Frank Zappa — Bacon Fat Our Man In Nirvana

Roy: how are we gonna get outta here? (drummer?): I don't know) FZ: A giant vocal extravaganza While I was down in Tennesee All my friends was glad to see me We sat down by the railroad tracks Seen some cotton pickers with their sacks on their backs They said hey man we’re glad to see you back We got a new dance they call the Bacon Fat It goes: diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly wah, wah Diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly wah, wah Diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly wah Then I went down to see my local d.j His name is King; he lives down Tennessee way I said hey man What's this new kind of jump Where you wind up twice and then you end with a bump? He said dig, daddy it's a natural fact It’s sweeping the South, that thing, the Bacon Fat It goes: diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly wah, wah Diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly wah, wah Diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly diddly wah FZ: Thank you. Still tryin' to get the sound adjusted so it sounds more teenage and appealing for you. The problem is that gymnasiums were not designed to have music played in them. They're for socks and people who like to jump around with balls and stuff