Frances Lyrics[Verse 1]
Frances is getting a little restless outside the birdcage
Convinced they're being watched, they behave like a target
Throat scratching little nomad, make yourself homesick
Limited to an agenda for someone else
[Chorus]
Make it painstakingly, aggressively earnest
Forge an appetite and gorge until it's working
Get sincerity on loan
Make it ironic, force it down
Make it ironic, force it down
Make it ironic, force it down (Hail hits hard on the tin roof)
Make it ironic, force it down (Hail hits hard on the tin roof, hail)
[Verse 2]
Frances with wings too heavy plunges towards the invisible
Way past the premise, where the semantics circle
Watered down and drowning in proportionate panic
Chasing the hailstones down into the roof
[Chorus]
Make it painstakingly, aggressively earnest
Forge an appetite and gorge until it's working
Get sincerity on loan
Make it ironic, force it down
Make it ironic, force it down
Make it ironic, force it down (Hail hits hard on the tin roof)
Make it ironic, force it down (Hail hits hard on the tin roof, hail)