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“Ooooh, are we movin’ too slow?”
Have you seen us,
uncle Remus?
We look pretty sharp in these clothes (yez we do),
unless we get sprayed with a hose.
It ain’t bad in the day
if they squirt it yer way,
‘cept in the winter, when it’s froze.
An’ it’s hard if it hits
on yer nose,
on yer nose.

“Just keep yer nose
to the grindstone, they say.”
Will that redeem us,
uncle Remus?
I can’t wait till my ‘fro is full-grown.
I’ll just throw ‘way my doo-rag at home.
I’ll take a drive to BEVERLY HILLS
just before dawn
an’ knock the little jockeys
off the rich people’s lawn.
An’ before they get up
I’ll be gone,
I’ll be gone.
Before they get up,
I’ll be knocking the jockeys off the lawn.
Down in the dew.

Uncle Remus, Frank Zappa

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• February 06, 2012, 9:59pm

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