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Frank Zappa - Dummy Up


I THINK I'M GONNA TAKE
A WALK DOWNTOWN...
SUNRISE...
GET UP IN THE MORNING'...

YOU KNOW, I DIG THIS MORNIN'
SUN IS SHININ' BRIGHT
WANNA GET OUTSIDE
I'M GONNA WASH MY FACE
FIND MY HAT
PUT IN ON MY HEAD
TAKE A WALK DOWNTOWN
BECAUSE I FEEL SO GOOD

SOMETHIN' I'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE
BEEN WALKIN' DOWN THE STREET EVERY DAY
NOBODY LIKE YOU HAS EVER PASSED MY WAY
MAYBE IT MUST BE TOO MUCH SUN
COULDN'T BE MY HEAD MUST BE TOO MUCH...

JEFF: WAIT A MINUTE!

NAPOLEON: WHAT'S THAT? WHAT'S THAT?
JEFF: COME HERE.

NAPOLEON: WHAT IS THAT... I KNOW WHAT THAT IS... I BET YOU THAT'S A RESTAURANT MENU... LEMME SEE...

JEFF: NOT ONLY DO YOU GET THE DESENEX BURGER, BUT YOU ARE IN FOR A REAL TREAT, JIM...
NAPOLEON: WAIT A MINUTE... WHAT ARE YOU TALKIN' 'BOUT, CREEP?
JEFF: WHAT I'M TALKIN' 'BOUT IS YOU'VE BEEN IN THIS KILLER FOG DOWN HERE TOO LONG-- YOU NEED SOMETHING TO GET UP AND GO TO SCHOOL WITH...
NAPOLEON: YOU'RE NOT TALKIN' TO NO FOOL NOW, YOU KNOW I WASN'T BORN YESTERDAY!... WAIT A MINUTE... I LIKE THAT LITTLE DANCE YOU WERE DOING DOWN THERE...

FZ: JEFF SIMMONS TRIES TO CORRUPT NAPOLEON MURPHY BROCK BY SHOWING HIM A LEWD DANCE AND SUGGESTING THAT HE SMOKE A HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA...
NAPOLEON: I NEVER SEEN ONE OF THOSE BEFORE... THAT'S NOT A MENU...
JEFF: THIS STUFF IS EXPENSIVE
NAPOLEON: WHAT IS THAT?
JEFF: YOU SHOOT IT. YOU'LL CONSERVE ALL WINTER.
NAPOLEON: I DO WHAT?
JEFF: IT LAST LONGER... NOW, COME ON, TRY IT. IT'S REALLY GOOD.
NAPOLEON: SMOKE THAT?!
JEFF: HAVE I EVER LIED TO YOU? HAVE I EVER SEEN YOU BEFORE?
NAPOLEON: I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT IS, AND YOU'ER TELLING ME TO SMOKE IT?...
JEFF: LET'S TRY A JOINT OF THIS.
NAPOLEON: A WHAT?
JEFF: A JOINT
NAPOLEON: YOU MEAN THIS KIND OF JOINT?
JEFF: NO, MAN. WHERE YOU BEEN A-LIVIN'?... PFORZHEIM?
NAPOLEON: NO, SAN JOS&EACUT;
FZ: THE EVIL DOPE PUSHER IS CUTTING UP A WHITE GYM SOCK FORMERLY OWNED BY CARL ZAPPA AND STILL DAMP. THE SHREDDED SOCK WILL BE PLACED INTO A HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA AND IGNITED WITH A SULPHUR PREPARATION. HIS FIRST TASTE OF BIG CITY LIFE...
NAPOLEON: WHAT DO YOU DO WITH THAT THING? WHAT DO YOU DO WITH THAT THING THAT YOU HAVE!
FZ: THE NEXT STEP OF THIS OPERATION. THE EVIL CORRUPTER OF YOUTH IS GOING TO TAKE HIM FROM STEP ONE, WHICH IS A MERE HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA STUFFED WITH A GYM SOCK, TO STEP TWO, WHICH IS A COLLEGE DEGREE STUFFED WITH ABSOLUTELY NOTHING AT ALL! SMOKE THAT AND IT'LL REALLY GET YOU OUT THERE!
NAPOLEON: I STILL DON'T FEEL AS GOOD AS I FELT THIS MORNING...
FZ: YOU'LL GROW OUT OF IT DUMMY UP
NAPOLEON: I HEARD IT AGAIN, SOMEBODY SAID...
JEFF: YOU SEE THIS?
NAPOLEON: WAIT A MINUTE...COLLEGE
JEFF: THAT'S COLLEGE RHYTHM
NAPOLEON: YOU MEAN, IF I SMOKE THAT IT'S THE SAME AS IF I WAS IN COLLEGE? ROLL IT UP! ROLL IT ALL UP GIMME ANOTHER ONE!...
FZ: NO, NO, THE COLLEGE DEGREE IS STUFFED WITH ABSOLUTELY NOTHING AT ALL, YOU GET... NOTHING WITH YOUR COLLEGE DEGREE...
NAPOLEON: WELL, IF YOU GET NOTHIN'... THAT'S WHAT I WANT...
FZ: A TRUE ZEN SAYING: NOTHING IS WHAT I WANT...
HEHEHE-HAHAHAHAAAA!
FZ: THE RESULTS OF A HIGHER EDUCATION!

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