Lemon Twigs (The)
Frank
Frank, I heard you passed away
The pumpkin rests today
But the muffins that you baked
Were much more than I can repay
Frank, the newts in Idaho
Are sad to see you go
But now, to sleep you gracefully succumb
Over by my house there's a sad and mournful hush
But somewhere in the aether there are churches being taxed
And Tipper Gore is sucking cock
Now it just won't be the same
The world is much more lameLetras de canciones
But it won't be you who failed
If the parasites prevail
I'll miss you Frank
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