Lyrics: Frank Zappa. Playground Psychotics. Beer Shampoo.

Mark: That's the kind of guy [...]
Aynsley: When you just stopped it was running on your head
Howard: Well I had to do an Edward Arnold slow-burn, man, there was nothing else I could do, 'cept play it for all it was worth
Aynsley: I said the only other thing to do is go get another can of beer and pour it over HIS head . . .
Howard: Well, it was already getting silly, man. I mean, it was remedial as it is, I think . . .
FZ: Ha ha!
Howard: Let's not make it too childish
Aynsley: [...]
Mark: Every night for a year and a half, man, no matter how sick I was, or how I felt on stage . . .
?: Howie [...]
Mark: He, I used to sing, he used to sing "How is the weather" in "Happy Together" and pour a whole glass of water over my head, man, and he liked it so much that he made it an integral part of the show, the kids loved it, so I just let it keep happening
Aynsley: He can't stand it, man, that's all . . .
Mark: And you're just a pansy ass, kiss ass little girl . . .
?: Ha ha ha!
Mark: Simmons!
Howard: Beer is another thing, man! I'm fucking soaked!
Mark: They use beer in some shampoos, Howard
Howard: I don't give a shit, that's all I know it that water would dry up and not stain, and he ruined my shoes, man! I can't believe it
?: Ohhh!
Mark: Materialist!
Howard: Hey lookit, Pat McGregor!
Mark: Materialistic! Materialistic!
Howard: You're the dude who said . . .
(scuffle)
FZ: Oh oh oh!
Mark: Materialist!
?: Ohhh
Howard: Don't do it to you, I don't have any beer, man
Aynsley: Okay
Mark: "New York's so lonely . . . "
Howard: I can't even . . . you keep your hands off me you creep
Mark: "And you are the only . . . "
Jeff: You creep, ha ha!
Howard: Stop it, man!