Uncle Remus
Frank Zappa
Letra

Álbum: Apostrophe (’) ( 1974)

Wo, are we movin' too slow? 
Have you seen us, Uncle Remus . . . 
We look pretty sharp in these clothes 
(yes, we do) 
Unless we get sprayed with a hose 
It ain't bad in the day 
If they squirt it your way 
'Cept in the winter, when it's froze 
An' it's hard if it hits 
On yer nose 
On yer nose 
Just keep yer nose 
To the grindstone, they say 
Will that redeem us 
Uncle Remus... 
I can't wait till my Fro is full-grown 
I'll just throw 'way my Doo-Rag at home 
I'll take a drive to BEVERLY HILLS 
Just before dawn 
An' knock the little jockeys 
Off the rich people's lawn 
An' before they get up 
I'll be gone, I'll be gone 
Before they get up 
I'll be knocking the jockeys off the lawn 
Down in the dew