Interpret:

Dead or Alive

Album:

Early Years

Do I have a shoulder 
That I can cry on 
And a background 
That I can rely on 
Technically I cannot find them 
Although I've stood fifteen long years behind them 
I have wandered like the gypsy 
No roof beneath that yellow moon 
Shake me primitive 
And out of tune 
I try to pull myself ashore 
Out of this whirlpool 
This whirlpool 
What's been said, I have not forgotten 
I hear him say (something) 
And the only thing about me that's together 
Are my square-toed boots of Spanish leather 
I would swim the stormy sea for you 
Out of this whirlpool, this whirlpool 
What you want 
I tell you I got it! 
Come, come here 
And don't run from it! 
Wouldn't it be any better 
Showing your feelings 
Than to have my name 
Tattooed on your arm 
I can be beaten 
But I am too tough to be broken! 
Come here I'll teach ya! 
I tell ya 
I'm not afraid to switch 
I'll be your electrician 
I (I, I, I) search for switch to your ignition 
And then I'll pick up the pieces 
You're so mucho-macho (???) 
Pick up the pieces! I'll pick ‘em all up 
And... I would swim the sea for you 
Beg down on my knees for you 
Hide myself inside of you 
Lose all of my pride for you 
Why? 
Whirlpool