GTO's
Girls Together Outrageously
PERMANENT DAMAGE
The GTO's to me, dear friends, are somewhat of a way of life—at least we have been a way of life for over a year now. I'm so in love with everything, everything I see, hear, feel, or think, because I think everything is joyful. There are low points of joy—perhaps dark blue—high points—pure white. The GTO's are all different shades. I love green. Pale lime green. Everything is a color, isn't it? Tra La. Tra La. Tra La. I love people and their smiles. The GTO's smile at people and they stick their tongues out at us. It's OK though, I'm used to it. I love you, everyone—I love you. Hugs and Kisses. Kisses and Hugs.
Miss Pamela.
The GTO's, a color with five schizophrenic hues, a complete personality clash. A travelling caravan of players, masqueraders. 620 lbs. that came together last year by way of many things including the log cabin, now taking different forms, waiting for their big debut (as usual), wondering where it will be this time.
Miss Sandra.
The GTO's are a menace to American maidenhood. Watch out that your teenage daughters don't get their hands on any of the GTO's literature promoting gayety, kinkyness and flamboyancy. The GTO's are out to corrupt your children. Watch out! There may be one lurking in your neighborhood.
Miss Cinderella.
The GTO's came together occasionally on the victory slpes of Laurel Canyon. This made things official. We're in the entertainment business, that's as good a reason as any. Girls together occasionally often and only—depending on availability. Outrageously, maybe, but only to our mothers. When "clap-trap, mod, you-have-to" days are through, each day will offer an unmentionable something new. New adventures, new transitions, no word today, so no decisions. We want to do more beyond music, beyond rude. We can and will because we don't notice. What would you look like without a reflection? Everyone is special, but why be everyone. The GTO's are Misses. They miss out on a lot of things they see, so they must do them themselves. We try our hardest. We also have a lot of nice friends and memories.
Miss Christine.
The GTO's are to me a combination of the world's beauty and ugliness, we are supreme yet the gutter, that's all, except there's no forever.
Forever,
Miss Mercy.
Side One
1. The Eureka Springs Garbage Lady
2. Miss Pamela and Miss Sparky discuss STUFFED BRAS and some of their early gym class experiences
3. Who's Jim Sox?
4. Kansas and the BTO's
5. The Captain's fat Theresa Shoes
6. Wouldn't It Be Sad If There Were No Cones?
7. Do Me In Once And I'll Be Sad, Do Me In Twice And I'll Know Better (Circular Circulation)
8. The Moche Monster Review
9. TV Lives
Side Two
1. Rodney
2. I Have A Paintbrush In My Hand To Color A Triangle
3. Miss Christine's First Conversation With The Plaster Casters of Chicago
4. The Original GTO's
5. The Ghost Chained To The Past, Present, And Future (Shock Treatment)
6. Love On An Eleven Year Old Level
7. Miss Pamela's First Conversation With The Plaster Casters Of Chicago
8. I'm In Love With The Ooo-Ooo Man
The girls want to dedicate this album to the following:
Miss Pamela: Jimmy Page, The Flying Burrito Brothers and Jesus.
Miss Mercy: Joe Bryath and Brian.
Miss Christine: Brother Jimmy, the Billiard Den and Doug Kirshau.
Miss Cinderella: Larry and Barry.
Miss Sandra: Raven, Klondike Car Owner, Magic and Jesus.
GTO's
Girls Together Outrageously
PERMANENT DAMAGE
The G.T.O's write all their own lyrics lyrics & no subject matter covered by these lyrics was suggested by any outside source. The choice of subjects is a reflection of the girls' own attitudes toward their environment. The G.T.O.'s hope you like their album.
