m just a-mumbling ‘round your schoolyard
|
| I’m wishin’ someone knew my name
|
| Lord knows I need some friendship ‘til it hurts me
|
| Why can’t these people feel my pain?
|
|
|
| [Don Van Vliet] Boldy he steps through the door!
|
|
|
| [Ned] One of these little teen-age girls
|
| They go for a football name
|
| I’ll have to show ‘em just what’s shakin’
|
| Let ‘em know just who I am
|
|
|
| [Don Van Vliet] Ned’s marvelous! He’s not nearly as marvelous as I am, of course, but he’s a kind of a teen-age “Lone Ranger”.
|
|
|
| [Ned] My name is “Ned The Mumbler”
|
| An’ I ain’t gonna lie
|
| ‘Cause I’ve been all over the country
|
| Been here and all around
|
| I’ve used my secret power
|
| In every kind of town
|
| Now my fortune brings me here
|
| And a lot of things to do
|
| Just take my secret power
|
| And use it on one of you
|
|
|
| [Don Van Vliet] HA HA! Ned has a brainstorm.
|
| [FZ] I’d like to thank the people at the BBC for giving us a chance to do some of the things on television, here, that they would never allowed us do in the United States.
|
|
|
| [Roy Estrada] This song goes out to Tentcha, Natcho and… Tetcha, ay!
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| In the sky
|
| In the sky
|
|
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| Ah ah ah
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
|
|
| Woh, night owl
|
| Woh, night owl
|
| Woh, night owl
|
| Woh, night owl
|
| Woh, night owl
|
| Woh, night owl
|
| In the sky
|
| Yeah
|
| Oh oh oh oh oh!
|
| Oh, in the sky
|
|
|
| In the sky
|
| [Instrumental]
|
|
|
| [Don Harris] Direct
|
| Directly from my heart to you
|
| Direct
|
| Directly from my heart to you
|
| Oh, you know that I love you
|
| That’s why I feel so blue
|
|
|
| I pray
|
| That our love will last always
|
| I pray
|
| That our love will last always
|
| Yeah, we’d be so happy together
|
| But you’re so far away
|
|
|
| [Instrumental]
|
|
|
| I need
|
| I need her by my side
|
| I need
|
| Well, I need you by my side
|
| Oh, I’d loved you, baby
|
| My love I could never hide
|
| [FZ] It’s gonna take a moment, folks; you got to plug it in here. Turn on the […] amplifier. That’s it. A nice one, eh?
|
| OK! One, two, three, one
|
|
|
| [Instrumental]
|
|
|
| [Announcer] Frank Zappa! […]
|
| [FZ] Ladies and gentlemen, this is a song about Mr. Smothers, and the way he has treated your language in a harsh. Smothers has done wonderful things with the English language.
|
| […]
|
| [FZ] Under the arms, more under the arms
|
| No, thank. Sing for John. Don’t make soup later, a little broth, maybe some Grey Boy tea.
|
|
|
| Dong work for Yuda, Dong, Dong
|
| Dong work for Yuda, Dong, Dong
|
| Dong work for Yuda, Dong, Dong
|
| Dong work for Yuda, Dong, Dong
|
| Dong was Wong an’ Wong was Kong an’ Dong work for Yuda
|
| EEEAAAH!
|
|
|
| This is the story ‘bout Bald-Headed John
|
| Dong work for Yuda, Dong, Dong
|
| He talks a lot an’ it’s usually wrong
|
| Dong work for Yuda, Dong, Dong
|
| Dong was Wong an’ Wong was Kong an’ Dong work for Yuda an’ John was wrong
|
|
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| Dong work for Yuda, Dong, Dong
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| Come on turn it and open up yer poop chute
|
|
|
| John’s got a sausage, yeh yeh
|
| John’s got a sausage, yeh yeh
|
| John’s got a sausage that will MAKE YOU FART
|
| John’s got a sausage that will break your heart
|
| Make you fart and break your heart
|
| Don’t bend over if you are smart
|
|
|
| He took a little walk to the weenie stand
|
| John’s got a sausage, yeh man
|
| A great big weenie in both his hands
|
| John’s got a sausage, yeh man
|
| He sucked on the end ‘til the mustard squirt
|
| He said: “Ya’ll stand back ‘cause you might get hurt”
|
|
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| John’s got a sausage, yeh man
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| He said Dong was Wong and Wong was Kong and Kong was Gong an’ John was wrong
|
|
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| You heard the equipment was been shipped […] in Texas
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| […]
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| Bartender, gimme a colada and milk
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| On second thought, we want really some water
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| Yeah, water… HtO
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| Falcum… take me to the Falcum!
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| Yeah, I’m almost two kilometers tall
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| What that stuff that come out of your mouth, salama?
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| I need a dozen towels so the boys can take a shower
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| This cold weather make me sliver
|
|
|
| Try it again, try it again, try it again, try it again
|
| Try it again, try it again, try it again, try it again
|
| Try it again, try it again, try it again, try it again
|
|
|
| I’ll make you fart
|
| I’ll make you fart
|
| I’ll make you fart
|
| I’ll make you fart
|
|
|
| Boy, I just love the way them Copenhagens talks!
|
| Sorry, John, sorry, better try it again
|
| You say there ain’t no use in livin’
|
| An’ it’s all a waste of time
|
| An’ you wanna throw your life away
|
| Well, people, that’s just fine
|
|
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| Find you a bridge an’ take a jump
|
| Just make sure you get it right the first time
|
| ‘Cause nothin’s worse than a Suicide Chump
|
|
|
| You say there ain’t no light a-shinin’
|
| Through the bushes up ahead
|
| An’ they all gwine be sorry
|
| When they find that you are dead
|
|
|
| I ain’t gonna do the weepin’
|
| Ain’t no way I shed a tear
|
| Just make sure you get it right the first time
|
| Don’t junk a suicide, my dear
|
|
|
| Now maybe you’re scared of jumpin’
|
| An’ poison makes you sick
|
| But you really need attention
|
| An’ you need it pretty quick
|
| Don’t wanna mess your face up
|
| Or we won’t know if it’s you
|
| Aw, there’s just so much to worry about
|
| Now what you gonna do?
|
|
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| Find you a bridge an’ take a jump
|
| Just make sure you get it right the first time
|
| ‘Cause nothin’s worse than a Suicide Chump
|
|
|
| [Instrumental]
|
|
|
| You say there ain’t no use in livin’
|
| An’ it’s all a waste of time
|
| An’ you wanna throw your life away
|
| Well, people, that’s just fine
|
|
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| Find you a bridge an’ take a jump
|
| Just make sure you get it right the first time
|
| ‘Cause nothin’s worse than a Suicide Chump
|
|
|
| You say there ain’t no light a-shinin’
|
| Through the bushes up ahead
|
| An’ they all gwine be sorry
|
| When they find that you are dead
|
|
|
| I ain’t gonna do the weepin’
|
| Ain’t no way I shed a tear
|
| Just make sure you get it right the first time
|
| Don’t junk a suicide, my dear
|
|
|
| Now maybe you’re scared of jumpin’
|
| An’ poison makes you sick
|
| But you really need attention
|
| An’ you need it pretty quick
|
| Don’t wanna mess your face up
|
| Or we won’t know if it’s you
|
| Aw, there’s just so much to worry about
|
| Now what you gonna do?
|
|
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| […]
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| […]
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
| […]
|
| Go ‘head on an’ get it over with then
|
|
|
| [Instrumental]
|