It's safe in the city to love in a Wrangle some screams from the And isn't it me, pain in a stranger? Like a portrait in flesh, on a leash Will you see that I'm and I'm lonely? So I'll up my room, and yawn and I'll Run to the center of the knowing one says:
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 me feel important and free Does that make you smile, that me? I'm in your way, and steal every moment If trade is a curse, then I'll bless you And turn to and hamburgers
Boys, boys, its a thing Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, thing If you it, boys, get it here, thing hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
I'll make you a deal, like any candidate We'll pretend we're home 'cause your future's at stake My set is amazing, it even smells like a There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and friend Someone scrawled on the "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up in other bars
I'm having so much fun the poisonous people Spreading rumors and lies and stories made up make you sing and some make you scream One you wish that you'd never been seen But there's a shop on the corner that's selling papier Making bullet-proof faces; Manson, Cassius Clay "If you it, boys, get it here, thing"
So you out of line: "I want you! I need you! out there? Any time?" Tres little number whines "Hey dirty, I want you When it's good, it's good, and when 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 cellar of a church the door ajar Well, I guess we must be looking for a kind But we can't stop 'til we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the young knights Who press you on the while shaking in fright I guess we could cruise down one more you by my side, it should be fine We'll buy drugs and watch a band Then jump in the river holding
[Part Three: Thing (Reprise)]
"If you want it, boys, get it here, hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
Is it in your snow storm, freezing your brain? Do you think that your face the same? Then let it be, all I ever wanted a street with a deal, and a taste It's got claws, got me, it's got you ...