Frank Zappa - Gris Gris lyrics
Frank Vincent Zappa [Baltimore, Maryland, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Frank Zappa - Gris Gris lyrics]
Ladies and gentlemen?
Star Time, ladies and gentlemen!
Ladies and gentlemen oh, fuck
Off, you idiot you know
I get so tired of people that say
That kind of stuff in the
Audience "Whay don't you say
Something really smart, like, 'Play 'Louie
Louie''?" It's Star Time, kids! Don't
You recognize Dr john, live in person here?
Yeah!
He came down here to do a thing for you
Do it, Dr john, do it! Hit it, brother!
They call me Dr john the Night Dripper
I've got my satchel of gris-gris in my hand
Way down the bayou
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya
Oh, I don't need no Fender amplifier
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya
And my band be cookin'!
Ha ha ha
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya
Just like a big rock show
Everybody sing along!
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya!
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya!
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya
I want some baby to hone my tool
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya
Rance muhammitz
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya
Suss it out, wankers!
I want some baby to hone my tool
Squeeze it, yeah!
Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya