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around. With a skeleton hand say -. I am electric head a cannibal galore a. Television said. Yeah do not victimize. Read the mother. Fucker-psychoholic lies yeah -. Into a psychic war I. Tear my
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around. With a skeleton hand say -. I am electric head a cannibal galore a. Television said. Yeah do not victimize. Read the mother. Fucker-psychoholic lies yeah -. Into a psychic war I. Tear my
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upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though a cloud's white curtain. In a far-off corner flashed. An' the hypnotic splattered mist Was slowly lifting. Electric light still struck like arrows
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upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though a cloud's white curtain. In a far-off corner flashed. An' the hypnotic splattered mist Was slowly lifting. Electric light still struck like arrows
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upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though a cloud's white curtain. In a far-off corner flashed. An' the hypnotic splattered mist Was slowly lifting. Electric light still struck like arrows
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. And there was my guitar, electric junk. Some spade said rock'n'rollers, you're all the same. Man that's your instrument. I felt so ashamed. . Now it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll. Through
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High above the heat of a summer New York street. An out-of-work musician plays a solo saxophone. He's a preacher and a teacher. And he stands up all alone. . Stranded in the dark of a vision in
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High above the heat of a summer New York street. An out-of-work musician plays a solo saxophone. He's a preacher and a teacher. And he stands up all alone. . Stranded in the dark of a vision in
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Well the Embers singin' up on Ocean Drive. And the Castaways are gettin' loud tonight. At the Electric Circus they all getin' down. And the Carousel's spinnin' round and round See them dancin
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Little darlin', don't you cry. You know I'll try to be there with you by and by. When everything is going wrong now don't you cry. I'm wishin' Little darlin', far away. I see the world go rollin
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Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals). Mark Volman (vocals). Howard Kaylan (vocals). Jim Pons (bass, vocals). Don Preston (keyboards, electronics). Ian Underwood (keyboards, alto saxophone
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daydreams. Become a taboo. I don't want to be afraid. The deeper that I go. It takes my breath away. Soft hearts electric souls. Heart to heart and eyes to eyes. Is this taboo?. Baby we built this house. On
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Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals). Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak). Bunk gardner (woodwinds). Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals). Don preston (retired). Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet
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, of the 309. Put me in my box on the 309. . Take me to the depot, put me to bed. Blow an electric fan on my gnarly old head. Everybody take a look, see I'm doing fine. Then load my box on the 309
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Frank Zappa (guitar, vocals). Ian Underwood (electric piano). George Duke (trombone). Jeff Simmons (bass). Aynsley Dunbar (drums). The Phlorescent Leech and Eddie (vocals) Remember Freddie and
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. Things pass and they leave no stain. I can see myself carving up. Words in the dust on the window pane. Shooting straight up my spine. I grieve electric. Violent eyes on a violent sea. How do I play
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the circuits of our minds. We'll get nothing done under electric sun. Leave the weight of labour far behind. We're the greatest story that was ever told. But we don't know where we're from. And the
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Her neon mouth with the blinkers-off smile. Nothing but an electric sign. You could say she has an individual style. She's part of a colorful time. . Secrecy of lady-chrome-covered clothes. You
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me, meet me at Electric Chapel. If you wanna steal my heart away. Meet me, meet me, baby, in a safe place. C'mon, meet me in Electric Chapel. Verse 2. Confess to me, where you have been. Next to the
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electric chapel. If you wanna steal my heart away. Meet me, meet me baby in a safe place. Come on meet me. In electric chapel Come dance to me where you have been. Next to the bar. Doo doo doo doo doo
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. Walking down boulevards electric eyes. Would gaze at the waveforms and gasp at their size Let them be lonely and say you don't care. Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade. Astroboy, I'm watching
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heavy load. Man made electric light to take us out of the dark. Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark This is a man's, man's, man's world. But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without
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, man made the car. To take us over the road. Man made the train. To carry the heavy load. Man made electric light. To take us out of the dark. Man made the boat for the water. Like Noah made the ark
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heavy load. Man made electric light to take us out of the dark. Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark This is a man's, man's, man's world. But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without
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heavy load. Man made electric light to take us out of the dark. Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark This is a man's, man's, man's world. But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without
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heavy load. Man made electric light to take us out of the dark. Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark This is a man's, man's, man's world. But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without
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I remember the day that we never met. Hair blowing in the wind, sun touching your skin. One week, four days, three minutes since. That moment that you smiled I'm still spinning. If it's one thing
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fiance. Let him love, the man of faith. Bridge. Verse. T. v. cameras, t. v. cameras and stage hands. American bandstand, electric guitars. And he's singin songs, singin songs for the lonely. All the
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fiance. Let him love, the man of faith. Bridge. Verse. T. v. cameras, t. v. cameras and stage hands. American bandstand, electric guitars. And he's singin songs, singin songs for the lonely. All the
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whispers of the grove At night she dreamed of places where she lived when she was young. Where the corn strip stretched for miles like a giant serpent's tongue. Electric lights and phone bells and every
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Spent the night in three drinks time. Where the bars were full it was summertime. Punks were hangin out in the park. While someone practised electric guitar. We drank some homemade wine. Now my
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Spent the night in three drinks time. Where the bars were full it was summertime. Punks were hangin out in the park. While someone practised electric guitar. We drank some homemade wine. Now my
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Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals). Captain beefheart (harp, vocals). George duke (keyboards, vocals). Napoleon murphy brock (saxophone, vocals). Bruce fowler (trombone). Tom fowler (bass
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Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals). Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak). Bunk gardner (woodwinds). Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals). Don preston (retired). Jimmy carl black (drums, trumpet
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The canvas stretched completely. Across the soiled body. The kiss the kill the itch we feel to lick a human. Hunger. Our heat is once collapsing. Electric feet again. . The dance that strips