Eddie

From the day he was born

He was trouble

He was the thorn

In his mother's side

She tried in vain

Criminololgist: 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

Criminologist: 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 you life with a switch blade knife

Frank: What a guy!

Janet: Makes you cry!

And 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

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 outta my head.

Oh hurry, or I may be dead.

They mustn't carry out their evil deeds

All: When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy

You knew he was a no good kid

But when he threatened you life with a switch blade knife

Frank: What a guy!

Janet: Makes you cry!

And I did

All: When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy

You knew he was a no good kid

But when he threatened you life with a switch blade knife

Frank: What a guy!

All: Whoa oh oh

Janet: Makes you cry!

All: Hey hey hey

And I did

All: Eddie