Tryin' To Grow a Chin (Live At London's Hammersmith Odeon/1978)

Hey, I'm only fourteen, sickly 'n 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
I'm scared of the future and I hope I don't grow
Look, I know, I know 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 'n' it keeps growing down 'n' down 'n' down
I'm horny 'n' 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 in bed please kill me
'Cause that would thrill me
I wanna be dead in bed please kill me
'Cause that would thrill me (kill me)
I wanna be dead in bed please kill me (thrill me)
I wanna be dead in bed please kill me
'Cause that would thrill me

One more time for the world
I wanna be dead in bed please kill me
'Cause that would thrill me
I wanna be dead in bed please kill me
'Cause that would thrill me (gimme some head, hey-hey-hey)
I wanna be dead in bed please kill me
'Cause that would thrill me
I wanna be dead in bed please kill me
'Cause that would thrill me



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Zappa
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