paroles de chanson Playground Psychotics - Frank Zappa , The Mothers of Invention

Jeff: Put that mike down, Frank, it's obscene
Aynsley: Next time you say anything to me, Howard, I'm gonna [...]
Howard: Give me my little cup of brown sauce and let me dip my meat in it.
Mark: Oh, man.
Jeff: Hundred dollars for a pinto bean. Playground psychotics.
Howard: I slipped my burning phallus in her quivering quim!
Mark: Oh, man.
Jeff: Do you like to offend the other passengers, Underwood? Keep quiet!
Howard: Underwood, the only thing that offends are your green socks!
Green velour!
Jeff: Cobwebs .. .
Aynsley: Could you, could you repeat that?
Jeff: ... of your mind.
Howard: Now, just take your hand off my leg.
Dick?: Take your hand off my leg
Howard: Listen, what is this?
Okay, grab my tit, I'll sit still, you pervert.
Ah, you're so low.
Jeff: The Andy Devine School of Voice. You are low, Dunbar.
Howard: I just keep .. .
Aynsley: I always keep it low, Jeff, 'cause I'm only after one thing.
Jeff: You are ebbing.
Mark or Howard?: God, you're incredible, man.
Aynsley: Who?
Howard: Haven't any of the chicks you've gone out with seen through you yet?
Aynsley: No, man, they still quite like me.