It's not good trying to immortalize yourself Beginning of a great adventure Beginning of a great adventure Why stop at one, I might have ten, a regular tv brood I'd breed a little liberal
Honey, the way you play guitar makes me feel so Makes me feel so masochistic The way you go down low deep into the neck And I would do anything, and I
the party at? Stax, jumpback Wax them tracks Barkays cut it live Like 45s Strong songs survive On records 95 beats per second Get it mike on the guitar
sings the song I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar
sings the song Chorus: I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smilin' free at the changes all around Pick up my guitar
shotgun sings the song I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar
More Liberty J'yeah Liberty J'yeah Liberty J'yeah Liberty Liberty Chorus My Manipultations On My Mind Expectations Will Defy Frustrate, Rape, Liberate
out of the kitchen 'cause theres something we forgot to say to you. Sisters are doing it for themselves. Yeah Now this is a song to celebrate The conscious liberation
I love Annie and Amy and Emily, I hope every lesbian learns to play guitar, But when it comes to special rights like family, I think marriage goes a bit
would? I mean . . . Don: At last night, that's . . . Ray: That's when he starts in with the guitar . . . ? Don: Now look . . . Ray: Then he comes in with his guitar
) This just in: we have unconfirmed reports that Tokyo is under attack... By a 50-foot man with a... white face?... A chicken bucket on his head, uh... carrying an enormous guitar
dig me, but he never did understand Your papa lowered the boom, he locked you in your room-- I'm comin' to lend a hand I'm comin' to liberate you, confiscate
mountains Faith can liberate your soul A heart of gold will take you to the rafters Where you get your angel wings Don't cry for me are the words that are coming From your golden guitar
sings the song I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and
Sitting here, my minds an empty page, But I'll try, yes I will to exist. A funky guitar, liberates me from my cage. Well you asked so I say, that's how
then again pristine isolation might not be the best idea It's not good trying to immortalize yourself Why stop at one, I might have ten, a regular TV brood I'd breed a little liberal
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals) Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals) Bobby martin (keyboards, vocals) Alan zavod (keyboards