Κύματα ευφορίας από δύο τραγούδια του Frank Zappa. Από το all-time classic , όπως όλες σχεδόν οι κυκλοφορίες του των ‘60s και ‘70s, Sheik Yerbouti.
Waves of euphoria coming out of two Frank Zappa songs. From the all-time classic, like almost all of his ’60s and ’70s releases, Sheik Yerbouti.

00:00 Bobby Brown Goes Down 02:50 Dancing’ Fool

Hey there, people, I’m Bobby Brown
They say I’m the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth are shiny
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heine
Here I am at a famous school
I dressin’ sharp and I’m acting cool
I’ve got a cheerleader here
Wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work
And maybe later I’ll rape her
Oh God, I am the American dream
I do not think I’m too extreme
And I’m a handsome son of a bitch
I’m gonna get a good job and be real rich
(Get a good, get a good, get a good, get a good job)
Women’s liberation
Came creepin’ all across the nation
I tell you, people, I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie
She made a little speech then
Oh, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice but she left the dick
I guess it’s still hooked on but now it shoots too quick
Oh God, I am the American dream
But now I smell like Vaseline
And I’m a miserable son of a bitch
Am I a boy or a lady, I don’t know which
(I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder)
So I went out and bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change but I’m still kinda cute
Got a job doing radio promo
And none of the jocks can even tell I’m a homo
Eventually me and a friend
Sorta drifted along into S&M
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
As long as I get a little golden shower
Oh God, I am the American dream
With a spindle up my butt ’til it makes me scream
And I’ll do anything to get ahead
I lay awake nights, sayin’, “thank you, Fred”
Oh God, Oh God, I’m so fantastic
Thanks to Freddie, I’m a sexual spastic
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I’m goin’ down
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I’m goin’ down
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I’m going down
Yeah, I knew you’d be surprised

One, two, three, four
I don’t know much about dancin’
That’s why I got this song
One of my legs is shorter than the other
And both my feet’s too long
‘Course now right along with ’em
I got no natural rhythm
But I go dancin’ every night
Hopin’ one day I might get it right
I’m a dancin’ fool (dancin’ fool)
Dancin’ fool
Dancin’ fool (dancin’ fool)
Dancin’ fool
I hear that beat, I jump outa my seat
But I can’t compete, ’cause I’m a
Dancin’ fool (dancin’ fool)
Dancin’ fool
The disco folks all dressed up
Like they’s fit to kill
I walk on in and see ’em there
I walk on in and see ’em there
When they see me comin’
They all steps aside
They has a fit while I commit
My social suicide, I’m a
Dancin’ fool
Dancin’ fool
Dancin’ fool
Dancin’ fool
The beat goes on and I’m so wrong
(Wrong)
The beat goes on and I’m so wrong
(Wrong)
The beat goes on and I’m so wrong
The beat goes on and I’m so wrong
The beat goes on and I’m so wrong
The beat goes on and I’m so wrong
I may be totally wrong
Dancin’ fool
I may be totally wrong
Dancin’ fool
I got it all together now
With my very own disco clothes, hey
My shirt’s half open, just to show you my chain
And the spoon for up my nose
I am really somethin’
That’s what you’d probably say
So smoke your little smoke, drink your little drink
While I dance the night away
I’m a dancin’ fool (dancin’ fool)
Dancin’ fool
Dancin’ fool (dancin’ fool)
Dancin’ fool
He’s a dancin’ fool
I may be totally wrong but I’m a
I may be totally wrong but I’m a
I may be totally wrong but I’m a
I may be totally wrong but I’m a fool, yeah
Say darlin’, can I buy ya a drink?
Are you waitin’ for Mister Goodbar?
Well, here he is
Wait a minute, I’ve got it
You’re an Italian
You’re Jewish?
Love your nails
You must be a Libra
Your place or mine?