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