The Ws - Frank
from the album "Fourth From The Last"
Frank was a contractor who got up every morning
Skinn'n cats and fix'n cars, his day was far from borning
Souped up Ford V8 289, running down those punks was always on his mind
Frank was a contractor
Is he after you?
Frank was a contractor
Is he after you?
Ford was wired for nitro
Canister sat in the back
Ten inch slicks, ratchet, shift, smoke, rubber layed in his tracks
Frank didn't like us, just wanted to have some fun
So we played our music and he put us on the run
Frank was a contractor
Is he after you?
Frank was a contractor
Is he after you?
Frank started the beast
Smoke spewed from the trunk
Oil sprayed from the hood that can of nitro junk
The car swelled then exploded, flying across the street
Frank slowly stepped out, staggering to his feet
Frank was a contractor
Is he after you?
Frank was a contractor
Is he after you?
So our story ends with the psycho contractor guy
Moral of the story is "if Frank's around, turn the music down or you better
learn hot to run fast"
Frank was a contractor
Is he after you?