FRANK ZAPPA
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Whippin' Post
from the CD
Them Or Us
Track # 14
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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
Ray White
Bobby Martin
Tommy Mars
Chad Wackerman
Steve Vai
Scott Thunes
Ed Mann
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Lead Vocal, Guitars
Harmony, Chorus, Guitars
Lead Vocal, Keyboards, Harmonica, Sax
Keyboards
Drums
Guitar Solo, Rhythm and Fills
Bass
Percussion

Additional CD Information
Producer : Frank Zappa
Photographs : Steve Schapiro
Recorded at the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen
Cover Painting : Donald Roller Wilson
CD Graphics : Gabrielle Raumberger, New Age Art


Lyrics - © Gregg Allman

I been run down
Lord, I been lied to
And I don't know why
I let that mean woman make me out a fool

She took all my money
Wrecked my new car
Now she's with one of my good-time buddies,
Drinkin' in some cross-town bar

Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I been
Tied to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'

My friends tell me
That I been such a fool
But I got to stand there an' take it
All for loving you

Drown myself in sorrow
As I look at what you done
Nothin' seems to change;
That bad times stay the same,
And I can't run

Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I been
Tied to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post
Good Lord I feel like I'm dyin'


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