Álbum Zoot Allures de Frank Zappa - Canciones

Zoot Allures

Listado de canciones del álbum Zoot Allures

  1. Wind Up Workin' in a Gas Station 2:35
    Músicos invitados: Davey Moire (Lead Vocals), Davey Moire (Backing Vocals)
  2. Black NapkinsVer letra 4:18

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    letra de Black Napkins

    Terry Bozzio (drums, background vocals)
    Davey Moire (vocals)
    Andre Lewis (organ, vocals)
    Roy Estrada (bass, vocals)
    Dave Parlato (bass)
    Napoleon Murphy Brock (saxophone, vocals)
    Ruth Underwood (synthesizer, marimba)
    Donnie Vliet (harmonica)
    Louanne Neil (harp)
    Ruben Ladron De Guevara (background vocals)
    Sharkie Barker (background vocals)

    (Instrumental)

    Músicos invitados: Roy Estrada (Bass), Roy Estrada (Vocals), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Andre Lewis (Organ), Andre Lewis (Backing Vocals), Napoleon M. Brock (Saxophone), Napoleon M. Brock (Vocals)
  3. The Torture Never StopsVer letra 9:52

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    letra de The Torture Never Stops

    Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
    Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes and scratch their matted hair
    A tiny light from a window hole a hundred yards away
    Is all they ever get to know about the regular life in the day
    An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin'
    'N weepin' greenish drops
    In the room where the giant fire puffer works
    'N the torture never stops
    The torture never stops

    Slime 'n rot, rats 'n snot 'n vomit on the floor
    Fifty ugly soldiers, man, holdin' spears by the iron door
    Knives 'n spikes 'n guns 'n the likes of every tool of pain
    An' a sinister midget with a bucket an' a mop where the blood goes down the drain

    An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin'
    'N weepin' greenish drops
    In the room where the giant fire puffer works
    'N the torture never stops
    The torture never stops
    The torture
    The torture
    The torture never stops

    Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
    An evil prince eats a steamin' pig in a chamber right near there
    He eats the snouts 'n the trotters first
    The loin's 'n the groin's is soon dispersed
    His carvin' style is well rehearsed
    He stands and shouts
    All men be cursed
    All men be cursed
    All men be cursed
    All men be cursed
    And disagree, well no-one durst
    He's the best of course of all the worst
    Some wrong been done, he done it first

    (Well, well) An' he stinks so bad, his bones been chokin'
    (Yeah) 'N weepin' greenish drops
    (Well) In the night of the iron sausage
    (Well) Where the torture never stops
    The torture never stops
    The torture
    The torture
    The torture never stops

    Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
    Who are all those people that he's locked away up there
    Are they crazy?
    Are they sainted?
    Are they zeros someone painted?
    It has never been explained since at first it was created
    But a dungeon like a sin
    Requires naught but lockin' in
    Of everything that's ever been
    Look at hers
    Look at him
    That's what's the deal we're dealing in
    That's what's the deal we're dealing in
    That's what's the deal we're dealing in
    That's what's the deal we're dealing in

    Músicos invitados: Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Keyboards), Frank Zappa (Vocals), Frank Zappa (Other [Director Of Recreational Activities])
  4. Ms. PinkyVer letra 3:49

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    letra de Ms. Pinky

    I got a girl with a little rubber head
    Rinse her out every night just before I go to bed
    She never talked back like a lady might do
    And she looks like she loves it every time I get through
    And her name is P-I-N-K-Y
    P-I-N no lie
    K-Y me-oh-my
    She's 69 - 95, give her a try
    P-I-N-K-Y
    P-I-N I cry
    K-Y don't be shy
    69 - 95 boy, give her a try

    Her eyes 's all shut in an ecstasy face
    You can cram it down her throat, people, any old place
    Throw a little switch on her battery pack
    You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back

    And her name is P-I-N-K-Y
    P-I-N I cry
    K-Y don't be shy
    69 - 95 boy, give her a try

    I got a girl with a little rubber head
    Rinse her out every night just before I go to bed
    She never talked back like a lady might do
    And she looks like she loves it every time I get through

    Her eyes 's all shut in an ecstasy face
    You can cram it down her throat, people, any old place
    Throw a little switch on her battery pack
    You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
    You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
    You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
    You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
    You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
    You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back

    Músicos invitados: Roy Estrada (Backing Vocals), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Synthesizer), Frank Zappa (Vocals), Ruth Underwood (Synthesizer)
  5. Find Her FinerVer letra 4:22

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    letra de Find Her Finer

    Find her finer, sneak up behind her
    Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
    Find her, blind her, see who designed her
    Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her

    If you should see a girl on the street
    Now maybe you might think she is sweet
    But if you wanna tickle her treat
    Now really what should you do?

