Broken Hearts Are For Assholes - Frank Zappa

Hey!

do you know what you are?

Youre an asshole!

an asshole!

Some of you might not agree

cause you probably likes a lot of misery

But think a while and you will see…

Broken hearts are for assholes

Broken hearts are for assholes

Are you an asshole?

Broken hearts are for assholes

Are you an asshole too?

Whatcha gonna do, cause youre an asshole…

Maybe you think youre a lonely guy

Maybe you think youre too tough to cry

So you went to the grape,

Just to give it a try

And dagmar

Without a doubt, the ugliest sonofabitch I ever saw in my life

Was his name…

One two three four!

The whiskers sticking out from underneath of his

Pancake make-up

And yet he was a beautiful lady

Nearly drove you insane

Lets talk about leather: leatherrrrrr

And so you kissed a little sailor

Tex abel, starring in the latest shepperton production:

Who had just blew in from spain

Sir richard pump-a-loaf

You sniffed the reeking buns of angel

The story of a demented bread-boffer

And acted like it was cocaine

Cucumber pud annexed to a fine whole-wheat loaf

You were dazzled by the exciting new costume of ko-ko

Then on tuesday night, ceasars back in town

In a way you cant explain

Facing off in a no-holds-barred tag team grudge match

With kona.

And so you worked the wall with michael

Three-hundred-seventy-nine pounds of samoan dynamite

Which gave your back an awful strain

Volcanic hell

But you came back on sunday for the gong show

Next thursday, teen towns finest…

But you forgot what I was sayin

cause youre an asshole, youre an asshole

Thats right

Youre an asshole, youre an asshole

Yes, yes

Youre an asshole, youre an asshole

Thats right

Youre an asshole, youre an asshole

Now you been to the grape n you been to the chest

n now I think you know what you are: youre an asshole

You say you cant live with what you been through

Well, ladies you can be an asshole too

You might pretend you aint got one on the bottom of you,

But dont fool yerself girl

Its lookin at you

Dont fool yerself girl

Its winkin at you

Dont fool yerself girl

Its blinkin at you

Thats why I say

Im gonna ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute

Corn hole

Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute

Fist fuck

Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute

Wrist-watch;

crisco

Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute

Pud!

Dont fool yerself, girl

Its goin right up yer poop chute

Dont fool yerself, girl

Its goin right up yer poop chute

(etc., repeats)

Aw, I knew youd be surprised…