Frank Zappa

You're probably wondering
Why I'm here
And so am i
So am i
Just as much as you wonder
'bout me bein' in this place
That's just how much I marvel
At the lameness on your face
You rise each day the same old way
And join your friends out on the street
Spray your hair
And think you're neat
I think your life is incomplete
But maybe that's not for me to say
They only pay me here to play