by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

give me help give me help you can... levitate me then take off them rings off them hose levitate me higher place levitate me elevator lady elevator lady elevator lady lady levitate me if all in al

by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

One fine day in my odd past I picked me up a transmission I turned the fission ignition Went looking for the broadcaster And when i first touched some ground They simply told me to leave Was kind of

by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped, And smashed my body so bad, all my friends thought I was dead. My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head, "You are the son of a mo

by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped, And smashed my body so bad, all my friends thought I was dead. My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head, "You are the son of a mo

by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped, And smashed my body so bad, all my friends thought I was dead. My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head, "You are the son of a mo

by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped, And smashed my body so bad, all my friends thought I was dead. My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head, "You are the son of a mo

by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped, And smashed my body so bad, all my friends thought I was dead. My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head, "You are the son of a mo

by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped, And smashed my body so bad, all my friends thought I was dead. My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head, "You are the son of a mo

by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped, And smashed my body so bad, all my friends thought I was dead. My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head, "You are the son of a mo

by Frank Black on album Frank Black Francis

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped, And smashed my body so bad, all my friends thought I was dead. My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head, "You are the son of a mo

by Frank Black and the Catholics on album Frank Black and the Catholics

In the midst of the war He offered us peace And he came like a lover From out of the east With the face of an angel and the heart of a beast His intentions were six-sixty-six He walked up to the temp

by Frank Black and the Catholics on album Frank Black and the Catholics

In the midst of the war He offered us peace And he came like a lover From out of the east With the face of an angel and the heart of a beast His intentions were six-sixty-six He walked up to the temp

by Frank Black and the Catholics on album Frank Black and the Catholics

In the midst of the war He offered us peace And he came like a lover From out of the east With the face of an angel and the heart of a beast His intentions were six-sixty-six He walked up to the temp

by Frank Black and the Catholics on album Frank Black and the Catholics

In the midst of the war He offered us peace And he came like a lover From out of the east With the face of an angel and the heart of a beast His intentions were six-sixty-six He walked up to the temp

by Frank Black and the Catholics on album Frank Black and the Catholics

In the midst of the war He offered us peace And he came like a lover From out of the east With the face of an angel and the heart of a beast His intentions were six-sixty-six He walked up to the temp

by Frank Black and the Catholics on album Frank Black and the Catholics

In the midst of the war He offered us peace And he came like a lover From out of the east With the face of an angel and the heart of a beast His intentions were six-sixty-six He walked up to the temp

by Frank Black Francis on album Frank Black Francis

Well, sit right down my wicked son, And let me tell you a story About the boy who fell from glory, And how he was a wicked son. This ain't no holiday, but it always turns out this way. Here I am with

by Frank Black Francis on album Frank Black Francis

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse But there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind Where is my mind Wher

by Frank Black Francis on album Frank Black Francis

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse But there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind Where is my mind Wher

by Frank Black Francis on album Frank Black Francis

Well, sit right down my wicked son, And let me tell you a story About the boy who fell from glory, And how he was a wicked son. This ain't no holiday, but it always turns out this way. Here I am with