Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (ba**)
Scott thunes (ba**)
Jay anderson (string ba**)
Ed mann (percussion)
Chad wackerman (drums)
Ike willis (vocals)
Terry bozzio (vocals)
Dale bozzio (vocals)
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Crab-gra** baby:
Stroke me pompadour, pompaduooor, pompaduooor, pompaduooor. stroke me pompadour, father. stroke it nicely while i tell you about the problems i am having with my car an my girlfriend. ooo-wo-woo
White man's burden!
Her and her girlfriend used to go out and booze it up and tear up the upholstery; rip the seats completely out, and so i got a fifty-six olds. about the time i got it running decently, she got i
And wrecked the trans...tore it completely up, so i had to get another oldsmobile (either that or go to tijuana or go to brown moses way down in egypt-land). it's so hard on a child when his car
Ucked up. buy me a volvo, faaather.
Harry-as-a-boy:
Isn't it terrific, artificial rhonda!
Crab-gra** baby:
One-adam-twelve...see the enormous white pompadour! ha-ha-ha-ho! that's a good one! hoo-hoo-hoo.
Harry-as-a-boy:
He's so young, and yet, so wise!
Crab-gra** baby:
I pooped my pants, pooped my pants, pooped my pants! i went doody, faaather, sob-sob-sob-sob-sob.
Harry-as-a-boy:
His vocabulary is astonishing!
Crab-gra** baby:
So what if you s** a little co*k every once in a while?
Harry-as-a-boy:
Ohhh...i'm so lucky to have a son like this...
Crab-gra** baby:
Barf me out...gag me with a volvo!
Harry-as-a-boy:
I can't wait to show him to all the fellas down at the mine-shaft!
Crab-gra** baby:
Take me to the movies. buy me a balloon. stroke me pompadour!
Harry-as-a-boy:
Look! look! look at the pecker on him, wouldja! goodjy-goodjy-goodjy-goo! hoo hoo hoo!
Thing-fish:
Dis boy have a 'provlem'! however, how 'bout a nice round of applause fo de three 'wise mammies', comin' atcha outa chute numba five!