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Lyrics for Sam With The Showing Scalp Flat Top by Zappa Frank:
| | | Artist: | Zappa Frank |
| | Album: | Bongo Fury | | Track: | Sam With The Showing Scalp Flat Top | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 342 | | | | Lyrics: | Sam with the showing scalp flat top,
particular about the point it made.
Why, when I was
knee-high to a grasshopper,
this black juice came out on a hard shelled chin.
And that
called that 'tobacco juice'.
I used to fiddle with my back feet music for a black onyx.
My
TAR ROOM absorbed every echo..
The music was.. thud like. The music was.. thud like.
I
usually played such things as rough-neck and thug.
Opaque melodies that would bug most
people.
Music from the other side of the fence.
A black swan figurine lay on all color
lily pads.
On a little conglomeration table of pressed black felt.
With same color
shadows, and seamed(?) knobbed knees, and what-nots.
The long hallway rolled out into oddball
odd.
Beside the fly-pecked black doorway,
that looked closed on the tar-lattice
street.
Up a wrought iron fire escape.
Rolled out a tiny wooden platform with
dark,
hard, dark rubber wheels.
Roll, skreek! Roll, skreek! Roll, skreek!
Sam with the showing
scalp flat top,
particular about the point it made.
Sam was a BASKET
CASE!
A hardened dark ivory clip held.. saleable everyday pencils.
I wish I had a
pair 'o bongos!
Bongo Fury! Bongo Fury!
Oowwwww! Bongo Fury!
(boogie!)
Bongo
Fury! Bongo Fury | | | |  Reddit | X / Twitter | Facebook | Copy link |
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