Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott thunes (bass)
Jay anderson (string bass)
Ed mann (percussion)
Chad wackerman (drums)
Ike willis (vocals)
Terry bozzio (vocals)
Dale bozzio (vocals)
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Rhonda:
Harry! harry, is that you as a boy?
Harry:
Why, it must be! he’s so charming and sweet and likeable!
Thing-fish:
Harry-as-a-boy, c’mon over ’n say a few words to de nice peoples!
Harry-as-a-boy:
Hi, folks! nice to be here!
Thing-fish:
I’s sure dere be lotsa folks like to know what yo’ plans are...how
y’intend t’be gwine about dis uncredibly serious bidniss o’ growin’ up
in ermerica!
Harry-as-a-boy:
Well, I plan on making a few mistakes, having my heart broken and so forth,
using all kinds of drugs, and turning gay as soon as possible in order to
accelerate my rise to the ’top of the heap’.
Thing-fish:
Ahh! tremenjous, harry-as-a-boy, simply tre- menjous! you practicin’ up fo it
wit anybody in po-ticlar now?
Harry-as-a-boy:
I can’t afford to study with anyone yet, since the bulk of my allowance goes
for glue and grateful dead tickets, but soon I hope to be on my knees in a real
homo bath house...maybe when my folks
N vacation.
Thing-fish:
Ain’t you de clever one! tell us, harry-as-a-boy, howdja recide upon dis heah
life-style bein’ de one fo you?
Harry-as-a-boy:
It was pretty simple, really. I lost all desire for intercourse with females
when they started carrying those briefcases and wearing suits ’n ties.
Rhonda:
What?
Harry-as-a-boy:
Let’s face it: that would be like f**king a slightly more voluptuous version
of somebody’s father! I’m far too sensitive for such a traumatic
experience!
Thing-fish:
You means de womens’ libromation movenint done created de uncontrollable
urgement to play dingle-dangle-dingle wit de personal requipment of yo own
gender?
Harry-as-a-boy:
To a degree...i mean...look, I’m not stupid! I know it’s all a thoroughly
workable government- sponsored program to control the population explosion,
and, just like every other american, I’m too
Erned with my own personal health and well being to think of devoting any of my
precious time to something as boring as ’reproduction’!
Rhonda:
Harry, I used to think you were merely an over- educated shit-head, but now
that I finally have proof, it’s going to give me great pleasure to refer to
you as an over-educated cocksucker!
Harry:
Well, to be honest with you, dearest, I sort of ...gulp, gulp...
Rhonda:
Where’s the fairies on a string, harry? huh? riddle me this!
Thing-fish:
Easy there, white folks! I told y’all’d be get- tin’ yo’ fairies after
while, ’n y’know dat sort o’ thing take a little time to woik up to in
yo’ broadway sitchyatium! mammys step faw’d ’n hep d
’ cocksucker out!