Thing-Fish - The White Boy Troubles
Thing-Fish
The White Boy Troubles
21 listopad 1984, 3:35 min.
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Steve Vai (kytara)
Ray White (kytara, zpěv)
Tommy Mars (klávesy)
Chuck Wild (piano)
Arthur Barrow (basa)
Scott Thunes (basa)
Jay Anderson (string basa)
Ed Mann (perkuse)
Chad Wackerman (bicí)
Ike Willis (zpěv)
Terry Bozzio (zpěv)
Dale Bozzio (zpěv)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (zpěv)
Bob Harris (zpěv)
Johnny "kytara" Watson (zpěv)
ENSEMBLE: (singing)
De white boy troubles!
(White boy troubles!)
De white boy troubles!
(Boy got troubles!)
Oh what a boidennn!
(Oh, heavy boidennn!)
His car's fucked up!
De boy got a provlem!
She ripped up de 'polstry
(Wit de red dress on)
Outa dat O-zo-mobile!
(Tell me what I say)
Hafta go ta Tia-Juana now!
(I don't have it)
He should go to BROWN MOSES,
Way down in Egyppp-Lainnn!
(Egyppp-Lainnn)
THING-FISH: (checking off a clipboard, like a social worker)
Looks likes y'done putty good heahh, HARRY-AS-A-BOY!
I sees ya' growin' up like a weed, axmodently reproducin'
YOSEFF 'n evvythang. Done
found some low-rent housin' in a one-dimensional
cardbode nativity box on some Italian's funt
lawn...bunch o' crab-grass underneath de offspring
fo quick 'n easy sanitatium...shit! Y'all
provvly be savin' up fo yo first LAVA LAMP putty
soon!
HARRY-AS-A-BOY:
We're incredibly happy! Even though I'm gay for
business purposes, my relationship with
artificial RHONDA has blossomed into something
really beautiful, although I must confess to
being baffled by how she got knocked up.
THING-FISH:
Well, if de trufe be told, it were de father o'
de boy at de gas statium...when y'sent de ol'
lady in fo' de inner-tube patchin', 'round de
foth o' červenec.
HARRY-AS-A-BOY:
QUENTIN? How could he be so unfaithful? I'm sure
God has ways of punishing naughty little guys
like that!
THING-FISH:
Mights well stop complainin', boy! De damage been
done! Leastways y'all can pretend to be SOME
KINDA DADDY! Yo' rubber bitch ain't gwine change
no diapers! Y'said y'all was incredibly happy!
Enjoy it while y'got it, boy! De shit gwine hit
de fan in a minute!
HARRY-AS-A-BOY:
What? Something BAD is going to happen?
THING-FISH:
You figgit out...judgin' fum de intellectional
expressium on yo' beloved's ignint face, de bitch
gwine be contemplatin' A CAREER OF HER OWN! See
dat?
Look like she got her one good eye on a briefcase 'n a tweed spo't coat down de mall somewheres!
Durin' de intromissium, few de SISTERS seen her 'tendin' a CONSCIOUSNESS RAISIN' MEETIN' over at de Hiltum! Thass right! Bitch passed up de MASH POTATOES 'n took off wit' de High School Cafeteria Butch.
FRANCESCO opens the door, and stands on the porch, still watching through the binoculars.
THING-FISH: (contd.)
Makin' matters woise, de Italian dat be ownin'
yo' nativity bungalow been wondrin' 'bouts de
hanky AN' de panky 'tween you 'n dem two concrete
flamingos ovuh by de steps! You been
messin' wit de State Bird o' New Jersey,
muthafucker! Dat kin git you five to life in dis
vicinity! If you wants a little frennly advice,
boy, I'd be growin' my ass up a little quicker,
'n whizz on outa heahh!
Leave de ugly baby in de crab-grass, snatch up yo' wretched excuse fo a woman, 'n climb on up de heap! Get yo'seff a job drivin' a truck fulla string-beans to Utah! Make sumfin' out y'seff, so's y'can afode a ticket to de MAMMY NUN SHOW! Den we can piss all ovuh de adulterated wimp you gwine become, an' get de shit rollin' agin'!
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