Frank Zappa - A Token Of My Extreme Lyrics
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)Ike willis (lead vocals)Peter wolf (keyboards)Arthur barrow (bass, vocals)Ed mann (percussion)Vinnie colaiuta (drums)Arriving at l. ron hoovers modernistic office / cathedral / warehouse / condominium complex, joe is greeted by a pre-recorded message and a dramatically illuminated image on a wall-sized tv scr.L. ron hoover:Welcome to the first church of appliantology! the white zone is for loading and unloading only!Dont you be tarot-fiedIts just a tokenOf my extremeDont you be tarot-fiedIts just a tokenOf my extremeDont you never try toLook behind my eyesYou dont wanna knowWhat they have seenDont you never try toLook behind my eyesYou dont wanna knowWhat they have seenJoe: (thinking to himself)Some people thinkThat if they go too farTheyll never get backTo where the rest ofThem areI might be crazyBut theres one thingI knowYou might be surprisedAt what you findWhen ya go!And thus, having ration- alized his expedition to l. rons modernistic office / cathedral / warehouse / condominium complex, joe seeks the answer to his problem...Joe:Oh oh ohMystical advisorWhat is my problem,Tell meCan you see?L. ron hoover:Well, you have nothingTo fear, my son!You are a latentAppliance *****ist,It appears to me!Joe:That all seems very,Very strangeI never cravedA toasterOr a color t.v.L. ron hoover:A latent appliance*****istIs a person whoRefuses to admitTo his or herselfThat sexualGratification canOnly be achievedThrough the use ofMachines...Get the picture?Joe:Are you telling meI should come outOf the closet nowMr. ron?L. ron hoover:No, my son!You must go intoThe closetJoe:What?L. ron hoover:And you will haveJoe:Heh?L. ron hoover:Hey!A lot of fun!Thats whereThey all liveSo if you want anAppliance to love youYoull have toGo in theren get you oneJoe:Well...that seemsSimple enough...L. ron hoover:Yes, but if you want aReally good one,Youll have to learn aForeign language...Joe:German, for instance?L. ron hoover:Thats right...A lot of really cuteOnes come fromOver there!(fifty bucks, please)And a cheerful group ofAppliantologists danceInto the room wearingAluminum foil lab smocks,Lock arms in a circleAround joe, making sureHe pays in full, all theWhile singing with l. ronAs he delivers his finalInstructions...L. ron hoover:If you beenMod-o-fied,Its an illusion,An yer in betweenDont you beTarot-fied,Its just a lot of nothin,So what can it mean?If you beenMod-o-fied,Its an illusion,An yer in betweenDont you beTarot-fied,Its just a lot of nothin,So what can it mean?If you beenMod-o-fied,Its an illusion,An yer in between...
