Blues about Frank Zappa

I learned to play the guitar,

only so that I could shove a cigarette

like that -

beneath the fingerboard’s ridge,

like uncle Frank,

like uncle Frank…

I learned to smoke with passion,

only so that I could shove a cigarette

like that -

beneath the fingerboard’s ridge,

like uncle Frank,

like uncle Frank…

I became the man from Utopia land

only so that I could meet Mary Lou,

she will fulfill my salacious desires,

that uncle Frank sings about,

that uncle Frank sings about.