Frank Zappa Album

The closer you are
The brighter the stars in the sky
And darling,
I realize
That you're the one in my life
Oh oh
My heart skips a beat
Every time
You and I meet
My life, my love, my dear
I can't defeat
This yearning deep in my heart
To have only you
When I first saw you,
I did adore you,
And all your loving ways
But then you went away,
But now you're back to stay,
And my love for you grows stronger every
Day-ahhh Way-ahhh Way
The closer you are,
The brigher the flames in my heart,
And darling,
We'll never part
We'll always be in love

In France

We're playin' in a tent
It's payin' the rent
If you persevere,
It's amazing you can
In France
Way down in France
Way on down
Way on down
In France

The girls is all salty
The boys is all sweet
The food ain't too shabby,
An' they piss in the street
In France
Way down in France
Way on down
Way on down
In France

They got diseases
Like you never seen
Got a mystery blow-job
Turn your pee to green
In France
Way down in France
Way on down
Way on down
In France

They got some coffee,
Eatin' right through the cup,
An' when you go ka-ka
They make you stand up
In France
Way down in France
Way on down
Way on down
In France

If you're not careful,
It'll stick to your cheek
You'll smell like a native
For a couple of week
In France
Way down in France
Way on down
Way on down
In France

We cannot wait
Till we go back
It gets so exciting
When the poodles 'react'
In France
Way down in France
Way on down
Way on down
In France

Never try to get yo' penis sucked
In France

Not sure if its correct, because Ya Hozna is backwards singing.

Sung backwards:

I AM THE HEAVEN
I AM THE WATER
ICH BIN DER DRECK UNTER DEINEN WALZEN
ICH BIN DEIN GEHEIMER SCHMUTZ
UND VERLORENES METALLGELD
ICH BIN DEINE RITZE
ICH BIN DEINE RITZE UND SCHLITZE

I AM THE CLOUDS
I AM EMBROIDERED
ICH BIN DER AUTOR ALLER FELGEN
UND DAMAST PASPELN
ICH BIN DER CHROME DINETTE
ICH BIN DER CHROME DINETTE
ICH BIN EIER ALLER ARTEN

ICH BIN ALLE TAGE UND NAECHTE
ICH BIN ALLE TAGE UND NAECHTE

ICH BIN HIER
UND DU BIST MEIN SOFA
ICH BIN HIER
UND DU BIST MEIN SOFA
ICH BIN HIER
UND DU BIST MEIN SOFA

ORIGINAL:
I AM THE HEAVEN
I AM THE WATER
I AM THE DIRT BENEATH YOUR ROLLERS
I AM YOUR SECRET SMUT
AND LOST METAL MONEY DOWN YOUR CRACKS
I AM YOUR CRACKS & CRANNIES
I AM THE CLOUDS
I AM EMBROIDERED
I AM THE AUTHOR OF ALL TUCKS
AND DAMAST PIPING
I AM THE CHROME DINETTE
I AM THE CHROME DINETTE
I AM EGGS OF ALL PERSUASIONS
I AM ALL DAYS & NIGHTS
I AM ALL DAYS & NIGHTS
I AM ALL DAYS & NIGHTS
I AM ALL DAYS & NIGHTS
I AM HERE
AND YOU ARE MY SOFA
I AM HERE
AND YOU ARE MY SOFA
I AM HERE
AND YOU ARE MY SOFA

I'm cryin'
I'm cryin'
Cryin' for Sharleena.
Can't you see

I called up all my baby's friends
'N ask'n um
where she done went.
But nobody 'round here seems to know,
Where my Sharleena's been.
Where my Sharleena's been.

Ten long years I have been lovin' here
Ten long years
And I thought deep down in my heart
She was mine.
Ten long years I have been lovin' here
Ten long years and I would call her my baby, and now,
I'm always cryin'.

I would be so delighted.
I would be so delighted.
If they would just
Send her on home to me

[No lyrics]

Truck driver divorce!
It's very sad
(Steel guitars Usually weepall over it)
The bold & intelligent MASTERS OF THE ROAD,
With their Secret Language,
And their GIANT OVER-SIZED MECHANICAL TRANS-CONTINENTAL HOBBY-HORSE!
Truck driver divorce!
It's very sad!
Oh the wife!
Oh the kids!
Oh the waitress!
Oh the drive all night!

Sometimes when you get home,
Some ugly lookin' son-of-a-bitch
Is trying' to pooch yer HOME-TOWN SWEETHEART!

Oh, go ride the bull!
Oh, go ride the bull!
Make it go up 'n down
'N when you fall off,
You can eat the mattress!
TRUCK DRIVER DIVORCE!.
IT'S VERY SAD!
Bust yer ass
To deliver some string beans,
Deliver some string beans,
Deliver some string beans,
To
UTAH!

Frank Zappa (lead guitar)
Ray White (guitar, vocals)
Steve Vai (guitar)
Tommy Mars (keyboards, vocals)
Bobby Martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Scott Thunes (bass)
Chad Wackerman (drums)

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 excitin' for a night
To give him a spanking

Laurel was her name
She came to Notre Dame
He told me just the other day
He oughta be thanking
Her for the spanking

She was large and soft
And she beat him off
Made him drool upon his dork
And gave him a wanking
After the spanking

Hair brush!
Oh! What a hair brush!
(Its not that he requires grooming!
Guys with light blue hair never do!)

