Social and Cultural Context

The Music of Frank Zappa
MUGC 4890-001 • MUGC 5890-001
Dr. Joseph Klein"
III. Social and Cultural Context"
Cultural Context — 1940s & 50s: Post-War Period "
Cultural Context — 1940s & 50s: Family and Lifestyle"
Cultural Context — 1940s & 50s: Cold War & “Red Menace”"
Cultural Context — 1940s & 50s: Cold War & “Red Menace”"
Cultural Context — 1950s: B Movies"
Cultural Context — 1950s: B Movies"
“Zombie Woof”!
“Cheepnis”!
“The Radio is Broken”!
Overnite Sensation!
(1973)!
!
Roxy & Elsewhere !
(1974)!
The Man From Utopia!
(1983)!
Cultural Context — 1960s: Civil Rights Movement"
Cultural Context — 1960s: Great Society, Viet Nam War"
Cultural Context — 1960s: Hippie Culture & Flower Power"
Cultural Context — 1970s: Watergate, Recession"
Cultural Context — 1970s: Disco Era"
Cultural Context — 1990s: Collapse of the Soviet Union"
Archetypes in the Project/Object"
§  Suzy Creamcheese"
§  Hippies"
§  Plastic People"
§  Pachucos"
§  Lonesome Cowboy Burt"
§  Bobby Brown"
§  Jewish American Princess"
§  Catholic Girls"
§  Valley Girl"
§  Charlie (“kinda young, kinda wow…”)"
§  Debbie"
§  Thing-Fish (composite archetypes)"
“Who Needs the Peace Corps?” (We’re Only In It for the Money, 1968)"
What's there to live for?
Who needs the peace corps?
Think I'll just DROP OUT
I'll go to Frisco
Buy a wig & sleep
On Owsley's floor Walked past the wig store
Danced at the Fillmore
I'm completely stoned
I'm hippy and I'm trippy
I'm a gypsy on my own
I'll stay a week and get the crabs and
Take a bus back home
I'm really just a phony
But forgive me
'Cause I'm stoned Every town must have a place
Where phony hippies meet
Psychedelic dungeons
Popping up on every street
GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . . How I love ya, How I love ya
How I love ya, How I love ya Frisco!
How I love ya, How I love ya
How I love ya, How I love ya
Oh, my hair is getting good in the back! Every town must have a place
Where phony hippies meet
Psychedelic dungeons
Popping up on every street GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . . Hotcha! “Who Needs the Peace Corps?” (We’re Only In It for the Money, 1968)"
First I'll buy some beads
And then perhaps a leather band
To go around my head
Some feathers and bells
And a book of Indian lore
I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
How to get to Haight Street
And smoke an awful lot of dope
I will wander around barefoot
I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye
at all times
I will love everyone
I will love the police as they kick the shit out of
me on the street
I will sleep . . .
I will, I will go to a house
That's, that's what I will do
I will go to a house
Where there's a rock and roll band
'Cause the groups all live together
And I will join a rock and roll band
I will be their road manager
And I will stay there with them
And I will get the crabs
But I won't care
Because . . .
“Turning Again” (Meets the Mothers of Prevention, 1985)"
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again They took a whole bunch of acid
So they could see where it's at
(It's over there, over there,
Over there, over there
And under here also)
Doont, da-doodem doodem!
They lived on a whole bunch of nothing
They thought they looked very good
They'd never ever worry
They were always in a hurry
To convince themselves that what they were
Was really very groovy
Yes, they believed in all the papers
And the magazines that defined their folklore
They could never laugh
At who or what they thought they were
Or even what they thought
They sorta oughta be
They were totally empty
(Totally empty)
And their lives were really useless
So what the fuck?
They didn't have no sense of humor
(Oodly-oodly-yeah!)
