Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike Willis (guitar, rhythm guitar, vocals) Ray White (guitar, vocals) Bobby Martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals) Alan Zavod (keyboards) Scott Thunes (bass) Chad Wackerman (drums) Steve Vai (guitar) Tommy Mars (keyboards) Ed Mann (percussion) There's a ship arriving too late To save a drowning witch She was swimmin' along Tryin' to keep a date With a Merchant Marine Who told her he was really rich But it doesn't matter no more... She's on the ocean floor 'N the water's all green down there 'N it's not very clean down there 'N water snakes 'N rusty wrecks Is all that she can see As the light goes dim And she's tryin' to swim Will she make it? (Boy, we sure hope so...) Not even a witch oughta be caught On the bottom of America's spew-infested Ho-ho-ho, hey-hey... She could get radiation all over her She could mutate insanely... (Aie-ee-aie) She could mutate insanely... (Earth wall) Then you know She could go on the freeway and grow up to be 15 feet tall And very very scary-lookin' And then... Cars could crash all over the place As a result of people with Hawaiian shirts on... Lookin' up to hear her go "Ha ha ha..." Sardines in her eyebrows... Lobsters up 'n down her pudenda All of them HORRIBLY LARGE FROM GRADUATION... And smelling very bad And DANGEROUS! Maybe a submarine could save her, That's right! Yes, that's true! And bring her back just like a Mud-shark... Tell 'em what they win, Bob! Well, therefore ladies: A full week's supply of Gartenion's Onion rings, Bronco's new Bondage-In-A-Bottle! It won't crack, it won't stake, it won't beat, it won't budge, It won't bite the old fate... And of course a brand new, absolutely brand new, New, new, and of course, but also a new car!