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Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) |
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Steve vai (guitar) |
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Ray white (guitar, vocals) |
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Tommy mars (keyboards) |
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Chuck wild (piano) |
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Arthur barrow (bass) |
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Scott thunes (bass) |
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Jay anderson (string bass) |
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Ed mann (percussion) |
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Chad wackerman (drums) |
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Ike willis (vocals) |
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Terry bozzio (vocals) |
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Dale bozzio (vocals) |
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Napoleon murphy brock (vocals) |
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Bob harris (vocals) |
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Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals) |
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Thing-fish: |
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Once upon a time, musta been 'round october, few years back, in one o' dose top secret lab-motories de gubbnint keep stashed away underneath virginia, an evil prince, occasion'ly employed as a p |
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Ime theatrical criticizer set to woikin' on a plot fo de systematic genocidical remove'lance of all unwanted highly-rhythmic individj'lls an' sissy-boys! |
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De cocksucker done whiffed up a secret potium... an' right 'long wid it, de atrocious idea dat what he been boilin' up down deahhhh jes' mights be de final solutium to de white main's 'boidennn' |
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Yo' acquire my drift... |
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Well, he were sure he had a good thing goin'... but, dere was always de possobility dat somethin' might **** up, so, he planned to have a little test, jes' to check it all out befo' he dump't it |
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E wattuh supply. |
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Sho'tly denafter, wit high-level gubnint co-robberatium, he arranged to have a good-will visit to san quentim, 'long wit some country-westin mu- zishnin's, 'n sprinkle a little bit of it on some |
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E boys in deahhh (since dey done used a few of 'em befo' when dey was messin' wit de zyph'liss). |
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So, heah dey come wit de potium, dump'nit all in de mash potatoes! |
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Den dey wen' up to de warden's office fo' some hot toddy, watchin' a little football while dey's waitin' to see what gone happen! |
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Fact o' de matter were: nothin' happened, so dey went off'n dribbled it in a special shipnint of galoot co-log-nuh dat went out 'bouts november! |
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Next thing y'know, fagnits be droppin' off like flies...'long wit a large number of severely-tanned individj'lls, pre-zumnably of hay'chen extrakment! |
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But not the boys in the rest home! oh no! mixing the shit with the mash potatoes done smoothed it out a little, so's it wouldn't kill your ass, but, it sho' would make you ugly! 'n ef you was already ugly |
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D make yo ass mean 'n ugly...'n ef you was already mean 'n ugly, it'd turn ya into a strange, unknown kreetchuh, never befo' seen on broadway!^lthass right! it'd turn ya' into a 'mammy nun'! hea |
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E a potato...lips like a duck...big ol' hands, puffin' up! big ones! science! me-jev'l re-lij-mus costumery all over yo' body! yow! oh yeah! mmmm-hmmm! |