Pressed shirt, get dressed.
Their gonna wear, their Sunday best
A bow tie, a yanked tight
Poor old Franklin, looked his killer in the eye
Red Rose, smells sweet
Buried in the ground, six feet deep!
We cried tears, and all wondered why?
Did poor old Franklin, really have to die
Oooooohhhhhhhh, killer in the eye (x2)
Lucy Lou & Mary Jane,
They both knew Franklin, pretty much the same
They saw the coffin, roll through town
Then the ghost of Franklin was wandering around
Billy Green & Mister Sheen
They both knew Franklin, they wanted him off the scene
They took a knife, put it to his throat
Then with that knife, they sliced, sliced, sliced
Oooooohhhhhhhh, Killer in the eye (x2)
Their gonna wear, their Sunday best
A bow tie, a yanked tight
Poor old Franklin, looked his killer in the eye
Red Rose, smells sweet
Buried in the ground, six feet deep!
We cried tears, and all wondered why?
Did poor old Franklin, really have to die
Oooooohhhhhhhh, killer in the eye (x2)
Lucy Lou & Mary Jane,
They both knew Franklin, pretty much the same
They saw the coffin, roll through town
Then the ghost of Franklin was wandering around
Billy Green & Mister Sheen
They both knew Franklin, they wanted him off the scene
They took a knife, put it to his throat
Then with that knife, they sliced, sliced, sliced
Oooooohhhhhhhh, Killer in the eye (x2)