Concentration Moon lyrics
Song information
Artist: The Mothers Of Invention
Album: We're Only In It For The Money
Lyrics
Concentration moon
Over the camp in the valley
Concentration moon
Wish I was back in the alley
With all of my friends
Still running free:
Hair growing out
Every hole in me
American way
How did it start?
Thousands of creeps
Killed in the park
American way
Try and explain
Scab of a nation
Driven insane
Don't cry
Gotta go bye bye
Suddenly: die die
Cop kill a creep! pow pow pow
Gary kellgren: tomorrow I get to do another frank zappa creation . . . and the day after that . . . and the day after that . . . also at the same time I get to work with the velvet underground which is as shitty a group as frank zappa's group
Jcb: hi, boys & girls, I'm jimmy carl black, and I'm the indian of the group
Concentration moon
Over the camp in the valley
Concentration moon
Wish I was back in the alley
With all of my friends
Still running free:
Hair growing out
Every hole in me
American way
Threatened by us
Drag a few creeps
Away in a bus
American way
Prisoner: lock
Smash every creep
In the face with a rock
Don't cry
Gotta go bye bye
Suddenly: die die
Cop kill a creep! pow pow pow
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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