Lyrics:
cause the simple, sorry fact of your existence, preston miller
is enough to bring this house of evil down
a week gone by, he’s wakened by a knockin
you know what I'm saying
Forever and always
And we got Preston on these drums
Can we get the chorus one more time!
Whooooo!
Skin Black
That's the oil
This is Pony Boy and I'm a regular freak
I gets busy 'til you miss me
Shit you better believe
Catch me pop it, lock it, roll it steady
Move it by
if he shouts
Loud enough and waves his arms
And opens up his eyes, he'll be back there again
This is the life of Preston
Trapped inside a jar
Sure, it
Well, in the frozen north of the Yukon
Lived the king of the Royal Mountie Fuzz
Sergeant Preston was his name
King his dog's name was
He had
Cut to a slightly blurred black and white photo of a
Housewife with her face blotted out by a black oblong.
Presenter Hello, Mrs Teal!
Cut back
Couple Percs got me sleepy
Yuh, couple Percs got my sleepy
Diamonds water
Wearin' Fiji with a Heron Preston beanie
Taught by Weezy
And I know they
n***a I see it
Pull off fast it's a hell cat demon
Drive by fast while n****s 2 feating
Hp tag that's Heron Preston swagg
Hp tag that's Heron Preston
spider? "
The zipper from the black lagoon?
The vents by the tanks where the bubbles go up?
(and the flaps on the side of the moon)
The jelly & paint
Cut my Third Eye open
Now my folk and em' think I'm crazy but
I'm taking offers and calling up my new lawyer
I'm the G.O.A.T
Call me the black
thunes (electric bass, mini-moog)
Chad wackerman (drums, electronic percussion)
Jimmy carl black (vocals)
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Jim
Frank zappa (guitar)
Lowell george (guitar, lead vocals)
Roy estrada (bass, vocals)
Don preston (keyboards, electronics)
Buzz gardner (trumpet)
Ian
how we make movies
Basketball gun brawlers, bounce
Black down 'bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks
That's the way we live, Staten Island kid
how we make movies
Basketball gun brawlers, bounce
Black down 'bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks
That's the way we live, Staten Island kid
Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston
Lowell george (dialog)
Jimmy carl black (dialog)
Roy estrada (dialog)
Bunk gardner (dialog)
Don preston (dialog)
Motorhead sherwood (dialog)
Ian
Hey Bobby
Why are you stayin' in here in this shadow?
Come over by the fire
I'll have a drink with you
This is our house now
So let's act like
Mack D-Shot, brought up by the middle class
I did time for crime 'cause I was living ass
I spent two on the lockdown in Preston
To hire me is
Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston
Oppressor we came to usurp you
Black, Black
Black, Black, Black, Black
Black, Black
Black, Black, Black, Black
Black, Black
Black, Black, Black
Pounds, pounds
Some pounds, pounds, pounds
Ass cheeks, three pounds
Ass cheeks, three pounds
Spreadin' my ass cheeks at Preston
Three pounds, three
the estater
I'm the creater mate I'm the maker I make your face look like it's a crater
95.5 92.3 FM
Them days were the best then
Peckham to Preston
Black R1 is
Yeah, huh, bitch (Damn, Machu
Why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
Off White, Heron Preston
Looking like the dope man
Unky on the block making
Black on black to the Fendi
Bitch, I’m back on the map
That’s a fact, hoes ain’t ready
Stacking dead’s, mixing meds
Fresh to death
Bitch acting friendly
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