The Mothers of Invention Concentration Moon, Pt. 1 song lyrics

Concentration Moon

(Over the camp in the valley)

Over the camp in the valley

(Concentration Moon)

(Oh what a)

Concentration Moon

(I wish I was back in the alley)

Wish I was back in the alley

With all of my friends

Still running free

(Running free!)

Hair growing out

Every hole in me

(That's right, you heard right

Hair growing out

Every hole in me!)

American way

How did it start?

Thousands of creeps

Killed in the park

American way

Try and explain

Scab of a nation

Driven insane

Don't cry

Gotta go bye bye

Suddenly die die

Cop kill a creep! pow pow pow

FZ: And speaking of creeps, here they are, ladies and gentlemen