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Lyrics for The Downtown Talent Scout by Frank Zappa:
| | | Artist: | Frank Zappa |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | The Downtown Talent Scout | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 145 | | | | Lyrics: | The kids are freaking out
Everybody's goin' nuts
The heats out every night
To call up
names and kick thier butts
But everytime you turn around
You'll see some joker staring
back
He's got a secret tape recorder
And a camera in a sack
Pretending that he's just
another
Of the kiddies freaking out
But they pay him off in acid
Cos he's a downtown
talent scout
He's got your name
And he's got your face
He's got your ex-old lady's
place
He's here to see whats goin down
And they don't believe the things he's found
The badges gleam and the minors scream
When he pulls on the scene
They got no
warrants in their pockets
But that badge makes them supreme
You kids are smoking
dandelions
You're sniffing paper bags baby
You're dropping Good N' Plenties
We can tell
your posture sags
Now line up here against the wall
Your bodies frail and thin
And open
up your pockets
While we dump the evidence in
Well they know that smoking
flowers
Won't win a case in court
and they know that Good N' Plenties
Aren't the
psychedelic sort
But they tear your place apart
Because they simply couldn't pass
A
chance to drag some freaks downtown
For smoking devil grass
Well you never get your
day in court
The food downtown is foul
The day of trial you nearly die
With maggots in
your bowel
But modern law and justice
Has advanced to such a point
That a jury trial is
useless
They simply take you to the joint
Cause after all you look so freaky
How
could anyone believe
That what you think and what you feel
Comes close at all to what is
real
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