Frank Zappa - One Size Fits All (2004)

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RELEASE DATE:	2004-11-00
DURATION:	-
# OF TRACKS:	9
ALBUM TYPE:	정규, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	락
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	136

INTRODUCTION

프랭크 자파의 ‘75년 작품으로 과거의 다소 복잡하고 실험적인 모습에서 탈피 원초적인 락 음악의 세계를 노래한 중반기 사운드를 대표하는 수작 앨범이다. 특히 역시 원년 멤버인 캡틴 비프 하트, 조지 듀크 등의 원년 멤버들의 연주도 훌륭하지만 게스트로 출연한 자니 기타 왓슨의 카리스마 넘치는 기타 연주는 눈여겨 볼만한 볼거리를 제공하고 있다. 특히 드라마틱한 ....

TRACKS

Disc 1

Inca Roads

Frank Zappa

Did a vehicle
Come from somewhere out there
Just to land in the Andes?
Was it round
And did it have
A motor
Or was it
Something
Different

Did a vehicle
Did a vehicle
Did a vehicle
Fly along the mountains
And find a place to park itself

Or did someone
Build a place
To leave a space
For such a vehicle to land

Did a vehicle
Come from somewhere out there
Did a vehicle
Come from somewhere out there
Did the indians, first on the bill
Carve up the hill

Did a booger-bear
Come from somewhere out there
Just to land in the Andes?
Was she round
And did she have a motor
Or was she something different

Guacamole Queen
Guacamole Queen
Guacamole Queen
Guacamole Queen
At the Armadillo in Austin Texas, her aura,
Or did someone build a place
Or leave a space for Chester's Thing to land
(Chester's Thing... on Ruth)
Did a booger-beer
Come from somewhere out there
Did a booger-bear
Come from somewhere out there
Did the Indians, first on the bill
Carve up her hill
On Ruth
On Ruth
That's Ruth

Can'T Afford No Shoes

Frank Zappa (guitar, lead vocals)
George Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (flute, tenor saxophone, vocals)
Chester Thompson (drums)
Tom Fowler (bass)
Ruth Underwood (vibes, marimba, percussion)
Bloodshot Rollin' Red (harmonica)

Some people's hot
Some people's cold
Some people's not very
Swift to behold
Some people do it
Some see right through it
Some wear pyjamas
If only they knew it

The pyjamas people are boring me to pieces
They make me feel like I am wasting my time
They all got flannel up 'n down 'em
A little trap-door back aroun' 'em
An' some cozy little footies on their mind

Po-jama people!
Po-jama people, people!
Lawd, they make you sleepy
With the things they might say
Po-jama people!
Po-jama people, people!
Mother, Mary 'n Jozuf, wish they'd all go away!

Po-jama people!
It's a po-jama people special...
Take one home with you & save a dollar today
Po-jama people!
Po-jama people, people!
Wrap 'em up
Roll 'em out
Get 'em out of my way

Florentine Pogen

Frank Zappa

Frank Zappa (guitar, vocals)
George Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (flute, tenor saxophone, lead vocals)
Chester Thompson (drums)
Tom Fowler (bass)
Ruth Underwood (vibes, marimba, percussion)
Bloodshot Rollin' Red (harmonica)

She was the daughter of a wealthy
Florentine Pogen
Read 'em 'n weep
Was her adjustable slogan

She was a debutante daisy
With a color-note organ
Deep in the street
She drove a '59 Morgan

That's the kinda step she takes
When her hot breaks hot brakes
That's the kinda sound she makes
(ooh, let go uh me)
When her crab cakes
(Arf arf arf)

She didn't like it when her fan belt
Shrunk & got shorter
(Ointment)
Battery leak could nearly cost her a quarter

She didn't want to stay home
An' watch the pestle go mortar
Later she speaks
On how Perellis might court her

Na-na-na-noo, etc.

She was the daughter
Ah-ah-ahhh
Of a wealthy
Florentine Pogen
Po-oh-wo-oh-oh
Po-oh-wo-oh-oh
Po-oh-wo-oh-oh
Ga-ya-ee-annnn

Read 'em 'n weep
Read 'em 'n weep
Read 'em 'n weep etc.

Chester's go-rilla
She go quack
Chester's go-rilla
She go oink
Chester's go-rilla
She go moo
Chester's go-rilla
She go
Hratche-plche
Hratche-plche

Evelyn, A Modified Dog

Frank Zappa

San Ber'Dino

Frank Zappa

Frank Zappa (guitar, vocals)
George Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (flute, tenor saxophone, vocals)
Chester Thompson (drums)
Tom Fowler (bass)
Ruth Underwood (vibes, marimba, percussion)
Bloodshot Rollin' Red (harmonica)
Johnny "Guitar" Watson (vocals)

She lives in Mojave in a Winnebago
His name is Bobby, he looks like a potato

She's in love with a boy
>From the rodeo
Who pulls the rope on the chute
When they let those suckers go

