Blank Frank

Brian Eno · Here Come The Warm Jets [2004]

Blank Frank is the messenger of your doom and your construction

Yes, he is the one who will set you up as nothing

And he is the one who will look at you sideways

His particular skill is leaving bombs in people's driveways

Blank Frank has a memory that's as cold as an iceberg

The only time he speaks is in incomprehensible proverbs

Blank Frank is the siren, he's the air-raid, he's the crater

He's on the menu, on the table, he's the knife and he's the waiter