It's safe in the city to love in a Wrangle screams from 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 I'll break up my room, and yawn and Run to the of things Where the one says:
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 cheap thing, thing"
I'm that you're older than me Makes me feel important and that make you smile, isn't that me? I'm in way, and I'll 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 thing, sweet 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 your future's at stake My set is amazing, it even smells a street There's a bar at the end I can meet you and your friend Someone scrawled on the wall "I smell the of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up in other bars
I'm so much fun with the poisonous people Spreading and lies and stories they made up make you sing and some make you scream One you wish that you'd never been seen But a shop on the corner that's selling papier mache Making bullet-proof Charlie 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 butch little number whines "Hey dirty, I you When it's good, it's good, and when it's bad I go to pieces" If you want it, boys, get it here,
Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my For I put all I have in bed On another floor, in the of a car In the cellar of a church with the ajar Well, I guess we must be looking for a kind But we can't stop trying we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young Who you on the ground while shaking in fright I guess we could cruise down one time With you by my side, it be fine buy some drugs and watch a band Then jump in the holding hands
[Part Three: Sweet (Reprise)]
"If you want it, boys, get it here, 'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"
Is it nice in snow storm, freezing your brain? Do you think your face looks the same? Then let it be, it's all I wanted It's a street with a deal, and a It's got claws, it's got me, got you ...