Mothers Of Invention - Concentration Moon Lyrics
Concentration MoonOver the camp in the valleyConcentration MoonWish I was back in the alleyWith all of my friends,Still running free:Hair growing outEvery hole in meAmerican wayHow did it start?Thousands of creepsKilled in the parkAmerican wayTry and explainScab of a nationDriven insaneDon't cryGotta go bye byeSuddenly: die dieCop kill a creep! pow pow pow Gary Kellgren: Tomorrow I get to do another Frank Zappa creation . . . and the day after that . . . and the day after that . . . also at the same time I get to work with The Velvet Underground which is as shitty a group as Frank Zappa's group JCB: Hi, boys & girls, I'm Jimmy Carl Black, and I'm the Indian of the group Concentration MoonOver the camp in the valleyConcentration MoonWish I was back in the alleyWith all of my friends,Still running free:Hair growing outEvery hole in meAmerican wayThreatened by USDrag a few creepsAway in a busAmerican wayPrisoner: lockSmash every creepIn the face with a rockDon't cryGotta go bye byeSuddenly: die dieCop kill a creep! pow pow pow