Bloody sheets, tenderly, she moves me An opera star dying hard for love You say I'm hurt, I will take your word ♪ Leather pants, happiness A hundred dollars buy success Hanging with your fashionable whores And I'm a wounded bird, I will take your word ♪ You and Tom, to the prom Camel dick, crucifix Everyone's the same and on, and on Emerging from the football stands Clinging to his broken hand It's over, I have seen it all before ♪ Nakedness, a flying lesson Tattered dress, sunburned chest You will pay for your excessive charm With a boy who knows less than he thinks Drinks up his expensive drinks Be careful with the details of the war