Frank Zappa
Special thanks to: Jimmy Carl Black, Roy Estrada, Ian Underwood and Craig Doerge who played on Eureka Springs Garbage Lady, Ooo Ooo Man, Shock Treatment, and Captain's Fat Theresa Shoes. Also to: Jeff Beck who played guitar on Eureka Springs Garbage Lady, Shock Treatment, and Captain's Fat Theresa Shoes; Nicky Hopkins who played piano on Shock Treatment; Rodney Stewart who sang on Shock Treatment; Frank Zappa who played tamborine on Ooo Ooo Man; Don Preston who played on Television Baby;
Side One
1 . . . THE EUREKA SPRINGS GARBAGE LADY
words by: Cinderella
music by: Cinderella, Craig Doerge & Nicky St. Nicholas
lead vocal: Miss Christine
She creaked down the lane
As sane as you make her
Rake held proudly in her hand
Loudly singing her song
To you, to you, to you, to you.
She puffs on her old corn pipe
Griping about dusty heat
Her feet
swing bare in the rubbish
Chorus:
So high and mighty on her throne
Her bony hounds by her side
Gone with the rush of time
The Eureka Springs Garbage Lady
shall ride no more
A-aaah, a-aaah, a-aaah, a-aaah
She's a school teacher from Dakota
Diploma in her shack
Back with the folks at home
She's in love with the Blacksmith Harry
Caring for his trash
Dashing by as fast
As her sway-back hag will go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
(Clap clap)
Will go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (clap clap)
Will go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (clap clap)
Will go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (clap clap clap)
La la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la
Chorus:
The town seems empty without her
Around the cobbled streets
Neatly raking
Making the town nice and clean
And dreamin' and hummin'
As she goes oh-oh-oh-oh
A-aaah, a-aaah, a-aaah, a-aaah, etc.
This song is about a school teacher with a college degree in a small Ozark town who wanted to get it on with the local blacksmith (Harry). She was too shy to let Harry in on the idea, so, in order to get a little closer to her dream goal, she became a garbage collection . . . just so she could pick up Harry's trash. This is a true story according to Cinderella.
2 . . . Miss Pamela & Miss Sparky discuss STUFFED BRAS & some of their early gym class experiences.
3 . . . WHO'S JIM SOX?
words by: Miss Christine, Sandra & Cinderella.
How embarrassing it is at only 13
To have to take showers
In front of a dyke gym teacher
Who drools at the sight
Of your pectoral muscles flexing, smelling of
Four laps around the track
50 push-ups multiplied by 200 girls
The cracks of backs hitting cement floors
As we strained our bodies into womanhood
Chorus:
Room 323
Stagnant Sox
Sweaty girls
Broken locks
Two by two to the opposite gym
Our nylons rolled under our sox
Today is the day of heavy socializing,
Heavy socializing, heavy socializing
Finally getting to The BTO's
Spoken: A B.T.O. is the opposite of a
G.T.O. only they get in there more—
sexually, than we do. It means,
Boys Together Often, Only, Occasionally,
Organically, Outrageoulsy. All those
O's.
4 . . . KANSAS & THE B.T.O.'s
Mr. Kansas was formerly road technician for THE MOTHERS. He happened to be in the studio one night while I was working with the G.T.O.'s & I asked him to conduct this interview from the standpoint of Mr. & Mrs. Middle America.
5 . . . THE CAPTAIN'S FAT THERESA SHOES
This is a song about a pair or crazed shoes CAPTAIN BEEFHEART wears.
words by: Miss Pamela, Sparky, Miss Christine, Sandra & Cinderella
music by: Davy Jones
A brown felt top hat wrapped with a bow
Yellow wrap around girl-watchers that never show
His blue eyes, his blue eyes
What a fantastic disguise
He's so grand and fantastic, so wonderful.
