Victims Can Be Mean - Element Of Crime

No more fears

After seven beers

Frank gains strenght from

Every gulp of Heineken

No more shy

Late at night

He’s looking round for someone

He can trash

See the midget in the corner

He just reaches to his shoulder

He’s alone there, he’s a stranger

So there won’t be any danger

If he tries him

He’s a born victim

And there’s no one who will stand

Up for this guy

No more fears

After seven beers

Frank is getting up and over to

The little man

What are you doing here, son?

He says, and:

What have you done !

When he takes away the midget’s

Glass and smashed it

Other man men are laughing

Girls lick their lips

The midget he is blushing but then

Suddenly he ducks and kicks

And Frank howls

Got a kick in the balls

And a laughing midget makes it

For the door

So it goes

So it goes

Victim can be mean