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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
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- Pretties For You
- THE STUDIO ALBUMS 1969-1983
- Raise The Dead: Live From Wacken
- Shock Rock Early Days
- Zipper Catches Skin
- Welcome 2 My Nightmare
- Killer
- Dirty Diamonds
- The Eyes Of Alice Cooper
- Dragontown
- Brutal Planet
- The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper
- Freak Out
- The Last Temptation
- Hey Stoopid
- Science Fiction
- Trash
- Raise Your Fist And Yell
- Constrictor
- DaDa