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Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bobby martin (keyboards, vocals)
Alan zavod (keyboards)
Scott thunes (bass)
Chad wackerman (drums)
Ooh...
A real hologram!
We sure do!
I mean: not real, but almost a real hologram
Hey there, people, I’m bobby brown
They say I’m the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Tiny heinie ho!
Here I am at a famous school
I’m dressin’ sharp
I’m actin’ cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work ’n’ maybe later I’ll rape her
Oh God I am the american dream
I do not think I’m too extreme
An’ I’m a handsome sonofabitch
I’m gonna get a new glove ’n’ be real rich
Get a good, get a good, get a good, get a good job...
Women’s liberation
Came creepin’ all across the nation
I tell you people, I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
I guess it’s still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick
Oh God I am the american dream,
But now I smell like vaseline
An’ I’m a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady...i don’t know which
I wonder...wonder...hi-ho silver!...
So I went out ’n’ bought me a leisure mask
I jingle my change, but I’m still kinda cute
Got a job doin’ radio promo
An’ none of the jocks even think about tonso
Eventually me ’n’ a friend
Sorta drifted along into s&m
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
’long as I gets a little golden shower
Oh God I am the american dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An’ I’ll do anything to get ahead
Hi-ho silver!
Oh god, oh god, I’m so fantastic!
Hi-ho silver!
And my name is bobby brown
And my name is bobby brown
Hi-ho silver!
Way!
And my name is bobby brown
Hi-ho silver!
Oh, never mind...
The name of this song is: keep it greasey
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Lyrics: Frank Zappa
