Frank Zappa - Diptheria Blues Lyrics
(M.O.I)[Tully Gymnasium, Florida State UniversityOctober 9, 1970]Back [...] a hundred years agoThere wasn't anyway you can go down here in FloridaMississippi[...]Any of [...] thingsThen you got your home [...]And you got your own thingsAnd you got your soul brothersHundred years ago [...]Would never [...] it was[...][...][...] background, ladies and gentlemen[...] brownie diphtheria harmonica blues[...] Asthma MarkAnd the Funk BrothersGood God!Good God![...]What is this?I can't stand itI can't really [...] a heartbreakYou just warm me upTake it to my pocket pleaseTake it to my hometownTake it to my strawhatTake it in my blue [...]They send me down by the scarecrowAnd they sayHey, boyYou better picking bluebirds all day longIt's about time you really got it onAnd I know you brothers got rhythm and you got soulSomebody you play some, I meanWe gotta have one on every blockJust to show how cool we areI'm staying [...] and all of thisWhat's that rag you're listening hereWould be [Joe Brown and the Twistmen], boyWould take your women back to their shedWe're gonna use you to make me feel, boyThen we're gonna sit down and [...] on you[...]Fine [...] Asthma MarkThey used to say, play that thing there for morePlay the harmonica, boyPlay that thingAsthma Mark goes free, yeah![...] what?Asthma Mark goes free, yeah!Free yeah!Free yeah!Carlos Santana, ladies and gentlemen!Good God!Don't break that bottle, brother AynsleyIt's all we gotSo Asthma Mark would sit on
