Lyrics Pygmy Twylyte - Frank Zappa, The Mothers

Pygmy Twylyte

Green hocker croakin'
In the pygmy twylyte
Crankin' an' a-coke'n
In the winchell’s do-nut midnite
Out of his deep on a 'fore day run
Hurtin' for sleep in the quaalude moonlight
Green hocker in a greyhound locker
Smokin' in the pygmy twylyte
Joined the bus
33rd seat
Doo-doo room
Reek replete
Crystal eye, crystal eye
Got a crystal kidney & he’s fraid to die
In the pygmy twylyte
Downer midnite
Pygmy twylyte
Downer midnite
Pygmy twylyte
Downer midnite
Pygmy twylyte
Downer midnite
Waahhh!
wait a minute
Don’t spray that stuff in my eyes
All we’re tryin' to do is to have a little party
Somebody tell me if the bluesy … was your little party
Make me wanna jump up and down
I said aaahhh!
Honey, honey
Honey, honey
Tush tush
Honey, honey
Too young!
Honey, honey
Wait a minute!
Honey, honey
Honey, honey
Honey, honey
Honey, honey
Get him down
Get him down
Get him down
What you’re gonna do
When your time is up?
What you’re gonna do
When your time is up?
Are you gonna take me?
What are you gonna be?
I might just tell you please
What are you gonna say?
One thing
I wanna know
One thing, baby
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know…
Right over there, there’s a
Doo-doo room
Right upstairs there’s a
Doo-doo room
Right out back here there’s a
Doo-doo room
In perellis' pocket there’s a
Doo-doo room