The Mothers Of Invention - Concentration Moon lyrics

Concentration Moon

Over the camp in the valley

Concentration Moon

Wish I was back in the alley

With all of my friends,

Still running free:

Hair growing out

Every hole in me

AMERICAN WAY

How did it start?

Thousands of creeps

Killed in the park

AMERICAN WAY

Try and explain

Scab of a nation

Driven insane

Don't cry

Gotta go bye bye

SUDDENLY: DIE DIE

COP KILL A CREEP! pow pow pow

Gary Kellgren: Tomorrow I get to do another Frank Zappa creation . . . and the day after that . . . and the day after that . . . also at the same time I get to work with The Velvet Underground which is as shitty a group as Frank Zappa's group

JCB: Hi, boys & girls, I'm Jimmy Carl Black, and I'm the Indian of the group

Concentration Moon

Over the camp in the valley

Concentration Moon

Wish I was back in the alley

With all of my friends,

Still running free:

Hair growing out

Every hole in me

AMERICAN WAY

Threatened by US

Drag a few creeps

Away in a bus

AMERICAN WAY

Prisoner: lock

SMASH EVERY CREEP

IN THE FACE WITH A ROCK

Don't cry

Gotta go bye bye

SUDDENLY: DIE DIE

COP KILL A CREEP! pow pow pow