Now they got nothing left
To laugh about
Including themselves
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again
“Turning Again” (Meets the Mothers of Prevention, 1985)"
Bprr . . . bprr . . . the year 1967 Drug-crazed youth discovered vagrancy as a way of life
EWW-WW! Dey were mellow
Dey were yellow
Dey were wearing smelly blankets
Dey looked like DONOVAN fans
(HU-UR-DE-EE
GU-UR-DE-EE) Dey walkin' 'round
With stupid flowers
In dey hair an' evvywhere
Dey tried to stuff 'em up de guns
Of all the cops and other servants of the law
(LA LA-LA-LA LA-LA) Who tried to push 'em around
And later mowed 'em down
But they were full of all that shit
That they believed in
(PHEW!)
So what the fuck?
(WHAT THE FUCK?)
Now I seen 'em tightenin' up dey headbands
On the weekend and dey get loaded
When dey came to town
Dey walk around in GREEMICH VILLAGE
To buy posters dey could hang up
In dem smelly little secret
Black light bedrooms
On LONN-ISLAND
Singin': "JIMI COME BACK!"
Now come back and regulate de boy's FURZ-tone
Yo' HAZE was so PURPLE It caused your AXIS to be BOLD AS LOVE
(JIMI-JIMI-JIMI-JIMI-JIMI FEED BACK)
Now Jimi gimme some feedback
Come back and feed back on my knapsack
You can feed back the fuzz tone from your WAH-WAH
While you bend down
And set your stuff on FIRE
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again
We can turn it around
We can do it again
We can go back in time
Through the canyons of your mind
On the EVE O' DESTRUCTION
We can act like we are something really special
WOOOH, we'll just jump in the bath-tub
With that other guy JIM
And make him be more careful
“Turning Again” (Meets the Mothers of Prevention, 1985)"
We can visit Big Mama
And whap her on the back
When she eats her sandwich
(LA LA LA LA)
We can take care of Janis
When she gets so depressed
She can't take it no more
We can laugh at Keith Moon's jokes
(HA HA HA HA HA)
And the colour TV
(HA HA)
He threw out de windum
Fum de second flew-ah!
(YEAAHHHHHH!)
Everybody come back
No one can do it like you used to
If you listen to the radio
And what they play today
You can tell right away:
All those assholes really need you!
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again
Turn turn
Turn turn
We're turning again
“Bobby Brown Goes Down” (Sheik Yerbouti, 1979)"
Oh God I am the American dream I do not think I'm too extreme An' I'm a handsome sonofabitch I'm gonna get a good job 'n be real rich (Get a good, get a good, get a good, get a good job) Women's Liberation Came creepin' across the nation I tell you people, I was not ready When I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie She made a little speech then, Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown They say I'm the cutest boy in town My car is fast, my teeth is shiney I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie Here I am at a famous school I'm dressin' sharp 'n I'm Actin' cool I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper Let her do all the work 'n maybe later I'll rape her
Oh God I am the American dream
(P.U.)
But now I smell like Vaseline An' I'm a miserable sonofabitch Am I a boy or a lady . . . I don't know which (I wonder wonder, wonder wonder) “Bobby Brown Goes Down” (Sheik Yerbouti, 1979)"
Oh God I am the American dream With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream An' I'll do anything to get ahead I lay awake nights sayin', "Thank you, Fred!" Oh God, Oh God, I'm so fantastic! Thanks to Freddie, I'm a sexual spastic And my name is Bobby Brown Watch me now; I'm goin' down, And my name is Bobby Brown Watch me now; I'm goin' down, And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now; I'm goin' down Ha-ha . . . So I went out 'n bought me a leisure suit I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute Got a job doin' radio promo An' none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo Eventually me 'n a friend Sorta of drifted along into S&M I can take about an hour on the tower of power 'Long as I gets a little golden shower O'Hearn: Yeah . . . I knew you'd be surprised . . .
