Rhymin' Man Lyrics - Frank Zappa

Rhymin' Man, 

Tall and tan, 

Rhyme or reason, 

Play your hand -- 

Rhyme on this -- rhyme on that 

Oh, you naughty Democrat! 

They say when Doctor King got shot, 

Jesse hatched an evil plot, 

Dipped his hands in the Doctor's blood, 

'N rubbed his shirt like playin' with mud 

Looked around for all the press 

'N said: "Check me out, my name is Jess! 

I'll be known from towns 'n farms -- 

Doctor King died in my arms!" 

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Rhymin' Man, 

Tall and tan, 

Rhyme or reason, 

Play your hand -- 

Rhyme on this -- rhyme on that 

Oh, you naughty Democrat! 

A few years later, legend says, 

Rhymin' man made a run for Prez 

Farrakhan made him a clown, 

Over there near Hymie-Town 

Said he was a diplomat -- 

Hobbin' an-a-knobbin' with Arafat 

Castro was simpatico, 

But the U.S. voters, they said: "No!" 

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Rhymin' Man, 

Tall and tan, 

Rhyme or reason, 

Play your hand -- 

Rhyme on this -- rhyme on that 

Oh, you naughty Democrat! 

Okay, here we go again! 

Rhymin' Man says he's your friend 

Any fool can make a rhyme -- 

Cowboys do it all the time 

People say: "Now he's mature!" 

Cowboys rhyme that with horse manure 

Horse manure! 

That's for sure! 

You been cheatin' -- 

We kept score! 

Are you "this"? 

Or are you "that"? 

Oh, you naughty 

Democrat!