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Frank Zappa( Frank Vincent Zappa )
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Hot Plate Heaven At the Green Hotel (Alternative Version) (Live)
I used to have a job An' I was doin' very well Depression came along An' everybody start to yell 'where'd they go, them good ol' days, 'an all that crap we used to sell? ' Now I'm in hot-plate heaven, At the green hotel
Republicans is fine, If you're a multi-millionaire Democrats is fair, If all you own is what you wear Neither of 'em's really right, 'cause neithor of 'em care 'bout that hot-plate heaven, 'cause they ain't been there
They really oughta go 'n find out how the hall-way smell -- They'd benefit to know 'bout what the bums in there could tell (of course we're only dreamin', Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com But I s'pose it's just as well That's all you get to dream Up in the green hotel)
Nature didn't put me here An' neither did my fate -- I musta been some even ol' Republican candidate! He's over here in washington, But I wish he was in hell 'cause I'm in hot-plate heaven At the green hotel
Things is slightly better now; They hope we will forget The misery of 'trickle down', An' jelly-bean etiquette The regal presidential style Has simply not worn well, An' neither has my rags, Up in the green hotel
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