    Don't never let her know you are smart
    The universe is no place to start
    You gotta play it straight from the heart
    She gwine renunciate you

    That's why you gotta

    Find her finer, sneak up behind her
    Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
    Find her, blind her, see who designed her
    Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her

    Now maybe you might think this is crude
    And maybe you might think I am rude
    And maybe this approach I have spewed
    Is not the one for you

    But believe me later on you'll find
    As you impress her with your mind
    That you will just be left behind
    For a wiser fool

    So you might as well

    Find her finer, sneak up behind her
    Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
    Find her, blind her, see who designed her
    Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her

    Find her finer, sneak up behind her
    Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
    Find her, blind her, see who designed her
    Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her

    Músicos invitados: Andre Lewis (Backing Vocals), Roy Estrada (Backing Vocals), Ruben Ladron De Guevara (Backing Vocals), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Terry Bozzio (Backing Vocals), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Keyboards), Frank Zappa (Synthesizer), Frank Zappa (Vocals), Don Van Vliet (Harmonica)
  6. Friendly Little Finger 4:19
    Músicos invitados: Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Ruth Underwood (Marimba), Ruth Underwood (Synthesizer)
  7. Wonderful WinoVer letra 3:05

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    letra de Wonderful Wino

    L.A. in the summer of '69
    I went downtown and bought me some wine
    Oh, I drank it down under the table
    I said: watch me now,
    I'm gonna eat the label
    Well I'm a wino man,
    Don't you know I am?

    36 - 24, hips about 30
    I seen a fine lady
    And I started talkin' dirty
    Boy, she looked over at me
    And she raised her thumb
    She said: "Jam down the road
    You bum, bum, bum, bum"
    I'm a wino man,
    Don't you know I am?

    I went to the country,
    And while I was gone
    I lost control of my body functions
    On the road ahead at the ladies front lawn
    I'm so ashamed,
    But I'm a wino man
    I can't help myself
    I've been drinkin' all night
    Till my eyes got red
    Stumbled on the gutter
    And busted my head
    Bugs in my zoot suit,
    Been scratchin' like a dog
    I can't stand no water,
    And I stink like a hog
    Give me a five dollar bill,
    And an overcoat too
    Give me a five dollar bill,
    And an overcoat too
    A five dollar bill and an overcoat too
    A five dollar bill and a floor shine shoe

    Composición: Frank Zappa, Jeff SimmonsMúsicos invitados: Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Keyboards), Frank Zappa (Vocals)
  8. Zoot AlluresVer letra 4:15

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    letra de Zoot Allures

    Terry Bozzio (drums, background vocals)
    Davey Moire (vocals)
    Andre Lewis (organ, vocals)
    Roy Estrada (bass, vocals)
    Dave Parlato (bass)
    Napoleon Murphy Brock (saxophone, vocals)
    Ruth Underwood (synthesizer, marimba)
    Donnie Vliet (harmonica)
    Louanne Neil (harp)
    Ruben Ladron De Guevara (background vocals)
    Sharkie Barker (background vocals)

    (Instrumental)

    Músicos invitados: Dave Parlato (Bass), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Lou Anne Neill (Harp), Ruth Underwood (Marimba)
  9. Disco BoyVer letra 5:28

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    letra de Disco Boy

    Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb your hair.
    Disco boy! Pucker your lip, and check your shoulders,
    'cause some dandruff might be hiding there.

    Disco boy, your the disco king, aw the
    disco thing made you think someday that you
    just might go somewhere.

    Disco girl, you're outa sight, you need a
    disco boy, to treat you right.
    He'll do a little dance, take you home tonight.
    Leave his hair alone, but you can kiss his comb.

    Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb your hair.
    Disco boy! Shake it more than three times and you're
    playing with it while you're standing there.

    Disco boy, do the bump every night, 'til the disco girl
    who's really right, gonna fall for your line,
    and feed you a box full of chicken delight.

    Disco chit-chat so demure,
    pump that booty all across the floor.
    A disco drink, a disco wink,
    you never go duty that's what you think.
    You never go duty that's what you think.
    You never go duty that's what you think.

    Duty. Go duty!
    Duty. Go duty!
    Duty. You never go duty.
    Duty. You never go duty.
    Duty. You never go duty.
    Duty. You never go duty.
    You never duty. Go duty.
    Duty. You never duty.

    Disco boy! You got one more chance, to comb your hair again.
    Disco boy! They're closing the bar, and she's
    leaving with your friend.

    Disco boy, that's the way it goes, so wipe your nose, and
    try it again, to get a little lay tomorrow.

    Disco boy, no one understands, but thank the lord that you
    still got hands, to help you do that jerkin' that'll
    blot out your disco sorrow.

    It's disco love tonight. Make sure you look alright.
    It's disco love tonight. Make sure you look alright.

    Músicos invitados: Andre Lewis (Backing Vocals), Davey Moire (Backing Vocals), Roy Estrada (Backing Vocals), Sparkie Parker (Backing Vocals), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Terry Bozzio (Backing Vocals), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Keyboards), Frank Zappa (Synthesizer), Frank Zappa (Vocals)

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