WATERMELON IN EASTER HAY LYRICS, FRANK ZAPPA Lyrics:

WATERMELON IN EASTER HAY LYRICS, FRANK ZAPPA Lyrics:
CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER:

This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . . Joe has just worked himself into
an imaginary frenzy during the fade-out of his imaginary song . . . He
begins to feel depressed now. He knows the end is near. He has realized
at last that imaginary guitar notes and imaginary vocals exist only in the
imagination of The Imaginer . . . and . . . ultimately, who gives a
fuck anyway? . . . Who gives a fuck anyway? So he goes back to his
ugly little room and quietly dreams his last imaginary guitar solo . . .

(after the song ends)

This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . . As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up . . . Take a tip from Joe, do like he did, hock your
imaginary guitar and get a good job . . . Joe did, and he’s a happy guy
now, on the day shift at the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen, arrogantly
twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully-charged icing annointment
utensil. And everytime a nice little muffin comes by on the belt, he poots
forth . . . And if this doesn’t convince you that MUSIC causes BIG
TROUBLE . . . then maybe I should turn off my plastic megaphone and sing
the last song on the album in my regular voice . . .

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