歌曲 | The Massive Improve'lence |
歌手 | Frank Zappa |
专辑 | Thing-Fish |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Zappa | |
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) | |
Steve vai (guitar) | |
Ray white (guitar, vocals) | |
Tommy mars (keyboards) | |
Chuck wild (piano) | |
Arthur barrow (bass) | |
Scott thunes (bass) | |
Jay anderson (string bass) | |
Ed mann (percussion) | |
Chad wackerman (drums) | |
Ike willis (vocals) | |
Terry bozzio (vocals) | |
Dale bozzio (vocals) | |
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals) | |
Bob harris (vocals) | |
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals) | |
Thing-fish: (to the rubber girl) | |
Hmmm! dat quite a massive improve'lence, dahlin'! jes' a few moments ago you was well on yo' way to bein' severely ugly! now, thoo de magik o' stagekraff, de blubulence of yo' blobulence done re | |
Cated to a respectumal reclusium! yow! science! | |
(to harry & rhonda) | |
Ef y'all don't minds me sayin' so, i b'lieves it's 'bout time fo yo pathetical miniaturized replicas to fall in love! after all...dis lil' sucker already been fulla glue, homo-sectional extru- s | |
'n army food...nothin' left fo' him to do, 'cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh! | |
'membuh, we's on broadway! mutha****er be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...'n some titty too, ef dey can git it, so, les' get y'all in positium heah, 'n get dis silly busines | |
R wit! y'all's takin' too goddam long to grow up in ermerica! | |
Harry-as-a-boy: | |
I suppose you're right, mr. thing-fish, but you'll have to admit...this is a rather awkward situation! | |
Harry: | |
That's right! stage-craft is one thing, but this is ridiculous! where did that stimulating little replica come from anyway? | |
Rhonda: | |
That's a good question, harry! don't let him wiggle out of it! hound him mercifullessly until you receive a suitable answer! | |
Harry: | |
Now, just hold yourself in abeyance, rhonda! i'll handle this! look here, 'mr. potato-head', what's the meaning of all this? do you realize what you're asking my replica to do? do you expect him | |
Iterally fall in love in front of all these people...with that artificial rhonda over there? | |
Thing-fish: | |
Do de pope shit in de woods? | |
Harry: | |
Now, just hold on there, buddy! let's be serious! the toilet training of exalted religious personalities is not our primary topic of discussion! | |
Rhonda: | |
Harry, that's wonderful! the way you're just rearing up on your hind legs like that! that's terrific! so what if you suck a little cock every once in a while! that's terrific! | |
Thing-fish: (to harry) | |
Look heahhh, sweetheart, they's somethin' fishy gwine on...all i's wantin' to do is get de romantic in'trust out de way so we can git back to de evil prince, 'n see what de **** we gone do 'bout | |
! de way you's givin' me de lip, lead me to infer a subterior motivatium! | |
Harry: (singing) | |
I want a nun! | |
I want a nun! | |
I want a burro, | |
In the frosty light! | |
Thing-fish: | |
You want a nun? de boy want a nun? what de **** kinda nun you want? | |
Harry: (singing) | |
I can't seem to make up my mind! | |
Something about mammys | |
Seems so sublime... | |
That's the broadway word | |
Used when they rhyme | |
A song about love! | |
Thing-fish: | |
But, on broadway, it's a new day! ain'tcha hoid? yo' unrequired desirin's be mo' suited to de zomby-folk up in de evil prince's lab-mo-to-rium! | |
Harry: (whimpering) | |
Don't make fun of me...please! i know i'm not the most desirable kind of fellow a 'mammy nun' could choose for intimate companionship...but...but... gosh-darn-it, i'd try...i'd really try to mak | |
Happy! | |
Rhonda: | |
Harry...you are...a worm...a disgusting worm! you wormmmmmm! you are nothing but a wormmmmmmmmmmmm! | |
Thing-fish: | |
Boy obviously got hisseff a provlum! would y'all like to use my nakkin' one mo' time? | |
Harry: | |
Oh, yes! yes! give me...your...how do you say it? 'nay'kin'? oh! | |
Harry-as-a-boy: | |
I think this is going too far, mr. thing-fish! i haven't even had a chance to fall in love, or to grow to maturity yet! the artificial rhonda is pining away for my wholesome companionship, just | |
