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 she was gone
All he wanted
Was Rock 'n Roll porn
And a motorbike
Shooting up junk

He was a low down cheap little punk
Taking everyone for a ride

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
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 locked 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 outta my head
Oh hurry, or I may be dead
They mustn't carry out their evil deeds

When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy
You knew he was a no-good kid
But when he threatened you life with a switch-blade knife
What a guy!
Makes you cry!
And I did

When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy
You knew he was a no-good kid
But when he threatened you life with a switch-blade knife
What a guy!
Whoa oh oh
Makes you cry!
Hey hey hey
And I did
Eddie