Blank Frank - Icehouse

Blank Frank is the messenger of your doom and your destruction

Yes, he is the one who will set you up as nothing

And he is one who will look at you sideways

His particular skill is leaving bombs in people’s driveways

Blank Frank has a memory that’s as cold as an iceberg

The only time he speaks is in incomprehensible proverbs

Blank Frank is the siren, he’s the air-raid, he’s the crater

He’s on the menu, on the table, he’s the knife and he’s the waiter