Frank Zappa The Air lyrics

Zappa Frank
Uncle Meat
The Air
The air
Escaping from your mouth
The hair
Escaping from your nose
My heart
Escaping from the scraping
And the shaping
Of the draping...
I'm awaking
In a T-shirt
In a Chevy
At a beach
And I'm freezing
And I'm wheezing
And I know
You were only teasing
Then I hit you
And I beat you
And told you
That I love you
In my car
In a jar


The air
Escaping from your pits
The hair
Escaping from my teeth
My hands
Are gripping
But they're slipping
And they're dripping
'Cause I'm tripping
I got busted

Coming through customs
With a suitcase
Full of tapes
It was special
Tape recording
And they grabbed me
While I was boarding
Then they hit me
And they beat me
And they told me
They don't like me
And I crashed
In my Nash
We can crash
In my Nash
etc.



I must be free
My fake I.D.
Freeeeees me
Gotta do a few things
To make my life complete
Gotta live my life
Out on the street
The difference between us
Is not very far
Cruising for burgers
In daddy's new car
My phony freedom card
Brings to me
Instantly
ECSTASY