It's safe in the city to in a doorway Wrangle screams from the dawn And isn't it me, putting in a stranger? a portrait in flesh, trails on a leash Will you see I'm scared and I'm lonely? So break up my room, and yawn and I'll Run to the of things Where the knowing one
Boys, boys, its a thing Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, thing If you it, boys, get it here, thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, thing"
I'm glad that you're older me Makes me feel important and Does that make you smile, isn't me? I'm in your way, and I'll steal every If this trade is a curse, then I'll you And turn to crossroads and
Boys, boys, its a sweet Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet If you it, boys, get it here, thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"
I'll you a deal, like any other candidate We'll pretend we're walking home 'cause your at stake My set is amazing, it even like a street There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and friend scrawled on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up scandals in other
I'm having so much fun with the people Spreading rumors and lies and they made up Some make you sing and make you scream One makes you that you'd never 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 you! I need you! Anyone out there? Any time?" Tres butch little 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 not hold up my head For I put all I have in bed On another floor, in the of a car In the cellar of a with the door ajar Well, I guess we be looking for a different kind But we can't stop trying we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips on the seedy young knights Who press you on the ground while shaking in I guess we could cruise one more time With you by my side, it be fine buy some drugs and watch a band Then jump in the river hands
Three: Sweet Thing (Reprise)]
"If you want it, boys, get it here, hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing brain? Do you think that face looks the same? Then let it be, it's all I ever a street with a deal, and a taste It's got claws, got me, it's got you ...