Текст песни Frank Zappa - He Used to Cut The Grass, слова песни Frank Zappa

Текст песни Frank Zappa - He Used to Cut The Grass

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Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)Ike willis (lead vocals)Peter wolf (keyboards)Arthur barrow (bass, vocals)Ed mann (percussion)Vinnie colaiuta (drums)Joe: (to himself as he walks out of prison)Im out at lastBoy, the worldSure looks differentWow...theres hardlyAnything fun to doSince they madeMusic illegalBut Im hookedI got the habitIve got to have itI need to playBut theres noMusicians anymoreTheyre all goneWait! Ive got it!Ill be sullen andWithdrawnIll dwindle off intoThe twilight realmOf my own secretThoughtsIll walk throughThe parking lotIn a semi-Catatonic stateAnd dream ofGuitar notesTo go with theLoading-zoneAnnouncements.Joe wanders through the world which by then has been totally epoxied over, carefully organized, with everyone reporting daily to his or her appointed place in a line somewhere in front of a windMewhere in a building somewhere in order to collect his or her welfare check, which, when cashed, made it possible for the young ones to continue the payments for the obsolete and irreparable apCes their parents had purchased on the instalment plan years ago, providing as security the future incomes of their children. the rest of these checks were used by the young recipients to buy fuNgs of their own on credit, most of which broke down or failed within moments of purchase and seemed to be stacking up everywhere.Central scrutinizer:This is the centralScrutinizerThe white zoneIs for loading andUnloading only.If you have to load orUnload, go to theWhite zone.Youll love it.Its a way of life.This is the centralScrutinizerThe white zoneIs for loading andUnloading only.If you have to load orUnload, go to theWhite zone.Youll love it.Its a way of life.This is the centralScrutinizerThe white zoneIs for loading andUnloading only.If you have to load orUnload...As joe stumbles over mounds of dead consumer goods formed into abstract statues dedicated to the quality of american craftsmanship, dreaming his stupid little guitar notes, he hears, somewhere iBack of his head, the voice of mrs. borg, taunting him:Mrs. borgs voice:Turn it down!Turn it down!I have childrenSleeping here!Dont you boys knowAny nice songs? Im calling the police!I did it!Theyll be here...Shortly!Im not joking aroundAnymore!Youll see now!There they are...Theyre coming!Listen to that mess,Would you!Every day this goes onAround here!He used toCut my grass...He was aVery nice boy...He used toCut my grass...He was aVery nice boy...He used toCut my grass...He was aVery nice boy...He used toCut my grass...He was aVery nice boy...Central scrutinizer:This is the central scrutinizer... yes...he used to be a nice boy...he used to cut the grass...but now his mind is totally destroyed by music. hes so crazy now he even believes that people areNg articles and reviews about his imaginary guitar notes, and so, continuing to dwindle in the twilight realm of his own secret thoughts, he not only dreams imaginary guitar notes, but, to makeRs worse, dreams imaginary vocal parts to a song about the imaginary journalistic profession...

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He Used to Cut The Grass

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