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Frankie teardrop
Twenty year old Frankie
He’s married he’s got a kid
And he’s working in a factory

He’s working from seven to five
He’s just trying to survive
Well let’s hear it for Frankie
Frankie Frankie

Well Frankie can’t make it
Coz things are just too hard
Frankie can’t make enough money
Frankie can’t buy enough food

And Frankie’s getting evicted
Oh let’s hear it for Frankie
Oh Frankie Frankie
Oh Frankie Frankie

Frankie is so desperate
He’s gonna kill his wife and kids
Frankie’s gonna kill his kid
Frankie picked up a gun

Pointed at the six month old in the crib
Oh Frankie
(scream)
Frankie looked at his wife

Shot her
(screams)
“Oh what have I done?”
Let’s hear it for Frankie

Frankie teardrop
Frankie put the gun to his head
(screams)
Frankie’s dead

(screams)

Frankie’s lying in hell
(screams)

We’re all Frankies
We’re all lying in hell
(screams)

You want to go to school
You want a good job
You want to get married
You want to own a car

[chorus:]
You’re boring, you’re gay, you’re old, you have goals
You’re boring, you’re gay, you’re old, you have goals

You want to own a house
You want to have kids
If these are your goals
Then you’re fucking stupid

[chorus:]
You’re boring, you’re gay, you’re old, you have goals
You’re boring, you’re gay, you’re old, you have goals

Ain’t it fun when you’re always on the run
Ain’t it fun when your friends despise what you’ve become
Ain’t it fun when you get so high that you can’t come
Ain’t it fun when you know that you’re gonna die young

It’s such fun
It’s such fun

Ain’t it fun when you feel like you just gotta buy a gun
Ain’t it fun cuz you’re taking care of number one
Ain’t it fun when you j-j-j-j-just can’t find your tongue
Cause you stuck it way too deep in somethin that really stung

Now ain’t it fun
It’s such fun
It’s such fun, fun, fun, fun, fun

Somebody came to me and they spit right in my face
But I didn’t even feel it, it was such a disgrace
I broke a window, smashed my fist right through the glass
But I couldn’t even feel it, it just happened too fast

It was fun
Such fun, such fun
Oh such fun, such fun, such fun

Ain’t it fun when you tell her that she’s just a cunt
Ain’t it fun when she splits and leaves you on the bum
Ain’t it fun when you’ve broken up everything you’ve ever done
And ain’t it fun when you know that you’re gonna die young

It’s such fun
Such fun

Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
With drops of jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there’s time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like june, hey, hey

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Now that she’s back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there’s time to grow, hey, hey

Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
I’m afraid that she might think of me as plain ol’ jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the milky way
And tell me, did venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you’re wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone
Conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the milky way

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Lady Godiva, dressed so demurely,
Pats the head of another curly-haired boy,
Just another toy.
Sick with silence, she weeps sincerely,
Saying words that have oh so clearly been said
So long ago.

Draperies wrapped gently around her shoulder,
Life has made her that much bolder now
That she found out how.

Dressed in silk, latin lace and envy,
Pride and joy of the latest penny-fare,
Pretty passing care.

Hair today now dipped in the water,
Making love to every poor daughter’s son,
Isn’t it fun?

Now today, propping grace with envy,
Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone’s there
And hasn’t a care.

“Doctor is coming,” the nurse thinks SWEETLY,
Turning on the machines that NEATLY PUMP AIR.
The body lies bare.

Shaved and hairless, what once was SCREAMING,
Now lies silent and ALMOST SLEEPING.
The brain must have gone away.

STRAPPED SECURELY TO THE WHITE TABLE,
ETHER CAUSES THE BODY TO WITHER AND WRITHE,
Underneath the white light.

THE DOCTOR ARRIVES WITH A KNIFE AND BAGGAGESEES THE GROWTH AS JUST SO MUCH CABBAGE
That now must be cut away.

NOW COMES THE MOMENT OF GREAT! GREAT! DECISION!
THE DOCTOR IS MAKING HIS FIRST INCISION.
One goes here, ONE GOES THERE.

“The ether tube’s leaking,” says someone who’s sloppy.
THE PATIENT, IT SEEMS, IS NOT SO WELL SLEEPING.
The screams echo up the hall.
Don’t panic—someone give him pentathol instantly.
Doctor removes his blade cagily slow caught the brain.
BY MY COUNT OF TEN.
THE HEAD WON’T MOVE!

