Tryin' To Grow a Chin (Live At The Palladium, NYC / 10-29-77 / Show 1)

Hey! I'm only 14, sickly and thin
Tried all of my life just to grow me a chin
It popped out once, yeah, but my dad pushed it in
Tell me, why did he hurt me?
Lord, he's my next of kin
He's a mex-i-kin

I'm lonely 'n green; too small for my shirt
If Simmons was here I could feature my hurt
Scared of the future and I hope I don't grow
Listen, nobody likes me 'cause everywhere that I go
They say no, they say no, they say no
No!
They say no!

Now I'm older, got a place in the town, babe
Got a chin on my shoulder and it keeps growing down 'n down 'n down
I'm horny and lonely and I wish I was dead
Somebody tell me, why am I livin'?
Lord, I wanna be dead instead, that's right, I said
I wanna be dead instead, now dig this

I wanna be dead
In bed, please kill me
'Cause that would thrill me (get the picture?)
I wanna be dead
In bed, please kill me 'cause that would thrill me
I wanna be dead (oh, I wanna be dead instead)
In bed, please kill me 'cause that would thrill me (be dead in bed, yeah)
I wanna be dead
In bed, please kill me 'cause that would thrill me (just as sure as my name is Terry Ted, Terry Ted)
I wanna be dead (kill me)
In bed, please kill me 'cause that would thrill me (thrill me, fill me with some love)
I wanna be dead (kill me)
In bed, please kill me 'cause that would thrill me (thrill me, oh!)

One more time for the world!
I wanna be dead (yeah-hey!)
In bed, please kill me 'cause that would thrill me (I wanna be dead instead)
(Be dead in bed)
I wanna be dead (love my little girl)
In bed, please kill me 'cause that would thrill me (gimme some head, hey-hey-hey)
I wanna be dead ('cause I'm only 14, sickly and green)
In bed, please kill me 'cause that would thrill me (feelin' really lean I'm in love, see, ow!)
I wanna be dead (too small for my shirt)
In bed, please kill me 'cause that would thrill me (feature my hurt, yeah-hey!)



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Writer(s): Frank Zappa
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