Sweet Thing (Live 1974)

Lyrics

Part I: Sweet Thing [Audience Clapping] [Verse 1] It's safe in the city to love in a doorway To strangle some screams from the dawn And isn't it me, putting pain in a stranger? Like a portrait in flesh, who trails on a leash Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely? So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I Run to the centre of things Where the knowing one says: [Chorus] "Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing, sweet thing If you want it, boys, get it here then For hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing" [Verse 2] I'm glad that you're older than me Makes me feel important and free Does that make you smile, isn't that me? I'm in your way, and I'll steal every moment If this trade is a curse, then I'll bless you And turn to the crossroads of Hamburgers, and [Guitar Solo] Part II: Candidate [Verse 1] I'll make you a deal like any other candidate We pretend we're walking home for your future's sake My set is amazing, it even smells like the street There is a bar at the end where I could meet you and your friend Someone scrawled on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up scandals in other bars They're having so much fun with the poisonous people Spreading rumors and lies and stories they made up Some make you sing and some make you scream One makes you wish that you never been seen But there's a shop on the corner selling papier mache Making bullet-proof faces Charles Manson, Cassius Clay If you want it, boys get it here then [Verse 2] So you scream out of line "Anyone out there? Anytime? Tres bunch little number whines "Hey girlie, I want you When it's good it's really good and when it's bad I go to pieces" If you want it, boys, get it here then On the street where you live I could not hold up my head For I put all I have in another bed On another floor, in the back of a car In the cellar of a church with the door ajar Well, I guess we must be looking for a different kind But we can't stop trying til we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights Who press on the ground while shaking in fright I guess we could cruise down one more time With you by my side, it should be fine We'll buy some drugs and watch a band Then jump into a river holding hands [Saxaphone Solo] Part III: Sweet Thing [Bridge] Is it nice in your snow storm Freezing your brain? Do you think that your face looks the same? Then let it be It's all I ever wanted It's a street with a deal And a taste It's got claws It's got me It's got you [Piano Outro]