Song | Brown Shoes Don't Make It |
Artist | Frank Zappa |
Album | Tinseltown Rebellion |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Zappa | |
Brown shoes don't make it | |
Brown shoes don't make it | |
Quit school, why fake it? | |
Brown shoes don't make it | |
TV dinner by the pool | |
Watch your brother grow a beard | |
Got another year of school | |
You're okay, he's too weird | |
Be a plumber he's a bummer | |
He's a bummer every summer | |
Be a loyal plastic robot | |
For a world that doesn't care | |
Smile at every ugly | |
Shine on your shoes and cut your hair | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Do your job and do it right | |
Life's a ball! TV tonight | |
Do you love it? Do you hate it? | |
There it is, the way you made it, wow | |
A world of secret hungers | |
Perverting the men who make your laws | |
Every desire is hidden away | |
In drawer, in a desk | |
By a Naughahyde chair | |
On a rug where they walk and drool | |
Past the girls in the office | |
You see in the back of the City Hall mind | |
The dream of a girl about thirteen | |
Off with her clothes and into a bed | |
Where she tickles his fancy all night long | |
His wife's attending an orchid show | |
She squealed for a week to get him to go | |
But back in the bed his, teenage queen | |
Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene | |
Baby! Baby! | |
Baby! Baby! | |
And he loves it, he loves it, it curls up his toes | |
She bites his fat neck and it lights up his nose | |
But he cannot be fooled, old City Hall Fred | |
She's nasty, she's nasty, she digs it in bed | |
Do it again and do it some more | |
That does it, by golly, it's nasty for sure | |
Nasty-nasty-nasty, nasty-nasty-nasty | |
Only thirteen and she knows how to nasty | |
She's a dirty young mind | |
Corrupted, corroded | |
Well she's thirteen today | |
And I hear she gets loaded | |
If she were my daughter I'd... | |
(What would you do, Daddy?) | |
If she were my daughter I'd... | |
(What would you do, Daddy?) | |
If she were my daughter I'd... | |
(What would you do, Daddy?) | |
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup | |
And strap her on again, oh baby | |
Smother that girl in chocolate syrup | |
And strap her on again | |
She's a Teenage Baby and she turns me on | |
I'd like to make her do a nasty on the White House lawn | |
Going to smother that daughter in chocolate syrup | |
And boogie till the cows come home | |
Time to go home, Madge is on the phone | |
Gotta meet the Guerneys and a dozen gray attorneys | |
TV dinner by the pool, I'm so glad I finished school | |
Life is such a ball I run the world from City Hall |
zuo ci : Zappa | |
Brown shoes don' t make it | |
Brown shoes don' t make it | |
Quit school, why fake it? | |
Brown shoes don' t make it | |
TV dinner by the pool | |
Watch your brother grow a beard | |
Got another year of school | |
You' re okay, he' s too weird | |
Be a plumber he' s a bummer | |
He' s a bummer every summer | |
Be a loyal plastic robot | |
For a world that doesn' t care | |
Smile at every ugly | |
Shine on your shoes and cut your hair | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Do your job and do it right | |
Life' s a ball! TV tonight | |
Do you love it? Do you hate it? | |
There it is, the way you made it, wow | |
A world of secret hungers | |
Perverting the men who make your laws | |
Every desire is hidden away | |
In drawer, in a desk | |
By a Naughahyde chair | |
On a rug where they walk and drool | |
Past the girls in the office | |
You see in the back of the City Hall mind | |
The dream of a girl about thirteen | |
Off with her clothes and into a bed | |
Where she tickles his fancy all night long | |
His wife' s attending an orchid show | |
She squealed for a week to get him to go | |
But back in the bed his, teenage queen | |
Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene | |
Baby! Baby! | |
Baby! Baby! | |
And he loves it, he loves it, it curls up his toes | |
She bites his fat neck and it lights up his nose | |
But he cannot be fooled, old City Hall Fred | |
She' s nasty, she' s nasty, she digs it in bed | |
Do it again and do it some more | |
That does it, by golly, it' s nasty for sure | |
Nastynastynasty, nastynastynasty | |
Only thirteen and she knows how to nasty | |
She' s a dirty young mind | |
Corrupted, corroded | |
Well she' s thirteen today | |
And I hear she gets loaded | |
If she were my daughter I' d... | |
What would you do, Daddy? | |
If she were my daughter I' d... | |
What would you do, Daddy? | |
If she were my daughter I' d... | |
What would you do, Daddy? | |
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup | |
And strap her on again, oh baby | |
Smother that girl in chocolate syrup | |
And strap her on again | |
She' s a Teenage Baby and she turns me on | |
I' d like to make her do a nasty on the White House lawn | |
Going to smother that daughter in chocolate syrup | |
And boogie till the cows come home | |
Time to go home, Madge is on the phone | |
Gotta meet the Guerneys and a dozen gray attorneys | |
TV dinner by the pool, I' m so glad I finished school | |
Life is such a ball I run the world from City Hall |
zuò cí : Zappa | |
Brown shoes don' t make it | |
Brown shoes don' t make it | |
Quit school, why fake it? | |
Brown shoes don' t make it | |
TV dinner by the pool | |
Watch your brother grow a beard | |
Got another year of school | |
You' re okay, he' s too weird | |
Be a plumber he' s a bummer | |
He' s a bummer every summer | |
Be a loyal plastic robot | |
For a world that doesn' t care | |
Smile at every ugly | |
Shine on your shoes and cut your hair | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Be a jerk and go to work | |
Do your job and do it right | |
Life' s a ball! TV tonight | |
Do you love it? Do you hate it? | |
There it is, the way you made it, wow | |
A world of secret hungers | |
Perverting the men who make your laws | |
Every desire is hidden away | |
In drawer, in a desk | |
By a Naughahyde chair | |
On a rug where they walk and drool | |
Past the girls in the office | |
You see in the back of the City Hall mind | |
The dream of a girl about thirteen | |
Off with her clothes and into a bed | |
Where she tickles his fancy all night long | |
His wife' s attending an orchid show | |
She squealed for a week to get him to go | |
But back in the bed his, teenage queen | |
Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene | |
Baby! Baby! | |
Baby! Baby! | |
And he loves it, he loves it, it curls up his toes | |
She bites his fat neck and it lights up his nose | |
But he cannot be fooled, old City Hall Fred | |
She' s nasty, she' s nasty, she digs it in bed | |
Do it again and do it some more | |
That does it, by golly, it' s nasty for sure | |
Nastynastynasty, nastynastynasty | |
Only thirteen and she knows how to nasty | |
She' s a dirty young mind | |
Corrupted, corroded | |
Well she' s thirteen today | |
And I hear she gets loaded | |
If she were my daughter I' d... | |
What would you do, Daddy? | |
If she were my daughter I' d... | |
What would you do, Daddy? | |
If she were my daughter I' d... | |
What would you do, Daddy? | |
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup | |
And strap her on again, oh baby | |
Smother that girl in chocolate syrup | |
And strap her on again | |
She' s a Teenage Baby and she turns me on | |
I' d like to make her do a nasty on the White House lawn | |
Going to smother that daughter in chocolate syrup | |
And boogie till the cows come home | |
Time to go home, Madge is on the phone | |
Gotta meet the Guerneys and a dozen gray attorneys | |
TV dinner by the pool, I' m so glad I finished school | |
Life is such a ball I run the world from City Hall |