There! this isn't right! you're letting everything get all out of sequence! | |
Thing-fish: | |
Whoa! i gots yo' 'sequence' hangin', boy! get outs de way! cain't y'see dat de mizzable cock-sucker you ultimately gwine become done fell in love wit' a 'mammy nun'! awright, which one idit, swe | |
Rt? | |
Harry: | |
I...i...can't seem to make up my mind...you're all so...masterful! so sensuous...you're so incredibly talented! | |
Rhonda: | |
...a wor-r-r-r-r-mmmmmmmmmm! you are a ****ing wor-r-r-r-r-r-r-mmmmmmmmm! | |
Thing-fish: | |
Makes up yo' mind, dahlin'! we ain't gots all night heahhh! intromissium be comin' up putty quick! folks be headin' on out to de lobby fo' dem mash potatoes we tole 'em 'bout earlier! | |
Harry-as-a-boy: | |
I insist on falling in love, right now, this very moment, and i don't care what you do with him... | |
Thing-fish: | |
Go 'head on den...go git yo' deflateable bitch ovuh deah! judgin' fum all de fuss, you ain't in much better shape den de large economy size been clutchin' at my nakkin! | |
We gots a love song (jes' yo' type), bridgin' de conceptiumal gap between what you is, what you think you is, what we think you is, what you is gonna be, 'n also what yo' rubberized madonna be s | |
At remindin' me of! | |
Sister ob'dewlla 'x', gather de mo' sensitive mammys together fo' harmonicizatiumal purposes, while de ones with de m.b.a.'s hit de lobby 'n sell some shit, 'fo de customers over-run yo' ass! me | |
Le, lil' guy, go get yo' rubber girl 'n esspress yo-seff! |
zuo ci : Zappa | |
Frank zappa guitar, synclavier | |
Steve vai guitar | |
Ray white guitar, vocals | |
Tommy mars keyboards | |
Chuck wild piano | |
Arthur barrow bass | |
Scott thunes bass | |
Jay anderson string bass | |
Ed mann percussion | |
Chad wackerman drums | |
Ike willis vocals | |
Terry bozzio vocals | |
Dale bozzio vocals | |
Napoleon murphy brock vocals | |
Bob harris vocals | |
Johnny " guitar" watson vocals | |
Thingfish: to the rubber girl | |
Hmmm! dat quite a massive improve' lence, dahlin'! jes' a few moments ago you was well on yo' way to bein' severely ugly! now, thoo de magik o' stagekraff, de blubulence of yo' blobulence done re | |
Cated to a respectumal reclusium! yow! science! | |
to harry rhonda | |
Ef y' all don' t minds me sayin' so, i b' lieves it' s ' bout time fo yo pathetical miniaturized replicas to fall in love! after all... dis lil' sucker already been fulla glue, homosectional extru s | |
' n army food... nothin' left fo' him to do, ' cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh! | |
' membuh, we' s on broadway! mutha er be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...' n some titty too, ef dey can git it, so, les' get y' all in positium heah, ' n get dis silly busines | |
R wit! y' all' s takin' too goddam long to grow up in ermerica! | |
Harryasaboy: | |
I suppose you' re right, mr. thingfish, but you' ll have to admit... this is a rather awkward situation! | |
Harry: | |
That' s right! stagecraft is one thing, but this is ridiculous! where did that stimulating little replica come from anyway? | |
Rhonda: | |
That' s a good question, harry! don' t let him wiggle out of it! hound him mercifullessly until you receive a suitable answer! | |
Harry: | |
Now, just hold yourself in abeyance, rhonda! i' ll handle this! look here, ' mr. potatohead', what' s the meaning of all this? do you realize what you' re asking my replica to do? do you expect him | |
Iterally fall in love in front of all these people... with that artificial rhonda over there? | |
Thingfish: | |
Do de pope shit in de woods? | |
Harry: | |
Now, just hold on there, buddy! let' s be serious! the toilet training of exalted religious personalities is not our primary topic of discussion! | |
Rhonda: | |
Harry, that' s wonderful! the way you' re just rearing up on your hind legs like that! that' s terrific! so what if you suck a little cock every once in a while! that' s terrific! | |
Thingfish: to harry | |
Look heahhh, sweetheart, they' s somethin' fishy gwine on... all i' s wantin' to do is get de romantic in' trust out de way so we can git back to de evil prince, ' n see what de we gone do ' bout | |
