Roxy & Elsewhere

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don preston (synthesizer)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Walt fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon murphy brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph humphrey (drums)
Chester thompson (drums)
Debbie (background vocals)
Lynn (background vocals)
Robert camarena (background vocals)

Thank you.
Brian, i could use a little bit more monitor.
Hello hello, can't you turn up any more than that?
Hello hello, hey!
Alright!
Pardon me folks.

The name of this song is penguin in bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, deals with the possible variations on
A basic theme which is...well,
You understand what a basic theme is.
And then the variations include ah, manoeuvres that might be
Executed with the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification
And devices which might or might not be supplied in a local
Department store or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in
One of those fancy new shops that they advertise in the
Back-pages of the free press.
This song suggests to the suggestible listener that the
Ordinary procedure ah,
That i am circumlocuting at this present time in order to get
This text on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do something other than what you
Thought you were gonna do when you first took your clothes off
And you just happened to have some devices around...
Then it's, it's not only okay to get into the
Paraphernalia of it all but...hey!
What did he say? ready?

She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...
Rennenhenninnahenninnenninahennn
Way over on the wet side
Of the bed (knirps for moisture)

Just like the mighty penguin
Flappin' her eight ounce wings

Lord, you know it's all over
If she comes atcha on the strut & wrap `em
All around yer head

Flappin her eight ounce wings, flappinumm

She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy

Shake up the pale-dry
Ginger ale
Tremblin' like a penguin
When the battery fail

Lord, you must be havin' her jumpin' through
A hoopa real fire
With some kleenex wrapped around a
Coat-hang wire

She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...
Rennenhenninnahenninneninahenn
Howlin' over to some
Antarcticulated moon

In the frostbite nite
With her flaps gone white
Shriekin' as she spot the hoop across the room

Lord, you know it must be a penguin bound down
When you hear that terrible screamin' and
There ain't no other
Birds around

She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...
She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...
Rennenhenninnahenninneninahennn
Aw, you must be careful
Not to leave her straps
Too loose

`cause she just might box yer dog
She just might box yer doggie
An' leave you a dried-up dog biscuit...

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don preston (synthesizer)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Walt fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon murphy brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph humphrey (drums)
Chester thompson (drums)
Debbie (background vocals)
Lynn (background vocals)
Robert camarena (background vocals)

Sunrise
Get up in the mornin'
You know, i dig this mornin'
The sun is shinin' bright
I'm gonna get outside
Gonna wash my face
Grab my hat
Put it on my head
I take a walk downtown
Yeah... because i feel so-oh good
I think i'm gonna take a walk downtown
Hey! sunrise!

Wo!
Somethin' i never seen before
Been walkin' down the street every day
Nobody like you ever passed my way
Maybe it must be too much sun
Couldn't be my hat, must be too much...

Wait a minute! is that you?
What's that?...what, what's that?...
What, what's that?...what?...

Dummy up

What is that?...
I know what that is, i know what that is...
I bet you that's a restaurant menu...
Let me see!...let me see!

Not only do you get the desenex burger

What?

Not only...the desenex burger
Well you are in for a real treat, jim

Wait a minute...i think i like that dance better than...
What are you talkin' about, creep?

What i'm talkin' about is you've been in this killer fog down here too long

What?

You need somethin' to get up and go to school with

Wait a minute, you're not talkin' to an old fool now,
You know i wasn't born yesterday!
Heh heh heh!
Wait a minute...
I like that little dance you were doin' there...

(jeff simmons tries to corrupt napoleon murphy brock by showing him a lewd dance and suggesting that he'd smoke a high-school diploma...)
Hey! wait a minute!

Hey this, this stuff...

I never seen one of these before...that's not a menu...

This stuff is expensive

What is that?

You shoot it, you'll conserve all winter.

I do what?

It lasts longer

(not only do you get the desenex burger)

Now come on, try it.

No, no.

It's really good.

No. smoke that?!

Have i ever lied to you?
Have i ever seen you before?

I don't, i don't even know you!

Look...

I don't even know what that is!
And you're drivin' me to smoke it?!...

Just before, we smoked the tapes that you made.

Smoked the tapes?

Smoked the tapes of your group.

