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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Frank Zappa
Gitarre
Roy Estrada
Bassgitarre
Ray Collins
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Elliot Ingber
Gitarre
Jimmy Carl Black
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Frank Zappa
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tom Wilson
Produzent:in
Ami Hadani
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Val Valentin
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lyrics
Well, I'm about to get sick
From watchin' my TV
Been checkin' out the news
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day
Is just another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friends
Is anybody's guess
So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
You know we gotta sit around at home
And watch this thing begin
But I'd bet there won't be many left
To see it really end
'Cause the fire in the street
Ain't like the fire in my heart
And in the eyes of all these people
Don't you know that this could start
On any street in any town
In any state if any clown
Decides that now's the time to fight
For some ideal he thinks is right
And if a million more agree
There ain't no great society
As it applies to you and me
And our country isn't free
And the law refuses to see
If all that you can ever be
Is just a lousy janitor
Unless your uncle owns a store
You know that five in every four
Just one amount and nothin' more
Don't watch the rats go across the floor
And make up songs about being poor
Blow you harmonica, son
Writer(s): Frank Zappa
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