Frank Black

This wrinkle in time, can't give it no credit I thought about my space, and I really got me down (Got me down) I got me so down, I got me a headache My heart is crammed in my cranium, and it still knows how to pound I was counting the rings And I fel

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse But there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Way out in the water See it swimmin

I met a girl by the factory wall I dreamed a dream by the old canal And I kissed my girl by the factory wall Dirty old town Dirty old town Clouds adrift across the moon Cats are prowling on their beat Springs a girl from the street at night Dirty old

My name is Chip And I'm different I don't conform I wear a different uniform I'm out of the blue And so you are, too Let me sing about one thing that's clear That nobody owns The pleasure of tones That belongs to a guy with no ear They tried to give

At the dark end of the street That's where we'll always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness to hide our wrong You and me At the dark end of the street You and me I know that time is gonna take its toll We have to pay for t

Seven days will get you there Seven plates of bone I won't pray to get me there Get there on my own Going yonder where I was born Place where I was partly raised Have you been to Boston Town The place where I was born Seven days will get you there Se