Frank Zappa - Wistful Wit A Fist-Full lyrics

[Chuck Wild broadway piano] [Evil Prince: (mammified fake-Broadway singing)] What is happenin' to me! An' also to de ol' zom-BIE I used tum know? Of c'ose dey Once was so spectaculuhhh! Now we be Talkin' de vernaculuhhh! Dis a strange kind o' reactium To de pig we et befo'! I's immune to de Re-ZEASE, I s'pose Fum s**in' up de greeze Fum de DUO-DEENUM dribblin's Outa de pig befo'! I can laugh 'n rub my chin When MY re-ZEASE come rollin' in, It's jes' like catchin' a second win'! I feel so gay-y-y-y-y-y! Some mights refer to me as SCUM, 'Cause where dey all be comin' from (When de GALOOT CO-LOG-NUH rushin' down de plain) Is underneef some ragg'dy dirt In de suburbean out-skirt Of ol' Manhattin', Traffick pattin' Near de GAY WHITE WAY! I gets clammy, sayin' 'MAMMY' I gets chills all up my spine! I gets wistful, Wit a fistful Of ve-NE-she-um bline! Jes' like tuggin' on de heart-strings! Jes' like dem lil' ol' fallin' apart things, Jes' like whatevuh dat is rotten, YESSIR! We has sho'ly has not fo-gotten HOW T'PRETEND TO SING! Now, deys hope, We ain't gwine die! Only de s**ers forced t'buy Dem 'spensive tickets we be sellin' at de do'! Now we got BROADWAY ZOMBIE MAMMYS! We gots an' UGLY, UGLY O'PHAN ANNIE! An' de traditium will go on, 'n on, 'n on I loves t'see de, see de ZOMBIE fly! YESSIR! It sorta makes ya, makes ya wanna cry! 'Cause we is BROADWAY! We's EXPENSIVE, An' we can't, I said we CAN'T . . . CAN'T . . . NEVER DIE! CAN'T . . . NEVER DIE-E-E-E-E-E-E-E! Yessir! You're too kind!