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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Zappa, Frank - FlakesFrank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Adrian Belew (rhythm guitar, vocals) Tommy Mars (keyboards, vocals) Peter Wolf (keyboards) Patrick OHearn (bass, vocals) Terry Bozzio (drums, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion, vocals) Napoleon Murphy Brock (background vocals) Andre Lewis (background vocals) Randy Thornton (background vocals) Davey Moire (background vocals) Flakes! Flakes! Flakes! Flakes! They dont do no good They never be workin When they oughta should They waste your time Theyre wastin mine Californias got the most of them Boy, they got a host of them Swear tGod they got the most At every business on the coast Swear tGod they got the most At every business on the coast They got the Flakes Flakes! Flakes! They cant fix yer brakes You ask em, "Wheres my motor?" "Well, it was eaten by snakes..." You can stab n shoot n spit But they wont be fixin it Theyre lyin an lazy They can be drivin you crazy Swear tGod they got the most At every business on the coast Swear tGod 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 didnt do nothin But they charged me double for Sunday You know, no matter what you do, They gonna cheat n rob you Then theyll send you a bill Thatll get your senses reelin And if you do not pay They got computer collectors Thatll get you so crazy Til your headll go through th ceilin Yes it will! Im a moron, n this is my wife Shes frosting a cake With a paper knife All what we got heres American made Its a little bit cheesey, But its nicely displayed Well we dont 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 Theyre 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 weeks 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, Were coming to get you Were protected by unions So dont let it upset you Cant escape the conclusion Its probably Gods 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 youre so greedy That youll probably join us Were coming to get you, were coming to get you Were coming to get you, were coming to get you Were coming to get you, were coming to get you Were coming to get you, were coming to get you... |
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