Everybody knows my name
Everybody calls me Frank
I'm the son of a crazy old man
He'd drag me to church
Take me to school
Teach me things I never knew
Carry me up a flight of stairs
Tried to dance like Fred Astaire
But I look like my dear old mom
Who'd wake me up at the break of dawn
Singing that morning song
Rise and shine
Give God the glory
Wake up you sleepyhead
She'd cook and clean
And cheer for my favorite team
I'm a son!
Of two guns akimbo
One's a pistol
The other a m15
Full of ammo
And full of fire
Looking straight
And looking fierce
Strapped to the back of pickup truck
Heading out toward the sweet sunset
Ain't it funny how family goes
Crazier and crazier down the line
The past is a puzzle we never fixed
Our basements are all full of shit
Violence runs through my blood
Tongue is a sword, never a dud