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

You're 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 overYou're 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?

Of who I am, how

I ever got here

Somebody, somebody, somebody

Somebody stop me from thinking

From thinking all the time

So bleakly, so bleakly

So bleakly all the time