Songtext 'don't eat there' von Frank Zappa

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Playground psychotics

1992

01. "don't eat there"
02. "don't take me down"
03. "here comes the gear, lads"
04. "it's a good thing we get paid to do this"
05. "there's no lust in jazz"
06. "this is neat"
07. "you there, with the hard on!"
08. I'm doomed
09. Learning "penis dimension"
10. The spew king
11. The living garbage truck
12. A typical sound check
13. The motel lobby
14. Getting stewed
15. The motel room
16. The dressing room
17. Zanti serenade
18. Divan
19. Brixton still life
20. Super grease
21. Wonderful wino
22. Sharleena
23. Cruising for burgers
24. Diptheria blues
25. Well
26. Say please
27. Aaawk
28. Scum bag
29. A small eternity with yoko ono
30. Beer shampoo
31. Champagne lecture
32. Childish perversions
33. Playground psychotics
34. The mud shark interview
35. Botulism on the hoof
36. You got your armies
37. Status back baby
38. The london cab tape
39. Concentration moon, part one
40. The sanzini brothers
41. Concentration moon, part two
42. Mom & dad
43. Intro to music for low budget orchestra
44. Billy the mountain
45. He's watching us
46. If you're not a professional actor
47. He's right
48. Going for the money

"don't eat there"

[includes a quote from Sleep Dirt]

[Rainbow Theater, London, England
December 10, 1971]

Waitress: Are you having breakfast for lunch?
Howard: I'm having breakfast and he's lunched. I'll tell you what, what can you give me immediately? If not sooner, nothing hot, nothing . . . So that by the time he's finished eating those hot cakes and those dead things that I won't finish myself
Waitress: Bacon and eggs? Are you, are you gonna have breakfast?
Dick: No no no no no
Howard: No no
Dick: No no no no no
Howard: He'll never go for that
Dick: No no no, a roll and some orange juice
?: . . . Jimmy Graham
Waitress: Orange juice and . . . uh . . . a roll, uh-huh?
Aynsley: One stale roll
Dick: Yeah
FZ: Bread and water
Aynsley: One stale roll
Dick: Bread and water
Waitress: Thank you
Howard: Frank, you really missed it at the club last night. You should have seen what went on, man, if you would have had your tape recorder there, you would have been rolling on the ground, holding your sides. It was the greatest. Everybody was out of it, drinking wine, cheap wine. And then there was this group, this nice tight little group that was playin' and they did about two numbers, and he said: "Okay, uh, any of you guys wanna come up here?" And of course Old Stewed Simmons was the first one to check out the cat's guitar, and so he immediately procceeded to play lead. This chick came out of the audience, man, a la Janis Joplin in a gold lame, only she was rancid, and she came out there and tried to sing blues changes like Buddy Miles or something, but it just didn't work 'cause she was singing, "Get yourself together . . . You are where it's at . . . ," she did it for like . . . forty minutes, man, it was wonderful . . .

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[includes a quote from Sleep Dirt]

[Rainbow Theater, London, England
December 10, 1971]

Waitress: Are you having breakfast for lunch?
Howard: I'm having breakfast and he's lunched. I'll tell you what, what can you give me immediately? If not sooner, nothing hot, nothing . . . So that by the time he's finished eating those hot cakes and those dead things that I won't finish myself
Waitress: Bacon and eggs? Are you, are you gonna have breakfast?
Dick: No no no no no
Howard: No no
Dick: No no no no no
Howard: He'll never go for that
Dick: No no no, a roll and some orange juice
?: . . . Jimmy Graham
Waitress: Orange juice and . . . uh . . . a roll, uh-huh?
Aynsley: One stale roll
Dick: Yeah
FZ: Bread and water
Aynsley: One stale roll
Dick: Bread and water
Waitress: Thank you
Howard: Frank, you really missed it at the club last night. You should have seen what went on, man, if you would have had your tape recorder there, you would have been rolling on the ground, holding your sides. It was the greatest. Everybody was out of it, drinking wine, cheap wine. And then there was this group, this nice tight little group that was playin' and they did about two numbers, and he said: "Okay, uh, any of you guys wanna come up here?" And of course Old Stewed Simmons was the first one to check out the cat's guitar, and so he immediately procceeded to play lead. This chick came out of the audience, man, a la Janis Joplin in a gold lame, only she was rancid, and she came out there and tried to sing blues changes like Buddy Miles or something, but it just didn't work 'cause she was singing, "Get yourself together . . . You are where it's at . . . ," she did it for like . . . forty minutes, man, it was wonderful . . .