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