Mudd Club Lyrics by Frank Zappa
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lyrics title : Mudd Clubperformed by : Frank Zappa
language : english
added on : March 22, 2009
modified on : September 15, 2009
Mudd Club
Frank zappa [guitar, synclavier]Steve vai [guitar]
Ray white [guitar, vocals]
Tommy mars [keyboards]
Chuck wild [piano]
Arthur barrow [bass]
Scott thunes [bass]
Jay anderson [string bass]
Ed mann [percussion]
Chad wackerman [drums]
Ike willis [vocals]
Terry bozzio [vocals]
Dale bozzio [vocals]
Napoleon murphy brock [vocals]
Bob harris [vocals]
Johnny "guitar" watson [vocals]
Sister owl-gonkwin-jane cow-hoon:
And here we are, at the mudd club, yall! I hope you enjoy yourself, cause the shows about to begin!
Ensemble:
Hey, theyre really dancin, [theyre on auto-destruct] on the floor on the pipe bouncin off-a the wall
Hey, the people here are really tearin it up on the side in the back by the front of the stage
They aint really crazy [you can take it from me] I should know, cause I go every time Im in town
If you never tried it, lemme straighten you out: its the best kinda place to un-fasten yerself!
Ensemble: [contd.]
Mudd club!
Thing-fish:
All the way downtown!
Ensemble:
Mudd club!
Thing-fish:
They aint messin around!
Ensemble:
Mudd club!
Thing-fish:
Just turn to the left n look around, because its there somewhere! if you aint found it, better hurry up! the folks down theres on auto-destruct, and so can you be, too! [de fact o de matter
S made for you!]
Try it on a saturday bout four oclock in the mornin, or even a monday, at midnight, when theres just a few of them severely ignint white folks doin the peppermint twist [for real]
In a black sack dress, [with nine-inch heels], and then a guy with a blue mohawk come in, in serious leather...
[and all the rest of whom for which to when-so-never of partially indeterminate biochemical degradation seek the path to the sudsy yellow nozzle of their foaming nocturnal parametric-digital w
Wheat/inter-faith geo-thermal terpsichorean ejectamenta]
In serious leather! in serious chains!
n den dey works de wall! dey works de floor! dey works de pipe! n dey works de wall some more!
In serious leather! serious chains! serious clothing!
From when they come downtown from the ruins of studio 54 to twist n frugg, in an arrogant gesture to the best of what de 20th century have to offer, including a generous supply of ignint mcnu
!
Quentin robert de nameland down there right now, with a whole face-full of ignint mcnugget, looking for a virgin with nice breath!
Sister jasmina noxema-tapioca & sister potato-head bobby brown: [two-part harmony]
Why, maybe its you!
Thing-fish:
And you dont even know it!
Ensemble:
Hey, theyre really dancin,
Thing-fish:
Dey really dancin...
Ensemble:
Theyre on auto-destruct! on the floor on the pipe bouncin off-a the wall!
Thing-fish:
Right offa dat wall, too!
Ensemble:
Hey, the people here are really tearin it up
Thing-fish:
Dey tearin it off!
Ensemble:
On the side in the back by the front of the stage
Thing-fish:
Took de boys mohawk off!
Ensemble:
They aint really crazy [you can take it from me]
Thing-fish:
Uh-oh! I smells trubba!
Ensemble:
I should know, cause I go every time Im in town
Thing-fish:
Christians comin up!
Ensemble:
If you never tried it, lemme straighten you out:
Thing-fish:
Lemme straighten you out, now...
Ensemble:
Its the best kinda place to un-fasten yerself, while you
Thing-fish:
Get off dat wall now, boy!
Ensemble:
Work the wall!
Thing-fish:
Dey workin de wall!
Ensemble:
Work the floor!
Thing-fish:
Dey not only woikin it, dey turnin de damn thing!
Ensemble:
Work the pipe!
Thing-fish:
De pipe?
Ensemble:
[in serious pain]
