Frank Zappa - Concentration Moon, Part One lyrics

[Fillmore East, NYC June 5-6, 1971] Concentration Moon (Over the camp in the valley) Over the camp in the valley (Concentration Moon) (OH WHAT A) Concentration Moon (I wish I was back in the alley) Wish I was back in the alley With all of my friends, Still running free: (Running free!) Hair growing out Every hole in me (That's right, you heard right: Hair growing out Every hole in me!) AMERICAN WAY How did it start? Thousands of creeps k**ed in the park AMERICAN WAY Try and explain Scab of a nation Driven insane Don't cry Gotta go bye bye SUDDENLY: DIE DIE COP KILL A CREEP! pow pow pow [FZ:] And speaking of creeps, here they are, ladies and gentlemen . . .