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The Music of MUGC 4890-001 • MUGC 5890-001 Dr. Joseph Klein

III. Social and Cultural Context Cultural Context — 1940s & 50s: Post-War Period Cultural Context — 1940s & 50s: Family and Lifestyle Cultural Context — 1940s & 50s: Cold War & “Red Menace” Cultural Context — 1940s & 50s: Cold War & “Red Menace” Cultural Context — 1950s: B Movies Cultural Context — 1950s: B Movies

“ Woof”

“Cheepnis”

“The Radio is Broken”

Overnite Sensation (1973) Roxy & Elsewhere (1974)

The Man From Utopia (1983) Cultural Context — : Civil Rights Movement Cultural Context — 1960s: Great Society, Viet Nam War Cultural Context — 1960s: Culture & Cultural Context — : Watergate, Recession Cultural Context — 1970s: Era Cultural Context — 1990s: Collapse of the Soviet Union in the Project/Object

§ Suzy Creamcheese § § § § Lonesome Cowboy Burt § Bobby Brown § Jewish American Princess § Catholic Girls § § Charlie (“kinda young, kinda wow…”) § Debbie § Thing-Fish (composite archetypes) “Who Needs the ?” (We’re Only In It for the Money, 1968)

I'll stay a week and get the crabs and Take a bus back home I'm really just a phony But forgive me 'Cause I'm stoned Every town must have a place Where phony hippies meet Psychedelic dungeons Popping up on every street GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . . How I love ya, How I love ya How I love ya, How I love ya Frisco! How I love ya, How I love ya What's there to live for? How I love ya, How I love ya Who needs the peace corps? Oh, my hair is getting good in the back! Think I'll just DROP OUT Every town must have a place I'll go to Frisco Where phony hippies meet Buy a wig & sleep Psychedelic dungeons On Owsley's floor Popping up on every street Walked past the wig store GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . . Danced at Hotcha! I'm completely stoned I'm hippy and I'm trippy I'm a gypsy on my own

“Who Needs the Peace Corps?” (We’re Only In It for the Money, 1968)

I will love everyone I will love the police as they kick the shit out of me on the street I will sleep . . . I will, I will go to a house That's, that's what I will do I will go to a house Where there's a band 'Cause the groups all live together And I will join a rock and roll band I will be their road manager And I will stay there with them And I will get the crabs First I'll buy some beads But I won't care And then perhaps a leather band Because . . . To go around my head Some feathers and bells And a book of Indian lore I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce How to get to Haight Street And smoke an awful lot of dope I will wander around barefoot I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times

“Turning Again” (Meets the Mothers of Prevention, 1985)

They lived on a whole bunch of nothing They thought they looked very good They'd never ever worry They were always in a hurry To convince themselves that what they were Was really very groovy Yes, they believed in all the papers And the magazines that defined their folklore They could never laugh At who or what they thought they were Or even what they thought They sorta oughta be They were totally empty (Totally empty) And their lives were really useless Turn turn So what the fuck? Turn turn They didn't have no sense of humor We're turning again (Oodly-oodly-yeah!) Turn turn Now they got nothing left Turn turn To laugh about We're turning again Including themselves They took a whole bunch of acid Turn turn So they could see where it's at Turn turn (It's over there, over there, We're turning again Over there, over there Turn turn And under here also) Turn turn Doont, da-doodem doodem! We're turning again

“Turning Again” (Meets the Mothers of Prevention, 1985)

Bprr . . . bprr . . . the year 1967 Black light bedrooms Drug-crazed youth discovered vagrancy as a way of life On LONN-ISLAND EWW-WW! Singin': "JIMI COME BACK!" Dey were mellow Now come back and regulate de boy's FURZ-tone Dey were yellow Yo' HAZE was so PURPLE Dey were wearing smelly blankets It caused your AXIS to be BOLD AS LOVE Dey looked DONOVAN fans (JIMI-JIMI-JIMI-JIMI-JIMI FEED BACK) (HU-UR-DE-EE Now Jimi gimme some feedback GU-UR-DE-EE) Come back and feed back on my knapsack Dey walkin' 'round You can feed back the fuzz tone from your WAH-WAH With stupid flowers While you bend down In dey hair an' evvywhere And set your stuff on FIRE Dey tried to stuff 'em up de guns Of all the cops and other servants of the law Turn turn (LA LA-LA-LA LA-LA) Turn turn Who tried to push 'em around We're turning again And later mowed 'em down Turn turn But they were full of shit Turn turn That they believed in We're turning again (PHEW!) So what the fuck? We can turn it around (WHAT THE FUCK?) We can do it again Now I seen 'em tightenin' up dey headbands We can go back in time On the weekend and dey get loaded Through the canyons of your mind When dey came to town On the EVE O' DESTRUCTION Dey walk around in GREEMICH VILLAGE We can act like we are something really special To buy posters dey could hang up WOOOH, we'll just jump in the bath-tub In dem smelly little secret With that other guy JIM And make him be more careful “Turning Again” (Meets the Mothers of Prevention, 1985)

