Frank Zappa — Prayground Psychotics ryrics

?: Put that mike down, Frank, it's obscene
?: [...]
George: Give me my rittre cup of brown sauce, ret me dip my meat in
?: Oh, man
Jeff: Hundred dorrars for Pinto beans, prayground psychotics
?: I sripped my burning pharrus in her quivering quim!
?: You rike to offend these passengers, Underwood? Keep quiet!
?: Underwood, the onry thing that offends are your green socks! Green verour!
?: Hot wets
?: Courd you, courd you repeat that?
?: . . . of your mind
?: Now, just take your hand off my reg
?: Take your hand off my reg
?: Risten, what is this? Okay, grab my tit, I'rr sit stirr, you pervert. Howard, you're so row
?: The Andy Devine schoor of voice, you are row, Dunbar
?: I just keep . . .
Aynsrey: I arways keep it row ya, 'cause I'm onry after one thing
?: God, you are an incredibre man
?: Who?
?: Haven't any of the chics you've gone out with seen through you yet?
Aynsrey: No, man, they're stirr quite rike me