The T of his T-strap stands for Tippie-Toes
His Tippie-Toes fit him to a T,
Oh C.B. do a tap dance for me
With your bigga fat Tippie-Toe Theresa Shoes
A jacket with virgin, virgin button holes
Reaching for experienced buttons
Thin striped chords that circle his
Porcelain ankles funneling down to
The Captain's fat Theresa shoes
The T of his T-strap stands for Tippie-Toes
His Tippie-Toes fit him to a T,
Oh C.B. do a tap dance for me
With your big fat Tippie-Toe Theresa Shoes
His blue eyes, his blue eyes
What a fantastic disguise
He's so gay and fantastic, so wonderful
The elevated plastic heels
That wish they could, look like wood
That wish they could, look like wood
Shuffle on the floor and do so very much more
Than other shoes, than other shoes,
Than other shoes ever could.
The T of his T strap stands for Tippie-Toes
His Tippie-Toes fit him to a T,
Oh C.B. do a tap dance for me.
6 . . . "WOULDN'T IT BE SAD IF THERE WERE NO CONES?"
words by: Miss Pamela & Sparky
Miss Pamela & Sparky discuss the manner in which local Hollywood soul brothers make sexual advances in front of the Whisky A Go Go.
Wouldn't it be sad if there were no cones
No, not ice-cream cones
Cones are soul brothers with processed points
at the tips of their foreheads
Some wear lime green phosphorescent
Imitation leather jackets and pants
Others are fairly normal-formal excepting
those flood ankles on their bright orange slacks
"That's a flashy outfit mini-mama,
Hey now, hey now, hey now,
I could kiss your thigh"
They stand in front of The Wiggy-A-Go-Go
Slapping their chins,
We really respect them for their confidence
It's too bad everyone can't be as confident as a cone
(they're great losers)
Do the Skate, Shing-a-ling, Boog-a-loo
"Come on with me an' we'll spin some
fine platters, darlin'."
Oh, cones! You send us with your fantastic lines.
"What's your favorite form of recreation darling?
Hey now, hey now, hey now,
I could kiss your thigh."
"Say Sno-white, can I give you a ride in my
outasight metal-flake Bonneville?
Hey darlin', you come here with me, woman
to my righteous pad in L.A. and we can
booze it up and have some f-i-i-i-n-e lovin'.
Hey now, hey now, hey now,
I could kiss your thigh."
7 . . . DO ME IN ONCE & I'LL BE SAD, DO ME IN TWICE & I'LL KNOW BETTER (Circular Circulation)
words by: Sandra
music by: Lowell George
produced by: Lowell George
lead vocal: Miss Pamela
This is a reasonably abstruse love song with a gentle bum it it.
Muddy Goppup standing there
Roses held by him
Stopped to catch Kee Lee Da Da Do
But the circle would not permit it
Chorus:
This circular circulation
I circle continuously
To prepare myself for memories
And have a talk with me
A mighty burst Muddy Goppup had
To cure him of this fever
The sun came on, the chord came off
His seat became the lever
So what was one to do right then
At fourteen minutes after
I shook his hand, explained the plan
And set stone walls to laughter
Was at this time the power ceased
Yellow darts were flying
A gentle bum rose from the street
Upon which he was lying
Chorus:
It serves you right, Mr. Goppup screamed
Four signs on his window
To let another make your dreams
For the rest of you to show
Can't think for the life of me
Pounds, Do Da Kee Lee
More different than before the start
You cheated and pretended too.
Was at this time the power ceased
Yellow darts were flying
A gentle bum rose from the street
Upon which he was lying
Chorus:
8 . . . THE MOCHE MONSTER REVIEW
Miss Pamela gives us an insight into the behaviour of "the other breed" who drive "soft cars" . . . the sexual advances they made toward girls while they're hitch-hiking.
words by: Miss Pamela and Sparky
I hope that I shall never see
All the Moche monsters lined up in front of me
True repulse & total disgust
Getting rid of Moche is an imperative must
These are just to name a few
We hope they don't influence you
Moche Monster!
Yonder comes a soft car
Which probably won't take me very far
The organ grinder behind the wheel
Is hoping he can score a feel
His eyes are bulging at your bod
He things you are a free-loving mod
Moche Monster!
