Текст, перевод и аккорды “Society Pages”
- Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals) Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals) Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet) Steve vai (guitar) Tommy mars (keyboards) Arthur barrow (bass) Ed mann (percussion) David ocker (clarinet, bass clarinet) Motorhead sherwood (tenor saxophone, vocals) Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals) David logeman (drums) Craig steward (harmonica) Jimmy carl black (vocals) Ahmet zappa (vocals) Moon zappa (vocals) Youre the ol lady from the society pages From a small town somewhere I used to be You owned the paper and a bunch of other stuff That didnt appeal to me Ol lady ollady Ol lady ollady Ol lady ollady Ol lady ollady The hostpital plans (yer brother drew em all) You ran the paper n charity ball Every day on the third or fourth page There you was..you was quite the rage Somehow you was all kinda cheap n wrong Just like in a lotta small towns Where folks like you Hang around too long And pass out jobs to yer relatives n such So you all keeps a lot, n nobody else Ever gets too much...to speak of... So what? what can you say? So long as the trash gets picked up So long as the trash gets locked up Just so the trash dont stack up Some day you wont be on page three Or page four anymore Ol lady ollady Ol lady ollady Ol lady ollady Ol lady ollady By the grace of God you had a son Hes the one and only one He grew up and by and by He came to be a beautiful guy
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