Frank Zappa - The Blue Light Lyrics
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)Peter wolf (keyboards)Bob harris (keyboards, trumpet, vocals)Ed mann (percussion)Arthur barrow (bass, vocals)Vinnie colaiuta (drums)Your ethosYour pathosYour porthosYour aramisYour brut cologneYoure writing homeYou are hopelessYour hopelessnessIs rising around you, rising around youYou like itIt gives you something to doIn the day timeHey buddy, you need a hobbyYou are tired of moving forwardYou think of the futureAnd secretly you piddle your pantsThe puddle of piddleWhich used to be littleIs rising around you, rising around youYou like itIt gives you something to doIn the night timeOh well, you travel to barsYou also go to winchells doughnutsAnd hang out with the highway patrolSometimes youll go to a pizza placeYou go to shakeys to get thatAmerican kind of pizzaThat has the ugly, waxey, fake yellowKind of cheese on the top...Maybe youll go to straw hat pizza,To get all those artificial ingredientsThat never belonged on a pizza in the first place(but the white people really like it...)Oh well, youll go anyplace, youll do anythingOh youll give me your underpantsI hope these arent yours, buddy...Theyre very nice, thoughYou go to santa monica boulevard,You go to the blue parrotNo problem, youll go anyplaceYoull do anythingJust so you can hang out with the othersThe others just like youAfraid of the future(death valley days straight ahead)The future is scary(yes it sure is)Well, the puddle is risingIt smells like the oceanA body of water to isolate englandAnd also resedaThe oil in patchesAll over atlantis, atlantisYou remember atlantisDonovan, the guy with the brocade coatUsed to sing to you about atlantisYou loved it, you were so involved thenThats back in the days when you used toSmoke a bananaYou would scrape the stuff off the middleYou would bake itYou would smoke itYou even thought you was getting ripped from itNo problemWoop! atlantis, they could really get down thereThe plankton, the krillThe giant underwater pyramid, the squid decorExcuse me, toddThe big ol giant underwater doorThe dome, the bubbles, the blue lightLight, light, light, lightLight, light, light, lightBlue light blue lightThe seepage, the sewage, the rubbers, the napkinsYour ethos, your porthos,Your flag pole, your port holeYour languageYoure frightenedThe futureYour lang...You cant even speak your own *****ing languageYou cant read it anymoreYou cant write it anymoreYour languageThe future of your languageYour meat loafDont let your meat loafHeh, heh, hehYour micro-nanetteHehYour brutCologne
