Álbum Tinsel Town Rebellion de Frank Zappa - Canciones

Tinsel Town Rebellion

1981 |

Estilo(s) | Alternative Rock,Prog Rock

Sello | Barking Pumpkin Records

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Listado de canciones del álbum Tinsel Town Rebellion

Fine GirlVer letra 3:30

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letra de Fine Girl
Well, yeah, well
Oh yeah
She was a fine girl
She could get down wit de get down
All de way down
She do yer laundry
She change a tire
Chop a little wood for de fire
Poke it around...if it died down

Oh yeah
She was a fine girl
She go up in the mornin'
She go down in the evenin'...all de way down
She do the dishes
If you wishes
Silverware too
Make it look brand new...when she get through
Oh yeah
She was a fine girl
Outa this world

Well, yeah, well, yeah, well, yeah, well
Oh yeah
She was a fine girl
She could get down wit de get down
All de way down
She do your laundry
She change a tire
Chop a little wood for de fire
Poke it around...if it died down

Oh yeah
She was a fine girl
With a lovely smile
With a bucket on her head
Fulla water from de well
She could run a mile
Oh yeah
She wouldn't spill a drop
It'd stay on top
Her head was kinda flat
But her hair covered that
She was a fine girl
Didn't need no school
She was built like a mule
With a thong sandal
Well, wasn't no kinda job she could not handle
She could get down...wit de get down
All de way down
We need some more like dat in dis kinda town
We need some more like dat in dis kinda town
We need some more like dat in dis kinda town
We need some more like dat in dis kinda town...
We need some more like dat...
Easy MeatVer letra 9:17

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letra de Easy Meat
This girl is easy meat
I seen her on the street
See-through blouse an' a tiny little dress
Her manner indiscreet...I knew she was
Easy, easy, easy meat
Easy, easy, easy meat
Easy, easy, easy, easy
Easy meat, easy meat, easy meat, easy meat

She wanna take me home
Make me sweat and moan
Rub my head and beat me off
With a copy of Rollin' Stone
Easy, easy, easy meat
Easy, easy, easy meat
Easy, easy, easy, easy
Easy meat, easy meat, easy meat, easy meat

...They're just not gonna stand for it...

I told her I was late
I had another date
I can't get off on the Rollin' Stone
But the robots think it's great...I knew she was
Easy, easy, easy meat
Easy, easy, easy meat
Easy, easy, Easy, easy
Easy meat, easy meat, easy meat, easy meat
Easy
She was so easy
Easy
Saw her tiny titties
Through her see-through blouse
I just had to take the girl to my house
Easy
Meat
Músicos invitados: David Logeman (Drums [First Half])
For the Young SophisticateVer letra 3:13

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letra de For the Young Sophisticate
Baby baby why you cryin'
Feeling sorry what she said
Put down the rag, I told her then
Don't wanna hear you cry again
Dear heart, dear heart
Tell me, tell me what's the reason
Dear heart, dear heart
Tell me, tell me what's the reason

You know she went to see the doctor
And then she read a magazine
Forget that book, I told her then
Don't wanna hear about the book again
Dear heart, dear heart
Work out, Vinnie
Tell me, tell me what's the reason
Dear heart, dear heart
I thought you were in love, Vinnie
Tell me, tell me what's the reason

There was a picture on the story
That showed a young sophisticator
Who falls in love three pages later
With some aggressive agitator
And by and by he comes to hate her
'Cause she don't shave her underarms
And he can't go for that
'Cause he's a young sophisticator

Baby baby why you cryin'
It made me wonder what she said
Forget that book I told her then
Don't wanna hear 'bout the book again
Dear heart, dear heart
Tell me, tell me what's the reason
Dear heart, dear heart
How you doin', Vinnie?
Tell me, tell me what's the reason

Would you still love me if my hair grew
All down the side of my kimono
Well of course I would, it might be hip
If it did not cause you to trip
Dear heart, dear heart
Or radiate a bad aroma
Dear heart, dear heart
Or radiate a cheap aroma
Dear heart, dear heart
Or radia-iate, or radia-ia-ia-iate a Butzis aroma
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Love of My LifeVer letra 2:15

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letra de Love of My Life
Love of my life, I love you so
Love of my life, don't ever go
I love you only
Love, love of my life

Stars in the sky they never lie
Tell me you need me, don't say goodbye
I love you only
Love, love of my life

Stars in the sky, they never lie
Tell me you need me, don't say goodbye
I love you darling, I love you only
Don't ever leave me
Don't make me, don't make me
Don't make me lonely

Love of my life, I love you so
Love of my life, don't ever go
I love you only
Love, love of my life

(spoken)
Stars in the sky, they never lie
Tell me you need me, don't say goodbye
I love you darling, I love you only
Don't ever leave me
Don't make me, don't make me
Don't make me lonely

Love of my life, I love you so
Love of my life, don't ever go
I love you only
Love, love of my life
Love of my life, Love of my life
I Ain't Got No Heart 2:00
Panty RapVer letra 4:36

