Lyrics The Return of Hunchback Duke (Live) - Frank Zappa

Aynsley Dunbar

Hoopla
Oink, oink
La-la-la-la
Hoopla

Went on the road
For a month touring
What a drag
You gotta go
Even if you'd rather be at home
Flaked out In Hollywood
Drove to Inglewood and then we dumped
All our shit into the plane across the sea (into the sea)

La-la-la-la

Look at all the Germans (la-la-la-la-la-la)
Watch them follow orders (la-la-la-la-la-la)
See them think they're doing
Something groovy in the streets
Sieg Heil

See the student leader (la-la-la-la-la-la)
He's a rebel prophet (la-la-la-la-la-la)
He's fucked up, he's still a Nazi
Like his mom and dad

Played for a night in Berlin
That afternoon we set up our shit and rehearsed
Half a dozen phony student leaders in the hall
Came to see if I could find a way to help them all

"What is your desire?" (la-la-la-la-la-la)
"Help us start a fire (la-la-la-la-la-la)
In the Allied Center
Round the corner down the street"

And then we began to play
A bunch of punks arose from the crowd
Student rebels, their flags of red
Began to chant
Ho Chi Minh
Ho-Ho-Ho Chi Minh
Threw tomatoes
And the next thing we knew we were under siege