“Jewish Princess” (Sheik Yerbouti, 1979)"
I need a hairy little Jewish Princess (La-la-la)
With a brand new nose
(Oo-ee-oo)
Who knows where it goes I want a steamy little Jewish Princess (KSSS!) With over-worked gums, who squeaks when she cums I don't want no troll I just want a Yemenite hole I want a nasty little Jewish Princess (La-la-la)
With long phony nails and a hairdo that rinses (Wee-oo-oo) A horny little Jewish Princess With a garlic aroma that could level Tacoma (FA!) Lonely inside Well, she can swallow my pride I want a darling little Jewish Princess (La-la-la)
Who don't know shit about cooking and is arrogant looking (Woo-eee-ooo)
A vicious little Jewish Princess To specifically happen with a pee-pee that's snapin' All up inside I just want a Princess to ride Awright, back to the top . . . (Hi-Yo, Silver! Away!)
Everybody twist! “Jewish Princess” (Sheik Yerbouti, 1979)"
I want a funky little Jewish Princess (La-la-la) A grinder; a bumper, with a pre-moistened dumper A brazen little Jewish Princess (HI-YO!) With titanic tits
(WHOAH!)
And sand-blasted zits She can even be poor So long as she does it with four on the floor (Vapor-lock) I want a dainty little Jewish Princess (La-la-la)
With a couple of sisters who can raise a few blisters A fragile little Jewish Princess (HI-YO!)
With Roumanian thighs, who weasels 'n lies For two or three nights Won't someone send me a princess who bites Won't someone send me a princess who bites Won't someone send me a princess who bites Won't someone send me a princess who bites
“Catholic Girls” (Joe’s Garage, 1979)"
Catholic Girls
At the CYO
Catholic Girls
Do you know how they go?
Catholic Girls
There can be no replacement
How do they go, after the show?
Father Riley And Various Party Goers:
(Well)
Catholic Girls
With a tiny little mustache
Catholic Girls
Do you know how they go?
Catholic Girls
In the Rectory Basement
Father Riley's a fairy
But it don't bother Mary
Joe:
All the way
That's the way they go
Every day
And none of their mamas ever seem to know
Hip-Hip-Hooray
For all the class they show
There's nothing like a Catholic Girl
At the CYO
When they learn to blow . . .
Father Riley:
They're learning to blow
All the Catholic Boys!
Mary:
Warren Cuccurullo . . .
Father Riley:
Catholic Boys!
“Catholic Girls” (Joe’s Garage, 1979)"
Officer Butzis:
Hey! She gave me VD!
Father Riley:
Catholic Girls!
Warren:
Toni Carbone!
Chorus:
With a tongue like a cow
She could make you go WOW!
Joe:
VD Vowdy vootie
Right away
That's the way they go
Every day
Whenever their mamas take them to a show
Matinee
Pass the popcorn please
There's nothing like a Catholic Girl
With her hand in the box
When she's on her knees
INSTRUMENTAL "
INTERLUDE"
!
Father Riley:
Catholic Girls!
Mary:
Kinda young, kinda WOW!
Father Riley:
Catholic Boys!
Mary:
Vinnie Colaiuta . . .
Chorus:
Where are they now?
Did they all take The Vow?
Warren:
Carmenita Scarfone!
Father Riley:
Catholic Girls!
Larry:
She was on her knees
My little Catholic Girl
“Catholic Girls” (Joe’s Garage, 1979)"
Yai-ee-ahhh!
(Well well)
Catholic Girls
(Ma-ma ma-ma-ma-mum)
OOOOOOH!
(Ma-ma ma-ma ma-mum)
Catholic Girls
Yai-ee-ahhh!
(Ma-ma ma-ma-ma-mum)
Catholic Girls
OOOOOOH!
Catholic Girls
Yai-ee-ahhh! Chorus:
In a little white dress
Catholic Girls
They never confess
Catholic Girls
I got one for a cousin
I love how they go
So send me a dozen
Catholic Girls
OOOOOOH!
(Well well well)
Catholic Girls
(Ma-ma-mum ma-ma-mum)
Yai-ee-ahhh!
Catholic Girls
OOOOOOH!
(Well well now)
Catholic Girls
(Ma-ma-mum ma-ma-ma-ma-mum)
Yai-ee-ahhh!
Catholic Girl (Ma-ma ma-ma-maaah)
OOOOOOH!
