It's in the city to love in a doorway some screams from the dawn And isn't it me, pain in a stranger? Like a portrait in flesh, on a leash Will you see I'm scared and I'm lonely? So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I'll run to the center of the knowing one says:
"Boys, boys, it's a sweet Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing, thing If you it, boys, get it here, thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, thing"
I'm glad you're older than me Makes me important and free Does make you smile, isn't that me? I'm in your way, and steal every moment If this trade is a course, than I'll you And turn to crossroads and
"Boys, boys, it's a sweet Boys, boys, a sweet thing, sweet thing If you want it, boys, get it here, 'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"
I'll you a deal, like any other candidate We'll pretend, we're walking 'cause your future's at stake My set is amazing, it smells like a street There's a bar at the end where I can you and your friend Someone scrawled on the "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 stories made up Some make you sing and some make you One you wish thay you'd never been seen But there's a shop on the corner 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 need you! Anyone out there? Any " 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 you live I could not hold up my head For I put all I in another bed On another floor, in the of a car In the cellar of a church with the door Well, I guess we be looking for a different kind But we can't trying 'til 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 down one more time With you by my side, it should be We'll by some and watch a band Then jump in the river hands
"If you it, boys, get it here, thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"
Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing your Do you think that your looks the same? Then let it be, all I ever wanted It's a with a deal, and a taste It's got claws, got me, it's got you...