Frank zappa (guitar, lead vocals)

Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)

Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)

Bobby martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)

Alan zavod (keyboards)

Scott thunes (bass)

Chad wackerman (drums)



From Madam Wong's to Starwood

To the Whiskey on the Strip

You can hear the crashing, blasting strum

Of bands that come to be real hip

And get a record contract

From a talent scout some day

They'll sell their ass, their cocks and balls

They'll take the check 'n walk away

If they're lucky they'll get famous

For a week or two perhaps

They'll buy some ugly clothes to wear

And hope the business don't collapse

Before some stupid magazine

Decides they're really good

They're a Tinsel Town Rebellion Band

From downtown Hollywood



Tinsel Town Rebellion

Tinsel Town Rebellion Band

It's a little bitty Tinsel Town Rebellion

A Tinsel Town Rebellion Band





And some of it was nice

Some of it was musical

But then they took some guy's advice

To get a record deal, he said

They would have to be more punk

Forget their chops and play real dumb

Or else they would be sunk

So off they go to S.I.R. to learn some stupid riffs

And practice all their poses

In between their powder sniffs



Chop a line now, snort it up now



And when they think they've got it

They launch a new career

Who gives a fuck if what they play

Is somewhat insincere



Tinsel Town Rebellion

Tinsel Town Rebellion Band

A Tinsel Town Rebellion

A Tinsel Town Rebellion Band

Did you know that in Tinsel Town the people down there

Think that substance is a bore

And if your New Wave group looks good

They'll hurry on back for more

Of

And

The Tinsel Town aficionados

Come to see and not to hear

But then again this system works

As perfect as a dream

It works for all of those record company pricks

Who come to skim the cream

From the cesspools of excitement

Where Jim Morrison once stood

It's the Tinsel Town Rebellion

From downtown Hollywood

They used to play all kinds of stuffAnd some of it was niceSome of it was musicalBut then they took some guy's adviceTo get a record deal, he saidThey would have to be more punkForget their chops and play real dumbOr else they would be sunkSo off they go to S.I.R. to learn some stupid riffsAnd practice all their posesIn between their powder sniffsChop a line now, snort it up nowAnd when they think they've got itThey launch a new careerWho gives a fuck if what they playIs somewhat insincereTinsel Town RebellionTinsel Town Rebellion BandA Tinsel Town RebellionA Tinsel Town Rebellion BandDid you know that in Tinsel Town the people down thereThink that substance is a boreAnd if your New Wave group looks goodThey'll hurry on back for moreOf leather groups and plastic groups And groups that look real queer The Tinsel Town aficionadosCome to see and not to hearBut then again this system worksAs perfect as a dreamIt works for all of those record company pricksWho come to skim the creamFrom the cesspools of excitementWhere Jim Morrison once stoodIt's the Tinsel Town RebellionFrom downtown Hollywood

It's everybody happy?

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