Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Lowell george (guitar, vocals)
Roy estrada (bass)
Don preston (keyboards)
Buzz gardner (trumpet)
Ian underwood (alto saxophone)
Bunk gardner (tenor saxophone)
Motorhead sherwood (baritone saxophone)
Jimmy carl black (drums)
Arthur tripp (drums) Well I'm about to get up sick
From watchin' my t.v.
Been checking out the news
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day
Is just another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friend
Is anybody's guess
So I'm watching and I'm waiting
Hoping for the best
Even think I go to praying
Every time I hear them saying
That there's no way to delay
That trouble coming everyday
No way to delay
That trouble coming every day Wednesday I watched the riot
I've seen the cops out on the street
Watch them throwing rocks and stuff and choking in the heat
Listen to reports
About the whiskey passing 'round
Seen the smoke and fire
And the market burning down
Watched while everybody on his street would take a turn
They stomp and smash and bash and crash and slash and bust and burn
And I'm watching and I'm waiting
Hoping for the best
Even think I go to praying
Every time I hear them saying
That there's no way to delay
That trouble coming every day
No way to delay
That trouble coming everyday You can cool it, you can heat it
'Cause baby I don't need it
Take your t.v. tube and eat it
And all that phony stuff on sports
And all those unconfirmed reports
You know I watch that rotten box
Until my head began to hurt
From checking out the way
The newsmen say they get the dirt
Before the guys on channel so-and-so
And further they assert
That any show they'll interrupt
They bring you news if it comes up
They say that if the place blows up
They will be the first to tell
'Cause the boys they got downtown
Are working hard and doing swell
And if anybody gets the news
Before it hits the streets
They say that no one blabs it faster
Their coverage can't be beat
And if another woman driver
Gets machine gunned from her seat
They'll send some joker with a brownie
And you'll see it all complete So I'm watching and I'm waiting
Hoping for the best
Even think I go to praying
Every time I hear them saying
That there's no way to delay
That trouble coming everyday
No way to delay
That trouble coming every day Well I've seen the fires burning
And the local people turning
On the merchants and the shops
Who use to sell their brooms and mops
And every other household item
Watch the mob just turn and bite 'em
And they say it serves them right
Because a few of them are white
And it's the same across the nation
Black and white discrimination
Yell and you can understand me
And all that other jazz they hand me
In the papers and t.v.
And all that mass stupidity
That seems to grow more everyday
Each time you hear some nitwit say
He wants to go and do you in
'Cause the color of your skin
Just don't appeal to him
No matter if it's black or white
Because he's out for blood tonight You know we got to sit around at home
And watch this thing begin
I'll be there won't be many live
To see it really end
'Cause a fire in the street ain't like a fire in the heart
And in the eyes of all these people don't you know that this could start
On any street, in any town, in any state, if any clown
Decides that now's the time to fight for some ideal he thinks is right
And if a million more agree, there ain't no great society
As it applies to you and me, our country isn't free
And the law refuse to see if all you can ever be
Is just a lousy janitor unless your uncle owns the store
You know that five in every four just won't amount to nothing more
They'll watch the rats go across the floor
And make up songs about being poor