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Billy the Mountain

This song is by Las Mothers and appears on the live album Just Another Band From L.A. (1972).

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Billy the Mountain
Billy the Mountain
Billy the Mountain
A regular picturesque postcardy mountain
Residing between lovely Rosamond and Gorman
With his stunning wife Ethel
A tree, a tree

Billy was a Mountain
Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder
Billy was a Mountain
Billy was a Mountain
Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder
Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder
(Hey, hey, hey)
Billy had two big caves for eyes
With a cliff for a jaw that would go up or down
And whenever it did, he'd puff out some dust
And hack up a boulder, hack
Hack up a boulder, hack hack
Hack up a boulder, hack hack
Hack up a boulder

Now, one day, and I believe it was on Tuesday
A man in checkered double-knit suit drove up in large Eldorado Cadillac leased from Bob Spreene
( "Where the freeways meet in Downey!" )
And he laid a huge bulging envelope right at the corner of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN
That was right where his foot was supposed to be
Now BILLY THE MOUNTAIN, he couldn't believe it:
All those postcards he'd posed for, for all of those years
And finally, now at last, his royalties!
"Royalties, royalties, royalties! The royalty check is in, honey!"
Yes, BILLY THE MOUNTAIN was rich
Yes, and his eyeball caves, they widened in amazement
And his jaw, which was a cliff, well it, it dropped thirty feet
A bunch of dust puffed out
Rocks and boulders hacked up, hack hack
Crushing the Lincoln

I gave him the money
He acted real funny
He hacked up a rock and
It totaled my car

Oh do you know any trucks
Might be bound for the valley
I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar

( Dear Lord ) I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar
( No shit ) I don't wanna stand here
All night in this bar

By two o'clock, when bars had already closed down
Billy had broken the big news to Ethel, AHHHH
And with dust and boulders everywhere
Billy, choked with excitement, announced:
"Ethel, we're going on a vacation!"
Yes, and they were going on a vacation,
Oh, and Ethel, Ethel, Ethel, like any little woman, she of course was very excited
She creaked a little bit and some old birds flew off of her
Billy told Ethel they were going to

Yes, they where going to New York
"Ethel, we're going to... New York
But first they were gonna stop in Las Vegas

It's off to Las Vegas to check out the lounges
Pull a few handles and drink a few beers
(Oh Ethel) Ethel, my darling, you know that I love you
I'm glad we could have a vacation this year
(Oh neat-o) glad we could have a vacation this year

They left that night, crunchin' across the Mojave Desert
Their voices echoing thru the canyons of your minds
"Ethel, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?
Howard Johnson's, ahhh there's a Howard Johnson's
Wanna eat some clams?

The first noteworthy piece of real estate they destroyed was Edwards Air Force Base
And to this very day, wing-nuts and data reduction clerks alike speak in reverent whispers about that fateful night when Test Stand Number One and the rocket sled itself got lunched
I said lunched, by a famous mountain and his small wooden wife

Word just in to the KTTV news service
Undeniably links this mountain and his wife to drug abuse and payoffs as part of San Joaquin Valley smut ring
However, we can assure parents in the Southern California area that a recent narcotic crackdown in Torrance
Hawthorne ... Lomita ... Westchester ... Playa del Rey ... Santa Monica ... Tujunga ... Sunland ... San Fernando ... Pacoima ... Sylmar ... Newhall ... Canoga Park ... Palmdale ... Glendale ... Irwindale ... Rolling Hills ... Granada Hills ... Shadow Hills ... Cheviot Hills ...
Will provide the secret evidence the Palmdale Grand Jury has needed to seek a criminal indictment
And pave the way for stiffer legislation, increased federal aid
And avert a crippling strike of bartenders and veterinarians throughout the inland empire

Within the week, Jerry Lewis had hosted a telethon ( La La La nice lady )
To raise funds for the injured, (injured), and homeless, "homeless" in Glendale
As Billy had just levelled it

And a few miles right outside of town Billy caused a 'Oh mine papa' in the earth's crust
Right over the secret underground dumps, right near the Jack In The Box on Glenoaks
Where they keep the pools of old poison gas and obsolete germs bombs
Just as a freak tornado cruised through

