Friends

See the strange boy keeping to the shadows He's a very good friend of mine I've seen you running from the ladies Don't tell me that you're not the kind I've got the time if you've got the money Mister, you'll be pleased, you'll see We'll meet by the tubeway as the screamer cries eleven You can have your way with me And you make me feel so cold See my one love talking to the pretty boy I never did like her taste My skin is rubber on a skeletal body I'm physically going to waste Feel my eyes and the tongue of a killer I'm a humanoid logic machine Don't touch me with your painted little fingers 'Cause I know where they've been Yeah, you're gonna put those scabs on me I must hide from a thousand grinning faces All sucking from my crazy mind Take a ride in the imagery of ages And heaven knows what you will find I've no time for the chitter-chatter, ladies I'm so busy trying to break this wall Hear my words 'cause emotion now is leaving I'm really not a human at all And I Don't wanna stay