Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)

Ike Willis (guitar, vocals)

Mike Keneally (guitar, synthesizer, vocals)

Bobby Martin (keyboards, vocals)

Ed Mann (percussion)

Walt Fowler (trumpet)

Bruce Fowler (trombone)

Paul Carman (alto saxophone)

Albert Wing (tenor saxophone)

Kurt McGettrick (baritone saxophone)

Scott Thunes (bass)

Chad Wackerman (drums)

Eric Buxton (vocals)



These executives have plooked the fuck out of me

And there's still a long time to go

Before I've

Paid my debt to society.

And all I ever really wanted to do was

Play the guitar

'N bend the string like:

'Reent-toont-teent-toont-teenooneenoonee'





I've got it!

I'll be sullen and withdrawn --

I'll dwindle off into the twilight realm

Of my own secret thoughts!

I'll lay on my back here 'til dawn,

In a semi-catatonic state

And dream of guitar notes

That would irritate

An EXECUTIVE KINDA GUY...

Well, I guess that one did the trick!

If they only coulda heard it,

Half-a-dozen of 'em woulda strangled

While they was suckin' on each others' dick!





But that was just a bunch of

Imaginary notes I played --

Just a little extra somethin'

To keep me goin' from day to day

But that's okay --

I'll be gettin' outta here pretty soon --

Then I won't have to live

In this ugly fuckin' room





I can't wait to see what it's like

On the outside now...





I can't wait to see what it's like

On the outside now...





I can't wait to see what it's like

On the outside now...





I can't wait to see what it's like

On the outside now...