It's in the city to love in a doorway Wrangle screams from the dawn And isn't it me, putting pain in a Like a in flesh, trails on a leash you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely? So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I'll run to the center of Where the knowing one
"Boys, boys, it's a sweet Boys, boys, it's a thing, sweet thing If you want it, boys, get it here, 'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"
I'm glad you're older than me Makes me feel important and that make you smile, isn't that me? I'm in your way, and I'll every moment If this trade is a course, I'll bless you And turn to crossroads and
"Boys, boys, it's a sweet Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing, sweet If you want it, boys, get it here, 'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"
I'll make you a deal, any other candidate We'll pretend, we're walking home 'cause your at stake My set is amazing, it smells like a street There's a bar at the end I can meet you and your friend Someone scrawled on the wall "I the blood of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up scandals in other
I'm so much fun with the poisonous people Spreading and lies and stories they made up Some make you and some make you scream One makes you wish thay you'd 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 you! I need you! Anyone out there? Any time? " butch 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 want it, boys, get it here,
Well, on the street you live I could not hold up my head For I put all I have in bed On floor, in the back of a car In the of a church with the door ajar Well, I we must be looking for a different kind But we can't stop trying we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young Who press you on the ground while in fright I guess we could cruise down one more you by my side, it should be fine We'll by drugs and watch a band Then in the river holding hands
"If you want it, boys, get it here, hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
Is it nice in your storm, freezing your brain? Do you think that your looks the same? Then let it be, it's all I wanted It's a street a deal, and a taste It's got claws, got me, it's got you...