"Dirty Frank" lyrics

"Dirty Frank"

Ragh woo eats meat eats meat ha ha ha look out

Dirty Frank Dahmer he's a gourmet cook, yeah
I got a recipe for Anglo-Saxon soup, yeah
Wanted a pass. So she relaxed.
Now the little groupie's getting chopped up in the back
I got a cupboard full of fleshy fresh ingredients
A very careful at the same time quite expedient
Eats meat. A release
Bus driving's harder on your head than on your feet

Dirty Frank. A Dirty Frank yeah
A Dirty Frank ooh
A Dirty Frank yeah oh
Keeps it clean. A keeps it copaseptic
A little boys and girls their heads are all collected
A not crazy. A per se
Just a little strange when he gets hungry
City state your town he will continue
A stadiums tiny clubs every venue
A his bus. A your trust
There goes another turned into crust
Dirty Frank a Dirty Frank yeah. A Dirty Frank. Oh a Dirty Frank
Yeah, oh, watch it! Now
Why that dirty Frank was a bad mother... Shut your mouth! Hey man, I'm just talking about dirty Frank

Oh wa-ha a yeah cookoo there fucking crazy these kids are driving me crazy

Oh, middle of the night we're stopped the freeway shoulder
A Frank's shoveling to bury the leftovers
A they're sunk. He's drunk
Now he's gonna drive I'm hiding in my bunk. Oh
The band all knows. We're too afraid to mention
A Don't want to be part of Frank's luncheon
A lose weight. A be safe. Where's Mike McCready? My god he's been ate!

Dirty Frank. A Dirty Frank, yeah
A Dirty Frank. Oh, a Dirty Frank, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dirty Frank Frank Frank Frank a Dirty Frank yeah
Dirty Frank oh a dirty Frank a yeah yeah yeah

Wa yeah a yeah yeah yeah yeah oh he's gone fruit loops it's the perfect job

Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face
Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face

Mommy mommy I'll just sing mommy no no ah Why

Why that dirty Frank was a bad mother... Shut your mouth! Hey man, I'm just talking about dirty Frank. Yeah

Dirty Frank wow a Dirty Frank a dirty Frank yeah

Why that dirty Frank was a bad mother... Shut your mouth! Hey man, I'm just talking about dirty Frank. Woo

A Dirty Frank. Yeah, a dirty Frank
A Dirty Frank. Yeah, a dirty Frank
Dirty Frank
Dirty Frank
Dirty Frank
Dirty Frank
Dirty Frank
Dirty Frank
Dirty Frank
Dirty Frank
Dirty Frank

Wo OK I think that's enough


Writer(s): Jeffrey Allen Ament, Stone C. Gossard, Eddie Jerome Vedder, David Abbruzzese, Michael David McCready
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