Ooh, I’m called Frankenstein…I’ve tried a thousand times
Each time I see decay…that’s why I feel dismay
With a corpse they come…an’ their fees are low
Robbin’ a grave again…bringin’ me more an’ more

Maybe I’m just a flake…to give him life he’s feelin’ fried
He looks grey…this massive guy
The rod may soon be blowin’coz it’s hummin’ an’ glowin’, still he’s…

An odd hue…his cold heart needin’ a tweak or two
An odd hue…bolts are due

These old arms are fine…they’re from a dude I found
Drank those beers an’ sighed…kept fallin’ down

Always he’d have to piss…noise behind me I heard a hiss
Heard a cry from the soul for help
Bitten tool, he said “Suck it” I instead said “F*ck it” then he…

He went blue…his old heart needin’ a tweak or two
He went blue…tongue tied too…then he died

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Ooh, he’s all scarred an’ fried…but wants a bride
Some old tart is fine…or that sheep’s for tryin’
He’s on a beatin’ spree…leaves ‘em off their feet
A veer on the way…now for the freak Frau

Coz if you name her a hundred times…a hundred times they’ll shake their tack
Liz says “The creature can have me”
She’s not too proud to shout it, belle jus’ wants a stout bit in her

A big tool…his old part fillin’ a place or two
A big tool…his old part fillin’ a place or two
A big tool…his old part fillin’ a place or two
A big tool…what a view…veins are blue