Текст (слова) песни: Frank Zappa - He Used to Cut The Grass

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: (to himself as he walks out of prison)

Im out at last

Boy, the world

Sure looks different

Wow...theres hardly

Anything fun to do

Since they made

Music illegal

But Im hooked

I got the habit

Ive got to have it

I need to play

But theres no

Musicians anymore

Theyre all gone

Wait! Ive got it!

Ill be sullen and

Withdrawn

Ill dwindle off into

The twilight realm

Of my own secret

Thoughts

Ill walk through

The parking lot

In a semi-

Catatonic state

And dream of

Guitar notes

To go with the

Loading-zone

Announcements.

Joe wanders through the world which by then has been totally epoxied over, carefully organized, with everyone reporting daily to his or her appointed place in a line somewhere in front of a wind

Mewhere in a building somewhere in order to collect his or her welfare check, which, when cashed, made it possible for the young ones to continue the payments for the obsolete and irreparable ap

Ces their parents had purchased on the instalment plan years ago, providing as security the future incomes of their children. the rest of these checks were used by the young recipients to buy fu

Ngs of their own on credit, most of which broke down or failed within moments of purchase and seemed to be stacking up everywhere.

Central scrutinizer:

This is the central

Scrutinizer

The white zone

Is for loading and

Unloading only.

If you have to load or

Unload, go to the

White zone.

Youll love it.

Its a way of life.

This is the central

Scrutinizer

The white zone

Is for loading and

Unloading only.

If you have to load or

Unload, go to the

White zone.

Youll love it.

Its a way of life.

This is the central

Scrutinizer

The white zone

Is for loading and

Unloading only.

If you have to load or

Unload...

As joe stumbles over mounds of dead consumer goods formed into abstract statues dedicated to the quality of american craftsmanship, dreaming his stupid little guitar notes, he hears, somewhere i

Back of his head, the voice of mrs. borg, taunting him:

Mrs. borgs voice:

Turn it down!

Turn it down!

I have children

Sleeping here!

Dont you boys know

Any nice songs?

Im calling the police!

I did it!

Theyll be here...

Shortly!

Im not joking around

Anymore!

Youll see now!

There they are...

Theyre coming!

Listen to that mess,

Would you!

Every day this goes on

Around here!

He used to

Cut my grass...

He was a

Very nice boy...

He used to

Cut my grass...

He was a

Very nice boy...

He used to

Cut my grass...

He was a

Very nice boy...

He used to

Cut my grass...

He was a

Very nice boy...

Central scrutinizer:

This is the central scrutinizer... yes...he used to be a nice boy...he used to cut the grass...but now his mind is totally destroyed by music. hes so crazy now he even believes that people are

Ng articles and reviews about his imaginary guitar notes, and so, continuing to dwindle in the twilight realm of his own secret thoughts, he not only dreams imaginary guitar notes, but, to make

Rs worse, dreams imaginary vocal parts to a song about the imaginary journalistic profession...

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Frank Zappa - He Used to Cut The Grass 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: (to himself as he walks out of prison) Im out at last Boy, the world Sure looks different Wow...theres hardly Anything fun to do Since they made Music illegal But Im hooked I got the habit Ive got to have it I need to play But theres no Musicians anymore Theyre all gone Wait! Ive got it! Ill be sullen and Withdrawn Ill dwindle off into The twilight realm Of my own secret Thoughts Ill walk through The parking lot In a semi- Catatonic state And dream of Guitar notes To go with the Loading-zone Announcements. Joe wanders through the world which by then has been totally epoxied over, carefully organized, with everyone reporting daily to his or her appointed place in a line somewhere in front of a wind Mewhere in a building somewhere in order to collect his or her welfare check, which, when cashed, made it possible for the young ones to continue the payments for the obsolete and irreparable ap Ces their parents had purchased on the instalment plan years ago, providing as security the future incomes of their children. the rest of these checks were used by the young recipients to buy fu Ngs of their own on credit, most of which broke down or failed within moments of purchase and seemed to be stacking up everywhere. Central scrutinizer: This is the central Scrutinizer The white zone Is for loading and Unloading only. If you have to load or Unload, go to the White zone. Youll love it. Its a way of life. This is the central Scrutinizer The white zone Is for loading and Unloading only. If you have to load or Unload, go to the White zone. Youll love it. Its a way of life. This is the central Scrutinizer The white zone Is for loading and Unloading only. If you have to load or Unload... As joe stumbles over mounds of dead consumer goods formed into abstract statues dedicated to the quality of american craftsmanship, dreaming his stupid little guitar notes, he hears, somewhere i Back of his head, the voice of mrs. borg, taunting him: Mrs. borgs voice: Turn it down! Turn it down! I have children Sleeping here! Dont you boys know Any nice songs? Im calling the police! I did it! Theyll be here... Shortly! Im not joking around Anymore! Youll see now! There they are... Theyre coming! Listen to that mess, Would you! Every day this goes on Around here! He used to Cut my grass... He was a Very nice boy... He used to Cut my grass... He was a Very nice boy... He used to Cut my grass... He was a Very nice boy... He used to Cut my grass... He was a Very nice boy... Central scrutinizer: This is the central scrutinizer... yes...he used to be a nice boy...he used to cut the grass...but now his mind is totally destroyed by music. hes so crazy now he even believes that people are Ng articles and reviews about his imaginary guitar notes, and so, continuing to dwindle in the twilight realm of his own secret thoughts, he not only dreams imaginary guitar notes, but, to make Rs worse, dreams imaginary vocal parts to a song about the imaginary journalistic profession... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни He Used to Cut The Grass: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/105/1/529.html Все тексты песен: Frank Zappa » Frank Zappa - Lost in a Whirlpool » Frank Zappa - Black Napkins » Frank Zappa - Tears Began to Fall » Frank Zappa - Dummy Up » Frank Zappa - Frogs With Dirty Little Lips » Frank Zappa - Spider of Destiny » Frank Zappa - Weasels Ripped My Flesh » Frank Zappa - This is Phaze III » Frank Zappa - Kangaroos » Frank Zappa - The Radio is Broken » Frank Zappa - Mom Dad » Frank Zappa - Nig Biz » Frank Zappa - Flower Punk » Frank Zappa - St. Alphonzo`s Pancake Breakfast » Frank Zappa - Magdalena » Frank Zappa - Village of The Sun » Frank Zappa - I`m Not Satisfied » Frank Zappa - Eddie, Are You Kidding? » Frank Zappa - Kenny`s Booger Story » Frank Zappa - Sweet Leilani Рекомендуем скачать: » Ярослав Юдин - Дети зимы » Яна Симон - Игорю Качуре » Яна Симон - Зимним вечером птицу певчую принесёт на огонь... » Яна Симон - Вот птицы направили к югу крыла... » Яна Симон - Французская песенка » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Ярослав Юдин - Надя » Яков Кофман - Костолом » Яков Коган - Воспоминание о забытом киносеансе » Яна Симон - Бессонница » Яков Кофман - Пятый пункт » Яна Симон - Viol D`Amour » Янка Дягилева - Нюркина песня » Яков Гальперштейн - Суздаль » Яна Симон - Акварель » Ялла - Чайхана » Яков Кофман - Случай на экзамене » Яков Кофман - Так хочется чего-нибудь продать... » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты)
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