Yes, it was about three o'clock in the afternoon when little Howard Kaplan was sitting on his porch ( "Toto...!" )
Just playing ( "Come here, Toto ...!" ) and having a nice time with his little accordion, ( "Toto...!" )
And this weird wind came up, direct from Glendale, blowing those terrible germs in his direction
And all this caused by huge mountain ( "Aunty Em" )

(Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly)
Sucking up two-thirds of it ( suck, suck, suck)
For an untimely dispersal over vast stretches of
Watts

Now, unless I misunderstood, it was right outside of Columbus, Ohio when Billy received his notice to report for his induction physical
Now lemme tell ya, Ethel said, now Ethel, Ethel said she wasn't gonna let him go ... "I'm not gonna let you go, Billy"
That's right, we now have confirmed reports from an informed Orange County minister that Ethel is still an active communist
And it is this reporter's opinion that she also practices covert witchcraft

It was about this time that the telephone rang inside of the secret briefcase
Belonging to one mortal man who might be able to stop all of this senseless destruction and save America herself
And I'm sorry to disappoint some of you, it was not Chief Redden
This one man was Studebaker Hoch, fantastic new super hero of the current economic slump
Now, some folks say he looked like Zubin Mehta (Zubin Mehta)
Still others say "Bullshit, honey, it was just another greasy guy who happened to be born next to the frozen beef pies at Boney's Market..."
Still others say "Pshaw, and piss on you, Jack, he's just a crazy Italian who drove a red car"
You see, nobody ever really knew for sure because Studebacher was so mysterious

He was so ( he was so, he was so) mysterious
He was so ( he was so, he was so) mysterious

'Cause when a person gets to be such a hero, folks
And marvelous beyond compute
You can never really tell about a guy like that
Whether he's really a nice person
Or if he just smiles a lot
Or if he has a son named Pinocchio or what
Whether he's really a nice person
Or if he has a son named Pinocchio or what

Some men say he could fly
Some men say he could swim
Others say he could sing like Neil Sedaka
And all the girls in Flushing would be amazed of him
Two, three, amazed of him, amazed

Time passed
January, February, March, July, Wednesday, August, Irwindale, two-thirty in the afternoon, Sunday, Monday, Funny Cars, Walnuts, City of Industry, Big John Masamanian

So when the phone ring in the secret briefcase
A strong masculine hand with a Dudley Do-Right wristwatch and flexy braclets
Grabbed it and answered in a deep, calmly assured voice:

"So... ah... yeah, yeah hello already ... what? ... well, yeah?
Ah-are you kidding? ... You're not kidding ... a mountain ...
With a tree growing off of its shoulder?
Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah listen, by the way, before you go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front, yeah? Yeah, you should move some of those for me ... We're having a lot of,
Listen, so kiss little Jakee on the head... and how's your wife's hemorrhoids?...ah, that's too bad
Listen...so you've got a mountain, with a tree, listen, causing...well, let me write this down... sorta take a few notes here
Yeah? ...to El Segundo, huh?...causing untold destruction..( my baby, my baby )
Wanted for draft evasion?
An expense account?
And per diem, too?"

Some men say he could dance
They said he could dance
And of course they were right
Ladies and gentelmen, this is it: The Studebacher Hoch Dancing Lesson & Cosmic Prayer For Guidance, featuring Aynsley Dunbar, hit it

Twirly, twirly, twirly, twirly, twirly, Fillmore ...
Hey, right hand from a heart
Left hand from a heart
Right hand from a heart
Left hand from a left shoulder
To the heart. Fillmore, Fillmore ...
Nobody can dance like Studebacher Hoch

So many rumors have spread about Studebacher Hoch
Consider this rumor which was published about three weeks ago in ROLLING STONE ( "oh, it's gotta be true! )
Studebacher Hoch can write the Lord's Prayer on the head of a pin!" (NO!)
I'm so hip, beef pies, he was born next to the beef pies
Underneath Joni Mitchell's autographed picture
Right beside Elliot Robert's big bank book
Next to the boat where Crosby flushed away all his stash
And the cops got him in the boat and drove away
To the can where Neil Young slipped another disc

