Let's Make the Water Turn Black
by Frank Zappa

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Al atardecer con el sol muy bajo en el cielo

Grant me but one glimpse of thine interior

Early in the morning Daddy Dinky went to work
Selling lamps and chairs to San Ber'dino squares

In March the wind blows down my door

Let us not waste our time in idle discourse!

convinced that every devil in hell had enjoyed her body

And I still remember Mama with her apron and her pad

Feeding all the boys at Ed's Cafe

past his first attack of paranoia

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