Lyrics Frank Zappa

Frank Zappa

We're Turning Again

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We're turning again

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We're turning again

They took a whole bunch of acid

So they could see where it's at

(It's over there, over there,

Over there, over there

And under here also)

Doont, da-doodem doodem!

They lived on a whole bunch of nothing

They thought they looked very good

They'd never ever worry

They were always in a hurry

To convince themselves that what they were

Was really very groovy

Yes, they believed in all the papers

And the magazines that defined their folklore

They could never laugh

At who or what they thought they were

Or even what they thought

They sorta oughta be

They were totally empty

(Totally empty)

And their lives were really useless

So what the fuck?

They didn't have no sense of humor

(Oodly-oodly-yeah!)

Now they got nothing left

To laugh about

Including themselves

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We're turning again

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We're turning again

Bprr . . . bprr . . . the year 1967

Drug-crazed youth discovered vagrancy as a way of life

EWW-WW!

Dey were mellow

Dey were yellow

Dey were wearing smelly blankets

Dey looked like DONOVAN fans

(HU-UR-DE-EE

GU-UR-DE-EE)

Dey walkin' 'round

With stupid flowers

In dey hair an' evvywhere

Dey tried to stuff 'em up de guns

Of all the cops and other servants of the law

(LA LA-LA-LA LA-LA)

Who tried to push 'em around

And later moved 'em down

But they were full of all that shit

That they believed in

(PHEW!)

So what the fuck?

(WHAT THE FUCK?)

Now I seen 'em tightenin' up dey headbands

On the weekend and dey get loaded

When dey came to town

Dey walk around in GREEMICH VILLAGE

To buy posters dey could hang up

In dem smelly little secret

Black light bedrooms

On LONN-ISLAND

Singin': "JIMI COME BACK!"

Now come back and regulate de boy's FURZ-tone

Yo' HAZE was so PURPLE

It caused your AXIS to be BOLD AS LOVE

(JIMI-JIMI-JIMI-JIMI-JIMI FEED BACK)

Now Jimi gimme some feedback

Come back and feed back on my knapsack

You can feed back the fuzz tone from your WAH-WAH

While you bend down

And set your stuff on FIRE

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We're turning again

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We're turning again

We can turn it around

We can do it again

We can go back in time

Through the canyons of your mind

On the EVE O' DESTRUCTION

We can act like we are something really special

WOOOH, we'll just jump in the bath-tub

With that other guy JIM

And make him be more careful

We can visit Big Mama

And whap her on the back

When she eats her sandwich

(LA LA LA LA)

We can take care of Janis

When she gets so depressed

She can't take it no more

We can laugh at Keith Moon's jokes

(HA HA HA HA HA)

And the colour TV

(HA HA)

He threw out de windum

Fum de second flew-ah!

(YEAAHHHHHH!)

Everybody come back

No one can do it like you used to

If you listen to the radio

And what they play today

You can tell right away:

All those assholes really need you!

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We're turning again

Turn turn

Turn turn

We're turning again

Turn turn

Turn turn

We're turning again

Turn turn

Turn turn

We're turning again