Catholic Girls
Central Scrutinizer:
The is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . .
Joe had a girl friend named Mary.
She used to go to the church club every week.
They'd meet each other there
Hold hands
And think Pure Thoughts
“Valley Girl” (Ship Arriving Too Late to Save a Drowning Witch, 1982)"
Encino is like SO BITCHEN (Valley Girl)
There's like the Galleria (Valley Girl)
And like all these like really great shoe stores
I love going into like clothing stores and stuff
I like buy the neatest mini-skirts and stuff
It's like so BITCHEN cuz like everybody's like
Super-super nice . . . It's like so BITCHEN, like . . . On Ventura, there she goes
She just bought some bitchen clothes
Tosses her head 'n flips her hair
She got a whole bunch of nothin' in there Valley Girl
She's a Valley Girl
Valley Girl
She's a Valley Girl
Okay, fine . . . Fer sure, fer sure
She's a Valley Girl
In a clothing store
Okay, fine . . . Fer sure, fer sure
She's a . . .
Like, OH MY GOD! (Valley Girl)
Like - TOTALLY (Valley Girl)
Anyway, he goes are you into S & M?
I go, oh RIGHT . . . Could you like just picture me in like a LEATHER TEDDY
Yeah right, HURT ME, HURT ME . . . I'm sure! NO WAY!
He was like freaking me out . . . He called me a BEASTIE . . . That's cuz like he was totally BLITZED
He goes like BAG YOUR FACE!
I'm sure! Valley Girl
She's a Valley Girl
Valley Girl
She's a Valley Girl
“Valley Girl” (Ship Arriving Too Late to Save a Drowning Witch, 1982)"
Okay, fine . . . Fer sure, fer sure
She's a Valley Girl
So sweet 'n pure
Okay, fine . . . Fer sure, fer sure
She's a . . . It’s really sad (Valley Girl)
Like my English teacher
He's like . . . (Valley Girl)
He's like Mr. BU-FU (Valley Girl)
We're talking Lord God King BU-FU (Valley Girl)
I am SO SURE
He's like so GROSS
He like sits there and like plays with all his rings
And he like flirts with all the guys in the class
It's like totally disgusting
I'm like so sure
It's like BARF ME OUT . . . Gag me with a spoon! Last idea to cross her mind
Had something to do with where to find
A pair of jeans to fit her butt
And where to get her toenails cut So like I go into this like salon place, y'know
And I wanted like to get my toenails done
And the lady like goes, oh my God, your toenails
Are like so GRODY
It was like really embarrassing
She's like OH MY GOD, like BAG THOSE TOENAILS
I'm like sure . . . She goes, uh, I don't know if I can handle this, y'know . . . I was like really embarrassed . . . Valley Girl
She's a Valley Girl
Valley Girl
She's a Valley Girl
Okay, fine
Fer sure, fer sure
She's a Valley Girl
And there is no cure
Okay, fine
Fer sure, fer sure
She's a Valley Girl
And there is no cure Like my mother is like a total space cadet (Valley Girl)
She like makes me do the dishes and (Valley Girl)
CLEAN the cat box (Valley Girl)
I am sure
That's like GROSS (Valley Girl)
BARF OUT! (Valley Girl)
OH MY GOD (Valley Girl) “Valley Girl” (Ship Arriving Too Late to Save a Drowning Witch, 1982)"
Hi!
Uh-huh . . . (Valley Girl)
My name?