Frozen ??? pie
Frozen ??? pie
Frozen ??? pie
And that was the main influence on him
The influence of a frozen beef pie

Boldly springing into action, he phoned his wife who ran a modeling school, whereupon he
Yes, he ran around the back of the Broadway at Hollywood Boulevard and Vine
To see if he could find himself some big, large, unused cardboard boxes ( no shit! )
After which he hit up the Ralph's on Sunset for some Aunt Jemima syrup, some Kaiser boiler foil and pair of blunt scissors, hey
Yes, and in the parking lot of Ralph's ... where no prices are lower prices than Ralph's
In the parking lot of Ralph's, in between a pair of customized trucks where nobody was looking, he cut out some really, really, really nice wings
And he covered them thoroughly with foil

Then he took those wings and wedged one under each of his powerful arms
And sneaked into a telephone booth ..YES,YES
And then he shut the fucking door
And he pulled down his blue denim policeman-type trouser pants
And he spread even amounts of Aunt Jemima maple syrup all over the inside of his legs

Soon the booth was filling with flies ( help me! help me! help me! )
He held open the legs of his boxer shorts so they could all get in
And when each and every one of those little cocksucking flies had gone into his pants and they were lapping up all that maple syrup
He bent over and he put his head between his legs and he said in a very clear, impressive, Ron Hubbard-type voice:
"New York"
And the booth and everything lifted up, out of parking lot, and into the sky

Studebacher Hoch
YEAH, YEAH,
Studebacher Hoch
Studebacher Hoch
Studebacher Hoch
YEAH, YEAH,
Studebacher Hoch
Studebacher Hoch
He's coating his legs
With Aunt Jemima syrup up and down
His shorts will be filled with flies
That will be buzzing all around
Studebacher Hoch is really outta sight
Studebacher Hoch, he does it every night
Studebacher Hoch, he treats the flies all right
Studebacher Hoch
That's why they never bite, hey

Please to New York
Fly to New York

He could be a dog or a frog or a lesbian queen
(Fly to New York)
He could be a narc or a lady marine
Or he might play dirty
He's over thirty, getting old
I don't know

His peculiar attire and the flies he requires
Keep leading him on
'Cause Ethel is gone
They keep leading him on
'Cause Ethel is gone
And the mountain she's on

And speaking of mountains, we'll join Studebacher Hoch on the edge of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN's mouth
Take it away

"Ah ... ya, ya, ya, hey-ah, Billy, listen ... I've come to reason with you
Our great country needs you in the armed forces
Your number came up
You can't go on running like this forever"

Ah, but Ethel just shook her twigs angrily
But Studebacher Hoch, calm, cool, collected and unperturbed, continued:

"Ya, well listen ... listen you communist sonofabitch
You better get your ass down there for your fuckin' physical or I'll see to it that you get used for fill dirt
In some impending New Jersey marsh reclamation
And your girlfiend there will wind up disguised as series of brooms, primitive ironing boards or a dog house
Get the (cough, cough) get the picture?"

Ya, well Billy just laughed:
"Ha, ha, ha. If they think they're gonna draft me, they're crazy."

Unfortunately, because Studebacher Hoch was standing on the edge of BILLY THE MOUNTAIN's mouth when the giant mountain laughed
Studebacher Hoch lost his footing and fell screaming, two hundred feet into the rubble below
"Aaahhhhh, oh fuck, I'm gonna need a truss"

Ah listen, that only goes to show you
And it'll show you once again that

A mountain is something you don't wanna fuck with
You don't wanna fuck with
Don't fuck around
Don't fuck around
Don't fuck with Billy, no
And don't fuck with Ethel
You saw what just happened
To the guy with the flies

Don't fuck around
Don't fuck around
Don't fuck around
Don't fuck around
Don't fuck around
Don't fuck around
Don't fuck around
With Biddilly, Biddilly, Biddilly, Biddilly
Biddilly The Mountain

Eddie, are you kidding?
Eddie, are you kidding?
Oh, I forgot to mention this is where we take our intermission
we will see you in a few minutes
Thank you, We'll be back.

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Written by:

Frank Zappa

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