Frank Songtext
von The W’s

Frank was a contractor
Who got up every morning
Skinnin′ cats and fixin' cars
His day was far from boring
Supped-up Ford, V-8 289
Runnin′ 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
10 inch slicks, ratchet shift
Smoke, rubber laid in his tracks
Frank didn't like us
We Just wanna have some fun
Play 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 the nitro junk
The car swelled then exploded
Flyin' ′cross the street
Frank slowly stepped out
Staggerin′ 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 phycho contractor guy
The moral of the story is
"If Frank's around, turn the music down
Or you better learn how to run fast"

Frank was a contractor
Is he after you?