Текст песни Any Kind Of Pain - Frank Zappa
Broadway
The
Hard
Way,
ladies
and
gentlemen
Broadway
The
Hard
Way
You
are
the
girl
Somebody
invented
In
a
grim
little
office
On
Madison
Ave
They
were
specific
They
made
you
terrific
Red
lips
Blue
eyes
Blonde
hair
Un-wise
You′re
All-American
And,
darling,
they
said
so
You'd
take
any
kind
of
pain
from
me
Wouldn′t
you,
baby?
You'd
take
any
kind
of
pain
from
me
Wouldn't
you,
baby?
Since
you
haven′t
got
a
brain
Let
me
just
explain
Any
kind
of
pain
Is
never
a
maybe
What?
Her
head′s
full
of
bubbles
Her
nose
is
petite
She
looks
like
she
never
Gets
nothin'
to
eat
She
dines
with
actors
′N
Wall
Street
characters
Dull
talk
Nice
clothes
See
her?
She
blows
She's
so
important
′Cause
he
gets
to
do
talk
shows
And
she'd
take
any
kind
of
pain
from
me
Wouldn′t
you,
Bobby?
She'd
take
any
kind
of
pain
from
me
Wouldn't
you,
Bobby?
Since
she
hasn′t
got
a
name
Let
me
just
explain
Any
kind
of
pain
Is
probably
her
hobby
She
has
moved
up
now
She′s
come
a
long
way
They
give
her
bunches
Of
words
she
can
say
When
she's
in
a
bold
mood
"Confinement
Loaf"
sounds
good
That′s
right
She's
wrong
Let′s
end
Her
song
It
seems
she's
everywhere
We
just
can′t
escape
her
Is
this
a
miracle
of
pure
evolution?
And
all
the
yuppie
boys,
they
dream
they
will
rape
her
She
brings
the
bus
right
to
a
thrilling
conclusion
Yes,
she's
every
bit
as
tame
as
me
Isn't
she
tender?
Yes,
she′s
every
bit
as
lame
as
me
Let
us
remember
She
gets
only
half
the
blame
Only
half
the
blame
Only
half
the
blame
Unless
we
extend
her
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3 Rhymin' Man
4 Why Don't You Like Me?
5 Outside Now
6 Bacon Fat
7 Stolen Moments
8 What Kind Of Girl?
9 When The Lie's So Big
10 Hot Plate Heaven At The Green Hotel
11 Elvis Has Just Left The Building
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