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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,
Procceds 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 'poot's forths a quarter-ounce green rosette,
- oh ah yuk, yuk... 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 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!"
Girl you thought he was a man,
But he was a muffin,
He hung around till you found,
That he didn’t know nuthin’,
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’,
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, where ever you are.
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,
Procceds 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 'poot's forths a quarter-ounce green rosette,
- oh ah yuk, yuk... 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 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!"
Girl you thought he was a man,
But he was a muffin,
He hung around till you found,
That he didn’t know nuthin’,
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’,
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, where ever you are.
Lyrics submitted by mattalac
Track duration: 02:25
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Remember the 1984 version - how could we forget! - which had a chorus/tag:
"as a result of him/stuffin' it in/he shoulda been stuffin' it in!"
Muffin Man was one of Frank's nickname for Ray Collins - Nigey Lennon believes the song is about her imagined (by FZ) sexual liaison with Ray.
But that doesn't take account of the seemingly crucial spoken section: "The muffin man is seated..." etc. That part of the song was written by Frank back in 1964 when he was in jail.
also i think the drums and bass are also notably very good, as well as the lyrics and frank's voice...arghhhh hell, its just classic Zappa is what it is.
After Bongo Fury the song was usually medleyed live with a fast-tempo Camarillo Brillo, but there's nothing else really notable about the song I can recall.
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