Buffalo
Live - 1 aprile 2007 - Debaser id 409976

Frank Zappa (guitar)
Ian Underwood (electric alto with wah-wah pedal)
Don "Sugar Cane" Harris (organ)
Max Bennet (bass)
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)

(Instrumental)

Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike Willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray White (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob Harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve Vai (guitar)
Tommy Mars (keyboards)
Arthur Barrow (bass)
Ed Mann (percussion)
David Ocker (clarinet, bass clarinet)
Motorhead Sherwood (tenor saxophone, vocals)
Denny Walley (slide guitar, vocals)
David Logeman (drums)
Craig Steward (harmonica)
Jimmy Carl Black (vocals)
Ahmet Zappa (vocals)
Moon Zappa (vocals)

Hey, they're really dancin'
They're on auto-destruct
On the floor
On the pipe
Bouncin' off-a the wall
Hey, the people here are really
Tearin' it up
On the side
In the back
By the front of the stage

They ain't really crazy
You can take it from me
I should know
'Cause I go
Every time I'm in town

If you never tried it
Lemme straighten you out
It's the best kinda place
To unfasten yerself

MUDD CLUB
All the way downtown
MUDD CLUB
They ain't messin' around
Just turn to the left 'n look around
It's there somewhere
If you ain't found it, better
Hurry up
The folks down there's on auto-destruct
And so can you be too
(Fact of the matter
it's made for you...)
Try it on a Saturday 'bout four o'clock in
the mornin'
Or even on a Monday at midnight
When there's just a few of them
Fabulous Poodles
Doin' the Peppermint Twist for real

In black sack dresses with nine inch heels
And then a guy with a blue mohawk comes in

In Serious Leather...
(And all the rest of whom for which
To whensonever of partially
indeterminate
Bio-chemical degradation
Seek the path to sudsy yellow nozzle
Of their foaming nocturnal
Parametric digital whole-wheat
inter-faith
Geothermal terpsichorean ejectamenta
In Serious Leather...Serious Chains
Then they work the wall
'N work the floor
'N work the pipe
'N work the wall some more
In Serious Leather
In Serious Chains
In Serious Clothing
From when they come downtown

From the ruins of Studio 54
To twist 'n frugg
In an arrogant gesture
To the best of what the 20th Century has
to offer, at the
MUDD CLUB

Al Malkin's down there now
Looking for a Virgin with nice breath...
(Why, maybe it's you...
And you don't even know it!)

Hey, they're really dancin'
They're on auto-destruct
On the floor
On the pipe
Bouncin' off-a the wall

Hey, the people here are really
Tearin' it up
On the side
In the back
By the front of the stage

They ain't really crazy
You can take it from me
I should know
'Cause I go
Every time I'm in town

If you never tried it
Lemme straighten you out
It's the best kinda place
To unfasten yerself

WORK THE WALL
WORK THE FLOOR
WORK THE PIPE
IN SERIOUS PAIN

The Mystery Man came over
An' he said: "I'm outa-sight!"
He said, for a nominal service charge,
I could reach Nirvana t'nite
If I was ready, willing 'n able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs
And devote His Attention to me
But I said . . .
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?)
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me

The Mystery Man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Mystery Robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I thought it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of Afro-dytee
An' the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said:
"You might not believe this, little fella, but it'll cure your Asthma too!"
An' I said . . .
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now what kind of a geroo are you anyway?)
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me
Don't waste yer time . . .

I've got troubles of my own, I said
An' you can't help me out
So take your meditations an' your preparations
An' ram it up yer snout
"BUT I GOT A KRISTL BOL!", he said
An' held it to the light
So I snatched it
All away from him
An' I showed him how to do it right
I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head
So I'd look like I was Deep
I said some Mumbo Jumbos then
An' told him he was goin' to sleep
I robbed his rings
An' pocket watch
An' everything else I found
I had that sucker hypnotized
He couldn't even make a sound
I proceeded to tell him his future then
As long as he was hanging around,
I said
"The price of meat has just gone up
An' yer ol' lady has just gone down . . . "
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho?)
Don't you know,
You could make more money as a butcher,
So don't you waste your time on me
(Don't waste it, don't waste your time on me . . . )
Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm shonty-ohm
SSHONTAY

Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Warren Cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny Walley (slide guitar, vocals)
Ike Willis (lead vocals)
Peter Wolf (keyboards)
Arthur Barrow (bass, vocals)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Vinnie Colaiuta (drums)

Eventually FATHER RILEY B. JONES gets around to JOE with his little case of pre-blessed unguents...

Central Scrutinizer:
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... Poor Joe. He's getting tired from bending over...but we tried to warn him...didn't we? Okay, Joe...you asked for it...here comes The Big One...

