We're Only

Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston (retired)
Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet, vocals)
Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds)
Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Suzy creamcheese (telephone)
Dick barber (snorks)

I don't do publicity balling for you anymore...

The first word in this song is discorporate.
It means: to leave your body

Discorporate & come with me
Shifting; drifting
Cloudless; starless
Velvet valleys & a sapphire
Sea: wah wah

Unbind your mind
There is no time
To lick your stamps
And paste them in
Discorporate
And we will begin...wah wah!

Flower power sucks!

Diamonds on velvets on goldens on vixen
On comet on cupid on donner & blitzen
On up & away & afar & a go-go
Escape from the weight of your corporate logo!

Unbind your mind
There is no time
Boin-n-n-n-n-n-g
To lick your stamps
And paste them in
Discorporate
And we'll begin
Freedom! freedom!
Kindly loving!
You'll be absolutely free
Only if you want to be

Dreaming on cushions of velvet & satin
To music by magic by people that happen
To enter the world of a strange purple
Jello
The dreams as they live them are all
Mellow yellow

Unbind your mind
There is no time
Boin-n-n-n-n-n-g
To lick your stamps
And paste them in
Discorporate
And we'll begin
Freedom! freedom!
Kindly loving!
You'll be absolutely free
Only if you want to be
You'll be absolutely free
Only if you want to be

Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston (retired)
Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet, vocals)
Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds)
Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Suzy creamcheese (telephone)
Dick barber (snorks)

Bow tie daddy dontcha blow your top
Everything's under control
Bow tie daddy dontcha blow your top
'cause you think you're gettin' too old
Don't try to do no thinkin'
Just go on with your drinkin'
Just have your fun, you old son of a gun
Then drive home in your lincoln

Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston (retired)
Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet, vocals)
Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds)
Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Suzy creamcheese (telephone)
Dick barber (snorks)

He has work in the control zone
Because home doziness loves the dirt knobs...
They think it is the way they can create
Wonder what everyone else is whispering about...

Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston (retired)
Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet, vocals)
Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds)
Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Suzy creamcheese (telephone)
Dick barber (snorks)

Beautiful!
God! it's god!
I see god!

Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston (retired)
Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet, vocals)
Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds)
Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Suzy creamcheese (telephone)
Dick barber (snorks)

Hey punk, where you goin' with that
Flower in your hand?
Hey punk, where you goin' with that
Flower in your hand?

Well, i'm goin' up to frisco to join a
Psychedelic band.
I'm goin' up to frisco to join a
Psychedelic band.

Hey punk, where you goin' with that
Button on your shirt?
Hey punk, where you goin' with that
Button on your shirt?

I'm goin' to the love-in to sit & play
My bongos in the dirt.
Yes, i'm goin' to the love-in to sit & play
My bongos in the dirt.

Hey punk, where you goin' with that
Hair on your head?
Hey punk, where you goin' with that
Hair on your head?

I'm goin' to the dance to get some action,
Then i'm goin' home to bed.
I'm goin' to the dance to get some action,
Then i'm goin' home to bed.

Hey punk, where you goin' with those
Beads around your neck?
Hey punk, where you goin' with those
Beads around your neck?

I'm goin' to the shrink so he can help me
Be a nervous wreck...

(just at this moment, the 2700
Microgram dose of stp ingested by
Flower punk shortly before the
Song began takes effect: before
Your very ears his head blows up...
Leaving a bizarre audial residue all over
Your teen-age record player!)
Hey punk! hey punk! hey punk!
Punky! punk! hey punk! punky!
Come and go...come and go...
Polly, do i ever have a lot of soul?
I think i love you!
Questi dominga?
Have you seen that nose eating?
I wanna know for sure!
Leave my nose alone please!
What 're you trying to do?
Listen! ...

This is one of the most
Exciting things that's ever
Happened to me
You know, every time i think
About how lucky i am to be in
The rock & roll industry
It's so exciting
You know, when i first got into
The rock & roll business
I could barely even play the
Changes to this song on my, on
My guitar
But now i'm very professional
I can play the guitar
I can strum it rhythmically
I can sing along with my guitar
As i strum

I can strum, sing, dance,
I can make merry fun all over
The stage
And you know, it's so wonderful
To...
It's wonderful to feel that i'm
Doing something for the kids
Because i know that the kids
And their music are where it's
At

The youth of america today is
So wonderful
And i'm proud to be a part of
This gigantic mass deception

I hope she sees me thrilling,
Yes...
I hope she sees me dancing and
Thrilling

I will say: "hello dolly!"

