For Frank Zappa
Yeah we journeyed far in outer space
Crash-landed on a wasted hard familiar poker face
'tis our purple mountains' majestic
Fall from grace
Into earl scheib's grandio-o-o-se-e-e canyon
Where mista fat wallet's got no-o-o companion
So it's way way way too unfriendly hot
From all that nuthin'
No thanks to penthoused cynics
N outhoused fools
Who bogart the Frigidaire
N melt the community's cool:
'cause it's ferguson ev'rywhere now
We gotta get it all together
In the garden
To work that gospel plow
'cause it's ferguson ferguson ferguson
Ev'rywhere ev'rywhere ev'rywhere now
Long ago faraway in a place called watts l.a.
A motherly music man named frank once sang
"no way to delay that trouble comin' ev'ry day"
Fast forward to ferguson's whirlin' whizz-bang
Go ahead n change the channel
Go take yer kin
N jump down a manhole
Go brush it off like dander
Goose yerself with cliches
That are good for the gander
'cause it's just another riot
Ya gotta put food stamps
On a Burundian diet
N hope there's enuff retro-cling-ons
N true-blue ted nugent fans
Who'd love to wrap their cold dead hands
Around their rugers
If only to deny it:
That it's ferguson ev'rywhere now
We gotta get it all together
In the garden
To work that gospel plow
'cause it's ferguson ferguson ferguson
Ev'rywhere ev'rywhere ev'rywhere now
[2014]
Photo: Protesters march up W. Florissant Ave., in Ferguson, Mo. (Wikimedia)