I think i'm with the damned.
You can really get off.

Let's try a joint of this.

A what?

A joint.

You mean this kinda joint?

No man!
Where you been in livin'?...reseda?

No, san jose.
(the evil dope pusher is cutting up a white gym sock, formerly owned by carl zappa and still damp. the shredded sock will be placed inside of a high-school diploma and ignited with a sulphur-pre
Ion... his first taste of big city life!...)

That's okay, wait...

Hey! the roach of this is really gonna be good, so i'll...

Have mercy!

What do you do with that thing?
What do you do with that thing? yeah!
Wait a minute!
Wait a minute!
Wait a minute!

What do you do with that thing?
I wanna know!
Wait a minute!

(now the next step of this operation: the evil corrupter of youth is going to take him from step one, which is a mere high-school diploma stuffed with a gym sock, to step two, which is a college
Ee stuffed with absolutely nothing at all. smoke that and it'll really get you out there!...)

I still don't feel as good as i felt this mornin'...yeah yeah...

(you'll grow out of it...)
Dummy up!

I heard it again, somebody said...

You see this?

Wait a minute!...

College!
College!
That's college-rhythm.

You mean if i smoke that, it's the same as this,
As if i was at college?
Roll it on up!
Roll it on up!
Roll it on up!
Give me that!...

No no, the college degree is stuffed with absolutely nothing at all.
You get, you get nothing with your college-degree...

But that's what i want!
I forgot, i'm sorry...

Well, if you get nothin', well that's what i want.

(a true zen saying: nothing is what i want. the results of a higher education...)

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don preston (synthesizer)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Walt fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon murphy brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph humphrey (drums)
Chester thompson (drums)
Debbie (background vocals)
Lynn (background vocals)
Robert camarena (background vocals)

Well i'm about to get sick
From watchin' my tv
Been checkin' out the news
Till my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day
Is just another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friend
Is anybody's guess, so i'm
Watchin' and i'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think i'll go to prayin'
Every time i hear `em sayin'
There's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay the trouble
Comin' every day
Wednesday i watched the riot
Seen the cops out on the street
Watched `em throwin' rocks & stuff & chokin'
In the heat
Listen to reports
About the whisky passin' `round
Seen the smoke & fire
And the market burnin' down
Watched while everybody
On his street would take a turn
To stomp & smash & bash & crash & slash &
Bust & burn
And i'm
Watchin' and i'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think i'll go to prayin'
Every time i hear `em sayin' that there's
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don preston (synthesizer)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Walt fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon murphy brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph humphrey (drums)
Chester thompson (drums)
Debbie (background vocals)
Lynn (background vocals)
Robert camarena (background vocals)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Village...

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don preston (synthesizer)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Walt fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon murphy brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph humphrey (drums)
Chester thompson (drums)
Debbie (background vocals)
Lynn (background vocals)
Robert camarena (background vocals)

Some of you may know that the tango, which is not a very popular dance anymore, was at one time reputed to be a dance of unbridled passion. back in the old days when it wasn't so easy to get you
Ks off, when it was hard to make contact with a member of the opposite camp and you had to resort to things like dancing close together and going hey...

Those were the days. well those days are probably gone forever, i don't know, unless nixon is going to bring them back a little bit later. but we have this very special highly evolved permutated
O. it's actually a perverted tango. by the time... yes, it's so perverted! this is the be-bop tango, a special entertainment event that includes choreography a little bit later, so watch out fol


You can turn on the big lights, we may need 'em. you know, the ones in the audience. heh heh. okay, 're you ready? not too fast now 'cause i wanna get the right notes on the tape 'n' this, this
O be the one. this has to be the one with all the right notes on it. okay, 're you ready? this is a hard one to play. one two three four...

The cowbell as a symbol of unbridled passion, ladies and gentlemen.

Now, as you might have noticed, bruce fowler has just completed some sort of trombone solo, based on the-ah, idea of an evolved tango-event. bruce has also prepared for you a demonstration of a
That he hopes will sweep the ocean right after the mud shark did. bruce is now warming up the important muscles of the body, in preparation...in preparation for the real live be-bop tango which
E gonna demonstrate. napoleon will assist him. napoleon just put your horn down, just relax, put your head back, here comes the drill. okay, heh heh heh, you know what i'm talkin' about? okay.

