Whipping Post(Live) - Frank Zappa

Whipping Post (Live) - Frank Zappa
I been run down
Lord an' I been lied to
An' I don't know why
I let that mean woman make out a fool
Well she took all my money
An' wrecked my new car
Now she's with one of my good-time buddies
Drinkin' in some cross-town bar
Sometimes I feel
Well sometimes I feel
Like I been
Tied well to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post
Good Lord I feel like I'm dyin'
My friends tell me
Lord that I been such a fool
But I have to stand back an' take it baby
All for loving you
I 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
Well sometimes I feel
Like I been
Tied well to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post
Ah Good Lord I feel like I'm dyin'
Lord Lord Lord Lord Lord
Yeah Lord
Lord I been tied down
Sometimes I feel
Well sometimes I feel
Like I been
Tied oh Lord to the whippin' post
Yeah tied to the whippin' post
Well I'm tied to the whippin' post
Yeah Lord
Lord Lord Lord Lord
You know sometimes I really do believe
Well I believe
I said I believe
I said I do believe
I said I really do believe
Well I must say it one more time
I believe
There just ain't no such thing
As dyin'