9 . . . TELEVISION LIVES
words by: Miss Christine
music by: Don Preston
A brief word about television. This song is nearly as absurd and the medium it describes.
I'm a television baby
My father's a knob
And my mother's a tube
When I'm sad my horizontal dips
And my vertical skips
But when I'm glad, my brightness
meter shouts brightest.
Side Two
1 . . . RODNEY
Rodney Bingenheimer is one of the more unique figures of contemporary social history. The G.T.O.'s have put together an unusual piece which includes the voice of Mr. Bingenheimer as he comments on the lyrics which had been written about his particular exploits. This "song" might give you a broad view of the scene in Hollywood as it relates to the Sunset Strip's foremost male groupie.
words by: Miss Christine, Sandra, Sparky, Miss Pamela & Cinderella & Miss Lucy
We have a friend named Rodney Bingenheimer
He has a Dutch Boy hair cut and he's five feet three
He lives down the street from the Hullabalooo
And he doubles for Davy Jones
And he got beaten up by Brian Jones
He's so amazing, you should see his walk
It just screams "Get in there" with the pop-stars
Let me in, let me in, I'm with one of the Vanilla Fudge
I know Sonny and Cher,
I meditated with George Harrison,
The Hollies are my best friends
And I ate lunch with Grace Slick yesterday
You can ball Ringo Starr if you ball me first
We see you at Wallichs and down at The Ranch Market
Waiting for pop stars to casually stroll by
Oh, Rodney, if you introduce me to Mick Jagger,
I'll let you meet my little sister
And she's only twelve years old.
Rodney Bingenheimer.
2 . . . I HAVE A PAINTBRUSH IN MY HAND TO COLOR A TRIANGLE (Mercy's Tune)
words by: Mercy
music by: Lowell George
produced by: Lowell George
lead vocal: Mercy
This is a song about a lovers' triangle which involves Brian Jones, Bernardo B.T.O. and Mercy.
Boy with dark skin, Eyes of hot coals
Hair of raven black
Dancing in darkness, singing in closets
I call you Scarlet, dressed in black.
You are the first of the two.
Cobes studded words you speak
Changing all your lovers into orphans
A red rose so pretty I wanted to touch
And when my hand held you
The thorns pricked my heart.
Boy with ivory skin, eyes of sea green
Hair of pale gold
Dancing in a music box, singing in the garden
I call you Merrygold, dressed in white
You are the last of the two.
Silk winding words you speak
Changing all your lovers into mountains
A golden poppy, I wanted to touch
And when my hand held you
The leaves blossomed my heart
Scarlet, Merrygold and I are fine
For they are lovers, each others
As well as mine.
3 . . . MISS CHRISTINE'S FIRST CONVERSATION WITH THE PLASTER CASTERS OF CHICAGO
In this episode we find our exotic Yugoslavian maiden explaining her moral viewpoint after reading a short segment of Cynthia Plaster Caster's diary.
4 . . . THE ORIGINAL G.T.O.'s—Miss Lucy & Miss Johna were the originators of G.T.O.ism two years ago. In this sequence we find them inside a piano kissing each other & having a cosmic-level discussion.
5 . . . THE GHOST CHAINED TO THE PAST, PRESENT & FUTURE (Shock Treatment)
words by: Mercy
music by: Mercy & Cinderella
lead vocals: Mercy and R.S.
Miss Mercy explains her personal philosophy.
I see all the people I want to see
I be all the people I want to be
And find all the treasures I want to find
Along with the images, they're so unkind
Shock treatment, let me go-o
Shock treatment, oh let me go-o etc. etc.
6 . . . LOVE ON AN ELEVEN YEAR OLD LEVEL
words by: Sparky, Miss Pamela, Miss Christine, Sandra & Cinderella
For some reason the G.T.O.'s are preoccupied by the memory of Brian Jones. In this song they discuss their mutual admiration for an 11 year old boy who happens to look like Brian . . . and also has a couple of other things going for him.
