Frankie's on the bed spinning Came over and slapped his head The knothead was tied Shaking in the dark Shakes his head, looks so dangerous hanging in the park I know you love your daddy I know you love your mom Well my friends, the time has come To cease and desist And I'm long gone Three(?) eyes are burning No one was into it I'm ready for the war pound(?) Bring on the beatings Think baby, you're thick and thin Lithe and limber, cracked like timber Flap your arms, beat the (?) All you find there, on the street looking for a volunteer A new kind of singer You are music, don't let no one tell you that you got a job to do Can't you hear it? You are music, don't let no one tell you that you have a job to do Says it's backed up with magic What do they want with me? Just making sure you're on the right side Said(?) the people shines lightning shock And you can take that to the bank A vomit to just shakes (?) Pale lips, making (?) Copped a full haul Not on octane Leaving patches, soft and warm Fret one thin (?), even when we go out on the wind