Frank Zappa - Joe's Garage

A boring old garage in a residential area with a teen-age band rehearsing in it joe (the main character in the central scrutinizers special presentation) sings to us of the trials and tribulat
Of garage-band husbandry

Central scrutinizer:
We take you now, to a garage, in canoga park

Frank zappa:
(it makes it's own sauce)

Joe:
It wasn't very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign on the front said fender champ
And a second hand guitar
It was a stratocaster with a whammy bar

At this point, larry (a guy who will eventually give up music and earn a respectable living as a roadie for a group called toad-o) joins in the song

Larry:
We could jam in joes garage
His mama was screamin
His dad was mad
We was playin the same old song
In the afternoon n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, n easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like
Hey!
Down in joes garage
We didn't have no dope or lsd
But a coupla quartsa beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend yer ear
And the same old chords goin over n over
Became a symphony
We would play it again n again n again
Cause it sounded good to me
One more time!
We could jam in joes garage
His mama was screamin,
Turn it down!
We was playing the same old song
In the afternoon n sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, and easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone
We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin the band together
N we figured that we should
Cause about this time we was gettin the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
Theyd all come over n dance around
Like

Twenty teen-age girls dash
In and go stomp-clap,
Stomp-clap-clap

So we picked out a stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla bucks
N we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits n beatle boots
N a sign on the back of the car
N we was ready to work in a go-go bar

One two three four
Lets see if you got some more!

People seemed to like our song
They got up n danced n made a lotta noise
An it wasn't fore very long
A guy from a company we can't name
Said we oughta take his pen
N sign on the line for a real good time
But he didn't tell us when
These good times would be somethin
That was really happenin
So the band broke up
An it looks like
We will never play again

Joe:
Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like

(and, as the band plays their little song,
Mrs borg (who keeps her son sy,
In the closet with the vacuum cleaner)
Screams out the window

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Frank
• Zappa
• Paris
• 1980
• part2
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