Eddie
Composer(s): Richard O'Brien
Performer(s): Jonathan Adams



Dr. Von Scott:
From the day he was born
He was trouble
He was the thorn
In his mother's side
She tried in vain

The Criminologist:
But he never caused her nothing but shame

Dr. Von Scott:
He left home the day she died
From the day she was gone
All he wanted
Was rock and roll porn
And a motorbike
Shooting up junk

The Criminologist: He was a low down cheap little punk
Dr. Von Scott: Taking everyone for a ride

(When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy)
(You knew he was a no good kid)
(But when he threatened your life)
(With a switch blade knife)

Dr. Frank-N-Furter: What a guy
Janet: Makes you cry
Dr. Von Scott: And I did

Columbia:
Everybody shoved him
I very nearly loved him
I said, "Hhey listen to me
Stay sane inside insanity"
But he locked the door
And threw away the key

Dr. Von Scott:
But he must've been drawn
Into something
Making him warn me
In a note which reads

(What's it say? What's it say?)

Eddie:
I'm out of my head
Oh hurry, or I may be dead
They mustn't carry out their evil deeds

(When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy)
(You knew he was a no good kid)
(But when he threatened your life)
(With a switch blade knife)

Dr. Frank-N-Furter: What a guy
Janet: Makes you cry
Dr. Von Scott: And I did

(When Eddie said he didn't like his teddy)
(You knew he was a no good kid)
(But when he threatened your life)
(With a switch blade knife)

Dr. Frank-N-Furter: What a guy (Whoo-ho-ho)
Janet: Makes you cry (Hey, hey, hey)
Dr. Von Scott: And I did (Eddie)