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frank zappa - flakes [saarbrucken 1978] lyrics

flakes! flakes!
flakes! flakes!

they don’t do no good
they never be workin’ when they oughta should
they waste your time
they’re wastin’ mine
california’s got the most of them
boy, they got a host of them

swear t’ god they got the most
at every business on the coast
swear t’ god they got the most
at every business on the coast
they got the flakes

flakes! flakes!

they can’t fix yer brakes
you ask ’em, “where’s my motor?”
“well it was eaten by snakes . . .”
you can stab ‘n shoot ‘n spit
but they won’t be fixin’ it
they’re lyin’ an’ lazy
they can be drivin’ you crazy

swear t’ god they got the most
at every business on the coast
swear t’ god they got the most
at every business on the coast
(take it away, bob . . .)

i asked just as nice as i could
if my job would
somehow be finished by friday
well, the whole d-mn weekend came ‘n went, frankie
(wanna buy some acid, bob?)
you know what, they didn’t do nothin’
but they charged me double for sunday

well you know no matter what you do
they gonna cheat ‘n rob you
and then they’ll send you a bill
that’ll get your senses reelin’
and if you do not pay
they got computer collectors
can’t even find my harp
that’ll get you so crazy
’til your head’ll go through th’ ceilin’

i’m a moron, ‘n this is my wife
she’s frosting a cake
with a paper knife
all what we got here’s
american made
it’s a little bit cheesy
but it’s nicely displayed
well we don’t get excited when it
crumbles ‘n breaks
we just get on the phone
and call up some flakes
they rush on over
‘n wreck it some more
‘n we are so dumb
they’re linin’ up at our door
well, my toilet went crazy
yesterday afternoon
the plumber he says
“never flush a tampoon! ”
this great information
cost me half a week’s pay
and the toilet blew up
later on the next day-ay-eee-ay
blew up the next day
woo-ooo

we are millions ‘n millions
we’re coming to get you
we’re protected by unions
so don’t let it upset you
can’t escape the conclusion
it’s probably god’s will
that civilization
will grind to a standstill
and we are the people
who will make it all happen
while yer children is sleepin’
yer puppy is cr-ppin’
you might call us flakes
or something else you might coin us
we know you’re so greedy
that you’ll probably join us

we’re comin to get you, we’re comin to get you
we’re comin to get you, we’re comin to get you
we’re comin to get you, we’re comin to get you
we’re comin to get you, we’re comin to get you…

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