Eddie

Scott:
>From the day he was born
He was trouble.
He was the thorn
In his mother´s side.
She tried in vain
...but he never caused her nothing
but shame.
He left home the day she died.

From the day she was gone
All he wanted
Was Rock `n´ Roll porn
Und a motorbike.
Shooting up junk...
He was a low down cheap little punk!
Taking everyone for a ride.

All:
When Eddie said he didn´t like his Teddy
You knew he was a no-good kid.
But when he threatened your life with a switch-blade knife

Frank:
What a guy!

Janet:
Makes you cry.

Scott:
Und I did.

Columbia:
Everybody shoved him.
I very nearly loved him.
I said, hey, listen to me,
Stay sane inside insanity!
But he locked the door and threw away the key.

Scott:
But he must have been drawn
Into something,
Making him warn
Me in a note which reads...

All:
What´s it say? What´s it say?

Eddie:
I´m out of my head.
Oh, hurry, or I may be dead.
They mustn´t carry out their evil deeds. (scream)

All:
When Eddie said he didn´t like his Teddy
You knew he was a no-good kid.
But when he threatened your life with a switch-blade knife

Frank:
What a guy!

Janet:
Makes you cry.

Scott:
Und I did.

All:
When Eddie said he didn´t like his Teddy
You knew he was a no-good kid.
But when he threatened your life
With a switch-blade knife

Frank:
What a guy! (Whoa, oh, oh.)

Janet:
Makes you cry. (Hey, hey, hey.)

Scott:
Und I did. (I did.)