! de way you' s givin' me de lip, lead me to infer a subterior motivatium! | |
Harry: singing | |
I want a nun! | |
I want a nun! | |
I want a burro, | |
In the frosty light! | |
Thingfish: | |
You want a nun? de boy want a nun? what de kinda nun you want? | |
Harry: singing | |
I can' t seem to make up my mind! | |
Something about mammys | |
Seems so sublime... | |
That' s the broadway word | |
Used when they rhyme | |
A song about love! | |
Thingfish: | |
But, on broadway, it' s a new day! ain' tcha hoid? yo' unrequired desirin' s be mo' suited to de zombyfolk up in de evil prince' s labmotorium! | |
Harry: whimpering | |
Don' t make fun of me... please! i know i' m not the most desirable kind of fellow a ' mammy nun' could choose for intimate companionship... but... but... goshdarnit, i' d try... i' d really try to mak | |
Happy! | |
Rhonda: | |
Harry... you are... a worm... a disgusting worm! you wormmmmmm! you are nothing but a wormmmmmmmmmmmm! | |
Thingfish: | |
Boy obviously got hisseff a provlum! would y' all like to use my nakkin' one mo' time? | |
Harry: | |
Oh, yes! yes! give me... your... how do you say it? ' nay' kin'? oh! | |
Harryasaboy: | |
I think this is going too far, mr. thingfish! i haven' t even had a chance to fall in love, or to grow to maturity yet! the artificial rhonda is pining away for my wholesome companionship, just | |
There! this isn' t right! you' re letting everything get all out of sequence! | |
Thingfish: | |
Whoa! i gots yo' ' sequence' hangin', boy! get outs de way! cain' t y' see dat de mizzable cocksucker you ultimately gwine become done fell in love wit' a ' mammy nun'! awright, which one idit, swe | |
Rt? | |
Harry: | |
I... i... can' t seem to make up my mind... you' re all so... masterful! so sensuous... you' re so incredibly talented! | |
Rhonda: | |
... a worrrrrmmmmmmmmmm! you are a ing worrrrrrrmmmmmmmmm! | |
Thingfish: | |
Makes up yo' mind, dahlin'! we ain' t gots all night heahhh! intromissium be comin' up putty quick! folks be headin' on out to de lobby fo' dem mash potatoes we tole ' em ' bout earlier! | |
Harryasaboy: | |
I insist on falling in love, right now, this very moment, and i don' t care what you do with him... | |
Thingfish: | |
Go ' head on den... go git yo' deflateable bitch ovuh deah! judgin' fum all de fuss, you ain' t in much better shape den de large economy size been clutchin' at my nakkin! | |
We gots a love song jes' yo' type, bridgin' de conceptiumal gap between what you is, what you think you is, what we think you is, what you is gonna be, ' n also what yo' rubberized madonna be s | |
At remindin' me of! | |
Sister ob' dewlla ' x', gather de mo' sensitive mammys together fo' harmonicizatiumal purposes, while de ones with de m. b. a.' s hit de lobby ' n sell some shit, ' fo de customers overrun yo' ass! me | |
Le, lil' guy, go get yo' rubber girl ' n esspress yoseff! |
zuò cí : Zappa | |
Frank zappa guitar, synclavier | |
Steve vai guitar | |
Ray white guitar, vocals | |
Tommy mars keyboards | |
Chuck wild piano | |
Arthur barrow bass | |
Scott thunes bass | |
Jay anderson string bass | |
Ed mann percussion | |
Chad wackerman drums | |
Ike willis vocals | |
Terry bozzio vocals | |
Dale bozzio vocals | |
Napoleon murphy brock vocals | |
Bob harris vocals | |
Johnny " guitar" watson vocals | |
Thingfish: to the rubber girl | |
Hmmm! dat quite a massive improve' lence, dahlin'! jes' a few moments ago you was well on yo' way to bein' severely ugly! now, thoo de magik o' stagekraff, de blubulence of yo' blobulence done re | |
Cated to a respectumal reclusium! yow! science! | |
to harry rhonda | |
Ef y' all don' t minds me sayin' so, i b' lieves it' s ' bout time fo yo pathetical miniaturized replicas to fall in love! after all... dis lil' sucker already been fulla glue, homosectional extru s | |
' n army food... nothin' left fo' him to do, ' cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh! | |
' membuh, we' s on broadway! mutha er be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...' n some titty too, ef dey can git it, so, les' get y' all in positium heah, ' n get dis silly busines | |
R wit! y' all' s takin' too goddam long to grow up in ermerica! | |
Harryasaboy: | |
