Frank Zappa (lead guitar)

Ike Willis (guitar, vocals)

Ray White (guitar, lead vocals)

Bobby Martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)

Alan Zavod (keyboards)

Scott Thunes (bass)

Chad Wackerman (drums)



Well well well, now, dis de nasty sucker dat be respondable fo de enwhiffment o de origumal potium. Now in his infinate respondable party personage as de Evil Prince and through de magik o stage-kraft of course, wes about to see what gwine on in his magikal conjurance up of his little cauldrom of doom! Now check it on out now



Somewhere, over there, I can tell,

I guess so

Theres the voice of

A potato-headed whatchamacallit

Whoo, do tell!

Who does not wish me well!

His clothes are quite stupid,

And also his shoes!

Ain't no bussiness like show business

He's got a big ol duck-mouth!

Who knows how he chews!



He thinks he knows something

About THE GREAT PLAN!

How ULTIMATE BLANDNESS

Must RULE and COMMAND



He knows not a drop,

Not a crumb,

Not a whit,

Of the reason for doing

This criminal shit

And then, if he did,

Would it matter a bit?

Not at all!

Because IT IS WRIT:



Our BEIGE-BLANDISH GOD

Tends to CERTIFY IT:



Only the boring and bland shall survive!

Only the lamest of lameness will thrive!

Take it or leave it, you wont be alive,

If you are overtly CREATIVE!



Fairies and faggots and queers are

CREATIVE

All the best music on Broadway is

NATIVE



Who will step forward

And end all this trouble?

For beige-blandish citizens,

Clutching the rubble

Of vanishing dreams

Of wimpish amusement,

Replaced by a rash

Of CREATIVE confusement!



Soon, my brave Zombies,

Youll m