Lucille Has Messed My Mind Up Lyrics by Frank Zappa

Lucille Has Messed My Mind Up Lyrics

    Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
    Warren cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)
    Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)
    Ike willis (lead vocals)
    Peter wolf (keyboards)
    Tommy mars (keyboards)
    Arthur barrow (bass, vocals)
    Ed mann (percussion)
    Vinnie colaiuta (drums)
    Jeff (tenor saxophone)
    Marginal chagrin (baritone saxophone)
    Stumuk (bass saxophone)
    Dale bozzio (vocals)
    Al malkin (vocals)
    Craig steward (harmonica)

    Joe is so disoriented by his disease, he goes in the other room and plays the title cut from an old jeff simmons album, and sings along with it.

    Joe:
    Lucille
    Has messed my mind up
    But i still love her
    Oh i still love her
    Lucille
    Has messed my mind up
    But i still love her
    Oh i still love her
    Lucille
    Has messed my mind up
    But i still need her
    You know i need her
    Whatcha tryna doota me
    Lucille?
    Whatcha tryna doota me
    Lucille?
    Whatcha tryna doota me
    Lucille?
    You got me goin' outa my mind
    Lucille
    Has tore my heart up
    But i still love her
    I really love her
    Lucille
    Has tore my heart up
    But i still need her
    You know i need her
    She treats me like my heart
    Is made of stone
    She runs around
    And leaves me home
    All alone
    She doesn't answer
    When i call her on the phone
    She messed up my mind
    I'm crying alla the time
    Lucille
    Has messed my mind up (etc., etc., etc.)

    Central scrutinizer:
    This is the central scrutinizer...again, hi!...it's me again, the central scrutinizer...joe says lucille has messed his mind up, but, was it the girl or was it the music? as you can see...girls,
    C, disease, heartbreak...they all go together...joe found out the hard way, but his troubles were just beginning...his mind was so messed up...he could hardly do nothin'...he was in a quandary..
    G devoured by the swirling cesspool of his own steaming desires...the guy was a wreck...so...what does he do? for once, he does something smart...he goes out...and pays a lot of money to l. ron
    R... at the first church of appliantology!

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