Hola Frank

Hello Frank, how're you doing? Sunday morning blues, you know Just ain't the best When you just want to lie down And have a good rest 'Cause the nerves kind of get to you When you feel kinda small And all those things moving Up and down against the wall Then you tie on that bandana And you feel kind of though People know you know That life is really of rough And your mama comes and hits you With a plastic telephone And she's gone and told you You're not even home And she has called you On that telephone On that telephone On that telephone Your mum said you weren't home She called you on the telephone Your mum told you weren't home Oh mama, what did you do? Oh mama, what did you do? She thinks I'm with her I'm gonna get blue I'm gonna cut my throat I'm gonna smash my head I'm gonna jump into the bath I'm gonna lie in bed Well anyway that never happened Because, one day Religion came to stay Oh yeah, religion come to stay Oh yeah, bad vibes they've gone all away Religion came to stay Alright what you tell rastafar I tell you God there in the heaven And he looks after you And that's what they say Well I'm telling you from The southern United States of America The God and Christ are in your body And they're living with you Dominus vobiscum, spiritu tuum All right, let's pray! Let us pray! Po po po Let us pray. A ja ja ja Let us pray! Baby pray for us Jesus Christ, won't You pray for us? I think we're there Oh, no! maybe not (Doesn't matter) Keep on well, you know These songs get kinda long Specially when they call me on the telephone Well I've forgotten what I thought So I think I'll just go on and sign this Oh, baby, stand by me Oh no no No woman no cry Oh, no no La rubia tarada!!!