Mothers of Invention Flower Punk Lyrics

Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
flower in your hand?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
flower in your hand?

Well, I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a
psychedelic band.
I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a
psychedelic band.

Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
b___on on your shirt?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
b___on on your shirt?

I'm goin' to the love-in to sit & play
my bongos in the dirt.
Yes, I'm goin' to the love-in to sit & play
my bongos in the dirt.

Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
hair on your head?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that
hair on your head?

I'm goin' to the dance to get some action,
then I'm goin' home to bed.
I'm goin' to the dance to get some action,
then I'm goin' home to bed.

Hey Punk, where you goin' with those
beads around your neck?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with those
beads around your neck?

I'm goin' to the shrink so he can help me
be a nervous wreck...

(Just at this moment, the 2700 microgram dose of STP ingested by FLOWER PUNK shortly before the song began TAKES EFFECT:
before your very ears his head blows up... leaving a bizarre audial residue all over your teen-age record player!)

Hey Punk! Hey Punk! Hey Punk!
Punky! Punk! Hey Punk! Punky!
Go man go... Go man go...
Golly, do I ever have a lot of soul?
I think I love you!
Questi dominga?
Have you seen that nose eating?
I wanna know for sure!
Leave my nose alone please!
What 're you trying to do?
Listen! ...

Voice 1 left:
This is one of the most exciting things that's ever happened to me
You know, every time I think about how lucky I am to be in the rock & roll industry
It's SO exciting
You know, when I first got into the rock & roll business
I could barely even play the changes to this song on my, on my guitar
But now I'm very professional
I can play the guitar
I can strum it rhythmically
I can sing along with my guitar as I strum

I can strum, sing, dance,
I can make merry fun all over the stage
And you know, it's so wonderful to...
It's wonderful to feel that I'm doing something for the kids
Because I know that the kids and their music are where it's at

The youth of America today is
so wonderful
And I'm proud to be a part of this
gigantic mass deception

I hope she sees me twirling, yes...
I hope she sees me dancing and twirling

I will say: "Hello Dolly!"

Is the song over?

Voice 2 right:
Boy, this is really exciting, making a rock & roll record
I can't even wait until our record comes out
and teen-agers start to buy it

We'll all be rich and famous!

And when my royalty check comes
I think I'm going to buy a Mustang
No, I think I'll...I think I'll get a Corvette
No, I think I'll get a Harley Davidson
No, I don't think I'll buy any of those cars
I think what I will do is I will buy a boat
No, that wouldn't be good either
I think, ah, I'll go into real estate
I think I'd like to...
I think I'd like to buy a house in ... Boulevard
No, that wouldn't do any good
Gee, I wonder if they can see me up here,
twirling that tambourine and dancing...

Maybe after the show
One of the girls who sees me up here,
singing and thrilling my tambourine and dancing,
will like me
And she will come over to me
And I will walk
I will walk up to her
And I will smile at her
And I will impress her
And I will say:
"Hello, baby,
What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?
I'm from a rock & roll band,
I think we should..."

Is the song over?

Center mumbling:
Ay, ay!
Mingia!
There she is!
Ay!
Buirote.
When do we get paid for this?
Ay, ay!
. . . papa . . . huevos
Huevos?
Rock, bop, rock & roll
Rock, bop . . .
One more time!
Un . . .
Stop sloppy rock & roll
Bop bop bop!
YEAH! WHEEE!