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 Oh no!
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 hands And these legs ain´t mine
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