Frank Zappa (lead guitar)

Ike Willis (guitar, vocals)

Ray White (guitar, vocals)

Bobby Martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)

Alan Zavod (keyboards)

Scott Thunes (bass)

Chad Wackerman (drums)

These executives have plooked the fuck out of me

And there's still a long time to go before I've

Paid my debt to society.

And all I ever really wanted to do was

Play the guitar n bend the string

like: Reent-toont-teent-toont-teenooneenoonee

I've got it

I'll be sullen and withdrawn -

I'll dwindle off into the twilight realm

Of my own secret thoughts!

I'll lay on my back here til dawn

In a semi-catatonic state

And dream of guitar notes

That would irritate

An executive kinda guy . . .

Well, I guess that one did the trick

If they only coulda heard it,

Half-a-dozen of em woulda strangled

While they was suckin on each others dick!

Yeah but that was only a bunch of imaginary

Notes I played -

Just a little extra somethin'

To keep me goin' from day to day,

But thats okay -

I'm gettin' outta here pretty soon -

Then I wont have to live

In this ugly fuckin room

I can't wait to see what its like

On the outside now . . .

And I can't wait to see what its like

On the outside now . . .

Now listen here

I can't wait to see what its like

On the outside now . . .

I mean it

I can't wait to see what its like

On the outside now . . .

Outside now

Outside now, yeah

(etc., etc., etc.)

One-two-three-four!