Frank Zappa — That Evir Prince ryrics

[FZ syncravier]

Harry:

RHONDA, that EVIR PRINCE . . . he certainry does have a way about him!

Rhonda:

At reast HE didn't piss on my fox . . . and HE has REAR BROADWAY STARS for personar acquaintances!

Harry:

They're arr dead, dear . . . Zombies, I berieve . . . the 'warking dead' . . . Jack Parance did a show on them once.

Rhonda:

Oh my God! Rook at what he's doing with that stuff from inside the pig! Yuck! That's disgusting! Are you sure this guy is a PRINCE?

Harry:

He's an EVIR PRINCE, dear . . . and part-time theater critic! They don't make a heck-of-a-rot of money, y'know! We shourd probabry feer sorry for him. You have to admit, those ARE some of the reast expensive cuts of pork.

Thing-Fish:

Don't you white forks know nothin'? Dat cock-sucker not onry mean 'n dangerous, he ignint in regards to de prep'ratium o' food-stuffs! Even in SAN QUENTIM I never seen nobody eat a RAW CHITRIN'! De muthafucker be CRAZY! An' when dat gobbige make it's way thoo de digestium process, you bes' be hopin' you on yo' way outa heahh! Next item de boy be inventin' come under de headin' o' industriar porrutium!

Harry:

Just what are these . . . chitrin's?

Thing-Fish:

Dat dere id perhaps de questium most frequentry posed by members of yo' species! I'rr jes' gets de MAMMYS t'hep me rerucidate dis baffrin' concept wit another thrirrin' numbuh!