Lyrics Dong Work For Yuda - Frank Zappa

Hello there... This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER
Joe was sent to a special prison where they keep all the other criminals from the music business
You know... The ones who get caught
It′s a horrible place, painted all green on the inside
Where musicians and former executives take turns snorting detergent and plooking each other

Anyway, listen
While he's in there he meets this guy who used to be a promo man for a major record company
Named Bald-Headed John... King of the Plookers

This is the story ′bout
Bald-Headed John

Dong work for Yuda
Dong, Dong

He talks a lot 'n' it′s
Usually wrong

Dong work for Yuda
Dong, Dong

He said Dong was Wong
′N' Wong was Kong
′N' Dong work for Yuda
′N' John was wrong

Sorry John
Sorry better
Try it again
Dong work for Yuda
Dong, Dong
Sorry John
Sorry better
Try it again
He said Dong was Wong
And Wong was Kong
And Dong was Gong
′N John was wrong

John's got a sausage
Yeah man
John's got a sausage
Yeah man
John′s got a sausage
That′ll make you fart
John's got a sausage
That′ll break your heart
Make you fart
And break your heart
Don't bend over
If you are smart
He took a little walk
To the weenie stand
John′s got a sausage
Yeah man
A great big weenie
In both his hands
John's got a sausage
Yeah man
He sucked on the end
′Til the mustard squirt
He said, "Ya'll stand back 'cause you might get hurt"

Sorry John
Sorry better
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John′s got a sausage
Yeah man

Sorry John
Sorry better
Try it again
He said Dong was Wong
Wong was Kong
Kong was Gong
′N John was wrong

Sorry John
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Make way for the Iron shaschige

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I need a dozen towels
So the boys can take a shower

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Bartender
Bring me a colada and milk

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Well, on second thought
Make that a water
HtO

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Falcum
Take me to the falcum

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I wave my bags
Did you wave your'n

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Well how much
Did they wave?

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Ah′m almost two
Kilometers tall

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This girl must be
Praketing richcraft

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Don't worry about
The faggot
I′ll take care of
The faggot

Sorry John
Sorry better
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Try it again
Try it again
Try, try, try again

Your Pomona is
Very extinct
Yeah, I studied with
The Dong of Tokyo
'N also with the
Oriental Kato
My body contain
Uh water
I just loves the way
These Copenhagens talks
Driver, McDoodle
Sausage
Salima
Salami
That looks like that
Stuff that Freckles
Lets out
Once a mumfth

This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER
Poor Joe. He′s getting tired from bending over
But we tried to warn him... Didn't we?
Okay, Joe... You asked for it... Here comes The Big One