Frank Zappa - Heavenly Bank Account Lyrics
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)Steve vai (guitar)Tommy mars (keyboards)Arthur barrow (bass)Ed mann (percussion)David ocker (clarinet, bass clarinet)Motorhead sherwood (tenor saxophone, vocals)Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)David logeman (drums)Craig steward (harmonica)Jimmy carl black (vocals)Ahmet zappa (vocals)Moon zappa (vocals)And if these words you do not heedYour pocketbook just kinda might recedeWhen some man comes along andClaims godly needHe will clean you out right through yourTweedThats right, remember there is a bigDifference between kneeling downAnd bending over...Hes got twenty million dollarsIn his heavenly bank account...All from those chumps who wasBorn againOh yeah, oh yeahHes got seven limousinesAnd a private plane...All for the use of hisSpecial friendsOh yeah, oh yeahHes got thousand-dollar suitsAnd a wembley tie...Girls love to stroke itWhile hes on the phoneOh yeah, oh yeahAt the house of representativesHes a groovy guy...When he gives thanksHe is not alone...He is dealinHe is really dealinIrs cant determineWhere the hook isIt is easy with the bibleTo pretend thatYoure in show bizThey wont get himThey will never get himFor the naughty stuffThat he didIt is best in cases like thisTo pretend thatYou are stupidHes got presidential helpAll along the wayHe says the graceWhile the lawyers chewOh yeahThey sure doAnd the govenors agree to say:Hes a lovely man!He makes it easier forThem to screwAll of you...Yes, thats true!cause he helps put the fear of godIn the common manSnatchin up moneyEverywhere he canOh yeahOh yeahHes got twenty million dollarsIn his heavenly bank accountYou aint got nothin, peopleYou aint got nothin, peopleYou aint got nothin, peopleThank the man...oh yeah
