Frankenstein head
Frankenstein head
woke up in bed
with the Frankenstein head
all outta dope
fresh outta reds
just laying there
with the Frankenstein head
There's ghost in the street
wearing blood bones and meat
yelling battle cries
at the peculiar freaks
guess they're all outta dope
guess they're all outta reds
coming to blows
with their Frankenstein head
But all along my blvd tonight
it's alright
Yeah, all along my blvd tonight
outta sight
Frankenstein head
Frankenstein head
rolled outta bed with a
Frankenstein head
all outta hope
all outta bread
just standing there with my
Frankenstein head
Frankenstein head
Frankenstein head
we woke up dead
with our Frankenstein head
fat but unfed
the blue, white and red
wrapping flags around our
Frankenstein heads
There's ghost in the street
wearing blood bones and meat
now there's battle cries
from the peculiar freaks
and they're all outta dope
and they're all outta bread
now they're marching in lines
with their Frankenstein heads
Still, all along my blvd tonight
it's alright
Yeah, all along my blvd tonight
outta sight
Down here beneath the blvd tonight
we'll be alright
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth