Difference between revisions of "Camarillo Brillo"
m ("single layout") |
(→Lyrics) |
||
| Line 1: | Line 1: | ||
==Lyrics== | ==Lyrics== | ||
| + | She had that<br /> | ||
| + | Camarillo brillo<br /> | ||
| + | Flamin' out along her head,<br /> | ||
| + | I mean her Mendocino bean-o<br /> | ||
| + | By where some bugs had made it red<br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | She ruled the Toads of the Short Forest<br /> | ||
| + | And every newt in Idaho<br /> | ||
| + | And every cricket who had chorused<br /> | ||
| + | By the bush in Buffalo<br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | She said she was<br /> | ||
| + | A Magic Mama<br /> | ||
| + | And she could throw a mean Tarot<br /> | ||
| + | And carried on without a comma<br /> | ||
| + | That she was someone I should know<br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | She had a snake for a pet<br /> | ||
| + | And an amulet<br /> | ||
| + | And she was breeding a dwarf<br /> | ||
| + | But she wasn't done yet<br /> | ||
| + | She had gray-green skin<br /> | ||
| + | A doll with a pin<br /> | ||
| + | I told her she was awright<br /> | ||
| + | But I couldn't come in<br /> | ||
| + | <i>(I couldn't come in right then . . . )</i><br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | And so she wandered<br /> | ||
| + | Through the door-way<br /> | ||
| + | Just like a shadow from the tomb<br /> | ||
| + | She said her stereo was four-way<br /> | ||
| + | An' I'd just love it in her room<br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | Well, I was born<br /> | ||
| + | To have adventure<br /> | ||
| + | So I just followed up the steps<br /> | ||
| + | Right past her fuming incense stencher<br /> | ||
| + | To where she hung her castanets<br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | She stripped away<br /> | ||
| + | Her rancid poncho<br /> | ||
| + | An' laid out naked by the door<br /> | ||
| + | We did it till we were un-concho<br /> | ||
| + | An' it was useless any more<br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | She had a snake for a pet<br /> | ||
| + | And an amulet<br /> | ||
| + | And she was breeding a dwarf<br /> | ||
| + | But she wasn't done yet<br /> | ||
| + | She had gray-green skin<br /> | ||
| + | A doll with a pin<br /> | ||
| + | I told her she was awright<br /> | ||
| + | But I couldn't come in<br /> | ||
| + | <i>(actually, I was very busy then)</i><br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | And so she wandered<br /> | ||
| + | Through the door-way<br /> | ||
| + | Just like a shadow from the tomb<br /> | ||
| + | She said her stereo was four-way<br /> | ||
| + | An' I'd just love it in her room<br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | Well, I was born<br /> | ||
| + | To have adventure<br /> | ||
| + | So I just followed up the steps<br /> | ||
| + | Right past her fuming incense stencher<br /> | ||
| + | To where she hung her castanets<br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | She said she was<br /> | ||
| + | A Magic Mama<br /> | ||
| + | And she could throw a mean Tarot<br /> | ||
| + | And carried on without a comma<br /> | ||
| + | That she was someone I should know<br /> | ||
| + | <br /> | ||
| + | <i>(Is that a real poncho . . . I mean<br /> | ||
| + | Is that a Mexican poncho or is that a Sears poncho?<br /> | ||
| + | Hmmm . . . no foolin' . . . )</i> | ||
| + | |||
==Players On This Song== | ==Players On This Song== | ||
==Records On Which This Song Has Appeared== | ==Records On Which This Song Has Appeared== | ||
Revision as of 02:23, 27 August 2005
Contents
Lyrics
She had that
Camarillo brillo
Flamin' out along her head,
I mean her Mendocino bean-o
By where some bugs had made it red
She ruled the Toads of the Short Forest
And every newt in Idaho
And every cricket who had chorused
By the bush in Buffalo
She said she was
A Magic Mama
And she could throw a mean Tarot
And carried on without a comma
That she was someone I should know
She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf
But she wasn't done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldn't come in
(I couldn't come in right then . . . )
And so she wandered
Through the door-way
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
An' I'd just love it in her room
Well, I was born
To have adventure
So I just followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanets
She stripped away
Her rancid poncho
An' laid out naked by the door
We did it till we were un-concho
An' it was useless any more
She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf
But she wasn't done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldn't come in
(actually, I was very busy then)
And so she wandered
Through the door-way
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
An' I'd just love it in her room
Well, I was born
To have adventure
So I just followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanets
She said she was
A Magic Mama
And she could throw a mean Tarot
And carried on without a comma
That she was someone I should know
(Is that a real poncho . . . I mean
Is that a Mexican poncho or is that a Sears poncho?
Hmmm . . . no foolin' . . . )
Players On This Song
Records On Which This Song Has Appeared
Singles
- Don't Eat The Yellow Snow (02:07) / Camarillo Brillo (03:59) - Frank Zappa (1974)
Zappa Albums
In order of recording:
- Over-Nite Sensation
- Unmitigated Audacity
- Bubble Cream Cheese
- An Evening In Detroit
- What's New In Loreley?
- You Can't Do That On Stage Anymore Vol. 6
Tributes & Cover Albums
- Various Artists: Unmatched in Camarillo Brillo / Stick It Out, played by Siniestro Total
- Various Artists: Unmatched, played by Bustamante, lyrics in Spanish
- Bonnen: Watermelon En Regalia
