"Frank's Wild Years" as written by and Tom Waits....
Well, Frank settled down in the Valley
And he hung his wild years on a nail that he drove through his wife's forehead
He sold used office furniture out there on San Fernando Road
And assumed a thirty thousand dollar loan at fifteen and a quarter percent
And put a down payment on a little two bedroom place
His wife was a spent piece of used jet trash
Made good bloody Marys, kept her mouth shut most of the time
Had a little Chihuahua named Carlos
That had some kind of skin disease and was totally blind
They had a thoroughly modern kitchen, self-cleaning oven, the whole bit
Frank drove a little sedan, yhey were so happy
One night Frank was on his way home from work, stopped at the liquor store
Picked up a couple of Mickey's Big Mouths
Drank 'em in the car on his way to the Shell station
Got a gallon of gas in a can
Drove home, doused everything in the house, torched it
Parked across the street laughing, watching it burn
All Halloween-orange and chimney-red
Then Frank put on a top forty station
Got on the Hollywood Freeway, headed north
Never could stand that dog

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"Frank's Wild Years" as written by Thomas Alan Waits

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    General CommentThere's so much meaning contained in this brief, poetic, spoken-word song. Obviously it reads as a stinging rebuke of the American-consumerist dream/nightmare. In this regard it makes a nice bookend to Tom Waits' earlier and much more sarcastic recording, "Step Right Up." One thing I've always wondered is if the character "Frank" is in some way the central persona of the whole "swordfishtrombones-raindogs-frank's wild year's" trilogy, or if he exists purely as metaphor, and thus merely adds another shade of meaning to the various narratives spun throughout the trilogy.
    Irishmonkon October 26, 2007   Link
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    General CommentDavide Van De Sfroos, a very talented Italian singer-songwriter, did a mean job of translating this song into the Como Lake slang. Real Waits diehards should check it out!
    Diego8978on February 21, 2006   Link
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    General Commenti love this song. beat poetry with a modern twist. i think it emphasizes the typical middle-class desk slave stereotype, in this case the result being eventual insanity, resulting in the torching of the house and dog and wife. all this being done just to escape the predictable, boring, tedious nature of Frank's adult life.
    blitzed_hippieon January 11, 2007   Link
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    General CommentSo Bukowski inspired you can actually taste it.
    mushyzon August 14, 2008   Link

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