The Air - Frank Zappa

The air

Escaping from your mouth

The hair

Escaping from your nose

My heart

Escaping from the scraping

And the shaping

Of the draping…

Im awaking

In a t-shirt

In a chevy

At a beach

And Im freezing

And Im wheezing

And I know

You were only teasing

Then I hit you

And I beat you

And told you

That I love you

In my car

In a jar

The air

Escaping from your pits

The hair

Escaping from my teeth

My hands

Are gripping

But theyre slipping

And theyre dripping

cause Im tripping

I got busted

Coming through customs

With a suitcase

Full of tapes

It was special

Tape recording

And they grabbed me While I was boarding

Then they hit me And they beat me And they told me They dont like me And I crashed

In my nash

We can crash

In my nash

Etc.