Pena - Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.mp3

Pena - Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.mp3
Pena - Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band
[00:00.587]Captain Beefhe...
[00:00.587]Captain Beefheart: "Ha, ahaha…"
[00:02.740]Frank Zappa: "…here, go 'fast 'n bulbous!'"
[00:04.422]The Mascara Snake: "Fast 'n bulbous!"
[00:05.928]Captain Beefheart: "That's, ha…"
[00:08.846]Frank Zappa: "'Kay, do it again, whenever you want."
[00:10.354]Captain Beefheart: "I love that, love all those words."
[00:11.303]The Mascara Snake: "Fast 'n bulbous!"
[00:12.634]Captain Beefheart: "That's right, the Mascara Snake,
[00:14.941]Fast 'n bulbous!"
[00:16.611]The Mascara Snake: "Bulbous, also tapered."
[00:18.553]Captain Beefheart: "Yeah, but you gotta wait until I say
[00:20.023]'Also, a tin teardrop'."
[00:23.319]The Mascara Snake: "Oh, Christ…hahaha."
[00:26.410]Frank Zappa: "Again, beginning."
[00:29.174]The Mascara Snake: "Fast 'n bulbous!"
[00:30.435]Captain Beefheart: "That's right, The Mascara Snake,
[00:32.448]Fast 'n bulbous! Also, a tin teardrop."
[00:36.056]The Mascara Snake: "Bulbous, also tapered."
[00:37.642]Captain Beefheart: "That's right."
[00:48.454]Pena, her little head clinking
[00:50.046]Like a barrel of red velvet balls full past noise
[00:53.299]Treats filled her eyes
[00:54.347]Turning them yellow like enamel-coated tacks
[00:57.133]Soft like butter, hard not to pour
[00:59.614]Out enjoying the sun
[01:00.709]While sitting on a turned-on waffle iron
[01:03.477]Smoke billowing up from between her legs
[01:05.191]Made me vomit beautifully
[01:07.048]And crush a chandelier
[01:08.908]Fall on my stomach
[01:09.808]And view her from a thousand happened facets
[01:12.801]Liquid red salt ran over crystals
[01:15.082]I later band-aided the area
[01:16.803]Sighed, oh well, it was worth it
[01:19.160]Pena, pleased but sore from sitting, chose to stub her toe
[01:22.681]And view the white pulps
[01:24.407]Horribly large in their red pockets
[01:26.240]"I'm tired of playing baby," she exclaimed
[01:29.152]And out of a blue felt box
[01:30.706]Let escape one yellow butterfly the same size
[01:33.863]Its droppings were tiny green phosphorous worms
[01:36.335]That moved in tuck and rolls
[01:38.314]That clacked and whispered in their confinement
[01:41.025]Three little burnt scotch-taped windows several yards away
[01:44.205]Mouths open to tongues that vibrated and lost saliva
[01:47.706]Pena exclaimed, "That's raspberries!"
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