Joe: (anointing himself as he sings)
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy

Manx:
Roll it over 'n
grease it down
I'll drive you through
the heart of town

Joe:
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy

Manx:
Roll it over 'n
grease it down
I'll drive you through
the heart of town

JOE (who is still wearing his housewife costume from when he first picked up SY BORG in The Closet) adjusts his little apron to a more advantageous position and sings...

Joe:
Hey, the good women,
they sure has it tough
The good men, well
there ain't enough
All the good girls are
lookin' all the time
Good men is
something that
they can't find
'Cause if they
find one miraculously
They try to be lovin'
as they can be
If they find
one and let him go
Chances are they
might not never find
one no mo'

Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy

Manx:
Roll it over 'n
grease it down
I'll drive you through
the heart of town

Joe:
A good lovin' man
is hardest to find
A good woman needs
to ease her mind
And I know a few that
need to ease it behind
All y'gotta do is
grease it down
'N everything is fine

Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy

Manx:
Roll it over 'n grease
it down
I'll drive you through
the heart of town

Joe:
A girl don't need
No fancy grease
To get herself
Some rump release
Any kind
Of lube'll do
Maybe from another
Part of you
Lube from the North
Lube from the South
Take a little slobber
From the side of
your mouth
From your mouth
From your mouth
From your mouth
From your mouth
Roll it over
Grease it down
Here come that crazy
Screamin' sound...

Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Keep it greasey
so it'll go down easy
Roll it over 'n grease it
down, down, down
Grease it down...
Oh no! Here comes
that screamin' sound
again...

And sure enough the walls of the prison did rever- berate with all sorts of screamin' sounds as lawyers and execs and promo per- sonages all decide to jump on JOE for a spectacular high speed gang-bang leading to...

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)
Peter wolf (keyboards)
Bob harris (keyboards, trumpet, vocals)
Ed mann (percussion)
Arthur barrow (bass, vocals)
Vinnie colaiuta (drums)

Why not come over?
You'll meet my mother
You'll meet my sister
You'll like my brother
Really you will...

Then she said,
I'm learning english
I can say "thank you"
I think I like you
Do you like my band-aid?
I hope you do...

Oh, oh, oh, oh
I am not busy
I'm free to travel
Where are you going?
Maybe you'll take me
I hope you do...

Oh, oh, she asked me
Do you know vinnie?
He used to like me
I speak good english
I'm bathing with peter
Pick me, I'm clean...


Vinnie goes bare-back
Peter goes wet-back
Denny goes way back
Eddie should get back
Pick me I'm clean...

Oh yeah, pick me I'm clean
Oh yeah, check out my band-aid
Oh yeah, pick me I'm clean
Oh yeah, check out my band-aid
Oh yeah, pick me I'm clean
Oh yeah, check out my band-aid
Oh yeah, pick me I'm clean
Oh yeah...

Why not come over?
You'll meet my mother
You'll meet my sister
You'll like my brother
Really you will...

I'm learning english
I can say "thank you"
I think I like you
Do you like my band-aid?
I hope you do...

I am not busy
I'm free to travel
Where are you going?
Maybe you'll take me
I hope you do...

Do you know vinnie?
He used to like me
I speak good english
I'm bathing with peter
Pick me, I'm clean...

City of tiny lites
Don't you wanna go
Hear the tiny auto horns
When they tiny blow
Tiny lightin'
In the storm
Tiny blankets
Keep you warm
Tiny pillows
Tiny sheets
Talkin' bout those tiny cookies
That the peoples eats

City of tiny lites
Maybe you should know
That it's over there
In the tiny dirt somewhere
You can see it any time
When you get the squints
>From your downers and your wine
You're so big
It's so tiny
Every cloud is silver line-y
The great escape for all of you
Tiny is as tiny do
Tiny is as tiny do
Tiny is as tiny do
Tiny is as tiny do

City of tiny lites
Don't you wanna go
Hear the tiny auto horns
When they tiny blow
Tiny lightin'
In the storm
Tiny blankets
Keep you warm
Tiny pillows
Tiny tiny sheets
Talkin' bout them tiny cookies
That the peoples eats
That the peoples eats
That the peoples eats
That the peoples eats

And it's over there
It's over there
It's over there
It's over there

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Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Adrian Belew (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Tommy Mars (keyboards, vocals)
Peter Wolf (keyboards)
Patrick O'Hearn (bass, vocals)
Terry Bozzio (drums, vocals)
Ed Mann (percussion, vocals)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (background vocals)
Andre Lewis (background vocals)
Randy Thornton (background vocals)
Davey Moire (background vocals)