Old Frank Knox was a cop.
An old cop who knocked off blocks.
Frank didn’t spare the rod.
And everywhere he trod
Tho’ now it seems quite odd,
If Frank gave you a nod
You nodded back.
There was no lack of self respect.
You got all that and heck…
Old Frank would kinda hug you.
Tho’ his hugs, he kinda mugged you.
You didn’t fuck around
In yours and Frank’s home town
Cause he’d know it was you
Like when his window blew
In a million pieces and
Old Frank, he says
You’re cleaning that up!
And I know it’s tough
But you’re weeding my garden for a month.
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