We can visit Big Mama Turn turn And whap her on the back Turn turn When she eats her sandwich We're turning again (LA LA LA LA) Turn turn We can take care of Janis Turn turn When she gets so depressed We're turning again She can't take it no more We can laugh at 's jokes Turn turn (HA HA HA HA HA) Turn turn And the colour TV We're turning again (HA HA) Turn turn He threw out de windum Turn turn Fum de second flew-ah! We're turning again (YEAAHHHHHH!) Everybody come back No one can do it like you used to If you listen to the radio And what they play today You can tell right away: All those assholes really need you! “Bobby Brown Goes Down” (, 1979)

Oh God I am the American dream I do not think I'm too extreme An' I'm a handsome sonofabitch I'm gonna get a good job 'n be real rich (Get a good, get a good, get a good, get a good job) Women's Liberation Came creepin' across the nation I tell you people, I was not ready When I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie She made a little speech then, Aw, she tried to make me say when She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick Oh God I am the American dream Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown (P.U.) They say I'm the cutest boy in town But now I smell like Vaseline My car is fast, my teeth is shiney An' I'm a miserable sonofabitch I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie Am I a boy or a lady . . . I don't know which Here I am at a famous school (I wonder wonder, wonder wonder) I'm dressin' sharp 'n I'm Actin' cool I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper Let her do all the work 'n maybe later I'll rape her “Bobby Brown Goes Down” (Sheik Yerbouti, 1979)

Oh God I am the American dream With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream An' I'll do anything to get ahead I lay awake nights sayin', "Thank you, Fred!" Oh God, Oh God, I'm so fantastic! Thanks to Freddie, I'm a sexual spastic And my name is Bobby Brown Watch me now; I'm goin' down, And my name is Bobby Brown Watch me now; I'm goin' down, And my name is Bobby Brown Watch me now; I'm goin' down Ha-ha . . . O'Hearn: So I went out 'n bought me a leisure suit Yeah . . . I knew you'd be surprised . . . I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute Got a job doin' radio promo An' none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo Eventually me 'n a friend Sorta of drifted along into S&M I can take about an hour on the tower of power 'Long as I gets a little golden shower

“Jewish Princess” (Sheik Yerbouti, 1979)

I need a hairy little Jewish Princess (La-la-la) With a brand new nose (Oo-ee-oo) Who knows where it goes I want a steamy little Jewish Princess (KSSS!) With over-worked gums, who squeaks when she cums I don't want no troll I just want a Yemenite hole I want a darling little Jewish Princess (La-la-la) Who don't know shit about cooking and is arrogant looking (-eee-ooo) A vicious little Jewish Princess I want a nasty little Jewish Princess To specifically happen with a pee-pee that's snapin' (La-la-la) All up inside With long phony nails and a hairdo that rinses I just want a Princess to ride (Wee-oo-oo) A horny little Jewish Princess Awright, back to the top . . . With a garlic aroma that could level Tacoma (Hi-Yo, Silver! Away!) (FA!) Everybody twist! Lonely inside Well, she can swallow my pride

“Jewish Princess” (Sheik Yerbouti, 1979)

I want a funky little Jewish Princess (La-la-la) A grinder; a bumper, with a pre-moistened dumper A brazen little Jewish Princess (HI-YO!) With titanic tits (WHOAH!) And sand-blasted zits She can even be poor So long as she does it with four on the floor (Vapor-lock) I want a dainty little Jewish Princess (La-la-la) With a couple of sisters who can raise a few blisters A fragile little Jewish Princess (HI-YO!) With Roumanian thighs, who weasels 'n lies For two or three nights Won't someone send me a princess who bites Won't someone send me a princess who bites Won't someone send me a princess who bites Won't someone send me a princess who bites

