Singing In My Head Today...

OUR FRANK
(Morrissey)

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 colours 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 colours 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