1. SOMETHING OUT OF NOTHING

Well, if there's one thing that I know
It's easy to kill what's hard to grow
One thing I might say
No one's gotta know about running away

Trying to make something out of nothing
Leaning hard on yet another crutch
All of these temptations keep me wanting, wanting, wanting
To feel your touch

It's not supposed to make you feel so helpless
Selfless, crying for some tenderness
I miss, miss your kiss
Impossible to resist

Find some budget to support my habit
Suffering an underdose of love
All of these temptations keep me wanting, wanting, wanting
The sky above

Oh, my desperate disposition keeps me bitching
Keeps me wishing, wishing for some shelter from within
There ain't nothing I can't live with
Nothing I can't live without

I want this, I want that
I wanted just a little slack
It's like an itch that I can't scratch
Could you get this monkey off my back?

Trying to make something out of nothing
I can't live without

Wanting nothing

Oh, my desperate disposition keeps me bitching
Keeps me wishing, wishing for some shelter from within

It's not supposed to make you feel this way


2. FREAKS

Make your killing
Guts start spilling
Here's a piece of a puzzle (piece of your trouble)
Piece of somethin else (yourself, myself)

But I'm so untamed, without a clue
Think I can find something better
Something better to do

I should be so excited
I'm into something new
Could be some new kind of old thing
Could be just something to use

Maybe I should practice it one more time
Maybe I'm afraid what it might do
Maybe it might upset someone
And maybe that's what it's supposed to do

You've put up quite a violent resistance to change
And you put another existance, that's what you're trying to say

I'm not pushing you out
I'm not pushing you off
I'm not pushing you out

I'm pushing you under the next
With panel of experts to tell you what to do
And you come back to the next panel of experts
Experts like me and you

And look what you've done to me
Look what I've done to you
Look what they've done to us
Now we're like no one else

They're laughing at you
Talking about you
All these new things
All these new things

I bought them used

And I'm working so hard what I'm thinking is real
Everybody does once just to see how it feels
It's not a sensation and it's not for sale
And what can you call it now?

Have you forgotten?
They'll spoil you rotten
Have you forgotten?
Have you forgotten?

You're just another freak
A beautiful freak
We are freaks (we are freaks)


3. TO SIR WITH LOVE

Those schoolgirl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone
But in my mind I know they will still live on and on
But how do you thank someone
Who has taken you from crayons to perfume?

It isn't easy but I'll try

If you wanted the sky
I would write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high
To Sir, with love

The time has come for closing books and long last looks must end
And as I leave I know that I am leaving my best friend
A friend who taught me right from wrong
And weak from strong that's a lot to learn

What, what can I give you in return

If you wanted the moon
I would try to make a start
But I would rather you let me give my heart
To Sir, with love

Those awkward years have hurried by, why do they fly away?
Why is it Sir, children grow up to be people some day?
What takes the place of climbing trees
And dirty knees in the world outside?

If you wanted the world I'd surround it with a wall
I'd scrawl these words with letters ten feet tall
To Sir, with love


4. MARIONETTE

Marionette I haven't met you yet
I hear you're good I hear you're made out of wood
Not quite as blind as you might think she'd be
Her roots are deep, they run as deep as a tree

And they cut off your wings and replaced them with strings
Now the strings attach to everything
It's twisted and tangled and troubled with anger
But somehow you still swing

Tried all my tricks I tried to steal a kiss
Splinters and slivers stuck all over my lips
She thinks she must be doing something wrong
Hair-pullin' strings and then they string you along

And they cut off your wings and replaced them with strings
Now the strings attach to everything
It's twisted and tangled but I've got an angle
On just what makes you swing
Hanging by a string

She is wearing thin

She's up to workin' sometimes fours a day
No, the boss he makes her do things his way

So why do you think she's so scared of ya
What do you think makes her that way
When push comes to shove she'll push and shove

It doesn't always have to be this way
She's savin' up for a vacation somewhere

Why do you think she's so scared of you
What do you think makes her that way
When push comes to shove she'll push and shove ya
It's very hard work when you don't get paid

And they cut off your wings and replaced them with strings