FRANK ZAPPA
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Drowning Witch
from the CD
Ship Arriving Too Late To Save A Drowning Witch
Track # 4
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WARNING / GUARANTEE This album contains material which a truly free society would neither fear nor surpress. In some socially retarded areas, religious fanatics and ultra conservative political organizations violate your First Amendment Rights by attempting to censor rock-n-roll albums. We feel that this is un-Contstitutional and un-American. As an alternative to these government supported programs (designed to keep you docile and ignorant), Barking Pumpkin is pleased to provide stimulating digital audio entertainment for those of you who have outgrown the ordinary. The language contained herein are GUARANTEED NOT TO CAUSE ETERNAL TORMENT IN THE PLACE WHERE THE GUY WITH THE HORNS AND THE POINTED STICK CONDUCTS HIS BUSINESS. This guarantee is as real as the threats of the video fundmentalists who use attacks on rock music in their attempt to transform America into a nation of check-mailing nincompoops (in the name of Jesus Christ). If there is a hell, it's fires wait for them, not us.

Performers

Frank Zappa
Steve Vai
Ray White
Tommy Mars
Bobby Martin
Ed Mann
Scott Thunes
Arthur Barrow
Patrick O'Hearn
Chad Wackerman
Roy Estrada
Ike Willis
Bob Harris
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Lead Guitar, Vocals
Impossible Guitar Parts
Rhythm Guitar, Vocals
Keyboards
Keyboards, Sax & Vocals
Percussion
Bass
Bass
Bass
Drums
Vocals
Vocals
Vocals

Additional CD Information
Producer : Frank Zappa
CD Graphics : Roger Price (2 1953,1981)
Recorded at the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen and UMRK Mobile
Photographs : Mollye Moore & John Livzey
CD Layout : Tracy Veal Design


Lyrics - © Frank Zappa

There's a ship arriving too late
To save a drowning witch
She was swimmin' along
Tryin' to keep a date
With a Merchant Marine
Who told her he was really rich
But it doesn't matter no more...
She's on the ocean floor
'N the water's all green down there
'N it's not very clean down there
'N water snakes
'N rusty wrecks
Is all that she can see
As the light goes dim
And she's tryin' to swim
Will she make it?
(Boy, we sure hope so...)

Not even a witch oughta be caught
On the bottom of America's spew-infested
Waterways, hey-hey...
She could get radiation all over her
She could mutate insanely
She could mutate insanely...(that's right)
She could go on the freeway and grow up to be 15 feet tall
And scary-lookin'
And then...
Cars could crash all over the place
As a result of people with Hawaiian shirts on...
Lookin' up to see her face

Sardines in her eyebrows...
Lobsters up 'n down her forehead
All of them HORRIBLY LARGE FROM RADIATION
And smelling very bad
And DANGEROUS!

Maybe a submarine could save her,
And bring her home to the Navy...
For some kind of ritual sacrifice...


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