Lyrics Frank Black

Frank Black

I Gotta Move

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I had a taste

(I had a taste)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta get me off her face

Like Peter Radiator

I heard that he got bashed

Yeah, he got sainted

You know it wasn't for the cash, yeah, yeah

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I had a taste

(I had a taste)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta get me off her face

He told me in heaven

That every, everything is fine

Well, that would make a good movie, huh

Well, that would make a good record, huh

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I had a taste

(I had a taste)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta get me ?cross the lake

And then he stopped to say

Before he went down

This is the worst place in the sun

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I had a taste

(I had a taste)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta get me off her face

Yeah, there was a Jack who coiffed it

He came from my home town

He was a prophet

Some kids they put him in the ground, yeah

Got coffee, got donuts, got wasted

Erased head and what do they say?

He's not afraid of the present tense

And talking back is a bad defense

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I had a taste

(I had a taste)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta get me ?cross the lake, yeah, yeah

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

And then he stopped to say

Before he went down

This is the worst place in the sun

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)

I gotta move

(I gotta move)