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Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals) |
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George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals) |
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Tom fowler (bass) |
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Ruth underwood (percussion) |
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Jeff simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals) |
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Don preston (synthesizer) |
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Bruce fowler (trombone) |
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Walt fowler (trumpet) |
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Napoleon murphy brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals) |
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Ralph humphrey (drums) |
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Chester thompson (drums) |
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Debbie (background vocals) |
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Lynn (background vocals) |
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Robert camarena (background vocals) |
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SunriseGet up in the mornin' |
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You know, |
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I dig this mornin' |
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The sun is shinin' bright |
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I'm gonna get outside |
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Gonna wash my face |
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Grab my hat |
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Put it on my head |
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I take a walk downtown |
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Yeah... because |
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I feel so-oh good |
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I think I'm gonna take a walk downtown |
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Hey! sunrise! |
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Wo!Somethin' |
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I never seen before |
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Been walkin' down the street every day |
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Nobody like you ever passed my way |
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Maybe it must be too much sun |
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Couldn't be my hat, must be too much... |
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Wait a minute! is that you? |
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What's that? ...what, what's that? ... |
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What, what's that? ...what? ... |
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Dummy upWhat is that? ... |
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I know what that is, |
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I know what that is... |
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I bet you that's a restaurant menu... |
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Let me see!...let me see! |
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Not only do you get the desenex burger |
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What?Not only...the desenex burger |
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Well you are in for a real treat, jim |
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Wait a minute...i think |
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I like that dance better than... |
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What are you talkin' about, creep? |
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What I'm talkin' about is you've been in this killer fog down here too long |
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What?You need somethin' to get up and go to school with |
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Wait a minute, you're not talkin' to an old fool now, |
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You know I wasn't born yesterday! |
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Heh heh heh! |
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Wait a minute... |
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I like that little dance you were doin' there...(jeff simmons tries to corrupt napoleon murphy brock by showing him a lewd dance and suggesting that he'd smoke a high-school diploma...) |
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Hey! wait a minute! |
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Hey this, this stuff... |
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I never seen one of these before...that's not a menu... |
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This stuff is expensive |
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What is that? |
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You shoot it, you'll conserve all winter. |
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I do what? |
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It lasts longer(not only do you get the desenex burger) |
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Now come on, try it. |
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No, no.It's really good. |
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No. smoke that? ! |
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Have I ever lied to you? |
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Have I ever seen you before? |
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I don't, I don't even know you! |
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Look...I don't even know what that is! |
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And you're drivin' me to smoke it? !... |
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Just before, we smoked the tapes that you made. |
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Smoked the tapes? |
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Smoked the tapes of your group. |
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I think I'm with the damned. |
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You can really get off. |
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Let's try a joint of this. |
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A what?A joint. |
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You mean this kinda joint? |
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No man!Where you been in livin'? ...reseda? |
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No, san jose.(the evil dope pusher is cutting up a white gym sock, formerly owned by carl zappa and still damp. the shredded sock will be placed inside of a high-school diploma and ignited with a sulphur-preIon... his first taste of big city life!...) |
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That's okay, wait... |
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Hey! the roach of this is really gonna be good, so i'll... |
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Have mercy! |
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What do you do with that thing? |
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What do you do with that thing? yeah! |
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Wait a minute! |
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Wait a minute! |
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Wait a minute! |
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What do you do with that thing? |
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I wanna know! |
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Wait a minute!(now the next step of this operation: the evil corrupter of youth is going to take him from step one, which is a mere high-school diploma stuffed with a gym sock, to step two, which is a collegeEe stuffed with absolutely nothing at all. smoke that and it'll really get you out there!...) |
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I still don't feel as good as |
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I felt this mornin'...yeah yeah...(you'll grow out of it...) |
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Dummy up!I heard it again, somebody said... |
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You see this? |
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Wait a minute!... |
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College!College! |
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That's college-rhythm. |
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You mean if |
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I smoke that, it's the same as this, |
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As if I was at college? |
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Roll it on up! |
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Roll it on up! |
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Roll it on up! |
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Give me that!... |
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No no, the college degree is stuffed with absolutely nothing at all. |
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You get, you get nothing with your college-degree... |
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But that's what |
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I want!I forgot, |
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I'm sorry... |
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Well, if you get nothin', well that's what |
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I want.(a true zen saying: nothing is what I want. the results of a higher education...) |