“Catholic Girls” (Joe’s Garage, 1979)

Catholic Girls At the CYO Catholic Girls Do you know how they go? Catholic Girls There can be no replacement How do they go, after the show? Joe: All the way That's the way they go Every day And none of their mamas ever seem to know Hip-Hip-Hooray For all the class they show There's nothing like a Catholic Girl Father Riley And Various Party Goers: At the CYO (Well) When they learn to blow . . . Catholic Girls With a tiny little mustache Father Riley: Catholic Girls They're learning to blow Do you know how they go? All the Catholic Boys! Catholic Girls In the Rectory Basement Mary: Father Riley's a fairy Warren Cuccurullo . . . But it don't bother Mary Father Riley: Catholic Boys! “Catholic Girls” (Joe’s Garage, 1979) Officer Butzis: Hey! She gave me VD!

Father Riley: Catholic Girls!

Warren: Toni Carbone!

Chorus: With a tongue like a cow She could make you go WOW! Joe: VD Vowdy vootie Right away That's the way they go Mary: INSTRUMENTAL Every day Kinda young, kinda WOW! INTERLUDE Whenever their mamas take them to a show ! Matinee Father Riley: Father Riley: Pass the popcorn please Catholic Boys! Catholic Girls! There's nothing like a Catholic Girl With her hand in the box Mary: Warren: When she's on her knees . . . Carmenita Scarfone! Larry: Chorus: Father Riley: She was on her knees Where are they now? Catholic Girls! My little Catholic Girl Did they all take The Vow?

“Catholic Girls” (Joe’s Garage, 1979)

Yai-ee-ahhh! (Well well) Catholic Girls (Ma-ma ma-ma-ma-mum) OOOOOOH! (Ma-ma ma-ma ma-mum) Catholic Girls Yai-ee-ahhh! (Ma-ma ma-ma-ma-mum) Catholic Girls OOOOOOH! Catholic Girls Yai-ee-ahhh! Central Scrutinizer: Chorus: (Ma-ma-mum ma-ma-mum) The is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . . In a little white dress Yai-ee-ahhh! Joe had a girl friend named Mary. Catholic Girls Catholic Girls She used to go to the church club every week. They never confess OOOOOOH! They'd meet each other there Catholic Girls (Well well now) Hold hands And think Pure Thoughts I got one for a cousin Catholic Girls I love how they go (Ma-ma-mum ma-ma-ma-ma-mum) So send me a dozen Yai-ee-ahhh! Catholic Girls Catholic Girl OOOOOOH! (Ma-ma ma-ma-maaah) (Well well well) OOOOOOH! Catholic Girls Catholic Girls “Valley Girl” (Ship Arriving Too Late to Save a Drowning Witch, 1982) Encino is like SO BITCHEN (Valley Girl) There's like the Galleria (Valley Girl) And like all these like really great shoe stores I love going into like clothing stores and stuff I like buy the neatest mini-skirts and stuff It's like so BITCHEN cuz like everybody's like Super-super nice . . . It's like so BITCHEN, like . . . On Ventura, there she goes She just bought some bitchen clothes Tosses her head 'n flips her hair She got a whole bunch of nothin' in there Anyway, he goes are you into S & M? Valley Girl I go, oh RIGHT . . . She's a Valley Girl Could you like just picture me in like a LEATHER TEDDY Valley Girl Yeah right, HURT ME, HURT ME . . . She's a Valley Girl I'm sure! NO WAY! Okay, fine . . . He was like freaking me out . . . Fer sure, fer sure He called me a BEASTIE . . . She's a Valley Girl That's cuz like he was totally BLITZED In a clothing store He goes like BAG YOUR FACE! Okay, fine . . . I'm sure! Fer sure, fer sure She's a . . . Valley Girl She's a Valley Girl Like, OH MY GOD! (Valley Girl) Valley Girl Like - TOTALLY (Valley Girl) She's a Valley Girl “Valley Girl” (Ship Arriving Too Late to Save a Drowning Witch, 1982)

