i am very shallow, and my waters are warm and sundenched (as far as i know) so i do not look for any extra meaning in life than i can perceive. the ensuing song is intriguing to me, and i will post the lyrics before the youtube link to the song. this is a very sarcastic song, and i like it much because i do not often understand sarcasm, but due to the tone of zappa's voice, i understand perfectly the sarcasm in this song (i hope)
these are the words. they should be read before listening to the video clip.
The cosmos at large..
It's so very big..
It's so far away..
The comets...the craters...the vapors
The solar wind
The residual echoes...the residual echoes
The residual echoes from the giant explosion
Where they said it beginned
The germs from space!
The negative-virus knit-wear
The blobulent suit
That's right! THE BLOBULENT SUIT
It's made of rubber, it's very ugly
It's got an air hose...
(The guy that has it all has a SPACE WRENCH!)
The things that were supposed to be green
In the black and white movies
They get you in the neck when you're not looking.
They get you, they get you, they get you, get you get you.
The radio is broken -- it don't work no more
The radio is broken -- it don't work no more
The lovely Lisa Kranston:
(Her father invented the sacred fuel (that's right!)
For the rocket)
So she gets to go with a clipboard!
She writes it down when the meters go around
And falls in love in a space warp
Space warp
Space warp
The giant knobs
The porthole where you see the earth for the first time
The corrugated fiberglass interior walls
The partially reclining G-force lawn furniture,
The brown hole,
The pointed brasseries,
The atomic war,
The tiny little dresses on the space girls,
A love-starved race begging to reproduce
With earth men.
They need to reproduce (with John Agar)
They need to reproduce (with Morris Ankrum)
They need to reproduce (with Richard Basehart)
They need to reproduce (with Jackie Coogan)
They need to reproduce (with Sonny Tufts)
The botchino...the botchino...the botchino
The gigantic spider.
The co-pilot always plays the harmonica.
The navigator always gets killed by a bad space person.
Uh-oh -- the radio is broken.
It don't work anymore.
The radio is broken.
It don't work anymore.
The radio is broken.
It don't work anymore.
We'll never get back to the Earth no more.
Uh-oh!
We have to fall in love on Uranus!
The radio is...
That's right -- uh-oh
The radio is broken
The meteor storm
You spilled your coke
You're stepping on the popcorn
JOHN AGAR!
Uh-oh...
(Dwarf Nebula)
here is the clip of the song, but i am not sure that the person who compiled the images for this clip was comprehensive in their compilation. i have much more fun listening to the song than i do reading about people's attitudes to it.
it is not an emotionally deep song in any respect, and that appeals to me. it is deep in many ways , but it contains no urgent feelings.
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YzgKUCYVhl0[/youtube]