Frankenstein
Jack Howard Lyrics
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My feet are too big for my head
I don’t know why they put me here with the living
I sure wish that I was dead
My brain is always running and ticking
My arms and legs tremble to my feet
I try to walk straight, tall and narrow
They call me Frankenstein
It’s not even my name
I don’t know my own name
I don’t know what I’ve done
I don’t know where I’ve been
I told him Victor you’ve got to build me a woman
Who will see me for myself
It’s so lonely living here without someone to love
I got to look out for myself
They call me Frankenstein
It’s not even my name
I don’t know my own name
I don’t know what I’ve done
I don’t know where I’ve been
I seem to scare everyone in the village
They said I killed someone’s little girl
I remember a child with flowers by the river
Everything is such a blur
They call me Frankenstein
It’s not even my name
I don’t know my own name
I don’t know what I’ve done
I don’t know where I’ve been
I’m an innocent man
The lyrics to Jack Howard’s song “Frankenstein” depict the inner thoughts and emotions of the iconic yet misunderstood character from the classic novel authored by Mary Shelley. The opening lines “I got stitches all over my body,
My feet are too big for my head, I don’t know why they put me here with the living, I sure wish that I was dead” signifies Frankenstein’s struggle to come to terms with his creation and the constant ridicule he endures. The reference to the stitches suggests his patchwork appearance, rather than a natural being. The lyrics continue to express Frankenstein’s inner conflicts, with lines such as “It’s so lonely living here without someone to love, I got to look out for myself.” It seems Frankenstein seeks companionship, but given his appearance, he is not received well in society, ultimately making him isolated and on the run.
The chorus “They call me Frankenstein, It’s not even my name, I don’t know my own name, I don’t know what I’ve done, I don’t know where I’ve been, I’m an innocent man" visually depicts the misconceptions about Frankenstein in society. The song echoes the theme of isolation and loneliness, associated with Frankenstein trying to make sense of his creation, his surroundings, his past, and ultimately trying to find belonging.
Line by Line Meaning
I got stitches all over my body
My body is covered in scars from being pieced together.
My feet are too big for my head
My body is not proportionate and has been assembled haphazardly.
I don’t know why they put me here with the living
I do not belong with the living and cannot understand my existence.
I sure wish that I was dead
Living is causing me great pain and I would prefer death.
My brain is always running and ticking
My mind is constantly active and racing with thoughts.
My arms and legs tremble to my feet
My limbs are weak and unsteady.
I try to walk straight, tall and narrow
I attempt to walk with proper posture and gait.
It’s just a stagger with a beat
In reality, I cannot walk properly and stumble along unevenly.
They call me Frankenstein
Despite not having a true name, I am given a label based on my creator's name.
It’s not even my name
The name given to me is not my true identity.
I don’t know my own name
I do not have a true name or identity.
I don’t know what I’ve done
I cannot recall any actions or memories from my past.
I don’t know where I’ve been
My past is a complete mystery to me.
I told him Victor you’ve got to build me a woman
I pleaded with my creator to construct a female companion for me.
Who will see me for myself
I desire to be seen as an individual with my own identity.
It’s so lonely living here without someone to love
Living in isolation is causing me great pain and sorrow.
I got to look out for myself
I must prioritize my own well-being and happiness in this lonely existence.
I seem to scare everyone in the village
My appearance causes fear and revulsion in those around me.
They said I killed someone’s little girl
I have been accused of committing a heinous crime that I cannot recall.
I remember a child with flowers by the river
The only memory I can hold onto is a fleeting image of an innocent child by the water.
Everything is such a blur
My memories are jumbled and hazy, making it hard to distinguish reality from fiction.
I’m an innocent man
Despite the accusations and fear I bring, I have done nothing wrong and cannot be blamed for my existence.
Contributed by Savannah D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.