Testo di Junkie Romance

So you wanna look like Johnny So you wanna act like Keef And you crave some soft cocoon, boy For your Charlie Parker grief And you court the adoration Of the ones with no esteem And a hollow point delivery Dope fiend self-inflicted, dream It's a, junkie romance kid Alive on Avenue D Junkie romance kid Nothing comes for free As she shoots up through her stockings You see her thighs as pale as death And you can't feel her freezing But there's frost upon her breath An old time Rx croaker The doctor? Yeah, he's in Another drugstore substitution For what the priests call, sin It's a, junkie romance kid Alive on Avenue D Junkie romance kid You're dead on MTV Junkie romance kid Singing waiting for the man Junkie romance kid Yeah, always dressed in black Junkie romance kid You're dead on MTV Junkie romance kid Nothing, comes for free Junkie romance (4x)