1.Little House I Used To Live In
Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don preston (mini-moog)
Ooh!
Lalalalala...
Hoopla!
Oink! oink!
Lalalala...
Aah!
Yayayayayaya...
Lalalala... mud shark
That's right, you heard right,
The secret word for tonight is mud shark
And of course with the mud shark secret word is the mud shark
arpeggio
A marvellous little arpeggio
And now the mating call of the adult male mud shark：
2.The Mud Shark
Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don preston (mini-moog)
Mud sh-sh-shark
The mud shark dancing lesson!
Mud sh-sh-shark
We're gonna do a little dancing,
A little dancing thing called the mud shark
Now, this dance started up in seattle
Lemme tell you 'bout the mud shark...
The origins of the mud shark are as follows： there's a motel in
seattle, washington called the edgewater inn. the edgewater
inn's built on a pier.. so that means that when you look out
your wind
U don't see any dirt -- it's got a bay or something out in your
backyard,,, and to make it even more interesting, in the lobby
of the aforementioned motel there's a bait and tackle shop where
th
Idents can go down whenever they want to, and rent a fishing
pole and some preserved minnows and schlep back up to their
rooms, open the window, stick their little pole outside and
within a few
Es actually catch a fish of some sort that they can bring into
their motel room and do whatever they want with it... you know
what i mean？ now in this bay there's quite a variety of ah...
fish!
Nly do they have mud sharks up there, they got little octopusses
that you can catch. and all these denizens of the deep can come
in real handy... let's say you were a travelling rock and roll
ba
Lled the vanilla fudge. let's
Say one night you checked into the edgewater inn motel with a
8mm movie camera, enough money to rent a pole, and just to make
it more interesting -- a succulent young lady (mnaaaah!) with a
tas
R the bizarre... my mind drifts back to a meeting, a chance
meeting in the chicago o'hare airport where the members of the
vanilla fudge told don preston about a home movie they made at
the edge
Inn with a mud shark. i'm gonna tell you, this dance, the mud
shark, is sweeping the ocean!...
Out
You go out
So far out
You do the mud shark. baby ... etc
3.What Kind Of Girl Do You Think We Are？
Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don preston (mini-moog)
What's a girl like you
Doin' in a place like this？
I left my place after midnight
And i came to this hall
Me and my girlfriend, wecame here
Lookin' to ball
You came to the right place
This is it
This is the swingin-est place
In new york city
(chorus line) no shit!
How true it is
Me and my girlfriend, we come here
Every night looking for that
Hot romance we need
We like to get it on --
Do you like to get it on, too？
Well now, what did you have in mind？
Okay： well i get off bein' juked
With a baby octopus
An spewed upon with cream corn! aah... unh!
An' my girlfriend, she digs it
With a hot yoohoo bottle
While somebody's screamin'：
Corks 'n' safeties
Pigs 'n' donkeys
Alice cooper's gonna ... aaaaaah!
Well, it gets me so hot
I could scream
(chorus line) alice cooper, alice cooper! yaaaah!
Alice cooper, alice cooper! yaaaah!
You two chicks sound real far aout and groovy
Ever been to a holiday inn？
Mna-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa...
Magic fingers in the bed (picture it!)
Wall-mounted tv screen：
Coffee-wost plugged into the bathroom wall
Formica's really keen!
(chorus line) what kind of girl do you think we are？
What kind of girl do you think we are？
Don't call us groupies
That is going too far
We wouldn't ball you
Just because you're a star
These girls wouldn't let just anybody
Spew on their vital parts
They want a guy from a group with a
Big hit single in the charts
Funny you should mention it：
Our new single just made the charts this week
With a bullet! with a bullet!
Lust let me put a little more
Rancid budweiser on my beard right now, baby
And you can show me how a young girl such as you
Might be thrilled and overwhelmed by me...
What hotel did you say you are staying at？
Wanna split right away？
Not so fast, you sillt boy... there's one thing i gotta say：
(chorus line) we want aguy from a group who's got a thing in the
charts
We want aguy from a group who's got a thing in the charts
We want aguy from a group who's got a thing in the charts
We want aguy from a group who's got a thing in the charts
And if his dick is a monster
If his dick is a monster
If his dick is a monster
We will give him our hearts...
Hold it! please hold it!
My god, madge... you voluptuous new york city slit...
Why did'nt you tell me before？
It was so hard to tell with your little blousey-poo on,
But.. now that i see you... i would have helped...
I didn't know you were so obviously.. pregnant...
4.Bwana Dik
Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don preston (mini-moog)
I've got the thing you need
I am endowed beyound your wildest
Clearasil-spattered fantasies, oh oh oh..
Girls from all over the world
Love to write my name on the toilet walls
At the whisky a go go
For i am bwana dik
I am bwana dik
Me bwana dik
Me bwana dik
My dick is a monster
Give me your heart
My dick is a harley
You kick it to start
(chorus line)
When bwana dik speaks
The heavens will part
My dick is a dagger
I'll force it to fit
My dick is a reamer, baby
To scream up your slit
Steam it!
