paroles de chanson My Man Frank! - The Cog is Dead

Well, I was working in the science lab one Saturday night
My new creation almost done
I took a bunch of different parts and then I brought ′em to life
I knew that we'd have so much fun
And people told me not to do it
They said, "It′ll be a monster!"
But I knew he would be my friend
You know he's really quite a sweetheart if you'd only get to know him
But wait
He′s loose
Hang on
Here he goes again!
Please don′t run for the hills
People, there's no need to form a mob
I know that he looks like someone who kills
But don′t be afraid of his freakish facade
So won't you just put down your torches and pitchforks
Shut off your cannons and tanks
′Cause I can assure you, that ain't a monster!
No, that′s just my man, Frank!
Well, he may be a little different, but that isn't a crime
Why don't you let him be himself?
He′s scared of fire and he′s pretty quiet most of the time
And sure sometimes he does rebel
I know you're worried that he′ll come
And terrorize your sons and daughters
But please don't be afraid of him
And yeah, it sucks to hear he tossed your little girl into the water
But you live right by the lake
You should have taught her how to swim!
Please don′t run for the hills
People, there's no need to form a mob
I know that he looks like someone who kills
But don′t be afraid of his freakish facade
So won't you just put down your torches and pitchforks
Shut off your cannons and tanks
'Cause I can assure you that ain′t a monster
No, that′s just my man, Frank!
He just wants to fit in but you won't give him a chance!
Nah-nah-nah
All you wanna do is hunt my helpless massive buddy down
You know, he′s really just a victim of circumstance!
Everybody in the village wants to chase him away
They don't appreciate his charm
They think he′s only out to get them
They don't want him to stay
Why can′t they see he means no harm?
I guess society's not ready for reanimated tissue
It's rarely ever come across
You know I really don′t know why they even make it such an issue
Oh well! So long!
I guess it will be their loss!
We′ll just head for the hills
Go somewhere far away from the mob
I know a castle where we can chill
Have a few beers and grill some kebabs
See, now I remember why I don't like people
Nobody shows any thanks
I think we′ll just hang out here at the castle
Just me and my man, Frank!