1. |
Frank Savage
02:57
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FRRRRrrrannnnnnnnnnnkkkkkk!
Oh Frank!
Frank has a silver gun
Frank likes hot dog and peppers
Walking down the river,
He wears tight boots of leather
And sticky blue jeans like cellophane
Girls wriggle their bums
When they cross his path
Girls blush as blossoms
When he stares at them from his car
Some said he was rough
Others called him tiger
But he never pulled the trigger
Never ever never Frank
Some said he was cruel
Others called him insane
But he never bite anyone
Oh no non Frank
was not so rough!
I found his body downtown
Dead man on the ground
He had his ass kicked
In then « lions den »
A disco local club,
for gogo’s and boogie dancers.
Up in the morning
Down by night
With a goodbye tear on his right cheek!
I Put it on my finger
I Put it on my finger
And swallowed it in one sip
What have you done frank to diserve that fate?
Were you really a naughty guy?
Were you really a naughty guy?
I found your body downtown.
Dead man on the ground!
Oh no no Frank
was not so rough!
I found his body downtown.
Up in the morning
Down by night
With a goodbye tear on his right cheek!
I Put it on my finger
I Put it on my finger
no Frank was not so rough!
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2. |
Edmée
02:10
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We walked in mud, in fields, on road
Ain’t no fucking grass green.
silver beams, red weather,
sun, and snow and desires we had in mind
Were we burning people?
Kiddos in the wind,
Spitting on the ground
Swearing against crows.
smoking in the alleyway
again and again infinite circle
red bricks
brothels
slap, punch, black eye
again and again infinite circle
red bricks
brothels
slap, punch, black eye
again and again and again
it was sweet.
like your pink cheek against mine.
in mud, in fields, on road !
Ain’t no fucking grass green.
but silver beams, red weather,
sun, snow and desires we had in mind.
Kiddos in the wind!
Spitting on the ground!
Swearing against crows!
again and again infinite circle
red bricks
brothels
slap, punch, black eye
again and again infinite circle
red bricks
brothels
slap, punch, black eye
again and again and again
Kiddos in the wind!
Spitting on the ground!
Swearing against crows!
Kiddos in the wind!
Spitting on the ground!
Swearing against crows!
red bricks
brothels
slap, punch, black eye
red bricks
brothels
slap, punch, black eye
Were we burning people?
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3. |
Good bye Pamela!
01:23
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Would you please stop your lullaby bitch?
Would you please stop acting like you a really god damned queen ?
I can’t stand your sticky voice,
By day, by night,
No matter what !
I can’t stand your silly face,
U so ugly and dirty one.
I hate the sound of your voice around.
And In the corridor at night,
I feel you’re just behind my back
In morning I’m sick sick sick sick And
all my hair are standing on end,
Damn it
Oh! You silly, mean, tiny, cheesy.
And you made me puke,
My marvellous lemon juice!
Would you please stop your lullaby bitch?
Would you please stop acting like you a really god damned queen ?
You silly, mean, tiny, cheesy.
And I hate the sound of your dirty voice
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4. |
King Eric
02:35
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5. |
Crocodeath
03:23
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6. |
Battlefield
02:57
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