I hear classical
magical
theatrical
and then the bell rings,
the alarm clock sings
out of key,

I ask,
why me?

There's a voice
not mine
telling me the time
and I wonder,
why me?

when I'm older
I will come back and
it'll be
sorry for bothering me
I mean the time'll be sorry
it'll be just it
as it always is.,

speaking Frankly as John,

I knew a Frankie years ago
he was quite different
which was different
then.