Ream it!
Cream it!
5.Latex Solar Beef
Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don preston (mini-moog)
Mud shark,
Mud shark
You could hear the steam baby
You could hear the screamin' steam right now
As the reamer steams up the lake
Reenie weenie up to the snake
Acetylene nirvana
Haemorrhoids
Talkin' 'bout your haemorrhoids baby
Acetylene nirvana
Haemorrhoids
Talkin' 'bout your haemorrhoids baby
Steam roller
(talkin' 'bout your haemorrhoids baby),
Steam roller
Steam roller
(talkin' 'bout your haemorrhoids baby),
Steam roller
Now now girl
Acetylene nirvana
Haemorrhoids
Talkin' 'bout your haemorrhoids baby
Acetylene nirvana
Haemorrhoids
Talkin' 'bout your haemorrhoids baby
I need somebody to help me, help me
Help me, help me, help me, help me, help me
Hear the steam
See the steam
Hear the steam
Hear the steaming hot black screaming
Iridescent naugahyde python gleaming steam roller
Mud shark
All groupies must bow down
In the sacred presence of the latex solar beef
All groupies must bow down
In the sacred presence of the latex solar beef
Steam roller
(talkin' 'bout your haemorrhoids baby),
Steam roller
Steam roller
(talkin' 'bout your haemorrhoids mama),
Steam roller
(do it miles davis)
6.Willie The Pimp, Part Two
7.Do You Like My New Car？
Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... i mean, seriously, i'm
tellin' you this is the first time that any of my girlfriends
and i have ever met anybody really from hollywood... i mean,
really
Y girlfriend jim, and ian, and aynsley, and bob, and frank... i
mean, none of us...
Pleased to meet you...
Hi howie
We never met a pop star from hollywood... tell me something：
have you ever met davey jones？ or bobby sherman？
No.. no, i ..
I mean... david cassady, he's so...
Jimmy greenspoon, once i...
Three dog night？!!
Yeah...
Oh! i love them! they're my favorite band!.. ow gawd.. oh, do
you like my new car？ i'm ah.. my dad just gave it to me for
graduation..
Ah yeaah？!! i'ts a ... it's a fillmore, isn't it？ real
futuristic, ah.. i dig the fins... listen： do you know how to
get to the ah hollywood inn from here？
No, ah.. which one is it？
(burp) excuse me. it's the one by the airport... you know...
cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in the morning,
y'know...
Oh, i didn't know that... where do you guys play tomorrow night？
i mean, i'd like to come maybe... in your bus or somethin'...
Yeah？..
(voice in background)：
In the bus!
Come in the bus, huh？... tomorrow we're in ah, let's see...
tierra del fuego...
Ook! you're so professional, howie!
Oh, it's not... it's nothing...
Howie, i mean, the way you gettin' tp-tp to play, an all these
exotic places, i mean...
Yeah
Tell me something.. tell me and my girl-... tell me： do you
really have a hit record... on the charts now？... with a bullet？
... i mean that's really important to me...
Listen, honey： would i lie to you just to get in your pants？
He-het! listen! hey, listen to me tellin' ya： we are not
groupies!
Naw, i never.. i never said...
We are not groupies! you better understand that!.. i told robert
planet, i told elton john, i told all those big guys...
Robert planet？!
We are not groupies!
No, i never..
Roger daltrey never laid a hand on me!
Yaw.. it's obvious to see why... listen, i never...
(2nd non-groupie)：
Howie..
(1st non-groupie)：
Tell him! tell him right now!
(2nd non-groupie)：
We only like musicians for f-friends. you know？
(voices in back)：
Real straight arrow, howie, really... just for friends, howie...
(2nd non-groupie)：
But we still like you yeah.. we wouldn't mind coming in your
bus, but..
(2nd non-groupie)：
I mean, we still want to hear your record...
Listen you chicks!now didn' .. didn't you just say that you got
off bein' juked with a baby octopus and spewed upon with cream
corn？ an' that your hair-lipped dyke-o bass-playing girlfriend
on t
Ckseat had to have it with a yoo-hoo bottle or she went
apeshit？!..
Ooooh..
What's the deal, baby？ come on..
Howie! howie, lissen yo me... all that's true..
Come across..
All that's true, and sometimes i even dig it with a doctor
brown's cream soda... or a cel-ray!... but! we are not groupies!
no matter what you think...
No, i never...
We are not groupies..
You see, there seems to be some kind of a communication problem,
honey... because i... i am a lonely guy from outta town, y'know
an'... an' i want some action... what i'm talkin' about is, i
wan
A-a-steaming... succulent... ever-widening, gooey, drippy, runny
kind of a hole with a... with... how shall i put this... what
say we hop in the trunk of your gremlin an' get our rocks off...
Hey! hey-hey-hey-heyyyy.... jesus!...
(voice in back)：
I'm in this band, man...
