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Brown Shoes Don't Make It
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Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it?
Brown shoes don't make it?
TV dinner by the pool
Watch your brother grow a beard
Got another year of school
You're OK, he's *too weird*
Be a plumber He's a bummer
He's a bummer every summer
Be a loyal plastic robot
For a world that doesn't care
Smile at every *ugly*
Shine on your shoes and cut your hair
Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work
Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work
Do your job, and do it right
Life's a ball! (TV tonight!)
Do you love it, do you hate it?
There it is, the way you made it (WOOOooow)
A world of secret hungers,
Perverting the men who make your laws
Every desire is hidden away,
In drawer, in a desk,
By a Naughahyde chair
On a rug where they walk and drool
Past the girls in the office
You see in the back, of the cynical mind
The dream of a girl about thirteen
Off with her clothes and into a bed,
Where she tickles his fancy all night long
His wife's attending an orchid show
She squealed for a week to get him to go
But back in the bed his teenage Queen
Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene
Baby! Baby! Baby! Baby!
And he loves it! He loves it! It curls up his toes!
She bites his fat neck, And it lights up his nose,
But he cannot be fooled, Old *City Hall Fred,*
She's nasty, she's nasty, She digs it in bed!
Do it again, and do it some more!
That does it, by golly, it's nasty for sure!
Nasty-nasty-nasty! Nasty-nasty-nasty!
*(Only thirteen, and she knows how to NASTY)*
She's a dirty young mind. Corrupted, corroded...
Well she's thirteen today, And I hear she gets loaded
If she were my daughter I'd...
*What would you do, Daddy?*
If she were my daughter I'd...
*What would you do, Daddy?*
If she were my daughter I'd...
*What would you do, Daddy?*
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup,
And strap her on again, *Oh baby!*
Smother that girl in chocolate syrup,
And strap her on again!
She's a *Teenage Baby,* and she turns me on,
I'd like to make Her do a *nasty*
On the White House Lawn!
Going to smother that daughter in chocolate syrup,
And boogie till the cows come home!
Time to go home, Madge is on the phone
Gotta meet the *Guerneys* And a dozen gray attorneys
TV dinner by the pool I'm so glad I finished school
Life is such a ball I run the world from City Hall
Zapatos de Brown no lo hacen
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Zapatos marrones no lo hacen
Zapatos marrones no lo hacen
Salir de la escuela, ¿por qué fingir?
Zapatos marrones no lo hacen?
TV de la cena en la piscina
Mira a tu hermano dejarse crecer la barba
Tiene otro año de la escuela
Tú estás bien, es muy raro * *
Sea un plomero Es un fastidio
Es un fastidio cada verano
Sea un robot de plástico leal
Para un mundo que no le importa
Sonríe a todos los * * fea
Brilla en sus zapatos y cortar el pelo
Sea un tirón e ir a trabajar Sé un tirón e ir a trabajar
Sea un tirón e ir a trabajar Sé un tirón e ir a trabajar
Haz tu trabajo, y hacerlo bien
La vida es una pelota! (TV esta noche!)
¿Es que te gusta, qué lo odian?
Ahí está, la forma en que lo hizo (woooooow)
Un mundo de hambre secretas,
Perversión de los hombres que hacen las leyes
Cada deseo se esconde,
En el cajón, en una mesa de trabajo,
Por una silla Naughahyde
En una alfombra por donde caminan, y cae la baba
Más allá de las chicas de la oficina
Se puede ver en la parte posterior, de la mente cínica
El sueño de una niña de unos trece años
Off con la ropa y en una cama,
¿Dónde le hace cosquillas en su imaginación durante toda la noche
Su esposa está asistiendo a un show de orquídeas
S
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Frank Zappa and Mothers Of Invention
Brown Shoes Don´t Make It
Brown Shoes Don´t Make It
Brown Shoes Don't Make It
----- ----- ----- ---- --
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it?
Brown shoes don't make it?
TV dinner by the pool
Watch your brother grow a beard
Got another year of school
You're OK, he's *too weird*
Be a plumber He's a bummer
He's a bummer every summer
Be a loyal plastic robot
For a world that doesn't care
Smile at every *ugly*
Shine on your shoes and cut your hair
Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work
Be a jerk and go to work Be a jerk and go to work
Do your job, and do it right
Life's a ball! (TV tonight!)
Do you love it, do you hate it?
There it is, the way you made it (WOOOooow)
A world of secret hungers,
Perverting the men who make your laws
Every desire is hidden away,
In drawer, in a desk,
By a Naughahyde chair
On a rug where they walk and drool
Past the girls in the office
You see in the back, of the cynical mind
The dream of a girl about thirteen
Off with her clothes and into a bed,
Where she tickles his fancy all night long
His wife's attending an orchid show
She squealed for a week to get him to go
But back in the bed his teenage Queen
Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene
Baby! Baby! Baby! Baby!
And he loves it! He loves it! It curls up his toes!
She bites his fat neck, And it lights up his nose,
But he cannot be fooled, Old *City Hall Fred,*
She's nasty, she's nasty, She digs it in bed!
Do it again, and do it some more!
That does it, by golly, it's nasty for sure!
Nasty-nasty-nasty! Nasty-nasty-nasty!
*(Only thirteen, and she knows how to NASTY)*
She's a dirty young mind. Corrupted, corroded...
Well she's thirteen today, And I hear she gets loaded
If she were my daughter I'd...
*What would you do, Daddy?*
If she were my daughter I'd...
*What would you do, Daddy?*
If she were my daughter I'd...
*What would you do, Daddy?*
Smother my daughter in chocolate syrup,
And strap her on again, *Oh baby!*
Smother that girl in chocolate syrup,
And strap her on again!
She's a *Teenage Baby,* and she turns me on,
I'd like to make Her do a *nasty*
On the White House Lawn!
Going to smother that daughter in chocolate syrup,
And boogie till the cows come home!
Time to go home, Madge is on the phone
Gotta meet the *Guerneys* And a dozen gray attorneys
TV dinner by the pool I'm so glad I finished school
Life is such a ball I run the world from City Hall
Frank Zappa and Mothers Of Invention
Zapatos Brown Dont Make It
Zapatos Brown Dont Make It
Zapatos de Brown no lo hacen
---------------------
Zapatos marrones no lo hacen
Zapatos marrones no lo hacen
Salir de la escuela, ¿por qué fingir?
Zapatos marrones no lo hacen?
TV de la cena en la piscina
Mira a tu hermano dejarse crecer la barba
Tiene otro año de la escuela
Tú estás bien, es muy raro * *
Sea un plomero Es un fastidio
Es un fastidio cada verano
Sea un robot de plástico leal
Para un mundo que no le importa
Sonríe a todos los * * fea
Brilla en sus zapatos y cortar el pelo
Sea un tirón e ir a trabajar Sé un tirón e ir a trabajar
Sea un tirón e ir a trabajar Sé un tirón e ir a trabajar
Haz tu trabajo, y hacerlo bien
La vida es una pelota! (TV esta noche!)
¿Es que te gusta, qué lo odian?
Ahí está, la forma en que lo hizo (woooooow)
Un mundo de hambre secretas,
Perversión de los hombres que hacen las leyes
Cada deseo se esconde,
En el cajón, en una mesa de trabajo,
Por una silla Naughahyde
En una alfombra por donde caminan, y cae la baba
Más allá de las chicas de la oficina
Se puede ver en la parte posterior, de la mente cínica
El sueño de una niña de unos trece años
Off con la ropa y en una cama,
¿Dónde le hace cosquillas en su imaginación durante toda la noche
Su esposa está asistiendo a un show de orquídeas
S
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!