My name is Ondrya Wolfson (Valley Girl)
Uh-huh
That's right, Ondrya (Valley Girl)
Uh-huh . . . I know (Valley Girl)
It's like . . . I do not talk funny . . . I'm sure (Valley Girl)
Whatsa matter with the way I talk? (Valley Girl)
I am a VAL, I know (Valley Girl)
But I live in like in a really good part of Encino so
it's okay (Valley Girl)
Huh-ah . . . (Valley Girl)
So like, I don't know (Valley Girl)
I'm like freaking out totally (Valley Girl)
Oh my God! (Valley Girl)
You like get saliva all over them
But like, I don't know, it's going to be cool, y'know
So you can see my smile
It'll be like really cool
Except my like my teeth are like too small
But NO BIGGIE . . . It's so AWESOME
It's like TUBULAR, y'know
Well, I'm not like really ugly or anything
It's just like
I don't know
You know me, I'm like into like the clean stuff
Like PAC-MAN and like, I don't know
Like my mother like makes me do the dishes
It's like so GROSS . . . Like all the stuff like sticks to the plates
And it's like, it's like somebody else's food, y'know
It's like GRODY . . . GRODY TO THE MAX
I'm sure
It's like really nauseating
Like BARF OUT
GAG ME WITH A SPOON
GROSS
I am SURE
TOTALLY . . .
Hi -- I have to go to the orthodontist (Valley Girl)
I'm getting my braces off, y'know (Valley Girl)
But I have to wear a retainer
That's going to be really like a total bummer
I'm freaking out I'm SURE
Like those things that like stick in your mouth
They're so gross . . . Freaks and Aberrant Behavior in the Project/Object"
§  Kenny and Ronnie Williams (“Let’s Make the Water Turn Black”)"
§  Wild Bill the Mannequin-Fucker"
§  Cynthia Plaster-Caster"
§  “Jazz Discharge Party Hats”"
§  Laurel Fishman (“Stevie’s Spanking”)"
§  The Illinois Enema Bandit"
§  Father O’Blivion"
§  Coneheads"
§  Michael Jackson (“Why Don’t You Like Me?”)"
"
“Let’s Make the Water Turn Black” (We’re Only In It For The Money, 1968)"
“Jazz Discharge Party Hats” (The Man from Utopia, 1983)"
With the girls from the college
They were having a good time . . .
We were in Albuquerque for a couple of days
But these girls thought they were Hot Shit
'N wouldn't pooch the guys in the band on the first day, so . . .
A couple of the guys in the band
Who were desperate for THAT KIND OF ACTION
Kept workin' on 'em for two days
(Which is a waste of fuckin' time anyway…)
So, anyway . . .
But if that's your idea of a good time, what the hey . . . Once upon a time, it was in Albuquerque, New Mexico
There were these girls that worked at the college
The were really cool . . .
(They thought so anyway)
The would be delighted to tell you how suave they where
At the drop of a hat
There was three of 'em . . . One of them thought she was a Beauty Queen . . .
The other one was a Walking Blow Job . . .
And then there was this skinny girl . . .
Oh well . . .
Some of the guys in the band got together
Send those pants up here . . . here's some more
Okay, good-good!
Traditional cotton . . . oh, how sweet!
Umt . . . huh-huh-huh-huhhh . . .
HERE! Work these! Anyway . . . we're in Albuquerque, New Mexico...
A couple of the guys in the band, who shall go nameless
Because their girlfriends might find out
Decided they were gonna work the wall on these girls
From the college
So, one night . . . it was the first night
When they were still trying to get it in there
(Ya know what I mean? Huh-huh-huh . . . )
The skinny girl, she says to one of the guys in the band
“Jazz Discharge Party Hats” (The Man from Utopia, 1983)"
Well, one of them did . . .
The other one was too smart for that shit . . .
So him and the T-shirt guy sat by the edge of the pool
And when the girl who was really skinny
(And insensitive to climatic changes)
Took off her clothes and jumped in the pool
She threw her pants over there by the little table... She says, well, to several of the guys in the band
And one of the T-shirt guys too . . .
"HEY! LET'S GO SKINNY-DIPPING!"
At two o'clock in the morning at the pool at the hotel
That's right, your heard right,
Two o'clock in the morning, pool at the hotel . . .
It was so fun . . .
But the water was very, very cold . . .
So they go out there and the girl who was really skinny
'N probably totally insensitive to climatic changes
Took all of her garments off and she jumped in the pool
And she says, "HEY GUYS! COME ON IN!”
Well, one of the guys from the band picked up her panties
(He told me later that the stuff in the bottom
Was like punching an eclair . . . )
Anyhow . . . there was nothing else to do . . .
