Frank Zappa - Dickie's Such An ***** Lyrics
One n one is eleven!Two n two is twenty-two!Wont somebody kindly tell me,Whats the government is tryin t do...Dickies just to trickyFor a chump like me to useYou take that sub-committee seriously, boyYou could get a seizure from the evenin newsMillions n millions of dollars...Much as he might need...He could open up a chain of motels, peopleOn the highway, yes indeed!Quadrafonic desperation!Just might be some confinement loaf all up under your bedIf you just might pinch a little loaf in your slumberThe fbi gonna get your numberThe fbiGonna get your numberThe fbiGonna get your numberEtc.Tryin not to worryTryin not to careBut you know, I get delightedWhen that soup goes over thereCant have no private conversationNowhereIn the usaCant wait til the rest of the people all over the the worldFind out their governmentIs just the same ol wayEvery day...The gangster stepped right up,n kissed him on the lips good-byeMade him a *****sucker by proxy, yes he did,An he didnt even bat an eye!The man in the white house -- oooh!Hes got a conscience black as sin!Theres just one thing I wanna know --Howd that ***** ever manage to get in?
