The Air Songtext
von Frank Zappa

Air escaping from your mouth
The hair escaping from your nose
My heart escaping from the scraping
And the shaping of the draping

I′m awaking in a T-shirt
In a Chevy at the beach
And I'm freezing and I′m wheezing
And I know you were only teasing

I hit you then I beat you
Then I told you that I love you
In my car in a jar
In my car in a jar


The air escaping from your pits
The hair escaping from my teeth
My hands are gripping but they're slipping
And they're dripping ′cause I′m tripping

I got busted
Coming through customs
With a suitcase
Full of tapes
It was a special
Tape recording
And they grabbed me
While I was boarding

Yes, they grabbed me then they beat me
Then they told me they don't like me
And I crashed in my Nash
We can crash in my Nash
We can crash in my Nash
We can crash in my Nash