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	<title>Comments on: A Conversation With Frank Zappa - IX</title>
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		<title>By: A Conversation With Frank Zappa - VIII on Trilema - A blog by Mircea Popescu.</title>
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		<description>[...] [continuare] &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;Tiganu' tot tigan. [&#8617;]Necesit lamuriri din partea onor publicului. Cintecul e cam asa :  Now the seats are all empty Let the roadies take the stage Pack it up and tear it down They're the first to come and the last to leave Working for that minimum wage They'll set it up in another town Tonight the people were so fine They waited there in line And when they got up on their feet, They made the show, and that was sweet, But I can hear the sound of slamming doors and folding chairs and that's a sound they'll never know [...]</description>
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