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Eddie's Teddy: 5 song lyrics

Dr. Everett v. Scott

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

Criminologist

But he never caused her nothing but shame

Dr. Everett v. Scott

He left home the day she died
From the day she was gone
All he wanted
Was rock and roll porn
And a motorbike
Shooting up junk

Criminologist

He was a low down cheap little punk

Dr. Everett v. Scott

Taking everyone for a ride

Chorus

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

Dr. Frank-N-Furter

What a guy

Janet Weiss

Makes you cry

Dr. Everett v. Scott

And 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

Dr. Everett v. Scott

But he must've been drawn
Into something
Making him warn me
In a note which reads

Chorus

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

Chorus

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

Dr. Frank-N-Furter

What a guy

Janet Weiss

Makes you cry

Dr. Everett v. Scott

And I did

Chorus

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

Dr. Frank-N-Furter

What a guy

Chorus

Whoa ho ho

Janet Weiss

Makes you cry

Chorus

Hey hey hey

Dr. Everett v. Scott

And I did

Chorus

Eddie

"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 he was gone
All he wanted
Was a rockin' roll porn and a motor bike.
Shootin' up junk.
He was a low down cheap little punk.
Taking everybody for a ride.

CHORUS

When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy.
You knew he was a good kid.
When he threatened your life with a switch blade 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 shut the door and threw away the key.

But he must have been drawn into something
Making him warn me in a note which reads

What's it say. What's it say.
I'm out of my head.
Hurry or I may be dead.
They mustn't carry out their evil deeds.

CHORUS

What a guy.
Makes you cry.
And I did."

Scotty:

From the day he was born
he was trouble
er war ein Dorn
in seiner Mutter Fleisch
Tränen und Gram

Erzähler:

- und ihr Herz quoll über von Scham

Scotty:

Er ging fort, als sie dann starb.
From the day she was gone
hat er's getrieben
pornographisch im Wald
auf'm Motorrad
'n Schuß gesetzt

Erzähler:

- und wild durch die Straßen gehetzt.

Scotty:

Ja, das war unheimlich hart.

Alle:

Wenn Eddie sagt, ich hasse meinen Teddy
klar, das is'n Horrortyp
es kam noch besser
er drohte mit 'nem Messer

Frank:

What a guy
makes you cry

Scotty:

ging zu weit

Columbia:

Alle fanden ihn eklig
ich fand, er war niedlich
ich sagte. Mensch, bleibe wie du bist
es gibt da eine Superlist
nach außen tut man wie beknackt -
innen hat man's längst gepackt

Scotty:

Doch da war irgendwas
das ihn faszinierte
er hat mich gewarnt
und mir dann gesagt.

Alle:

Was gesagt? Was gesagt?

Scotty:

Im Kopf schon ganz wild

Erzähler:

Ganz schnell oder ich werd' gekillt

Scotty:

Sie bauen sicher schon seinen Sarg

Frank:

What a guy

Janet:

Makes you cry

Scotty:

Das ging zu weit!

Alle:

Eddie.

Frank:

Betet für Eddie. Ich habe ihn gerade
eingeäschert...
Sein Schicksal ist gut versiegelt!!

Scotty

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.

Scotty

He left home the day she died,
From the day he was gone
All he wanted
Was a rockin' roll porn and a motor bike
Shootin' up junk.

Narrator

He was a low down cheap little punk.

Scotty

Taking everyone for a ride.

Chorus

When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy,
You knew he was a no good kid,
When he threatened your life with a switch blade knife.

Frank

What a guy.

Janet

Makes you cry.

Scotty

And I did.

Columbia

Everybody shoved him,
I very nearly loved him.
I said hey listen to me,
Stay sane inside insanity,
But he shut the door and threw away the key.

Scotty

But he must have been drawn into something,
Making him warn me in a note which read

All

What's it say, What's it say.

Scotty

I'm out of my head.

Narrator

Hurry or I may be dead.

Scotty

They mustn't carry out their evil deeds.

(CHORUS):

(REPEAT):

Frank

What a guy.

Janet

Makes you cry.

Scotty

And I did.

DESDE QUE ÉL NACIÓ
FUE UN PROBLEMA
SU MADRE FUE UNA GRAN MUJER
ELLA INTENTÓ
PERO ÉL SIEMPRE LA AVERGONZÓ
ÉL PARTIÓ EN SU FUNERAL

DESDE QUE ELLA MURIÓ
EL QUERÍA
SÓLO EL PORNO Y SU MOTO
Y SU ROCK AND ROLL
TODO ERA ASÍ
ERA UN POBRE Y TRISTE INFELIZ
NADA ERA SAGRADO PARA ÉL

ESE NINITO ODIABA SU OSITO
Y SABÍAS QUE ALGO ANDABA MAL
AL QUERERTE CORTAR Y EL CUCHILLO CLAVAR
QUÉ GENIAL
ESTÁ MAL
Y LLORÉ

TODOS LO IGNORABAN
YO CASI LO AMABA
LE DIJE - EN TU LOCURA
NO PIERDAS LA CORDURA
ÉL NO ESCUCHÓ Y ME ABANDONÓ

PERO ALGO DEBIÓ SOSPECHAR
QUISO ADVERTIRME -Y ME ESCRIBIÓ
¿QUÉ ESCRIBIÓ? ¿QUÉ ESCRIBIÓ?
PIERDO YA LA RAZÓN
MUERO EN ESTA PRISIÓN
EL PLAN MALÉFICO DEBE PARAR

ESE NINITO ODIABA SU OSITO
Y SABÍAS QUE ALGO ANDABA MAL
AL QUERERTE CORTAR Y EL CUCHILLO CLAVAR
QUE GENIAL
ESTÁ MAL
Y LLORÉ

ESE NINITO ODIABA SU OSITO
Y SABÍAS QUE ALGO ANDABA MAL
AL QUERERTE CORTAR Y EL CUCHILLO CLAVAR
QUÉ GENIAL
ESTÁ MAL
Y LLORÉ