Frank Zappa - Dummy Up lyrics

Sunrise get up in the mornin'
You know, I dig this mornin'
The sun is shinin' bright
I'm gonna get outside gonna wash my face
Grab my hat put it on my head
I take a walk downtown
Yeah because I feel so oh good
I think I'm gonna take a walk downtown
Hey! Sunrise!

Wo! Somethin' I never seen before
Been walkin' down the street every day
Nobody like you ever passed my way
Maybe it must be too much sun
Couldn't be my hat, must be too much

Wait a minute! Is that you?
What's that?what, what's that?
What, what's that?what?

Dummy Up what is that?
I know what that is, I know what that is
I bet you that's a restaurant menu
Let me see!let me see!

Not only do you get the Desenex burger

What?

Not onlythe Desenex burger
Well you are in for a real treat, Jim

Wait a minutei think I like
That dance better than
What are you talkin' about, creep?

What I'm talkin' about is you've been in
This killer fog down here too long

What?

You need somethin' to get up
And go to school with

Wait a minute
You're not talkin' to an old fool now
You know I wasn't born yesterday!
Heh heh heh! Wait a minute
I like that little dance you were doin' there
(Jeff Simmons tries to
Corrupt Napoleon Murphy
Brock by showing him a
Lewd dance and suggesting that he'd
Smoke a high-school diploma)
Hey! Wait a minute!

Hey this, this stuff

I never seen one of these
Beforethat's not a menu

This stuff is expensive

What is that?

You shoot it, you'll conserve all winter

I do what?

It lasts longer

(Not only do you get the Desenex burger)

Now come on, try it

No, no

It's really good

No smoke THAT?!

Have I ever lied to you?
Have I ever seen you before?

I don't, I don't even know you!

Look

I don't even know what that is!
And you're drivin' me to smoke it?!

Just before
We smoked the tapes that you made

Smoked the tapes?

Smoked the tapes of your group

I think I'm with the damned
You can really get off

Let's try a joint of this

A what?

A joint

You mean this kinda joint?

No man! Where you been in livin'?reseda?

No, San Jose
(The evil dope pusher is cutting
Up a white gym sock
Formerly owned by Carl Zappa
And still damp the
Shredded sock will be placed inside of
A high-school diploma And ignited
With a sulphur-preparation
His first taste of big city life)

That's okay, wait

Hey! The roach of this is
Really gonna be good, so I'll

Have mercy!

What do you do with that thing?
What do you do with that thing? yeah!
Wait a minute! Wait a minute!
Wait a minute!

What do you do with that thing?
I wanna know! Wait a minute!

(Now the next step of this
Operation: The evil corrupter
Of youth is going to take him from step One
Which is a mere high-school diploma stuffed
With a gym sock, To Step Two
Which is a college-degree stuffed with
Absolutely nothing at all
Smoke that and it'll really
Get you out there)

I still don't feel as good as
I felt this mornin'yeah yeah

(You'll grow out of it) dUMMY UP!

I heard it again, somebody said

You see this?

Wait a minute!

College! College!
That's college-rhythm

You mean if I smoke that
It's the same as this
As if I was at college? Roll it on up!
Roll it on up! Roll it on up!
Give me that!

No no, the college degree is stuffed with
Absolutely nothing at all you get
You get nothing with your college-degree

But that's what I want! I forgot, I'm sorry

Well, if you get nothin'
Well that's what I want

(A true Zen saying: Nothing is what I
Want the results of a higher education)