they'll pretend they're not home.

lyrics; me. // seizure me timbers and call me han zimmer you're looking limber or maybe just slimmer the things i remember are easily dismembered the death of that swimmer the 21st of september don't ask me what's on my mind you know i'm feeling frankenstein don't ask me what's on my mind you know i'm feeling frankenstein if we call it art then we can eat the dirt and we'll look really smart and we'll show tons of heart "oh my" they'll remark intrigued yet shocked and we'll look so avant like italicized font don't ask me what's on my mind you know i'm feeling frankenstein don't ask me what's on my mind you know i'm feeling frankenstein we'll go door to door they'll pretend they're not home we got hand held phones but we still feel alone we'll go door to door they'll pretend they're not home we got hand held phones but we still feel alone don't ask me what's on my mind you know i'm feeling frankenstein don't ask me what's on my mind you know i'm feeling frankenstein