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 a 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
Oh No!
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 Hands
And These Legs Ain't Mine