October 7th, 2003 by Elena

Frank’s Wild Years

Well Frank settled down in the Valley
and hung his wild years
on a nail that he drove through
his wife’s forehead
he sold used office furniture
out there on San Fernando Road
and assumed a $30,000 loan
at 15 1/4 % and put down payment
on a little two bedroom place
his wife was a spent piece of used jet trash
made good bloody marys
kept her mouth shut most of the time
had a little Chihuahua named Carlos
that had some kind of skin disease
and was totally blind. They had a
thoroughly modern kitchen
self-cleaning oven (the whole bit)
Frank drove a little sedan
they were so happy

One night Frank was on his way home
from work, stopped at the liquor store,
picked up a couple Mickey’s Big Mouths
drank ‘em in the car on his way
to the Shell station, he got a gallon of
gas in a can, drove home, doused
everything in the house, torched it,
parked across the street, laughing,
watching it burn, all Halloween
orange and chimney red then
Frank put on a top forty station
got on the Hollywood Freeway
headed north

Never could stand that dog


3 Responses to “Frank’s Wild Years”
  1. strano beccare un post di comidademama senza commenti…eppoi a questa canzonaccia di Tom Waits sono troppo affezionato…come dire la sola trilogia Frank’s wild years-Swordfishtrombones-Raindogs vale il resto dell’intera discografia del nostro, che d’altronde sta diventando vecchio e tiene anche lui famiglia.
    Approposito di famiglia, Elena vai a leggerti quello che Daniela Amenta ha scritto su Annarella e vai a visitare il sito dell’erboristeria della famosa subrette del popolo dei CCCP. Un vero sballo, con vendita in rete di te, incensi, sari da meditazione, fiori di Bach, prodotti dell’apicoltura e naturalmente…dischi di una delle nostre bands preferite degli anni ottanta.

  2. ho visto sergio, ho visto

  3. Di questa canzone, una divertentissima versione italian-dialettale di Davide Van de Sfroos.

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