This is sort of like jazz in it's own peculiar way. jazz is not dead, it just smells funny! okay, let's go! yeah man, jazz man, you know what i mean? this is be-bop, even though you think it doe
Sound like that. be-bop! now, as you might have noticed, some of you with a musical education can tell that the notes that george just sang when he went: "this is be-bop, even though you th
T doesn't sound like that", is actually a sort of a twisted form of the theme of the tango itself which will get even more depraved as the number goes on. george will now attempt to dismemb
At melody, play it and sing it at the same time while... tu-dup. hey, that's the way! while we sort of dance to it. okay, try it george. tu-dup, tu-dee... oh yeah! as i was saying. now, what we'
E to do at this point is get some volunteers from the audience to... i know you will, oh god you will... we need some...heh heh heh... now, as a matter of fact you did, didn't you... no, we wann
E some people who've never tried it bef
Ore, who've never even thought of trying it before. a boy, a girl, preferably who like each other, who would like to come up here and attempt to dance to what george sings. do we have anybody wh
..you're one.

Okay, what's your name?

Carl.

Your name is carl? please carl step on to the stage. pleased to meet you carl. alright. okay? let's see-ah, is there anybody in the, in the back? where...oh-oh, hey! what's your name?

Rick.

Rick, and?

Jane.

Rick and jane and carl! alright, here's how it works: there's a beat going on like this; that's a pedestrian beat. you don't dance to that beat, you dance to what george sings, okay? the little
Okay? the little quick ones, okay? ready? george, make them dance!

Dup. no no rick, you're too reserved. ready? give it to 'em george! tu-dup, tu-dup pu-dee-da... no no, come on now, loosen up. listen, encourage them! when it... ah! okay! alright, one more time
Ce!

Tu-dup, du-dee-da... let's study this phenomenon. tu-duppy-dup-pu-dee-da... now look, rick and jane and carl, you're, you're wonderful but you're just too reserved. i still can... i know you wil
Ybe in a minute. okay, i'll t-tell you what: go back to your seats and we'll bring up the next batch. okay? carl, rick and jane! alright, you wanna try...?

Anything you say frank!

Oh my god! alright, you're name is lana, right? lana dance!

Du-dup-dee-dup... now that's more like it. du-dup-dee-dup... lana, you're so good we have to bring up some other people to assist you. brenda, imported from edward's air force base, where she...
Es and gentlemen, brenda... brenda is a professional harlot and she just got finished stripping for a bunch of guys at edward's air force base, and she made it down here in time for the show. tw
Rs of taking it off for the boys in the car, really good. okay. heh. brenda, brenda has a lovely assistant named carl, or robert james davis if you prefer. herb cohen, ladies and gentlemen! okay
Ce!

Du-du-dip... you're still too adagio, i keep telling you! du-dup-du-dee-da... turn on the bubble machine! dup-dee-da, dup-dee-da... god, is that a cheap bubble-machine! bow, du-du-du-du-du-da...
Es and gentlemen: don's ex-wife! ladies and gentlemen, you're probably sitting in your chairs, saying to yourselves: i could do that. and of course you can! and now is your big chance! all you h
O do, the first step is easy, all you gotta do is stand up. go ahead, just stand up. there you go, you are standing up. yes, some of you are not standing up but you won't have as much fun as the
Who are standing up. okay, turn on the big lights so everybody can see what's going on. yes, very many of you are standing up. okay, link your mind with the mind of george duke! and when...

Du-dup... that's it! when he plays those funny fast little notes, twitch around and have a good time with the be-bop tango, let's try it! anything you wanna do is alright. you gotta do anything
Anna do, it's alright. yes you got to know you came to the right place, tonight. (give me some of that wine now). as you might have guessed, ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of our concert.
Ike to thank you ver... wanna thank you very much for coming. hope you had a good time. bruce fowler on trombone, napoleon murphy brock on tenor sax and lead vocals, ruth underwood on percussion
Ph humphrey on drums, chester thompson on drums, tom fowler on bass and george duke on the keyboards. thank you very much. alright, alright...