Lyrics

[Spoken Intro: Frank Zappa] The Muffin Man is seated at the table In the laboratory of the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen... Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon He gathers an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants! And, brushing his scapular aside Proceeds to dump these inside of his shirt He turns to us and speaks "Some people like cupcakes better. I, for one, care less for them" Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot Of a fully charged icing-anointment utensil He puts forth a quarter-ounce green rosette Near- ha, ha Let's try that again- He poots forth a quarter-ounce green rosette Near the summit of a dense-but-radiant muffin Of his own design Later, he says "Some people, some people like cupcakes exclusively While I myself I say there is naught Nor ought there be nothing so exalted On the face of God's grey earth As that Prince of foods... the Muffin" [Verse 1: Frank Zappa] Girl, you thought he was a man But he was a muffin He hung around till you found That he didn't know nuthin' [Verse 2: Frank Zappa] Girl, you thought he was a man But he only was a-puffin' No cries is heard in the night As a result of him stuffin' [Instrumental Break 01:51-04:15] [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3: Captain Beefheart] Girl, you thought he was a man But he was a muffin No cries is heard in the night As a result of him stuffin' [Spoken Outro: Frank Zappa] Bruce Fowler on trombone Napoleon Murphy Brock on tenor sax and lead vocals Terry Bozzio on drums Tom Fowler on bass Denny Walley on slide George Duke on keyboards Captain Beefheart on vocals and soprano sax and madness Thank you very much for coming to the concert tonight Hope you enjoyed it. Goodnight, Austin, Texas, wherever you are [Instrumental Outro] [Guitar Solo]