What does his mother say when we kiss on the doorstep
(He has to be home by ten)
I wait around 'til 3 o'clock till he comes out of school
He flirts with all the ten year olds
And I'm so jealous I could die
(He just screams Brian Jones)
Brian Jones! Do you realize this little eleven year old
looks like Brian Jones?
A kiss on the cheek would be enough
But when he does more . . . wah! wah!
He has captured my heart . . . Bart.
I'm ready to settle down
Do you think your parents would let you quit school at 16?
It's only five years. I can wait.
(He is the ladies man)
How could you doubt him, even when he lies
When he says he's out playing ball
He's being a two-timing man.
He has captured my heart . . . Bart.
(LOVE ON AN ELEVEN YEAR OLD LEVEL)
Oh, how he wrinkles my dress
and tangles my hair
(Get in there, Bart)
Sneak out your window and I'll meet you tonight
And you'll be back in time for school
When we're together, am I 11 or are you 19?
He has captured my heart . . . Bart.
You're a heartbreaker, Bart Baker.
7 . . . MISS PAMELA'S FIRST CONVERSATION WITH THE PLASTER CASTERS OF CHICAGO
Cynthia & Miss Pamela find that they have a "fave rave" in common, and proceed to compare notes on their relationship with him. Some semantic difficulties toward the end of the conversation provide a convenient transition to the next piece of material.
8 . . . I'M IN LOVE WITH THE OOO-OOO MAN
words by: Miss Pamela
music by: Davy Jones
lead vocal: Miss Pamela
In real life, the OOO-OOO Man is Nicky St. Nicholas from Steppenwolf. Miss Pamela sings the lead vocal on this very special song of love. I have no idea what the rubber chicken suit with the beak is.
Chorus:
I'm in love with the Ooo-ooo man
He was born and raised in Schneit Schneit land
And his first name is the same as his last
Oh the things he says just flutter my heart
Flutter my heart, flutter my heart
(But mind you, he never brings sorrow)
"I may look elegant now,
But Crazy Horse gets this tomorrow"
We were once behind a codge and a girl
Codge and a girl, codge and a girl
And we waited as he tried to date her
But my love became impatient
"Pick up your big black shoe and put it on the accelerator"
Oh Mr. Ooo ooo, just say the word
Just say the word, just say the word
(Say two or three if you care to)
I will roll on the floor, do a jig on the door
She will roll on the floor, do a jig on the door
Change my clothes and even my hair-do!
Ooo Ooo Ooo, Schneit, Schneit, Schneit
Chorus:
Even though he doesn't think of me
Day & night, night & day (and probably barely)
It doesn't mean I think of him less
(In fact I think of other things rarely)
Ooo Ooo Ooo, Schneit, Schneit, Schneit
Remember girls, please don't stop hoping
Never say your love is wasted
Love is only for giving
And something that cannot be taken
Ooo Ooo Ooo, Schneit, Schneit, Schneit
Thank you ever so, oh Schneit Schneit land
Schneit, Schneit land, Schneit Schneit land
For giving the world a grand boy
Presenting his friends with his Ooo Ooo's
And bringing so very much joy-oy.
Chorus:
"I'm gonna go put on my rubber chicken suit with the beak."
