Threshold Apprehension Lyrics - Frank Black

Talk to a man just to get a little work 

Then you talk to the hand just to get a little jerk 

Some people die, then they start to get old 

But I dont wanna die upon on the threshold 

I got threshold apprehension 

Threshold, threshold, threshold 

Threshold, threshold, threshold 

Threshold apprehension 

I got threshold apprehension 

Every little shit's gotta find a salt lick 

If I dont find my babe Im gonna be junk sick 

Roll away the rock so I can get to my ascension 

Aint my first time on the threshold apprehension 

I got threshold apprehension, what? 

Threshold, threshold, threshold 

Threshold, threshold, threshold 

Threshold apprehension 

I got threshold apprehension 

Whos carrying who? 

Whos turning the screw? 

Who hath prophesied? Petit Paramour 

I will be the whore and youll be my suicide 

We got on my bike and we rode to the sea 

I stood on the dock and you got on your knees 

Grand Marnier and a pocket full of speed 

We did it all day till we started to bleed 

Are you feeling apprehensive? 

I can leap higher than an old king toad 

I do 185 on the new ring road 

I love a blue girl and I like my grog 

Its a black and white world, cos I'm a Scorpio dog 

Have a drink, piss by the seventh floor 

And wait a hundred years for the elevator door 

Come on time if you wanna lose attention 

Its the last time on the threshold apprehension 

I got threshold apprehension, say what? 

Threshold, threshold, threshold 

Threshold, threshold, threshold 

Threshold, threshold, threshold 

Threshold, threshold, threshold 

Whos carrying who? 

Whos turning the screw? 

Who hath prophesied? Petit Paramour 

I will be the whore, be my suicide