Álbum Zappa in New York de Frank Zappa - Canciones

Zappa in New York

1978 |

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Disco 1

Titties & Beer 7:35
Cruisin' For Burgers 9:12
I Promise Not To Come In Your MouthVer letra 3:31

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letra de I Promise Not To Come In Your Mouth
There's a big dilemma
'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah
There's a big dilemma
'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah
She used to knock me out
Until her face broke out

There's a big dilemma
'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah
There's a big dilemma
'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah
She was my steady date
Until she put on weight

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boogedy boogedy

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boogedy boogedy
There's a big dilemma
'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah
There's a big dilemma
'Bout my Big Leg Emma, uh-huh, oh yeah
She used to knock me out
Until her face broke out
She used to knock me out
Until her face broke out
Punky's Whips 10:50
Honey, Don't You Want A Man Like Me? 4:11
The Illinois Enema BanditVer letra 12:42

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letra de The Illinois Enema Bandit
And now folks it's time for Don Pardo to deliver
Our special Illinois enema bandit-type announcement
Take it away, Don

This is a true story
About a famous criminal
From right around chicago
This is the story of Michael Kenyon
A man who's serving time at this very moment
For the crime of armed robbery

It so happened, that at the time of the robbery
Michael, decided to give his female victims
A little enema
Apparently, there was no law against that
But his name lives on
Michael Kenyon
The Illinois enema bandit!

The Illinois enema bandit
I heard he's on the loose
I heard he's on the loose
Lord, the pitiful screams
Of all them college-educated women
Boy, he'd just be tyin' 'em up
(They'd be all bound down!)
Just be pumpin' every one of 'em up with all the bag fulla
The Illinois enema bandit juice
He just be pumpin' every one of 'em up with all the bag
Fulla the Illinois enema bandit juice

He just be pumpin' every one of 'em up with all the bag
Fulla the Illinois enema bandit juice
He just be pumpin' every one of 'em up with all the bag
Fulla the Illinois enema bandit juice

The Illinois enema bandit
I heard it on the news
I heard it on the news
Bloomington Illinois
He has caused some alarm
Just sneakin' around there
From farm to farm
Got a rubberized bag
And a hose on his arm
Lookin' for some rustic co-ed rump
That he just might wanna pump
Lookin' for some rustic co-ed rump
That he just might wanna pump
Lookin' for some rustic co-ed rump
That he just might wanna pump

The Illinois enema bandit
One day he'll have to pay
One day he'll have to pay
The police will say: You're under arrest!
And the judge would have him for a special guest
The D.A. will order a secret test
And stuff his pudgy little thumbs in the side of his vest
Then they'll put out a call for the jury folks
And the judge would say: No poo-poo jokes!
Then they'll drag in the bandit for all to see
Sayin': Don't nobody have no sympathy
Hot soap water in the first degree!
And then the bandit might say: Why is everybody looking' at me?

Well did you cause this misery?
Well did you cause this kinda misery?
Well did you cause this misery?
Now, one girl shout: Let the bandit be!

Bandit are you guilty?
Bandit are you guilty? Tell me now, what's
Your plea?
Another girl shout: Let the fiend go free!
Are you guilty? Bandit, did you do these deeds?
The bandit say, it must be just what they all needs
It must be just what they all needs
It must be just what they all needs
It must be just what they all needs
It must be just what they all needs
It must be just what they all needs

Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna enema
Enema

Disco 2

I'm The Slime 4:24
Pound For A BrownVer letra 3:40

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letra de Pound For A Brown
FZ: Thank you Don.
Don Pardo: Hey, Frank! Hey, I did it, Frank... Yay, we did it! Didn't we?
FZ: That's right, we did it
Don Pardo: Yay, yay, yay

FZ: And for our next number...
Manx Needs Women 1:50
The Black Page Drum Solo/black Page #1
Big Leg EmmaVer letra 2:17

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letra de Big Leg Emma
There's a big dilemma
About my big leg emma
Uh-huh, oh yeah
There's a big dilemma
About my big leg emma
Uh-huh, oh yeah
She was my steady date
Until she put on weight

There's a big dilemma
About my big leg emma
Uh-huh, oh yeah
There's a big dilemma
About my big leg emma
Uh-huh, oh yeah
She used to knock me out
Until her face broke out

Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma My Emma

Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-ma My Emma

There's a big dilemma
About my big leg emma
Uh-huh, oh yeah
There's a big dilemma
About my big leg emma
Uh-huh, oh yeah
She used to knock me out
Until her face broke out
Sofa 2:56
Black Page #2
The Torture Never StopsVer letra 12:34

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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
The Purple Lagoon/approximate 16:41