How It IS Done

THE FOLLOWING FRANK ZAPPA LYRICS ARE IN PLACE [HEAR/HEAR]/HERE;

THAT IS, AS CORRECTED BY ME, THRU COLOR CODING AND FOOT NOTES. FROM THE #1 (FIRST RESULT) OF AN EXACT PHRASING TO{LINK}LYRICSFREAK, LYRIC SITE, (WHERE I HAVE FOUND LYRICS TO SEVERAL OBSCURE SONGS, NOT FOUND ON 'A' TYPICAL GOOGLE BASED (THEREFORE 'TEEN FEED'), IF YOU WILL, LYRICS SEARCH.

AS FOLLOWS ARE THE LYRICS TO A SONG I DON'T MIND SPINNING 40 TIMES TO GET EVERY JUICE OF TRUTH FROM, BY THE FORMER, MINOR PROPHET FRANK ZAPPA.

I THINK STUDENTS WILL FIND IT INTERESTING FROM SEVERAL STAND POINTS.

NOTICE HOW ZAPPA USES INTERESTING CHOICES FOR CHARACTERS

HOW HE LAYERS TRUTH THRU EACH "SNARKY" REMARK AND HOW THE POSTER OF THIS VERSION PUTS A SNARKY REMARK, ( indicated with a colorized astrik, and numbered footnote) BEFORE ZAPPA'S SNARKY REMARK.
I WILL USE THE COLOR CODING TO TRY TO ELIMINATE ANY CONFUSION ... UNDERSTAND, IT IS MORE important, to hear what Zappa was laying down, then for me to point out some misguided lyrics hacker.... but, as in, however, it reads a bit code, so I want to point it out to lyric freaks like me who are in danger being hyjacked by slick marketing.

I foot the posters attempts at... what ever. take a look at his game here.

So, I hope you'll play it on your headphones, and tune in to Frank Zappa... if he didn't believe in imaginary diseases, why did he die from one?

STINK FOOT

Lyrics by Frank Zappa
Music by Frank Zappa
Truth by G-d


In the dark
Where all the fevers grow
Under the water
Where the shark bubbles blow
In the mornin'
By your radio
Do the walls close in to suffocate ya
You aint got no friends . . .
And all the others; they hate ya
Does the life you been leadin' gotta go?
Well, let me straighten you out-------
-----EDITORS NOTE:ZAPPAS LYRICS CLEARLY SAY:*1a "ABOUT A PLACE I KNOW", [BUT] POSTED ON LYRICSFREAKASTHIS:
*1a"About a little russian restaurant I know . . ."
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get yer shoes and socks on people, its right around the corner!

Out through the night
And the whisperin' breezes
To the place where they keep
The imaginary diseases

Out through the night
An the whisperin' breezes
To the place where they keep
The imaginary diseases . . .

Well this has to be the disease for you
now scientists call this disease Bromidrosis


But us regular folks
Who might wear tennis shoes
Or an occasional python boot
Know this exquisite little inconvenience by the name of:
Stink foot

YA know, my python boot is too tight
I couldn't get it off last night
A week went by, an now its july
I finally got it off
An my girl-friend cried
You got stink foot! stink foot, darlin'

Your stink foot puts a hurt on my nose!

Stink foot! stink foot! I aint lyin',
Can you rinse it off, do you suppose?

Here Fido . . . Fido . . .
. . .come here little puppy, bring the slippers
Yes, thats a good dog! yes!
Arf, arf, arf!
[crash-crumble-bump-bump-bump]
Sick . . .

*2 [INSTRUMENTAL BREAK]



(3:53)
Well then Fido got up off the floor and he rolled over and he looked me strait in the eye and you know what he said?

'Once upon a time somebody say to me,'
this is the dog talkin' now,
'what is your conceptual continuity?
well i told him right then,' Fido said
'It should be easy to see.
The Crux, of the Biscuit... is the Apostrophe.'

well you know the man that was talking to the dog
looked at the dog and he said kinda staring in disbelief, he said: 'You can't say that!'
he said, 'it doesn't, and you cant. I wont. and it dont. it hasn't it isn't it even aint and it shoulldn't it couldn't



he told em no, no, no.

I told me yes, yes, yes

I said I do it all the time... aint this boogie a mess

the poodle bites, the poodle chews it
(chior): the poodle bites, the poodle chews it


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Here is the listing of band members, as reported by the gentlemen posting to lyricsfreak site;

YOUR ASSIGNMENT(should you choose to accept it):

check these stats on your copy of APOSTROPHE'/Overnight Sensation liner notes, LPs are best for this.

What a Friggin creative band...

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Napoleon murphy brock (saxophone, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, vocals)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Tom fowler (bass)
Chester Thompson (drums)





Q: Is this the original album that this song is found on?

Enjoy your discovery!


La Vie Boheme




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