Paroles de Our Frank

Our frank and open Deep conversations They get me nowhere They bring me down, so Give it a rest, won't you? Give me a cigarette God give me patience Just no more conversation Oh, give us a drink And make it quick Or else I'm gonna be sick Sick all over Your frankly vulgar Red pullover Now see how the colors blend Our frank and open Deep conversations They get me nowhere They just bring me down, so Give it a rest, won't you? Now will you just give over? The world may be ending But look, I'm only human So, give us a drink And make it quick Or else I'm gonna be sick All over Your frankly vulgar Red pullover Now see how the two colors blend, my friend Won't somebody help? Won't somebody stop me From thinking From thinking all the time About everything Oh, somebody From thinking all the time So deeply, so bleakly? So bleakly all the time About everything? (Who I am, how I ever got here) Somebody stop me From thinking From thinking all the time So bleakly, so bleakly So bleakly all the time