Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
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Lowell George (guitar, vocals)
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Roy Estrada (bass)
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Don Preston (keyboards)
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Buzz Gardner (trumpet)
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Ian Underwood (alto saxophone)
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Bunk Gardner (tenor saxophone)
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Motorhead Sherwood (baritone saxophone)
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Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
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Arthur Tripp (drums)
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Well I'm about to get up sick
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From watchin my t.v.
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Been checkin' out the news
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Until my eyeballs fail to see
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I mean to say that every day
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Is just another rotten mess
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And when its gonna change, my friend
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Is anybody's guess
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So I'm watching and I'm waiting
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Hopin' for the best
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Even think I go to praying
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Every time I hear them sayin'
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That there's no way to delay
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That trouble comin' everyday
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No way to delay
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That trouble comin' every day
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Wednesday I watched the riot
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I've seen the cops out on the street
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Watch them throwing rocks and stuff and choking in the heat
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Listen to reports
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About the whiskey passin' round
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Seen the smoke and fire
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And the market burnin' down
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Watched while everybody on his street would take a turn
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They stomp and smash and bash and crash and slash and bust 'n burn
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And I'm watching and I'm waitin hopin' for the best
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Even think I go to prayin'
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Every time I hear em sayin'
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That there's no way to delay
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That trouble comin' every day
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No way to delay
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That trouble comin' everyday
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You can cool it
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You can heat it
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Cause baby I don't need it
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Take your T.V. tube and eat it
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And all that phony stuff on sports
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And all those unconfirmed reports
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You know I watch that rotten box
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Until my head begin to hurt
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From checkin' out the way
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The newsmen say they get the dirt
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Before the guys on channel so and so
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and further they assert
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That any show they litter up
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They bring you news if it comes up
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They say that if the place blows up
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They will be the first to tell
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Cause the boys they got downtown
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Working hard and doin swell
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And if anybody gets the news
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before it hits the streets
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They say that no one blams it faster
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Their coverage can't be beat
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And if another woman driver
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Gets machine gunned from her seat
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They'll send some joker with a Brownie
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And youll see it all complete
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So I'm watching and I'm waiting
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Hopin for the best
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Even think I go to praying
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Every time I hear them saying
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That there's no way to delay
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That trouble comin' everyday
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No way to delay
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That trouble comin' every day
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Well I've seen the fires burnin'
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And the local people turnin'
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All the merchants and the shops
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Who use to sell their brooms and mops
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And every other household item
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Watch the mob just turn and bite em
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And they say it serve them right
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Because a few of them are white
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And it's the same across the nation
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Black and white discrimination
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Yell and you can understand me
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And all that other crap they hand me
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In the papers and t.v.
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And all that mass stupidity
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That seems to grow more everyday
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These time of year some asshole say
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He wants to go and do you in
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Cause the color of your skin
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Just don't appeal to him
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No matter if it's black or white
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Because he's out for blood tonight
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Trouble Every Day (in album You Can't Do That On Stage Anymore vol 5)
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| Frank Zappa |
