Concentration Moon

[Chorus]
Concentration Moon
Over the camp in the valley
Concentration Moon
Wish I was back in the alley
With all of my friends
Still running free
Hair growing out
Every hole in me

[Verse 1]
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

[Spoken word interlude]
Gary Kellgren: Tomorrow I get to do another Frank Zappa creation . . . and the day after that . . . and the day after that . . . also at the same time I get to work with The Velvet Underground which is as shitty a group as Frank Zappa's group
JCB: Hi, boys & girls, I'm Jimmy Carl Black, and I'm the Indian of the group

[Chorus]
Concentration Moon
Over the camp in the valley
Concentration Moon
Wish I was back in the alley
With all of my friends
Still running free
Hair growing out
Every hole in me

[Verse 2]
American way, threatened by us
Drag a few creeps away in a bus
American way, prisoner lock
Smash every creep in the face with a rock
Don't cry
Gotta go bye bye
Suddenly die, die
Cop kill a creep, pow pow pow