Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hot Plate Heaven At The Green Hotel, artist - Frank Zappa.
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Song language: English
Hot Plate Heaven At The Green Hotel |
I used to have a job |
An' I was doin' fairly well |
Depression came along |
An' everybody start to yell |
«Where'd they go, them good ol' days |
An' all that crap we used to sell?» |
Now I’m in Hot-Plate Heaven |
At the Green Hotel |
Republicans is fine |
If you’re a multi-millionaire |
Democrats is fair |
If all you own is what you wear |
Neither of 'em's REALLY right |
'Cause neither of 'em CARE |
'Bout that Hot-Plate Heaven |
'Cause they ain’t been there |
They really oughta go |
'N find out how the hall-way smell — |
They’d benefit to know |
'Bout what the bums in there could tell |
(Of course we’re only dreamin' |
But I s’pose it’s just as well |
That’s ALL you get to dream |
Up in the Green Hotel) |
Nature didn’t put me here |
An' neither did my fate — |
It musta been some evil ol' |
Republican candidate! |
He’s over there in Washington |
But I wish he was in HELL |
'Cause I’m in Hot-Plate Heaven |
At the Green Hotel |
Things is slightly better now; |
They hope we will forget |
Their misery of 'TRICKLE DOWN' |
An' jelly-bean etiquette |
The Regal Presidential Style |
Has simply not worn well |
But neither has my rags |
Up in the Green Hotel |
I said the Green Hotel |
I mean the Green Hotel |
Been there once |
The Green Hotel |
We’re goin' again |
The Green Hotel |
Neither has my rags |
Up in the Green Hotel |
Hey, pass me the dog-food! |