Happy Halloween everyone! This song was released in 1986 but the song would have fit well with his seventies output. I heard the song a lot in my area at the time.
The song was on the album Constrictor released in 1986. The song peaked at #80 in the UK. The song was written by Alice Cooper and Kane Roberts.
Alice Cooper’s real name is Vincent Furnier. Alice Cooper was the name of the band, but the name became so associated with the lead singer that he took it.
The band did a good job spreading the rumor that “Alice Cooper” was the name of a girl who was accused of being a witch in the 1600s, saying she contacted them through an Ouija board. Furnier later explained that he made it up when he was thinking of a sweet, innocent-sounding name that would contrast against their shocking stage show.
Cooper ran for President in 2016 with the slogan “A Troubled Man For Troubled Times” which I loved.
His “platform” were these talking points
- Getting Brian Johnson back in AC/DC
- A snake in every pot
- No more pencils, no more books
- Adding Lemmy to Mt Rushmore
- Rename Big Ben “Big Lemmy”
- Groucho Marx on the $50 bill
- Peter Sellers on the £20 note
- Cupholders required for every airplane seat
- Ban on talking during movies in movie theatres
- Ban on taking selfies, except on a designated National Selfie Day
Cooper is a big family man which contradicts his reputation. Cooper is a born-again Christian and believes in the devil enough to have genuine supernatural fear. He’s never taken a satanist stance and warns other bands against it. When he was a kid, his family was poor and there were very few presents. Now, Cooper goes crazy on Christmas, buying lots of gifts for his family.
Alice Cooper: “When I moved to L.A. with this little wimpy garage band, the first people we met were the Doors. Then we met Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin. All of the people who died of excess were our big brothers and sisters. So I said to myself: How do you become a legend and enjoy it? The answer is to create a character as legendary as those guys and leave that character on the stage.”
Teenaged Frankenstein
I’m the kid on the blockWith my head made of rockAnd I ain’t got nobodyI’m the state of the artGot a brain a la carteI make the babies cry
I ain’t one of the crowdI ain’t one of the guysThey just avoid meThey run and they hideAre my colors too brightAre my eyes set too wide?I spent my whole lifeBurning, turning
I’m a teenage FrankensteinThe local freak with the twisted mindI’m a teenage FrankensteinThese ain’t my handsAnd these legs ain’t mine
Got a synthetic faceGot some scars and a braceMy hands are rough and bloodyI walk into the nightWomen faint at the sightI ain’t no cutie-pie
I can’t walk in the dayI must walk in the nightStay in the shadowsStay out of the lightAre my shoulders too wideIs my head screwed on tight?I spent my whole life burningBurning, turning
I’m a teenage FrankensteinThe local freak with the twisted mindI’m a teenage FrankensteinThese ain’t my handsAnd these legs ain’t mine


























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