Cosmik Debris [Little Dots] Frank Zappa

Well, the Mystery Man came over
An' he said: "I’m outa-site!"
He said, for a nominal service charge
I can reach nirvana t'nite
If I was ready, willing 'n able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs
And devote His Attention to me
But I said . .
Look here brother
Who you jivin’ with that Cosmik Debris?
Look here brother
Don't you waste your time on me

Well, the Mystery Man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Mystery Robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Well, I thought it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of Afro-dytee
An’ the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said:
"You may not believe this, little fella
But it’ll cure your Asthma too!"
An' I said . .
Look here brother
I just can’t go for what you say
Well, I've been on the streets since Tuesday
Now why don't you just go away