Δεν τελειώσαμε φυσικά με το Διονύση. Θα επανέλθουμε και θα επανερχόμαστε σ’ αυτόν, τακτικά και για μεγάλο διάστημα… ανάμεσα σε άλλα πράγματα. Ακούμε που το παρόν δύο τραγούδια του Frank Zappa από το Zoot Allures του 1976. We haven’t finished Of course with Savvopoulos. We ‘ll return to him and keep returning, regularly and for a long time… among other things. For now we hear two songs by Frank Zappa from his Zoot Allures album, released in 1976.

00:00 Ms Pinky 03:40 Disco Boy

I got a girl with a little rubber head
Rinse her out every night just before I go to bed
She never talked back like a lady might do
And she looks like she loves it every time I get through
And her name is P-I-N-K-Y
P-I-N no lie
K-Y me-oh-my
She’s 69 – 95, give her a try
P-I-N-K-Y
P-I-N I cry
K-Y don’t be shy
69 – 95 boy, give her a try
Her eyes ‘s all shut in an ecstasy face
You can cram it down her throat, people, any old place
Throw a little switch on her battery pack
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
And her name is P-I-N-K-Y
P-I-N I cry
K-Y don’t be shy
69 – 95 boy, give her a try
I got a girl with a little rubber head
Rinse her out every night just before I go to bed
She never talked back like a lady might do
And she looks like she loves it every time I get through
Her eyes ‘s all shut in an ecstasy face
You can cram it down her throat, people, any old place
Throw a little switch on her battery pack
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back

Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb your hair
Disco boy! Pucker your lip, and check your shoulders
‘Cause some dandruff might be hiding there
Disco boy, your the disco king, aw the
Disco thing made you think someday that you
Just might go somewhere
Disco girl, you’re outa sight, you need a
Disco boy, to treat you right
He’ll do a little dance, take you home tonight
Leave his hair alone, but you can kiss his comb
Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb your hair
Disco boy! Shake it more than three times and you’re
Playing with it while you’re standing there
Disco boy, do the bump every night, ’til the disco girl
Who’s really right, gonna fall for your line
And feed you a box full of chicken delight
Disco chit-chat so demure
Pump that booty all across the floor
A disco drink, a disco wink
You never go duty that’s what you think
You never go duty that’s what you think
You never go duty that’s what you think
Duty, go duty
Duty, go duty
Duty, you never go duty
Duty, you never go duty
Duty, you never go duty
Duty, you never go duty
You never duty, go duty
Duty, you never duty
Disco boy! You got one more chance, to comb your hair again
Disco boy! They’re closing the bar, and she’s
Leaving with your friend
Disco boy, that’s the way it goes, so wipe your nose, and
Try it again, to get a little lay tomorrow
Disco boy, no one understands, but thank the lord that you
Still got hands, to help you do that jerkin’ that’ll
Blot out your disco sorrow
It’s disco love tonight, make sure you look alright
It’s disco love tonight, make sure you look alright