Frank Zappa - Packard Goose Lyrics
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)Ike willis (lead vocals)Peter wolf (keyboards)Arthur barrow (bass, vocals)Ed mann (percussion)Vinnie colaiuta (drums)Joe: (clutching the hood ornament of an ancient car)Maybe you thought iWas the packard gooseOr the ronaldMacdonald of theNouveau-abstruseWell ***** all themPeople, I dontNeed no excuseFor being what I amDo you hear me, then?All them rock n rollWriters is the worstKind of sleazeSelling punk likeSome new kind ofEnglish diseaseIs that the waveOf the future?Aw, spare me please!Oh no, you gotta goWho do you write for?I wanna knowI believe you is theGovernments whoreAnd keeping peoplesDumb is where youreComing fromAnd keeping peoplesDumb is where youreComing from***** all them writersWith the pen inTheir handI will be moreSpecific so theyMight understandThey can allKiss my assBut because itsSo grandTheyd best justStay awayHey, hey, heyHey, joe, whoDid you blow?Moe pushedThe button boyAnd you wentTo the showBetter suck a littleHarder or the shekelsWont flowAnd I dont meanYour thumbSo on your kneesYou bumJust tell yourselfIts yumAnd suck it tillYoure numbJournalismsKinda scaryAnd of itWe should be waryWonder what becameOf mary?And no sooner has he wondered, a vision of mary appears to him, delivering a little lecture...Voice of marys vision:Hi! its me...The girl from the bus...Remember?The last tour?Well...Information isNot knowledgeKnowledge isNot wisdomWisdom is not truthTruth is not beautyBeauty is not loveLove is not musicMusic is the best...Wisdom is the domainOf the wis(which is extinct).Beauty is a frenchPhonetic corruptionOf a short clothNeck ornamentCurrently inResurgence...And no sooner has she spoken (which is awkward and probably incorrect but what the *****), enormous flabby short cloth neck ornaments obscure the horizon in a multitude, beating their ugly wingsOrking their hidden chrome snap attachments as they resurge in the direction of the white zone seeking snack material near the utensil shrines of greater america...Joe:If youre in theAudience and likeWhat we doWell, we want youTo know that weLike you all tooBut as for theSucker who willWrite the reviewIf his mindIs prehensile(his mindIs prehensile)Hell put downHis pencil(hell put downHis pencil)And haveHimself a squatOn the cosmic utensil(cosmic utensil)Go give it all you gotOn the cosmic utensil(cosmic utensil)Sit n spin until you rotOn the cosmic utensil(cosmic utensil)He really needsTo squatOn the cosmic utensil(cosmic utensilCosmic utensil)Now that I got thatOver withIll just play myImaginary guitar againHey...Soundin pretty good!Hey...get down, me...Boy, what anImagination!Love myself betterThan I love myself...I think...What tone!Sounds like anElegant gypsy!What is that?Musk?Its hip!