Okay, fine . . . And the lady like goes, oh my God, your toenails Fer sure, fer sure Are like so GRODY She's a Valley Girl It was like really embarrassing So sweet 'n pure She's like OH MY GOD, like BAG THOSE TOENAILS Okay, fine . . . I'm like sure . . . Fer sure, fer sure She goes, uh, I don't know if I can handle this, y'know . . . She's a . . . I was like really embarrassed . . . It’s really sad (Valley Girl) Like my English teacher Valley Girl He's like . . . (Valley Girl) She's a Valley Girl He's like Mr. BU-FU (Valley Girl) Valley Girl We're talking Lord God King BU-FU (Valley Girl) She's a Valley Girl I am SO SURE Okay, fine He's like so GROSS Fer sure, fer sure He like sits there and like plays with all his rings She's a Valley Girl And he like flirts with all the guys in the class And there is no cure It's like totally disgusting Okay, fine I'm like so sure Fer sure, fer sure It's like BARF ME OUT . . . She's a Valley Girl Gag me with a spoon! And there is no cure Last idea to cross her mind Like my mother is like a total space cadet (Valley Girl) Had something to do with where to find She like makes me do the dishes and (Valley Girl) A pair of jeans to fit her butt CLEAN the cat box (Valley Girl) And where to get her toenails cut I am sure That's like GROSS (Valley Girl) So like I go into this like salon place, y'know BARF OUT! (Valley Girl) And I wanted like to get my toenails done OH MY GOD (Valley Girl)

“Valley Girl” (Ship Arriving Too Late to Save a Drowning Witch, 1982)

Hi! You like get saliva all over them Uh-huh . . . (Valley Girl) But like, I don't know, it's going to be cool, y'know My name? So you can see my smile My name is Ondrya Wolfson (Valley Girl) It'll be like really cool Uh-huh Except my like my teeth are like too small That's right, Ondrya (Valley Girl) But NO BIGGIE . . . Uh-huh . . . It's so AWESOME I know (Valley Girl) It's like TUBULAR, y'know It's like . . . Well, I'm not like really ugly or anything I do not talk funny . . . It's just like I'm sure (Valley Girl) I don't know Whatsa matter with the way I talk? (Valley Girl) You know me, I'm like into like the clean stuff I am a VAL, I know (Valley Girl) Like PAC-MAN and like, I don't know But I live in like in a really good part of Encino so Like my mother like makes me do the dishes it's okay (Valley Girl) It's like so GROSS . . . Huh-ah . . . (Valley Girl) Like all the stuff like sticks to the plates So like, I don't know (Valley Girl) And it's like, it's like somebody else's food, y'know I'm like freaking out totally (Valley Girl) It's like GRODY . . . Oh my God! (Valley Girl) GRODY TO THE MAX I'm sure Hi -- I have to go to the orthodontist (Valley Girl) It's like really nauseating I'm getting my braces off, y'know (Valley Girl) Like BARF OUT But I have to wear a retainer GAG ME WITH A SPOON That's going to be really like a total bummer GROSS I'm freaking out I am SURE I'm SURE TOTALLY . . . Like those things that like stick in your mouth They're so gross . . . Freaks and Aberrant Behavior in the Project/Object

§ Kenny and Ronnie Williams (“Let’s Make the Water Turn Black”) § Wild Bill the Mannequin-Fucker § Cynthia Plaster-Caster § “ Discharge Party Hats” § Laurel Fishman (“Stevie’s Spanking”) § The Illinois Bandit § Father O’Blivion § § (“Why Don’t You Like Me?”) “Let’s Make the Water Turn Black” (We’re Only In It For The Money, 1968) “Jazz Discharge Party Hats” (The Man from Utopia, 1983)

With the girls from the college They were having a good time . . . We were in Albuquerque for a couple of days But these girls thought they were Hot Shit 'N wouldn't pooch the guys in the band on the first day, so . . . A couple of the guys in the band Who were desperate for THAT KIND OF ACTION Kept workin' on 'em for two days (Which is a waste of fuckin' time anyway…) So, anyway . . . But if that's your idea of a good time, what the hey . . . Send those pants up here . . . here's some more Okay, good-good! Traditional cotton . . . oh, how sweet! Once upon a time, it was in Albuquerque, New Mexico Umt . . . huh-huh-huh-huhhh . . . There were these girls that worked at the college HERE! Work these! The were really cool . . . (They thought so anyway) Anyway . . . we're in Albuquerque, New Mexico... The would be delighted to tell you how suave they where A couple of the guys in the band, who shall go nameless At the drop of a hat Because their girlfriends might find out There was three of 'em . . . Decided they were gonna work the wall on these girls One of them thought she was a Beauty Queen . . . From the college The other one was a Walking Blow Job . . . So, one night . . . it was the first night And then there was this skinny girl . . . When they were still trying to get it in there Oh well . . . (Ya know what I mean? Huh-huh-huh . . . ) Some of the guys in the band got together The skinny girl, she says to one of the guys in the band “Jazz Discharge Party Hats” (The Man from Utopia, 1983)

