It's safe in the to love in a doorway Wrangle some screams from the And isn't it me, pain in a stranger? a portrait in flesh, trails on a leash Will you see I'm scared and I'm lonely? So I'll break up my room, and and I'll Run to the center of Where the 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 that you're older than me Makes me feel important and Does that you smile, isn't that me? I'm in your way, and I'll every moment If this trade is a curse, I'll bless you And turn to crossroads and
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 other We'll we're walking home 'cause your future's at stake My set is amazing, it even smells a street There's a bar at the end where I can you and your friend Someone scrawled on the wall "I the blood of les tricoteuses" Who up scandals in other bars
I'm having so much fun with the people Spreading rumors and lies and stories they up Some make you sing and some make you One makes you wish you'd never been seen But there's a shop on the that's selling papier mache Making bullet-proof faces; Manson, Cassius Clay "If you it, boys, get it here, thing"
So you out of line: "I want you! I you! Anyone out there? Any time?" Tres butch little number "Hey dirty, I want you it's good, it's really 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 door Well, I guess we must be for a different kind But we can't stop trying 'til we up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy knights Who press you on the ground while shaking in I guess we cruise down one more time With you by my side, it be fine We'll buy some drugs and a band Then jump in the holding hands
[Part Three: Sweet (Reprise)]
"If you it, boys, get it here, thing hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing brain? Do you think that your face looks the 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 ...