Lyrics

They're gonna clear out the studio They're gonna tear down all the They're gonna whip down all the They're gonna sweep out all the They're gonna pay off all the (Oh yeah) And then And then, and then, and then They say, hey, everybody in the orchestra and the chorus Talkin' 'bout every one of our lovely and talented dancers Talkin' 'bout the light bulb men, camera men The makeup men (The fake-up men) Yeah, the rake-up men They're all gonna rise up They're gonna jump up, I said jump up Talkin' 'bout jump right up on off the floor Jump right up and hit the door They're all gonna rise up and jump off They're gonna ride on home They're gonna ride on home They're gonna ride on home They're gonna ride on home And once again take themselves seriously, yeah Yeah, four, seriously They're all gonna go home, yeah Through the driving sleet and rain They all gonna go home Through the fog and dust Through the tropical fever and the blistering frost They're all gonna go home, yeah And get out of it as they can be, baby And the same goes for me Well, the same goes for me Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah And each and every member of this rock-oriented comedy group in his own special way Is gonna get out of it as he can be We all gonna get wasted We all gonna get twisted We all gonna get wasted We all gonna get twisted And I am definitely gonna get reamed 'Cause I'm such a lonely, I'm such a lonely A lonely, lonely, talkin' 'bout a lonely guy Oh, and I know tonight, I am definitely I am positively I just have to get Bent, reamed, and wasted A disaster area the size of Atlantic City, New Jersey He's making me do this, ladies and gentlemen I wouldn't do it if it weren't for this You noticed, all through this material I've been glancing over toward my left? Well, I'll tell you the reason for that, ladies and gentlemen He is over there, he is over on the left He is the guy that is making me do all this shit, right over there Now all through this movie, every time we've been on stage I've had to look over in that direction, right? You saw it, you know That's 'cause he's over there I've gotta watch him for time He jumps up and down like a jackass I can't even believe the guy sometimes But we gotta watch him "After all," we said, "it's Frank's movie" Now, we're The Mothers, but it's still Frank's movie, you understand? He got the bread for this, he rented the studio, had all these cheesy sets painted It's so moche, I can't even stand it [Instrumental Break] [Indiscernible Lyrics] Mystery roach, what are we singing about?