It's in the city 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 that I'm scared and I'm So I'll break up my room, and and I'll run to the center of things the knowing one says:
"Boys, boys, a sweet thing 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 that you're older than me Makes me important and free that make you smile, isn't that me? I'm in your way, and I'll steal moment If this trade is a course, I'll bless you And turn to and hamburgers
"Boys, boys, it's a thing Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing, 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 other We'll pretend, we're walking 'cause your future's at stake My set is amazing, it even like a street There's a bar at the end I can meet you and your friend scrawled on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up scandals in bars
I'm having so much fun with the poisonous rumors and lies and stories they made up Some make you and some make you scream One makes you wish you'd never been seen But a shop on the corner that's selling papier mache Making bullet-proof faces: Charlie Manson, Clay "If you it, boys, get it here, thing"
So you out of line: "I want you! I need you! Anyone out Any time? " Tres butch little number "Hey dirty, I want you When it's good, it's really good, and when bad I go to pieces" If you want it, boys, get it here,
Well, on the street where you I could not hold up my head For I put all I in another bed On floor, in the back of a car In the cellar of a church with the ajar Well, I guess we must be looking for a different But we can't stop 'til 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 cruise down one more time you by my side, it should be fine We'll by drugs and watch a band Then jump in the holding hands
"If you want it, boys, get it here, hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
Is it nice in snow storm, freezing your brain? Do you think that face looks the same? let it be, it's all I ever wanted It's a street a deal, and a taste It's got claws, got me, it's got you...