When you've had enough of screaming inside

When you've had enough of losing your mind

When you need a certain devotee

Know that you can always come and find me

In the corner booth of a speakeasy

I watch your lips, but I'll never get your language

I don't really care what they may think

Take a sip and recline, let me show you that I'm

Your freak, your freak

Your man of a thousand faces

Your Lon Chaney

Your Pre-Code Hollywood

Your freak, your freak

Your Gen X slacker zero, your antihero

Your Pre-Codе Hollywood

There's no freedom left in spеaking your mind

If you want a career to get by

Tricky business being a troubadour

Now we're living through 1984

In the corner booth of a speakeasy

I watch your lips, but I'll never get your language

I don’t really care what they may think

Take a sip and recline, let me show you that I'm

Your freak, your freak

Your man of a thousand faces

Your Lon Chaney

Your Pre-Code Hollywood

Your freak, your freak

Your Gen X slacker zero, your antihero

Your Pre-Code Hollywood