Well, one of them did . . . The other one was too smart for that shit . . . So him and the T-shirt guy sat by the edge of the pool And when the girl who was really skinny (And insensitive to climatic changes) Took off her clothes and jumped in the pool She threw her pants over there by the little table... Well, one of the guys from the band picked up her panties (He told me later that the stuff in the bottom Was like punching an eclair . . . ) Anyhow . . . there was nothing else to do . . . It was Albuquerque, New Mexico . . . It's two o'clock in the morning . . . They're not going to get any nooky anyway... She says, well, to several of the guys in the band So this one guy and the T-shirt guy And one of the T-shirt guys too . . . Started sniffing the girl's panties . . . "HEY! LET'S GO SKINNY-DIPPING!" They were sniffing the fudge and sniffing the glue . . . At two o'clock in the morning at the pool at the hotel Sniffing everything that adhered to these That's right, your heard right, Delightful little morsels Two o'clock in the morning, pool at the hotel . . . (Some of you might think this is weird . . . It was so fun . . . No wonder . . . it's not exactly normal, but what the fuck?) But the water was very, very cold . . . So, they're snorting it . . . So they go out there and the girl who was really skinny (Hey! It's the twentieth century . . . 'N probably totally insensitive to climatic changes Whatever you can do to have a good time, let's get on Took all of her garments off and she jumped in the pool with it And she says, "HEY GUYS! COME ON IN!” So long as it doesn't cause a murder . . . ) “Jazz Discharge Party Hats” (The Man from Utopia, 1983)

So they're snorting the pants 'N then they put them on their heads . . . They were having a good time . . . The girl was in the water . . . she didn't even see What was going on with her underpants . . . They were wearing the pants It looked just like a tiny little party hat . . . Their ears were sticking out the side . . . it was so fun Later on they discovered This would make a great way of life for them . . . They would go from town to town looking for panties They would take the panties after they were hung up On the clothes line . . . Later on they would take 'em back in the dressing room They would play with them . . . They would fetish the underpants . . . They would snort every little morsel attached to the underpants . . . and then . . . they would feel that They were FULFILLED And so you can see That what we're doing here on stage Is part of a great American Tradition The tradition of the JAZZ DISCHARGE PARTY HATS

“Stevie’s Spanking” (, 1984)

Laurel was her name It was slightly green She came to Notre Dame Vapors in between He told me just the other day Rising up to fill the room He oughta be thanking And COOK the banana Her for the spanking She said it was dry Stevie She was large and soft won't you try To drool a little And she beat him off drool on it And grease the Made him drool upon his dork banana And gave it a wanking After the spanking Later in the dawn, Laurel carried on Hair brush! Got right up and dressed Oh! What a hair brush! herself and (it's not that he requires Ate the banana His name is Stevie Vai, grooming! Guys with light blue And he's a crazy guy hair never do!) Last November, I recall, He needed a spanking Then did she exclaim: "There's another game He decided then That we can play with this device, A female specimen And then a banana!" Would be exciting for a night To give him a spanking “The Illinois Enema Bandit” (, 1978) “The Illinois Enema Bandit” (Zappa in New York, 1978) “The Illinois Enema Bandit” (Zappa in New York, 1978) “The Illinois Enema Bandit” (Zappa in New York, 1978) “Father O’Blivion” (’, 1974)

A leprechaun had stroked (he stroked it) . . . A leprechaun had stroked, yes . . . The night before Behind the door A leprechaun had stroked (he stroked it) . . . The night before Behind the door A leprechaun had stroked . . . his . . . Sma-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ahhh (stroked his smock) Get on your feet an' do the funky Alfonzo! Which set him off in such a frenzy Father Vivian O'Blivion He sang LOCK AROUND THE CROCK Resplendent in his frock An' he topped it off with a . . . Was whipping up the batter An' he topped it off with a . . . For the pancakes of his flock An' he topped it off with a . . . He was looking rather bleary WOO WOO WOO (He forgot to watch the clock) WOO WOO WOO 'Cause the night before WOO WOO WOO Behind the door As he stumbled on his ____ A leprechaun had stroked, yes . . . He was delighted as it stiffened The night before And ripped right through his sock Behind the door

