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Frank Zappa Brown Shoes Don't Make It Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 7.25/10 [24 votes]Album: Beat the Boots: Anyway the Wind Blows - Frank In Paris / Original Release Date: 2008Genre: RockSong Duration: 7 min 29 sec
FRANK ZAPPA
- Brown Shoes Don't Make It Lyrics / with translationsRay Collins (vocals)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Billy Mundi (drums)
Roy Estrada (bass)
Don Preston (keyboards)
Bunk Gardner (woodwinds)
Motorhead Sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Unknown (violin, viola, cello, trumpet, contrabass clarinet)
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it?
Brown shoes don't make it?
TV dinner by the pool
Watch your brother grow a beard
Got another year of school
You're OK, he's too weird
Be a plumber He's a bummer
He's a bummer every summer
Be a loyal plastic robot
For a world that doesn't care
Smile at every ugly
Shine on your shoes and cut your hair
Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work
Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work
Do your job, and do it right
Life's a ball! (TV tonight!)
Do you love it, do you hate it?
There it is, the way you made it (WOOOooow)
A world of secret hungers,
Perverting the men who make your laws
Every desire is hidden away,
In drawer, in a desk,
By a Naughahyde chair
On a rug where they walk and drool
Past the girls in the office
You see in the back, of the City Hall mind
The dream of a girl about thirteen
Off with her clothes and into a bed,
Where she tickles his fancy all night long
His wife's attending an orchid show
She squealed for a week to get him to go
But back in the bed his teenage Queen
Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene
Baby! Baby! Baby! Baby!
And he loves it! He loves it! It curls up his toes!
She bites his fat neck, And it lights up his nose,
But he cannot be fooled, Old City Hall Fred,
She's nasty, she's nasty, She digs it in bed!
Do it again, and do it some more!
That does it, by golly, it's nasty for sure!
Nasty-nasty-nasty! Nasty-nasty-nasty!
(Only thirteen, and she knows how to NASTY)
She's a dirty young mind. Corrupted, corroded...
Well she's thirteen today, And I hear she gets loaded
If she were my daughter I'd...
What would you do, Daddy?
If she were my daughter I'd...
What would you do, Daddy?
If she were my daughter I'd...
What would you do, Daddy?
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup,
And strap her on again, Oh baby!
Smother that girl in chocolate syrup,
And strap her on again!
She's a Teenage Baby, and she turns me on,
I'd like to make Her do a nasty
On the White House Lawn!
Going to smother that daughter in chocolate syrup,
And boogie till the cows come home!
Time to go home, Madge is on the phone
Gotta meet the Guerneys And a dozen gray attorneys
TV dinner by the pool I'm so glad I finished school
Life is such a ball I run the world from City Hall
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Billy Mundi (drums)
Roy Estrada (bass)
Don Preston (keyboards)
Bunk Gardner (woodwinds)
Motorhead Sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone)
Unknown (violin, viola, cello, trumpet, contrabass clarinet)
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it?
Brown shoes don't make it?
TV dinner by the pool
Watch your brother grow a beard
Got another year of school
You're OK, he's too weird
Be a plumber He's a bummer
He's a bummer every summer
Be a loyal plastic robot
For a world that doesn't care
Smile at every ugly
Shine on your shoes and cut your hair
Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work
Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work
Do your job, and do it right
Life's a ball! (TV tonight!)
Do you love it, do you hate it?
There it is, the way you made it (WOOOooow)
A world of secret hungers,
Perverting the men who make your laws
Every desire is hidden away,
In drawer, in a desk,
By a Naughahyde chair
On a rug where they walk and drool
Past the girls in the office
You see in the back, of the City Hall mind
The dream of a girl about thirteen
Off with her clothes and into a bed,
Where she tickles his fancy all night long
His wife's attending an orchid show
She squealed for a week to get him to go
Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene
Baby! Baby! Baby! Baby!
And he loves it! He loves it! It curls up his toes!
She bites his fat neck, And it lights up his nose,
But he cannot be fooled, Old City Hall Fred,
She's nasty, she's nasty, She digs it in bed!
Do it again, and do it some more!
That does it, by golly, it's nasty for sure!
Nasty-nasty-nasty! Nasty-nasty-nasty!
(Only thirteen, and she knows how to NASTY)
She's a dirty young mind. Corrupted, corroded...
Well she's thirteen today, And I hear she gets loaded
If she were my daughter I'd...
What would you do, Daddy?
If she were my daughter I'd...
What would you do, Daddy?
If she were my daughter I'd...
What would you do, Daddy?
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup,
And strap her on again, Oh baby!
Smother that girl in chocolate syrup,
And strap her on again!
She's a Teenage Baby, and she turns me on,
I'd like to make Her do a nasty
On the White House Lawn!
Going to smother that daughter in chocolate syrup,
And boogie till the cows come home!
Time to go home, Madge is on the phone
Gotta meet the Guerneys And a dozen gray attorneys
TV dinner by the pool I'm so glad I finished school
Life is such a ball I run the world from City Hall
Facts about Brown Shoes Don't Make It
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Brown Shoes Don't Make It is written and performed by Frank Zappa.
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It is first released in 2008 as part of Frank Zappa's album "Beat the Boots: Anyway the Wind Blows - Frank In Paris" which includes 20 tracks in total.
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When we try to interpret the meaning, Frank Zappa's 'Brown Shoes Don't Make It' is a criticism of societal norms and conformity that employs the brown shoes metaphor to illustrate the futility of fitting in by following frivolous standards. The brown shoes don't make it lyrics mostly portray social commentary, anguish, introspection, hopelessness, and rage. Furthermore, the song highlights conformity and societal expectations, corruption and hypocrisy, sexual exploitation and abuse at the same time. The lyrics are full of sexually explicit references, inappropriate topics, and words that are too strong for audiences under 17 years of age.
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Brown Shoes Don't Make It falls under the genre Rock.
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Brown Shoes Don't Make It song length is 7 minutes and 29 seconds.
Who wrote Brown Shoes Don't Make It lyrics?
Brown Shoes Don't Make It is written and performed by Frank Zappa.
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When was Brown Shoes Don't Make It released?
It is first released in 2008 as part of Frank Zappa's album "Beat the Boots: Anyway the Wind Blows - Frank In Paris" which includes 20 tracks in total.
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What is the meaning behind Brown Shoes Don't Make It lyrics?
When we try to interpret the meaning, Frank Zappa's 'Brown Shoes Don't Make It' is a criticism of societal norms and conformity that employs the brown shoes metaphor to illustrate the futility of fitting in by following frivolous standards. The brown shoes don't make it lyrics mostly portray social commentary, anguish, introspection, hopelessness, and rage. Furthermore, the song highlights conformity and societal expectations, corruption and hypocrisy, sexual exploitation and abuse at the same time. The lyrics are full of sexually explicit references, inappropriate topics, and words that are too strong for audiences under 17 years of age.
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Which genre is Brown Shoes Don't Make It?
Brown Shoes Don't Make It falls under the genre Rock.
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How long is the song Brown Shoes Don't Make It?
Brown Shoes Don't Make It song length is 7 minutes and 29 seconds.
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