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Song: | Galoot Up Date |
Album: | Thing Fish | Genres: | Rock |
Year: | 1984 |
Length: | 327 sec |
Lyricist: Frank Zappa
Lyrics:
GALOOT GALOOT, GALOOT GALOOT, GALOOT CO-LOG-NUH GALOOT, GALOOT De KILLER CO-LOG-NUH GALOOT GALOOT, GALOOT GALOOT, GALOOT CO-LOG-NUH GALOOT, GALOOT De KILLER CO-LOG-NUH, that's right De KILLER CO-LOG-NUH, that's right Well, de gubnint dint fine out rights away 'bout De 'MAMMY NUNS' Dat's right De 'MAMMY NUNS' Well, dey's too damn excited 'bout de sissies dey was knockin' off 'N workin' up an uncreedable variety of theoretical scenarios To explain away how come de fagnits all be croakin' at de same time in— NOVEMBER De month o' NOVEMBUH, reekin' of tainted CO-LOG-NUM Dey booked in de heavy pseudo re-LIJ-mus talent to pronunciate de doc-TRINE of BIBLICAL RETRIBUTIUM Moving the project forward Figgin' dat to be Da-da-dee-dahh A sho-fi' explumation, suitable fo' Domestical Assuagement Natchilly, a substantial number o' severely ignint white folks went fo' it, hook, line, 'n shrinker By dat time, de 'MAMMY NUNS' had already sprouted dem 'tato heads 'N was in de process of growin' out dey nakkins Also, by a peculiar corinsidence, we's all up fo' PAROLE at de SAME TIME That's right! You figgit out Once we's out DE JOINT, we faced a hard time in de depressium Couldn't get no 'sembly line woik, 'n since de nakkins we's wearin' atch'ly be GROWIN' outs our bodies We was labelled as 'over-qualified' fo' janitorical deployment Onliest good thang 'bout bein' a 'MAMMY NUN' is we be mo-less UN-destructable Whatever dey done whiffed up befo' don't do SHIT to us now Fact, we jes mights be de onliest thangs left walkin' in de U.S.A., now de MYS'TRY RE-ZEASE gone outa control Just like you Just like you! I see some of y'all be FROWNIN' 'Cause mebbe y'think what I's tellin' ya' is a LIE! How 'bout it, folks? Whatcha say? Is dat right? Yes, it sho' is Well, les' jes' have a test How many o' you nice folks think I knows what I's talkin' 'bout? RAISE Y'HAIN UP! Uh-huh An' how many thinks my potato been bakin' too long? RAISE YO MIZZABLE HAIN UP! Uh-huh Now How many you folks is CONVINCED de gubnint be totally 'UNCONCERNED' wit de proliferatium o' UNDESIRABLE TENANTS in de CONDOMINIUM o' LIFE? An' how many folks believe THEY number won't come up, next time de breeze blow fum de Easterly directium? Les' face it, peoples! Ugly as I mights be, I AM YO' FUTCHUM 'Les y'all prefer 'permanent storage' or a condo in ATLANTIS They could really get down there Dey could really GET DOWN dere, but, I's de only protexium you got Now, durin' de intromissium, de SISTERS be sellin' some MASH POTATOES in de lobby, right over by de— PYRAMID In de vicinity o' de SQUID DECOR 'Neath de planet o' de big ol' giant Underwater door A generous good-will offerin' are REQUIRED Jes' let yo' conscience be yo' guide BLUE LIGHT Jes' follow de BLUE LIGHT, down de aisle to de potatoes durin' de intromissium Light, light, light, light... BLUE Light, light, light, light... BLUE BLUE LIGHT BLUE LIGHT An' while y'all be thinkin' about de blue light, an' y'all be decidin' whether or not yo' immunity gwine hold up 'til de end o' de show I's 'bout to address myseff to de re-educatement o' dem silly muthafuckers over deahhh You can't even speak your own fucking language What on urf do you mean: 'MY LANGUAGE'? I got yo language hangin', boy 'Long wif a two-week supply of IGNINT McNUGGET, de breakfast o' champiums Don't let your meat loaf! Huh-huh-huh Huh? Kiss my McNUGGET Your micro-nanette Y'all kin kiss my micro-nanette too BLU Don't forget de GALOOT CO-LOG-NUHHHHHH GALOOT COLOGNUM
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