Concentration Moon, Part Two Songtext
von The Mothers of Invention

Concentration Moon
(Over the camp in the valley)
Over the camp in the valley
(Concentration Moon)
(Oh what a)
Concentration Moon
(I wish I was back in the alley)
Wish I was back in the alley
With all of my friends
Still running free
(Running free!)
Hair growing out
Every hole in me
(That′s right, you heard right Hair growing out
Every hole in me!)
American way
How did it start?
Thousands of creeps
Killed in the park
American way
Try and explain
Scab of a nation
Driven insane
Don't cry
Gotta go bye bye
Suddenly die die
Cop kill a creep! pow pow pow


FZ: And speaking of creeps, here they are, ladies and gentlemen