Tony Sly - Frances Stewart lyrics

He walks down the street with his head by his feet A shell of a guy we once knew She took over his life and ripped out his spine He thinks and he acts ninety-two But creatively he never moved me He s**ed out the life from a room Now as we get old he won't be alone Surrounded by all of his fools Not known for conflict but constantly fights And lets others know through the mill She's certified crazy He's taught to ignore the twenty-odd bottles of pills So when he wakes up I hope that he will appreciate everything real I have given him but chances are slim When up against hearts that don't feel I'm up against hearts that don't feel