Scott:
>From the day he was born
He was trouble
He was the thorn
In his mother's side
She tried in vain

Narrator:
but he never caused her nothing
but shame

Scott:
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

Narrator:
He was a low down cheap little punk!

Scott:
Taking everyone for a ride

All:
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

Frank:
What a guy!

Janet:
Makes you cry

Scott:
Und I did

Columbia:
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

Scott:
But he must have been drawn
Into something,
Making him warn
Me in a note which reads

All:
What's it say? What's it say?

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

All:
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

Frank:
What a guy!

Janet:
Makes you cry

Scott:
Und I did

All:
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

Frank:
What a guy! (Whoa, oh, oh)

Janet:
Makes you cry (Hey, hey, hey)

Scott:
Und I did (I did)