05/15/2025
MAGA DEBRIS
An homage to Frank Zappa’s classic Cosmik Debris
Music by: Frank Zappa
Reimagined by: Howie “Double D” Kaylan
Lyrics by: Alfred “Babú” Neuman
Horn & Vocal Arrangements: Marcus “B-Flo” Volman
Produced by Howie “Double D” Kaylan for Dildonacy Records.
Performed by Spawn O’ The Bridge
Alfred “Babú” Neuman • Lead Vocals, Sound Effects
Howie “Double D” Kaylan • Lead & Rhythm Guitar, Bass, Lead Vocals
Marcus “B-Flo” Volman • Horns, Marimba, Bckg Vocals
Tina “Barb Wire” Turner • Bckg Vocals
Sir George “RoLo” Duke • Keyboards, Percussion
Aynsley “Newbs” Dunbar • Drums
Video produced by Who Wants T’ Know Editorial. Edited and designed by Flash Bazbo.
Cosmik Debris written and produced by Frank Zappa, ©1974 DiscReet Records
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“The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.”
-Edmund Burke
LYRICS
The MAGA King ascended,
And he said, “Don’t hesitate –
Just bow down to me and kiss my ring
And I’ll make America great.
If you abandon all your ethics,
Turn your back on reality,
I’ll reward your devotion with payback
‘Cause the one true messiah is me.”
But I said
Look here Donald
Who you jivin’ with that MAGA Debris?!
Now who you jivin’ with that MAGA Debris?
Look here Donald
Don’t you run that con on me.
The MAGA King grew bolder
And the doublespeak started to rise.
He reached underneath that squirrel on his head
And he whipped out some brand new lies.
Now, I knew he was a grifter,
And a pervy pedo, too,
But he sank to new lows with his threat to dispose
Of all colors but red, white, and blue.
Well, the cult swallowed all the Kool Aid,
And his sycophants praised his name.
He said, “I can do what I want now, little snowflake,
And America won’t be the same.”
And I said
Look here Donald
Who you jivin’ with that MAGA Debris?!
Now what kind of a savior are you anyway?
Look here Donald
Don’t you run that con on me.
Don’t run that con…
(Guitar Solo)
“I’ve got scruples of my own,” I said,
“And you don’t get a pass.
So take your annexations and your dance gyrations
And ram ’em up your ass!”
“The problem is the enemy from within”, he said
And his minions “Heiled” their hands.
They refuse to see that the land they love
Won’t survive this MAGA scam.
He slapped a trucker hat on his head
So he’d look like he was real.
He banged a Stormy porn star then
And said that he was “stoppin’ the steal.”
He launched a coup, and broke the law,
And burned the press to the ground.
He had his suckers hip-mo-tized,
They didn’t even make a sound.
He proceeded to sell ‘em more bullshit, then
They handed him a second crown.
He sneered
“The price of tariffs just went up
And your whole country has just gone down.”
Look here Donald
Who you jivin’ with that MAGA Debris?!
Now is that a real ear bandage or a prop bandage?
Don’t you know
You won’t ever fire more workers than Elon,
So don’t you run that con on me.
Don’t want it,
Don’t run that con on me…
Shiiiiiiiit – we know who you work for, Komrade…
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