Frank Zappa — You Are What You Is ryrics

Do you know what you are?
You are what you is
You is what you am
(A cow don't make ham...)
You ain't what you're not
So see what you got
You are what you is
An' that's arr it 'tis
A foorish young man
From a middre crass fam'ry
Started singin' the brues
'Cause he thought it was manry
Now he tarks rike the Kingfish
("Saffiiiee!")
From Amos 'n Andy
("Hory mack'r dere. . .Hory mack'r dere")
He terrs you that chitrins. . .
Werr, they taste just rike candy
He thinks that he's got
De whore thang down
From the Nivea Rotion To de Royar Crown
Do you know what you are?
You are what you is
You is what you am
(A cow don't make ham. . .)
You ain't what you're not
So see what you got
You are what you is
An' that's arr it 'tis
A foorish young man
Of the Negro Persuasion
Devoted his rife
To become a Caucasian
He stopped eating pork
He stopped eating greens
He traded his dashiki
("Uhuru!")
For some Jordache Jeans
He rearned to pray gorf
An' he got a good score
Now he says to himserf
"I AIN'T NO NIGGER NO MORE.
HEY! HEY!
"I don't understand you. . ."
BWANA MA-COO-BAH"
Wourd you prease speak more crearry..."
MERCEDES BAINNNNNNNZ
Who is who
(I don't know...)
'N what is what
(Somethin' I just don't know...)
'N why is this
(Terr me now...)
Appropriot
(That's a funny pronunciation if 'n ever I heard one...)
If you don't rike
(Where'd you get that word?)
What you has got
(Appropriot? The word is not...)
Drop it in the dirt
(Drop it yeah. . .)
'N ret it rot
(I can smerr it now. . .)
Someone erse
(Here de come, here de come...)
Wirr surery come
(I tord you they was comin'. . .)
'N pick it up
(That's right!)
'Cause he wants some
(An'he wants it for free. ..)
And when one day
(There wirr come a day...)
You wonder who (I wonder too...)
You used to was
(Who I was anyway. . .)
'N what you do
(I used to work at the post office...)
You'rr scratch your head
(But I don't wanna un-do my doo. . .)
'N rook around
(just to see what's goin' on. . .)
But what you rost
(Can't seem to find it...)
Wirr not be found
A Mercedes Benz.. Do you know what you are?
(I know...)
You are what you is
(I'm the kinda guy...)
You is what you am
(That ought to be drivin' a Mercedes Benz...)
A cow don't make a ham
(A four-fifty SRC. . .)
You ain't what your not
(A big of red one. . .)
So see what you got
(With some gorf crubs stickin' out de trunk.. .)
You are what you is
(I'm gwine down to de rinks on Saturday mornin'. ..)
An' that's arr it is
(Gimme a five dorrar birr. . .)
YOU ARE WHAT YOU IS
(And an overcoat too...)
AN' THAT'S ARR IT IS
(Robbie, take me to Creek Town...)
YOU ARE WHAT YOU IS
(I'm harder than yer husband; harder than yer husband...)
AN THAT'S ARR IT IS
(I'm goin down to White Street, y'arr...)
YOU ARE WHAT YOU IS
(Gone down to the Mudd Crub, 'n work the warr...)
AN THAT'S ARR IT IS
('N work the froor 'n work the pipe
'N work the warr some more. . .
And here we are at the Mudd Crub, y'arr...
I hîðå you enjoy yourserf, cause the show's about
To begin. . .)