Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)   Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)   Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)   Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)   Steve vai (guitar)   Tommy mars (keyboards)   Arthur barrow (bass)   Ed mann (percussion)   David ocker (clarinet, bass clarinet)   Motorhead sherwood (tenor saxophone, vocals)   Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)   David logeman (drums)   Craig steward (harmonica)   Jimmy carl black (vocals)   Ahmet zappa (vocals)   Moon zappa (vocals)      And if these words you do not heed   Your pocketbook just kinda might recede   When some man comes along and   Claims godly need   He will clean you out right through your   Tweed      That's right, remember there is a big   Difference between kneeling down   And bending over...   He's got twenty million dollars   In his heavenly bank account...   All from those chumps who was   Born again   Oh yeah, oh yeah      He's got seven limousines   And a private plane...   All for the use of his   Special friends   Oh yeah, oh yeah   He's got thousand-dollar suits   And a wembley tie...   Girls love to stroke it   While he's on the phone   Oh yeah, oh yeah      At the house of representatives   He's a groovy guy...   When he gives thanks   He is not alone...      He is dealin'   He is really dealin'   Irs can't determine   Where the hook is      It is easy with the bible   To pretend that   You're in show biz      They won't get him   They will never get him   For the naughty stuff   That he did      It is best in cases like this   To pretend that   You are stupid      He's got presidential help   All along the way      He says the grace   While the lawyers chew   Oh yeah   They sure do      And the govenors agree to say:   "he's a lovely man!"   He makes it easier for   Them to screw   All of you...   Yes, that's true!      'cause he helps put the fear of god   In the common man   Snatchin' up money   Everywhere he can   Oh yeah   Oh yeah      He's got twenty million dollars   In his heavenly bank account   You ain't got nothin', people   You ain't got nothin', people   You ain't got nothin', people   Thank the man...oh yeah