Frank Zappa — Mozart Ballet lyrics

Lyrics

Fz:
While the well disciplined ian underwood plays selected fragments from mozarts
piano sonata in b-flat and we make electric noises, some members of our rocking
teen combo will hop around on stage
Grotesque parody of the art of ballet dancing.
Oh you have to carry him.. ..
…you carry him!
Come on, I told everybody
Bok, bok, bickehh!
Bok, bok, bickehh!
Bok, bok, bickehh!
Boy, do I hate chickens!
Bok, bok, bickehh!
Bok, bok, snork, snork, snork
During this part of our extremely zany ballet, don preston disguised as a mad
scientist will convert the unwilling motorhead sherwood into a walking zombie.
Bok, bok, (heh), bock!
Don, let him get his smock on!