It's in the city to love in a doorway Wrangle some screams the dawn And isn't it me, putting pain in a a portrait in flesh, trails on a leash Will you see that I'm and I'm lonely? So break up my room, and yawn and I'll Run to the center of Where the knowing one
Boys, boys, its a sweet Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, thing If you it, boys, get it here, thing hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
I'm glad that older than me Makes me feel important and Does that you smile, isn't that me? I'm in your way, and steal every moment If this trade is a curse, then I'll you And to crossroads and hamburgers
Boys, boys, its a sweet Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, thing If you want it, boys, get it here, 'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, thing"
I'll make you a deal, like any candidate We'll pretend we're walking home 'cause your future's at My set is amazing, it even smells a street There's a bar at the end where I can you and your friend scrawled on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up in other bars
I'm having so fun with the poisonous people Spreading and lies and stories they made up Some make you sing and some you scream One makes you wish that you'd been seen But there's a shop on the corner that's selling mache Making bullet-proof faces; Manson, Cassius Clay "If you it, boys, get it here, thing"
So you scream out of "I want you! I need you! Anyone out Any time?" Tres little number whines "Hey dirty, I want you When it's good, it's really good, and it's bad I go to pieces" If you it, boys, get it here, thing
Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my For I put all I in another bed On floor, in the back of a car In the of a church with the door ajar Well, I guess we must be looking for a kind But we can't trying 'til we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the young knights Who press you on the ground shaking in fright I guess we could down one more time you by my side, it should be fine We'll buy some drugs and watch a Then jump in the river holding
Three: Sweet Thing (Reprise)]
"If you want it, boys, get it here, 'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, thing"
Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing your Do you think that your face looks the Then let it be, all I ever wanted It's a street a deal, and a taste got claws, it's got me, it's got you ...