Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott thunes (bass)
Jay anderson (string bass)
Ed mann (percussion)
Chad wackerman (drums)
Ike willis (vocals)
Terry bozzio (vocals)
Dale bozzio (vocals)
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Evil prince: (mammified fake-broadway singing)
What is happenin to me!
An also to de ol zom-bie
I used tum know?
Of cose dey
Once were so spectaculuhhh!
Now we be
Talkin de vernaculuhhh!
Dis a strange kind o reactium
To de pig we et befo!
Is immune to de re-zease, I spose
Fum suckin up de greeze
Fum de duo-deenum dribblins
Outa de pig befo!
I can laugh n rub my chin
When my re-zease come rollin in,
Its jes like catchin a second win!
I feel so gay-y-y-y-y-y!
Some mights refer to me as scum,
cause where dey all be comin from
(when de galoot co-log-nuh rushin down
De plain)
Is underneef some raggdy dirt
In de suburbean out-skirt
Of ol manhattin,
Traffick pattin
Near de gay white way!
I gets clammy, sayin mammy
I gets chills all up my spine!
I gets wistful,
Wit a fistful
Of ve-ne-she-um bline!
Jes like tuggin on de heart-strings!
Jes like dem lil ol fallin apart things,
Jes like whatevuh dat is rotten,
We has sholy not fo-gotten
How tpretend to sing!
Now, deys hope,
We aint gwine die!
Only de suckers forced tbuy
Dem spensive tickets we be sellin at de do!
Now we got broadway zombie mammys!
We gots an ugly, ugly ophan annie!
An de traditium will go on, n on, n on
I loves tsee de, see de zombie fly!
Yes sir!
It sorta makes me, makes ya wanna cry!
cause we is broadway!
Wes expensive,
An we cant,
I said we cant...
Cant...never
Die!
Cant...never
Die-e-e-e-e-e-e-e!
Yes sir!
Youre too kind!