When I’m a walking, I strut my stuff, then I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite, I just might, stop to check you out

Let me go on, like a blister in the sun
Let me go on, big hands I know you’re the one

Body and beats, I stain my sheets, I don’t even know why
My girl friend, she’s at the end, she is starting to cry

Let me go on, like a blister in the sun
Let me go on, big hands I know you’re the one

When I’m a walking, I strut my stuff, then I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite, I just might, stop to check you out
When I’m a walking, I strut my stuff, then I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite, I just might, stop to check you out
Body and beats, I stain my sheets, I don’t even know why
My girl friend, she’s at the end, she is starting to cry
When I’m a walking, I strut my stuff, then I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite, I just might, stop to check you out

Let me go on, like a blister in the sun
Let me go on, big hands I know you’re the one

So messed up
I want you here
In my room
I want you here
Now we’re gonna be
Face-to-face
And I’ll lay right down
In my favorite place

And now I wanna
Be your dog
Now I wanna
Be your dog
Now I wanna
Be your dog
Well c’mon

Now I’m ready
To close my eyes
And now I’m ready
To close my mind
And now I’m ready
To feel your hand
And lose my heart
On the burning sands

And now I wanna
Be your dog
And now I wanna
Be your dog
Now I wanna
Be your dog
Well c’mon

(This song is so corny, one of my “guilty pleasure” songs heehee!)

Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight
My motto’s always been ‘when it’s right, it’s right’
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
When everything’s a little clearer in the light of day
And we know the night is always gonna be there any way

Thinkin’ of you’s workin’ up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin’ sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite
And the thought of lovin’ you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Started out this morning feeling so polite
I always though a fish could not be caught who didn’t bite
But you’ve got some bait a waitin’ and I think I might try nibbling
A little afternoon delight
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Please be waiting for me, baby, when I come around
We could make a lot of lovin’ ‘for the sun goes down

Thinkin’ of you’s workin’ up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin’ sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite
And the thought of lovin’ you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Afternoon delight!

You’re it
No, you’re it
Hey, you’re really it
You’re it
No I mean it, you’re it

Say it
Don’t spray it
Spirit desire (face me)
Spirit desire (don’t displace me)
Spirit desire
We will fall

Miss me
Don’t dismiss me

Spirit desire

Spirit desire (X3)
We will fall
Spirit desire
We will fall
Spirit desire (x3)
We will fall
Spirit desire
We will fall

Everybody’s talking ‘bout the stormy weather
And what’s a man do to but work out whether it’s true?
Looking for a man with a focus and a temper
Who can open up a map and see between one and two

Time to get it
Before you let it
Get to you

Here he comes now
Stick to your guns
And let him through

Everybody’s coming from the winter vacation
Taking in the sun in a exaltation to you
You come running in on platform shoes
With Marshall stacks
To at least just give us a clue
Ah, here it comes
I know it’s someone I knew

Teenage riot in a public station
Gonna fight and tear it up in a hypernation for you

Now I see it
I think I’ll leave it out of the way
Now I come near you
And it’s not clear why you fade away

Looking for a ride to your secret location
Where the kids are setting up a free-speed nation, for you
Got a foghorn and a drum and a hammer that’s rockin’
And a cord and a pedal and a lock, that’ll do me for now

It better work out
I hope it works out my way
‘Cause it’s getting kind of quiet in my city’s head
Takes a teen age riot to get me out of bed right now

You better look it
We’re gonna shake it
Up to him

He acts the hero
We paint a zero
On his hand

We know it’s down
We know it’s bound too loose
Everybody’s sound is round it
Everybody wants to be proud to choose
So who’s to take the blame for the stormy weather
You’re never gonna stop all the teenage leather and booze

It’s time to go round
A one man showdown
Teach us how to fail

We’re off the streets now
And back on the road
On the riot trail

My friend jack eats sugarlumps
My friend jack eats sugarlumps
Sugarman hasn’t got a care
He’s been traveling everywhere

Been on a voyage across the ocean
Heard the sweet sounds of wheels in motion
He’s seen the hawk fly high to hail the setting sun

My friend jack eats sugarlumps
My friend jack eats sugarlumps
Sugarman hasn’t got a care
He’s been traveling everywhere

He’s seen the people in the city
And the bright lights, they’re awful pretty
He’s followed dusty tracks into eternity

Eatin’ sugar made in Cuba
Tried to grow it in Japan
On the west coast he’s real famous
Kids all call him sugarman

My friend jack eats sugarlumps
My friend jack eats sugarlumps
Sugarman hasn’t got a care
He’s been traveling everywhere

Been on a voyage across the ocean
Heard the sweet sounds of wheels in motion
He’s seen the hawk fly high to hail the setting sun

My friend jack eats sugarlumps
My friend jack eats sugarlumps
Sugarman hasn’t got a care
He’s been traveling everywhere