Show me around
Show me around
Show me around
All the noble gas just powers the town
Frank's my friend
He's my friend
We are friends
There's murder sometimes
But he's a real nice guy
Well, Frank's my friend
We tie them up
A flame could met his nose and mouth
A flame could melt almost anything
A shopping mall
Some kerosene light the shoes
'Cause I've seen rarer things
Like a murderer buying lovely things
A flame could met his nose and mouth
A flame could melt almost anything
Those plastic foods
On the windowsill
There is no taste
Just an empty gaze
Frank's my friend
No true American
No true American
No true American
The lights are on in building 650
The lights are red, where we go
Frank's my friend
No true American
Frank's my friend
No true American
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