I'm the son, And the heir, of a shyness that is criminally vulgar...

I'm the son and heir, of nothing in particular.

You shut your mouth! How can you say?

I go about the things the wrong way...

I'm human and I need to be loved

Just like everybody else does

(Se repite)

There's a club where you'd like to go,

You could meet somebody, who really loves you.

So you go and you stand on your own,

And you live on your own,

And you go home, and you cry and you want to die.

When you say it's gonna happen now,

When exactly do you mean?

See I've already waited to long, and all my hope is gone.

You shut your mouth! How can you say?

I go about the things the wrong way

I'm human and I need to be loved

Just like everybody else does.