He's a slobberin' drunk at the Palomino
They give him thirty days in San Ber'dino

Well there's forty-four men
Stashed away in tank "C"
An' there's only one shower
But it don't apply to Bobby

You may think they're
Dumb an' lonely
But you're wrong
'Cause their love is strong
Stacked-up hair
An' a cheap little ring
They don't care
'Cause it don't mean a thing

Looka there...
They don't care

Best-est way that
They can feel-o
Out on the highway
Rollin' a wheel-o
He's her Tootsie
She's for real-o
Trailer park heaven
It's a real good deal-o
Real good deal-o
Real good deal-o
Real good deal-o

The rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino
The rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino
Come on with me
Come on with me
Come on with me
Down in San Ber'dino
Just 60 miles, 60 miles
Down the San Ber'dino freeway
They got some dark green air
An' you can choke all day
That's right!
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
Rest of their lives
Rest of their lives

Say now
Ain't talkin' 'bout Fontana
Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh
Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh
Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh
Ain't talkin' 'bout the Redlands, no no
ZULCH is the auto works
I'm telling you
That's where they take
All the cars that they hurt
Come on and let's all go down to San Ber'dino
Ooo-ooo
Ooo-ooo
Ooo-ooo
Let's-a go down down down
Down in San Ber'dino
Wouldja b'lieve it
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
(Got to call it)
San Ber'dino
(C'mere)
San Ber'dino
etc., etc., etc.
The rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino

Oh Bobby, I'm sorry you gotta head like a potato
I really am

She lives in Mojave in a Winnebago 
His name is Bobby, he looks like a potato

She's in love with a boy 
>From the rodeo 
Who pulls the rope on the chute 
When they let those suckers go

He's a slobberin' drunk at the Palomino 
They give him thirty days in San Ber'dino

Well there's forty-four men 
Stashed away in tank "C" 
An' there's only one shower 
But it don't apply to Bobby

You may think they're 
Dumb an' lonely 
But you're wrong 
'Cause their love is strong 
Stacked-up hair 
An' a cheap little ring 
They don't care 
'Cause it don't mean a thing

Looka there... 
They don't care

Best-est way that 
They can feel-o 
Out on the highway 
Rollin' a wheel-o 
He's her Tootsie 
She's for real-o 
Trailer park heaven 
It's a real good deal-o 
Real good deal-o 
Real good deal-o 
Real good deal-o

The rest of their lives 
In San Ber'dino 
Gonna spend the rest of their lives 
In San Ber'dino 
The rest of their lives 
In San Ber'dino 
Come on with me 
Come on with me 
Come on with me 
Down in San Ber'dino 
Just 60 miles, 60 miles 
Down the San Ber'dino freeway 
They got some dark green air 
An' you can choke all day 
That's right! 
Gonna spend the rest of their lives 
Rest of their lives 
Rest of their lives

Say now 
Ain't talkin' 'bout Fontana 
Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh 
Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh 
Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh 
Ain't talkin' 'bout the Redlands, no no 
ZULCH is the auto works 
I'm telling you 
That's where they take 
All the cars that they hurt 
Come on and let's all go down to San Ber'dino 
Ooo-ooo 
Ooo-ooo 
Ooo-ooo 
Let's-a go down down down 
Down in San Ber'dino 
Wouldja b'lieve it 
San Ber'dino 
San Ber'dino 
(Got to call it) 
San Ber'dino 
(C'mere) 
San Ber'dino 
etc., etc., etc. 
The rest of their lives 
In San Ber'dino

Oh Bobby, I'm sorry you gotta head like a potato 
I really am

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Andy	Frank Zappa

Frank Zappa (guitar, vocals)
George Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, lead vocals)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (flute, tenor saxophone, lead vocals)
Chester Thompson (drums)
Tom Fowler (bass)
Ruth Underwood (vibes, marimba, percussion)
Bloodshot Rollin' Red (harmonica)
Johnny "Guitar" Watson (vocals)

Is there anything good inside of you
If there is, I really wanna know
Is there anything
Good inside of you
If there is
I really wanna
Know
Is there anything
Good inside of you
If there is
I really wanna
Know
Is there?

Is there any-thaaaang good inside of you
If there is, I really wanna know-woh-oh-oh-oh
Is there any-thaaaang good inside of you
If there is, I really wanna know,
really wanna know...

Something
Anything
Something
Anything

Show me a sign
If you don't mind
Show me a sign
If you don't mind

Do you know what I'm really telling you
Is it something that you can understand
Do you know what I'm really telling you
Is it something that you can understand
Do you know what I'm really telling you
Is it something that you can understand
Do you know what I'm really telling you
Is it something that you can understand

Andy de vine
Had a thong rind
It was sublime
But the wrong kind
Andy de vine
Had a thong rind
It was sublime
But the wrong kind

Have I aligned
With a blown mind
Wasted my time
On a drawn blind
Have I aligned
With a blown mind
Wasted my time
On a drawn blind

Oh Andy ...