"She Said"/City Of Tiny Lites

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FZ: She said . . .

Ms. Pinky's Larger Sister: Hi, uh, I'd like to say a few words about Warner Bros. Uh, when I first signed with the label I thought that I was going to have a pretty good deal but later when I discovered the relationship between Warners _____ the implication of their behavior and I . . . I jus— excuse me I think I'm gonna have to WHOO-AARGH!

Roy: [...] to give me a pass. Frank doesn't know what I can do, you know. But of course, you know, you gotta come to the dressing room first. Get you by that, uh, you know, get you by the toilet, and uh, might take a bath or . . . What? What'd you say?


City of tiny lites
Don't you wanna go
Hear the tiny auto horns
When they tiny blow
Tiny lightnin'
In the storm
Tiny blankets
Keep you warm
Tiny pillows
Tiny tiny tiny tiny sheets
Talkin' bout them tiny cookies
That the peoples eat


City of tiny lites
Maybe you should know
That it's over there
In the tiny dirt somewhere
You can see it any time
When you get the squints
From your downers and your wine
You're so big
It's so tiny
Every cloud is silver line-y
The great escape for all of you
Tiny is as tiny do
Tiny is as tiny do
Tiny is as tiny do
Tiny is as tiny do


City of tiny lites
Don't you wanna go
Hear the tiny auto horns
([...])
When they tiny blow
Tiny lightnin'
In the storm
Tiny blankets
Keep you warm
Tiny pillows
Hey, tiny tiny tiny tiny sheets
Talkin' bout them tiny cookies
That the peoples eat
That the peoples eat
That the peoples eat
That the peoples eat


And it's over there
And it's over there
And it's over there
And it's over there


Roy: Now, this I call . . . WO-OHHH
FZ: No, wait a minute . . .
Roy: Pinky? She's here, but she's a little bit uh, out of air for this moment. She is. Come on out to hang her up . . .
FZ: Roy . . .
Roy: Yeah?
FZ: . . .
Roy: I can't! Wait a minute . . .
Terry: I love this man, I work for this man, but this show has like pushed me beyond the brink of what I can physically . . .
Roy: WHOAAAH!
Terry: Withstand. (Sigh) My hands are . . . I mean, look at these calluses! Jesus Christ! I've had a hard tour, I mean, Jesus, we had the, the, the fucking roadmanager committed suicide
Adrian: Oh Terry!
Terry: Then my girlfriend fell out the fuckin' window
Adrian: Oh Terry!
Terry: I mean, it's been hard, you know, and, and now man! I mean, shit, this fuckin' shit, I mean, we have to do two, two fuckin' shows, two nights in a row! You know what it's like to beat the shit out of the fuckin' drums, two shows . . .
Adrian: Two nights in a row!
Terry: . . . two nights in a row!? I MEAN I CAN'T FUCKIN' TAKE THAT KINDA SHIT!
Adrian: HE CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! He can't take it anymore, look at his hands . . .
Terry: My hands, hey, I feel like I've been pounding nails, I feel like I've been hittin' my goddamn hands with a hammer! That's what I feel like. I mean, I want to do a good job. This is New York. You know, this is, this is very important . . . something really happy with my life, you know? I mean, I wanna do it right for Frank, I wanna do it right for me, I wanna do it right for everybody. Of course you can't please everybody! You know, I mean, Christ! I'm tryin' to fuckin' please everybody and no one's givin' me a half a chance . . . I can't work under these circumstances! Christ!
Roy: Don't, don't, Terry . . . all you gotta do is just be nice, be nice, be nice . . . Do you want me to take this off of you? This big load . . . This mother lode.
Terry: Get away from me, you faggot.
Roy: (laughs) Wait a minute, he's sick. This guy is sick.
Terry:This guy is always trying to fuck me.
Roy: This guy is sick.
Terry: And this guy, he's even worse.
Roy:He wants sausage.
Terry: This motherfucker.
John Smothers: [...]
Terry: Did you hear that? You got it on tape. He wants to fuck me in the ass!
John Smothers: If it's too big I won't force it.
Terry: He thinks that I'm gonna . . .

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