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jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all That Jazz
Darlington, helped an old man on his own chase some kids who fucking threw bricks through his flat window. He had a way with people like that. [Because
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
the end of the first show... Don: By the end of the first show... No the second show. FZ: So at this point in the development of our plot the three
you just said, "No" That's pretty crummy man - you're like his favorite idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that
post. Please monsieur there's no one there: and if there is, well then, it must be a ghost . . . MEG (looking up) He's there; the Phantom of the Opera
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wants some? So much shit I got entertainment center in my bathroom I heard explosions, screams and shootings We ran here for ammos of keyboard pianos and ended up looting Perfect timing like
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enthuse me I been framed like Mona Lisa, crucified like Easter My dreams I still leave none dead like Mother Theresa Trekked to be a star show no emotion like Data The business
