Steel Strings Anthem

{plucked acoustic guitar intro} {distant

orchestral horn

swells} {gentle ticking trap hats}

I met this woman,

we talked for months She gave me a call,

wanted to finally meet I had nothing planned,

dressed to impress Put some cologne on,

stepped outside A bit nervous,

I won't lie Still hopped in the ride,

she was so fine

She'll make you do the Frankenstein

(Yeaaahh) The Frankenstein

(ooohh my) trying to climb off the table {heavy

orchestral

strings slam} {epic cascading grand piano chords} In that black dress,

I started rubbing her leg

Wanted to see

how far she would go Slid up her thigh

to see her react

How far is she willing to go

I started playing, she let the river flow

Turned around, off to her house we go

Doing

the Frankenstein

(yeah

the Frankenstein) when

you're all alone Doing the

Frankenstein (Frankenstein) the Frankenstein,

never felt like this she got me

doing the Frankenstein (The Frankenstein)

When she goes down south,

gobbles like a turkey you trying to sit up,

but she won't let ya arms in the air,

like you just came alive now you will know,

what it's like to be Frankenstein

(yeeeaahhh) the Frankenstein

{epic

staccato violin

and viola runs} {fast cinematic timpani hits and trap hi-hats}

{blazing epic grand piano solo} {cascading

classical arpeggios

over heavy trap sub-bass} {acoustic guitar slowly plucking to a stop} {soft

weeping violins fading} {whispered vocal echo: 'Frankenstein...'}