Victims Family - Sinatra Mantra lyrics

Frankie Frankie Tall and lanky Hides his secrets Dark and danky Frankly Frankie Don't be cranky This poem's hust a pranky Don't shoot me point blanky Sinatra Sinatra That's my mantra I chant each night to my mamma and pappa Don't rub me out 'cause that would be a faux pas I swear I'll shut up and eat my pasta Faster and harder I love Ava Gardner I'll give you all my money if you just be my partner It's in the highest regard that I regard her I wish she'd come back, I didn't mean to discard her Reno oh Reno My little bambino I sit and play keno At my favorite casino It's rigged so I win, if I lose I get meano Punch out reporters and make a big sceno Crooned and they swooned And I partied with my goons And I ranted like a loon From midnight til noon Diamond festooned And prosecution immune And it don't even matter I can't carry a tune Sicily sweet Sicily Stand by me protect me I am not a tough guy, just a cowardly facsimile A working contradiction, a warbling anomaly You know I'd do anything From Here to Eternity You I'd even look away if you k**ed Bobby Kennedy Oh Sicily sweet Sicily please don't make me frica**ee So Francis dear Francis This is my hypothesis It's just a harmlessly scathing an*lysis To poison my dentafrice Or push me off a precipice For my poetic prowess With emphasis on your cowardice You just can't dismiss The abyss of your avarice Or how people stand you to be so cantankerous And I wrote this song at the risk of paralysis Please just come here and kiss my a**ussus