Teenage Frankenstein

I'm the kid on the block with my head made of rock

And I ain't got nobody

I'm the state of the art, got a brain à la carte

I make the babies cry

I ain't one of the crowd, I ain't one of the guys

They just avoid me, they run, and they hide

Are my colors too bright? Are my eyes set too wide?

I spend my whole life burning, turning

I'm a teenage Frankenstein

The local freak with the twisted mind

I'm a teenage Frankenstein

These ain't my hands and these legs ain't mine

Got a synthetic face, got some scars and a brace

My hands are rough and bloody

I walk into the night, women faint at the sight

I ain't no cutie pie

I can't walk in the day, I must walk in the night

Stay in the shadows, stay out of the light

Are my shoulders too wide? Is my head screwed on tight?

I spend my whole life burning, turning

I'm a teenage Frankenstein

The local freak with the twisted mind

I'm a teenage Frankenstein

These ain't my arms and these legs ain't mine, no

I ain't one of the crowd, I ain't one of the guys

They just avoid me, they run, and they hide

Are my colors too bright? Are my eyes set too wide?

I spend my whole life burning, turning

I'm a teenage Frankenstein

The local freak with the twisted mind

I'm a teenage Frankenstein

These ain't my hands and these legs ain't mine

I'm a teenage Frankenstein

The local freak with the twisted mind

I'm a teenage Frankenstein

These ain't my arms and these legs ain't mine

I'm a teenage Frankenstein

The local freak with the twisted mind

I'm a teenage Frankenstein