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letra de Panty Rap
FZ:
"Hello there, welcome to the show. No, we are not going to play 'Cheepnis' - that's right - but we are collecting underpants, and we are collecting brassieres, we are collecting small articles of feminine underclothing. We are making a quilt... really - trust me. So here's the deal, if you're a girl and you're wearing a dress, whip 'em off, that's it, see? No problem. Even with a pin... what does it say? 'Nobody's perfect'. I guess so... What we got here? Oh. Now let's see what's on the inside. Uh huh, trainer coos. Okay. S'more, s'more... Underpants, brassieres, just send 'em up, no problem. Oh, you'll warm up to it. If you're wearing pants and you have bikinis on underneath your pants, rip the edges and pull 'em out; if you're wearing those big old ugly cotton jobs go to the toilet and take 'em off, okay? So far, ladies and gentlemen, the response from this particular community has not been especially gratifying. Perhaps you're a little bit too intellectual here. Here's something... tasteful, very tasteful.
.. You'll get into it. Oh, some more - look - it's almost like going to a, well, never mind. Heh, heh, heh. I just want to remind you that you are in direct competition with Chicago, which so far has produced the highest yield of female underclothes of any place in the United States. Oh, here's one, thank you very much. Chicago, if you'll recall, was the town in which we received the very famous Voodoo Butter Underpants... heh, heh... the pants that nearly broke Tommy Mars' neck. As soon as he took a whiff of those, his head went back this far, and he was heard to mutter 'Jeezus'. So, we don't care what kind of condition they're in. What've we got here? 'Twat Book', okay. Uh huh, very good - Zeets, whadduya think? He already has that one... no problem, though. Well, tonight you're gonna be entertained by; Ike Willis on guitar and vocals; Tommy Mars on keyboards and 'Jeezus'. You're also going to be entertaining yourselves a little bit, but don't worry about it. Steve Vai on guitar, vocals and light blue hair"
.

IKE:
"Another contestant over there".

FZ:
"Oh, some more? Okay. Vinnie Colaiuta on booklet. Now what does this say? 'Hi Frank, how about'...what does this say? 'My hat from the...how about wearing my hat...wearing...' How about this, this is a college community, right? 'How about wearing, w-e-r-e-i-n-g never mind. Arthur Barrow on bass; Bob Harris on keyboards, high vocal trumpet and vegetables; and, ladies and gentlemen, the world-famous Ray White on guitar and vocals. Okay, you ready? One, two, three, four..."
Tell Me You Love MeVer letra 2:06

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letra de Tell Me You Love Me
Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Like I want you to.

Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Girl! Girl! Girl!

I love you so hard now I'm crying for you.
Don't make me lose my pride.
I want to come inside,
and grab ahold of you.
and grab ahold of you.

Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Like I want you to.

Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Now! Now! Now!

I want to feel it,
Give me your love now!

Don't make me steal it.
Don't make me steal it.

Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!

Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!

Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Like I want you to.

Tell me you love me!
Tell me you love me!
Girl! Girl! Girl!

I love you so hard now I'm crying for you.
Burning with fire,
I got a hot desire

'Cause I gotta make love with you.
'Cause I gotta make love with you.
Baby
'Cause I gotta make love with you.
'Cause I gotta make love with you.

Tell me you love me!
Like I want you to.
Tell me you love me!
Like I want you to.
Tell me you love me!
Like I want you to.
Now You See It- Now You Don't 5:03
Dance ContestVer letra 3:01

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letra de Dance Contest
Fz:
"one of, one of the things that i like best about playing in new york is this particular place, because it has - it has a stage that is conducive to, how you say in the trade, audience participation. now if there's one thing that i really like, it's, uh, audience participation. now listen... i gotta figure out something that i can, uh - do you think we should have another dance contest tonight? oh, hey - the injured person dance contest. ah, well, let's see...awright, i'll tell you what we're going to do. here's a, here's a guy who really wants to be in the dance contest aw-reety, aw-righty, hey. okay..."

Butch:
"you are great, man - you are great. you are the best, baby. do 'dinah-moe humm.'"

Fz:
"all right, now wait a minute - what's your name? hey, hey - what's your name?"

Butch:
"butch."

Fz:
"awright, the dynamic butch. here's, here's a girl that wants to dance with butch. what's your name?"

Lena:
"lena."

Fz:
"what?"

Lena:
"lena."

Fz:
"lena, meet butch. okay, lena and butch, couple number one. heh heh. okay, let's see - that guy there, with his...that - that one there with the teeshirt on - no, no, the other one - this one - no, no - no no no, wait a minute, wait... well, you're - actually, you're very nice, though. would you like to come up here? ...okay, but d'you think you can behave yourself? you, you're sure you can behave yourself? ...okay, what's your name?"

Guy:
"tom, man. (mumble, mumble) you, baby, i (mumble, mumble)(gurgle) you (mumble, mmf, etc.)."

Guy:
"arrgh, mmmf, glurg, etc."

