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- Genres:
- Rock
 
- Tags:
- awesome track
- rock progressive
- zappa
 
- See also:
Frank Zappa - The Blue Light lyrics
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)
 Your ethos
 Your pathos
 Your porthos
 Your aramis
 Your brut cologne
 You're writing home
 You are hopeless
 Your hopelessness
 Is rising around you, rising around you
 You like it
 It gives you something to do
 In the day time
 Hey buddy, you need a hobby
 You are tired of moving forward
 You think of the future
 And secretly you piddle your pants
 The puddle of piddle
 Which used to be little
 Is rising around you, rising around you
 You like it
 It gives you something to do
 In the night time
 Oh well, you travel to bars
 You also go to winchell's doughnuts
 And hang out with the highway patrol
 Sometimes you'll go to a pizza place
 You go to shakey's to get that
 American kind of pizza
 That has the ugly, waxey, fake yellow
 Kind of cheese on the top...
 Maybe you'll go to straw hat pizza,
 To get all those artificial ingredients
 That never belonged on a pizza in the first place
 (but the white people really like it...)
 Oh well, you'll go anyplace, you'll do anything
 Oh you'll give me your underpants
 I hope these aren't yours, buddy...
 They're very nice, though
 You go to santa monica boulevard,
 You go to the blue parrotFrank Zappa - The Blue Light - http://motolyrics.com/frank-zappa/the-blue-light-lyrics.html
 No problem, you'll go anyplace
You'll do anything
 Just so you can hang out with the others
 The others just like you
 Afraid of the future
 (death valley days straight ahead)
 The future is scary
 (yes it sure is)
 Well, the puddle is rising
 It smells like the ocean
 A body of water to isolate england
 And also reseda
 The oil in patches
 All over atlantis, atlantis
 You remember atlantis
 Donovan, the guy with the brocade coat
 Used to sing to you about atlantis
 You loved it, you were so involved then
 That's back in the days when you used to
 Smoke a banana
 You would scrape the stuff off the middle
 You would bake it
 You would smoke it
 You even thought you was getting ripped from it
 No problem
 Woop! atlantis, they could really get down there
 The plankton, the krill
 The giant underwater pyramid, the squid decor
 Excuse me, todd
 The big ol' giant underwater door
 The dome, the bubbles, the blue light
 Light, light, light, light
 Light, light, light, light
 Blue light blue light
 The seepage, the sewage, the rubbers, the napkins
 Your ethos, your porthos,
 Your flag pole, your port hole
 Your language
 You're frightened
 The future
 Your lang...
 You can't even speak your own fucking language
 You can't read it anymore
 You can't write it anymore
 Your language
 The future of your language
 Your meat loaf
 Don't let your meat loaf
 Heh, heh, heh
 Your micro-nanette
 Heh
 Your brut
 Cologne












