Oh oh! Wait a minute! What?

(singing) what wickedness is dis?
De way you's carryin' on!
Dis pygmy I be clutchin'
Have been lef' out on de lawn!

De daddy were ne-GLIJ-ible
De mama were de-FLATE-able
De trauma to de imfunt
Be mostly not ne-GATE-able
Yo' urgin' to be exitin'
Because of dem fla-min-i-go's
Be thoroughly perplexin' him
Because of where yo' petuh goes

If only you been 'siderate
Erbout dis lil' illiterate
I wouldna been trudgin' cross de san'
Fum way down yonder in E-gyp lan'

Dey callin' me Brown Moses
Fo' dat id sho'ly what I am
Ancient an' re-lij-er-mus
Solemn an' pres-tig-i-mus

Wisdom reekin' outa me
'Long wif summa dis baby pee
'Minds me of dem River Weeds
'N all dem ignint Bible deeds

Growed up in de Pharoah place
Lef' de sucker in disgrace!
Some dem boys refuse to loin somthin' boin!

Somethin' blue! Best keeps a lil' paper
In yo shoe!

Leavin' de midgit were wrong t'do!
It's a terr'ble thang, done did to him
Left wit de crab-grass over his chin!

Sho'ly one day he will grow 'N put some shit
In yo' sack o' woe

OL' BROWN MOSES now have spoke!
Could ya lends me 'bout a dollar?
I's a tiny bit broke

I likes my wine i loves my gin
'N fo a lil' collateral i'll gives ya HIM!
A lil' collateral i'll gives ya HIM!
A lil' collateral i'll gives ya HIM!
I said a lil' collateral a lil' collateral
A lil' collateral a lil' collateral
A lil' collateral i'll gives ya HIM!
I'll gives ya HIM! Take a pompadour, baby!

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Frank Vincent Zappa