Hey hey hey hey hey hey

Hey hey hey hey hey hey

We were the free kids

Racing cars and cheap mascara

Wearing red jackets and see-through blouses

Dried saliva on the ground

I've always been a troublous child

Filthy mouths, bleatin' hounds

Robust boys and nasty gals

Sell themselves for little pounds

Hey hey hey hey hey

Jim Morrisson on the color television

Rock 'n roll groupies, strong medicine

Pepsi cola at the drunkard bar

Fun tattoos on our scapulas

Cold at heart, l'art pour l'art

Boobies on the postcards

Of torn apart young porn stars

We were waltzing around on a burial ground

No no no no no no no

Runaway swain, sweet merry go round

I am the shadow play on the wall

We do not know how to love

We are beautiful amateurs

Sentimental idiots

Hey hey hey hey hey hey

Hey hey hey hey hey hey

So we got: cries of pain behind the doors

Like horror movies and fast motors

Torture by bloody morons

I don't know how, what have I done

Now I'm the princess of Abaddon

Hail to life, hail to God

Lying senseless on the motel floor

With ripped up clothes

And overdosed

We were waltzing around on the burial ground

No no no no no no no

Runaway swain, sweet merry go round

I am the shadow play on the wall

We do not know how to love

We are beautiful amateurs

Sentimental idiots

We are beautiful, oh amateurs

Sentimental idiots

Hey hey hey hey hey hey

Hey, hey

Hey hey hey hey hey hey

I was a free kid

Racing cars and cheap mascara

Wearing red jackets and see-through blouses

Dried saliva on the ground

I've always been a troublous child

Filthy mouths, bleatin' hounds

Robust boys and nasty gals

Are a shadow play on the wall