Concentration Moon - Frank Zappa, The Mothers

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