We embraced and he asked how I knew where he was and that he had phoned my house the other day. He wanted to come with me where I was going (to Mr. Zappa's for pix) but as it turned out, Sandra's cold sore still existed, so I decided to go to the Kaleidoscope. He wanted to come. He played bass for a while longer, then went to take a shower & get ready to go. He dressed elegantly in leather pants & crepe shirt. When I told him he looked elegant, he said "I may look elegant now, but Crazy Horse gets this tomorrow," and he pulled out a one inch squirt gun. All his thoughts & ideas are so disoriented & confused. He's lovely & looney. He played bass a while longer to Eric Clapton (his idol) and at approximately 10:30 we split for K. I wish I could put into words the torment I was going through sitting & watching him. I'm sure my mind escaped me there for a while. I don't know, but it was the same feeling I had the last night I spent with him. I'm more amazed at him when he talks sensibly than when he talks looney (as usual). I became more at ease driving Jessica & I talked to him without wanting to rip my brains to shreds. A lot of the time I know he's putting me on—I wish I knew why. We were going into a parking lot (.50ç) & this hooker man in a black cadillac wouldn't move. Nicky got out of the car and said to the man "pick up your big black shoe & put it on the accelerator" and he did!
Excerpted from THE GROUPIE PAPERS, compiled and edited by Frank Zappa.
Copyright 1969 by Bizarre Productions; Suite 1713, 5455 Wilshire Blvd., Los Angeles 90036 California.
Printed in the U.S.A.
John Williams
ONCE UPON A TIME the world was dark—a deep shade of delaware punch. Here in the deep coal crevices the black romance could stare into the sunken pool around the eyes of the aging young girls who float their pale silks in the musty grey air. They are bound to from whence they were desired. These shadowed beauties were once cleansed pale in the crimson streams of their nightly lover.
Your thick rich blood, do you know where it's from? Do you know where it goes?
Today is now, the sheer lavender chiffon screen is gone and the sun burns holes in my eyes.
The only thing left is the deepness: crimson of blood, and the feeling I feel as new life enters my hollow body. Don't vomit. I don't want to conceal the fact I'm dead. I'm dead, but through an error of passion I never died. I won't give up life—because life is where love exists. As he sucked the rivers of my neck he took my life and gave me a reason to live. Blood is life. I could have your life. I offer you romance, but you don't want it. You really should have listened to me, because now I'm going to buy you. I'm going to buy you off of the shelf of the blood bank where you lie waiting to be tested for the dreaded lingering disease that might bring death.
Miss Christine.
"PERMANENT DAMAGE"
Girls Together Outrageously
All selections copyrighted
by Bizarre Music, Inc.
BMI (1969)
STEREO
STS 1059 A
Produced by Frank Zappa
1. THE EUREKA SPRINGS GARBAGE LADY 3:47
2. Miss Pamela & Miss Sparky discuss STUFFED BRAS & some early gym class experiences 2:08
3. WHO'S JIM SOX? 1:02
4. KANSAS & THE B.T.O.'S 1:12
5. THE CAPTAIN'S FAT THERESA SHOES 2:35
6. WOULDN'T IT BE SAD IF THERE WERE NO CONES? 1:12
7. DO ME IN ONCE & I'LL BE SAD, DO ME IN TWICE & I'LL KNOW BETTER (Circular Circulation) 2:19
8. THE MOCHE MONSTER REVIEW 1:45
9. T.V. LIVES 0:57
All Lyrics by the G.T.O.'S
"PERMANENT DAMAGE"
Girls Together Outrageously
All selections copyrighted
by Bizarre Music, Inc.
BMI (1969)
STEREO
STS 1059 B
Produced by Frank Zappa
1. RODNEY 3:43
2. I HAVE A PAINTBRUSH IN MY HAND TO COLOR A TRIANGLE (Mercy's Tune) 2:11
3. MISS CHRISTINE'S FIRST CONVERSATION WITH THE PLASTERCASTERS OF CHICAGO 0:57
4. THE ORIGINAL G.T.O.'S 1:06
5. THE GHOST CHAINED TO THE PAST, PRESENT & FUTURE (Shock Treatment) 1:45
6. LOVE ON AN ELEVEN YEAR OLD LEVEL 1:18
7. MISS PAMELA'S FIRST CONVERSATION WITH THE PLASTERCASTERS OF CHICAGO 1:31
8. I'M IN LOVE WITH THE OOO-OOO Man 1:24
All Lyrics by the G.T.O.'S