I suppose you' re right, mr. thingfish, but you' ll have to admit... this is a rather awkward situation! | |
Harry: | |
That' s right! stagecraft is one thing, but this is ridiculous! where did that stimulating little replica come from anyway? | |
Rhonda: | |
That' s a good question, harry! don' t let him wiggle out of it! hound him mercifullessly until you receive a suitable answer! | |
Harry: | |
Now, just hold yourself in abeyance, rhonda! i' ll handle this! look here, ' mr. potatohead', what' s the meaning of all this? do you realize what you' re asking my replica to do? do you expect him | |
Iterally fall in love in front of all these people... with that artificial rhonda over there? | |
Thingfish: | |
Do de pope shit in de woods? | |
Harry: | |
Now, just hold on there, buddy! let' s be serious! the toilet training of exalted religious personalities is not our primary topic of discussion! | |
Rhonda: | |
Harry, that' s wonderful! the way you' re just rearing up on your hind legs like that! that' s terrific! so what if you suck a little cock every once in a while! that' s terrific! | |
Thingfish: to harry | |
Look heahhh, sweetheart, they' s somethin' fishy gwine on... all i' s wantin' to do is get de romantic in' trust out de way so we can git back to de evil prince, ' n see what de we gone do ' bout | |
! de way you' s givin' me de lip, lead me to infer a subterior motivatium! | |
Harry: singing | |
I want a nun! | |
I want a nun! | |
I want a burro, | |
In the frosty light! | |
Thingfish: | |
You want a nun? de boy want a nun? what de kinda nun you want? | |
Harry: singing | |
I can' t seem to make up my mind! | |
Something about mammys | |
Seems so sublime... | |
That' s the broadway word | |
Used when they rhyme | |
A song about love! | |
Thingfish: | |
But, on broadway, it' s a new day! ain' tcha hoid? yo' unrequired desirin' s be mo' suited to de zombyfolk up in de evil prince' s labmotorium! | |
Harry: whimpering | |
Don' t make fun of me... please! i know i' m not the most desirable kind of fellow a ' mammy nun' could choose for intimate companionship... but... but... goshdarnit, i' d try... i' d really try to mak | |
Happy! | |
Rhonda: | |
Harry... you are... a worm... a disgusting worm! you wormmmmmm! you are nothing but a wormmmmmmmmmmmm! | |
Thingfish: | |
Boy obviously got hisseff a provlum! would y' all like to use my nakkin' one mo' time? | |
Harry: | |
Oh, yes! yes! give me... your... how do you say it? ' nay' kin'? oh! | |
Harryasaboy: | |
I think this is going too far, mr. thingfish! i haven' t even had a chance to fall in love, or to grow to maturity yet! the artificial rhonda is pining away for my wholesome companionship, just | |
There! this isn' t right! you' re letting everything get all out of sequence! | |
Thingfish: | |
Whoa! i gots yo' ' sequence' hangin', boy! get outs de way! cain' t y' see dat de mizzable cocksucker you ultimately gwine become done fell in love wit' a ' mammy nun'! awright, which one idit, swe | |
Rt? | |
Harry: | |
I... i... can' t seem to make up my mind... you' re all so... masterful! so sensuous... you' re so incredibly talented! | |
Rhonda: | |
... a worrrrrmmmmmmmmmm! you are a ing worrrrrrrmmmmmmmmm! | |
Thingfish: | |
Makes up yo' mind, dahlin'! we ain' t gots all night heahhh! intromissium be comin' up putty quick! folks be headin' on out to de lobby fo' dem mash potatoes we tole ' em ' bout earlier! | |
Harryasaboy: | |
I insist on falling in love, right now, this very moment, and i don' t care what you do with him... | |
Thingfish: | |
Go ' head on den... go git yo' deflateable bitch ovuh deah! judgin' fum all de fuss, you ain' t in much better shape den de large economy size been clutchin' at my nakkin! | |
We gots a love song jes' yo' type, bridgin' de conceptiumal gap between what you is, what you think you is, what we think you is, what you is gonna be, ' n also what yo' rubberized madonna be s | |
At remindin' me of! | |
Sister ob' dewlla ' x', gather de mo' sensitive mammys together fo' harmonicizatiumal purposes, while de ones with de m. b. a.' s hit de lobby ' n sell some shit, ' fo de customers overrun yo' ass! me | |
Le, lil' guy, go get yo' rubber girl ' n esspress yoseff! |