Lyrics The Orwells

The Orwells

Black Francis

When I get it

I'm never gonna stop

We should hit it

I think they called the cops

Win a little, man

Do they give a fuck?

Now they're feeling bad

And I'm out of luck

Have you heard that band

Yeah I think they're shit

And the way they dress

Yeah they think they're hip

And the things they say

Yeah it's all a bluff

And where they're from

It ain't that rough

Black Frankie's got my world in his hands

Black Frankie's got my world in his hands

Viva Loma Rica

Viva Loma Rica

Viva Loma Rica

Viva Loma Rica

Someone tell me

What the wise man said

If you want the butter

You better bring the bread

And if you need a lover

You better keep them fed

Cause if you lose another

You're gonna lose your head

Black Frankie's got my world in his hands

Black Frankie's got my world in his hands

Viva Loma Rica

Viva Loma Rica

Viva Loma Rica

Viva Loma Rica