| Frank Zappa - Absolutely Free
(1967)
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| Cover Front |
Album |
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| Artist/Composer |
Frank Zappa |
| Format |
MP3 |
| Genre |
Progressive Rock |
| Label |
Ryko |
| Index |
2430 |
| Collection Status |
In Collection |
| Packaging |
Hard Disk |
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| Track List |
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| 01 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Plastic People |
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| 02 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - The Duke Of Prunes |
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| 03 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Amnesia Vivace |
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| 04 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - The Duke Regains His Chops |
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| 05 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Call Any Vegetable |
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| 06 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Invocation & Ritual Dance Of The Young Pumpkin |
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| 07 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Soft-Sell Conclusion |
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| 08 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Big Leg Emma |
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| 09 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Why Don'tcha Do Me Right? |
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| 10 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - America Drinks |
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| 11 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Status Back Baby |
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| 12 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Uncle Bernie's Farm |
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| 13 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Son Of Suzy Creamcheese |
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| 14 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - Brown Shoes Don't Make It |
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| 15 |
Frank Zappa & The Mothers of Invention - America Drinks & Goes Home |
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| Details |
| Spars |
DDD |
| Rare |
No |
| Sound |
Stereo |
| UPC (Barcode) |
014431050220 |
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| Notes |
| Plastic People Ladies and Gentlemen... The President of the United States! *"Fella Americans...Doot, Doot, Doot..."* He's been sick!--Doot! Doot! And I think his wife is gonna bring him Some chicken soap Plastic people! Oh, baby, now you're such a drag I know it's hard to defend an unpopular policy Every once in a while-- Plastic people! Oh, baby, now you're such a drag And there's this guy from the CIA he's creepin' Around Laurel Canyon A fine little girl She waits for me She's as plastic as she can be She paints her face With plastic goo And wrecks her hair With some shampoo Plastic people Oh, baby, now you're such a drag "I dunno...sometimes I just get tired Of ya honey--it's...ah..your Hair spray...or something..." Plastic people Oh, baby, now you're such a drag "I hear the sound of marching feet... down Sunset Boulevard to Crescent Heights ...and there...at Pandora's box... We are confronted with...a vast Quantity of...Plastic people..." Take a day and walk around Watch the Nazi's Run your town Then go home and check yourself You think we're singing 'Bout someone else But you're Plastic people Oh, Baby, now You're such a drag Me see a neon Moon above I searched for years I found no love I'm sure that love Will never be A product of Plasticity A product of Plasticity PLASTIC, PLASTIC PEOPLE--PLA-HA-HA-HA HA-PLASTIC--You are--your foot--your hair --your nose--your arms--you suck--you love --you are--your being is--you're plastic--blah --blah--blah--blah plastic Peoples -A prune is not a vegetable --cabbage is a vegetable; makes it O.K. --plastic people--plastic People --you dream about...you think about...you eat ...you are...Ooo-Hoo-Hoo... purple prancing--plastic People- Pee-Pee-Pee-Pee-Pee-Peep! The Duke of Prunes A moon beam through the prune in June Reveals your chest I see your lovely beans And in that magic go-kart I bite your neck The cheese I have for you, my dear Is real and very new A moon beam through the prune in June Reveals your chest I see your lovely beans And in that magic go-kart I bite your neck The love I have for you, my dear Is real and very new Prune *(Pa-da-dah!)* If it is a real prune Knows no cheese *(Cheeky chanky, cheeky chanky)* And stands *(Oh no!)* Taller, stronger than any tree *(or bush)* And I know the love I have for you Will grow, and grow, and grow, I think And so my love I offer you A love that is strong, A prune that is true Amnesia Vivace (Since it basically is an Instrumental, and did not appear in the Libretto, this section is lifted from the album, it ain't easy either) La-la-la-la Oooo... ah-ah-ah (My darling You mean so very much to me And I feel so deeply... ah-ah-ah... Duke, Duke, Duke, Duke of Prunes I'll never forget you darling I'll never forget your ballads I'll never forget your rat race. In fact I might... Oh, I suppose I'll forget you eventually What is your name? Nice to see you again) The Duke Regains His Chops And you'll be my Duchess My Duchess of Prunes |
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