It's safe in the city to love in a some screams from the dawn And isn't it me, pain in a stranger? 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 of things Where the one says:
"Boys, boys, a sweet thing 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 feel and free Does that make you smile, that me? I'm in your way, and I'll steal every If this is a course, than I'll bless you And to crossroads and hamburgers
"Boys, boys, a sweet thing 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 make you a deal, like any candidate We'll pretend, we're walking 'cause your future's at stake My set is amazing, it even smells like a There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and friend scrawled on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses" Who up scandals in other bars
I'm so much fun with the poisonous people Spreading and lies and stories they made up Some make you sing and some make you One makes you wish thay you'd never seen But there's a shop on the corner that's papier mache Making bullet-proof faces: Manson, Cassius Clay "If you it, boys, get it here, thing"
So you scream out of "I want you! I need you! Anyone out there? Any " Tres butch little whines "Hey dirty, I want you When it's good, it's good, and when it's bad I go to pieces" If you it, boys, get it here, thing
Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my 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 must be looking for a different But we can't trying 'til we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy knights Who press you on the ground while in fright I guess we could cruise down one more 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 hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
Is it nice in snow storm, freezing your brain? Do you think that your face looks the Then let it be, it's all I ever a street with a deal, and a taste It's got claws, got me, it's got you...