Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)

Captain beefheart (harp, vocals)

George duke (keyboards, vocals)

Napoleon murphy brock (saxophone, vocals)

Bruce fowler (trombone)

Tom fowler (bass)

Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)

Terry bozzio (drums) While we're at it, we have a sort of a cowboy song we'd like to do for ya. this is a song that deals with the rapidly approaching 200th birthday of the united states of america, ladies and gentl

This is a song that warns you in advance, that next year, everybody is gonna try and sell you things that maybe you shouldn't ought to buy, and not only that, they've been planning it for years

Name of this song is (pardon me), poofters froth, wyoming, plans ahead. Poofters froth, wyoming,

March eleven sixty-seven

Take a letter, miss abetter

As our pigeons will be homin'. To our jobbers in dakota

And to merwyn, minnesota

This is merely just a note about

Performance to our quota Well, we've all come out to show ***,

And the elks have helped us

Load 'em

Little packets full of jackets

Little rackets, little rackets Little poofter-cloth appointments

Little pofter's froth anointments

Little hoods, little goods

Little doo-dads from the woods The entire stock is shipping

Oh our shod is hardly slipping

To the markets of the world

Our wrinkled pennants are unfurled! T-shirt racks, rubber snacks,

Poster rolls with matching tacks

Yes, a special beer for sports

(and paper cups that hold two quarts) Everything a nation needs

For making hoopla while it feeds

The trash compactors, small reactors,

Mowers, blowers, throwers & the glowers: This is buy-cent-any-all salute(hyulk!)

Two hundred years have gone ka-poot!

Ah but we have been astute!

Signed: anon. - wyo. galoot!