"He's Frank (Slight Return)" lyrics - THE BRIGHTON PORT AUTHORITY

He got secular joy
He's a peculiar boy
But now the lustre is gone the peculiar boy is no more
Who will save him from being a man
Not me

He got precious youth
But forsaken forsooth
So now the shine grows dim, change tradition for whim
Who will save him from being a man
Not me

He got clothes blood red
Strewn on a purple bed
But now the red's in his eyes, he's no longer a prize
Who will save him from being a man
Not me

I ain't qualified, not me
I ain't insured for that, not me
I didn't kill the cat, not me
I don't know where it's at, not me

Now his skin is slack, he shows a certain lack
Who will save him from being a man
Not me

So who will save him from being a man
Not me
Who will save him from being a man
Not me