Текст песни Agency Man (studio version) - Frank Zappa
                                                Sell 
                                                us 
                                                    a 
                                                president, 
                                                agency 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smiling 
                                                Big 
                                                Brother, 
                                                stern 
                                                father 
                                                perhaps
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sell 
                                                us 
                                                    a 
                                                president, 
                                                agency 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                gay 
                                                smiling 
                                                nothing 
                                                we 
                                                know 
                                                never 
                                                craps
 
                                    
                                
                                                One, 
                                                two, 
                                                three, 
                                                four!
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                he's 
                                                closed 
                                                the 
                                                schools
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                burned 
                                                the 
                                                books 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                we've 
                                                planned
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                get 
                                                the 
                                                press 
                                                together
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                Barry 
                                                Sadler 
                                                Band!
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Another 
                                                one!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Rousing, 
                                                mmh...)
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                he's 
                                                closed 
                                                the 
                                                schools
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                burned 
                                                the 
                                                books 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                we've 
                                                planned
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                get 
                                                the 
                                                press 
                                                together
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                Barry 
                                                Sadler 
                                                Band!
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                lots 
                                                to 
                                                drink 
                                                from 
9                                                o'clock
 
                                    
                                
                                                They'll 
                                                all 
                                                be 
                                                bombed 
                                                by 
                                                10
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                reveal 
                                                he's 
                                                bound 
                                                for 
                                                Washington
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                sell 
                                                him 
                                                once 
                                                again!
 
                                    
                                
                                                FZ: 
                                                Okay!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ray: 
                                                That 
                                                ending— 
                                                That 
                                                ending 
                                                comes 
                                                up 
                                                like 
                                                ransa-pransa-prance 
..                                                .
 
                                    
                                
                                                FZ: 
                                                Okay, 
                                                now 
                                                the 
                                                next 
                                                ransa-pransa 
..                                                .
 
                                    
                                
                                                FZ: 
                                                Go!
 
                                    
                                
                                                One, 
                                                two 
..                                                .
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                sell 
                                                him 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                movies
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                tube 
                                                throughout 
                                                the 
                                                year
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                sell 
                                                him 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                buckets
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                Okies 
                                                drinking 
                                                beer
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                teach 
                                                him 
                                                how 
                                                to 
                                                walk 
                                                and 
                                                talk
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                putty 
                                                up 
                                                his 
                                                chin
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                print 
                                                his 
                                                picture 
                                                everywhere
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                course 
                                                the 
                                                Schmuck 
                                                will 
                                                win
 
                                    
                                
                                                FZ: 
                                                You 
                                                gotta, 
                                                you 
                                                gotta 
                                                sing, 
                                                "Of 
                                                course 
                                                the 
                                                schmuck 
                                                will 
                                                win" 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                end.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ray: 
                                                Yeah...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Roy: 
                                                Take 
                                                it, 
                                                Don.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ray: 
                                                ... 
                                                that 
                                                sound 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                funny 
                                                if 
                                                we're 
                                                rumpa-pumping 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                we 
                                                stop 
                                                and 
                                                go 
                                                uh, 
                                                "Of 
                                                course 
                                                the 
                                                schmuck 
                                                will 
                                                win."
 
                                    
                                
                                                FZ: 
                                                Yeah, 
                                                it's 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                funny.
 
                                    
                                
                                                People 
                                                are 
                                                    a 
                                                lot 
                                                of 
                                                pigs
 
                                    
                                
                                                They're 
                                                greedy 
                                                and 
                                                they're 
                                                dumb
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                sure 
                                                that's 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                simple 
                                                truth
 
                                    
                                
                                                Look 
                                                how 
                                                far 
                                                he's 
                                                come!
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                heart 
                                                of 
                                                old 
                                                Death 
                                                Valley
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                ruling 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                simple 
                                                trick, 
                                                you 
                                                simple 
                                                pigs
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                we 
                                                planned
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Original Mothers At Fillmore East
2 Agency Man (studio version)
3 Band Introductions at the Fillmore West
4 The Story of Willie the Pimp
5 Jim/Roy
6 Power Trio From The Saints 'N Sinners
7 Lecture From Festival Hall Show
8 Black Beauty
9 The Village Inn
10 Chucha
11 Mothers At KPFK
12 Original Mothers Rehearsal
13 Piece Two
14 Don Interrupts
15 I Was a Teen-Age Malt Shop
16 The Duke of Prunes (Original)
17 Opening Night At "Studio Z"
18 Agency Man
19 Plastic People
20 Steal Away
21 The Birth Of Captain Beefheart
22 Theme From Run Home Slow
23 Piece One
24 Wedding Dress Song/The Handsome Cabin Boy
25 Skweezit Skweezit Skweezit
26 Metal Man Has Won His Wings
27 Bossa Nova Pervertamento
28 Excerpt From The Uncle Frankie Show
29 Party Scene From Mondo Hollywood
30 Speed-Freak Boogie
31 How Could I Be Such a Fool?
32 Harry, You're A Beast
33 Theme From Run Home Slow
34 Original Duke Of Prunes
35 Opening Night At "Studio Z"
36 Steal Away
37 The Birth Of Captain Beefheart
38 Metal Man Has Won His Wings
39 I Was a Teen-Age Malt Shop
40 Bossa Nova Pervertamento
41 Excerpt From The Uncle Frankie Show
42 Charva
43 Original Mothers At The Broadside
44 Party Scene From Mondo Hollywood
45 Speed-Freak Boogie
46 Plastic People
47 Piece One
48 How Could I Be Such a Fool?
49 Agency Man
50 Wedding Dress Song/The Handsome Cabin Boy
51 Harry, You're A Beast
52 Skweezit Skweezit Skweezit
53 Harmonica Fun
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