Here's to the crabgrass,
Here's to the mortgage,
In fact here's to Suburbia.
Lay down your briefcase,
Far from therat race,
Where nothing can »
Here's to the Crabgrass My Son, The Nut
by Allan Sherman
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even notice as she waves her magic-wand fountain pen around for harr Follow), thing-fish snatches up the crab-grass baby and ob'dewlla (one in each »
Won Ton On True Glove
by Frank Zappa
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italian's funt lawn...bunch o' crab-grass underneath de offspring fo quick 'n easy sanitatium...shit! y'all provvly be savin' up fo yo first lava lamp putty »
The White Boy Troubles Thing-Fish
by Frank Zappa
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crab-gr Aby wit de enormous white pompadour! go on deah. git down wit yo' nasty lil' ol' degenerate seff!
Thing-fish puts the crab-grass baby on the floor »
Drop Dead Thing-Fish
by Frank Zappa
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