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