Teenage Frankenstein Lyrics
With my head made of rockAnd I ain't got nobodyI'm the state of the artGot a brain a la carteI make the babies cryI ain't one of the crowdI ain't one of the guysThey just avoid meThey run and they hideAre my colours too brightAre my eyes set too wideI spend my whole life burning, turningI'm a teenage FrankensteinThe local freak with the twisted mindI'm a teenage FrankensteinThese ain't my handsAnd these legs ain't mineGot a synthetic faceGot some scars and a braceMy hands are rough and bloodyI walk into the nightWomen faint at the sightI ain't no cutie-pieI can't walk in the dayI must walk in the nightStay in the shadowsStay out of the lightAre my shoulders too wideIs my head screwed on tightI spend my whole life burning, turningI'm a teenage FrankensteinThe local freak with the twisted mindI'm a teenage FrankensteinThese ain't my handsAnd these legs ain't mine…noI ain't one of the crowdI ain't one of the guysThey just avoid meThey run and they hideAre my colours too brightAre my eyes set too wideI spend my whole life burning, turningI'm a teenage FrankensteinThe local freak with the twisted mindI'm a teenage FrankensteinThese ain't my hands and these legs ain't mineI'm a teenage FrankensteinThe local freak with the twisted mindI'm a teenage FrankensteinThese ain't my hands and these legs ain't mine…
Alice Cooper Teenage Frankenstein
