prefer a chauffered limosine and two air-conditioned dressing rooms, please. "I'm what? Well, so's your wife! She's not? Well, to each his own. "Beg pardon, stick it in my
love is there to see Yesterday that sweet love was my own but now I feel a cry coming on Yes I feel a cry coming on and for the first time in my life
Oh shit, well, I'll cook myself a brew I got my own way home, I got my own keys So, why you looking at me like you my lady? I got my own kinds of groovy
! whoo! wheeeee! almost gotcha! Harry: Not now, rhonda! ow! oof! oh, I love this! hurt me! hurt me! oh, pull my chain, you tiny potato-headed whatchamacallit
: Man! this stuff is great! it's just as if donovan himself had appeared on my very own tv with words of peace, love, and eternal cosmic wisdom. leading
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
worth noting that, although the plot was my idea, each band member was responsible for generating his own dialog.) (?): Hold it! Hold it! (?): Hey
) Ensemble: (singing) De white boy troubles! (white boy troubles!) De white boy troubles! (boy got troubles!) Oh what a boidennn! (oh, heavy boidennn
Danced at the Fillmore I'm completely stoned I'm hippy & I'm trippy I'm a gypsy on my own I'll stay a week & get the crabs & Take a bus back home I'm
a bird that's lost its mate in flight I'm alone and oh so blue tonight Like a piece of driftwood on the sea may you never be alone like me [ piano ]
Sing your own halleluyah (Halleluyah) Soup or No Soup Sing your own halleluyah (Halleluyah) Soup or No Soup Sing your own (Halleluyah) I hear my girlfriend Is my
IS HENRY, HENRY BROADNAX. CHURCH LADIES (cooing) OH HENRY! SOFIA BUT EVERYBODY CALL HIM BUSTER. A PRIZE FIGHTER, FRIEND OF THE FAMILY. CHURCH LADIES (swooning as they sing) OH! OH! OH
be my start RICHARD T No more carrying spears MARY I'll be discovered my life won't ever be the same Billy Wilder will know my name and he'll call
I understand Between your passion and your pride you're half a man I don't want your kiss without your sweet love too Go on and go if you need her like I need you [ piano
being chosen Something with no brain, blue pain It's happening again, it's happening again Oh, Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a while with me? Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my
rang her "From A Distance" just like it was my own I'd pretend I've the voice of Beth Neilsen Chapman I wrote 'Late Night Grande' with just my right hand
, come on, (Let?s do a duet). Paris Bennett: Our tears will be the stream, we?ll pair in harmony J. Issac: (Oh), to my piano what will we find
lead me throught that door and burn my life away Oh mama please forgive me the shame is all my own I could have gone right just as easy as I went wrong [ piano ] Oh