Fiends & Frankensteins Songtext
von The Hellacopters

It′s been ten years and seven in one night
Long overdue, not even knowing they're mine
And so I′ve been told
Can't be barking, I'll be traded for gold
Don′t mess it with fiends and Frankenstein

You know they say the common patience′s a virtue
No, I ain't got the time, I′m just passing through
Can't do strips, writing some books
Hold on my shoulder, I′ve been down the hook
I've been constant, but those times are few


Come from Perth to Tenneesee
Rendezvous with freaks
Got me further along to some degree

Running on empty, but I still gotta go there
It may take another seven years
Well, I can′t just go to nowhere
Some say my chances are shitty
And if I come back at all, they'll be the one to make committee
I'll be over and out, far gone from here

I′ll be over and out, done I swear
Don′t cause me no harm, I'm sending prayers
Aw!