It was Albuquerque, New Mexico . . .
It's two o'clock in the morning . . .
They're not going to get any nooky anyway...
So this one guy and the T-shirt guy
Started sniffing the girl's panties . . .
They were sniffing the fudge and sniffing the glue . . .
Sniffing everything that adhered to these
Delightful little morsels
(Some of you might think this is weird . . .
No wonder . . . it's not exactly normal, but what the fuck?)
So, they're snorting it . . .
(Hey! It's the twentieth century . . .
Whatever you can do to have a good time, let's get on
with it
So long as it doesn't cause a murder . . . ) “Jazz Discharge Party Hats” (The Man from Utopia, 1983)"
So they're snorting the pants
'N then they put them on their heads . . .
They were having a good time . . .
The girl was in the water . . . she didn't even see
What was going on with her underpants . . . They were wearing the pants
It looked just like a tiny little party hat . . .
Their ears were sticking out the side . . . it was so fun
Later on they discovered
This would make a great way of life for them . . .
They would go from town to town looking for panties
They would take the panties after they were hung up
On the clothes line . . .
Later on they would take 'em back in the dressing room
They would play with them . . .
They would fetish the underpants . . .
They would snort every little morsel attached to the
underpants . . . and then . . . they would feel that
They were FULFILLED And so you can see
That what we're doing here on stage
Is part of a great American Tradition
The tradition of the
JAZZ DISCHARGE PARTY HATS
“Stevie’s Spanking” (Them or Us, 1984)"
Laurel was her name
She came to Notre Dame
He told me just the other day
He oughta be thanking
Her for the spanking
His name is Stevie Vai,
And he's a crazy guy
Last November, I recall,
He needed a spanking
He decided then
A female specimen
Would be exciting for a night
To give him a spanking
She was large and soft
And she beat him off
Made him drool upon his dork
And gave it a wanking
After the spanking
Hair brush!
Oh! What a hair brush!
(it's not that he requires grooming! Guys with light blue hair never do!)
Then did she exclaim:
"There's another game
That we can play with this device,
And then a banana!"
It was slightly green
Vapors in between
Rising up to fill the room
And COOK the banana
She said it was dry Stevie
won't you try To drool a little
drool on it And grease the
banana
Later in the dawn,
Laurel carried on
Got right up and dressed herself and
Ate the banana “The Illinois Enema Bandit” (Zappa in New York, 1978)"
“The Illinois Enema Bandit” (Zappa in New York, 1978)"
“The Illinois Enema Bandit” (Zappa in New York, 1978)"
“The Illinois Enema Bandit” (Zappa in New York, 1978)"
“Father O’Blivion” (Apostrophe’, 1974)"
Get on your feet an' do the funky Alfonzo!
Father Vivian O'Blivion Resplendent in his frock Was whipping up the batter For the pancakes of his flock He was looking rather bleary (He forgot to watch the clock) 'Cause the night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked, yes . . . The night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked (he stroked it) . . .
A leprechaun had stroked, yes . . . The night before
Behind the door
A leprechaun had stroked (he stroked it) . . .
The night before Behind the door A leprechaun had stroked . . . his . . . Sma-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ahhh (stroked his smock)
Which set him off in such a frenzy He sang LOCK AROUND THE CROCK An' he topped it off with a . . . An' he topped it off with a . . .
An' he topped it off with a . . .
WOO WOO WOO
WOO WOO WOO
WOO WOO WOO
As he stumbled on his ____
He was delighted as it stiffened And ripped right through his sock “Father O’Blivion” (Apostrophe’, 1974)"
Oh, Saint Alfonzo would be proud of me PROUD OF ME
He shouted down the block
Dominus Vo-bisque 'em Et come spear a tu-tu,
Oh! Won't you eat my sleazy pancakes Just for Saintly Alfonzo They're so light 'n fluffy-white
We'll raise a fortune by tonite
They're so light 'n fluffy-white
We'll raise a fortune by tonite
They're so light 'n fluffy-brown
They're the finest in the town
They're so light 'n fluffy-brown
They're the finest in the town
Good morning, your Highness Ooo-ooo-ooo I brought you your snow shoes
Ooo-ooo-ooo Good morning, your Highness Ooo-ooo-ooo I brought you your snow shoes
“Why Don’t You Like Me” (Broadway the Hard Way, 1988)"
"I thing you're a jerk! I'm moving from you!"
