Song | Lonesome Cowboy Burt |
Artist | Frank Zappa |
Album | 200 Motels |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Mothers of Invention ... | |
Mark volman (vocals) | |
Howard kaylan (vocals) | |
Ian underwood (keyboards, woodwinds) | |
Aynsley dunbar (drums) | |
George duke (keyboards, trombone) | |
Martin lickert (bass) | |
Ruth underwood (orchestra drum set) | |
Jim pons (vocals) | |
Jimmy carl black (vocals) | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
My name is burtram, i am a redneck. | |
All my friends, they call me burt. | |
Mark volman & howard kaylan: | |
Hi, burt! | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
All my family from down in texas | |
Make their livin' diggin' dirt. | |
Come out here to californy | |
Just to find me some pretty girls. | |
Ones i seen gets me so horny | |
Ruby lips, | |
N'teeth like pearls. | |
Wanna love 'em all. | |
Wanna love 'em dearly. | |
Wann pretty girl, | |
I'll even pay ... | |
I'll buy 'em furs. i'll buy 'em jewelry ... | |
I know they like me. here's what i'll say. | |
I'm lonesome cowboy burt. | |
( speakin' atcha!) | |
Come smell my fringe-y shirt. | |
( reekin' atcha!) | |
My cowboy pants, | |
My cowboy dance, | |
My bold advance. | |
On this here waitress ... | |
Mark volman & howard kaylan: | |
He's lonesome cowboy burt. | |
Don'tcha get his feelings hurt. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
Come on in this place | |
An' i'll buy you a taste. | |
You can sit on my face. | |
Where's my waitress? | |
Mark volman & howard kaylan: | |
Burtram, burtram redneck. | |
Burtram, burtram redneck. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
I'm an awful nice guy. | |
Sweat all day in the sun. | |
I'm a roofer by trade, | |
Quite a bundle i've made | |
I'm unionized roofin' old | |
Son-of-a-gun. | |
Mark volman & howard kaylan: | |
He's a unionized roofin' old | |
Son-of-a-gun. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
When i get off, i get plastered. | |
I drink till i fall on the floor. | |
Find me some communist bastard | |
N' stomp on his face till he don't | |
Move no more. | |
Mark volman & howard kaylan: | |
He stomps on his face till he don't | |
Move no more. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
I fuss an' i cuss and i keep on drinkin' | |
Till my eyes puff up an' turn red. | |
I drool on m'shirt. | |
I see if he's hurt. | |
Then i kick him again in the head, let's | |
Everybody: | |
Kick him again in the head! boys! | |
Kick him again in the head! now! | |
Kick him again in the head! | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
I'm lonesome cowboy burt. | |
( speakin' atcha!) | |
Come smell my fringe-y shirt. | |
( reekin' atcha!) | |
My cowboy pants, | |
My cowboy dance, | |
My bold advance. | |
On this here waitress ... | |
Mark volman & howard kaylan: | |
He's lonesome cowboy burt. | |
Don'tcha get his feelings hurt. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
Come on in this place | |
An' i'll buy you a taste. | |
You can sit on my face. | |
Where's my waitress? | |
Opal, you hot little bitch! |
zuo ci : Mothers of Invention ... | |
Mark volman vocals | |
Howard kaylan vocals | |
Ian underwood keyboards, woodwinds | |
Aynsley dunbar drums | |
George duke keyboards, trombone | |
Martin lickert bass | |
Ruth underwood orchestra drum set | |
Jim pons vocals | |
Jimmy carl black vocals | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
My name is burtram, i am a redneck. | |
All my friends, they call me burt. | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
Hi, burt! | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
All my family from down in texas | |
Make their livin' diggin' dirt. | |
Come out here to californy | |
Just to find me some pretty girls. | |
Ones i seen gets me so horny | |
Ruby lips, | |
N' teeth like pearls. | |
Wanna love ' em all. | |
Wanna love ' em dearly. | |
Wann pretty girl, | |
I' ll even pay ... | |
I' ll buy ' em furs. i' ll buy ' em jewelry ... | |
I know they like me. here' s what i' ll say. | |
I' m lonesome cowboy burt. | |
speakin' atcha! | |
Come smell my fringey shirt. | |
reekin' atcha! | |
My cowboy pants, | |
My cowboy dance, | |
My bold advance. | |
On this here waitress ... | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
He' s lonesome cowboy burt. | |
Don' tcha get his feelings hurt. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
Come on in this place | |
An' i' ll buy you a taste. | |
You can sit on my face. | |
Where' s my waitress? | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
Burtram, burtram redneck. | |
