First I'll buy some beads And then perhaps a leather band to go around my head, some feathers and bells, and a book of Indian lore. I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce how to get to Hate Street and smoke an awful lot of dope.
I will wander around barefootI will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all timesI will love everyoneI will love the police as they kick the shit out of me on the streetI will sleep...I will, I will go to a houseThat's, that's what I will doI will go to a houseWhere there's a rock roll band'Cause the groups all live togetherAnd I will join a rock & roll bandI will be their road managerAnd I will stay there with themAnd I will get the crabsBut I won't care
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But yes, Zappa rules
As soon as I heard "Mr. America walk on by your schools that do not teach" I knew this was right up my alley