Conehead

Conehead Lyrics

Song Conehead
Artist Frank Zappa
Album You Are What You Is
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作词 : Zappa
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai (guitar)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Ed mann (percussion)
David ocker (clarinet, bass clarinet)
Motorhead sherwood (tenor saxophone, vocals)
Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)
David logeman (drums)
Craig steward (harmonica)
Jimmy carl black (vocals)
Ahmet zappa (vocals)
Moon zappa (vocals)
Conehead...she ain't really dumb
She's just a
Conehead...'tater chip crumbs
All over her face
Is there any more beer
Stashed away at her place? she's just a
Conhead...she can't help herself
"she's a conehead girl..."
Pitch her a ring
That is the thing
That's getting her hot-uh
A hoop or a ring
Goin' over the top of her conehead
"she is from a small town in france
'n she's a conehead kind of a girl, kind
Of guy"
That's what she gives me is-uh oooh!
Conehead
When she's on her knees
The point is so high
I keep sayin' please
Keep it out of my eye, she's a
Conehead
(she's a conehead kind of a girl, kind of
Guy, kind of a girl-thing...)
Saturday night
You're home alone
The tv lights up
As her dad comes home
He's been workin' all day
At the drivin' school
In a stupid-lookin' hat
That he uses to fool
The people of earth
Who might get back
If they knew he was really
From remulak, where the
Conehead...people are from, where the
Conehead...people go to, when the
Conehead...people are done with their
Conehead...things that are fun
Connie the cone
Is dressed real neat
Like a teen-age girl
From down the street
But mom 'n dad
They don't approve
Carbohydrates
Is all they groove
Connie's eye
Has a tiny tear
But they rinse it away
With a case of beer
A bag of chips
'n fiberglass
Her diet's a riot
I can't keep quiet
I'd love to try it
But i think i'll pass
To eat that kind of stuff they pack
You'd hafta be from *remulak*, where the
Conehead...people are from, where the
Conehead...people go to, when the
Conehead...people are done with the
Conehead...things that are fun, where the
Conehead...people are from, where the
Conehead...people go to, when the
Conehead...people are done, with the
Conehead...things that are fun
zuo ci : Zappa
Frank zappa lead guitar, vocals
Ike willis rhythm guitar, vocals
Ray white rhythm guitar, vocals
Bob harris boy soprano, trumpet
Steve vai guitar
Tommy mars keyboards
Arthur barrow bass
Ed mann percussion
David ocker clarinet, bass clarinet
Motorhead sherwood tenor saxophone, vocals
Denny walley slide guitar, vocals
David logeman drums
Craig steward harmonica
Jimmy carl black vocals
Ahmet zappa vocals
Moon zappa vocals
Conehead... she ain' t really dumb
She' s just a
Conehead...' tater chip crumbs
All over her face
Is there any more beer
Stashed away at her place? she' s just a
Conhead... she can' t help herself
" she' s a conehead girl..."
Pitch her a ring
That is the thing
That' s getting her hotuh
A hoop or a ring
Goin' over the top of her conehead
" she is from a small town in france
' n she' s a conehead kind of a girl, kind
Of guy"
That' s what she gives me isuh oooh!
Conehead
When she' s on her knees
The point is so high
I keep sayin' please
Keep it out of my eye, she' s a
Conehead
she' s a conehead kind of a girl, kind of
Guy, kind of a girlthing...
Saturday night
You' re home alone
The tv lights up
As her dad comes home
He' s been workin' all day
At the drivin' school
In a stupidlookin' hat
That he uses to fool
The people of earth
Who might get back
If they knew he was really
From remulak, where the
Conehead... people are from, where the
Conehead... people go to, when the
Conehead... people are done with their
Conehead... things that are fun
Connie the cone
Is dressed real neat
Like a teenage girl
From down the street
But mom ' n dad
They don' t approve
Carbohydrates
Is all they groove
Connie' s eye
Has a tiny tear
But they rinse it away
With a case of beer
A bag of chips
' n fiberglass
Her diet' s a riot
I can' t keep quiet
I' d love to try it
But i think i' ll pass
To eat that kind of stuff they pack
You' d hafta be from remulak, where the
Conehead... people are from, where the
Conehead... people go to, when the
Conehead... people are done with the
Conehead... things that are fun, where the
Conehead... people are from, where the
Conehead... people go to, when the
Conehead... people are done, with the
Conehead... things that are fun
zuò cí : Zappa
Frank zappa lead guitar, vocals
Ike willis rhythm guitar, vocals
Ray white rhythm guitar, vocals
Bob harris boy soprano, trumpet
Steve vai guitar
Tommy mars keyboards
Arthur barrow bass
Ed mann percussion
David ocker clarinet, bass clarinet
Motorhead sherwood tenor saxophone, vocals
Denny walley slide guitar, vocals
David logeman drums
Craig steward harmonica
Jimmy carl black vocals
Ahmet zappa vocals
Moon zappa vocals
Conehead... she ain' t really dumb
She' s just a
Conehead...' tater chip crumbs
All over her face
Is there any more beer
Stashed away at her place? she' s just a
Conhead... she can' t help herself
" she' s a conehead girl..."
Pitch her a ring
That is the thing
That' s getting her hotuh
A hoop or a ring
Goin' over the top of her conehead
" she is from a small town in france
' n she' s a conehead kind of a girl, kind
Of guy"
That' s what she gives me isuh oooh!
Conehead
When she' s on her knees
The point is so high
I keep sayin' please
Keep it out of my eye, she' s a
Conehead
she' s a conehead kind of a girl, kind of
Guy, kind of a girlthing...
Saturday night
You' re home alone
The tv lights up
As her dad comes home
He' s been workin' all day
At the drivin' school
In a stupidlookin' hat
That he uses to fool
The people of earth
Who might get back
If they knew he was really
From remulak, where the
Conehead... people are from, where the
Conehead... people go to, when the
Conehead... people are done with their
Conehead... things that are fun
Connie the cone
Is dressed real neat
Like a teenage girl
From down the street
But mom ' n dad
They don' t approve
Carbohydrates
Is all they groove
Connie' s eye
Has a tiny tear
But they rinse it away
With a case of beer
A bag of chips
' n fiberglass
Her diet' s a riot
I can' t keep quiet
I' d love to try it
But i think i' ll pass
To eat that kind of stuff they pack
You' d hafta be from remulak, where the
Conehead... people are from, where the
Conehead... people go to, when the
Conehead... people are done with the
Conehead... things that are fun, where the
Conehead... people are from, where the
Conehead... people go to, when the
Conehead... people are done, with the
Conehead... things that are fun
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