Текст песни Flakes, Frank Zappa

Flakes! Flakes!
Flakes! Flakes!
They don t do no good
They never be workin
Whe they oughta should
They waste your time
They re wasting 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 damn 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...