The Mothers of Invention There's No Lust in Jazz song lyrics

Mark: Okay, is it just about time, you guy? What d'you say?

- It's time for the mass

Jeff: Uh

Mark: One?

Jeff: Rolling?

Mark: Rolling Frank is rolling

Howard: Rolling? It's rolling? One!

- It's the mass

Mark: Test two. Test three. Oh, now this is what I call brotherly love

Howard: Man, she's really hung, man. Now there are tits

Aynsley: Get your dick in between that

Aaaaah

Howard: No stopping! Oh, I'm telling you There is a chick what am hung

Jeff: Oh yes

Mark: And she enjoys every moment of it

Howard: She wants you, Dick

Aynsley: She's waiting for your big

Dick: Oh, listen

Jeff: Bwana?

Howard: She said give me the guy with the throb

AAH!

Jeff: Oh really?

Howard: Okay, enough

Jeff: What can you say?

Howard: See you later

Mark: See, this is what happens when you join a, a rock group, George, and get off that jazz syndrome

George: Is this like the old

Aynsley: … just wanna show us lads what she's got

Jeff: Oh, man

Mark: There's no lust in jazz