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Cosmik Debris written by Frank Zappa,
performed live at the CRÆSH CD-Release-Party
31st October 2015 @ DAVIS Live Music Club, Vienna
by
Markus Jimi Ivan - vocals, guitar,
Jakob Crash Man Mayrhofer - guitar, vocals,
Belinda Fritz - vocals, violin,
Robert Baumgartner - tenor saxophone,
Bernhard Phil Schneider - keyboard,
Klemens Cathcart - bass,
Christian Pro Prossenitsch - drums,

audio-recording by DAVIS Live Music Club & Peter Pfläging,
audio-mix by Mario Nentwich @ concrete studio, Göllersdorf,
video by CLIX - www.clix-media.at - 2015

special thanx to AC Wohnen - www.ac-wohnen.at &
Marchfeld ab Hof - www.marchfeldabhof.at

CRÆSH - http://www.craesh.at

lyrics:
The mystery man came over an' he said: "I'm outa-sight!"
He said, for a nominal service charge, I could reach nirvana t'nite
If I was ready, willing 'n able to pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs
and devote his attention to me
But I said . . .
Look here brother, who you jivin' with that cosmik debris?
(Now who you jivin' with that cosmik debris?)
Look here brother, don't you waste your time on me

The mystery man got nervous an' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his mystery robe an' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I thought it was a razor an' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of afro-dytee an' the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said:
"You might not believe this, little fella, but it'll cure your asthma too!"

An' I said . . .
Look here brother, who you jivin' with that cosmik debris?
(Now what kind of a geroo are you anyway?)
Look here brother, don't you waste your time on me

I've got troubles of my own, I said an' you can't help me out
So take your meditations an' your preparations an' ram it up yer snout
"BUT I GOT A CRYSTAL BALL!", he said an' held it to the light
So I snatched it all away from him an' I showed him how to do it right

I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head so I'd look like I was deep
I said some mumbo jumbos then an' told him he was goin' to sleep
I robbed his rings an' pocket watch an' everything else I found
I had that sucker hypnotized - he couldn't even make a sound
I proceeded to tell him his future then - as long as he was hanging around,
I said "the price of meat has just gone up an' yer ol' lady has just gone down . . . "
Look here brother, who you jivin' with that cosmik debris?
(Now is that a real poncho or is that a davis poncho?)
Don't you know, you could make more money as a butcher,
So don't you waste your time on me
(Don't waste it, don't waste your time on me . . . )