Is the song over?
Boy, this is really exciting,
Making a rock & roll record
I can't even wait until our
Record comes out and teen-agers
Start to buy it

We'll all be rich and famous!

And when my royalty check comes
I think i'm going to buy a
Mustang
No, i think i'll...i think i'll
Get a corvette
No, i think i'll get a harley
Davidson
No, i don't think i'll buy any
Of those cars
I think what i will do is i
Will buy both
No, i don't do that either
I think, ah, i'll go into real
Estate
I think i'd like to...
I think i'd like to buy a house
In ... boulevard
No, that wouldn't do any good
Gee, i wonder if they can see
Me up here, twirling that
Tambourine and dancing...

Maybe after the show
One of the girls who sees me up
Here, singing and thrilling my
Tambourine and dancing, will
Like me
And she will come over to me
And i will walk
I will walk up to her and i
Will smile at her
And i will impress her and i
Will say: "hello, baby,
What's a girl like you doing in
A place like this?
I'm from a rock & roll band,
I think we should..."
Is the song over?

Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston (retired)
Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet, vocals)
Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds)
Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Suzy creamcheese (telephone)
Dick barber (snorks)

What's the ugliest
Part of your body?
What's the ugliest
Part of your body?
Some say your nose
Some say your toes
But i think it's
Your mind
I think it's your mind, woo woo
All your children are poor
Unfortunate victims of
Systems beyond their
Control
A plague upon your
Ignorance & the gray
Despair of your ugly life
Where did annie go
When she went to town?
Who are all those creeps
That she brings around?
All your children are poor
Unfortunate victims of lies
You believe
A plague upon your
Ignorance that keeps
The young from the truth
They deserve...

Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston (retired)
Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet, vocals)
Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds)
Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Suzy creamcheese (telephone)
Dick barber (snorks)

Now believe me when i tell you that my song is really true
I want everyone to listen and believe
It's about some little people from a long time ago
And all the things the neighbors didn't know early in the morning daddy dinky went to work
Selling lamps & chairs to san ber'dino squares
And i still remember mama with her apron & her pad
Feeding all the boys at ed's cafe!

Whizzing & pasting & pooting through the day
(ronnie helping kenny helping burn his poots away!)
And all the while on a shelf in the shed:
Kenny's little creatures on display!


Ronnie saves his numies on a window in his room
(a marvel to be seen: dysentery green)
While kenny & his buddies had a game out in the back:
Let's make the water turn black


We see them after school in a world of their own
(to some it might seem creepy what they do...)
The neighbors on the right sat & watched them every night
(i bet you'd do the same if they was you)

Whizzing & pasting & pooting through the day
(ronnie helping kenny helping burn his poots away!)
And all the while on a shelf in the shed:
Kenny's little creatures on display!


Ronnie's in the army now & kenny's taking pills
Oh! how they yearn to see a bomber burn!
Color flashing, thunder crashing, dynamite machine!
(wait till the fire turns green...
Wait till the fire turns green)
Wait till the fire turns green

Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston (retired)
Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet, vocals)
Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds)
Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Suzy creamcheese (telephone)
Dick barber (snorks)

The idiot bastard son

(the father's a nazi in congress today
The mother's a hooker somewhere in l.a.)
The idiot bastard son

(abandoned to perish in back of a car
Kenny will stash him away in a jar)
The idiot boy!

(all the time he would spend at the church he'd attend...
Warming his pew)
Kenny will feed him & ronnie will watch
The child will thrive & grow
And enter the world
Of liars & cheaters & people like you
Who smile & think you know
What this is about


(you think you know everything... maybe so)
The song we sing, do you know?
We're listening...
The idiot boy!

(all the time he would spend all the colors he'd blend...
Where are they now?)

Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
Bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston (retired)
Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet, vocals)
Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds)
Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Suzy creamcheese (telephone)
Dick barber (snorks)

...operator?
Phone for a minute, please...
Hello?
...yes sir...
Ah, can you call six seven eight nine eight six six
...
Yes
Right
Is that vickie?
He's gonna bump you off the ass
He's got a gun, you know
If he can get ya in laurel canyon, he won't get you here
Hello?
Vickie?
Yeah
What's happening?
Listen:
Your father has called me up this...
Now look, just don't panic but just tell me
I'm not panicking
Ok
I think my phone's captured too
Well don't worry about it, it's quite alright
Fine... your father called me up this afternoon
Just a second...