Lyrics:
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, vocals)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Tom fowler (bass)
Chester thompson (drums)
The adventures
"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits please.
There's 5 more acres in the lower 40 I got to plow."
And mama said it was a shame
or the bars
To bob your head and nod
I recall, so many never ever thought you'd make it
So sad they were mistaken
The joy they tried to take it
Mama said
or the bars
To bob your head and nod
I recall, so many never ever thought you'd make it
So sad they were mistaken
The joy they tried to take it
Mama said
news this mornin'", hmm
"From Choctaw Ridge", yeah
"This morning Billie Joe MacAllister jumped
Off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
Well, papa said to Mama
then Collington hut
We'll pull up at the Stone House, Bob Williams his paddock
And early next morning we cross the Blackbutt
(Chorus) And we'll rant
on the bank of the river downtown
staring across at the lea
I cuddle my miss and I blow her a kiss
she gives a curt nod to me
The water flows by with a hum
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm
of Luke warm water
And raise the heat so slowly they don't feel it getting hotter
Incremental heat increase
The pot of frogs just bob at peace
And before
Days getting hot in the city
Summer's not just passing by
How can these girls be so pretty
They don't even have to try
Tom is the king of this city
I
[skit plays for first minute or so of track]
[Ghostface Killah]
Congratulations, we have refreshments and glass bracelets
Avian water's ya
Well, I'm a guitar picker
And a liquor licker
Always on the run
And I drive from town to town
I'll never be around
For too long
I stranded here
"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
And Mama said it was
down by that old marky.
Just you and me and…………………………………………………………………
Come on down to the river with me, we’ll build a home big enough for three.
We’ll
dues
Take your Johnson, your Mercury or your Evinrude and fire it up
Meet us out at party cove
Come on in the waters fine
Just idle on over, and toss us
Down at 55 Water Street
Top official always seein' Chemical Bank, Wells Fargo
Bank of America with my fine secretary Erykah
Me and Al Sharpton was
private tea
ceremony. i watched him move,
whisk, wipe, fold, touch, offer, drink, enter, exit,
well this one wasn't so good.
i have debuted at carnegie
that he felt lighter and more agile in the water. Tom's surfing transformation was a testament to the sustained energy and vitality that plant-based
to rumble well get up shit
If you buck you get fucked by that nigga named Chuckwick
Aw shit my nigga Ganksta Nip in the motherfuckin' house
Yo Nip say
like Bob Bradley formations
I got an ill Tom Penn, Shouts to both Larry's
a Rich can I live
all alone it gets colder
so we shoulder to shoulder
Pre
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
a'chasing that old alligator
That lives in the brown water beneath the Suwannee Cove
He'll grab you by the ankle and pull you down under
It'll happen real
so nice how they all get along
cnd past the van
Where the bikers drink tea
Pulled up by the water
Is a great place to be
cnd take a deep breath
cnd
and jumped in the pool
She threw her pants over there by the little table
Well, one of the guys in the band picked up het panties
(he told me later the stuff
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