"Make me a sandwich."
"Moving to Venice.”
"I'll be black."
(Jack! What?)
"He's still white, Jim . . . " I hate my mother
I hate my father
I AM my sister . . .
And Jermaine is a negro!
A NEGRO! A NEGRO! A NEGRO!
[Set to the tune of “Tell Me You Love Me” (Zappa);
includes quotes from Marche Funebre (Chopin) and
Billie Jean (Jackson)]
"He's white, Jim . . . " Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Am I really that bad?
HE'S BAD, HE'S BAD, HE'S BAD
"I thought he looked good -- what happened to you?"
"Please read this pamphlet."
"I'm so BAD!" You take the monkey, I'll take the llama,
We'll have a party: get me a Pepsi --
Michael is Janet, Janet is Michael --
I'm so confused now --
Who is Diana? He's oxygenated
His nose is deflated
And he thinks he looks good to you
He thinks he looks good to you “Why Don’t You Like Me” (Broadway the Hard Way, 1988)"
IKE: Oh, I'm sorry . . . FZ: This is supposed to be the part where I... name people
who are not... related in any particular way to... Michael
Jackson... so... oh, let's see now, who could it be... uh... What's
your name...? His name is Bob? Bob is not the illegitimate son
of Michael Jackson, take it from me...
Billy Jean is not Mr. Bob Arnold Silvestri . . . (Ha ha ha ha!)
Billy Jean is not Arnold Silvestri Jean Kirkpatrick . . . Billy Jean is not Kirkpatrick Lando Calrissian . . . Gimme oxygene Gimme oxygene Gimme oxygene Box o' turds FZ: That's right, a box o' turds!
Sex in the Project/Object"
§  Groupies (e.g., Suzy Creamcheese)"
§  The Blow Job "
§  “Dinah-Moe Humm” (Over-Nite Sensation)"
§  “Ms. Pinky” (Zoot Alures)"
§  “I Promise Not to Come in Your Mouth” (Zappa in New York)"
§  “I Have Been in You” (Sheik Yerbouti)"
§  “Keep it Greasey” (Joe’s Garage, Thing-Fish)"
§  “SEX” (Man from Utopia)"
§  “G-Spot Tornado” (Jazz from Hell, The Yellow Shark)"
“Dinah-Moe Humm” (Over-Nite Sensation, 1973)"
I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb
An' applied rotation on her sugar plum
I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb
But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Where's this Dinah-Moe comin' from?
I done spent three hours an' I ain't got a crumb
From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe
From the Dinah-Moe Humm
I couldn't say where she's comin' from,
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm
She stroll on over, say: "Look here, bum,
I got a forty-dollar bill say you can't make me cum
Y'jes can't do it"
She made a bet with her sister, who's a little bit dumb
She could prove it any time all men was scum
I don't mind that she called me a bum,
But I knew right away she was really gonna cum
So I got down to it
Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
(No no no no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
“Dinah-Moe Humm” (Over-Nite Sensation, 1973)"
So I pulled on her hair
Got her legs in the air
An' asked if she had any cooties on there
"Whaddya mean, cooties!? No cooties on me!"
'Cause I can't get into it unless I get out of it
An' I gotta get out of it before I get into it
'Cause I never get into it unless I get out of it
An' I gotta be out of it to get myself into it
She looked over at me with a glazed eye
And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area
And she said: "Just get me wasted an' you're half-way there
'Cause if my mind's tore up then my body don't care”
I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin an' said: "My, my, my
What sort of thing might this lady get high upon?”
