Teenage Frankenstein Songtext
von Alice Cooper
Teenage Frankenstein Songtext
I′m the kid on the block
With my head made of rock
And I ain't got nobody
I′m the state of the art
Got a brain a la carte
I make the babies cry
I ain't one of the crowd
I ain't one of the guys
They just avoid me
They run and they hide
Are my colors too bright?
Are my eyes set too wide?
I spend my whole life
Burning, turning
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
The local freak with the twisted mind
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
These ain't my hands
And these legs ain′t mine
Got a synthetic face
Got some scars and a brace
My hands are rough and bloody
I walk into the night
Women faint at the sight
I ain't no cutie-pie
I can′t walk in the day
I must walk in the night
Stay in the shadows
Stay out of the light
Are my shoulders too wide?
Is my head screwed on tight?
I spend my whole life
Burning, turning
I'm a teenage Frankenstein
The local freak with the twisted mind
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
These ain't my arms
And these legs ain't mine, no
I ain′t one of the crowd
I ain′t one of the guys
They just avoid me
They run and they hide
Are my colors too bright?
Are my eyes set too wide?
I spend my whole life
Burning, turning
I'm a teenage Frankenstein
The local freak with the twisted mind
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
These ain't my hands
And these legs ain′t mine
I'm a teenage Frankenstein
The local freak with the twisted mind
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
These ain't my arms
And these legs ain't mine
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
With my head made of rock
And I ain't got nobody
I′m the state of the art
Got a brain a la carte
I make the babies cry
I ain't one of the crowd
I ain't one of the guys
They just avoid me
They run and they hide
Are my colors too bright?
Are my eyes set too wide?
I spend my whole life
Burning, turning
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
The local freak with the twisted mind
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
These ain't my hands
And these legs ain′t mine
Got a synthetic face
Got some scars and a brace
My hands are rough and bloody
I walk into the night
Women faint at the sight
I ain't no cutie-pie
I can′t walk in the day
I must walk in the night
Stay in the shadows
Stay out of the light
Are my shoulders too wide?
Is my head screwed on tight?
I spend my whole life
Burning, turning
I'm a teenage Frankenstein
The local freak with the twisted mind
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
These ain't my arms
And these legs ain't mine, no
I ain′t one of the crowd
I ain′t one of the guys
They just avoid me
They run and they hide
Are my colors too bright?
Are my eyes set too wide?
I spend my whole life
Burning, turning
I'm a teenage Frankenstein
The local freak with the twisted mind
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
These ain't my hands
And these legs ain′t mine
I'm a teenage Frankenstein
The local freak with the twisted mind
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
These ain't my arms
And these legs ain't mine
I′m a teenage Frankenstein
Writer(s): Alice Cooper, Robert William Athis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com