Burtram, burtram redneck. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
I' m an awful nice guy. | |
Sweat all day in the sun. | |
I' m a roofer by trade, | |
Quite a bundle i' ve made | |
I' m unionized roofin' old | |
Sonofagun. | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
He' s a unionized roofin' old | |
Sonofagun. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
When i get off, i get plastered. | |
I drink till i fall on the floor. | |
Find me some communist bastard | |
N' stomp on his face till he don' t | |
Move no more. | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
He stomps on his face till he don' t | |
Move no more. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
I fuss an' i cuss and i keep on drinkin' | |
Till my eyes puff up an' turn red. | |
I drool on m' shirt. | |
I see if he' s hurt. | |
Then i kick him again in the head, let' s | |
Everybody: | |
Kick him again in the head! boys! | |
Kick him again in the head! now! | |
Kick him again in the head! | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
I' m lonesome cowboy burt. | |
speakin' atcha! | |
Come smell my fringey shirt. | |
reekin' atcha! | |
My cowboy pants, | |
My cowboy dance, | |
My bold advance. | |
On this here waitress ... | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
He' s lonesome cowboy burt. | |
Don' tcha get his feelings hurt. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
Come on in this place | |
An' i' ll buy you a taste. | |
You can sit on my face. | |
Where' s my waitress? | |
Opal, you hot little bitch! |
zuò cí : Mothers of Invention ... | |
Mark volman vocals | |
Howard kaylan vocals | |
Ian underwood keyboards, woodwinds | |
Aynsley dunbar drums | |
George duke keyboards, trombone | |
Martin lickert bass | |
Ruth underwood orchestra drum set | |
Jim pons vocals | |
Jimmy carl black vocals | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
My name is burtram, i am a redneck. | |
All my friends, they call me burt. | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
Hi, burt! | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
All my family from down in texas | |
Make their livin' diggin' dirt. | |
Come out here to californy | |
Just to find me some pretty girls. | |
Ones i seen gets me so horny | |
Ruby lips, | |
N' teeth like pearls. | |
Wanna love ' em all. | |
Wanna love ' em dearly. | |
Wann pretty girl, | |
I' ll even pay ... | |
I' ll buy ' em furs. i' ll buy ' em jewelry ... | |
I know they like me. here' s what i' ll say. | |
I' m lonesome cowboy burt. | |
speakin' atcha! | |
Come smell my fringey shirt. | |
reekin' atcha! | |
My cowboy pants, | |
My cowboy dance, | |
My bold advance. | |
On this here waitress ... | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
He' s lonesome cowboy burt. | |
Don' tcha get his feelings hurt. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
Come on in this place | |
An' i' ll buy you a taste. | |
You can sit on my face. | |
Where' s my waitress? | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
Burtram, burtram redneck. | |
Burtram, burtram redneck. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
I' m an awful nice guy. | |
Sweat all day in the sun. | |
I' m a roofer by trade, | |
Quite a bundle i' ve made | |
I' m unionized roofin' old | |
Sonofagun. | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
He' s a unionized roofin' old | |
Sonofagun. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
When i get off, i get plastered. | |
I drink till i fall on the floor. | |
Find me some communist bastard | |
N' stomp on his face till he don' t | |
Move no more. | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
He stomps on his face till he don' t | |
Move no more. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
I fuss an' i cuss and i keep on drinkin' | |
Till my eyes puff up an' turn red. | |
I drool on m' shirt. | |
I see if he' s hurt. | |
Then i kick him again in the head, let' s | |
Everybody: | |
Kick him again in the head! boys! | |
Kick him again in the head! now! | |
Kick him again in the head! | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
I' m lonesome cowboy burt. | |
speakin' atcha! | |
Come smell my fringey shirt. | |
reekin' atcha! | |
My cowboy pants, | |
My cowboy dance, | |
My bold advance. | |
On this here waitress ... | |
Mark volman howard kaylan: | |
He' s lonesome cowboy burt. | |
Don' tcha get his feelings hurt. | |
Jimmy carl black: | |
Come on in this place | |
An' i' ll buy you a taste. | |
You can sit on my face. | |
Where' s my waitress? | |
Opal, you hot little bitch! |