More Trouble Every Day [A Token of His Extreme Soundtrack] Frank Zappa (Ft. The Mothers of Invention)
[Verse 1: Frank Zappa, (Georges Duke)]
Well I'm about to get sick
From watchin’ my TV
Been checkin' out the news (Well)
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day (Yeah)
Is just another rotten mess (Yeah, yeah)
And when it's gonna change, my friend
Is anybody’s guess (Woah)
[Chorus: Frank Zappa, Napoleon Murphy Brock & George Duke, George Duke, Napoleon Murphy Brock]
So I'm watchin' and I'm a-waitin'
I'm hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin’ (Well)
Every time I hear ’em sayin' (Oh yeah-hea)
There’s no way to delay (Well)
That trouble comin' every day
There's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
[Verse 2: Frank Zappa, Napoleon Murphy Brock, Napoleon Murphy Brock & George Duke]
Wednesday I watched the riot
I seen the cops out on the street
I watched ’em throwin' rocks & stuff
& chokin' in the heat (Wah! Yaa!)
I listen to reports
'Bout the whisky passin' around (Hold 'em!) (How 'bout ya)
I seen the smoke & fire
And the market burnin' down
I watched while everybody
On his street would take a turn
To stomp & smash & bash & crash & slash & bust & burn (Woah-woah, ooh)
Well I'm about to get sick
From watchin’ my TV
Been checkin' out the news (Well)
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day (Yeah)
Is just another rotten mess (Yeah, yeah)
And when it's gonna change, my friend
Is anybody’s guess (Woah)
[Chorus: Frank Zappa, Napoleon Murphy Brock & George Duke, George Duke, Napoleon Murphy Brock]
So I'm watchin' and I'm a-waitin'
I'm hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin’ (Well)
Every time I hear ’em sayin' (Oh yeah-hea)
There’s no way to delay (Well)
That trouble comin' every day
There's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
[Verse 2: Frank Zappa, Napoleon Murphy Brock, Napoleon Murphy Brock & George Duke]
Wednesday I watched the riot
I seen the cops out on the street
I watched ’em throwin' rocks & stuff
& chokin' in the heat (Wah! Yaa!)
I listen to reports
'Bout the whisky passin' around (Hold 'em!) (How 'bout ya)
I seen the smoke & fire
And the market burnin' down
I watched while everybody
On his street would take a turn
To stomp & smash & bash & crash & slash & bust & burn (Woah-woah, ooh)
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