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  • Frank Zappa – Plastic People (Live Special)

    FZ: Alright, there’s a green Chevy, license number 650 BN in Barry’s lot. Gotta move it. I repeat, there is a green Chevy, license number 650 BN in Barry’s lot.
    Guy #1: There’s a ’54 out there too, Frank.
    FZ: There’s a what?
    Guy #1: A ’54.
    FZ: There’s a ’54 what?
    Guy #1: A ’54 what?
    Guy #2: Did you announce the action burgers?
    Guy #3: Action burgers…!
    Guy #1: It’s a Ford – uhhhh…
    FZ: Please, do yourself a favor and move your short before somebody takes it away. They’re serving burgers in the back! If you go for burgers, you’ll love the burgers here. They have some burgers in this place, when you open ’em up, y’know… you hold ’em like this, and go way in the back where nobody can see you… Some people eat them that way.
    Guy #4: Take ’em back to Philadelphia, Frank!
    FZ: What?
    Guy #4: Philadelphia!
    FZ: What about Philadelphia?
    Guy #4: It’s a cream cheese.
    FZ: That’s it!

    FZ: Now, if you’ll analyze what we’re playing here, if you use your ear and listen, you can learn something about music, y’see? "Louie Louie" is the same as the other song with one extra note, see? They’re, they’re very closely related and they mean just about the same thing.
    Plastic people
    You gotta go
    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Plastic people
    You gotta go-UH!
    A fine little girl, she waits for me
    She’s as plastic as she can be
    She paints her face with plastic goo
    And wrecks her hair with some shampoo
    Plastic people
    You gotta go-UH
    Plastic people
    You gotta go
    (Sure gonna miss ya)

    Take a day and walk around
    Watch the nazis run your town
    Then go home and check yourself
    You think we’re singing ’bout someone else…
    But you’re plastic people
    You gotta go
    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Plastic people
    You gotta go
    Three nights and days I walk the streets
    This town is full of plastic creeps
    Their shoes are brown to match their suits
    They got no balls, they got no roots…
    Because they’re pPlastic people
    You gotta go
    (Sure gonna miss ya, bop, bop, bop)
    Plastic people
    You gotta go
    Me see a neon moon above
    I searched for years and found no love
    I’m sure that love will never be
    A product of plasticity