Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The White Boy Troubles, artist - Frank Zappa. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Song language: English
The White Boy Troubles |
| Zappa Frank |
| Miscellaneous |
| The White Boy Troubles |
| Frank Zappa (guitar, synclavier) |
| Steve Vai (guitar) |
| Ray White (guitar, vocals) |
| Tommy Mars (keyboards) |
| Chuck Wild (piano) |
| Arthur Barrow (bass) |
| Scott Thunes (bass) |
| Jay Anderson (string bass) |
| Ed Mann (percussion) |
| Chad Wackerman (drums) |
| Ike Willis (vocals) |
| Terry Bozzio (vocals) |
| Dale Bozzio (vocals) |
| Napoleon Murphy Brock (vocals) |
| Bob Harris (vocals) |
| Johnny «Guitar» Watson (vocals) |
| ENSEMBLE: (singing) |
| De white boy troubles! |
| (White boy troubles!) |
| De white boy troubles! |
| (Boy got troubles!) |
| Oh what a boidennn! |
| (Oh, heavy boidennn!) |
| His car’s fucked up! |
| De boy got a provlem! |
| She ripped up de 'polstry |
| (Wit de red dress on) |
| Outa dat O-zo-mobile! |
| (Tell me what I say) |
| Hafta go ta Tia-Juana now! |
| (I don’t have it) |
| He should go to BROWN MOSES, |
| Way down in Egyppp-Lainnn! |
| (Egyppp-Lainnn) |
| THING-FISH: (checking off a clipboard, like a social worker) |
| Looks likes y’done putty good heahh, HARRY-AS-A-BOY! |
| I sees ya' growin' up like |
| a weed, axmodently reproducin' YOSEFF 'n evvythang. |
| Done found some low-rent |
| housin' in a one-dimensional cardbode nativity box on some Italian’s funt lawn. |
| .bunch o' crab-grass underneath de offspring fo quick 'n easy sanitatium… shit! |
| Y’all provvly be savin' up fo yo first LAVA LAMP putty soon! |
| We’re incredibly happy! |
| Even though I’m gay for business purposes, |
| my relationship with artificial RHONDA has blossomed into something really |
| beautiful, although I must confess to being baffled by how she got knocked up. |
| THING-FISH: |
| Well, if de trufe be told, it were de father o' de boy at de gas statium… |
| when y’sent de ol' lady in fo' de inner-tube patchin', 'round de foth o' July. |
| QUENTIN? |
| How could he be so unfaithful? |
| I’m sure God has ways of punishing |
| naughty little guys like that! |
| THING-FISH: |
| Mights well stop complainin', boy! |
| De damage been done! |
| Leastways y’all can |
| pretend to be SOME KINDA DADDY! |
| Yo' rubber bitch ain’t gwine change no diapers! |
| Y’said y’all was incredibly happy! |
| Enjoy it while y’got it, boy! |
| De shit gwine hit de fan in a minute! |
| What? |
| Something BAD is going to happen? |
| THING-FISH: |
| You figgit out… judgin' fum de intellectional expressium on yo' beloved’s |
| ignint face, de bitch gwine be contemplatin' A CAREER OF HER OWN! |
| See dat? |
| Look like she got her one good eye on a briefcase 'n a tweed spo’t coat down de |
| mall somewheres! |
| Durin' de intromissium, few de SISTERS seen her 'tendin' a CONSCIOUSNESS |
| RAISIN' MEETIN' over at de Hiltum! |
| Thass right! |
| Bitch passed up de MASH |
| POTATOES 'n took off wit' de High School Cafeteria Butch. |
| FRANCESCO opens the door, and stands on the porch, still watching through the |
| binoculars. |
| THING-FISH: (contd.) |
| Makin' matters woise, de Italian dat be ownin' yo' nativity bungalow been |
| wondrin' 'bouts de hanky AN' de panky 'tween you 'n dem two concrete flamingos |
| ovuh by de steps! |
| You been messin' wit de State Bird o' New Jersey, muthafucker! |
| Dat kin git you five to life in dis vicinity! |
| If you wants a little frennly |
| advice, boy, I’d be growin' my ass up a little quicker, 'n whizz on outa heahh! |
| Leave de ugly baby in de crab-grass, snatch up yo' wretched excuse fo a woman, |
| 'n climb on up de heap! |
| Get yo’seff a job drivin' a truck fulla string-beans |
| to Utah! |
| Make sumfin' out y’seff, so’s y’can afode a ticket to de MAMMY NUN |
| SHOW! |
| Den we can piss all ovuh de adulterated wimp you gwine become, |
| an' get de shit rollin' agin'! |