(voice up front)：
Very agile, howie, very agile...
(voice in back)：
I am in this band no matter what we do up here... it's all...
Now lissen! it just so happend... tonight me and my girlfriends,
i mean, we've all come here for one thing tonight...
Yeah？
Looking for a guy... and we're looking for a guy from a group
Wow
But he's gotta have a dick!
Waaah!
And he's gotta have a dick that's a monster!!
Waaaaaaaah!... that's me!! that's me! ooh! ... oooohh, you
voluptouns manhattan island clit.. take me... i'm yours, you
hole... fulfill my... wildest... dreams!....
Ooooh! anything for you, my most seductive, seclusive... pop
star of a man... picture this if you can： bead jobs! knotted
nylons! bamboo canes! three unreleased recordings of crosby,
stills, nas
Young fighting in the dressing-room of the fillmore east! why,
'n enchilada wrapped with pickle sauce shook up and down in
between a donkey's legs until he can't it stand anymore! all
this and
Howie! including! an electric coolde pony harness, with fuel
injection... fuel injection... fuel injection...
Oooh! my god, i ... i ... i can't stand it!... i mean... i mean,
dou you understand the implications of what i'm saying？ i can't
stand it!!! i can't stand it !! i can't stand it!! oh no!!... oh
D... i'm going home! i'm gonna see my baby... (etc) i really
can't stand it... please... give it to me... give it to me right
here in the trunk of your gremlin.. give me... give me the
enchilada
The pickles sauce shoved up between a donkey's ass until he
can't come anymore!...
Hey-hey! haha! not until you sing me your big hit record!... and
i want to hear the big hit record, and i wanna hear it now, an'
i wanna hear the big hit record now with a bullet! with a
bullet!
The bullet？
The bullet! the bullet! i'ts the part that gets me the
hottest... hehe!.. now sing me that record, and i wanna hear it
right now or you ain't driving nowhere tonight, buddy...
Well, i know when i'm licked... all over.... okay, baby： bend
over and spread 'em!... here comes my... bullet!!
(all sing happy together)
8.Happy Together
Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don preston (mini-moog)
Say!
Imagine me and you,
I do,
I think about you day and night
It's only right,
To think about the girl you love
And hold her tight,
So happy together
If i should call you up,
Invest a dime
And you say you belong to me,
And ease my mind
Imagine how the world would be,
So very fine,
So happy together
(just like a big rock-show)
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you for all my life
When you're with me, baby,
The skies will be blue for all my life
(everybody sing along like a big rock-show, come on!)
Babababababababababababababa...
One more time!
Babababababababababababababa...
We'd like to thank you very much for comin' to our concert
tonight
I know that ah...in a way it's sad that bill graham is closin'
Down the fillmore, but ah, i'm sure he'll get into somethin'
better
It's been lovely, workin' for you this evenin'
Good night, good night, good night boys and girls!
Good night, good night boys and girls, good night!
9.Lonesome Electric Turkey
Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don preston (mini-moog)
Aaaah...aaah...
Arf!
10.Tears Began To Fall
Frank zappa (guitar, dialog)
Mark volman (lead vocals, dialog)
Howard kaylan (lead vocals, dialog)
Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
Jim pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don preston (mini-moog)
Oooh!
Tears began to fall,
The writings on the wall
There is nothin' that can touch
The car that drove away
And now i'm sittin' here all alone
Without no love of my own
I said my tears began to fall
Cryin' i've no love at all
Tears began to fall and fall and fall
Down the church
'cause i feel so hurt
Since my baby drove away
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall and fall and fall
Tears began to fall
Ayayayaaaa...
And now i'm sittin' here all alone
Without no love of my own,
Without no love of my own
Without no love of my own
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall
Tears began to fall and fall and fall
Down the church
'cause i feel so hurt
Since my baby drove away
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah
Tears began to fall,
Tears began to fall
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah
Tears began to fall,
Tears began to fall
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah
Tears began to fall,
Tears began to fall
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah
Tears began to fall,
Tears began to fall
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-waaah
11.Peaches En Regalia
12.Willie The Pimp
Frank zappa (guitar, octave bass, percussion)
Ian underwood (piano, organus maximus, clarinet, saxophone)
Captain beefheart (vocals)
Don 'sugar cane' harris (violin)
John guerin (drums)
Max bennet (bass)
I'm a little pimp with my hair gassed back
Pair a khaki pants with my shoe shined black
Got a little lady ... walk the street
Tellin' all the boy that she cain't be beat
Twenny dollah bill ( i can set you straight )
Meet me onna corner boy'n don't be late
Man in a suit with a bow-tie neck
Wanna buy a grunt with a third party check
Standin' onna porch of the lido hotel
Floozies in the lobby love the way i sell：
Hot meat
Hot rats
Hot cats
Hot ritz
Hot roots
Hot soots
Hot zitz
Hot meat
Hot rats
Hot cats
Hot zitz
Hot roots
Hot soots
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