Songtekst:
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom Fowler (bass)
Ruth Underwood (percussion)
Jeff Simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don Preston (synthesizer)
Bruce Fowler (trombone)
Walt Fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph Humphrey (drums)
Chester Thompson (drums)
Debbie (background vocals)
Lynn (background vocals)
Robert Camarena (background vocals)
Sunrise
Get up in the mornin'
You know, I dig this mornin'
The sun is shinin' bright
I'm gonna get outside
Gonna wash my face
Grab my hat
Put it on my head
I take a walk downtown
Yeah Because I feel so-oh good
I think I'm gonna take a walk downtown
Hey! Sunrise!
Wo!
Somethin' I never seen before
Been walkin' down the street every day
Nobody like you ever passed my way
Maybe it must be too much sun
Couldn't be my hat, must be too much
Wait a minute! Is that you?
What's that?What, what's that?
What, what's that?What?
Dummy Up
What is that?
I know what that is, I know what that is
I bet you that's a restaurant menu
Let me see!Let me see!
Not only do you get the Desenex burger
What?
Not onlythe Desenex burger
Well you are in for a real treat, Jim
Wait a minuteI think I like that dance better than
What are you talkin' about, creep?
What I'm talkin' about is you've been in this killer fog down here too long
What?
You need somethin' to get up and go to school with
Wait a minute, you're not talkin' to an old fool now,
You know I wasn't born yesterday!
Heh heh heh!
Wait a minute
I like that little dance you were doin' there
(Jeff Simmons tries to corrupt Napoleon Murphy Brock by showing him a lewd dance and suggesting that he'd smoke a high-school diploma)
Hey! Wait a minute!
Hey this, this stuff
I never seen one of these beforethat's not a menu
This stuff is expensive
What is that?
You shoot it, you'll conserve all winter
I do what?
It lasts longer
(Not only do you get the Desenex burger)
Now come on, try it
No, no
It's really good
No Smoke THAT?!
Have I ever lied to you?
Have I ever seen you before?
I don't, I don't even know you!
Look
I don't even know what that is!
And you're drivin' me to smoke it?!
Just before, we smoked the tapes that you made
Smoked the tapes?
Smoked the tapes of your group
I think I'm with the damned
You can really get off
Let's try a joint of this
A what?
A joint
You mean this kinda joint?
No man!
Where you been in livin'?Reseda?
No, San Jose
(The evil dope pusher is cutting up a white gym sock, Formerly owned by Carl Zappa and still damp The shredded sock will be placed inside of a high-school diploma And ignited with a sulphur-preparation His first taste of big city life!)
That's okay, wait
Hey! The roach of this is really gonna be good, so I'll
Have mercy!
What do you do with that thing?
WHAT DO YOU DO WITH THAT THING? YEAH!
Wait a minute!
Wait a minute!
Wait a minute!
What do you do with that thing?
I wanna know!
Wait a minute!
(Now the next step of this operation: The evil corrupter of youth is going to take him from Step One, Which is a mere high-school diploma stuffed with a gym sock, To Step Two, Which is a college-degree stuffed with absolutely nothing at all Smoke that and it'll really get you out there!)
I still don't feel as good as I felt this mornin'yeah yeah
(You'll grow out of it)
DUMMY UP!
I heard it again, somebody said
You see this?
Wait a minute!
College!
College!
That's college-rhythm
You mean if I smoke that, it's the same as this,
As if I was at college?
Roll it on up!
Roll it on up!
Roll it on up!
Give me that!
No no, the college degree is stuffed with absolutely nothing at all
You get, you get nothing with your college-degree
But that's what I want!
I forgot, I'm sorry
Well, if you get nothin', well that's what I want
(A true Zen saying: Nothing is what I want The results of a higher education)
George Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom Fowler (bass)
Ruth Underwood (percussion)
Jeff Simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don Preston (synthesizer)
Bruce Fowler (trombone)
Walt Fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph Humphrey (drums)
Chester Thompson (drums)
Debbie (background vocals)
Lynn (background vocals)
Robert Camarena (background vocals)
Sunrise
Get up in the mornin'
You know, I dig this mornin'
The sun is shinin' bright
I'm gonna get outside
Gonna wash my face
Grab my hat
Put it on my head
I take a walk downtown
Yeah Because I feel so-oh good
I think I'm gonna take a walk downtown
Hey! Sunrise!
Wo!
Somethin' I never seen before
Been walkin' down the street every day
Nobody like you ever passed my way
Maybe it must be too much sun
Couldn't be my hat, must be too much
Wait a minute! Is that you?
What's that?What, what's that?
What, what's that?What?
Dummy Up
What is that?
I know what that is, I know what that is
I bet you that's a restaurant menu
Let me see!Let me see!
Not only do you get the Desenex burger
What?
Not onlythe Desenex burger
Well you are in for a real treat, Jim
Wait a minuteI think I like that dance better than
What are you talkin' about, creep?
What I'm talkin' about is you've been in this killer fog down here too long
What?
You need somethin' to get up and go to school with
Wait a minute, you're not talkin' to an old fool now,
You know I wasn't born yesterday!
Heh heh heh!
Wait a minute
I like that little dance you were doin' there
(Jeff Simmons tries to corrupt Napoleon Murphy Brock by showing him a lewd dance and suggesting that he'd smoke a high-school diploma)
Hey! Wait a minute!
Hey this, this stuff
I never seen one of these beforethat's not a menu
This stuff is expensive
What is that?
You shoot it, you'll conserve all winter
I do what?
It lasts longer
(Not only do you get the Desenex burger)
Now come on, try it
No, no
It's really good
No Smoke THAT?!
Have I ever lied to you?
Have I ever seen you before?
I don't, I don't even know you!
Look
I don't even know what that is!
And you're drivin' me to smoke it?!
Just before, we smoked the tapes that you made
Smoked the tapes?
Smoked the tapes of your group
I think I'm with the damned
You can really get off
Let's try a joint of this
A what?
A joint
You mean this kinda joint?
No man!
Where you been in livin'?Reseda?
No, San Jose
(The evil dope pusher is cutting up a white gym sock, Formerly owned by Carl Zappa and still damp The shredded sock will be placed inside of a high-school diploma And ignited with a sulphur-preparation His first taste of big city life!)
That's okay, wait
Hey! The roach of this is really gonna be good, so I'll
Have mercy!
What do you do with that thing?
WHAT DO YOU DO WITH THAT THING? YEAH!
Wait a minute!
Wait a minute!
Wait a minute!
What do you do with that thing?
I wanna know!
Wait a minute!
(Now the next step of this operation: The evil corrupter of youth is going to take him from Step One, Which is a mere high-school diploma stuffed with a gym sock, To Step Two, Which is a college-degree stuffed with absolutely nothing at all Smoke that and it'll really get you out there!)
I still don't feel as good as I felt this mornin'yeah yeah
(You'll grow out of it)
DUMMY UP!
I heard it again, somebody said
You see this?
Wait a minute!
College!
College!
That's college-rhythm
You mean if I smoke that, it's the same as this,
As if I was at college?
Roll it on up!
Roll it on up!
Roll it on up!
Give me that!
No no, the college degree is stuffed with absolutely nothing at all
You get, you get nothing with your college-degree
But that's what I want!
I forgot, I'm sorry
Well, if you get nothin', well that's what I want
(A true Zen saying: Nothing is what I want The results of a higher education)
