Black Tongue

Frank says
If everyone says your hair’s too long
Or else it’s far too short
Don’t ever afford yourself
For anyone, else of course
If anyone says, when you play guitar
It’s always much too loud
You can tell them to stick it
You won’t get far if you’re not far out
My black tongue’s coming right out of me
Drowning out my misery
Black tongue is coming out
My black tongue’s always hanging out of me, that’s right
I’m going down in history
Guitar, one time
Frank says
If everyone says you’re much too old
You’re out of style
Just tell them you’re doing their sister and mommy
Every once in a while
And if everyone says you’ve got a big mouth
You refuse to shut up
Just tell them to kiss your behind
Just tell them to kiss your behind
My black tongue’s coming right out of me
Drowning out my misery
Black tongue is out
My black tongue’s always hanging out of me
I’m going down in history
Guitar
Black tongue is out
«Listen, you guys don’t give a shit what we play, you just wanna make noise.»
My black tongue’s coming right out of me
Drowning out my misery
My black tongue’s always hanging out of me
Going down in history
My black tongue’s always hanging out of me
Drowning out my misery
My black tongue’s always hanging out of me
Going down in history
«Take notice of what these weirdos are saying, what they are doing
You never know, they might know something you don’t know, huh?
How’s that grab ya?»