Frank Zappa - Flakes Lyrics
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)Adrian belew (rhythm guitar, vocals)Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)Peter wolf (keyboards)Patrick ohearn (bass, vocals)Terry bozzio (drums, vocals)Ed mann (percussion, vocals)Napoleon murphy brock (background vocals)Andre lewis (background vocals)Randy thornton (background vocals)Davey moire (background vocals)Flakes! flakes!Flakes! flakes!They dont do no goodThey never be workinWhen they oughta shouldThey waste your timeTheyre wastin mineCalifornias got the most of themBoy, they got a host of themSwear tgod they got the mostAt every business on the coastSwear tgod they got the mostAt every business on the coastThey got the flakesFlakes! flakes!They cant fix yer brakesYou ask em, wheres my motor?Well, it was eaten by snakes...You can stab n shoot n spitBut they wont be fixin itTheyre lyin an lazyThey can be drivin you crazySwear tgod they got the mostAt every business on the coastSwear tgod they got the mostAt every business on the coastTake it away, bob...I asked as nice as I couldIf my job wouldSomehow be finished by fridayWell, them whole damn weekendCame n went, frankieWanna buy some mandies, bob?n they didnt do nothinBut they charged me double for sundayYou know, no matter what you do,They gonna cheat n rob youThen theyll send you a billThatll get your senses reelinAnd if you do not payThey got computer collectorsThatll get you so crazytil your headll go through th ceilinYes it will!Im a moron, n this is my wifeShes frosting a cakeWith a paper knifeAll what we got heresAmerican madeIts a little bit cheesey,But its nicely displayedWell we dont get excited when itCrumbles n breaksWe just get on the phoneAnd call up some flakesThey rush on overn wreck it some moren we are so dumbTheyre linin up at our doorWell, the toilet went crazyYersterday afternoonThe plumber he saysNever flush a tampoon!This great informationCost me half a weeks payAnd the toilet blew upLater on the next day-ay-eee-ayBlew up the next dayWoo-oooWe are millions n millions,Were coming to get youWere protected by unionsSo dont let it upset youCant escape the conclusionIts probably gods willThat civilizationWill grind to a standstillAnd we are the peopleWho will make it all happenWhile yer children is sleepin,Yer puppy is crappinYou might call us flakesOr something else you might coin usBut we know youre so greedyThat youll probably join usWere coming to get you, were coming to get youWere coming to get you, were coming to get youWere coming to get you, were coming to get youWere coming to get you, were coming to get you...