Then she did explain:
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
She got right up and dressed herself and
Ate the banana

MOO-AHHH!

Baby take your teeth out
Try it one time
Baby take your teeth out
Try it one time
Baby take your teeth out
Leave 'em on the kitchen table

Well . . .
MOO-AHHH!

Baby take your teeth out
It'll be fine
Baby take your teeth out
It'll be fine
Baby take your teeth out
There ain't nothin' left to smile about

C'mon, baby
That's what I like
Yeah . . . Well, c'mon
Mm . . . yeah . . . Moo-ahhh
The way you handle that . . .
No, oh, [marvel]
Don't mind your [...]
On your hand
Moo-ahhh

Baby take your teeth out
You look divine
MOO-AHHH
Baby take your teeth out
You look divine
Baby take your teeth out
Go ahead and eat the label

Boiling water kills germs
Mmm-hmm . . . Yeah
I told you!

Baby take your teeth out
I will recline
The little girl must be praketin' richcraft!
Baby take your teeth out
I will recline
Baby take your teeth out
There ain't nothin' left to talk about

Frank Zappa (guitar)
Ray White (rhythm guitar)
Tommy Mars (keyboards)
Bobby Martin (keyboards)
Ed Mann (percussion)

(Instrumental)

The planet of my dreams
The EARTH, my EARTH
Is bulging at the seams
The EARTH, my EARTH
It's full of many schemes
And as the sunlight beams
The glory of our sciences
And militant alliances
Reveal their BASIC WORTH
Along the mounds of dead appliances!

The planet of my dreams
The EARTH, my EARTH
I hear it's muffled screams
The EARTH, my EARTH
and though it often seems
From televison beams
That ignorance is rampant there
And Govermental Goons don't care
I know that I shall not despair
And CHEAT like ALL THE REST
I'll just keep on
With what I do the best!

Cheat-Cheedly-cheat! Go Ahead!
I CAN'T DO IT!
Cheat-Cheedly-cheat! Go Ahead!
I CAN'T DO IT!
Cheat-Cheedly-cheat! Go Ahead!
I CAN'T DO IT!
Cheat-Cheedly-cheat! Go Ahead!
I CAN'T DO IT

Be in my video,
Darling, every night
I will rent a cage for you
And mi j-i-nits dressed in white (teeny-little-tiny-little...)

Twirl around in a lap dissolve
Pretend to sing the words
I'll rent a gleaming limousine
Release a Hock of
Ber-herna-herna-herna
Herna-her-nerds

Wear a leather collar
And a dagger in your ear
I will make you smell the glove
And try to look sincere, then we'll

Dance the blues
Let's dance the blues
Let's dance the blues
Under the megawatt moonlight

Pretend to be Chinese,
(One-hung-low)
I'll make you wear red shoes
There's a cheesy atom bomb explosion
All the big groups use

Atomic light will shine
Through an old Venetian blind
Making patterns on your face,
Then it cuts to outer space

With its billions & billions &
Billions & billions and

Be in my video,
Darling, every night
Everyone in cable-land
Will say you're 'outa-site'
You can show your legs
While you're getting in the car, then
I will look repulsive
While I mangle my guitar

Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon
Tee-nu-nee-nu-nee,
Moo-ahhhh

Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon
Tee-nu-nee-nu-nee,
Moo-ahhhh

Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon
Tee-nu-nee-nu-nee,
Moo-ahhhh

Tee-nu-nee- - - -moo-ahhhh
Tee-nu-nee- - - -moo-wah-wah-wah-ooo

After all the close-up shots
Of you in bondage leather
They'll spray an alley with a hose
And we'll escape together, while we

Dance de blude agin
Led dance de blude agin
Led dance de blude agin
In de middle o' de alley

Let's dance your face
Let's dance your lips
Let's dance your nose
And then we'll dance your sinus

MOO-AHHHH!

Frank Zappa (guitar)
Scott Thunes (bass, mini-moog)
Chad Wackerman (drums)

(Instrumental)

Frank Zappa (lead vocals)
Ray White (background vocals)
Bobby Martin (background vocals)
Roy Estrada (background vocals)
Bob Harris (background vocals)
Steve Vai (guitar)
Tommy Mars (keyboards)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Arthur Barrow (bass)
Chad Wackerman (drums)

Frogs with dirty little lips
Dirty little warts on their finger-tips
Dirty 'n green
Tiny 'n mean
Floppin' around
By the edge of the stream

Frogs with dirty little eyes
Dirty little tongues all covered with flies
Dirty brown
Floppin' around
Puffed up 'n bloated
When the sun goes down

Frogs with dirty little nose
Dirty little spots all over their clothes
Dirty legs
Dirty feet
Dirty little frogs is what you eat

Bobby Martin (lead vocals, keyboards)
Frank Zappa (guitar)
Steve Vai (rhythm guitar)
Ray White (rhythm guitar)
Tommy Mars (keyboards)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Arthur Barrow (bass)
Chad Wackerman (drums)

I been run down
Lord, I been lied to
And I don't know why
I let that mean woman make out a fool

She took all my money
Wrecked my new car
Now she's with one of my good-time buddies,
Drinkin' in some cross-town bar

Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I been
Tied to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'

My friends tell me
That I been such a fool
But I got to stand there an' take it
All for loving you

Drown myself in sorrow
As I look at what you done
Nothin' seems to change;
That bad times stay the same,
And I can't run

Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I been
Tied to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'