Fz:
"awright, now wait a minute. awright, awright, now wait..."

Guy:
"(mumble, mmf.) ugliness! ugliness!"

Other guy:
"frank, you're my buddy! arrgh, mmf."

Fz:
"awright, wait a minute, wait a minute. i have an important message to deliver to all the cute people all over the world. if you're out there and you're cute, maybe you're beautiful, i just want to tell you somethin' - there's more of us ugly mother-fuckers than you are, hey-y, so watch out. now..."

Guy (butch?):
"will you bring my girlfriend on stage, maybe?"

Fz:
"sure. all right, now you - he wants to get his girlfriend - go get your girlfriend."

Girl:
"hey zap!"

Fz:
"good to see you again."

Girl:
"squeak!"

Fz:
"i know."

Guy:
"i ain't no fucking queer."

Fz:
"all right, now look, here's what we're going to do. awright. now. this - they'll be mashed, i'll save them, i'll save them for later."

Guy:
"i'm not a fucking queer."

Fz:
"this man is trying desperately to let everybody know that he's not a queer. he's not queer, he's not queer. awright, and now... you are going to dance, like you've never danced before..."
Músicos invitados: Patrick O'Hearn (Bass)
The Blue LightVer letra 5:26

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letra de The Blue Light
Your ethos
Your pathos
Your Porthos
Your Aramis
Your Brut Cologne
You're writing home
You are hopeless
Your hopelessness
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the day time
Hey buddy, you need a hobby
You are tired of moving forward
You think of the future
And secretly you piddle your pants
The puddle of piddle
Which used to be little
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the night time

Oh well, you travel to bars
You also go to Winchell's Doughnuts
And hang out with the Highway Patrol
Sometimes you'll go to a pizza place
You go to Shakey's to get that
American kind of pizza
That has the ugly, waxey, fake yellow
Kind of cheese on the top...
Maybe you'll go to Straw Hat Pizza,
To get all those artificial ingredients
That never belonged on a pizza in the first place
(But the white people really like it...)
Oh well, you'll go anyplace, you'll do anything
Oh you'll give me your underpants
I hope these aren't yours, buddy...
They're very nice, though
You go to Santa Monica Boulevard,
You go to the Blue Parrot
No problem, you'll go anyplace
You'll do anything
Just so you can hang out with the others
The others just like you
Afraid of the future
(Death Valley Days straight ahead)
The future is scary
(Yes it sure is)
Well, the puddle is rising
It smells like the ocean
A body of water to isolate England
And also Reseda
The oil in patches
All over Atlantis, Atlantis
You remember Atlantis
Donovan, the guy with the brocade coat
Used to sing to you about Atlantis
You loved it, you were so involved then
That's back in the days when you used to
Smoke a banana
You would scrape the stuff off the middle
You would bake it
You would smoke it
You even thought you was getting ripped from it
No problem
Woop! Atlantis, they could really get down there
The plankton, the krill
The giant underwater pyramid, the squid decor
Excuse me, Todd
The big ol' giant underwater door
The dome, the bubbles, the blue light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Blue light blue light
The seepage, the sewage, the rubbers, the napkins
Your ethos, your Porthos,
Your flag pole, your port hole
Your language
You're frightened
The future
Your lang...
You can't even speak your own fucking language
You can't read it anymore
You can't write it anymore
Your language
The future of your language
Your meat loaf
Don't let your meat loaf
Heh, heh, heh
Your Micro-Nanette
Heh
Your Brut
Cologne
Tinsel Town Rebellion 4:36
Pick Me, I'm Clean 5:37
Bamboozled by LoveVer letra 5:46

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letra de Bamboozled by Love
Bamboozled by love,
Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan
Bamboozled by love
Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan
The way that girl been carryin' on
I swear I just don't understand
Don't you know I treat her nice and kind
The way no other lover can
Now don't you know I treat her nice and kind
The way no other lover can
I came home the other day and she was
Suckin' off some other man

I ain't the type for beggin'
I ain't the type to plead
If she don't change those evil ways
I'm gonna make her bleed
She can scream and she can holler
Bang her head all along the wall
If she don't give me what I want
She ain't gonna have no head at all

Bamboozled by love
I said she fooled around too long
Bamboozled by love
I said she fooled around too long
Now I am mad and getting meaner
I am here and she is gone
And the reason you have not seen her
She is underneath the lawn
I know she's underneath the lawn, lawn, lawn

Now look I ain't the type for beggin'
Now I ain't the type to plead
If she don't change those evil ways
I'm gonna make her bleed
She can scream and she can holler
Bang her head all along the wall
If she don't give me what I want
She ain't gonna have no head at all

Bamboozled by love
I said she fooled around too long
Bamboozled by love, oh lord
I said she fooled around too long
Now I am mad and getting meaner, meaner
I am here and she is gone
And the reason you have not seen her, seen her
Is she is underneath the lawn
Brown Shoes Don't Make It 7:14
Peaches ? 4:56