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Flakes
Artist: Frank Zappa
Title: Flakes
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Flakes! Flakes!
Flakes! Flakes!
They don't do no good
They never be workin'
When they oughta should
They waste your time
They're wastin' mine
California's got the most of them
Boy, they got a host of them
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
They got the Flakes
Flakes! Flakes!
They can't fix yer brakes
You ask 'em, "Where's my motor?"
"Well, it was eaten by snakes..."
You can stab 'n' shoot 'n' spit
But they won't be fixin' it
They're lyin' an' lazy
They can be drivin' you crazy
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
Take it away, Bob...
I asked as nice as I could
If my job would
Somehow be finished by Friday
Well, them whole damn weekend
came 'n' went, Frankie
Wanna buy some mandies, Bob?
'N' they didn't do nothin'
But they charged me double for Sunday
You know, no matter what you do,
They gonna cheat 'n' rob you
Then they'll send you a bill
That'll get your senses reelin'
And if you do not pay
They got computer collectors
That'll get you so crazy
'Til your head'll go through th' ceilin'
Yes it will!
I'm a moron, 'n' this is my wife
She's frosting a cake
With a paper knife
All what we got here's
American made
It's a little bit cheesey,
But it's nicely displayed
Well we don't get excited when it
Crumbles 'n' breaks
We just get on the phone
And call up some Flakes
They rush on over
'N' wreck it some more
'N' we are so dumb
They're linin' up at our door
Well, the toilet went crazy
Yersterday afternoon
The plumber he says
Never flush a tampoon!
This great information
Cost me half a week's pay
And the toilet blew up
Later on the next day-ay-eee-ay
Blew up the next day
WOO-OOO
We are millions 'n' millions,
We're coming to get you
We're protected by unions
So don't let it upset you
Can't escape the conclusion
It's probably God's Will
That civilization
Will grind to a standstill
And we are the people
Who will make it all happen
While yer children is sleepin',
Yer puppy is crappin'
You might call us Flakes
Or something else you might coin us
But we know you're so greedy
That you'll probably join us
We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you
We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you
We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you
We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you...
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We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you...
We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you
We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you
We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you
That you'll probably join us
But we know you're so greedy
Or something else you might coin us
You might call us Flakes
Yer puppy is crappin'
While yer children is sleepin',
Who will make it all happen
And we are the people
Will grind to a standstill
That civilization
It's probably God's Will
Can't escape the conclusion
So don't let it upset you
We're protected by unions
We're coming to get you
We are millions 'n' millions,
WOO-OOO
Blew up the next day
Later on the next day-ay-eee-ay
And the toilet blew up
Cost me half a week's pay
This great information
Never flush a tampoon!
The plumber he says
Yersterday afternoon
Well, the toilet went crazy
They're linin' up at our door
'N' we are so dumb
'N' wreck it some more
They rush on over
And call up some Flakes
We just get on the phone
Crumbles 'n' breaks
Well we don't get excited when it
But it's nicely displayed
It's a little bit cheesey,
American made
All what we got here's
With a paper knife
She's frosting a cake
I'm a moron, 'n' this is my wife
Yes it will!
'Til your head'll go through th' ceilin'
That'll get you so crazy
They got computer collectors
And if you do not pay
That'll get your senses reelin'
Then they'll send you a bill
They gonna cheat 'n' rob you
You know, no matter what you do,
But they charged me double for Sunday
'N' they didn't do nothin'
Wanna buy some mandies, Bob?
came 'n' went, Frankie
Well, them whole damn weekend
Somehow be finished by Friday
If my job would
I asked as nice as I could
Take it away, Bob...
At every business on the coast
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear t'God they got the most
They can be drivin' you crazy
They're lyin' an' lazy
But they won't be fixin' it
You can stab 'n' shoot 'n' spit
"Well, it was eaten by snakes..."
You ask 'em, "Where's my motor?"
They can't fix yer brakes
Flakes! Flakes!
They got the Flakes
At every business on the coast
Swear t'God they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear t'God they got the most
Boy, they got a host of them
California's got the most of them
They're wastin' mine
They waste your time
When they oughta should
They never be workin'
They don't do no good
Flakes! Flakes!
Flakes! Flakes!
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Title: Flakes
Artist: Frank Zappa
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