Jim Gordon (drums)

John Guerin (drums)

Aynsley Dunbar (drums)

Ralph Humphrey (drums)

Jack Bruce (bass)

Erroneous (bass)

Tom Fowler (bass)

Frank Zappa (bass, lead vocals, guitar)

George Duke (keyboards, background vocals)

Don "Sugar Cane" Harris (violin)

Jean-Luc Ponty (violin)

Ruth Underwood (percussion)

Ian Underwood (saxophone)

Napoleon Murphy Brock (saxophone, background vocals)

Sal Marquez (trumpet)

Bruce Fowler (trombone)

Ray Collins (background vocals)

Kerry McNabb (background vocals)

Susie Glower (background vocals)

Debbie (background vocals)

Lynn (background vocals)

Ruben Ladron De Guevara (background vocals)

Robert Camarena (background vocals)

The clouds are really cheap

The way I seen 'em through the forts

Of which there is a half-a-dozen

On the face of my resorts

You wouldn't think I'd have too many

Since I never cared for sports

But I'm never really lonely

In my Excentrifugul Forz

There's always Korla Plankton

Him and me can play the blues

And then I'll watch him buff that

Tiny ruby that he use

He'll straighten up his turban

And inject a little ooze

Along a one-celled Hammond organsim

Underneath my shoes

And then I'll call pup tentacle

I'll ask him how's his chin

I'll find out how the future is

Because that's where he's been

His little feet got long and flexible

And suckers fell right in

The time he crossed the line

From later on, to way back when