The London Cab Tape Songtext / Lyric

Howard: this fucking guy is flipped out, man! i'll be locked up!

?: who, me . . .?

yeah, you too!

?: it was anti-semitic of me to bring it up

?: why, you don't like jews, man?

?: let me make it perfectly clear, [...] i don't mind that you are jew, stay out . . . take your bar mitzvah man, and shove it

?: i never had a bar mitzvah

?: you ever had a yamulka, man?

?: no, i wore one once, though . . .

?: i knew it

?: what's wrong? you don't like 'em, man? that was [...] my cowboy hat . . .

?: [...] just keep it out of my way, man, i don't wanna see that yamulka on stage ever . . .

?: uh . . . well, i don't know, man, that'd be sorta neat, not in this group of course, but tomorrow

?: alright, alright . . .

?: howard kaylan world!

?: the yamulka

fz: ha ha ha!

: dear frank, thanks for paying a hundred twenty three dollars for my meal in amsterdam, which i hated!

?: i mean it, man

?: i really enjoy playing in your little own ensemble

?: for a day or so

?: thanks for bringing a little slice of sunshine into my life

?: thanks for showing me how sh . . . shitty the music business could really be, i thought i knew

?: thanks for make [...] worst bass player in the world

?: after six months with the mothers i figured i've lost everything i've ever had