Suckit Rockit Songtext
von Frank Zappa

This is Paul Jackets
And tonight we′re interviewing
A very interesting guest
His uh, name is uh
Suckit Rockit

Right I'm
I, I, ha ha ha
I sing, ha ha ha

Uh, well, anyway
Our interview tonight concerns Suckit Rockit
And the time he got screwed
By a small independent record company in Hollywood

Well, Suckit
I don′t wanna talk about it (hmm)
Oh, I thought you were asking about me by my first name
Ha ha ha (I don't wanna talk about it)


Out there, millions of listeners and viewers out there
All the uh, shut-ins
They all want to find out about your problem
Suckit (that's the name of my record)

Suckit sings for all the shut-ins
And it was really something it
You know, I′ll sing it for you first
I wish you would
It goes

Shut, shut
You′re a shut-in
But I love you
Wooooo (ha ha)

And then the back
Then they all
And then the back was

Wap, wap, wap
Wap, dap, doo
Dooooo-doo, wap

We happen to have a uh
Guitar player here in the studio
Uh, do you wanna set one down


To accompany you uh
We would like to have you demonstrate this song
Because it really does bear on your case

Oh, well okay
You, you, you are my shut-in
With your legs bandaged up
You can't go nowhere

You just sit and puke in a cup
Why, oh why, shut-in
Why, oh why did I break your arms and legs
And your nose and

Put a brace in all parts of your body show
Shut-in, I love you
Ha ha
I still love you, I always had

Uh, why did you stick your finger in your nose
On that thing, what are you doing?
Uh, I had a little tiny set of teeth up there
That bites my fingernails

Oh, shut-in
Oh, me, oh my
Shut-in
This gives traumatic hearing

Shut-in, I love you too
Oh, oh I always loved you shut-in
Oh, dear god

Your purple legs
When I kick you on the no
Oh, I shouldn′t have
Oh

Well, let me ask you
A few more questions about this tune
You write it yourself?

Well, I did
That's, that′s why I wanna come on TV
And tell all the teenagers out there
About it because

You, you, you mean the
You mean to say that there's hope?
For all the teenagers that they like to write their own song

There is
Just keep writing and, and
And then and, uh
But I wrote it

And, and I
I, I, I took it to this record company
And I said

Oh, I got a song
You should live
You haven′t heard this

And then I
I didn't do shut-in for 'em
But that was a B-side
Ha ha ha

For you folks out there that don′t
Understand the B-side
That′s showbiz talk, ha ha ha

What being a showbiz is for
Oh, what time is it?
Well, ha ha ha

Seven, eight minutes
I don't know
But anyway, I took in this song called
You gone

You son of a you (ha ha ha)
Before we go into you gone
I′d like to find out
A little about what they said
When you played the B-side

He said
That's a B-side, listen
So that′s a boner
Whenever I heard one

When they heard the A-side
They're very excited about it, weren′t they?
Oh, uh
Why do you keep putting your finger in your nose?

What'd they say (you're picking your nose)
What′d they say about the A-side?

They said
Oh, listen
I′ve heard some A-sides
And I've heard some B-sides

But this is definitely
One of the shittiest songs
I′ve ever heard in my life

I, I wish you just briefly sum up
What you, what you uh
Think of the people that you've been dealing with
In the record industry

Oh, I can sum it up by this
Uh, when you go in kids
To uh, you know, uh

Trying to get your records sold to a cottier
Trying to get a rad DJ to play your record
Be prepared to drop your drawers
′Cause you're gonna get it
Right in the tacky sales

I′m sorry about that but
Cared little Vaselina, Dixie Peach
Or Bruno Conrad, the suck on
Or something