It's in the city to love in a doorway Wrangle some screams the dawn And isn't it me, putting pain in a Like a portrait in flesh, on a leash you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely? So I'll up my room, and yawn and I'll run to the center of things Where the knowing one
"Boys, boys, a sweet thing Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing, sweet If you it, boys, get it here, thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"
I'm that you're older than me me feel important and free Does that you smile, isn't that me? I'm in your way, and steal every moment If this trade is a course, I'll bless you And turn to crossroads and
"Boys, boys, a sweet thing Boys, boys, it's a thing, sweet thing If you it, boys, get it here, thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, thing"
I'll make you a deal, any other candidate We'll pretend, we're walking home 'cause future's at stake My set is amazing, it even smells like a There's a bar at the end I can meet you and your friend Someone scrawled on the wall "I smell the of les tricoteuses" Who up scandals in other bars
I'm having so much fun with the poisonous Spreading rumors and and stories they made up Some make you sing and some you scream One makes you wish thay you'd never seen But there's a shop on the corner that's papier mache bullet-proof faces: Charlie 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 number whines "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 up my head For I put all I have in bed On floor, in the back of a car In the cellar of a church with the door Well, I we must be looking for a different kind But we can't stop 'til we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the young knights Who you on the ground while shaking in fright I guess we could cruise down one more With you by my side, it should be We'll by some drugs and a band Then in the river holding hands
"If you want it, boys, get it here, 'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, thing"
Is it in your snow 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...