Frank Zappa
Harry You’re A Beast [Road Tapes, Venue #3]
I'm gonna tell you the way it is
And I'm not gonna be kind or easy
Your whole attitude stinks, I say
And the life you lead is completely empty

You paint your head
Your mind is dead
You don't even know what I just said

THAT'S YOU: AMERICAN WOMANHOOD!

You're phony on top
You're phony underneath
You lay in bed & grit your teeth

MARY, I WANT YOUR BODY!
JOSEPH, GET BACK!
MARY, IT'S NOT MERELY PHYSICAL!
JOSEPH, YOU'RE A BEAST!

Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me

Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me
Don't come in me, in me