He's Watching Us

Frank Zappa & the Mothers

Howard: It's him, he's watching us!

Mark: You think he heard us?

Ian: I've been in the band for years, and . . . you can bet that he hears everything

Jeff: Let's go over and pretend to be nice to him

Howard: Let's go over and pretend we don't know he's watching

Mark: And ripping off all our good material

Howard: Hi, man

Ian: Hi, Frank

Mark: Hi, man

Jeff: Hi, Frank

Aynsley: Hi, man

George: Hi, Frank

Mark: Well, that's a great new comic song you wrote, that one about the penis and everything, I was laughing a lot while I was learning it

Howard: Yeah, Frank, uh, it was a little hard to get into it first, but, uh, once we got the drift . . .

Jeff: That's a real great part you got in there for the chorus when they go ran-tan-toon ran-ta-tan, while I steal the room and everything, I don't mind he's ripping it off so long I get paid . . .

Mark: Me too, I won't even care 'bout the part where it goes "what can I say about this elixir?" so long as me and Howard and Jeff get credit for special material, there's some bad ground acid . . . Aynsley, you can take it with a grain of salt, ha ha ha . . .

Aynsley: I don't mean to upset you, lads . . . I don't mean to upset you, lads, but the reason my retorts were so snappy is because he's making me do this, I should imagine he's making you do yours too, isn't he?

Howard: Get out of here, you creep, you used to live in his house!

Aynsley: See you later, lads