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Cloning Frank Blacks


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performers: Ben Sommer, guitar solo
Geoff Chirgwin, everything else (vocals, drums, guitar, bass guitar, synthesizer sequencing)
duration: 3 min 2 sec
pages of score: 31
recorded at: Whitehorse Studios, Manomet, Massachusetts
Charlie's Cabin Studios, Mount Desert Island, Maine
mixed at: Charlie's Cabin Studios, Mount Desert Island, Maine
Broad Marsh River Studios, Wareham, Massach
mastered at: Broad Marsh River Studios, Wareham, Massachusetts
lyric:
They're cloning Frank Blacks,
I seen 'em all around town.
They're cloning Frank Blacks,
I seen 'em all around town.
They recognized his genius way back when,
Along with his unique physical characteristics.
So, they took some seamen from the pink satin strip
Of an old electric blanket.
And they've had it frozen away since
Nineteen eighty four.
[cryogenically]
Now this time in science has come;
They've got the know how and now they're
Replicating, replicating.

Frank Black
He's everywhere.

They're cloning Frank Blacks
I seen 'em all around town.
They're cloning Frank Blacks
I seen 'em all around town.
Those scientists have asked the age old question:
Is one Frank Black enough?
And now they've given us
A multiplicity of answers.
I don't know when they started to live,
But now there are so many of our rock bodhisattva.
They are running this whole valley into the ground,
And you can't tell who is who, who is who.

Frank Black
He's everywhere.

Donate a few G's for a research grant
And you could have your own Frank Black clone.
Just imagine how impressed your friends would be
And how your next cocktail party would be so much fun.

Frank Black
Frank Black
He's everywhere.
He's everywhere.
He's everywhere.

Come visiting was a Frank Black clone.
He said although I'm just a hack, shown
Visually I'm a close match, but it's known
That I'm a fake by where my batch number's sewn.

Do you think you'll like me better
When I'm a rock n' roll star?

They're cloning George Washington's trees,
So why not Frank Black too?
All songs written, arranged, produced, mixed, and mastered by Geoff Chirgwin All material (C) and (P) 2002 Geoff Chirgwin.  All for-profit rights reserved.
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