Sweet Thing (Live 1974)

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]