“Father O’Blivion” (Apostrophe’, 1974)

Oh, Saint Alfonzo would be proud of me PROUD OF ME He shouted down the block Dominus Vo-bisque 'em Et come spear a tu-tu, Oh! Won't you eat my sleazy pancakes Just for Saintly Alfonzo They're so light 'n fluffy-white We'll raise a fortune by tonite They're so light 'n fluffy-white We'll raise a fortune by tonite They're so light 'n fluffy-brown They're the finest in the town They're so light 'n fluffy-brown They're the finest in the town Good morning, your Highness Ooo-ooo-ooo I brought you your snow shoes Ooo-ooo-ooo Good morning, your Highness Ooo-ooo-ooo I brought you your snow shoes “Why Don’t You Like Me” (Broadway the Hard Way, 1988)

"I thing you're a jerk! I'm moving from you!" "Make me a sandwich." "Moving to Venice.” "I'll be black." (! What?) "He's still white, Jim . . . " I hate my mother I hate my father I AM my sister . . . And Jermaine is a negro! A NEGRO! A NEGRO! A NEGRO! "I thought he looked good -- what happened to you?" "Please read this pamphlet." [Set to the tune of “Tell Me You Love Me” (Zappa); "I'm so BAD!" includes quotes from Marche Funebre (Chopin) and Billie Jean (Jackson)] You take the monkey, I'll take the llama, We'll have a party: get me a Pepsi -- Michael is Janet, Janet is Michael -- "He's white, Jim . . . " I'm so confused now -- Who is Diana? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? He's oxygenated Why don't you like me? His nose is deflated Am I really that bad? And he thinks he looks good to you HE'S BAD, HE'S BAD, HE'S BAD He thinks he looks good to you

“Why Don’t You Like Me” (Broadway the Hard Way, 1988)

IKE: Oh, I'm sorry . . . FZ: This is supposed to be the part where I... name people who are not... related in any particular way to... Michael Jackson... so... oh, let's see now, who could it be... uh... What's your name...? His name is Bob? Bob is not the illegitimate son of Michael Jackson, take it from me... Billy Jean is not Mr. Bob Arnold Silvestri . . . (Ha ha ha ha!) Billy Jean is not Arnold Silvestri Jean Kirkpatrick . . . Billy Jean is not Kirkpatrick Lando Calrissian . . . Gimme oxygene Gimme oxygene Gimme oxygene Box o' turds FZ: That's right, a box o' turds! Sex in the Project/Object

§ (e.g., Suzy Creamcheese) § The Blow Job § “Dinah-Moe Humm” (Over-Nite Sensation)

§ “Ms. Pinky” (Zoot Alures) § “I Promise Not to Come in Your Mouth” (Zappa in New York)

§ “” (Sheik Yerbouti) § “Keep it Greasey” (Joe’s Garage, Thing-Fish) § “SEX” (Man from Utopia)

§ “G-Spot Tornado” (, ) “Dinah-Moe Humm” (Over-Nite Sensation, 1973)

I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb An' applied rotation on her sugar plum

I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm, Dinah-Moe Humm Dinah-Moe Humm Dinah-Moe Humm Where's this Dinah-Moe comin' from? I done spent three hours an' I ain't got a crumb From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe From the Dinah-Moe Humm I couldn't say where she's comin' from, Got a spot that gets me hot, ow! But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm An' you ain't been to it (No no no no!) She stroll on over, say: "Look here, bum, Got a spot that gets me hot, ow! I got a forty-dollar bill say you can't make me cum An' you ain't been to it Y'jes can't do it" (No no no!) Got a spot that gets me hot She made a bet with her sister, who's a little bit dumb But you ain't been to it She could prove it any time all men was scum (No no no no no!) Got a spot that gets me hot I don't mind that she called me a bum, But you ain't been to it But I knew right away she was really gonna cum So I got down to it “Dinah-Moe Humm” (Over-Nite Sensation, 1973)

