Lyrics
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
And a motorbike
Shooting up junk
He was a low-down cheap little punk
Taking everyone for a ride
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 switchblade knife
What a guy!
Makes you cry!
Und I did
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
But he must have been drawn
Into something
Making him warn
Me in a note which reads
What's it say? What's it say?
"I'm outta my head
Oh hurry, or I may be dead!
They mustn't carry out their evil deeds!"
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 switchblade knife
What a guy!
Makes you cry!
Und I did
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 switchblade knife
What a guy
Whoa, oh, oh
Makes you cry
Hey, hey, hey
And I did
Eddie
