Lyrics:

Don't touch, leep your hands to yourself
I see what you want, to look into a rebel eyes
You're a fallen angel looking for trouble in paradise
I don't need no one, better drop your gun

Take you're heart back
I don't need it and that's a fact
Got my own cross to bear
We don't fit anywhere

Don't ask, kKeep your questions to yourself
We got all we want, to live here forever free
We're the fallen angels of the lower east side
We don't need no one, better drop your gun

Take you're heart back
I don't need it and that's a fact
Got my own cross to bear
We don't fit anywhere

Stiv and Johnny
Gene and Eddie
Always looking down from heaven

Take you're heart back
I don't need it and that's a fact
Got my own cross to bear
We don't fit anywhere