Eddie - Jonathan Adams

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 and 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 switchblade knife

What a guy

Makes you cry

And 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 been drawn into something

Making him warn me in a note which reads (what's it say, what’s it say?)

«I'm outta my head, O hurry or I may be dead

They mustn’t carry out their evil deeds…»

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 switchblade knife

What a guy

Makes you cry

And 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 switchblade knife

What a guy… oh oh oh

Makes you cry… hey hey hey

And I did