Lyrics Uncle Remus - Frank Zappa

Whoa, are we movin' too slow?
Have you seen us
Uncle Remus?
We look pretty sharp in these clothes (yes, we do)

Unless we get sprayed with a hose
It ain't bad in the day
If they squirt it your way
'Cept in the winter, when it's froze
An' it's hard if it hits
On your nose (on your nose)

Just keep your nose
To the grindstone, they say
Will that redeem us
Uncle Remus?

I can't wait 'til my Fro is full-grown
I'll just throw away my door rag at home
I'll take a drive to Beverly Hills
Just before dawn

An' knock the little jockeys
Off the rich people's lawn
An' before they get up
I'll be gone, I'll be gone

Before they get up
I'll be knocking the jockeys off the lawn
Down in the dew