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

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

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 out of my head
Oh, hurry, or I may be dead
They mustn't carry out their evil deeds (scream)

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

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 switch-blade knife

What a guy (whoa, oh, oh)

Makes you cry (hey, hey, hey)

Und I did (I did)