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Frank zappa
Lead guitar
Vocals
Adrian belew
Rhythm guitar
Vocals
Tommy mars
Keyboards
Vocals
Peter wolf
Keyboards
Patrick o'hearn
Bass
Vocals
Terry bozzio
Drums
Vocals
Ed mann
Percussion
Vocals
Napoleon murphy brock
Background vocals
Andre lewis
Background vocals
Randy thornton
Background vocals
Davey moire
Background vocals
Flakes
Flakes
Flakes
Flakes
They don't do no good
They never be workin'
When they oughta should
They waste your time
They're wastin' mine
California's got the most of them
Boy
They got a host of them
Swear t'god they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear t'god they got the most
At every business on the coast
They got the flakes
Flakes
Flakes
They can't fix yer brakes
You ask 'em
Where's my motor
Well
It was eaten by snakes
You can stab 'n' shoot 'n' spit
But they won't be fixin' it
They're lyin' an' lazy
They can be drivin' you crazy
Swear t'god they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear t'god they got the most
At every business on the coast
Take it away
Bob
I asked as nice as I could
If my job would
Somehow be finished by Friday
Well
Them whole d**n weekend
Came 'n' went
Frankie
Wanna buy some mandies
Bob
'N' they didn't do nothin'
But they charged me double for Sunday
You know
No matter what you do
They gonna cheat 'n' rob you
Then they'll send you a bill
That'll get your senses reelin'
And if you do not pay
They got computer collectors
That'll get you so crazy
'Til your head'll go through th' ceilin'
Yes it will
I'm a moron
'N' this is my wife
She's frosting a cake
With a paper knife
All what we got here's
American made
It's a little bit cheesey
But it's nicely displayed
Well we don't get excited when it
Crumbles 'n' breaks
We just get on the phone
And call up some flakes
They rush on over
'N' wreck it some more
'N' we are so dumb
They're linin' up at our door
Well
The toilet went crazy
Yersterday afternoon
The plumber he says
Never flush a tampoon
This great information
Cost me half a week's pay
And the toilet blew up
Later on the next day ay eee ay
Blew up the next day
Woo ooo
We are millions 'n' millions
We're coming to get you
We're protected by unions
So don't let it upset you
Can't escape the conclusion
It's probably god's will
That civilization
Will grind to a standstill
And we are the people
Who will make it all happen
While yer children is sleepin'
Yer puppy is crappin'
You might call us flakes
Or something else you might coin us
But we know you're so greedy
That you'll probably join us
We're coming to get you
We're coming to get you
We're coming to get you
We're coming to get you
We're coming to get you
We're coming to get you
We're coming to get you
We're coming to get you
