They got the brains mixed up

The day they plugged you in

On and on again they tell you

And you were out of luck

When you say “Let’s be friends”

They bring it to an end with torches

Baby you’re just like Frankenstein

No one knows just what you’re made of

Baby you’re just like Frankenstein

You move around

You’re dead inside

You’re dead inside

I’ve got this thing for you

That I found in the ground

It’s warm and round and red and growing

And it’s the well for you

With me, I’m splashing down

I turned to look and you were gone