Frank Zappa - A Little Green Rosetta lyrics

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals) Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals) Ike willis (lead vocals) Peter wolf (keyboards) Arthur barrow (ba**, vocals) Ed mann (percussion) Vinnie colaiuta (drums) Central scrutinizer: A little green rosetta A little green rosetta A little green rosetta A little green rosetta You'll make A muffin betta With a green rosetta A little green rosetta A tiny green rosetta A green rosetta A little green rosetta A little green rosetta A tiny green rosetta You'll make A muffin really betta It's betta It's really getting betta It's betta, it's betta With a green rosetta Setta, setta And a green rositti, too Green rositti A little green rositti It's really, really meaty A little green rositti You'll make A muffin really betta It's betta (hey, really out There...that was Really good) It's really getting betta It's betta, it's betta With a green rosetta Setta, setta (good god, give the Drummer some) Green rosetta A little green rosetta A little green rosetta A little green rosetta (setta, setta, setta, Etc....) (make a muffin, make A muffin, make a muffin, Make a muffin betta, Make a muffin betta, Etc....) With a green rosetta A little green rosetta You'll make a muffin betta (etc....) Good god! you're Really jammin'! now The reggae version, Hey, for the people in The third world... We haven't forgotten Anybody on this Song...for all of you French people...who Think that you're outta Sight...and for the People in spain...who Think the french People are where it's At...and for the people In mongolia who Always wanted to go to Spain for a vacation... And for those of you in Taiwan who got Chumped, this chorus Is for you: (rang tang Ding dong, i am the Japanese sandman... Take eight...) Green rosetta A green rosetta A little green rosetta (against the reggae Beat, though... No, it's still reggae, But it's all backwards) A little green rosetta A little green rosetta A little green rosetta You'll make A muffin betta A little green rosetta (etc., etc., etc...) Now you see, some Places in the third World it might be Difficult to dance to This because the Kerosene record player Is not a very efficient Device...and a lot of Times they run out of, They run out of spunk Right in the middle of The chorus...causing The song to sound like This... A little green rosetta However we continue In spite of the fact that The fuel may be low on Your record player. we Suggest that in places In the fourth world Where things are really Tough that you keep The record player Going by rubbing two Sticks together. and if All else fails, throw the Record away...build Your own green Rosetta...try this Recipe: we'll start with A lump of gra**...the Gra** bone connected To the ankle bone...the Knee bone connected To the wishbone...and Then everybody moves To new york and goes To a party with Warren. hey! And we've flown in, at Great expense, (triple Scale, no less, ladies And gentlemen), steve Gad's clone to play the Out-chorus on this Song...he's really outa- Site, in spite of the fact That the click track is Totally irrelevant to What he's doing right now. I'm listening to the Click, yes i'm suffering With the click track Right now...this guy is Totally out of sync with It, but what the f**. Ed mann will call him Up later, show him the Sign. okay vinnie, Where is five? They're pretty good Musicians They're pretty good Musicians They're pretty good Musicians (the singer's not too Good, but the musicians Are pretty good) They're pretty good Musicians They're pretty good Musicians They're pretty good Musicians They're pretty good Musicians But it don't make no Difference If they're good Musicians Because anybody who Would buy this record Doesn't give a f** if There's good musicians On it Because this is a Stupid song And that's the Way i like it A little green rosetta Hey! A little green rosetta A little green rosetta A little green rosetta You make A muffin betta With a green rosetta A little green rosetta Rosetta, rosetta Rosetta (etc., etc., etc....) Al malkin: Zetta...