'Cause I can't get into it unless I get out of it So I pulled on her hair An' I gotta get out of it before I get into it Got her legs in the air 'Cause I never get into it unless I get out of it An' asked if she had any cooties on there An' I gotta be out of it to get myself into it "Whaddya mean, cooties!? No cooties on me!" She looked over at me with a glazed eye And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area She was buns-up kneelin' And she said: "Just get me wasted an' you're half-way there (Buns up!) 'Cause if my mind's tore up then my body don't care” I was wheelin' an dealin' (Wheelin' an' dealin' an' ooooh!) I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin an' said: "My, my, my She surrender to the feelin' What sort of thing might this lady get high upon?” (Sweetly surrendered) An' she started in to squealin' I checked out her sister, who was holdin' the bet An' wondered what kind of trip the young lady was on Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red The forty-dollar bill didn't matter no more Some drool rollin' down from the edge of her chin When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor While she spied the condition her sister was in She said: "Dinah-Moe might win the bet But she could use a little ______if I wasn't done yet" She quivered 'n quaked an' clutched at herself While her sister made a joke about her mental health I told her: 'Till Dinah-Moe finally did give in "Just because the sun want a place in the sky But I told her all she really needed was some discipline No reason to assume I wouldn't give her a try" Kiss my aura... Dora... M-M-M... it's real Angora Would y'all like some more-a?

“Dinah-Moe Humm” (Over-Nite Sensation, 1973)

Right here on the floor-a? I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb An' how 'bout you, Fauna? An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm Y'wanna? Some Dinah-Moe Humm Dinah-Moe Humm MMM... sound like you're chokin' on somethin' Dinah-Moe Humm Did you say you want some more? Dinah-Moe Well, here's some more... Dinah-Moe Some Dinah-Moe (Oh, baby...) An' a little Dinah-Moe An' some Dinah-Moe Oh, sure... look, An' some Dinah-Moe D'you think I could interest you An' some Dinah-Moe In a pair of zircon encrusted tweezers? An' a little Dinah-Moe An' some Dinah-Moe MMM... tweezers! An' some Dinah-Moe Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em... An' some Dinah-Moe Gimme your lighter... An' a Dinah-Moe again An' Dinah-Moe I couldn't say where she's coming' from An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm An' Dinah-Moe Kiss my aura, Dinah She stroll on over, say: "Look here, bum, I got a forty-dollar bill say you can't make me cum Y'jes can't do it" I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb An' applied rotation on her sugar plum

Drugs and Alcohol in the Project/Object

§ Addressed in numerous interviews, and in The Real Frank Zappa Book.

§ “America Drinks and Goes Home” ()

§ “Dummy Up” (Roxy and Elsewhere)

§ “Cocaine Decisions” (Man From Utopia)

§ “Charlie’s Enormous Mouth” ()

Link “Charlie’s Enormous Mouth” (You Are What You Is, 1981)

Charlie's enormous mouth, well, it's awright The girl got a very large mouth, but it's awright She got lips all around the hole Where she puts her food in They call it THE MOUTH They call it THE MOUTH They call it THE MOUTH Which is as good a place as any for a tongue To include in, that's why They call it THE MOUTH They call it THE MOUTH They call it THE MOUTH La la la la la la la La la la la la la la Charlie's enormous mouth, well, it's awright (Kinda young Kinda wow . . . ) The girl got a very large mouth, but it's awright Her teeth look okay Charlie's enormous nose, well, it's all white She must be brushin' 'em quite a bit The girl got a very large nose but it's all white 'Course her mouth is extra large She once was okay 'N we can only assume as to how But she's been blowin' it quite a bit She's been usin' it 'Course her friends are extra large 'N we can only assume as to how She's been choosin' it

“Charlie’s Enormous Mouth” (You Are What You Is, 1981)

La la la la la la la La la la la la la la (Kinda young Kinda dead . . . ) Charlie's disgusting brain, well, it's all black The girl got a very dead brain, it won't come back She used to convey But then she took an extra hit 'Course her friends are extra dumb 'N they were terribly excited while they Watched her doin' it

Charlie's disgusting brain, well it's all black The girl got a very dead brain, it won't come back Charlie's enormous nose, well, it's all white She got dirt all around the hole The girl got a very large nose, but it's all white Where they dumped her box in She got stuff all around the hole They call it THE GRAVE Where she puts her spoon in They call it THE GRAVE They call it THE NOSE They call it THE GRAVE They call it THE NOSE Which is as good a place as any for a They call it THE NOSE Chump to repose in . . . that's why they And when it finally rots away I guess you'd Call it THE GRAVE Prob'ly drive a truck in . . . they used to They call it THE GRAVE Call it THE NOSE They call it THE GRAVE . . . They called it THE NOSE They called it THE