I checked out her sister, who was holdin' the bet
An' wondered what kind of trip the young lady was on
The forty-dollar bill didn't matter no more
When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor
She said: "Dinah-Moe might win the bet
But she could use a little ______ if I wasn't done yet"
I told her:
"Just because the sun want a place in the sky
No reason to assume I wouldn't give her a try"
She was buns-up kneelin'
(Buns up!)
I was wheelin' an dealin'
(Wheelin' an' dealin' an' ooooh!)
She surrender to the feelin'
(Sweetly surrendered)
An' she started in to squealin'
Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed
With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red
Some drool rollin' down from the edge of her chin
While she spied the condition her sister was in
She quivered 'n quaked an' clutched at herself
While her sister made a joke about her mental health
'Till Dinah-Moe finally did give in
But I told her all she really needed was some discipline
Kiss my aura... Dora... M-M-M... it's real Angora
Would y'all like some more-a?
“Dinah-Moe Humm” (Over-Nite Sensation, 1973)"
Right here on the floor-a?
An' how 'bout you, Fauna?
Y'wanna?
MMM... sound like you're chokin' on somethin'
Did you say you want some more?
Well, here's some more...
(Oh, baby...)
Oh, sure... look,
D'you think I could interest you
In a pair of zircon encrusted tweezers?
MMM... tweezers!
Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em... Gimme your lighter...
I couldn't say where she's coming' from
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm
She stroll on over, say: "Look here, bum,
I got a forty-dollar bill say you can't make me cum
Y'jes can't do it"
I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb
An' applied rotation on her sugar plum
I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb
An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm
Some Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
Some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a Dinah-Moe again
An' Dinah-Moe
An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora
An' Dinah-Moe
Kiss my aura, Dinah
Drugs and Alcohol in the Project/Object"
§ 
Addressed in numerous interviews, and in The Real Frank Zappa Book."
§ 
“America Drinks and Goes Home” (Absolutely Free)"
§  “Dummy Up” (Roxy and Elsewhere)"
§ 
“Cocaine Decisions” (Man From Utopia)"
§ 
“Charlie’s Enormous Mouth” (You Are What You Is)"
Link"
“Charlie’s Enormous Mouth” (You Are What You Is, 1981)"
Charlie's enormous mouth, well, it's awright The girl got a very large mouth, but it's awright She got lips all around the hole Where she puts her food in They call it THE MOUTH They call it THE MOUTH They call it THE MOUTH Which is as good a place as any for a tongue To include in, that's why They call it THE MOUTH They call it THE MOUTH They call it THE MOUTH La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la Charlie's enormous mouth, well, it's awright The girl got a very large mouth, but it's awright Her teeth look okay She must be brushin' 'em quite a bit 'Course her mouth is extra large 'N we can only assume as to how She's been usin' it (Kinda young Kinda wow . . . ) Charlie's enormous nose, well, it's all white The girl got a very large nose but it's all white She once was okay But she's been blowin' it quite a bit 'Course her friends are extra large 'N we can only assume as to how She's been choosin' it “Charlie’s Enormous Mouth” (You Are What You Is, 1981)"
La la la la la la la La la la la la la la (Kinda young Kinda dead . . . ) Charlie's enormous nose, well, it's all white The girl got a very large nose, but it's all white She got stuff all around the hole Where she puts her spoon in They call it THE NOSE They call it THE NOSE They call it THE NOSE And when it finally rots away I guess you'd Prob'ly drive a truck in . . . they used to Call it THE NOSE They called it THE NOSE They called it THE
Charlie's disgusting brain, well, it's all black The girl got a very dead brain, it won't come back She used to convey But then she took an extra hit 'Course her friends are extra dumb 'N they were terribly excited while they Watched her doin' it
Charlie's disgusting brain, well it's all black The girl got a very dead brain, it won't come back She got dirt all around the hole Where they dumped her box in They call it THE GRAVE They call it THE GRAVE They call it THE GRAVE Which is as good a place as any for a Chump to repose in . . . that's why they Call it THE GRAVE They call it THE GRAVE They call it THE GRAVE . . .