Frank Black - Threshold Apprehension Lyrics
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Talk to a man just to get a little work
Then you talk to the hand just to get a little jerk
Some people die, then they start to get old
But I donât wanna die upon on the threshold
I got threshold apprehension
Threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold apprehension
I got threshold apprehension
Every little shit's gotta find a salt lick
If I donât find my babe Iâm gonna be junk sick
Roll away the rock so I can get to my ascension
Ainât my first time on the threshold apprehension
I got threshold apprehension, what?
Threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold apprehension
I got threshold apprehension
Whoâs carrying who?
Whoâs turning the screw?
Who hath prophesied? Petit Paramour
I will be the whore and youâll be my suicide
We got on my bike and we rode to the sea
I stood on the dock and you got on your knees
Grand Marnier and a pocket full of speed
We did it all day till we started to bleed
Are you feeling apprehensive?
I can leap higher than an old king toad
I do 185 on the new ring road
I love a blue girl and I like my grog
Itâs a black and white world, âcos I'm a Scorpio dog
Have a drink, piss by the seventh floor
And wait a hundred years for the elevator door
Come on time if you wanna lose attention
Itâs the last time on the threshold apprehension
I got threshold apprehension, say what?
Threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold
Whoâs carrying who?
Whoâs turning the screw?
Who hath prophesied? Petit Paramour
I will be the whore, be my suicide